In war, the level of command of the individual commander is indeed important, but in contrast, the quality of the soldier is much more important. The strategy of the commander and the praise of the staff are all limited to the quality of the soldiers under their command. No matter how good the plan that the soldiers can't do, it is also a plan to sell IQ in public--- Meng Lianggu's vision of the national army is so poor that the two columns of the People's Liberation Army can squat in the grass behind the national army is such an extreme example, the soldiers of the national army are afraid of selling their teammates, and they dare not go forward to intervene, no matter how good your plan is, you can't hit the center and bloom! .

After more than 40 years of war in the Ming and Qing dynasties, the leaders of the big and small armies who did not understand this truth were already cold, so the commanders on both sides tried their best to "make a dojo in the shell of a snail" on the basis of the quality of their own troops.

After a few rounds of firing, the gunmen of the Zheng Raid Corps and the Aobai Corps in person came to face to face.

This time, the general in front of the line of resistance learned wisely, and he hurriedly ordered the flag bearer to wave the flag to make the gun withdraw, so that the spearman almost trotted up to resist.

"Bird guns are treasures, and they can be caught as much as they consume, but they can't be wasted."

Before the enemy in front of him finished moving, the musketeers of the Zheng army who were not angry buckled their hanging swords, and the angry officers who supervised the battle jumped to their feet--- they didn't even know who to punish, so many soldiers, who knew which shot first?

In short, this round of lead was sent out again, and it swept the first three rows of the Qing army like cutting wheat. After the thick white smoke, there was the voice of the commander of the Qing army and the sentinels: "The pirate's fast gun will not work after one round, hurry up and rush up, a head is five taels of silver!" ”

The bad check will be written first, and as for whether it can be paid and how much to pay, we will talk about it then! What's more, these people don't have to pay much after they die a lot.

What the? Burying silver? If you lose, the labor and management themselves will have to die, where will the silver be burned, and if you win, can there be no silver in the Tartars? This so-called borrowing flowers to offer Buddha is also!

Stimulated by the white flowers, the Qing army rushed up, mixed with all kinds of flying axes, bones and the like.

"Quick, change formation!"

The musketeers quickly withdrew, but some of them were still clumsy enough to run away, and were poked or stoned to death by the Qing troops who rushed up. But in any case, in the face of the scattered Qing army, the musketeers who had no hand-to-hand combat ability had turned into a long wall composed of spear tips. Stabbed to death and slashed, the Qing army, which had lost its formation, turned around again and went back to counterattack the Qing army's main position.

"......Boom" There was a rumbling between heaven and earth, and after the two sides "together" cleared up the rout of the Qing army, the Zheng Raid Corps collided with the Qing Army's Aobai Corps in front of them, and the flesh and steel were glued so that the battle line never dispersed.

In the rear of this front, as a flag was waved, several flags with a lower pole height also danced. At last, the fluttering of the banner turned into the slogans of the chiefs, and the musketeers, who had been beaten with sticks, turned around from the left side. The sword and shield guards who protected them also moved to the left.

Staring at the scattered appearance of the Aobai Legion being beaten, Zhuo Butai, who was protected by a group of guards, trembled angrily. It's just that Li Dingguo's soldiers can't be defeated, everyone knows that the western thieves are cunning and cunning, and it is understandable that they can't be defeated with the protection of Yangzhou Jiancheng, and the field battle was suddenly made like this by pigs? Isn't it always me who is the only one who has made a big Qing pig break out of the other party? Did I get the wrong script?

No!

"Pass my order, let the three sides surrounding Zheng Xian get the cavalry out together, and all of them will go out! If anyone is selfish, pass on the whole army! Zhuo Butai was deeply affected by the Qing army faction and scolded him.

The herald's cavalry scattered like pigeons.

The cavalry of the Qing army, which was ready to go, nervously formed a team in the gap between the formations, also with light cavalry in front and heavy cavalry in the rear.

"Put!"

As the musketeers resumed firing, two groups of cavalry mixed from each of the various units moved their horses.

"Put!"

Zheng Zheng came up with the tried and tested old method, replacing the shock cavalry used to attack the flanks with musketeers. Unlike before, these musketeers were directly threatened by the cavalry.

Thirty steps.

At this distance, the bow can't be shot into the formation, but before the next shot, the arrow cluster will fall on your own head with no protection. Even if the officers allowed them to turn their guns first, the density of cavalry was far inferior to that of infantry, and most of them actually discharged their guns.

