Dingfuzhuang, a village that was not very famous in the past, has now become a witness to a great war.

In the continuous sound of artillery fire, the thick white smoke enveloped the entire battlefield, coupled with the snow on the ground, it looked like there was a white expanse everywhere, only the red and black on the battlefield, when intertwined, gave people a strong sense of visual impact.

A large number of Eight Banners soldiers lined up in a neat horizontal formation, carrying muskets and moving forward in the direction of the Han army, and the fiery red phalanx in the distance was also rushing in the direction of the Qing army, and the distance between the two sides was gradually narrowing.

"Two hundred steps ......."

"One Hundred Steps ......."

"Eighty Steps ......."

The Fu Han army was lined up in a neat three-row array, and the long line almost traversed the entire battlefield, they were holding muskets flat, moving their fingers, and their faces looked a little red in the cold weather, full of solemnity.

"Fire!"

"Bang bang bang-"

With the order of the officers of the Fu Han Army, the soldiers of the Fu Han Army squatting in front of the first row immediately pulled the trigger, accompanied by a burst of violent gunfire, only to see that among the soldiers in the front row of the Eight Banners New Army opposite, blood lines suddenly splashed out, and many soldiers fell directly into the snow.

"Fire!"

Before the Qing army could react, the soldiers of the Fu Han Army who were lying in the second row also fired, and the thick white smoke made many soldiers choke a few coughs, but no one paid attention to these at this time, and everyone remained silent on their faces, only to see that the other party fell a large number again.

"Bang bang bang-"

When the last row of soldiers of the Fu Han army opened fire, the Qing army finally reacted and chose to fire, but compared to the uniform shooting of the Fu Han army, the shooting of the Qing army was more or less disorganized, but due to the large number, the Fu Han army put down and many soldiers fell.

The officers of the Fu Han army kept shouting orders, and the ammunition in their hands was obviously very fast, compared to the slow Qing soldiers, the Fu Han army was much higher in frequency and accuracy of fire, and when the Fu Han soldiers fired a second salvo, the Eight Banners New Army was still reloading.

But this time, almost many people see that something is wrong, with the current rate of fire and accuracy of the Fu Han army, not to mention that the number of Qing troops is not more than them, even if it is more, it has no effect - people play two rounds, you can only play one round, this is double the firepower gap, and then counting the difference in accuracy, it means that if you continue to fight like this, the casualties of the Fu Han army will be far less than that of the Qing army.

"Forward!"

Obviously, people in the Qing army also saw this problem, Xibao coldly issued the order to advance, and with a dense drum beat, the Qing soldiers finally stopped this senseless consumption, they loaded the projectiles, but did not shoot, but walked towards the Fuhan army.

Ning Zhongyi, who was commanding at the forefront, could naturally see the purpose of the Qing army, he sneered, but continued to order the soldiers of the Fu Han army to start firing in turns, after all, the current eighty steps distance was enough for the Fu Han army to fight two or even three more rounds.

However, after all, the morale of the Eight Banners New Army was high, and they were not frightened by the heavy casualties, but continued to walk resolutely and quickly, almost turning a blind eye to the bullets fired.

"Fifty Steps ......."

"Forty Steps ......."

Finally, when it was thirty paces, the New Army of the Eight Banners finally stopped, they held their muskets flat, and pulled the trigger almost at the same time as the Fu Han Army, and at such a close distance, I saw a large number of people fall on both sides at the same time - just this round of shooting, under the influence of distance, but caused more tragic casualties than before.

Ning Yu, who was watching the battle from a distance, was suddenly startled, and a little sneer appeared on his face, the speed of progress of these Eight Banners is fast enough, like this kind of thirty-step shooting, they have all begun to try, and they really can't underestimate this gang of people.......

In fact, Ning Yu also misunderstood, when the Eight Banners are now facing life and death, naturally a group of such elites will emerge, but these people are not really afraid of death, but the breath in their hearts has not been completely defeated.

"Get on the bayonet!"

When the two sides fired a wave of decisive shots at 30 paces, the officers of the Fu Han Army shouted loudly, they hung up the bayonets on their waists, stuck the buckles, and then flattened the muskets with bayonets, and pounced in the direction of the Eight Banners New Army in the roaring artillery fire.

