Chapter 111: The Jurchen Dead
Zhang Dou only hesitated for a moment before making a decision: "Chase!" Now that you have chased here, you can't let Abatai go anymore.
Although it is not a good idea to go down to Qingshui Slope to fight a decisive battle with the Jurchens on flat ground, the Changxing army with strong soldiers and horses may not be afraid of the Jurchens, a strong army can not only win battles, but also need to be able to fight hard battles and vicious battles!
The current Jurchens are the best touchstone, and Zhang Dou wants to use this hard touchstone to test whether his Changxing Army is sharp.
With the issuance of his order, the formation of the Changxing army remained unchanged, and it walked down the Qingshui slope with neat steps.
As soon as they walked down the Qingshui slope, the Jurchens stopped retreating, and the two sides confronted each other on both sides of the shallow stream.
Abatai called the 10 goshhars around him and said, "How does Benbel treat you on weekdays?" ”
These goshhars immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Master! It's you who give the minions everything! Without you, there will be no minions, as long as Lord Belle has orders, the minions will never frown even if they go up the knife mountain and get off the oil pot! ”
"Good!" Abatai smiled and nodded, he pointed to a person and said, "Hehai! You've been with you for 4 years! Your kid is already a kid! ”
The Goshha named Hehai hurriedly kowtowed vigorously, his eyes full of tears. said excitedly: "Ye still remembers the name of the slave, the son of the slave is 15 years old and has become a ding." ”
"When I go back, let him come to the master's side!" Abatai said.
Hehai excitedly kowtowed to Abatai again and again, and said, "Thank you for your grace!" Thank you for your grace! ”
Hehai's treatment made the kneeling Geshha below envious for a while, but who knew that Abatai said again: "You are the same, as long as this matter is done today, the master will give your son a chance." That's all you need to ......."
Changxingjun and the Jurchens were 1 mile away from each other, looking at the immobile Jurchen Zhang Dou's brows wrinkled deeply.
This abnormal behavior of the Jurchens made Zhang Dou's heart inexplicably uneasy, in his impression, the Jurchens were reckless and aggressive people, and when they encountered the enemy, they would rush up and fight to the death knowing that they were invincible.
Why are today's Jurchens so abnormal?
The Jurchens didn't give Zhang Dou much time to think, and they urged the war horses to slowly press towards the Changxing army.
Looking at the Jurchens lined up in an airtight formation, Zhang Dou became more and more uneasy. It was obvious that the Jurchens were hiding something, and looking at the Jurchen Zhang Dou who rushed over, they had an urge to turn around and run.
Fortunately, there was a small stream in front of them, and although the water was not deep, the sand and gravel under the water could still slow down the Jurchen attack.
After entering the 60-step Changxing army, they still started shooting as usual, and rows of lead bullets continued to harvest the lives of the Jurchens.
Although the white-armored soldiers all wore three layers of armor, they still kept falling off their horses when they encountered the lead bullets of the Changxing Army.
These white-armored soldiers rushed forward without fear of life and death, and the death of their companions could not make them afraid at all, but instead stimulated the ferocity in their bones.
They shouted and charged with their broadswords, ignoring their comrades who had been shot down from their horses. The white-armored soldiers who fell off their horses were instantly trampled into pulp by the war horses behind them, and they went to see their shaman god before they could even scream.
Seeing the Jurchens rushing to the creek and still maintaining a dense formation, Zhang Dou suddenly felt that something was wrong. In the past, in order to reduce casualties, the Jurchens would scatter their formations and reduce the chance of being hit by firearms.
The Jurchens finally approached the Changxing army after paying more than 200 white-armored soldiers, and they suddenly divided left and right in front of the Changxing army's array 10 paces, revealing what they had been concealing.
I saw 10 Jurchens riding on horses shirtless, holding a wooden barrel in their arms, and rushed towards the array of the Changxing army.
"Not good!" Zhang Dou yelled, "Shoot those who hold the barrel!" As his order was given, the well-trained Changxing gunners began to carry out his orders almost reflexively.
They turned their mouths around and aimed at the 10 shirtless Jurchens. After a bang, four Jurchens fell in a pool of blood, while the remaining Jurchens still rushed forward desperately.
Then there was a flash of fire, and a violent explosion rang out from the spearmen and shieldmen in the front row.
Zhang Dou closed his eyes in pain, he finally knew what he was worried about. The Jurchens used the tricks of the Zhejiang soldiers and Qi Jiajun on the banks of the Hunhe River, and even used a human bomb.
