The trained musketeers used rotational tactics to fight each other with the soldiers of the Cold Weapon Age, which was definitely a very labor-saving thing. { [It also has a big impact on morale.] How can such a thing not be a morale booster when a fierce enemy is slain from a distance?

The musketeers did not have to wear heavy armor and wield heavy weapons in such hot weather and travel such long distances to face the enemy in bloody battles. They just need to raise the gun in their hands. Take aim, pull the trigger to complete the shooting action. Then turn around and go to the back row, while reloading again and waiting for the next round of shooting. It didn't take much energy at all. They don't need to train their martial arts for many years, all they need is military discipline and sufficient weapons and ammunition.

When the musket technology on this planet matured, the law of the Cold Weapon Age, which had been in use for thousands of years, was completely ended. The knights, samurai, and sergeant nobles were in complete decline. The ordinary peasants were gathered and trained for a period of time, and with advanced muskets, they could easily destroy the nobles who had been training hard all their lives. This violent shock greatly changed the pattern of the whole world.

A military aristocrat who spent a lot of resources and a long time training. Fight with an ordinary soldier who has been training for several months and picks up a musket that costs no more than ten or twenty taels of silver at most. This is not a war, this is looking for one's own death.

The tragic war between the old and the new era, which is being fought today in this place called Sanchahezi, is completely one-sided. A new army that wields era-changing weapons and at a fraction of the cost will wipe out the battle-hardened elite! The success of this new army has swept all the armies of the old era into the dustbin of history!

This battle also determined the future fate of this ancient land of the Far East. Gao Yang, who came here across a distant time and space, forcibly reversed the fate of the entire land. deviated from its original course and went completely into the unknown future. The main factor in all this was the tens of thousands of peasants who had been trained for several months to use the new muskets. At this time, there was no longer a need for professionally trained military aristocrats. Ordinary armies trained on a large scale with new muskets became the absolute main force on the battlefield.

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When the sun is slanting to the west, and the sky is getting dark. The war has been declared over. The Manchu army, which could no longer withstand huge losses, chose to collapse. Dolgon's orders no longer make any sense. Psychologically, the Manchu army, which had been completely destroyed by the stimulation, bombed the camp.

Those who were still alive scattered all over the mountains. Aimless, aimless, aimless running everywhere. They no longer have any thoughts in their hearts at the moment, they just want to escape from this terrifying battlefield of flesh and blood. It was a one-sided massacre! They didn't even have a chance to fight the Ming army face-to-face!

In the past, those noble identities could decide the fate of countless people with a single word, Niu Lu Zhangjing, Baya Lazhangjing, Mel Zhangjing, and even those noble Gushan Ezhen. There are also a large number of county kings, bailes, beizi, and auxiliary dukes. These are the pillars and pillars of the Manchu family. At this moment, the corpses are being collected one by one by those auxiliaries from peasants.

The entire battlefield was as shocking as Shura's hell. As far as the eye could see, all were lifeless bloody corpses. Occasionally, a wounded or reluctant horse to leave hissed and shouted in a low voice. I don't know when a large group of black feathers flew in the sky, and the dark clouds generally hovered in the sky.

As for the wounded of the Manchu army, most of the fate was cleaned up by the auxiliaries who cleaned up the battlefield. Convert into battle exploits and silver bounties one by one. This war also marked the end of an old era and the beginning of a new era.

"It's over. This time finally cleared the most lethal threat of the Central Plains Dynasty at this moment. The history of this plane began to take a new path. I haven't been busy for so long. Gao Yang, dressed in military uniform, rode his horse slowly on the battlefield, looking at the lonely and desolate battlefield under the sunset, breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice.

"Isn't this ending already preordained?" Yuan said softly, "Since you came here, this result has been predestined. And. Once you've fulfilled your wishes, you'll also earn tons of energy points. Kill two birds with one stone, you. ”

"Hmm." Gao Yang replied lightly, reached out to untie the wind and discipline buckle on his neck, took out the kettle and took a sip to moisten his throat. Shaking his head, he said with a smile, "You said that after the results of this great victory were passed back to the Jingshi, would those big turbans drop their jaws in shock?" ”

"Of course." Yuan Dian also said with a smile: "In the past, when they won a skirmish that could behead more than 100 people, they could blow a big victory, and they also had to make a sacrifice in the temple to support the façade." I guess the results of this battle will directly scare them crazy. I don't even know how to brag about it. ”

"Hahaha." Gao Yang raised his head and laughed. The rough laughter was faintly indescribable heroic on the battlefield that seemed a little quiet at the moment. This feeling of covering the sky with one hand and completely reversing the established destiny is really very comforting. At least the tragedies of the past will never happen again in this plane!