And the Eight Banners New Army had long planned hand-to-hand combat, and tens of thousands of people also embraced it at the same time, and both sides almost collided together, launching fierce melee hand-to-hand combat, the sound of the collision of blades, and the sound of piercing into the human body, almost resounded, which made people shudder when they heard it.

"Kill!"

All of them looked at the enemy in front of them with blood-red eyes, and fought fiercely with their innate courage, bayonets, spears, waist knives and even teeth became their weapons, blood splattered everywhere, and everywhere you could see soldiers who died together.

Of course, not all armies have fallen into strangulation, like the Qing army still has 15,000 horses, while the Fu Han army has the grenadier battalions of various divisions, about 5,000 people, and 10,000 cavalry belonging to the Praetorian Guard division, of which nearly 3,000 are cuirassiers.

On paper, the remaining armies on both sides are about the same, but the front line is not evenly matched, there are at least 80,000 Fu Han troops, and the new army of the Eight Banners is already fighting with only 50,000 left, and according to the comparison of the combat power of the front line, the collapse of the new army and the eight banners has basically become a foregone conclusion.......

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The shouts of killing everywhere shrouded the battlefield, but the situation on the battlefield became more and more unfavorable for the Qing army, and the tens of thousands of new troops of the Eight Banners in front were pressed and beaten almost from beginning to end, and there was no way to launch a half-point counterattack.

At this time, Emperor Yongzheng, who was watching the battle, was becoming more and more gloomy, the infantry army couldn't beat the infantry army, the artillery couldn't beat it, and now even the horse army couldn't beat it......

"Your Majesty, look at this style of play, and think about it early......."

Xu Yuanmeng appeared here at an inopportune time, he knelt on the ground, his face showed a bit of despair, I was afraid that this battle would be worse than yesterday's.

Yongzheng was silent, slowly closed his eyes, and his voice was as hard as iron and stone.

"I haven't lost yet, the front line is still fighting, Xibao they haven't lost yet....... What's more, my soldiers have all gone up, and the soldiers of Ning Thief have also gone up, as long as they hold on to the end, how can there be no chance of victory? ”

Having said that, the ministers of the Military Aircraft Department present couldn't help but sigh in unison when they looked at the frontal battlefield that was obviously unbearable...... But in the current situation, is it really useful to persevere?

Xu Yuanmeng didn't dare to say anything, so he had to try to observe the situation on the battlefield, once it really reached the point of no return, even if he was desperately admonishing, he would persuade the emperor to leave the battlefield.

After all, once it really reaches the point of defeat, Yongzheng can be dangerous, if he dies on the battlefield, it's okay to say, but what if he is captured? What should the fourth elder brother who is far away in Shengjing do?

Just when everyone was silent, the hand-to-hand fighting on the battlefield became more and more fierce, the formation of the Eight Banners New Army gradually began to deform, and a large number of Eight Banners New Army began to retreat one after another, and even some people were already running towards the rear, no matter how you look at it, it is a sign of imminent rout.

Of course, the generals in the Eight Banners also led their guards to kill the deserters and stabilize the crumbling formation, but the front line could not withstand the ferocious attack of the Fu Han Army after all, and it was only a matter of time before it collapsed again......

In this outrageously brutal melee combat, the front lines of both sides are almost crowded with soldiers, and if someone breaks and flees, it means that the other side can use these gaps to outflank each other, and the defense line will completely collapse with it.

Therefore, judging from the current situation, the collapse of the Qing army is almost inevitable, it is only a matter of time, and more importantly, Yongzheng has no troops to continue to throw himself to the front, he is now facing two choices, one is to choose to withdraw the army, lead the remaining more than 10,000 cavalry directly to Xifengkou, no longer care about the life and death of the Eight Banners on the battlefield, and the other is to choose to fight to the death and smash the Yellow Dragon.

In the anxious looks of the Qing court's ministers, Yongzheng finally slowly exhaled a breath, he had actually figured it out, or there were no two answers from the beginning, he only had the choice to fight.

The reason is very simple, once Yongzheng abandons the tens of thousands of people in the Eight Banners New Army, the Eight Banners group, which already has a rift, will also completely collapse, and it will be completely disintegrated fundamentally, because this is the only remaining core elite of the Eight Banners, and each of them is involved in the core part of the Eight Banners, so to speak, the heart.

Therefore, let's fight, only if we continue to fight, can we all have a way to live.

