Zhu Cihong looked ahead calmly, and Huang Taiji in the Qing army formation was also looking forward to it.

Seeing this group of two Tartars leaping forward, Sun Yingyuan shouted violently: "The whole army listens to the order and prepares to fire!" ”

"Kill!"

A row of thousands of Tianwu Army musket arrays roared in unison, and everyone stepped forward and clenched the muskets in their hands tightly, waiting for the next big show of majesty.

A few months ago, Geng Zhongming's Tianyou Army fought with the Tianwu Army's musket array by the Xiaoling River, and the two sides were abused when they were shooting, at this time when he heard the killing sound from the Tianwu Army, he suddenly woke up, remembering that this was the prelude to the Tianwu Army preparing to fire, and he hurriedly shouted: "Quick, shoot!" ”

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! Smack......"

The scattered sound of firecrackers sounded, and the firecrackers of the Han army flag shot in a panic, obviously not knowing why King Huaishun suddenly ordered to fire in advance, which seemed to be different from the previous training system.

After a round of going down, the first row of the Tianwu Army fell hundreds of people in an instant, if it weren't for the distance between the Han Army's flag and firecrackers, and they didn't form a salvo, I'm afraid the casualties would be even greater.

After the front row was killed and wounded, the back row quickly made up for it, and no one in the Tianwu army flinched, still continuing to advance according to the sound of drums.

After marching another thirty steps, when Sun Yingyuan saw that the second round of shooting of the Han Army Flag was almost loaded, he immediately shouted: "Stop!" ”

"Aim!"

"Fire!"

Commanding the flow of clouds, the Tianwu Army's musket array moved in one go, picked up the muskets that had already been loaded, aimed them at the front, and pulled the trigger.

Geng Zhongming just wanted to give the order for the second round of shooting, only to hear an explosion on the opposite side, and the smoke was surging, and then looked at his own people, the front row instantly fell down, and some bannermen of the Han Army Banner who were not killed were struggling on the ground in pain.

"Second row on top, quick!" Geng Zhongming shouted hurriedly, as if he was racing against time.

He was scared by the Tianwu Army last time, and knew that once the Tianwu Army's musket array fired, the fire below would be endless, and their loading speed was much higher than that of their Han Army Banner Firearms, so could they do it without hurrying.

The second round of salvo fire of the Tianwu Army was fired again, and a large amount of gunpowder smoke immediately filled the entire front.

Thousands of lead bullets spewed out of the chamber of the gun, and a series of screams immediately came out from the opposite side, and nearly a thousand Han gunners just raised their guns and fell inexplicably, and when they came to their senses, they were already struggling and wailing on the ground, and more people had been beaten to death on the spot.

There was a commotion in the position of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, Geng Zhongming and other officers desperately pressed the bullets, and the vacated positions were also filled from behind, and finally organized a round of shooting again, but the number of people who were replenished was not as large as the number of people who fell.

The tactic of four rows of rotational shooting, Geng Zhongming has also been trained in the Han Army Banner, hoping to find a place on the battlefield one day, but he didn't expect that the opponent's loading speed is ridiculously fast, and he is advancing while fighting, after the first row is finished, the second row advances three steps, and the four rows advance more than a dozen steps in one round, if there are a few more rounds, the Tianwu Army will stand in front of him and shoot.

This completely fatal style of play is even more terrifying than the last time he encountered counter-shooting, it was already difficult for Geng Zhongming to train firearms to shoot, if the willpower of the firearms of the Han Army Banner was poor, it would have collapsed long ago.

Now that the Tianwu Army is slowly advancing, pressing step by step, and the more accurate it is, the bannermen of the Han Army Banner are also dying more and more after their round of salvos, and the pressure is increasing exponentially.

Especially when the distance is fifty steps, the two sides are equivalent to shooting face to face, which is a great test of willpower, and generally few people dare to play so unafraid of death, but the fire soldiers of the Tianwu Army are like having a problem with their brains, and the war drums behind them are a few steps forward, and none of them retreat.

