The roar of cannons and rifles continued, and the vests of the blue flag were in an unprecedented predicament: the artillery fire in front of them was continuous, and every step forward cost dozens of lives; It is difficult to walk an inch under your feet, and the soft sand has become the biggest obstacle for the war horse to gallop.

In the face of such a powerful firepower blockade, some Qing troops had the intention of retreating, but the mental inertia formed by strict military discipline made them dare not retreat without authorization, so they could only rush forward with their eyes closed.

In fact, Hauge had already planned to withdraw his troops, but in the deafening sound of artillery, no matter what the instructions could be transmitted, he could only watch thousands of vests rush into the barrage of shells.

Dense lead bullets ripped open the heads of the Qing soldiers, pierced through the hard armor, and the huge cannonballs passed through the bodies of knights or war horses without hindrance, exploding a mist of blood, and the Qing soldiers fell from their horses in pieces, turning into a mutilated corpse on the ground.

After paying a heavy price, the advance of the Qing army had approached within two hundred paces.

On the "Shandong", Murong Longcheng sighed, such a fierce artillery fire, if it was replaced by the Ming army or the Liukou, it would have collapsed a long time ago, but it had not yet broken the will of the Qing army, and he had to admit that this was a difficult opponent. He gave the order to the heralds: "Order all artillery groups to stop firing." "The opponent's forward troops are already within two hundred paces, and if they fire any more artillery, they may accidentally injure Borhu and the others, and the next battle will depend on the marines themselves.

On the coast, Borhu also sighed and gave the order: "All of them, fire a salvo, and then put on the bayonet!" "At a distance of two or three hundred paces, with the range and rate of fire of rifled guns, if they are facing infantry, a salvo of three rounds is enough to make them doubt their lives, but against cavalry, they have time left to fire at most one shot.

Tak Tan is also in the team of the impact. He was very lucky, plus the attack on the seashore and the attack on the periphery of Jinjiatun, this was the third time he had fought against the Qiong Navy in one day, but he survived under the dense firepower.

It is easier for people to stimulate their potential in desperate situations, and Tak Tan intertwined with fear and unwillingness in his heart, and excitedly raised his knife and shouted: "If you want to live, dismount, scatter and rush forward!" After saying that, the first one jumped off his horse, shouted and pounced, and was actually the first person in the whole army to rush forward.

In several encounters, he slowly learned the trick of fighting this all-firearms unit: spread out the formation, avoid over-concentration, reduce the accuracy of the opponent's bullets, and then approach as fast as possible to launch a white-knuckle battle. Although the opponent's melee ability is not weak, this is the only chance that your side can win.

The rest of the Qing soldiers were also experienced veterans, and when they saw Tak Tan dismount, they quickly understood what he meant: the closer to the coast, the softer the beach, the horses' hooves would sink into the sand, and the speed advantage brought by the war horses no longer existed, but was still a drag. Several of the horses could not pull out their hooves, fell to their knees, and threw their riders off their horses.

So the Qing soldiers turned over and dismounted, brandished their weapons, and rushed forward in the rain of bullets. Anyway, they were infantry on horseback, and foot combat was their forte.

After firing a shot, the Marines gave up shooting and raised their bayonets to meet the enemy, when the opponent also happened to be close, and the two sides collided with each other and began a fierce white-knuckle battle.

From the attack of the Marines to the dispatch of the Blue Banner Army, there was a repeated tug-of-war, and it was already late afternoon, and the sun was already in the west. In the earth-shattering shouts of killing, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the soldiers on both sides of the fierce battle, as if smeared with a layer of golden oil paint, smearing a trace of tragedy on the fierce battle.

Hauge in the rear couldn't help it, roared, broke free from his men, and rushed forward like a whirlwind. Left and right were shocked and followed.

The cavalry has been repeatedly destroyed by artillery fire and bullets, and the casualties have reached 30%, although the number is still several times that of the opponent, but the spirit has some signs of exhaustion, and under the neat bayonets of the marines, they have not taken too much advantage, and the crushing advantage of the Ming army in the past is gone.

At the critical moment, Hauge led the pro-army to join the battlefield, and the blue background golden dragon flag of the blue flag fluttered over the battlefield.

The main general took the lead and came to the battlefield in person, giving great encouragement to the Qing army, and the already low morale suddenly broke out. The Qing soldiers seemed to have regained their strength, and the attack that had been somewhat weak and weak became wild, and the neat bayonet array fluctuated.

Hauge dismounted, strode through the crowd, drew his heavy sword, and slashed at his opponent with a roar. His knives were carefully crafted by Han craftsmen in Shengjing, and they were thicker and heavier than ordinary knives, and it was difficult for ordinary individual weapons to block. A young Marine raised his gun to block, the wooden butt of the rifle was cut alive, and the wrought iron barrel was bent and deformed, but it still couldn't block the knife, and it was directly slashed on the forehead, and he fell down with blood on his face.

Bol suddenly saw Hauge's figure in the distance, and also felt the pressure of his opponent's will to fight. After cutting down a Qing soldier with a command knife, he looked around and found that the marines were already quite struggling under the attack of several times the number of Qing troops, gradually retreating, and even some soldiers' thighs had been swallowed by the sea, and they were a little unstable under the washing of the sea.

It's a pity that we can't achieve any more results, Bol thought regretfully. However, with a mere 2,000 troops, it has exceeded the task of inflicting casualties on the Zhenglan Banner Army, after all, the purpose of the Marine Corps is to contain the main force of the Qing army in the south of Liaoning, and cooperate with the actions of the Qiong Navy in Beizhili, rather than fighting hard with the opponent.

Bor took a few steps back, and under the cover of the other soldiers, he took out the officer-issued handcuffs, loaded them with a buckshot, and aimed at Hauge in the distance.

"Bah", a crisp gunshot, the lead bullet passed through the crowd and hit Hauge's shoulder, the exquisite mountain armor was blown open a hole, blood flowers popped out, Hauge snorted, and fell down.

The commander was shot, and many Qing soldiers saw it, and the army was immediately in turmoil.

Suddenly Bor took the opportunity to give a loud order: "All retreat, run back, swim back to the ship." ”

When the Marines heard the order, they turned around and ran into the sea, and some of them plunged directly into the sea. The Qing army subconsciously wanted to pursue, but their feet slipped and fell into the seawater, although it was not too deep, they also fluttered for a long time, and after eating a few mouthfuls of salty and astringent seawater, they did not dare to chase anymore, and if they chased it again, they were afraid that they would drown.

Seeing the opponent swimming flexibly like a fish, the Qing soldiers did not dare to chase after them, and they all scolded, and some of them reacted quickly to take off their bows and arrows and shoot them into the water. Most of the arrows fell into the sea, causing waves and then disappearing, and some arrows hit the target, and the soldiers who were shot sank into the sea, and blood bubbled out. But many more dodged their bows and arrows and swam out of range.