"Ning thief is now the same as me, only the protection of his relatives remains, I think that since I want to fight, then completely strangle the enemy chieftain, and completely sweep away the troubles for me!"

Yongzheng's face was very calm, he did not hesitate at all, let alone worry at all, but the whole person completely figured it out, with a bit of categorical taste in his tone.

The rest of the Qing court ministers fell silent, of course they didn't understand what Yongzheng meant, but the madness behind this also made them feel palpitations from the heart.

Fu Ning'an knelt on the ground, his hair had a few traces of gray, and said in a deep voice: "Emperor Qi, the slave is willing to lead the iron cavalry to charge straight to the enemy chief and cut off the head of the Ning thief!" ”

Yongzheng laughed, his eyes no longer hid himself as in the past, but revealed a bit of domineering that rarely appeared on weekdays, and said coldly: "I know Ning Thief's thoughts, just like Ning Thief also understands me....... I will never die with it, and I will never die with the thief......."

"He's waiting on the other side, waiting for me to escape, waiting for me to flee here with the remnants of the army, and then continue to flee outside the gate!"

Yongzheng had a bit of madness on his face, "But I won't be like this, Daqing has escaped enough and hid enough....... I just want to rush to him with people, and even if I die, I will shoot him with an arrow! ”

Everyone fell silent, and then Xu Yuanmeng, the minister of the Military Aircraft Department, knelt on the ground and made a big salute in a dignified manner.

"Long live my emperor!"

The ministers shouted loudly, they all understood Yongzheng's thoughts, in the current situation, it is not wrong to survive, but maybe dying in battle is never a bad choice.

Yongzheng looked at everyone proudly and pulled out the long sword at his waist, and the sword body reflected a trace of coldness.

"Ministers, follow me into battle!"

.......

The Ma army in the camp of the Qing army made a huge sortie, and it did not hide from the people on the battlefield, especially the new troops of the Eight Banners who were falling into a fight, and suddenly their momentum was lifted, because they all knew that the emperor had not abandoned them and could continue to fight!

For a while, the soldiers of the Fu Han Army suddenly felt the fighting spirit of the Eight Banners, although the other party did not really bargain, but the original momentum of the imminent collapse was gradually reversed, which had to make the Fu Han Army feel a little tricky.

Ning Yu looked at the Qing army horse team from the camp through the clairvoyant mirror, and his face couldn't help but be stunned, he really didn't expect that the Qing army really dared to fight to the death....... This also made Ning Yu realize that the real key winner of today's war is actually in this Ma Army.

"It seems that Yongzheng is determined to eat Dingzhen........"

Ning Yu's voice was a little cold, originally in his plan, he only wanted to eat the tens of thousands of Eight Banners new army on the battlefield at the moment, and he didn't really have any real thoughts about the remaining horse army of the other party, but Yongzheng's move made him a little interested.

Ning Zhongyi bowed slightly, held the clairvoyant mirror with both hands and glanced at it a few times, before he said softly: "According to the original estimate, our army will take the new army of the Eight Banners today, even if the remaining more than 10,000 horse troops of Yongzheng come to attack me, there will only be no return." There was a lot of confidence in his tone.

The reason is also very simple, for today's Fu Han army, there are too many hole cards that can be used in their hands, not to mention the 5,000 grenadier battalions gathered together, let's just say that Ning Chu has 10,000 cavalry, he will not worry about Yongzheng's horse army at all, let alone those rocket troops that have been prepared.

That's right, there are still 2,500 rockets in the current camp, these rockets were originally prepared for Yongzheng's horse army, and if they really want to be completely defeated, at least half of his current more than 10,000 horse troops will have to die, and when the time comes, in front of the cavalry and grenadier battalions of the Fu Han army, what threat will the Qing army's horse team have?

When both sides were ready for the strongest blow, Gao Chengjie, who was standing on the front battlefield, was already covered in blood, the bayonet in his original hand had been thrown away, replaced with a horse chopping knife, and he was wantonly slashed in the Qing army, and there were seven or eight wounds on his body, which was extremely hideous, but at this time on the battlefield, it was nothing at all.

"Kill! Fight the enemy! ”

Gao Chengjie was holding a long knife, with a little excitement on his face, because there was a very shocking scene in front of him, which was hundreds of rockets, which were slowly rising into the air........