Han Eight Banners with Blue Flags Meler Ezhen Ma Guangyuan stood in the rear of the front army, leading his soldiers, forming the front army of 10,000 Han Eight Banner soldiers, the blue flag accounted for half, there were 5,000 people, all of them were the old soldiers he recruited in Jianchang, experienced in a hundred battles, all of them can be ten with one, in private Ma Guangyuan thinks that his soldiers are not much worse than the Eight Banners, enough to be proud.

After the surrender of Tiancong in the Qing Dynasty in four years, Ma Guangyuan had an iron heart to follow the Jurchens, and for more than ten years, he fought bravely, made countless meritorious contributions, and took the position with military merits, not only carried the flag, but also became a Zhen, and the two superiors before and after, Huang Taiji and Dolgon, appreciated him very much, rewarded countless people, and trusted him very much when using soldiers.

Therefore, he understood Dorgon's intention to put him behind the Han army very clearly: to be a good warlord, if the Han army broke through the opening, he would break through and expand the results; If the Han army is defeated, it will continue to charge behind them.

Look at the big array that seems to be like a human wall, the people of the Wuzhen Chaoha Heavy Artillery Battalion who only came over yesterday are already in place, and the huge iron cannons are so eye-catching in the crowd, when they think of the spectacular pomp when these iron bumps spit fire, Ma Guangyuan has goosebumps and fever.

During this time, the fight was really aggrieved, the Ming army shrank in the city and just didn't come out, I wanted to rush up to tackle the problem, all kinds of firearms emerged in endlessly, far away can make people lose a layer of skin, finally stepped on the corpse to get closer, a few hateful low walls and trenches blocked the way, the Ming army inside through the wooden fence to the outside to stab spears, archery, and birds, even if an iron man approached, it could be melted, and even the opportunity for hand-to-hand combat was not given. No matter how brave a warrior is, there is no way to encounter this kind of thing.

Ma Guangyuan's soldiers also killed hundreds of people in this meat grinder, and he hated it so much that his teeth itched, but what could he do? The Qing army's small artillery can't hit at all, so let's get closer, and the Ming army discovered it before pushing a few steps, and then fired the cannon from afar, and the ten-pound iron bullet can beat the cast iron cannon to pieces.

Looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally looking forward to the same long-range Qing heavy artillery battalion, with them, the Ming army could blow it up even if it hid in a turtle shell.

Sure enough, as soon as the red-clothed cannon appeared, the Ming army came out in a panic.

Hehe, you also have times when you are afraid!

Ma Guangyuan smiled, squeezed the big knife that grew a head higher than his height tightly, and was very relieved: Fuck your mother! Finally gave up, see if Lao Tzu doesn't cut you down, you don't know how powerful my Han Eight Banners Army is!

Chagu confidently stood on the right side of the front army, his left and right sides are the thick barrels of the red-coated cannons, the barrels are bigger than his head, extremely strong, this is the top grade carefully built by the Shenyang artillery caster, much stronger than those of the Ming army, the possibility of blowing up the chamber is very small, as long as the operation is done properly, it is no problem to shoot dozens of cannons in a row, which is also the source of Chagu's confidence.

He rode around on horseback, and when the sun rose three feet above the treetops, all the heavy artillery had already been put in place, and they were placed according to the density of ten cannons on the left and right sides of the large array, and the gun positions were separated by two feet, and the distance between the two cannons was five miles in front of the array.

Five miles is the limit of the normal firing range of the red-coated cannon, and it is also the distance between Dolgon and the Ming army.

Now the two armies are about ten miles apart, and after the three drums, when the battle officially begins, they should go forward to each other and march to the center, and when the battle is engaged, it is exactly within the range of the red-coated artillery.

