The volley of fire after the artillery bombardment completely destroyed the last madness of the Manchurian army, this is the hell of firearms, these barbarians from the outside of the border and the grassland appeared, this world also has the power that cannot be conquered with swords and barbarism, no matter how crazy they are, how full of fighting spirit, they are also powerless. The chapter was uploaded by netizens, and the network hereby affirms

In such a reciprocal attack, more than 20,000 Manchu and Mongolian troops are now only a little over 10,000, and the Mongol stragglers who were driven forward were all lost by the bombardment of guns and artillery.

The only thing left is the power of the Manchurian Eight Banners, according to the priority, the status of the Manchurian Eight Banners is naturally higher than the Mongolian Eight Banners, and when Abatai arranges the formation, it is also to let the Manchurian Eight Banners in the back, and the Mongolian Eight Banners in front, and at the critical time, you can use the Mongolian Eight Banners as Mongolian skirmishers.

Since the horse bandit Wu Nag on the grassland led some herdsmen and horse bandits on the grassland to defect to Nurhachi outside the Guan, the Mongolian Eight Banners have always existed as a second-class person outside the Guan, and their status is higher than that of the Han people, and even higher than those herdsmen who do their duty on the grassland.

But at this time, their true status in the armed bandit group of the Eight Banners outside the Guanwai was exposed, and they were just cannon fodder.

When the situation was tense, the troops of the Mongol Eight Banners were no more than the frightened Mongol skirmishers, these Mongol cavalry were equivalent to slightly inferior light cavalry, and they also cultivated the kind of wildness and willingness to fight in military training outside the pass, in other words, they were not necessarily people who were willing to die. \

Seeing the Eight Banners horse team holding swords and staring at each other, the leader of the Eight Banners in front was also shouting loudly, when the Eight Banners and the Eight Banners were driving behind. They all ran very slowly, and if they wanted to adjust and confront, they also moved very quickly, and the artillery and firearms of the Jiaozhou battalion were fired in turn.

The front team of the Mongolian Eight Banners has been affected, and everyone knows that stepping forward is looking for death. No one wants to take the initiative to rush into battle.

Ordered the general Abatai's eyes to be cold, and he used his hand to tie the last unfastened button of the leather pocket of the pointed helmet, and Yue Le had already pulled out the big knife on the side of the saddle.

Before there was time for internal strife, the Mongolian stragglers in front of them had completely collapsed, and the Mongolian herdsmen in the collapsed area had completely lost their minds. Presumably the same is true for their mounts.

He was driven on, but death was ahead. They had been shattered by the guns and muskets from the opposite side, those within range were routed**, and those outside range were routed.

These Mongolian herdsmen can go anywhere, but they don't dare to go to the places where the Ming army is full of guns and artillery, and other places are actually a dead end. \But they would rather go in other directions and die, rather than crash into the storm of iron and fire in a daze.

A lot of people have actually broken down. They controlled the horses indiscriminately, and they could go anywhere except for the array of firearms on the second front. It's a pity that in the other three directions, there are also soldiers of the Jiaozhou battalion who are on full alert, and no matter where they run at present, there is only death waiting for them.

Moreover, most of the places where they fled were in the rear, and the artillery and muskets had already sparsely beaten the formation of the Mongol skirmishers enough that they could already turn.

A distance of 200 paces cannot squeeze an army of 20,000. In fact, the entire Manchurian cavalry brigade was divided into two parts, wrapping the front of the first front. The Mongol skirmishers and the Mongol Eight Banners were facing the second front of the Jiaozhou battalion in front, while the two separate flanks were opposite the flanks of the first front.

If you look down from the sky. The entire large array seemed to be intertwined, but in fact, the firearms between the spear phalanx of the first front were pouring out in large numbers.

The flanks and rear of the Manchurian soldiers have been harassed and attacked by the first front of firearms, but at this time the firepower is still relatively limited, after all, the firearms in the gap between the phalanxes, the density and lethality are also extremely limited, and they can only play a role in harassment, and what they have to do now is to attack in formation. ****

The Mongolian stragglers rushing towards the back finally exploded, at this time the savagery of the Manmeng Eight Banners and the prestige on the grassland were gone, and anyone who blocked their escape route, they did not hesitate to beckoned the sword in their hands, and at this time the Manmeng Eight Banners were still confronting each other.

The main attention was not paid to these Mongol stragglers who were driven by others, and at this time they were suddenly rushed, and they were immediately overwhelmed and in a mess.

It was just a problem within them, and the musketeers of the first front began to line up on the back of the line, lined up in horizontal lines, and began to do simple alignments.

After firing a salvo, the firecrackers of the second Jiaozhou battalion front nervously loaded their ammunition and prepared to shoot.

"Fifteen steps forward!!"

