"Enter!"
"Enter!"
……
In the Ming army's formation, the officers 'roars sounded continuously.
Shield, spear, musket, and archer infantry stepped forward amidst the drumbeats. The front row held large shields, while the rear rows held spears. Behind them were rows of musketeers, and behind them were rows of infantry archers. In the middle, generals and flag bearers maintained order and passed down orders. In front of the war drum in the middle of the formation, the drummer waved his drumstick desperately. The commander's flag in the middle represented the highest command. A huge battle formation slowly advanced on the empty plains. Soon, the vanguard began to enter Ningyuan River.
At the same time, the Qing cavalrymen on the opposite side began to shoot arrows, and the Ming infantrymen who were advancing were continuously shot and fell.
But there was still the Emperor who was in the middle of a bloody battle.
All the Ming infantry soldiers looked at the Emperor, who was like those legendary peerless fierce generals. He carried many arrow shafts that were inserted into armor and kept smashing the Qing army with a spiked club. Their original fear gradually disappeared. If the Emperor was already such a soldier, what was there to fear? Moreover, the arrows thrown were not fatal. Their helmets and cotton armor could block these things, and the most threatening direct shots were blocked by the shields in front of them. Therefore, even though people kept falling, the formation of the Ming army did not fall into chaos. Everyone maintained order and advanced.
Soon, the vanguard stepped into the river.
At this moment, the intense battle on the bridge had already begun.
"Kill them!"
The general who was scolded by Wang Chengen roared.
And now, Wang Chengen was beside him.
In front of them were all heavily armored sword players. They were densely packed on the narrow bridge like ants on a candy cube. They protected themselves with shields, and the Yanling swords in their hands slashed at the legs of the Qing cavalrymen. The spears and blades in the hands of the latter kept piercing or cutting into the bodies of the Ming infantry. Dead bodies kept falling from the bridge into the river, but under the dense crowd of soldiers behind them, the front continued to move forward. At the same time that they died in battle, the Qing horses kept falling off the bridge with mournful cries. This was a real bloody battle. The bridge had completely turned into a pile of flesh and blood.
"Bring me my weapon!"
The general looked at Old Wang and roared.
At this moment, Old Wang and a large number of musketeers were standing on both sides of the bridge, firing at the Qing army. At the same time, the arrows fired by the Qing army were also falling. Old Wang, who was wearing cotton armor, was even pierced by one. However, he still raised his musket and fired at the opposite side.
"F * ck, the eunuchs will also go!"
The general spat.
Immediately after, he took an axe from his bodyguard and squeezed into the soldiers on the bridge while roaring.
At this time, the first batch of Ming soldiers had already crossed the river that was not too deep and began to step onto the soft mud on the right bank. The Qing cavalry on the bank still did not attack. The mud was too threatening to the warhorses, which was why they did not dare to cross the river to attack. Once the horses 'hooves sank into the mud, they would become targets. Moreover, there were not many Ming soldiers on the shore yet. They were still waiting for the Ming army's musketeers to enter the center of the river that was as deep as their chests. At that time, they would wet the musketeers if they shot at their shoulders. In fact, the biggest threat to them was the musket. As long as the arrows were not fatal, it would not be a big deal to take a few shots. The armor had good protection against this thing, but being hit by the musket's bullets at close range could be fatal.
Soon, more and more Ming soldiers came ashore.
At this time, due to the influence of crossing the river, the formation was inevitably in chaos.
The Qing general in charge of commanding the north bank raised his hand. All the Qing cavalrymen on both sides of him raised their spears and controlled their restless horses to look at the Ming soldiers who were still in a hurry to regroup as if they were looking at a dead person. At the same time, the musketeers in the Ming army formation finally entered the deepest part of the river. They had no choice but to raise their musketeers with lit matchsticks. The Qing general smiled and waved his hand down.
"Sou!" There was a sound.
Suddenly, a sharp arrow pierced the back of his head.
Just as he fell off his horse like a block of wood, the Qing soldiers who were about to charge forward turned their heads in shock. Li Daoxuan, who was almost completely red, threw away the bow in his hand and picked up two spiked clubs. He looked at them with a sinister smile. Behind him, the corpses of more than 50 Qing cavalrymen lay on the newly green field. The bloody backs of the cavalrymen made him look even more ferocious with at least ten arrows on his body.
The next moment, he roared like a demon and charged at the Qing army.
"Release!"
Just as the Emperor was waving his mace and smashing the Qing army like cutting vegetables, the Ming army musketeers began to disembark. Following the officer's roar, the first batch of musketeers aimed at the Qing cavalry that had been disturbed by the Emperor and pulled the trigger. The sound of gunfire rang out, and a series of blazing flame neutron bullets shot out from the black gunpowder. They hit their targets within a distance of 20 to 30 meters. The Qing army that was fighting with the Emperor fell off their horses one after another. Then they began to reload, and the sword players and pikemen in front of them had already formed up. The wall of spears and shields pushed forward.
