After the explosion of this round of grenades, the Qing army almost lost about 1,000 infantry, and due to the obstruction of the explosion, the Qing army was in a big mess, and it had long lost its previous formation and began to scatter.

Seeing that the momentum of the Qing infantry that had already rushed up had been greatly reduced, Sun Yingyuan immediately drew his sword and shouted: "Brothers, draw your sword and kill the Tartar!" Kill! ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

The war drums were beating, the military flags were waving, and the musketeers of the Yongwei battalion put their guns behind their backs, drew their swords, and followed the shield soldiers and pikemen in the front row to press forward to the Qing army amid the overwhelming shouts.

At this time, except for the artillery and the Donggong guards, everyone else in the Yongwei battalion rushed forward, and the two armies immediately twisted together and started a fierce white-knuckle battle.

This was the first time that the Yongwei Battalion had engaged in a large-scale white-knuckle battle with the Qing army on the battlefield since it became an army, although the Qing army was a veteran of a hundred battles, not only well-equipped, but also very experienced in combat.

But the soldiers of the Yongwei Battalion are not bad, most of them are the elite of the Nine Sides, and they have undergone strict training in military fighting skills, and their armor is more sophisticated than that of the Qing army.

Coupled with the suppression of the front of the Yongwei battalion, they can't help but surge in momentum, and now the number of people is not less than that of the Qing army, and the courage has doubled.

The pikemen and shield soldiers cooperated with each other, and the big knives slashed at the devil's head, only to kill the Qing soldiers who fell to the ground on their backs.

Army fighting techniques are not simply bare-handed fighting techniques, but can use everything available around them, including weapons, and every move and style contains the powerful power of defeating the enemy with one blow.

Military fighting is a kind of fighting technique that has evolved in warfare for thousands of years, and it is an indispensable and important part of modern military training in later generations, which is far stronger than imagined.

The soldiers on both sides behaved very bravely, almost without any cover, spears and broadswords were all used to stab and slash, and many soldiers were almost stabbed at the same time as the enemy, and they were also pierced by the spears of the enemy next to them.

The battle of the entire middle lane infantry was extremely tragic, and the bloody battle in the era of cold weapons was thousands of times more cruel and terrifying than what was seen in the film and television!

This is not a game, it is not a drill, you can start over when you die, death and disability here are real, there is no chance to make mistakes, death means end!

Standing on the high ground, Zhu Cihong could clearly see the situation on all fronts, especially the fierce situation in the middle battlefield, which could be seen more intuitively.

The tall Xu Sheng wanted to rush forward with a silver hammer to kill the enemy, but his duty was to protect the crown prince and he couldn't leave for a moment.

Seeing the fierce fighting in the field, Xu Sheng's eyes were red, and he grabbed a drummer next to him, and personally beat the big drum, his voice was like a bell, shouting: "Kill the slave!" ”

In the passionate sound of war drums, the spears in front of the Yongwei battalion stabbed wildly, and the long knives slashed back and forth, and nearly 10,000 troops on both sides crowded on this unknown hillside, and there was very little room to play, except for stabbing or stabbing, except for cutting or chopping!

Under the scorching sun, the thick smell of blood spread, and the hot blood continued to flow from each other's warriors, soaking the dry land.

At the gap where the Yongwei battalion was broken away, a large number of Qing soldiers with white flags and heavy armor continued to pour in, and their faces were full of hideousness.

When the battle was at a fever pitch, Sun Yingyuan, the general of the new battalion and the supervisor of the Yongwei battalion, rushed into a gap crowded with the Qing army with a heavy glaive knife.

Sun Yingyuan brandished the glaive knife and opened and closed, and everywhere he went, he was invincible.

"Die!" Sun Yingyuan roared angrily, and the heavy glaive sword slashed down, and in front of him, a fierce white flag armor Lazhangjing, the weapon in his hand was chopped off.

The Glaive Knife, which weighed dozens of catties, slashed down, and the blood mist of this armor Lazhangjing and his helmet splashed with blood, and his head was split in an instant.

Seeing that the general was so brave, the brave guards of the battalion were greatly invigorated, and they followed closely and shouted to kill the enemy. The musketeers of the Brave Guard Battalion followed closely behind the pikemen and shield men with swords, shouting wildly to fill the gap.