The order was passed down one by one, and after the musketeers were aligned, they strode outward, crossed the artillery array, and re-lined up, and the commander-in-chief estimated the distance, and gave another order, and ordered loudly:

"Twenty steps forward, free fire!!"

This distance is a cautious estimate, and if you continue to move forward, the stray bullets are likely to hurt your comrades on the first front. ^^^^

Ordered to be the general Abatai at this time all reserved and calm was completely gone, and immediately shouted loudly to the Mengbaqi Zuo Leader Daruhua on the opposite side:

"Bastard dog, hurry up and lead people to the front, if you don't rush, everyone will not survive......"

Daruhua may have sneered back, or she may have to yelled and scolded back, but this short-lived chaos was immediately completely covered up by the sound of firecrackers sounding in front and behind.

The arrays of musketeers on the first and second lines had already begun to fire freely, and the distance between the two columns of muskeoners was less than two hundred paces, but between them was the large army of Manmeng as a barrier, and the two rows of nearly 6,000 muskets fired together.

The army of Tartars, who was about to fight among themselves, was shot at by the firearms on both sides, and they were thrown into a mess, and all the people were in chaos.

The Manchurian and Mongolian Eight Banners cavalry, which was divided into two teams by the second front, were still in a neat array, ready to take advantage of the gap caused by the Mongolian stragglers in front of them, and use the impact of the cavalry of the square team to open a hole and try to escape from this side, but now they were attacked from the front and back, and they were completely chaotic. ^^^^

"The soldiers and horses of the Tartars have completely lost their morale, so they drove these cannon fodder to charge the battle, but the armored cavalry is hiding behind them, the morale has completely collapsed, the whole army forward, wrap up!"

Wang Hai, the commander of the personal soldiers, nodded sideways, turned around and gave a few orders, and in an open space behind the handsome banner, several personal soldiers erected the wooden cannons that had been prepared long ago, and after lighting the fire, they turned around and hurriedly ran away.

With a loud "bump", a white ball of smoke was shot into the air and exploded in mid-air.

The nine battalions behind Li Meng split into two groups and began to move forward.

The team separated by the first front of the Tartars had been completely separated, led by Abatai on one side and Yue Le on the other.

Among these two teams, it is not a pure full eight banners, but the cavalry mixed with the Mongolian Eight Banners that have just been fired, and now it is not that they suddenly become a group of harmony, but there is no way to escape, they can only gather into a team to escape, but the formation can no longer be said.

The east and west directions were blocked by light and heavy cavalry, and the north was the formation of two infantry, and wherever there was a Ming army, the Tartar army did not dare to touch it, and there was only the south, where the Tartar army camped this morning, and that was the camp used as a barrier and hindrance.

Although there are Ming troops in the south of the camp, because of the existence of the camp, there must be a gap there, and it may be possible to escape along this gap.

After the decisive assault was defeated, no one thought of continuing the decisive assault, and after the will to die was dispelled, people were left with fear and humble desire to survive, even if they looked like beasts on weekdays, and were fearless of death.

No one felt that the tent in the barracks was an obstacle, it was a way of life, and everyone rushed through it like a swarm of horses whipped up.

At this time, the firecrackers of the first front really managed to run as expected, they circled around a place suitable for shooting at a distance of about ten paces from the spear array, set up the firearms, and fired as much as they wanted.

Even if the accuracy of the heavy smoothbore guns is not high, even if the free fire has no accuracy, the cavalry of the two flanks of the first front will not hesitate to hold their heads, as long as a fire is fired, a Tartar cavalry will definitely fall from their horses.

But who cares about the firecrackers around him, run back to the camp set up as soon as possible, escape along the gap, and avoid this hellish battlefield, this is the first thing to do at present, so many people, the one who died may not be me,

There was really a gap in the south, only there was no damn and terrible Ming army array over there, and maybe the Ming army in the south hadn't rushed over yet.

It's okay to run away, everyone in these panicked Tartar cavalry thinks so, enter the camp, enter the barracks along the camp gate, and run away on the other side of the barracks!!

Seeing that he was about to reach the front of the barracks, it seemed that he was about to escape, but the people who rushed to the front felt that something was wrong.

In front of these Manchurian cavalry, the stakes of the camp fence they faced collapsed violently, and behind the camp fence was the recuperated and murderous Dengzhou army.

In front of the Tartar cavalry, there was also a jungle of cold and layered spears, and now their last apparent hope of escape was also blocked.

Front and back, left and right, all Ming troops, all Ming army arrays that they dare not attack, front and back, left and right are dead ground for the Tartar army.

Under the banner of the commander of the Chinese army, Li Meng calmly listened to the report of his own soldiers, and ordered in a solemn voice:

"Since it's wrapped, let's kill it all! Don't let any of them go!! ”

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