Wu Zheng's words were beyond everyone's expectations, which made Dolgon and the others' faces gradually soften.

Even Chen Zilong and the others gradually breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, this matter is indeed too ridiculous, it can be regarded as a blessing to end like this, endure the humiliation for a while, and the husband will do it.

Wu Zheng said loudly: "Election Candidate, step forward!" ”

A "bang" sounded the sound of rubbing the hem of the lichen, and when I looked closely, the thirty musketeers did not move.

But everyone's faces changed drastically, because only when all thirty people took a step would it make people feel that they were not moving.

Rao is Wu Zheng was ruthless, and he didn't feel choked, he asked hoarsely: "Fight?" ”

"Fight!"

"No regrets?"

"No regrets!"

"Then fight!" Wu Zheng pulled his feet together, his right hand was across his chest, and he was as straight as a spear.

"Click" sounded again with the sound of rubbing the hem of the clothes, and the movements of the thirty musketeers were uniform, just like Wu Zheng.

This is a military salute only for musketeers in military schools.

Even in the four bathrooms have not yet been implemented.

This kind of fearless momentum infected every official of the Yixing Dynasty, Qian Sule's old eyes were full of tears, and he said: "In his lifetime, the old man can still see the Ming army so tiger, and there is no regret when he dies today!" ”

Chen Zilong subconsciously stepped forward and said in Wu Zheng's ear: "Such a warrior, dying here in vain, is really not worth it!" Zhen Guogong thought twice. ”

Wu Zheng ignored Chen Zilong, and after holding this posture for ten breaths, he shouted: "Go!" This duke and the princes of the court are here to see you off! ”

"Whoa!"

Thirty soldiers then dispersed and got busy.

They were methodically constructing improvised fortifications.

The two soldiers marched forward in unison, thirty-five paces, from the queue, and began to make a mark, which was to set the distance between the horse blocking post and the fence.

This distance is the result of careful calculations by the officers and men of the military academy.

Because within thirty-five paces, for the cavalry, it was a blink of an eye, and the musketeers had no time to reload and shoot again, and the time of thirty royal steps was only enough time for the musketeers to insert their short swords into the barrels.

Bai Yintu quietly approached Dolgon and said, "Lord, do you want to stop the Ming army from setting up horse blocking posts?" ”

Dolgon was so angry that he lost his temper, and he shouted at Baiyintu: "The southern barbarians dare to use infantry against my heavy armored iron cavalry, don't my iron cavalry dare to let them put a few wooden stakes?" ”

Frightened, Bai Yintu said yes again and again.

Dorgon took a long breath, then lowered his voice and said fiercely, "Inherit the king's order...... Not a single one to stay! ”

……。

Dolgon's words were not an exaggeration.

In fact, those present, whether they were Qing court officials or Yixing Dynasty officials, knew in their hearts that the final outcome of this showdown would be.

This is a matchup with no suspense.

No matter what the musketeers did or what obstacles they set up, they could not stop the charge of the heavy cavalry.

Fight, you will die!

But everyone's hearts were shaken by the orderly preparation of the thirty musketeers.

It is not too surprising that a soldier dares to die.

Dorgon was confident, and all the iron horsemen under his command dared to die.

But to be methodical in the face of impending death, this is beyond the scope of daring to die, which makes Dorgon's face not get better.

So much so that he finally opened his mouth to Wu Zheng: "The sword has no eyes, and this king can't bear to let these warriors die unexpectedly...... If the prince of Zhenguo stops at this time, it will be too late. ”

Wu Zheng smiled brightly, "Thank you Lord Regent for your kindness." If the Manchu Qing Dynasty retreats outside the border from then on, not only can these warriors not die, but more warriors in the world will not have to die, including the warriors of the Eight Banners. ”

Dorgon said angrily, "Do you really think that they can stop the king's iron horse? Let me tell you, this king's iron cavalry can wipe them out with a single charge! ”

Wu Zheng was nodding, "Very likely." But they chose to die standing rather than live on their knees, and their fathers had no choice. The Regent may be able to wipe out thirty musketeers in one turn today, but when 30,000 musketeers appear in front of the Regent, shouldn't the Regent think about who will be wiped out! ”

Dorgon snorted angrily and flicked his sleeves and walked back.

He felt that he seemed to be wrong, this move not only did not humiliate Wu Zheng and Yixing Dynasty, but became an adult.

Dolgon knew that as long as the Ming army responded to the battle, whether it was won or lost, the blood of the thirty musketeers would make the morale of the Ming army even stronger.

Thirty iron cavalry against thirty musketeers, for themselves, victory, there is nothing to boast about, but if they really lose, I am afraid that this face will be lost.

The same hatred and hatred can be clearly felt from the negotiation envoys of the Yixing Dynasty.

The Han people are united because of this.

It felt so bad that it made Dorgon want to kill.

At this time, Yue Le stepped forward and whispered a few words in Dolgon's ear.

Dolgon's face immediately relaxed, and he said to Yue Le: "Okay! Just do as you say. If this is done, the king will not blame you for the past. ”

Yue Le's face was not happy, but he still bowed down and thanked: "Thank you Regent for being magnanimous, I'll go and prepare." ”

……。

Half an hour later, the two sides finished preparing for battle.

Thirty musketeers were divided into three rows, the first of which was divided into 1, 3, 5, 7, 9...... Half squat, second row with 2, 4, 6, 8, 10...... Standing, 3rd row 1, 3, 5, 7, 9...... Stand on the pony.

Three miles away, thirty heavily armored cavalry, already mounted with the help of auxiliaries.

Officials from both sides lined up on both sides of the platform, each looking at the two armies in front of them with deep thoughts.

At the sound of a heavy drumbeat, the heavy cavalry began to accelerate.

The interval of three miles was only a distance of three minutes in front of the heavy cavalry.

In the face of the heavy cavalry charge, the musketeers stood still, and the officials of the Yixing Dynasty pinched a cold sweat for them.

Among these people, there are also those who have seen the drills of the Shenji Battalion, one of the three major battalions of the Ming Dynasty.

When the Shenji battalion faced the enemy, the musketeers were in front, and the infantry and cavalry were behind.

During the battle, as long as the two sides approached within 300 paces (about half a mile), the Shenji battalion retreated to both sides after a round of firing, and stepped forward with infantry and cavalry to replenish their swords.

Regardless of the range and accuracy, of course, this is not a waste of ammunition by the Shenji Battalion, shooting beyond the range, because after shooting, the projectile is still charging forward during the flight time, plus the potential energy of the collision between the two sides, so the projectile can actually get the enemy horse, but the power will naturally be much smaller, after all, the end of the strong crossbow, not to mention the accuracy.

The rigidity of musket tactics reduced the power of muskets to a very unbearable level. And the Qing army encountered many battles with muskets, so it was natural to come up with many ways to deal with it.

This tactic of the Ming army has not changed since Zhu Di formed the Shenji Battalion and continued until the Qing army entered the customs.

But now, it is surprising that the musketeers did not move even when the heavy cavalry charge had accelerated to a distance of half a mile.