Ma Guangyuan and Cha Gu were smiling, and many people in the Qing army's large array were laughing, and in their opinion, this kind of formation was foolproof. All possible responses of the Ming army are in the calculation, if the Ming army does not move, the Qing army infantry will slowly move forward under the cover of the shield car, stay outside the range of the opponent, and wait for their heavy artillery to come forward, the red-coated cannon will gradually push forward under the protection of the cavalry, until it can hit the Ming army's large array, and begin to shell the Ming army, suppress the Ming army's firearms, and the Qing army brigade took the opportunity to break forward and defeat it in one fell swoop; If the Ming army goes forward, it will be simpler, and the Ming army leaving the protection of firearms is a dish at any time.

Dorgon thought the same thing, so he was laughing too.

The big flag above his head swept away, and the long tassel was in his hand, and he wanted to restrain Wang Huan's fierce horse.

He looked at the sky, the sun was at two o'clock, the sky was cloudless, the autumn sun was warm and bright, and the wind blowing from the top of the mountain sent the cool green mountain, which made people feel so comfortable that they wanted to shout loudly.

It's a good time to fight. Dorgon thought.

He waved his hand, and a member of the Ge Bush Xianchao Ha Battalion who followed him immediately drank the order, and the more than ten cowhide drums set up on the high place began to beat "dong dong".

Hearing this drum, there was a nameless fire in Dolgon's heart, on the second night after coming to the Stone Ridge Pass, that is, late at night after the first breakthrough of tens of thousands of people, in the dead of night, when the moon was dark and the wind was high, a team of Ming troops who did not know where to find out suddenly came out of the towering mountains, smeared their faces like a group of mountain leaders, and their whole bodies were black, like evil ghosts.

This group of people rushed straight to the rear army's baggage camp, killing people when they saw them, and cutting down people whenever they met, as vicious as asking for their lives. Of course, the Qing army camp has a rotating army patrolling the camp and keeping vigil, but the focus of the defense is the place where the front is facing the Ming army, and the baggage camp behind is in the mountains.

The evil Ming army brought fire oil, burned the big tent of hoarding food and materials, and ran away when it was lit, and the action was quick and fast. A fire burned thousands of tents, and countless items were burned, leaving Dolgon's flesh aching for days.

This cowhide drum has also been burned a lot, and these dozen drums are still urgently transported from other places, otherwise the army will fight, and there will not even be a drum, wouldn't it laugh off people's big teeth?

As the drums and trumpets sounded, Dolgon's anger grew bigger and bigger, but anger was a big taboo, and as a veteran general, Dolgon knew it very well, so he forced him to suppress his anger and kept saying: "Okay, okay, I'm about to catch that kid!" The idea to comfort yourself.

Li Guoying, the chief soldier of the Han army, who was standing at the forefront of the Qing army's array, drew his sword in his hand, put down the iron nose guard covering his face on his helmet, and roared angrily: "Enter!" ”

The Han army, with 20,000 people on the left and right, echoed in unison: "Enter!" ”

The sound is like an angry wave, and the breath is like the waves of the sky.

Hundreds of shield carts were pushed, and countless soldiers followed, and with unhurried and unhurried steps, they began to move forward, with sword-wielding soldiers in front, and a large number of archers falling behind, maintaining the same speed as the shield carts, and began to press forward like a hill moving.

The banner is unfurled, the armor covers the sky, and the invincible momentum is almost about to sweep the entire land.

Dolgon eagerly took the clairvoyant mirror handed by his entourage, opened it and closed his eyes, he wanted to see how the Ming army reacted.

The people around him also tried to keep their eyes open and look into the distance.

The Ming army moved!

Almost at the same time as the Han army moved forward, the Ming army's front also began to move, and the speed was actually the same as that of the Qing army.

The white armor is so conspicuous in the bright sun, it is impossible not to look at the past, the front row of the Ming army is a column of iron shield holders, the bright white shield face with the white helmet, it looks like a group of silver armor heavenly soldiers, the neat steps are like a person, a rough glance, like a white square box moving on the ground.

Dolgon's gaze lingered on the Kuizhou Army's foot soldiers for only a second, and then moved to the sides.

There was the Kuizhou cannon that he was deeply afraid of.

(End of chapter)