king of war

Chapter 91 Bloody Battle of Hunhe

Qin Bangping and several other general soldiers were stunned. Are they going to retreat now?

What kind of magical tactic is this?

Looking at Qin Rongshuai's triumphant expression, he waved his hand, "Go back, set up camp, and fight tomorrow morning!"

Several general soldiers were puzzled and asked Qin Rongshuai specifically for advice on what the mystery was.

Qin Rongshuai was not willing to say anything, he just made a fool of himself and sent him away.

Qin Rongshuai was happy here, but Jianlu was in panic.

After Nurhachi returned to the camp, he immediately closed the gate of the camp tightly and could not hold out. At the same time, he ordered the whole army to keep their clothes on and their swords on their bodies.At night, everyone is on high alert, and no one is allowed to sleep, carefully guarding against any father coming to attack and harass at night.

The entire Jianlu army, tens of thousands of people, did not sleep all night. They waited until dawn, but there was no movement.

Nurhachi's eyes darkened suddenly, and he became careless.

Before it gets cold, the soldiers of the Ming army begin to get busy, making food and organizing equipment and luggage.

Putting on their armor and cleaning their swords and guns, the musketeers began to count their gunpowder and lead.

The gunpowder in the big wooden barrels was taken out one by one, and the artilleryman pushed the cannons out one by one and walked towards the gun emplacement.

These gunners are all veterans recruited by Qin Rongshuai from other places with high salaries. After all, artillery is a technical arm, and it cannot be trained in a short time.

The gunner, lookout, and main gunner are all veterans, while the deputy gunner, cracker, and bomber are all new recruits. In this mixed method, the old brings the new.

The musketeers began to gather and formed phalanxes. They moved forward slowly with neat steps amidst the sound of war drums. Spearmen holding spears and wearing heavy armor stood in the front row of the musketeers. The sword and shield hands with waist swords and rattan plates walked in the front pushing the cart with iron plates.

The large vehicles were like moving city walls, slowly pressing towards the Jianlu camp.

Although the Jianlu army was exhausted, they had to cheer up at this time. Jialazhang Jingdu, who led the army one by one, began to shout, and a large number of armored soldiers gathered next to each Niuluzhangjing.

The brave white-armored soldiers began to put on double armor or three-layer battle armor, with complete horse bows and infantry bows, throwing weapons such as throwing axes and javelins, long spears, halberds, refined iron sickles and pick knives, and jumped on the War horses, began to warm up.

For a moment, the wind on the south bank of the Hun River carried a murderous air, and the two armies lined up in a black and endless formation, rolling slowly on the black ground.

The thunderous drums sounded, and the troops on both sides moved faster and faster.

Incited by the sound of drums, a large number of cavalry began to move. The distance between the two armies was enough for the Jianlu cavalry to charge.

The four hooves of over ten thousand war horses struck the solid ground of Liaodong. The vibration of the horses' hoofs brought up large amounts of floating dust, which rose up to a height of tens of meters.

The earth is shaking, trembling.

A large number of Jianlu cavalry, like a huge black and gray beast, rushed towards the thick Ming army formation.

"One thousand five hundred steps!"

"One thousand two hundred steps!"

"A thousand steps!"

"Ready!" Amidst the roar of the gunner, the artilleryman quickly stuffed the round shells into the barrel, and ignited the gunpowder rope.

As the rope burns and shortens, the enemy gets closer and closer.

Then rows of huge explosions sounded, and the heavy shells smashed towards the black cavalry lineup.

Dozens of artillery shells penetrated into the cavalry group indiscriminately, and the iron balls whizzed towards them with the hot wind generated by the friction of the air. The formation of the Jianlu cavalry had spread out as much as possible, but the whistling shells were still vicious. Smashed into the formation.

A cannonball hit the cavalryman at the front, smashing his head, and then hit the chest of the cavalryman behind him without any hindrance.

Even though the cavalryman was wearing several armored stomachs, the shells still smashed the body like tearing thin paper, the bones were broken, and then the internal organs were torn, blood gushing out, and then the shells smashed into the first place without stopping. Three, fourth.

