Chapter 139: The Fish That Slipped Through the Net
As the saying goes: good people don't live long, bad people live for a thousand years. The fate of the pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info is sometimes so weird.
For example, Temur, who is afraid of things in his bones, is undoubtedly the lucky among the Mongolian soldiers in the front team today. Because he was blessed to fall down in time just now, he was able to dodge the fatal blow of the Laizhou army.
He stretched out his hand to wipe away the sticky blood and flesh from his face, and was about to get up and run back, when he heard another swan whistle, and he hurriedly buried his head and body behind his companion's corpse again.
This time, it was more than 1,000 rear-loading guns from the six platoons behind Zhu Lei's former barracks, but because the more than 1,000 Mongolian Tatar soldiers in front of them were all emptied, the results of this salvo were much smaller, and they only killed more than 400 people in the front, which was less than half of the previous salvo.
"Quick! Blow the cornet loading! Wave the flag! Let the medical team come down! Zhu Lei once again issued a military order.
After this volley, the Laizhou army had completely wiped out more than 1,000 Mongol Tatar soldiers within 60 to 100 paces in front of the formation. Once again, a brilliant record.
Of course, this doesn't include the lucky ones like Temur.
"Quick! Carry all the seriously wounded soldiers to the Chinese army! Who's that, the action is sharp! "You, you, that's you!" With an arrow stuck in his neck, why don't you retreat to the Chinese army soon! Want to die? ”
After Gou Shengli, a military medical officer accompanying the army, received the flag, he immediately rushed forward with dozens of medical soldiers, skillfully began to bandage and move the seriously wounded, and at the same time moved the five soldiers who were killed on the spot to the back.
He joined the Laizhou military system for a long time, and was also sent by Wang Rui to participate in a three-month recruit training, and now he is methodically directing his medical staff to rescue the wounded, quite a bit of a later generation of field military doctors.
By the time the sacrificed and seriously wounded soldiers had been transferred, the soldiers of the former barracks had reloaded. The Laizhou Army now uses rear-loading firing pistols, and it also uses fixed-mounted pointed iron bullets, so the loading and firing speed is extremely fast.
If measured in minutes, an average soldier can reload and fire at a rate of up to five bullets per minute. Even if it is divided into two dense shots, it can form a continuous fire output, which is enough to suppress the charge of any cold-weapon unit.
"Raise the flag, regroup the queue! Get ready for the next battle! After letting the pro-soldier trumpeter bandage himself indiscriminately, Zhu Lei issued a military order again.
"Huh! If you make a mistake, you can still command calmly under pressure! Zhu Lei performed well this time! Wang Rui commented with satisfaction.
"My lord! Tell the battalion officers of the other battalions about this! Our Laizhou army, can't we be in the same place, and how many times have we fallen? Fang Yuan hurriedly smiled and suggested.
After he saw the two perfect salvos in the former barracks just now, he no longer had the nervousness he had at the beginning, and his mood became relaxed.
"Yes, yes, yes! Chen Song, you arrange someone to go! Inform the battalion officers of the infantry battalion that as long as the captives have entered a distance of seventy paces, they can shoot! We are not afraid of casualties, but we must try to avoid casualties! Wang Rui commanded decisively.
An army is judged by whether it is a good army or not, and whether it can draw lessons from every battle. And this happens to be the significant advantage of Wang Rui's Laizhou Army over other armies of this era.
In the brief calm of the two armies, Temur, the lucky fish that slipped through the net, began to crawl back cautiously. He didn't dare to raise his figure even a little bit, and the initial thunderous blow from the front camp of the Laizhou Army had already broken through his already small rabbit gall.
He struggled to crawl back, and from time to time nervously looked back in the direction of the Laizhou army. Thankfully, no one was chasing them. He continued to cling to the ground and crawled in the direction of the Mongol army.
Suddenly, he felt himself grasp something like a soft ball, and when he looked up, he saw the large, deadly eyes of a Mongolian tartar.
"Sri Gulen!" Temur suddenly remembered that this person was Si Rigulen of Mangrove Tun, this guy had robbed a lot of gold and silver money when he was in Zunhua!
Right! Search his pockets! When Temur had this thought, he suddenly realized that there was hope for life, and people were suddenly refreshed.
He just searched indiscriminately, and actually found a bag of gold and silver soaked in black and red blood from the blanket around Si Riguleng's waist, the amount was dozens of taels.
It's just that I don't know if the blood stains on this cloth bag are the blood of Si Riguleng, or the Han women and men he slashed and killed when he grabbed money.
Temur didn't care about the blood on the cloth bag, for his clothes were now covered in the blood of his companions.
He crawled back as he searched for gold and silver from his companion's corpse, and he didn't bother to pay attention to those who were crying out for his life.
There are still thousands of miles from Daming to Liaodong, and it will take a month to go, and he doesn't have the patience to get someone back.
He was proud that he could still scavenge for gold and silver in such an environment, but when he looked up, he saw a large pile of footboards running towards him. "Ahh Temur screamed in panic, and quickly rolled into the shallow pit on the side, and dragged the corpse of a companion over his body to cover himself.
It turned out that it was the chief officer of the army, Unag, who saw the Ming army on the other side, and there was no reaction after two rounds, and he suddenly came to his senses!
Oh! This group of Ming soldiers hiccuped, and the fighters in their favor appeared.
Although this time he lost more than 1,000 horses, which made him grin in distress. But this battle has reached this point, and this Unag is now like a gambler who has lost a red eye, and if he has the slightest chance of winning, he will resolutely gamble on it!
After seeing that the Ming army on the opposite side did not release any more guns, he concluded based on his previous experience that although the firearms of this Ming army were sharp, they must have been very slow to load.
So he hurriedly ordered that the remaining more than 8,000 people should all be pressed up, and whether they won or lost in one fell swoop, anyway.
Moreover, when the generals of the Ming army in the past set up the formation, they always put the elite family in the front, so Unag concluded that the backs of the Laizhou army on both sides must be the weakness.
Therefore, he ordered the four Taiji on the periphery of his two wings to also lead his troops to attack the left and right flanks of the Laizhou army at the same time.
In Unag's mind, if this Ming army did not have the advantage of muskets, if he could cooperate with Hei Mujin's Zhengbai Banner Manchu Headquarters and attack from the front and back at the same time, he would definitely be able to break this group of Ming troops in one fell swoop.
It's just, this damn Kuroki Jin, what about the thousands of soldiers he brought with him? Damn, why isn't it in place?