"Ula, Ula, Ula!"

It is like a thunderstorm rolling through the sky, shaking into the bones of men.

Zhu Xuanshui was completely infatuated: "No, no, this is not my army of the Ming Dynasty, no, absolutely not!" ”

When the thieves were shooting arrows indiscriminately, seeing that the Ningxiang army was not hiding or hiding, although Zhu Ting hated Sun Yuan as a thief, but after all, his subordinates were soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, so he couldn't help but clench his fists and exclaimed: "Why don't they hide, why don't they hide?" ”

Hearing his father's muttering, Zhu Ting: "Why not?" ”

Zhu Xuanshui: "It's too strong, it's too strong, this kind of military discipline, even Qi Jiguang was just like that back then!" ”

After speaking, he leaned down suddenly, grabbed a handful of snow and wiped it on his face, tidied up his clothes, and didn't know where the strength came from, and jumped on the war horse suddenly: "Forward!" ”

Zhu Ting was startled and grabbed Zhu Xuanshui's reins: "Daddy, where are you going?" ”

Zhu Xuanshui's face was calm: "According to the system, I use soldiers in the Ming Dynasty, and there must be a supervising army in the military tent." This official is the deputy of the Jinyi Wei Nanjing Thousand Households, and he has the responsibility of monitoring the Ningxiang Army! ”

Zhu Ting opened his mouth in surprise: "Daddy, this is going to go with the army?" ”

After being stunned, his hand was loosened, and Zhu Xuanshui waved his whip. The horse barked angrily and rushed down the hillside, rolling up waves of snow.

"Daddy, Daddy, your body!" Zhu Ting was startled, lifted his breath, and ran forward quickly, so anxious that his face changed.

"Although I am a Jinyi guard, I am also a soldier of the Ming Dynasty."

"It's just a small thousand households, can Daddy need to be a prison for them?" Although Zhu Ting has long legs and has practiced martial arts all year round, his body is very good, but how can he catch up with the war horse, he only fell behind in a few steps.

The Ming Dynasty has always had a tradition of controlling each other and checking and balancing each other. For example, the six ministries of the central government, in addition to the officials, also have eunuchs and brocade guards, and the chief officials of the ministries and courtyards must first give the eunuchs and brocade guards to the auditorium eunuchs and brocade guards for review in addition to officials, and these two departments can only implement after nodding.

After Chongzhen succeeded to the throne, Dongchang was abolished, and the power of eunuchs was greatly restricted, and this system was completely abandoned.

However, a large military town already holds the military power of the Ming Dynasty, and no matter how stupid the emperor is, he can't let it go. Therefore, the army still maintained the old system, in addition to setting up a eunuch as a supervising army, there were also Jinyi guards stationed to monitor.

However, the Ningxiang Thousand Households Office is too small to have this political treatment at all. Not to mention Sun Yuan, even if the Dahewei above, there is no supervising army.

When Zhu Xuanshui heard his daughter's words, he smiled and didn't answer, but sped up his horsepower: A thousand households, can a small thousand households afford a thousand families? Yes, the discipline and obedience shown by the soldiers of the Ningxiang Army were already much stronger than the so-called elite soldiers of other armies in the world. A thousand family dings, what is this concept? I'm afraid that he can only raise it as the chief military officer of the Nine Border Town.

This Sun Yuan has trained such a strong army, it is really awe-inspiring!

Zhu Xuanshui suddenly had a strong premonition in his heart: this battle may be won, and it will be won heartily. I, Zhu Xuanshui, have been thinking about it day and night over the years, and all I want is to get meritorious service and get back the lost wealth. Isn't this the opportunity I've been waiting for for years, and how can I miss it?

A strong desire rises from the bottom of my heart and can no longer be contained.