Watching you come and go in front of the battlefield under the banner of Shuai, Zheng Xi felt bored and nervous on the other; The boredom is because of the back and forth, in fact, there are no new tactics on both sides: the Zheng army uses the advantage of muskets to tear apart the enemy with lead, while the Qing army wants to launch depth + cavalry sledgehammers to hammer the Zheng army from the side, both sides are upright yang plots--- the only conspiracy is that the night attack caused a certain amount of chaos to the Qing army, and bought the Zheng army time to tear apart the front of the Qing army; And the tension is because this kind of bloody and tragic drama is related to their own vital interests, and if you lose, you will have no chance to turn the tables again.

Seeing the fully deployed cavalry galloping towards the small Zheng army formation, Zhuo Butai was reassured: there were dozens of Manchurian soldiers in Niulu!

Among them, there are hundreds of white-armored soldiers, and more than 500 red-armored soldiers, even the red-armored soldiers are the existence of humanoid Gundams!

Ten thousand steps back, can these infantry fight the cavalry on the plain?

At the same time, Zheng Xi's hands were also a little trembling with fright, if he didn't know that the artillery at the head of the city was likely to injure his own people by mistake and cause morale to collapse, he really wanted to order the red-clothed cannon to give these bumblebees a round of shelling - even the wild boar skin was said to have died under the red-clothed cannon! (What?) Do the shells of the redcoat cannon still have a delay of more than half a year? ）

"If even these cavalry can't resist, then, Yangzhou will definitely ..."

Unlike Zhuo Butai, who was a few miles away, Zheng Xi was a gambler with only his underwear left, and in the face of this kind of game, he only thought about it for a moment and mortgaged his underwear.

"It seems that Benjue is going to go into battle in person." Zheng Xi made up his mind, and slowly moved forward with a circle of personal soldiers around him carrying the handsome flag and hulala. The vertical handsome flag hunted in the wind, and even the seal characters on it seemed to be faintly visible. These pro-soldiers were all strong troops trained by Zheng Xi's high-intensity training of feeding with silver and women on weekdays, and using high-intensity training every three days (most of the troops at this time had a drill every ten days), and soon lined up a formation on the flanks to prepare for a counterattack on the Manchurian soldiers. Now, Zheng Zheng has no reserves on his hands.

Few of these soldiers were armed with flintlock pistols, but there were some strong men with long knives and large shields mixed with spearmen--- and when the spears collided in formation, they could seize all kinds of gaps and slash and kill.

Seeing the ghost-like seal characters in the distance, several Jia Lazhangjing excitedly ordered the horse team to slightly adjust the angle and rush straight towards Zheng Xi's small group of personal soldiers.

"Good!" In the face of Manchurian soldiers who were several times his own, Zheng Xi was not afraid to laugh. Compared with the elite level, his own personal soldiers may not be as good as the Tartars on the opposite side, not to mention, there is a forest of spears on his flank, and the two sides support each other, I don't know how long it will take to break through! If the flanks cannot be penetrated, the Qing army's main formation will continue to lose blood, and finally the Chinese army will completely collapse, and the two wings will be divided and surrounded, then the situation will be completely reversed.

Can once ...... If his hundreds of people were directly scattered by the Qing army, and the handsome banner fell (at this time, it didn't matter whether Zheng Zheng died or not), then the flintlock musketeers, who had lost the protection of the spearmen, would be taken away by the Manchurian soldiers in a wave, and the whole army would be scattered in the encirclement of the Qing army... The next consequences, Zheng Xi really didn't dare to think about it.

From the beginning, Zheng Xi was gambling.

Surrounded by his own soldiers, Zheng Xi carefully observed the fierce battle not far away. He seemed to hear the sound of the horses bubbling white.

Generally speaking, the cavalry will not directly attack the front of the infantry, but perhaps the Tartar in front of him does not know what bear-hearted leopard gall has eaten, and rushes over with a long and sharp spear! And the war horse with the vest did not dodge, and the whole volley smashed on the first row of pro-soldiers. Hundreds of kilograms of weight were gathered on four pieces of horseshoes, and the sound of broken bones sounded like a sore tooth. Immediately afterward, several horsemen in white or red armor rode their horses and smashed in. More and more Qing troops poured in, and soon they stuck together.

"Good!" Seeing this scene, a Jia La'e Zhen, who was commanding the battle on the front line, applauded. He still has two Niu Lu's reserves in his hands, and if he smashes them from the flanks, Zheng Xi's banner will fall! As soon as the banner falls, the heavenly soldiers and generals will also scatter. At that time, whether it is a prisoner or a beheading, you will at least be able to add a future!

"All the troops are attacking!"

The command was transmitted from Kala to Niulu, and Niulu to the great arrow, and the great arrow to everyone. So, the loose cavalry formation gathered a little, and rushed towards the handsome banner that was held high in waves.