Chapter 147: Desire After Victory (Fourth Update, Asking for Subscription)

Interesting!

After witnessing Shen Bao's methodical use of troops, Zhu Guoqiang couldn't help but praise lightly in his heart.

In history, Shen Bao has always been the deputy general of Liu Liangzuo's army, and he was also quite active after the Qing Dynasty.

However, it was only the first battle, and he knew that he had given full play to his strengths, and used the car formation, artillery, muskets and even ropes to make the Manchu cavalry suffer a big loss, such a strain ability was not what Chen Wushu and them had, after all, people like Shen Bao were torn out of the battle array.

This man is like a hound, the key is to use him well, and if he is used well, he is not a good hound.

Just like this battle, he seems to be conservative with soldiers, but it is indeed commendable to use soldiers.

"Lord Shizi, do you want to order the swift battalion to pursue?"

said to Chen Wudi's suggestion, to which Zhu Guoqiang just smiled.

"No, this battle is just a small test, send a signal, let the cavalry pursue, tell them not to fight, we have to entangle the main force of Abatai......"

Although the order was not to fight, the cavalry that pursued the fleeing enemy still pursued from the flank of the Qing cavalry, and they galloped like a tide to the flank of the Qing army, pursued them at close range with muskets, and then fled to one side like a tide, wave after wave, endlessly.

Every time the wave rose, hundreds of bullets would whizz into the Qing cavalry, piercing through their iron armor and splashing strings of dazzling blood.

When they fled to the side, those Qing troops who suffered losses, immediately instinctively scattered and fled, and gave the Ming cavalry the opportunity to be reckless, only to see them divided into small units, a cluster in the east, a cluster in the west, in a place dozens of steps away from the Qing army's scattered cavalry, with a fire gun to "beat", bullets kept hitting the cavalry or war horses, such a tear killing, is the Qing cavalry can not be guarded against, when they want to use bows and arrows to fight back, the other party has gone away, they want to use knives and guns to close the horse battle, but the Ming army kept a distance from them, It's like kraft candy sticking to them.

After more than an hour of pursuit, the Qing cavalry was exhausted from the pursuit, and many of the horses were even foaming at the mouth of the blood.

"Damn Ming Dog these days!"

Finally, Battle, who could no longer stand this style of play, turned his horse sharply, and in the face of the pursuing Ming cavalry, he threw the iron helmet on his head aside, and then grabbed the long spear with great strength.

"Baturu of the Great Qing Dynasty! Kill! โ€

Kicking the horse's belly with both legs, the tired war horse rushed towards it again, and the dozens of horsemen around Battle were all like him, lying on the horse's back, holding a horse pistol, and launched a counter-charge against the pursuing Ming army with great momentum.

Once upon a time, more than once, with such an impact, they crushed the resistance of the Ming army and broke their will, but today, their charge is desperate.

Despair!

Compared to Battle's desperation, Sun Chengang, who led a team of cavalry in pursuit, had a smile on his face.

"Be careful, don't let them get close!"

No hand-to-hand combat!

This is the principle of musketeers, once they get caught in hand-to-hand combat, it is very likely that they will suffer, so keep a suitable distance and give full play to the role of muskets, this is the combat principle of musketeers.

At the moment when the two sides were about to collide head-on, the Ming cavalry suddenly flashed to both sides and gave way to the Qing cavalry, and at the same time, they pulled the trigger, and for a while, the bullets rained down......

A moment later, Battle, who fell off his horse, looked left and right in despair, the wounded war horses beside him let out a miserable wail, and several ownerless war horses roamed on the battlefield, on the snow, the wounded wounded soldiers moaned from time to time, and cursed the cunning of the Ming army in their mouths.

Defeated!

The defeat was so miserable, from foot combat to horse fighting, the more than 1,000 cavalry under his command were completely powerless to fight back.

When he saw the galloping Ming cavalry, he wanted to stand up, but he couldn't stand up at all. He wanted to pick up a spear and stab the other party, but he couldn't lift the heavy spear.

As the horse passed him, he saw a white shadow pass by his eyes, and then he felt as if he was floating, spinning in the air......

It was like a free hunt, and at the end of the battle, the cavalry jubilantly drew their sabers and galloped across the battlefield, counting the remnants of the enemy with their sabers, dragging the head pole in the air as they slashed, and then fell to the snow.

At the end of the battle, only fragments of corpses are left on the battlefield......

When the cavalry made the final pursuit of the scattered Qing army, the officers and soldiers of the swift battalion cleaned up the battlefield on the battlefield where the smoke of gunpowder dissipated, and they took out a lot of silver from the corpses of the Qing armyโ€”in addition to silver ingots and broken silver, there were also many bracelets, rings, and hairpins, all of which they had looted. Now it has become a trophy for the warriors, and the discovery of the silver has inspired the warriors to clean up the battlefield, and they happily clean the battlefield, looking for all the weapons they can get.

Niu Jinxing, as the captain, of course, did not need to clean the battlefield himself, and the soldiers under his command sent a handful of silver, including silver ingots, bracelets, and hairpins, all of which were stained with blackened blood.

Staring at the dried blood stains on the silver, Niu Jinxing's face changed, and he could imagine how these things were obtained, they were snatched by Dongyu with a knife......

Just when Niu Jinxing's heart was stirring up waves because of this, he saw a group of cavalry guards in the distance and several banners coming.

"The prince is here!"

Seeing that the prince was coming, Shen Bao hurriedly shouted loudly.

"Hurry, hurry, assemble, team, team......"

The soldiers who have been almost cleaned up on the battlefield have all reassembled and lined up, and the speed of their movements is beyond people's imagination, after all, the fear of the prince has long been engraved into their bones.

Breathing in the residual smell of gunpowder smoke on the battlefield, Zhu Guoqiang looked at the officers and soldiers of the entire swift battalion standing in front with a smile on his face.

"The last general will see the prince of the world!"

Different from the panic when he first saw the prince, Shen Bao's expression looked a little proud when he saw the prince again.

"Won?"

"Back to the world's words, it all depends on the soldiers' lives to repel the captives!"

"To win is to win, what is repulsion! Why don't you even have the ambition to show off, take out the ambition of beating Jiannu just now! โ€

Although it seems to be a reprimand, but the reprimand of the prince of the world is exchanged for everyone's laughter.

In the laughter of everyone, Zhu Guoqiang looked at those soldiers, and in their happy smiling faces, he also saw the desire - that desire was not for victory, but for the silver!