Behind it, it was Zhu Ting's panicked cry: "Daddy, daddy, don't!" ”

At this time, he couldn't care so much, Zhu Xuanshui picked up an embroidered spring knife and threw it back: "Ting'er, take the knife, take care of yourself!" ”

The wind was blowing on his face, his heart was beating unkemptly, and a layer of sweat had appeared on his body, but he could no longer feel cold.

The Ningxiang army was already walking slowly, and in a blink of an eye, Zhu Xuanshui rushed to the front of the team, came to Sun Yuan's side, and shouted: "Sun Qianhu!" ”

Sun Yuan didn't stop, still walking forward like a leisurely stroll, and didn't even look back at Zhu Xuanshui: "Deputy Zhu Qianhu, why haven't you left yet?" ”

Zhu Xuanshui laughed loudly: "You are an officer of the imperial court, and I am also an officer of the imperial court, and we all have the duty of suppressing thieves." From now on, it seems that your army does not have a supervising army, and from now on, it will be me. I am willing to share life and death with all of you. ”

Sun Yuan was surprised, and finally turned around and looked at him deeply. Although there is a vague uneasiness in his heart, now is not the time to drive him away, besides, who knows whether this battle will end up being life or death?

This person took a dangerous risk to fight side by side with the Ningxiang Army, and this courage alone is enough to be admired.

Sun Yuan didn't want to talk nonsense, so he just nodded.

At this time, the army was still shouting one after another: "Ula, Ula, Ula!" ”

Zhu Xuanshui saw Sun Yuan nodding, and there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and he jumped off the horse and slapped the horse's buttocks.

The war horse neighed, turned around and ran back, at the back of the line, Ting'er was still screaming, but the sound was muffled by the roar of rolling thunder.

Pulling the embroidered spring knife, Zhu Xuanshui ran to Sun Yuan's side, and also strode forward in his style: "Sun Qianhu ambushed the thief army in Qingliu Pass today, and when he hit with thunder and lightning, why is it so slow." If the thief army is prepared, our army is in danger! ”

Sun Yuan: "I also want to strike with lightning, if I have a thousand cavalry, of course I can." Different branches of the armed forces have their own different tactics, so how can they stick to the art of war and not know how to adapt it? ”

As he spoke, the Ningxiang army had already entered the range of the hundreds of archers who had left the camp first.

Of course, the enemy also came within range of the muskets.

The army of the Ming Dynasty was rotten, and the quality of the bows and arrows was very poor, and the range was extremely poor. That group of peasant troops had already been frightened by the sound of "Ula" one after another.

Seeing the Ning Xiang army slowly advancing in front of him, he was already shocked and turned white.

Zhu Xuanyi looked over from this side and saw that the whole thief army had become a mess, one by one with their bows wide open, and they kept shooting arrows in a chaotic manner.

When Zhu Xuanyi entered Beiya in his early years, he traveled through Liaodong and Mongolia to do fine work, and he also experienced life and death several times. But that was twenty years ago, and now that I have returned to the battlefield, I still have some scalp tingling and my heart is beating uncontrollably when I see the feather arrows flying in the sky.

Among the raining feather arrows, a soldier beside Zhu Xuanyi was hit by an arrow in the chest and fell to the ground with a muffled grunt.

Strange to say, the sergeant did not let out a scream, but gritted his teeth tightly.

As for the other musketeers, they seemed to be oblivious to the wounds of their comrades, and continued to walk forward unsatisfied.

Then, another man fell to the ground with an arrow on his hands, and he sat down with his neck clutched. He was shot in the carotid artery, the blood was marked like a spring, and his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The other soldiers continued to move on, still ignoring the question.

Then another man fell, and then another man.

The sound of "Ula" had stopped, and no one spoke, except for the drummer next to Sun Yuan rhythmically beating the small drum hanging on his waist.

The atmosphere was so dreary that it felt like it was going to suffocate.

The cold sweat on Zhu Xuanyi's face oozed out, and he didn't know whether he was afraid or shocked.