Soldiers on both sides kept falling, and people kept coming up.

This kind of tragic scene of flesh and blood made Zhu Cihong's heart tremble, although he couldn't bear it in his heart, he couldn't tolerate the slightest soft-heartedness.

The battlefield is like this, when it is time to fight hard, you have to fight hard, knowing that you want the soldiers to go up and send them to death, but you must also send the soldiers up.

Not only the infantry in the middle fought very fiercely, but also in the battle between the cavalry on both wings, it was also extremely tragic.

The superb horsemanship and bravery of the cavalry of the Eight Banners Army made it very difficult for the cavalry of the Yongwei Battalion to fight, and when the number of people was about the same, the Yongwei Battalion did not get any benefits.

Similarly, the cavalry of the Eight Banners Army was also quite shocked, over the years, the cavalry of the Ming Army they had encountered was only difficult to bite the Ning Iron Cavalry, but they didn't expect that there was also a difficult cavalry near the Ming Kingdom Beijing Division.

Huang Degong rode a war horse and held an iron whip in the chaos of the army as if he was in a no-man's land, seeing him so brave, some Qing soldiers in the rear army set up bows and arrows, and the arrows shot at Huang Degong like raindrops.

Huang Degong's war horse was shot with a few arrows and fell to the ground, he took advantage of the situation to make a donkey roll on the ground, and then ran to a deserted war horse not far away, turned over and avoided the next round of arrow rain.

One of the brave soldiers in the Qing army rushed towards Huang Degong with a big lance, and Huang Degong turned back to fight when he heard the sound, and rushed towards this Jia Lazhangjing with a loud shout.

This Jia Lazhangjing smiled cruelly, and stabbed Huang Degong fiercely with a big lance in his hand through his war horse.

When the horses were staggered, Huang Degong shouted angrily, suddenly grabbed his big lance and pulled it into his arms, pulling the Jia Lazhangjing and the horse to the ground, and then drove the horse back and whipped his head.

Huang Degong spat at this Jia Lazhang Jing, scolded the rookie with a smile, and then continued to kill dozens of Qing soldiers who rushed towards him.

Huang Degong's bravery shocked the Qing soldiers around him, and his roar was like thunder and lightning, and no one dared to step forward in the Qing army that surrounded him as a big fish.

At this time, some of the cavalry of the Eight Banners Army had already broken through the cavalry defense line of the Yongwei Battalion and rushed into the military formation of the Yongwei Battalion, and the situation was even more tragic. Seeing this, Huang Degong hurriedly rode his horse and galloped, returning to the Yongwei camp to kill these Qing cavalry.

The fierce battle lasted for nearly an hour, and the soldiers of the Yongwei Battalion and the Eight Banners Army continued to fall on the battlefield, the soldiers were soaked with sweat and their armor was stained with blood.

Zhu Cihong and Yanguli are gritting their teeth and persevering, to see who lasts to the end, the more they get to the end, the more they can decide the victory, as long as one side can't bear to take the lead in retreating, then they will face a more tragic pursuit from the other party.

At this time, the artillery commander in the rear army of the Yongwei battalion reported to Zhu Cihong that the artillery had all cooled down. It's just that in the current situation, it is no longer possible to use artillery, the enemy is too close, and firing artillery will hit his own people.

Zhu Cihong held a telescope to check the surrounding situation, and suddenly, he found Yanguli in the distance.

Yanguli's flag was large, waving in the wind on a high ground a mile away.

Zhu Cihong pointed in the direction where Yanguli was and said, "All the Hongyi cannons, adjust the distance, and give me a fierce bombardment of the general flag on the mountain over there!" Smash them! ”

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Huang Degong's combat effectiveness is not blown, and it is recorded in the "History of the Ming Dynasty": get on the horse and raise an iron whip, fly the arrow and rain it, and ride on the horse. There are Xiao riding and dancing lances straight forward, shouting for merit, fighting, coercing its lance and slashing it, and everyone and horses are smashed. Dozens of people were killed, jumping into the ruins, roaring like thunder, and the pursuers did not dare to enter, so they galloped to the army and were spared.

It's just that here I replaced his opponent with a Qing soldier......