Chapter 682: The Battle of Ningyuan Begins (Medium)

Since Nurhachi raised his army with thirteen pairs of armor, the Manchu Qing Dynasty has brutally beaten the outwardly powerful Ming into a severely crippled figure in a few decades. ()()

Originally, those who were still afraid of the Ming Dynasty still remembered the Mongolian herdsmen who Qi Shaobao had performed Sekh's martial arts in their hearts. By this time, he had long since ceased to take the weak Central Plains Dynasty in his eyes. In their hearts, the entire Central Plains will become their racecourse, following the Manchurians to eat and drink spicy. Almost all the Mongols were in high spirits at the moment.

Ulihan is the prince of the Jerim tribe and the prince of Shuo, Darhan, and he is also brave, and it is rumored that he can lift a thousand catties! It was highly praised by the Mongols and appreciated by Huang Taiji. Originally, Huang Taiji was going to marry the youngest daughter of Doroqianxiang Belwakda to him. Later, because Huang Taiji suddenly died of illness in Shenyang, the matter was temporarily delayed. Ulihan is also waiting for the military merits of this war before mentioning family affairs.

However, like most muscular people in this era, Ullihan's head was not very easy to use, without reading any books. After receiving Abatai's order, Ulihan did not hesitate to immediately send hundreds of his most elite light cavalry to leave the queue and run in a circle towards the Ming army opposite.

"What are they doing?" Escorted by thousands of dragoons, Gao Yang crossed the unknown stream and came to a small earthen platform next to the stream to observe the entire battlefield.

It didn't take long to discover hundreds of Manchu cavalry riding horses and trotting around in circles. When they came out of the range of the musket, they suddenly dismounted, took out the bag hanging on the horse's back, took out the bean feed, and began to feed the horse, and from time to time stretched out his hand and patted the horse's neck. I didn't understand the origin of what this was doing, and asked out loud in confusion.

"This is the pre-battle preparation that cavalry will do before launching the final charge. Feed the war horse with water and feed to soothe the horse's emotions. At the same time, it stimulates the enemy army and boosts the morale of the army on your side. When did these Mongols become so brave? Gao Yang was wearing a straight military uniform, and his riding boots were polished. Holding a horsewhip in one hand and a telescope in the other. Riding on a rare tall horse, he explained aloud.

"They're Mongols?" The origin shouted in surprise, "Didn't you say that you came to fight with the Manchus?" ”

"Look at the flags in the distance with yellow in the middle and red borders on all sides, and the sergeants are also wearing a piece of yellow, the real Manchus. Look at the flag, it should be a man with a yellow flag, but why are there so few of them? The infantrymen in front of them who were dressed in a mess were basically Manchu clothed minions, and their combat strength was about five or less. Those beggars on horseback are all Mongols, with good riding skills and may be slightly stronger in combat. Gao Yang said in detail.

"Just such a few people, they are all armies in the era of cold weapons. The Manchus look down on you too much, right? The origin said funny.

"It's a war. I am glad that the Manchus have become so light on the enemy, because then my soldiers can reduce their losses. Nothing is more important to me than the lives of soldiers. Eating them little by little is the best option. Gao Yang put down the binoculars in his hand and looked sideways at the boundless huge army under his command. There was a hint of determination in his eyes. Said in a very serious tone.

"There's another benefit." Yuan Dian said softly, "Your soldiers are all new recruits who are on the battlefield for the first time. No matter how well you train on weekdays, anything can happen when you really go to the brutal battlefield. Now the first opponent is so weak, it can not only familiarize the sergeants with the atmosphere of the battlefield, but also boost the morale of the army after the victory. That's a great thing. ”

That's what it means. The corners of Gao Yang's mouth curled slightly, raised his head and cast his eyes on the yellow flag in the distance, and whispered, "What a good person." ”

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The effective range of the Ferguson flintlock pistol was about 200 meters, but that was made using 18th-century production techniques and raw materials.

The Ferguson flintlock pistols that Gao Yang equipped his army with used raw materials and production equipment brought over from modern time and space. The rifling drawn by advanced machine tools and the machining accuracy of each part are far from what people in this era can imagine. Coupled with the excellent quality of raw materials, the effective range of the flintlock pistols in the hands of Gao Yang's sergeants can even reach more than 400 meters! In this era, it is completely invincible.

The Mongol cavalry thought they were far away and safe, but they were already on the verge of being within the effective range of the new sergeants. The so-called effective range does not mean that it can only hit so far. This is just a reference data. The actual lethality is beyond this distance. In other words, these Mongol cavalrymen all had half a foot in the Ghost Gate.

The reason why the New Army sergeants did not shoot was simply because they were not given the order to fire. After the Mongol cavalrymen tidied up their belly belts and saddles, they began to turn over and get on their horses. The sergeants began to prepare for engagement under the orders of the commanders of the biochemical warriors at all levels.