There was a voice in my heart shouting: "How can this be like this, how can it be like this, this is not how the battle is fought!" ”

But at this time, suddenly, Sun Yuan shouted: "First row, raise your gun, aim!" ”

About three hundred soldiers in the front row stopped at the same time and raised their guns.

"Fire!"

With Sun Yuan's shout, there was a "bang", and a row of white smoke spread out in front of the formation.

"Second platoon forward, aim, fire!"

"Bang" is another row of white gunsmoke.

Numerous officers in the back gave the order neatly: "Hit the iron and half fire." ”

"Hit the iron and half fire!"

"Take out the paper-wrapped bullet, bite the tail, and pour it into the priming pool."

"Take out the paper-wrapped bullet, bite the tail, and pour it into the priming pool."

Every shout from the officers, the soldiers repeated it neatly at the same time.

But after three volleys, hundreds of archers on the opposite side fell to the ground, blood flowing hot in the white snow.

"Forward, forward!"

Sun Yuan shouted loudly.

The Ningxiang Army, who had just finished firing bullets, put away their muskets and began to walk forward unhurriedly.

The archers were the poorly equipped and weakest in an army, and when they were bombarded by the muskets of the Ningxiang army, they saw that the enemy had pounced in front of them, and they could clearly see the strong mouth of the black hole and the expressionless faces of the enemy, and they were suddenly afraid.

With a "boom", all the archers threw away their bows and arrows and turned around and ran towards the camp in a mess.

At this time, there happened to be an intruder army rushing to hear the news, and the two collided together, people neighed and screamed, and it suddenly became a mess.

"First platoon, raise your gun, aim, fire!"

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

Projectiles flew sideways, the sky was covered with milky white gunsmoke, and the entire Ningxiang Army was like a demon drilling out of the ground with clouds and fog, harvesting human lives neatly and orderly.

Sun Yuan walked at the head of the team, although he tried his best to make a calm and numb appearance, but there were waves in his heart.

The heart was still beating, and the mouth was dry and astringent, full of the taste of bronze.

Several times, the enemy's arrows slashed past him, making a sharp whistling; Several times, just one moment, I would fall on the snow and close my eyes forever.

But for the spirit of an army, if he is afraid, this army of only 1,100 people will be immediately overwhelmed by 30,000 troops, and at that time, his hard work this year, this year's perseverance, and his dream after crossing will also come to naught.

However, the casualty rate of musketeers in actual combat was extremely high, especially among officers. According to the information that Sun Yuan had read before, in the European battlefields of the same era, not to mention low-level officers, even if they were at the commander level, they could not guarantee your own safety on the battlefield where musketeers were firing.

Musket tactics focus on lining up to shoot, not dodging, and officers must be at the forefront.

This time, will my Sun Yuan be safe?

"I can't be afraid, I can't be afraid, God is favored by me, I won't die!"

One enemy after another was shot to the ground, screaming, struggling, with desperate faces, life is so fragile on this battlefield, you can't tell if you will die in the next moment.

The sudden attack was another volley of muskets, and the invading army in front of them was already a rabble, and under this neat and violent blow, it was no longer possible to organize an effective counterattack.

The drums were still beating unhurriedly, and the team was still moving forward calmly.

But there was already a thick layer of human blood on the ground, and walking on it made a crackling sound.

It was a slow blitz.

"Defeated, defeated!" The intruder, who had already been frightened, turned around and shouted at the same time and fled backwards. Looking at Sun Yuan, chaos spread like a plague.

The tents were overturned, hot meals were spilled on the ground, and the bonfires lit the hay, "boom, boom, boom" as if gunpowder had been ignited, and the flames were spreading. War horses and cattle neighed loudly, rushing through the crowd, constantly trampling the rebels to the ground.

"Won!" Zhu Xuanyi, who had been following Sun Yuan's side, had been completely shocked: how could this battle be fought so easily, aren't musketeers the most useless in the army? What kind of magic did this Sun Yuan cast on Ning Xiangjun?