Two rounds of continuous fire bombardment have made the Qing army in front of the Qing army stupid, in the sound of bursting beans, there are constantly Qing troops being knocked off their horses, the first wave of more than 1,000 cavalry mainly Han army and Sauron soldiers, there are also a small number of Manchurian soldiers and Mongolian banner soldiers, this mixed second-line army will to fight simply can not withstand such a degree of blow, but under the usual surname of the horse, there are still many people continue to rush forward.

The military order has not been canceled, and under years of harsh training, the Han army and the Sauron soldiers are not weak in military discipline, at least under the current level of blows, they are still riding their horses.

"Shoot arrows, shoot arrows quickly!"

A small flag on his back was interrupted by a bullet in a triple iron armor, leaving only a bare flagpole and a thick helmet that had been knocked off, leaving a deep bloody streak on his smooth scalp.

Faced with such a blow, this brave low-level officer of the Qing army was still very calm, he kept galloping in the formation, and also told his subordinates to keep moving, trying to increase the accuracy of the shooting and aiming of the square firearms, as long as they moved, with the old experience, the power of the Ming army's firearms shooting was very limited.

At the same time, he also ordered his subordinates to immediately approach the archery, at this time the Qing cavalry was shot down by more than 100 horsemen, but still kept moving forward, from the various levels of military attachés below Bashiku, also in the formation of the non-stop shouting command, drinking orders to continue to move forward.

With the arrogance of the Qing army after many years of war, although the casualties in several rounds of firearms were miserable, how could they retreat!

First a few people shot arrows on horses, and then dozens or hundreds, as long as they were qualified for riding and archery, when they galloped to within a hundred paces, they hurried out the arrows on the horse, and then they were ready to separate the sides and turn back to adjust.

The front of the entire battlefield was very wide, and the Ming army did not set up barriers to hinder the high-speed maneuver of the cavalry, nor did the cavalry come out to threaten the two wings of the Qing army, so the use of this cavalry combat method should have been very effective, but the Qing army on the front line soon knew its mistake!

The third, fourth, and fifth rounds of firecrackers are fired in turn!

The sound of the heavy fire gun is dull and long, and relatively speaking, the sound of the light fire gun is much lighter and more crisp, and the frequency of the sound is also connected with the heavy fire gun one after another.

Every firecracker has undergone rigorous training!

Every decomposition action must be very accurate, each action must be in place, a slight deviation, those Tessie instructors' whips are pulled down, there will never be the slightest politeness!

These bastards are also really ruthless, splitting their heads and covering their faces to draw in people's faces, these beasts are not only not native to their hometowns, even Chinese, trained, one by one more fierce than the devil, fire hammers take more silver than ordinary foot soldiers, many people would rather be spearmen or knife players, than fire hammers!

The officers of the Pingyu Army complained about this kind of training, but the prince, who had always been good, had no room for negotiation in this matter.

Even if those Taixi people themselves get drunk from time to time and often do not abide by military discipline, the position of fire gun instructor is in the hands of these Taixi military attachés!

Not only training, but also the casting of firecrackers!

It is fair to say that the development of firearms in the Ming Dynasty has taken a crooked path, and at the beginning of the founding of the country, the level of firearms of the Ming army must be unique in the world, and no one can beat it.

But after more than 200 years of tortuous development, the West has left the Ming Dynasty behind in this regard.

The musketeers of the Pingyu Army, also after non-stop training, have won the praise of all the instructors.

When it comes to soldiers, Chinese soldiers are the best.

Obedient, able to endure hardships, have a certain degree of comprehension, and be full of courage.

As long as there is a certain amount of organization and training, it is too simple to train a strong army in China.

The firecracker in front of him, in terms of tactical movements, is no longer under the instructor.

From pulling out the corked hat, to lighting the fire rope, loading the projectile, aiming at the ear, and listening to the command to fire.

Under the unified command, all the firecrackers are just like when they are training, and every movement is extremely proficient, and there is no hindrance at all!

Firing, through the chamber, recharged, and fired, every row to each column, each phalanx, all the musketeers are constantly moving, under such a dense and non-stop bombardment of firearms, the muzzle of the gun keeps emitting white smoke, under the firing of hundreds of firearms, the whole battlefield is choking the smell of gunpowder.

And on the opposite side of the central phalanx, the Qing army in the first echelon has already been crossed!

Round after round of firecrackers were fired, the density and power were completely beyond the experience of the Qing army, and no Ming army had ever fought such firearms, and it was impossible for them to have such powerful firearms!

Almost all the Qing troops in the first few rows were killed, everyone's armor was pierced or dented, blood and minced meat were everywhere, and the blood and water on the entire battlefield were already flowing everywhere one by one, and many war horses were hit by heavy fire, and the internal organs of the horses flowed out, and their bodies were lying on the ground, still screaming.