From time to time, there was the chirping of the black feathers in the sky, and a large group of black feathers flew up and down, shaking their heads and lingering on the battlefield. The eyeballs had turned blood-red. Today is the day of their feast.

The sun is setting. The red sun faded into the distance. The final sunset stained the entire battlefield a golden color. The Ming sergeants had already lit torches and turned on their flashlights. While cleaning up the battlefield, he repaired a new camp. They are going to spend the night here tonight while celebrating this unprecedented victory!

Altars of wine were piled up into hills. Cauldrons filled with fragrant broth were placed in rows in the barracks. The sergeants, who had already come to leisure, walked around at will, eating what they deserved. Drink what should be drunk. Today, it's all enough!

The feeling of happiness for the rest of the war and the high morale of the victory made the whole barracks laugh and laugh. The fragrant aroma of broth and the smell of high-count grain wine everywhere made Gao Yang's heart full of emotion.

"What a hardworking and brave people. Their future should not be trapped on the East Asian continent. Running the world is what they should be doing! Gao Yang looked at the bleak battlefield again and took a deep breath. Pull the reins and shout. Riding a horse galloped towards the Ming army's military village. Behind him, a large number of sergeants followed closely. The sergeants on the other side of the camp are waiting for their commander to celebrate this great victory!

This is, the privilege of the victors!

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"Lord Wang?" The white-flagged Baya Rajang Jinghamtu licked his chapped lips and handed the kettle in his hand to the dejected Dolgon.

"Hmm." Dorgon withdrew his gaze into the twilight moonlight. A faint sigh in my heart. Reached out and took the kettle and drank it in a big gulp. After running for so long, he was indeed thirsty.

At this time, it was already midnight in the treetops of the moon, and the location was on the official road from Ningyuan City to Jinzhou. After today's battle collapsed, the entire Manchu army was scattered. Dolgon's personal guards realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly fled in the direction of Ningyuan City with Dolgon.

The Manchu army completely lost its formation, and when it ran, it was all over the mountains and fields, and the whole scene was chaotic. At that time, not to mention retrieving the corpse as before, it was even a big question whether or not it could run away! No one cared about anything else, and they all ran away with their heads in their hands. Those fierce Ming cavalry chased and killed frantically all the way, and they were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. I don't know how many of the soldiers who fell behind were decapitated by them and exchanged for bounty silver.

They dispersed all the way to the outside of Ningyuan City, and after joining up with the troops guarding against Wu Sangui outside the city, Dolgon and the others took a breath. After that, he gathered the remnants of the defeated army outside Ningyuan City, and prepared to deal with the Ming cavalry who were chasing all the way. Without repelling these pursuing cavalry, it is simply impossible to make a retreat on a large scale.

No one thought that Wu Sangui, who was as timid as a mouse in the past, would suddenly become tough this time. I don't know how he got the news, when those Ming cavalry followed, and the two sides began a fierce night battle. Wu Sangui suddenly led the Guan Ning army to kill from Ningyuan City, and stabbed the Manchu army in the back like a front and back attack!

The soldiers and horses, which had finally gathered a little, were scattered again. Under the dark moonlight, the mountains were full of screams of fighting and screaming. The crackling torches and the strange light tubes reflected the pale and terrified faces of the Manchu soldiers, and the situation could no longer be maintained. As for whether they can return to Shenyang, it depends on their own creation.

Dorgon rolled over and dismounted, reaching out and patting his beloved horse on the neck. Holding a kettle to fill the war horse with water and drink. The long run had already made these horses a strong crossbow. If they don't take a break, they will really have to walk back to Shenyang.

"Lord Wang." Hamutu stepped forward and approached Dolgon's side, hesitated slightly, lowered his head and whispered, "The minion saw Hauge trapped in the Ming army before. ”

Hamutu was a confidant of Dolgon. Naturally, he knew about the mismatch between Hauge and Dolgon. Not long ago, when the remnants of the army were gathered outside Ningyuan City, Hauge had already begun to make a move, wanting to attack Dorgon. It's just that he didn't expect Wu Sangui to suddenly attack and catch everyone off guard. Hauge and his soldiers and horses ran and ran, but they were surrounded by the Ming cavalry behind. Hamutu happened to see it at that time, and he estimated the number and terrain of the Ming army. I guess the hao who was fenced off won't be able to get out. I just don't know if this matter is good news at this time? (To be continued.) )