As the muffled horn sounded, hundreds of cavalry shouted loudly in Mongolian language that Gao Yang did not understand. Urging the war horse under his crotch to start trotting and accelerating, he immediately began to circle in front of the new army. According to past experience. The firearms in the hands of the Ming army had a longer range than bows and arrows. However, these Mongol cavalrymen were very experienced, and they swung round after round in front of the new army with their bows and arrows, trying to lure the new army into fire.

According to past experience, the firearms of the Ming army could generally only be fired once during combat. Because after they're done shooting. The Manchu army had already pounced.

But this time was different, these Mongolian cavalrymen were not stupid enough to think that they could overthrow tens of thousands of people with hundreds of horsemen! They just came to test the reality of this group of Ming troops. Although he was very hearty in front of the battle, he was not too far ahead.

"It's sick." Gao Yang, who was observing the battlefield, retracted the telescope. "I thought they were brave enough to dare to break through with only a few hundred horses. It turned out that he was just here to test the firepower. ”

"Do you want to kill them?" Origin asked.

"Hmm." Gao Yang nodded and said softly, "Use them to boost morale and strengthen the faith of the sergeants." Get off to a good start. Let the sergeants believe that they can win the war. These cannon fodder don't have to be in vain, let's get started. ”

Seeing that the Ming army did not react, the Mongolian cavalry who came to test them became more and more emboldened, and their mouths let out chaotic and inexplicable shouts. The instigated war horses are getting closer and closer. When the distance between the two sides was less than 200 meters, a loud military horn suddenly spread throughout the entire New Army formation.

The sergeants who had been able to successfully complete the preparations before firing despite their nervous faces, and had been standing quietly to keep the formation in order. After hearing the sound of military trumpets and the shouts of officers at all levels, they quickly completed the preparations before shooting in accordance with the requirements of the infantry training manual, which had already been memorized.

The Mongol cavalrymen, who had already stepped into the Ghost Gate Pass on one leg, had no idea that they had fallen into a dead place. But looking at the uniform movements of almost all the sergeants on the opposite side, it was obvious that something was wrong. Many of the Mongol cavalry had already begun to turn their horses, preparing to retreat farther away. It's just that it's too late to leave at the moment. No matter how fast a horse runs, can it still be faster than a bullet?

There was a "bang", and a cloud of orange fire erupted from the muzzle of a cyborg warrior's hand. In the firelight, a shining trail crossed the early morning sky, and in less than a second, it flew over a distance of more than 100 meters, and slammed into the body of a Mongolian cavalryman. The powerful kinetic force allowed the lead bullet with a diameter of more than ten millimeters to easily penetrate the clothes and leather armor, rolling in the abdominal cavity of the Mongol cavalry and destroying the internal organs, and then burrowed out of the back, bringing out a large canopy of blood and shattered internal organs.

The sound of this gunshot was a signal. In a very short period of time, the dense gunfire like fried beans rang out wildly. There was a large cloud of smoke rising from the positions of the Forces nouvelles, and gunpowder weapons were always unavoidable. But fortunately, this morning the wind gusted, and the smoke was quickly blown away.

After a dense volley, the front sergeants turned to the left and walked to the back almost simultaneously. Reload your weapon at the same time. The sergeants in the second row stepped forward to take their positions, raised their guns and took aim. As the order was given, the thunderous sound sounded again, and another salvo began.

"Isn't that a revelation of your might? Wouldn't it have been better if we had waited until the main force of the Manchu army had come up and then started to attack intensively. Yuan asked in a puzzled voice.

Gao Yang took off his leather gloves, took out a cigarette, and lit it. Tilting his head and spitting out a cigarette, he looked indifferently at the Mongolian cavalry who had turned on their backs in the distance, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he said softly, "It's pointless to take advantage of such a little cheapness." The strength of our two sides is not at all comparable. Advanced gunpowder weapons army against cold weapons army. What tactics are you still playing? It's good to crush all the way with strong strength. I will crush them with great force, crush their proudest places into powder, break their backbones, and break their faith! ”

"That's fine." Origin responded, "I guess they'll be scared." ”

"That's what I want." Gao Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of mockery on his face, "Eight Banners Iron Horse? I'd like to see how iron you are. ”

Gao Yang has always been boasting about how brave and unstoppable the Eight Banners Iron Rider has been in modern time and space, and he is completely dismissive. In his heart, there was nothing remarkable about this army of the nature of the tribal alliance. He Gao Yang has played a more powerful role!

Today's battle is the first step to the end of the Manchu Qing Dynasty! Starting from today, the originally helpless history will start to move towards a better future according to a new trajectory! There will never be a "Rather with an outsider than with a house slave!" (To be continued.) )

PS: I'm so sorry. I've been dizzy lately, either by the wrong number of chapters or by the wrong chapter names. I'm sorry for the trouble, I'm sorry. The previous chapter should be The War (Part I)

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