The more than 300 horsemen on the first wave of the impact line have been completely destroyed, and Fendebashiku, who had just commanded archery, was shot in the abdomen, and a fist-sized blood hole was opened by the projectile, and the intestines flowed out...... This cycle went on and on, until a projectile hit his head again, and after a cloud of blood mist was raised, the Qing military attache who had been fighting for many years was finally freed.

After the first line, the Qing army on the second line had begun to hesitate, and the speed of the horses was already very slow, but it still inevitably entered the range of the Pingyu army.

The cheerful and dull sound of firearms rang out one after another, and the iron knights who had dominated the world were finally afraid, and after their partners were once again pierced in the chest, or half of their bodies were bent by the heavy firecrackers, these Qing troops began to retreat uncontrollably.

"Where did the Ming people get so many powerful firecrackers?"

At the end of the first line, still three hundred paces away, Lahi's face was as pale as a dead man. I have been in the army for many years, I don't know how many battles I have fought, and it is not unheard of in a battalion of the Ming army with thousands of firearms of all kinds, but as long as the first wave of fire of the Ming army is avoided, the distance is better controlled, and there is nothing to be afraid of no matter how many firearms there are, even if the smoke rises on the battlefield and the sound of artillery is louder, as long as the iron cavalry of the Qing army gallops to within 100 steps, the firearms of the Ming army are no different from the burning sticks.

This was true in Liaodong, in Guanning, and in the interior of the Ming Kingdom.

Years of experience are completely useless today!

The power of the Ming army's guns was huge, and the gap between shots was almost negligible, and under the blow of this dense firepower, the cavalry used the cavalry to shoot at a distance with the bow and the firecracker, which was not a joke, but a big joke.

Seeing the loyal and brave sons and daughters constantly falling under the guns of the gunners on the opposite side, Rahi only felt that his heart was broken.

As a military attache who is too mid-level to high-level, the strength that he really uses under his command is the most important. Like the upper-class nobles of the Eight Banners, the military attachés under their command are also the most important at this time is their own strength, if they have strength, they will have status, and they will have room for growth.

There are more than 1,000 elites under his command, and even if he talks to Baylor, he can straighten his waist!

Among Laxi's subordinates, there were only more than 100 real Manchurian soldiers, and a considerable number of them were appointed by him as officers to control the troops.

This motley force, which is dominated by the Han army, Sauron soldiers and a few Mongol soldiers, is also trained by him, and even if it is a cannon fodder unit, it cannot be underestimated.

At this time, Laxi didn't feel that he had entered the state, and his sons and daughters did not exert their strength, so they slammed into an invisible iron wall in front of them, and their heads were bleeding and they were killed and wounded.

In such a short period of time, nearly 300 of his subordinates have been killed and wounded, and the casualties are close to or more than 30%.

"Zhang Jing, leave us some seeds!" As a close confidant of Lahi, a military attache also had tears in his eyes, and he couldn't help crying when he saw that there were still soldiers in front of him who were shot down and dismounted.

In the most incredible nightmare, the military attache did not imagine such a situation in front of his eyes.

There was no contact, no bloodshed, no artillery, and the battle-hardened warriors were killed in a very cruel and cruel way in vain.

"Order, separate the two sides to avoid!"

The morale of the army is already in chaos, and if it persists, it will only cause chaos in the entire central battlefield. Rahi is a very experienced commander, and the idea of retaining his strength is just a thought, and the reason that really makes him dare to give orders is that he can't fight anymore.

Many cavalry in the forward have spontaneously fallen off their horses and retreated, and once this situation cannot be stopped, the entire forward force will collapse, which will affect the follow-up of the follow-up troops.

At the same time as Rahi gave the order, all the military attaches around him changed their faces drastically, and many of them had their teeth trembling...... First, I heard an almost unimaginably loud noise.

Then I saw a thick white smoke rising from the Ming army's formation, which was in the direction of the right flank of the Ming army.

Then I saw the black-pressed cannonballs flying through the air, like the sharp scythe of death.

"Cannon, cannon, it's the cannon of the Ming people!"

The Qing military attaché, who was still crying just now, opened his mouth and his jaw was about to fall off.

What an unimaginable situation.

I don't know how many Ming artillery guns opened fire at the same time, after the sound, the earth seemed to shake, the rumbling cannon sound was more amazing than any terrible lightning strike, and the momentum of any Ming artillery bombardment experienced by these battle-hardened Manchurian military attaches was greater and more violent!

"That's where the Mongols stormed." After the frightened hoofs and jumps of the war horse, Rahi's face was like a dead man, and he looked at the direction of the Mongolian horse team's assault, and the capillaries in his forehead exploded...... With this level of shelling, what a sea of hellfire will those Mongol barbarians fall into!

(To be continued)