Lin Chengxiang's Twentieth Army had just occupied Pyinmana, and Talong's army of 70,000 crossed the Salween River and confronted the city of Pyinmana across the Siddang River.

The Twentieth Army only had more than 30,000 soldiers, and it was only a vanguard, so Lin Chengxiang did not plan to fight a decisive battle with Ta Long, he held on to the city of Pinmana, and at the same time delivered Ta Long's message to Mu Qiyuan.

Ta Long sent a small number of soldiers to probe and found that Lin Chengxiang had not spread along the Siddang River, so he crossed the Siddang River in one fell swoop and set up camp twenty miles south of Pinmana.

The west of Pyinmana is the Baigu Mountains, the east is the Benlong Mountains, and the city is located in the Xidang River Valley between the two mountains.

Although Ta Long knew that the terrain of Pinmana was high in the north and low in the south, the ranger told him that the Ming army still had two armies on the way, and if he rashly camped in the north of the city, he would inevitably be attacked by the Ming army on three sides, so he knew that it was not good for him to be stationed in the southern plain, so he did not dare to move the army to the north of the city of Pinmana.

Because when the army was withdrawn from Ayutthaya, they marched all the way, and they did not immediately attack the city, but let the soldiers rest for a day.

There are 30,000 Ming troops in the city, and Ta Long has 70,000 troops, if before the arrival of the Ming army's reinforcements, first eliminate the defenders in the city, and then deal with the Ming army's reinforcements, it is a good idea, but Ta Long knows that the Ming army's reinforcements are only one day's journey from Pimmana, and the exhaustion of the Donghu army and the momentum of retreating all the way cannot break the city in one day.

Instead of attacking Pyinmana, Ta Long told his soldiers to rest and prepare for a decisive battle with the Ming army when reinforcements arrived.

He hoped to eliminate the main force of the Ming army through a war, as for the defeat, he Long did not think that the number of the Ming army was about the same as him, but the Ming army went deep into Donghu and fought on the land of Donghu, so it would inevitably face difficulties in replenishing grain, grass and soldiers, and also have to guard against the harassment of the small shareholder army, and his army was the elite of a hundred battles, even if the Ming army had the advantage of firearms, the Donghu army could not lose.

At this time, Mu Qiyuan and Chen Zizhuang accelerated their march, they gave up the encirclement and suppression of some small villages and towns, and a day later, the two armies arrived at Pinmana almost at the same time, and the combined army was stationed in the southeast corner, and the Ming army in the city was fighting each other.

He Long rested himself, so he decided not to give the Ming army time to rest, and he repeatedly sent troops to call the Ming army outside the city.

But Mu Qiyuan did not respond to the battle, his soldiers ran for a long time and needed to rest, he had to wait for the momentum of the Donghu army to run out, so that he could win the battle and defeat it in one go.

Mu Qiyuan asked the soldiers to guard the camp tightly, ignoring Ta Long's provocation, even if Ta Long gave him a set of women's clothes, he would also happily drape it on his body in front of the messenger.

The Donghu Army challenged for two days in a row, except for the occasional hanging in the camp, Mu Qiyuan hid in the big tent of the Chinese army to drink tea and have fun, which made the division commanders and brigade commanders in the army anxious, they asked Mu Qiyuan for battle, Mu Qiyuan ignored everything, and in the end, even Chen Zizhuang asked Mu Qiyuan for battle.

Mu Qiyuan didn't agree to face the battle, so they didn't leave, but they didn't let Mu Qiyuan taste tea with peace of mind.

"Are you all rested?" Mu Qiyuan watched his subordinate officers begging for war like this, and he didn't say anything, but he was happy in his heart.

"Report to the Commander, we're all rested!" Neat and majestic, it's like a military parade.

Mu Qiyuan nodded slightly, yes, he had a strong desire to fight, "What about the brothers?" Are they resting too? ”

"Report to the commander, the brethren are also resting, just waiting for the commander to give the order."

Chen Zizhuang also added: "The spirit of the Donghu Army is almost tossed. ”

"Well, tomorrow at the end of the day, at the end of the day, send troops, and strive to defeat the Donghu army with a drum, once the Donghu army retreats, you must pursue bravely." Mu Qiyuan's tone was grim, and he decisively gave the battle order.

"Yes, Commander, I promise to defeat the Donghu Army." This time, even Chen Zizhuang answered.

After dawn, Mu Qiyuan and Chen Zizhuang dispatched 30,000 troops, and Lin Chengxiang in the city left 10,000 soldiers to defend the city, led 20,000 main forces, and joined forces with Mu Qiyuan to challenge in front of the Donghu army.

The 50,000 Ming troops stopped less than ten miles from the camp of the Donghu Army, and among these Ming troops, they were basically infantry, with only thousands of cavalry on both sides.

The Donghu Army did not expect that the Ming army, which had been closed for several days, would take the initiative to challenge and immediately report to Talong.

He didn't care about breakfast, so he hurriedly ordered 60,000 troops from the camp and went to meet the Ming army, leaving only 10,000 defenders in the camp.

The two armies confronted each other in the narrow plain area south of Pyinmana, which is said to be narrow, but compared with the Baigu Mountains in the west, in fact, this plain area, with a width of more than 200 li, plus infinite depth, is still quite open as the main battlefield of more than 100,000 troops fighting.

It was the first time he had seen the Ming army on the battlefield, and he first looked at the other side, wanting to see what kind of immortal the Ming army was.

Gray cloth, no armor, no movement, like a heavenly soldier descending to earth.