A lot of shells fell on the cavalry formation at the first time, bouncing and rolling on the thick ground, countless horse legs were directly interrupted by the shells, and a single shell caused dozens of cavalry to fall from their horses.

On this kind of battlefield where thousands of horses are galloping, these cavalrymen have not had time to scream, and then they are trampled into a pulp by the hooves of the galloping horses.

Those who escaped the shells by chance were covered by the next Zhangkou Cannon and Tiger Squat Cannon, and the iron pieces flew around, and the iron pieces driven by the explosion shock wave smashed into the human body. Knocked down on his back.

The entire face-to-face enemy was trapped in a sea of ​​blood.

The gun mouths kept bursting with flames, the ground was shaking, and clouds of pungent smoke enveloped the entire formation of the Ming army, and the rumbling sound of the cannons was like a reminder for Jianlu.

The gunners were still cleaning the barrels of the guns in an orderly manner, carrying the shells, loading gunpowder, and then firing according to orders.

Qin Bangping and the other generals opened their mouths wide, looking at the hellish scene in front of Shura in disbelief. Is this Jianlu, who is known as the unparalleled horseman and shooter?
Not to mention them, even Qi Jin, a general who is good at firearms warfare, was dumbfounded.

The cavalry rushing forward in the hell of gunfire found in despair that in front of them were thick carts, and behind the carts were rows of muskets.

Continuous gunshots rang out, and blood spattered on every cavalryman's body.

Jianlu's cavalry desperately raised their bows and arrows to fight back. Under the baptism of artillery fire and on the high-speed moving horses, this did not affect the shooting of these elite cavalry at all.

Dense arrows fell into the phalanx of the musketeers, and from time to time someone was shot and fell to the ground, and then was quickly dragged to the rear, and the vacant positions were immediately filled.

Encouraged by Qin Rongshuai's morale aura, the musketeers shouted slogans and stepped forward one after another to fire their muskets.

At this time, the new army's running group consisting of hundreds of artillery pieces began to shoot, aiming at the infantry behind the cavalry.

The infantry group was larger and more numerous, like an ocean, and the round cannonballs splashed into it and splashed a large bloody spray.

Driven by Niulu Zhangjing, the Jianlu infantry gritted their teeth and charged with casualties from the artillery fire.

The new army on Qin Rongshuai's side maintained a dense formation under the leadership of the veterans, and each of them was nervously loading their muskets.

Watchmen kept shouting the distance of the enemy. As the Jianlu enemy army got closer, the heartbeat of the musketeer became faster and faster.

"Two hundred steps!"

"Musketeers ready!"

"aim!"

"put!"

After the gunshots, Jianlu's heavy armored infantry phalanx fell down in unison.Jianlu's officers and veterans yelled desperately, "Three shots! They will pass after three shots!"

"Don't stop, keep rushing!"

Then came another volley!
Then the third row, the fourth row.

The endless musketeers lined up in a neat queue, held up their muskets and pulled the trigger, then backed away to give way to the musketeers behind.

The musketeers who have finished shooting need to run to the last row, reload, and wait for their turn to shoot again.

The thick formation ensures the continuous and intensive firepower of the muskets, and also gives the musketeers enough time to reload and repair. The advanced flintlock guns have the advantages of fast firing and long range.

In particular, the shooting distance is longer than that of the opponent's heavy arrow, which ensures that the musketeer can shoot the enemy at a safe distance.

In the face of this cross-age weapon, the heavy armored infantry that Jianlu was proud of was constantly knocked down in front of muskets.

The corpses were all over the field, and the blood flowed into rivers.

Before rushing to the front, Jianlu suffered heavy losses, especially the veterans in the second row.

The cannon fodder in the front row was lost faster than they had imagined, and there was no time to react. The elite veterans also suffered heavy losses.

Jianlu's morale collapsed.

　Some readers criticized that the world of Xiuchundao is poorly written. I accept this humbly. It is my poor writing. Although the movie Xiuchundao is martial arts, it is more about the darkness of the court. When I wrote this world, I was criticized. Influence, began to deviate from the essence of the book.I will review this and try to correct it.

　　
　
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