"What a wicked sect!" Geng Zhongming wiped the sweat from his forehead and cursed, panicking in his heart.

The firecrackers of the Tianwu Army kept falling, but they still did not have a chaotic formation, on the other hand, looking at their own firecracker array, not only were they almost dead, but the formation was long gone, like a mass of scattered sand piled together, and some people even threw the firecrackers and hid behind their teammates.

If it weren't for the large group of Manchurian soldiers with bows and arrows standing behind them, the firecrackers of the Han army flag would not know how many miles they would have run out......

Geng Zhongming himself was too, he turned his head many times to look at the location of Huang Taiji on the shore, and waited for the order to withdraw the army with great anxiety, but he couldn't wait.

The gunfire continued, and the two sides were still firing at each other, and a large number of corpses and wounded were lying in the formations of both sides, and blood stained the ground beneath their feet.

The medical soldiers of the Tianwu Army quickly came and went to the battlefield, carrying away the wounded soldiers to rescue the wounded, and the wounded soldiers of the Han Army Banner were not so lucky, so they could only lie on the ground and wait for death.

Zhu Cihong looked at the soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty who still did not retreat, and sighed: "I have to say that the soldiers led by Kong Youde and Geng Zhongming, these traitors, are very good, and they have not been defeated until now, but it is a pity that they have forgotten their ancestors, aided and abused, and my Ming Dynasty is the enemy, and the Tianwu Army is the enemy, and they are destined to have only a dead end!" ”

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

“......”

There were bursts of gunfire from the musket array of the Tianwu Army, and the smoke had already drowned out the musket array, and the musketeers could not even see the situation outside, but they still lined up their guns in turn according to the order.

There was a howl in the Han army's flag array, the front row was almost swept away, and in the chaos, a large number of two Tartars rolled to the ground, screaming in pain, and the bannermen in the back had fled.

The routs screamed and rushed to the Hunhe River, but in despair they saw the Manchurian soldiers in front of them, and shot feather arrows at them mercilessly, and suddenly a scream sounded on the wild field on the bank of the river.

The routs were stunned, and suddenly a firecracker of the Han army banner shouted: "Lao Tzu has fought so hard until now, and you fucking still won't let us retreat!" ”

"You sons of dogs, die!"

As he spoke, he raised his firearm and aimed it at a Blue Flag Manchurian soldier not far in front of him, and pulled the trigger fiercely.

The other Han army banner firecrackers were also angry, and they all loaded the medicine and dared to dare the Manchurian soldiers in turn.

Seeing that this group of minions actually dared to fight back, Haoge, the owner of the Blue Banner, immediately said angrily: "Shoot them, shoot these minions to this king!" ”

Haoge is not blindly brainless, as a leading general, he knows very well that the rout of the army is a very serious matter, and he can't figure out that his blue flag formation will be broken by this group of minions, and he will be served by the Tianwu army that catches up behind.

The generals understand these truths, but the soldiers don't understand, the iron men of the Han Army Banner thought that these dog-day Manchurian soldiers were targeting them, plus the previous exploitation and suppression, the fire soldiers of the Han Army Banner were even more new and old accounts together, and they took revenge on the spot.

However, the rout of the army is the rout, and it is not at all as systematic as before, and the fire guns of the Han army flag were pressed and beaten by the archers of the Manchurian soldiers, and under the bursts of feather arrows, they were killed and wounded.

Seeing his carefully trained firecrackers fall one by one, Geng Zhongming was distressed, and he shouted: "Don't fight, the Tianwu Army is coming, retreat from both wings!" ”

It was only at this time that the Han army woke up, hurriedly threw away the heavy fire gun and ran to the wings.

Haoge looked at the chaotic Han Army Banner Nikan with a pale face, and saw the steady progress of the Tianwu Army, so he had to order under his blue flag: "The whole army meets the enemy!" They must not be allowed to cross the Hun! ”

On the north bank of the Hunhe River is Shengjing, if the Tianwu army is allowed to cross the Hunhe River, Shengjing will definitely not be able to hold it.

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