Chapter 90: Hukou Offensive and Defensive Battle II

The fire rope was burning, and the copper fire door was firmly holding the fire rope. All eyes are on this one focal point, and they need to adjust their arquebuses from time to time to stay ready to shoot.

There is no need to look at where the enemy is in the distance.

Just listen to orders.

Observe the enemy's affairs and leave them to the top.

He Hutou is doing this time.

With his long sword in hand, a rain of arrows shot down beside him.

In front of him, or behind him, a few more were aimed at him, but he casually chopped them down.

"Put." He Hutou saw that the officers and soldiers rushed to the point of thirty or fifty paces in front of the formation, and gave the order suddenly.

The sound of cannons, which had been heard from time to time, was immediately suppressed by a burst of explosions. It seemed that countless firecrackers rang out in an instant, and this dense explosion suppressed all the sounds, and the smell of gunsmoke erupted, and the white gunpowder smoke instantly ceremoniously stopped the entire formation.

Then he was blown by the wind and rushed towards the back of the formation.

Even Zhang Xuan, who was watching the battle from behind, was stimulated by the pungent smell of gunsmoke and sneezed several times.

Still, the effect is good.

A large amount of gunpowder smoke obscured everyone's view. But the distance between thirty or fifty steps is within the killing range of the bird, if it is farther away, the bird's gun may not be able to break the armor, but within the distance of thirty or fifty steps, even if the average person wears armor, it feels like a sledgehammer smashed down on the chest, even if the bones are not broken, but for a while they are out of breath.

And the shooting of the musketeers is not a one-shot deal.

The follow-up shots continued, and almost a few breaths away, it was a wave of shots. As long as a person stops, what awaits him is a continuous rain of bullets.

Almost instantly, countless officers and soldiers were knocked to the ground, and at a distance of thirty paces, it was almost as if there was an invisible wall, and all of them were blocked by the invisible force, and almost all of them fell to the ground.

"Stop." He Hutou suddenly ordered.

The sound of fire suddenly stopped.

He Hutou saw it clearly, and without any command, the officers and troops automatically stopped the attack. Such casualties are simply not something they can afford.

The sound of the guns stopped, and the sound of the cannons seemed to have stopped. For a moment, only the whining of the wind in the sky swept over everyone's heads. There were no other sounds.

Of course some people are alive and some people are dead.

The dead were motionless, and blood flowed all over the ground, but the living lay on the ground, hiding among the broken corpses. Someone who is calm still knows how to climb back slowly. But some people can't take the pressure and start yelling.

This shouting is especially evident in the silence of the battlefield.

He Hutou was unmoved.

He knew that the accuracy of the firebolt had always been an issue. Therefore, if you want to kill someone, you must set fire and shoot. But the most important thing in the gun is a barrel, and a barrel is fired too fast, there is a possibility of scrapping, so he has to save money.

A mere madman, no matter where he yells, may be able to demoralize the officers and soldiers.

But Zuo Liangyu couldn't tolerate it.

Zuo Liangyu waved his hand, and immediately someone shot an arrow from a distance, only to hear the sound of the bowstring. This man should be there, and there is no crying on the battlefield.

"Yes, that's good." Zuo Liangyu's face remained unchanged at all, and he said: "I didn't expect that Luo Rucai is still smart, give me this hand." ”

"Old horse. Over to you. Zuo Liangyu said.

"The last general commands." Ma Shixiu said. Although Ma Shixiu has a similar name to Ma Shiying, he has nothing to do with it, he is from Liaodong and Zuo Liangyu's old team. Led by Zuo Liangyu's old base, it was the HI cavalry.

Cao Ying's firecrackers, although powerful.

But it's not in Ma Shixiu's eyes.

After all, the firearm was a common weapon of the Ming army, and although they had never fought against each other, they also knew how to deal with it.

Ma Shixiu led thousands of cavalry and roared past.

Rolling up billowing smoke and dust, it seems that he is going straight to He Hutou's military formation.

Although the trench is not shallow, and the breastwork is not low, it may not be an insurmountable obstacle for a horse team that is skilled in riding and shooting. In particular, thousands of cavalry were extremely powerful. The ground trembled slightly.

