"Hahaha, this is fooled!"

Dolong, the first Manchurian warrior sitting on a maza, laughed out loud again.

"It's still Zhang Jing who uses soldiers like a god!" Geng Zhongming suggested on the side, "It's better to kill them for a while before they have a stable foothold, and don't let Lao Zhangjing's Zhengbai Banner Manchurian warriors attack, let the old man's Han army fight." ”

"No hurry, no hurry." Doron shook his head, "Let's save up our horsepower first, and then fight when they're all ashore!" ”

"Zhang Jing wants to annihilate the Zhu thief in one go, right? The old man admires it! ”

"Lord Wang, Baya Lama Zhangjing, the Zhu thief seems to have dispatched a lot of firecrackers!" One of Geng Zhongming's subordinates, Niu Lu Zhangjing, reported loudly at this time, he was holding a monocular, riding on a tall horse, and was looking intently at the dock four or five hundred paces away. There are buildings on the dock and goods stacked together to lean on. The Ming army and soldiers who went ashore first began to deploy with the help of these buildings and goods, which was actually quite organized.

"Musketeers?" Geng Zhongming laughed out loud when he heard this, "Fire Soldiers? Hahaha...... Isn't that a death sentence? Zhang Jing, it seems that we have won this battle! ”

Duolong's face was also beaming, and he nodded and said, "The fire soldiers of the Zhu thief are indeed not worth mentioning...... But we also have to be careful, after all, we are in a hurry, and we don't have time to build a shield car to resist the projectiles. ”

"Zhang Jing," Geng Zhongming took the opportunity to ask for war again, "Why don't you let the old man's Han army test one or two?" ”

Temptation or something, it's just an excuse. His real idea is to take a head start to make up for the losses he suffered in the battle of the pontoon bridge before.

"No need," Doron smiled, "the prince's men have contributed a lot in the battle of the pontoon, and now it's time for the warriors of the white flag to go up." ”

When he said this, Geng Zhongming suddenly turned red, and he didn't dare to ask for war anymore.

"Lord Wang, Baya Laxu Zhangjing, Zhu Thief and a lot of pikemen!" Zhang Jing, who was in the Yellow Flag Han Army, made a new discovery.

"The pikemen protect the musketeers...... It's a bit of a sight to behold! The first Manchurian warrior had already fought from Mazha, holding his arms, looking at the Ming army with a smile, and did not order his Manchurian warriors to take advantage of the enemy's formation to rush first.

Maybe in his opinion, no matter what kind of formation the Ming army puts up or, it is a stack of small dishes for the Eight Banners.

The question now is how many Ming troops can get off the ship. And is that Zhu Ming's crown prince dare to get off the boat?

Geng Zhongming also shifted his gaze from the Ming army array that was taking shape to Zhu Cihong's six dragon banners. When the Ming army's pikemen first appeared, he was still a little careful. However, it soon discovered that one of the Achilles' heels of the Ming formation was that the pikemen were divided into two wings, and the muskets were concentrated in the center. Moreover, the formation of the firecrackers was too thin, there were only three rows in total, and the first row of them was still loose and sloppy, and it was not a formation. The second and third rows are too dense, almost side by side.

At a glance, this formation was known to be laid out by a layman, and it was difficult for the pikemen lined up on the two flanks to cover the musketeers in the middle. And the firecrackers themselves could neither fight hand-to-hand, nor could they withstand the impact of the Manchurian iron cavalry. And why put a loose line of musketeers in front of two dense rows of musketeers?

In addition, it is difficult to reload ammunition with two rows of musketeers lined up side by side - the fire rope of the musketeers can ignite the powder that drifts out when the musketeers are filled with gunpowder canisters, causing accidents.

"The dragon flag has moved!" Niu Lu Zhangjing, who was in the Yellow Flag Han Army, suddenly shouted.

"If you move, you're going to die!" The Manchurian warrior Duolong smiled, "Marseille, you bring 300 dead soldiers to take the lead!" ”

The Marseille named by him is a Niu Lu Zhangjing with a white flag, surnamed Wusu, and an uncle named Qi Chongge, who is a confidant of Dolgon and a scholar of the Hongwen Academy. Duolong handed over the head formation to him, which was to sell Qi Chongge a big favor. Not to mention capturing or beheading Zhu Cihong, even if he can win the banner of Zhu Cihong, it will be a great merit.

