Since he had lost the opportunity to fight the Qi army back directly, Wanyan Lou simply set aside more time and let the eldest son and living daughter go to carry out some reorganization of the vanguard and the rout of the Chinese army.

Both teams of men and horses have suffered heavy losses, and even after deducting the casualties and the rout, I am afraid that even a thousand people will not be able to make up, and the morale of the army is very suspicious, but at this time, one person has the use of one person, even if it is thrown behind to be strong.

In addition to these people, Wanyan Lou still has a full 3,000-strong team of troops in his hands, which is a little less than the Qi army on the opposite side, but it is not much less.

Now that the two sides are only 7 or 8 paces away, the window of time for long-range firepower to be exploited is small, so Lou Mu thinks he still has a chance to fight for a crushing victory.

"It's all about doing it in a dignified way."

Dajin Guobo muttered to himself fiercely, and then turned his head and whispered to his eldest son, Wanyan Huonu:

"Look at the situation, if my side wins, you will lead someone to chase and kill. If my side loses, you have to flee quickly! ”

"Amma, I'm not a coward!" The living woman said urgently.

"Of course my son can't be a coward." Wan Yan Lou said with a kind smile: "It's just that sometimes, it takes more courage to live than to die." ”

……

The two armies were less than a hundred paces apart, a distance within the range of muskets and light arrows, but neither of them fired a shot, but hurried to form their formations.

Due to the proximity, even the artillery on the other side of the river stopped for fear of accidental injury. Both sides can only rely on the weapons and tenacity in the hands of the soldiers to complete this final and most crucial blow.

After most of the Rui soldiers and Shenji soldiers who followed up crossed the river, the two companies of selected soldiers who crossed the river first to seize the ferry disbanded the formation, and quickly formed a small group of stragglers, preparing to harass the Jin army's large array.

The Tartars are also a strong army, so they naturally know the significance of skirmishers, and they also like to shake the opponent's formation with skirmishers before the white-knuckle decisive battle to create opportunities for the main army.

Therefore, Wanyan Lou also invested hundreds of stragglers.

In this kind of small-scale melee combat, the Jurchen old hunters can rely on archery skills to suppress the drafters, but it is not easy to kill a drafter wearing double iron armor, not to mention that the drafters are not only bows and arrows, they also have flintlock pistols, if this thing is hit, no matter how strong the armor soldiers are, they will definitely die.

……

The stragglers on both sides are inseparable, and entanglement cannot pose much threat to the opponent's array.

The main force of the Jin army did not need to cross a river and then line up, so Wanyan Lou was the first to complete the assembly of the main force.

Now he had 1,500 dismounted and foot armoured soldiers in the middle position, and 600 cavalry on each flank.

His plan was very simple, to penetrate the main formation of the Qi army in the center, outflank the cavalry on both flanks, and annihilate all the Qi troops crossing the river before the artillery on the opposite bank could strike again.

As for whether he can force another crossing in the future, even Lou Room himself is reluctant to think about it.

The plan of the Qi army was simpler - just insist on not being driven down the river.

As long as they can gain a foothold on the south bank, reinforcements will continue to arrive, and if they can hold out until the field artillery crosses the river, the Qi army, which has an absolute advantage in firepower, will definitely win.

Xu Shiyang could even expect some of the Jingyuan cavalry that were coming quickly on horseback.

Of course, it was not easy to hold out until that time, at this time there were only 200 soldiers of the Qi army who crossed the river, 400 sharps spearmen, 200 flintlock musketeers and 400 arquebusiers of the Zhenyuan Brigade, a total of 1,200 people.

The brigade commander Feng Sanhu, who insisted on first-line command, listed three small phalanxes, with 200 spearmen and 300 musketeers in the middle, and the two wings were supported by 100 spears and 150 muskets each, defending against the Jurchen cavalry.

Behind them, 500 traps were about to go ashore, and behind the traps, there were more than 1,200 flintlock muskezeers from the Dingyuan battalion wading.

Xu Shiyang himself still kept 200 guards and artillery as a reserve on the north bank.

……

Nearly 5,000 soldiers on both sides crowded into a narrow area no more than a mile long and no more than 300 paces wide, each with flags flying over their heads, quietly waiting for the final blow.

"Up! Kill all these dogs! ”

With the order of Wanyan Lou's room, the Jin army array began to step on the sound of the conch horn and slowly move forward.

The stragglers on both sides who were fighting in chaos immediately evaded to both sides, and with less than 200 fronts, they naturally did not dare to pick up the tiger whiskers of thousands of Tartar armor soldiers, and the Tartar stragglers were unwilling to hinder their own advance.

"Ready!"

Feng Sanhu shouted in a voice that was so loud that it was a little hoarse:

"Shoot!"

Woohoo!

The musketeers of the Chinese military formation used a three-stage firing tactic, a hundred divine soldiers fired first, and the musket salvo at close range showed its due power, and the approaching Tartar armor soldiers fell in an instant.

The blood of the Jin soldiers surged, stepping on the corpses of their comrades and continuing to move forward, taking advantage of the front row of Qi army musketeers to retreat to the rear, giving the rear a chance to get out of the shooting boundary, quickly approaching to a distance of 50 paces, some of the Tartars in the back row stopped their footsteps, and threw light arrows at the Qi army across the front armor soldiers.

Dense feathered arrows swooped down like swarms of locusts, and light arrows were not much of a threat to the well-made helmets and cuirass, but they could still cause some attrition if they hit the arms that were not protected by armor.

The Qi army also resounded with a scream, and the Jin army in the front row continued to advance, this time they were under two volleys, under the cover of light arrows, they approached to a distance of twenty paces, and the Tartar veterans standing in the front row began to move forward while skillfully shooting flat with heavy arrows.

This infantry is extremely powerful, and the combination of the high rate of fire of the bow and the high lethality of the heavy arrows can even suppress the musket wheel in the hands of elite veterans.

At this distance, the most elite old Tartar hunters could shoot directly at the front of the Qi soldiers, and those who were hit had no chance of surviving.

At this time, the three hundred musketeers in the central phalanx had already fired a round each, and all the musketeers retreated behind the sharp soldiers, put the muskets in their hands directly on the shoulders of their comrades in the front row, and continued to fire in turn.

The Tartars flew like arrows, and after three rounds of heavy arrows, almost all the entire platoon of sharp soldiers in front of them were hit.

But the Sharp soldiers did not waver in the slightest, and they held their spears slightly upwards to prevent the Tartars from close combat, and used their bodies to provide cover for the musketeers behind them.

The Qi army musketeers fired in a round of 100 people under the cover of the lives of their comrades, and at a distance of twenty paces, the shooting of the divine machine soldiers could also bring huge losses to the enemy.

The two sides exchanged lives in close proximity, and in this exchange it was a disadvantage for the Tartars, because there were not many elites who could accurately hit people in the face on foot with bows and arrows, and each of them would take ten years or more of training and battle formation experience to cultivate.

And the Qi army's sharps and spearmen are relatively easy to replenish.

It can even be said that different soldiers of the new army of non-technical arms can be regarded as cannon fodder that can be exchanged.

The Jurchens naturally understood this, and after exchanging nearly a hundred lives with elite veterans and ordinary pikemen, the Tartars gave up shooting, and the sword and shield men in the large array shouted in unison, and pieces poured up.