The soldiers under He Hutou's command felt that their throats were dry one by one, and their palms were sweaty. Before they knew it, they were all wet, and everyone had the urge to fire immediately. But as soon as they thought of this, they dared to move and their hearts were cold, they understood that there was a knife in this position behind them.

Once anyone opens fire without authorization, there is no need to be on standby, and they will be killed immediately.

Ma Shixiu led the horse team to within fifty paces, and with a sharp pull on the reins, the horse team divided into two parts and went back from both sides.

He Hutou breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

Although he didn't do anything, he was sweating slightly.

The timing of the firearm shot is very important, and the first salvo is the most powerful. If the first round of shooting does not give the enemy the greatest blow, it is likely to be in hand-to-hand combat. He Hutou understood very well that these soldiers were all peasants recruited from both sides of the Yangtze River, and according to Qi Jiguang's method of selecting soldiers, they were all honest people. The fighting skills are really untrained.

Once you get into hand-to-hand combat, things are very bad.

Fortunately, He Hutou was calm and was not lured out.

After Ma Shixiu went back, he reorganized the team, and his face was slightly gloomy.

A lot of the time, it's not that fancy.

It's like a Russian wheel, and the two sides are trying to go on one-on-one. It's a game of courage and wit, and the rules of the game are simple. Look who can't hold his breath, if He Hutou is frightened by Ma Shixiu, then when Ma Shixiu rushes into battle, he will take the lead.

And if Ma Shixiu never lured out He Hutou's first round of volleys. Then wait a while, and he'll have to eat a messy volley.

Between this entry and exit, it is life, victory and defeat.

Ma Shixiu said: "Divide into three teams, take turns to move forward, open the bow and shoot. ”

"Yes." The generals agreed.

Immediately, Ma Shixiu's horse team was divided into three groups, more than 1,000 people as a team, each team was dozens of steps apart, as just now, rushed to the distance of dozens of steps in front of the formation, and suddenly bypassed both sides, and then opened the bow to shoot, and did not need any accuracy, that is, shot at a distance of 45 degrees, and waited for the arrow to fall, and the whole fell into Ma Hehu's army.

The arrows that fell from the sky were not weak under the blessing of gravity.

Many of the soldiers knew what was going on, and they were shot in the head by arrows, and without snorting, they fell to the ground and died.

There was some commotion in He Hu's head, but it was immediately calmed down, and the corpses were dragged to the back, and one person made up for it.

He Hutou's eyes swept over these things, and he secretly said in his heart: "It doesn't matter if the fire gun soldiers don't have armor, they don't even have an iron helmet, it's too much." ”

In the Cao camp, the firearms have always been second-rate treatment, armor or anything, there is no armor, armor is generally only equipped with the elite of each department, even if Zhang Xuan's department, there are few armies equipped with iron armor. Naturally, there is no surplus for the firecrackers, at most for the officers.

However, He Hutou believes that after today's battle, his treatment will be very different.

This thought only flashed through He Hutou's mind, and his gaze followed the movements of Ma Shixiu's subordinates. The hand holding the long knife was also sweating profusely, and the cloth that had been newly changed was also wet with sweat, and the original white color turned into a sweat-soaked yellow.

Zhang Xuan also held his breath and looked at the situation in front of him.

This battle is not only the hard work of He Hutou, but also the hard work of Zhang Xuan.

Fifty steps, forty-five steps. Forty steps

Every time Ma Shixiu's horse team swept in front of the formation, it took a few steps forward, although it was not conspicuous, but it was extremely eye-catching in He Hutou's eyes.

Ma Shixiu was a little irritable. He looked behind him repeatedly, but his position couldn't see what Zuo Liangyu's face was. It's simply an evil sect, and the methods he has tried and tested repeatedly are of no use at all. At this time, he estimated that he had shot over more than 100 people on the other side.

But everyone on the opposite side was like a wooden stake, falling one by one and dragging away one by one, without the slightest wavering.

This was completely different from the firecrackers he remembered.

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