Marseille asked: "Baya Lama Zhangjing, do you shoot at them with heavy arrows, or do you charge directly into battle?" ”

The Qing soldiers were not afraid of firearms, and they themselves had a lot of firearms; Second, they also have a trick, which is to use the shield cart to cover the archers' approach, and then use the bow and arrow to consume the opponent. But today, Duolong and Geng Zhongming came to attack and did not carry a shield car. And because they set off in a heavy rain, they didn't even bring firearms—and even if they did, most of them would not have been able to fire because of the dampness of the gunpowder.

Duolong smiled and said: "You don't have to get off your horse and shoot on foot, there is no shield car cover, and many warriors will be killed and injured by foot shooting!" Besides, our bowstrings are full of water, and we can't use our strength, so let's rush straight into battle! He paused, "Don't worry about anything else, just stare at the six dragon flags and charge!" As long as you can grab the flag, it's a great achievement! ”

"Order!"

"Lord Wang!" Duolong said to Geng Zhongming again, "I will lead the sharp soldiers to attack, and Lord Lao will lead the Han army of the Yellow Banner to suppress the formation, and you must be careful of the Zhu thief soldiers and horses in Dagukou City to attack." ”

"Zhang Jing rest assured, it's all wrapped up in the old man." Geng Zhongming scolded his mother in his heart, but he still had to hold Duolong in his face, who made his family a real tartar?

Just as Duolong and Geng Zhongming began to arrange their troops, the Ming army on the opposite side suddenly let out a deafening cheer.

"Emperor Taizu Gao is reincarnated, and he is invincible tomorrow!"

Both Doron and Marseille knew Chinese, but when they heard it, they just smiled at each other.

It's a lot loud, but what's your formation? At first glance, he is a layman, and he is invincible in the world......

"Marseille," said Doron, "rushes when he hears the trumpet, and there is no advance or retreat, and he crushes them in a moment!" ”

"Scum!"

Marseille replied loudly. He looked at the Ming army three or four hundred steps away, and he couldn't wait to charge, just that thin fire gun horizontal team, didn't it break through in one rush?

At this time, hundreds of cavalrymen appeared behind the fire gun horizontal team, all wearing iron armor, surrounded by the dragon banner of Prince Zhu Ming, the banner of the three armies and the flag of the reincarnation of Emperor Taizu Gao. Although these ironclad cavalry are a bit eye-catching, they are not in the place. Get too close to those firecrackers, and once they are routed, they will storm the cavalry array. Moreover, it takes some distance for the cavalry to accelerate, but this group of cavalry is almost next to the firecrackers. Once the firecrackers are defeated, they simply can't rush up.

Such a formation is simply a layman's style of play, and Doron and Marseille just want to laugh when they look at it.

"Woo ......"

The horn of the offensive has been sounded. I saw that Marseille, who was a little short and fat, grabbed the reins with one hand, pulled out his waist knife with the other, and shouted: "Manchurian warriors, follow me!" Pierce through the firecrackers in front of you! ”

Then he stepped forward, took the lead in leading the elite of more than 500 two hundred banners under his command, and rushed towards the three rows of Ming soldiers four or five hundred paces ahead, without any hesitation or worry.

The Ming army's firecrackers are a joke, either blowing up the chamber or shooting indiscriminately, and the guy in his hand is not much stronger than the burning stick. If there were 1,500 pikemen in front of him, Marseille would not dare to rush hard, but the firecrackers would ...... It's not worth mentioning!

He scrambled his horses and rushed into the enemy's ranks, his ears filled with the rumbling of hooves and the strange cries of the Manchurian warriors.

The Ming army in front of them was getting closer and closer, but it was a bit unexpected by Marseille, they did not fire the guns from a distance because of fear, let alone have the intention of running away, they still stood there steadily.

Looks a bit powerful! Just when Marseille was vigilant, the first row of musketeers in front of him had already fired the turtledove's foot firearms in their hands one after another.

