There are 25 Niu Lu in the red flag, each Niu Lu is equipped with 300 people with a step drum and a flag recognition, each Niu Lu is lined up in three rows, stepping on the drum beat in the sound of the step drum, and the queue is in order in the shelling of the Wei army.

Several artillery pieces dragged by war horses moved rapidly on the two wings of the Qing army, the wheels creaked, and the Qing army operating the artillery stopped from time to time to fire a cannon, raising a cloud of white smoke and smashing into the Wei army's front, covering the Qing army's front to move forward.

At this time, on the battlefield within a radius of dozens of miles, the sound of guns and shouts of killing rang out in all directions, and on the road of the infantry marching, from time to time a pillar of mud was smashed out, the mountain wind came out, and the air was full of the smell of gunpowder, mixed with a faint smell of blood.

Bolo led the red flag to the front, but his eyes looked at the wings from time to time, the western front was still screaming, and there was a red light in Gongjiazhai, and from time to time a figure was thrown away, and the battle was fierce.

Shi Tingzhu on the eastern front put out several phalanxes, and white smoke erupted in the front, and the Wei army on the opposite side pressed up, and the spears that were constantly raised were flattened, and the spearheads were stacked on top of each other, forming a fan, crashing into the Qing army front, and immediately crashing out of a depression.

For a time, the slope was full of corpses of people and horses, weapons, banners, and shields were scattered all over the ground, and blood flowed out of the corpses and converged into streams, which was shocking.

The Wei army's offensive on both flanks was very sharp, which made Bolo's heart freak, and he was a little worried about whether Bayan and Shi Tingzhu could withstand it.

It's no wonder that he is worried, now that the generals of the Qing army have withered, the names of Daishan, Yue Tuo, Mang Gurtai, and Abatai have disappeared in the long river of time, and it is difficult to find a few characters in the Qing army who can make people frightened just by hearing their names.

Bolo shook his head, throwing away the unlucky thought and no longer looking at the wings. After all, it was useless for him to worry, what he could do now was to defeat the frontal Wei army as soon as possible, only by defeating the frontal Wei army, those two wings would naturally be safe.

At this time, the artillery of the Wei army fired continuously, and in the gap between the two army lines, there were thin pieces of smoke, and Bolo saw through the smoke that a human wall appeared on the ground level, which was the line of the Wei army.

Gao Yihuan arranged the elite Kesheng army in the front, without spears, all flintlock musketeers, standing in four rows.

Each Wei soldier was equipped with a pair of cloth armor, a saucer-shaped helmet, a flintlock pistol, a spur and a kettle hanging from his waist, a propellant belt on his body, a medicine bottle on his back, and a roll of blankets, a shovel, and two earth-shattering thunderbolts on his back.

Behind the flintlock musket line, there was the phalanx of the Wei army, Gao Yihuan rode a horse and stood under the banner of Daxu, and was using a clairvoyant mirror to observe the Qing army pressing up in the distance, frowning slightly.

"This is the self-generated army of the Qing army?" Gao Yihuan turned his head and asked.

Fang Jiayu replied: "Back to the king, look at the flag is the red flag of the Han army, that's right." This army was in Suqian and defeated the Ming army's Shenji battalion, which was also equipped with self-generated firearms. ”

Gao Yihuan heard this, picked up the clairvoyant mirror again, and saw the Qing soldiers with the red flag carrying the guns on their shoulders, the flags flying overhead, and the soldiers advancing layer upon layer like a wall, and couldn't help laughing: "It's a little interesting!" ”

In the Qing army's formation, Dolgon turned his head from time to time to look at the east and west lines, and found that the Wei army was attacking rapidly, especially the Xu Heihu Division, after the musketeers disrupted the Qing army's formation, launched a charge against the Qing army, although it did not penetrate Bayan's line, but it also shocked Dolgon, and took the initiative to drop 5,000 cavalry and go to the western front for reinforcements.

The fierce fighting on the east and west fronts made Dolgon's whole person a little anxious, in fact, if it weren't for the people who shaved their hair and kept braids, they would have found that Dolgon was working for state affairs, in fact, he would have been bald.

At this time, Dolgon saw that the Zhenghong Banner had advanced to two miles of the Wei army's front, and hurriedly turned his head and ordered, "Let the horse army of the Zhenghuang Banner and the Xianghuang Banner come forward, press Bolo's formation, and be ready to attack the Wei army front at any time." ”

The horn sounded in the middle of the Qing army, and the two cavalry drove out slowly, trailing behind the red flag, and they did not raise the speed of their horses, but slowly moved forward.

Seeing this, Gao Yihuan's face sank, and he said to Li Dingguo: "It's a little troublesome!" ”

Li Dingguo clenched his fists, "King, the minister goes to the front to command!" ”

At this time, under the bombardment of the Wei army's bronze cannons, the red flag continued to move forward, and had advanced to within a mile of the distance, Bolo was behind the front, and saw countless Wei troops on the opposite side, and his heart actually trembled a little.

Bolo shook his head, wondering in his heart, no, how could he be afraid of being a person who has been in battle for a long time, and his will is as hard as iron.

Soon, he found out the reason, it was because of the dense fire guns on the Wei army's front.

This feeling of being exposed to the opponent's fire, letting the opponent open the fire, and dying randomly is really uncomfortable.

At this time, the flintlock musketeers of the Qing army continued to step forward, they lined up in a dense battle line, and the distance between each person was only about one punch, so that the Qing soldiers could have a sense of security when they were advancing.

With a "bang" sound, an artillery piece of the Wei army front retreated, raising a puff of white smoke, and Bolo saw a queue in front of him, which was pierced diagonally.

The flag-bearers of Niu Lu in front of the Qing army front pointed the flag obliquely forward, Niu Lu really learned the appearance of the Wei army, holding a knife in his chest, walking in front with his head held high, but a cannon smashed, or made it ruined, his neck shrank in fright, and the standard-bearer next to him disappeared instantly.

The Qing troops in the back row immediately stepped forward, picked up the flag, and continued to point diagonally forward.

On the Wei army front, the officers began to shout orders, "Stab on the guns, the first row, hold the guns!" ”

In the Wei army on the battle line, the uproar sounded, the Wei soldiers took out the spurs and put them on the fire guns, the first row of guns held them with both hands, sprinted and pointed upwards obliquely, and the back two rows carried the guns on their shoulders, and the cold light shining on the Wei army front was like a forest.

The advancing Qing army also clenched the musket tightly at this time, holding the musket obliquely with both hands, ready to stop and raise the gun at any time.

At this time, the Qing army had approached the front line a hundred paces, and a suona sounded again in the Wei army's formation, and the officers of each division shouted: "Raise the gun!" ”

The first row of Wei troops immediately raised their guns in unison, forming a straight line, while the Qing army continued to withstand the pressure and pushed forward, and soldiers were constantly knocked down by artillery and wounded by rockets.

"All stop!" Finally, when they advanced to within thirty paces, the Qing army resounded one after another in the line.

The advancing Qing soldiers stopped in unison, and their line was no longer a straight line, but a crooked wavy line under rocket and artillery attack.

"Lift the gun!" In the Qing army front, Niu Lu really roared loudly, and the guns in the front row instantly lifted the guns.

For a while, the air was suddenly quiet, and on the front lines of the two armies, each lined up with thousands of firearms, and the guns were aimed at each other.

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