Just like that, a breakthrough was made.
At this moment, the Ming general led his infantry and cut across the bridge like a group of blood-soaked demons.
The second breakthrough was opened.
Li Daoxuan swung his spiked club and smashed it fiercely along the river bank. He smashed the Qing army's defense line like he was smashing porcelain. Wherever his spiked club smashed, the Ming army's breakthrough would extend. The Ming infantry, who were infected by the emperor's aura, charged at the Qing army with the same aura. The musketeers and archers suppressed them, and the sword players and spearmen collided with the Qing cavalry. They were constantly nailed to death by the Qing army's spears. They also used their spears to stab the Qing army off their horses.
"F * ck, I can actually win the battle!”
Tang Yu, who was beside the war drum, wiped his face and said self-mockingly.
Yes, the victory was set.
Although he wasn't a famous general, he had been a commander for many years. He had good eyesight. He had already displayed the momentum of a soldier. In this situation, let alone a well-equipped and well-trained regular army, even a group of ordinary people could still suppress the enemy. Not to mention that he had three times the strength of the Qing army.
At this moment, Ai Du Li finally couldn't take it anymore.
As the commander gave the order, the Qing army that was attacking the city suddenly retreated, and the cavalry turned south first.
They had to reinforce the cavalrymen on the riverbank first. Otherwise, the cavalrymen would be defeated. Once the cavalrymen were defeated and the Ming infantry continued to push forward, the middle army would have to retreat as well. That would mean that the battle had completely failed. This would become a humiliating record for the Qing army. They had never suffered such a defeat before. Not only the cavalrymen, but the retreating Qing infantry also began to turn south.
However, they had neglected the guards in the city.
Just as the Qing army gave up on attacking the city and turned south to provide reinforcements, the 500 Ming cavalry in the city also gathered. Yongning Gate quietly opened and a large group of cavalry poured out.
The Qing infantrymen that were heading south quickly stopped and began to get into formation.
"Come down!"
Li Daoxuan, who was avoiding an iron bud, saw this scene and suddenly smashed his mace upward. The Qing officer who was fighting with him screamed and fell to the other side. At the same time, Li Daoxuan grabbed the reins and jumped onto the red horse. As for his own black horse, it was already exhausted. He had been fighting on foot for a long time, and he had already set his eyes on this horse that was almost as strong as him. After getting on the horse, he clamped it hard. The warhorse that had wanted to resist immediately gave a miserable cry.
"Tell Tang Yu to continue attacking the Tartar army!”
He turned his head and said.
An officer quickly responded to a group of Ming soldiers who were using spears to push two Qing cavalrymen off their horses.
Li Daoxuan immediately urged his warhorse to gallop in the direction of Eternal Peace Sect.
At this time, the vast majority of the Ming infantry had already crossed the river, including Tang Yu's central army, which had also crossed the river after opening the passage on the bridge. The entire battlefield was now completely red with killing. Whether it was the Ming infantry or the Qing cavalry, they were all fighting crazily. The north bank of the Ningyuan River stretched for nearly two miles, and corpses were everywhere. Blood dyed the river red, and the shouts of killing resounded through the plains.
After receiving Li Daoxuan's order, Tang Yu did not hesitate anymore. This was indeed a good opportunity to make a spurt of energy. If they stopped midway, the soldiers would lose their morale and lose the opportunity to win a great victory.
His central troops immediately issued an order.
In the Ming army that was fighting the Qing army on the vast battlefield, the generals also gave the order to attack the Qing army.
The Ming army's battle formation advanced north.
However, the reinforcements of the Qing cavalry also began to attack from the flank. This cavalry had less than 700 people, and most of the decent officers had been nailed to death by Li Daoxuan's giant arrows, so their offensive power was not strong, and they could not change the situation. What Ai Duli really hoped for was the infantry. Although they suffered heavy losses in the siege, this infantry still had more than 2,000 people. The Ming army had lost more than 1,000 people in the process of crossing the river. Therefore, with the addition of this infantry, the strength of the Qing army was almost the same as the Ming army. It would be a joke if a Qing army with similar numbers could not defeat the Ming army.
However, at this moment, the 500 Ming cavalrymen were already in formation and ready to attack. More importantly…
Their souls had arrived.
"Did you bring my good stuff?"
Li Daoxuan, who had rushed over to meet up with the cavalry, looked at the Qing infantry not far away and said to the officer leading the cavalry.
"Your Majesty, I've brought it."
The officer waved his hand.
A cavalryman from behind immediately stepped forward. On his warhorse was something that looked like a quilt. Judging from the way the warhorse walked, it probably weighed no less than a hundred jin. Moreover, there was an iron chain that was half a zhang long tied to this thing, and a fuse hanging by the side.
Alright, this was a pack of gunpowder.
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