It's not a salvo, but one after another, and when it's over, it's a rabble!

Marseille was not shot, nor did he notice how many of his comrades were knocked off his horse by the heavy bullet of the powerful turtledove's foot firebolt, and he didn't even pay much attention to the wailing of the war horse and the miserable screams of the people—how can there be immortals in war? However, the casualties should not be large. Because the opponent's fire was fired too early, it was all done by the time the enemy reached seventy or eighty paces. This is an indiscriminate shot, and it is impossible to hit a few of them.

So Marseille continued to charge, but then he noticed a strange phenomenon, after the enemy's first row of musketeers retreated, their second and third rows of musketeers did not move! And there was no intention of shooting indiscriminately, and not even the mouth of the fire gun was flattened. Just watched himself quickly approach ......

What's going on? Scared silly? Marseille thought to himself: How did you meet a group of stupid Nikans (Han Chinese) today? Why aren't you afraid of the Qing Heavenly Soldiers?

......

Afraid of tartars?

How can it be?

If Hao Shaoqi knew Marseille's thoughts, he would definitely take him for a fool. He is a good man who was born in the old battalion of Dashun, he is not afraid of the sky, the earth is not afraid, and he is afraid of three or two hundred stupid Tartars who will rush hard?

And those Tartars don't look terrible, and after being sniped by the sniper battalion's firecrackers with turtledove-foot firearms, there are dozens less! The formation is also a little scattered, some of the Tartars have slowed down, and some continue to rush stupidly, they are simply stupid Tartars!

It turned out that the first row of the three rows of musketeers posed by Hao Shaoqi was "snipers", or stragglers, sniper battalions, with a total of more than 200 people, and it was composed of musketeers who served as coaches in the forward association. Half of them were eunuch firecrackers brought by Zhu Cihong from Beijing, and half were masters selected from Shen Tingyang's firearms.

They are highly skilled in their guns, and they can easily hit humanoid targets moving up to 100 paces away with their powerful turtledove-foot firearms. The Turtledove's Foot Torch is a heavy musket with incredible power, and at a distance of 100 paces, it is simply invincible! Even the shield cart of the Qing soldiers can be easily penetrated!

Therefore, in the tactics designed by Zhu Cihong for his firecrackers, they acted as stragglers (snipers), scattered before the array, and were responsible for firing the first shot.

In the previous round of sniping, they had eliminated at least 30 Tartars - not necessarily killed or wounded, or perhaps their horses had been knocked down, which also created a certain amount of confusion in the Tartars' formation and weakened their offensive power.

Watching the red and silver-white cavalry in front of him leap forward, feeling the rumbling vibration of the ground, Hao Shaoqi and most of the firecrackers under his command looked as usual!

Most of them were from the old battalion soldiers of the Dashun Army who were captured in the Tianjin Wei War, and there were also some troops from Chen Yongfu, who had never fought with the Tartars, and they did not know how powerful the Tartars were. However, they all knew that as long as they dared to shoot indiscriminately or escape from the battle, the Overseer team behind them would immediately use their knives to hack themselves to death!

And...... They also have a powerful weapon, a three-foot-long armor-piercing cone! When the armor-piercing spear was inserted, it was a short spear seven or eight feet long. The two columns of guns can immediately be turned into a dense array of guns, and they will have a certain defensive ability against the cavalry.

"Cone thorn!"

Hao Shaoqi, who was standing behind the battle with a dropped knife and supervising the battle, shouted, and immediately a drummer beat the war drums.

The gunners who heard the sound of the drums all pulled out their cone thorns, stuck them in the mouth of the gun, and then laid them down again. The front row of guns used the bracket they carried with them to support the turtledove's foot guns, and the back rows of guns used bird guns, so they directly put the guns on the shoulders of the front guns.

But no one fired, just quietly waiting for Hao Shaoqi to ring a gong himself.

For the past twenty days, they, the veterans of the battlefield, have been training for this. Only when you hear the sound of the gong can you fire, and whoever wants to fire in advance will be beaten by Hao Shaoqi.

Those who haven't been crippled yet already know to be ordered to fire!

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