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On the border between Jiangxi and Fujian, the rebels of Huang Degong's troops and Zheng Zhilong at the intersection of Tingzhou in Ganzhou repeatedly clashed.

Although it was only on a small scale, the two sides fought very fiercely, clearly fighting for life and death.

Huang Degong's department is strong, but Zheng Zhilong is not a vegetarian.

The two sides fought so much that you came and went.

However, the two sides also have a tacit understanding, that is, they have not launched a large-scale fire merger, and they are always in the tentative stage.

Zheng Zhilong's army was basically infantry, and it was heavy infantry. All infantry are heavily armoured, known as ironclad armour.

It would take a lot of money to build such an ironclad army.

If it is an ordinary person, it is naturally impossible to bear it. However, Zheng Zhilong is rich and rivals the country, and there are tens of millions of taels in sea tax income every year alone, so there is not much problem in burdening such an ironclad army.

Heavy infantry is certainly strong, but the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, extremely poor mobility.

If you meet someone who doesn't fight with you, you can only jump to your feet and scold your mother for bowing your head and eating ashes.

Especially when encountering cavalry, this disadvantage will be infinitely magnified.

The reason why Zheng Zhilong didn't raise cavalry was not that he couldn't afford it, but that Mindi was not suitable for raising horses. Don't say that Mindi is the whole south is not suitable for raising horses.

The native horses in Guangxi are ponies, and it is more suitable for camel transportation, but it is a bit of a joke to ride into battle to kill the enemy.

And it is extremely difficult to buy a horse.

The north side is a horse breeder, but now it is a troubled time. All powerful warlords want to hoard cavalry, and the war horses are not enough for themselves, how can they sell them to you.

Zheng Zhilong couldn't buy it no matter how much money he paid.

So Zheng Zhilong simply gave up the idea of raising cavalry and concentrated on training infantry.

In his opinion, training infantry to the extreme is also quite powerful.

Huang Degong also discovered this after some testing.

He sent cavalry to constantly harass Zheng Zhilong's camp.

Every time he sent people to kill from different directions, he would take advantage of it and leave, and he would never fall in love with war.

Zheng Zhilong was miserable when he was attacked, but there was no good way to deal with it.

The most hateful thing is that Huang Degong will also send people to carry out night attacks.

Most of the people in Zheng Zhilong's ironclad army were asleep, when they suddenly heard the shout Kill Zhentian got up from the bed in panic, put on their armor and saber, and rushed out.

But when they lined up to meet the enemy, they found that the enemy had already fled.

You can't see anything in this black light.

A group of people stood there pitifully, their eyes full of resentment.

Zheng Zhilong was also helpless, so he had to ask everyone to go back and rest.

These unfortunate ghosts could only return to their barracks and sleep with their heads down.

But not long after they had slept they heard shouts of killing.

I had no choice but to lift my pants again and rush out.

But when they rushed outside the barracks to prepare for a big battle, they found that the enemy was gone, and they were so angry that they wanted to vomit blood.

After going back and forth like this several times, the ironclad army had already been made into a nervous breakdown and had no intention of fighting.

By the time the shouts of killing sounded again, there was no longer any desire to go out of the tent to meet the enemy.

But this time, it seems that the enemy really doesn't plan to leave.

Not only did they not intend to leave, but they set fire to the camp.

Torches were thrown at the edge of the tent and a raging fire broke out.

The fire raged and engulfed everything in sight.

Many of the Ironclad soldiers died in the fire before they could rush out.

Most of the Ironclad soldiers escaped.

But because of the panic, they didn't even wear armor, and some of them didn't even have knives.

The last advantage is gone.

The enemy was clearly not going to leave this time. They repeatedly rushed and slaughtered all the living creatures.

Zheng Zhilong's whole body trembled.

In his view, Huang Degong's move was a rogue act.

This guy doesn't dare to have an upright duel, and will only play this kind of indiscriminate trick.

"Array, meet the enemy!"

Although the ironclad army was scattered, Zheng Zhilong's pro-army camp was still in order.

They formed a barrier of iron armor that crossed in front of the charging enemy cavalry.

And Huang Degong obviously had no intention of letting his soldiers stop.

In his eyes, only by cutting off the head of Zheng Zhilong, a traitor, can it be finished.

The cavalry charged, the heavy infantry lined up, and it was a battle of spear and shield.

Fifty steps, thirty steps, twenty steps.

In an instant, the cavalry charged into battle.

The saber slashed down from the oblique side, but it was difficult to penetrate the iron armor.

Zheng Zhilong's pro-battalion ironclad soldiers raised their spears to fight back.

The deterrent power of the spear is difficult to exert in such a close duel, but it is an absolute restraint against the cavalry.

Many of the cavalrymen were picked off their horses by spears and trampled into pulp.

Huang Degong was unmoved.

In his opinion, the loss of a few cavalry was a normal thing.

As long as the rebels can be defeated, it is worth the price to capture Zheng Zhilong.

The Holy Son of Heaven treats him well, and he cannot let His Majesty the Emperor down.

It will be the courage of the first army and directly affect the morale of the whole army.

Huang Degong slashed and killed everywhere like a tiger coming out of the mountain, and the cavalry of the Ming army naturally fought bravely.

In their absolute madness, they had long forgotten their fears, and some were only excited.

In their eyes, these heads are the hope of promotion and reward. Great military feats awaited them.

Kill, kill, kill!

But it is undeniable that Zheng Zhilong's ironclad pro-military battalion caused a lot of trouble to the Ming cavalry.

They are advancing more and more slowly.

Once the cavalry loses its speed advantage, it is a bad sign that they are caught in a dogfight.

Zheng Zhilong's mood gradually calmed down.

At first, he did panic a little and even thought about running away.

But now the situation has stabilized.

Continue to develop at this pace, and the advantages of the Ironclad Army will become greater and greater.

But who knew that at this time, there was a sudden sound in the ironclad army, as if it was an explosion.

Zheng Zhilong fixed his eyes and saw that the cavalry of the Ming army threw the stone-sized ball in his hand into the distance.

It must be because of these balls!

Zheng Zhilong thought hatefully.

The infantry resists the cavalry formation is the key, and it is necessary to stand tight and not give the cavalry room to attack.

But in this way, the power of those balls thrown by the Ming army when they exploded could be maximized.

Even with the protection of iron armor, these soldiers will still be blown away, and some will even spit blood from their mouths and cause internal injuries.

The only consolation is that no soldiers were killed directly, and the iron armor still played a great role in protection.

"Don't panic, they're already exhausted!"

Zheng Zhilong shouted to cheer up the soldiers.

It's nothing more than a little trick with firearms. He didn't believe it, and the Ming army could keep playing.

In terms of familiarity with firearms, Zheng Jiajun is not lost to anyone.

Sure enough, after experiencing the initial panic, Zheng Jiajun calmed down.

They no longer cared about the flying balls, but the spears in the hands of the dedicated martial artists.

Kill, kill, kill!

From time to time someone falls, but no one cares.

Whether it is Zheng Zhilong's ironclad army or Huang Degong's flying cavalry battalion.

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