They have a war horse to increase their speed, and the power of this tactic will be infinitely magnified. In the future, it was impossible to defeat the Jurchens in the field battle with fire guns alone, and there were more than a dozen spear and shield soldiers flying up with the sound of explosions.
They didn't even have time to scream before the shock wave shattered their internal organs. Before he hit the ground, he had stopped breathing.
It was not only the spear and shield men in the front row who were affected, but even the musketeers in the first row, who were about to shoot, were swept to the ground by the air wave.
The violent explosion caused chaos in the Changxing army, and some of the musketeers were stunned by the violent explosion, and they stood in place in a daze, not knowing what to do.
The remaining Jurchens did not stop, and they rushed towards the array of the Changxing Army without hesitation. Two more explosions followed, and the musketeers were blown into the air.
The Changxing army, which had never experienced an explosion, retreated to both sides, and this was their instinctive reaction. The fact that the current Changxing army did not break up is the result of Zhang Dou's training on weekdays, and if it were replaced by other armies, it would have scattered and fled long ago.
Zhang Dou saw that the Changxing army was in danger of collapsing, and he reached out and took the flintlock fire from the hand of Ma Bao, the guard.
Raising the firearm, he aimed at a Jurchen who was about to rush towards the crowd of the Changxing Army.
"Bang!" After a bang, the Jurchen's head was smashed into pieces like a watermelon.
This is like a shot with divine help that awakens the firecrackers of the Changxing Army. That's right! I still have a firearm in my hand, why should I be afraid of those Jurchens who are holding powder kegs.
"Bang Bang Bang !!" The sound of the gun continued to sound, and another Jurchen was hit and fell to the ground. But before he died, he lit the powder keg, and a huge explosion resounded throughout the positions of the Changxing army.
Before the smoke dissipated, a sturdy figure rushed straight towards Zhang Dou through the smoke.
The soldiers of the Changxing Army saw the Jurchen holding the powder keg rushing towards Zhang Dou, and they all changed color, Zhang Dou was their sky, and without Zhang Dou, there would be no Changsheng Island. At that time, more than 100,000 people on the island will be slaughtered by the Jurchens, and they are still some distance away from Zhang Dou, and they can't stop this Jurchen for a while, so they are so anxious that they can't stomp their feet.
Zhang Dou's face also changed when he saw the Jurchens rushing over, and he was hesitating to run away. If he escaped, would it cause the collapse of the Changxing army, and what if the Jurchens were to cover up and kill later?
Then! A cry of "Turtle son!" The shouts resounded throughout the positions of the Changxing Army, and a figure rushed towards the Jurchens.
"Mabao! Come back! Dangerous! Zhang Dou's shout blurted out.
Hehai got the promise of his master, Abatai, and went to blow up the array of the Changxing army. He didn't plan to go back alive before leaving, and in his opinion, only death could repay the master's kindness to him.
But he was not one of those brainless reckless men, and he sneered at his companions who were carrying powder kegs and perishing with the ordinary soldiers of the Changxing Army.
He's not one of those consumables, his target is Zhang Dou. So as soon as he entered the array of the Changxing Army, he looked for an opportunity to get close to Zhang Dou, and finally the emperor lived up to his wishes.
After a loud bang, the road to Zhang Dou opened in front of him. Extremely excited, he rushed up with the powder keg in his arms, close! It's close again! As long as he takes another 10 steps forward, he will be able to die with Zhang Dou. Zhang Dou's shining golden armor is so dazzling, and it is a supreme honor to be able to return with Zhang Dou.
He smiled proudly, and at this moment, a person quickly ran out of Zhang Dou's side. The man rushed towards him with a white pole gun in hand, and He Hai hesitated.
If you want to get close to Zhang Dou, you must defeat the enemy in front of you, and it is impossible for him to get around the white gun in that person's hand.
If he wants to die with a small soldier, Hehai is extremely unwilling. At the moment when he hesitated, Ma Bao made a move, and the white pole gun in his hand stabbed at He Hai quickly.
He Hai dodged and dodged Ma Bao's attack with the barrel in his hand. Ma Bao's moves have been used for the past, and if he wants to stab him again, he can only withdraw the spear and stab again.
At that time, He Hai had already thrown off Ma Bao and rushed to Zhang Dou's eyes, and He Hai was about to rush forward with a smug smile.
But he didn't feel proud for long before he felt a pain in his left hand, and the fire fold in his hand fell to the ground.