He gasped, judging from the level of training from the appearance of the army, these Ming troops were as immobile as mountains, and they seemed to be stronger than the elite of his Donghu army.

However, he soon stopped being amazed, compared with the Ming army, his subordinates are all divisions of a hundred battles, with rich battlefield experience, they are mules and horses, pull them out and slip!

On the opposite side is the main force of the Donghu army, Mu Qiyuan did not dare to be careless, the Ming army had already completed the defense, and at the front was a gunner formation of 6,000 people, and the gunners were divided into three rows, each with 2,000 soldiers.

Behind them, 30,000 soldiers were also divided into three rows, ready to form a new huge array of gunners with flintlock muskets.

Behind the side of the gunners, there were artillery and mountain runs of the Ming army, the artillery was too cumbersome, and the equipment of the Ming army did not increase, only twenty guns per army, but the Ming army added a large number of easy-to-carry mountain guns.

Almost alongside the mountain artillery, there was also the secret weapon of the Ming army, temporarily hidden in the crowd, and covered with white cloth sheets.

He heard that the firearms of the Ming army were powerful, but he had not seen them with his own eyes, and he did not know whether the firearms of the Ming army were really powerful, or whether they were compiled by the Donghu generals who lost the battle in order to shirk their responsibilities.

He did not attack on all fronts, but first sent an infantry of 5,000 men to make a tentative attack, and he wanted to see the firearms of the Ming army with his own eyes.

Five thousand soldiers, in ten columns, wearing more than ten pounds of armor.

They first marched out of the ranks, and then ran towards the Ming army on the opposite side, the speed became faster and faster, when there were still two hundred steps away from the Ming army, the Donghu army slowed down like a demonstration, they did not seem to come to the battlefield to fight, but to travel, or to negotiate with the Ming army.

The gunmen kept their eyes on the opposing Toungoo army.

The effective range of the flintlock pistol was only a hundred paces, but the opposite side was full of infantry who were not moving fast, and they did not have the speed and impact of cavalry at all, so Mu Qiyuan decided to put them at eighty paces before fighting.

The closer the distance, the higher the hit rate of the flintlock pistol, and the less chance the Eastern Army had to retreat and escape.

The advancing Donghu army did not release arrows, and it was not yet within the range of bows and arrows, but the soldiers at the front had already begun to draw their bows, as long as they entered the range of bows and arrows, they would immediately shoot with arrows, and they didn't care what the Ming army on the opposite side was doing.

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

……

The flintlock pistol rang out, and the hundreds of Donghu archers wandering in the front seemed to have been negotiated with the Ming army, and as soon as the gun rang out, they immediately fell to the ground, not knowing whether they were really injured or pretended.

The Donghu sword and shield soldiers behind were shocked, they hadn't seen the Qingming army make a move, and hundreds of soldiers had fallen on their side.

The Donghu soldiers forgot the pace of advance, and the Ming army had to stop shooting, there were too few Donghu in the range of the flintlock pistol, so as not to waste bullets, the gunners who had just shot hurried to squat on the ground and load ammunition.

After a wave of gunfire, the battlefield fell eerily silent.

The Donghu army, which came to its senses, immediately brandished their swords and swooped down on the Ming army, they were the most elite army in Donghu, and they were almost undefeated in the battle against Dacheng, and as long as the Dacheng army saw them, they would only shrink in the city.

After suffering such a big loss, they must find it back from the Ming army, and under the stimulation of the officers, they forgot about the death just now, and also forgot the flintlock pistol of the Ming army.

But they were only sword and shield soldiers, and they had no bows and arrows on them, only swords.

The sword must face the enemy, and if you go down with a knife, either the enemy will die or I will die.

The most direct killing, the most intentional revenge, the bloodiest victory.

The Ming army did not have swords, but the swords of the Ming army had long become an ornament for soldiers, and more often, they were just weapons to deter the enemy, and they could only be used when slaughtering wounded soldiers.

Now the Ming army kills people, relying on flintlock pistols.

The range of the flintlock pistol not only far exceeds the opponent's sword, gun, sword and halberd, but also exceeds the opponent's bow and arrow, which is a weapon carefully crafted to kill the enemy when Zhu Youzhen was still the king of letters.

I can shoot you, but you can't hit me.

On the battlefield, watching their companions fall under the opponent's guns one by one, all soldiers with blood types and combat effectiveness will pounce at the first time, even if they become the opponent's target, they want to avenge their comrades, no matter whether this war is just or aggressive.

When Zhu Youzhen was only a teenager, he interpreted the dynamics of the battlefield.

The more powerful the Donghu soldiers are, the faster they will die, and the flintlock pistols of the Ming army, at a distance of eighty paces, are intertwined into a dense firepower network, as long as they enter this firepower network, they can only come in standing and lie down, even if they are wearing armor like the Donghu army.

No, it's not lying down to get out, it's not going out at all.

If they don't want to go to heaven, they can only go to hell.

The gunners had just completed three waves of shooting, and the 5,000 Donghu elites on the opposite side had already suffered casualties, and in the eyes of the gunners, there were no more Donghu soldiers standing.

The gunfire gradually thinned out and finally stopped.

No one knows when the gunshots will sound next and what kind of shock it will bring to the Donghu Army.

He had a gloomy face, this was the most painful defeat he had ever experienced, the five thousand Donghu army was completely annihilated, but he didn't see any casualties in the Ming army, let alone see it before, he hadn't heard of it at all.

He knew what kind of opponent he was up against.

Looking at the unequal casualties, Ta Long actually forgot to give the order to withdraw the army, and let the Ming army slaughter his 5,000 soldiers.

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