Although there were only more than 100 people, the momentum of the cavalry charge was still quite shocking, the sound of horses' hooves trampling the ground, and the spears flashing with cold light, all made the Ming soldiers who had just entered the battlefield feel the rapid beating of their hearts.

"Change formation!"

Feng Zhen on the artillery position said.

The signal soldier beside him immediately waved his flag.

The Ming troops on the left and right sides of the hollow phalanx immediately lined up in a neat line, and began to open up with the center of the circle that meets the front under the accompaniment of drums, and the original hollow phalanx became a column again, and the rear reserve was still on standby in the original position.

At this moment, the artillery of the Ming army roared again.

Four five-pound shells almost all hit the middle of the cavalry, and one of them instantly turned a cavalryman into a cloud of blood mist, then wiped out the entire head of the cavalry behind, and finally broke the body of a cavalryman waist-to-waist.

In fact, Yang Feng is habitual, and lacks feelings for the solid shells of this era, but the lethality of this kind of solid shells on the real land battlefield is not much worse than that of flowering shells, and the highest record once had a record of scrapping more than a dozen people with a shell, compared to the flowering shells that usually only have single-digit shrapnel because of the lack of power of black powder, this kind of thing is actually more practical.

But only four guns could not stop the cavalry, and the speed of such things was so fast that it usually did not reach the infantry after a few shots.

"Fire!"

When the cavalry of the Qing army entered the firing range of 400 meters, the commander of the first sentry in the middle waved his saber and roared, and more than 100 soldiers in the first row of the three sentry posts in front of him raised their guns and aimed at the trigger almost at the same time.

Immediately after that, the second platoon of soldiers opened fire.

The soldiers in the first row took out the paper shell bullet from the cartridge box on their waist, bit off one end and poured a little gunpowder into the medicine pool, erected the rifle and carefully poured the remaining gunpowder and the bullet in the same package into the muzzle, pulled out the pass strip on the gun, pressed the front end against the conical tip of the bullet, pushed it hard to the bottom, pulled out the pass bar and inserted it back into its original place, quickly raised the rifle and aimed at the target in front of him and pulled the trigger.

The whole process was basically completed in twenty seconds, and at this time, the second and third platoons of soldiers had also finished shooting and quickly began to reload, because the rate of fire far exceeded that of the arquebus, in fact, there was no order to shoot, and all the soldiers were desperately speeding up the reload, striving to shoot more bullets before the Qing cavalry arrived.

No one even bothered to glance at the battlefield ahead, until a soldier who was about to open fire stopped in a daze.

"What about the enemy?"

He said subconsciously.

"Stop shooting!"

It was only then that the sentry commander realized that there was no enemy in front of him.

A total of only 100 Qing cavalry, from a distance of 400 meters on the Ming army fired, the soft and ditchy muddy rice field charge slowly, in the process of rushing through this distance, those Ming soldiers fired four shots quickly, slow also fired three shots, three infantry posts 500 soldiers fired nearly 2,000 bullets, four six-pounder guns also fired 12 shells, such a firepower if there were three or five hundred cavalry can break through the Ming defense line, but the 100 cavalry is useless.

The last Qing cavalry fell less than thirty meters away from the Ming army battle line, but the horse fell and the person was fine, he got up blankly, as if subconsciously raised his waist knife and roared, and then before he could charge, there was a dense burst of gunfire here, this loyal soldier of our Qing Dynasty was very tragically shaking under the impact of the bullet, and when the gunfire was over, he used his last strength......

He still couldn't wield the knife.

Then he collapsed limply in a pool of blood.

General Shi in the back looked at this scene stupidly, watching his iron horse disappear like this, and then he suddenly came to his senses.

"Retreat, retreat immediately, withdraw to the port and wait for reinforcements!"

He said without hesitation, and then ran back with a flick of the horse's head, the cavalry couldn't rush his infantry had a fart, and it would be a fool not to run at this time, and the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners beside him were obviously as smart as their generals, just when Shi Wenbing turned around and fled, all the Qing soldiers ran towards Luomen Port like ducks after a chaotic scream.

"Chase!"

Feng Zhen behind them let out a long breath and said.

He was also worried, after all, his army had never experienced a battle, and Yang Dashuai's set of things had not been tested in actual combat.

But now, don't worry about anything.

The soldiers of the Ming army, who were also extremely confident, finally understood their strength, what about the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners, they were not killed like dogs, after receiving the order to pursue, they immediately chased after the Qing army, and when they ran through the corpses of those Qing cavalry, they saw that there were injured and gave a shot by the way.

The four six-pounder guns behind them also raised their muzzles to fire at the defeated Qing army, and replaced them with flowering shells, although the lethality of this caliber flowering shells is weaker, but they are more terrifying than solid bullets.

The cannonballs that whistled down and then exploded beside them accelerated the rout of the Qing army, and the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners who were eager to flee even threw away all their burdens, especially those heavy weapons such as guns, and some of them even threw their own shotguns. They were really frightened, the gun platoon is not a rare tactic, the Ming army was not unused back then, but such a terrifying platoon gun scared a person to death, almost a mile away can be killed with one shot, how far can the cannon hit, how can such a battle be fought? Can these infantry rush faster than their horses?

However, the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners in the rout did not notice that countless cold lights flickered in the mountains and forests on their right.

This is the 3rd Infantry Battalion of the Ming Army.

In fact, they had already arrived, but because they were all new soldiers, many of them were not even trained in loading, so the battalion commander Du You was very clever not to get involved in the battle of the first battalion, but to go around to the flank of the Qing army, preparing to attack from the flank immediately once the Qing infantry attacked, but now that he saw the rout of the Qing army, he didn't hurry up and shoot the water dogs.

"All on bayonets!"

Du You drew his saber and shouted.

All the soldiers under him immediately pulled out their bayonets and loaded their rifles, in fact, it can't be said to be a bayonet, more precisely, it is a three-edged stabbing made of alloy steel, this is the standard bayonet of the Ming army, although Yang Feng said that it was for Lin Qian to imitate the Vauban-style, but that is just the installation method, and the real bayonet can't of course be used so backward.

Immediately afterwards, Du You waved his saber and shouted: "Kill, kill the Tartar!" ”

Nearly 1,000 officers and men of the 3rd Battalion, hidden in the mountains and forests, immediately raised their bayonet rifles and shouted to kill the flank of the Qing army.

"Ming Army!"

Panicked screams immediately rang out among the fleeing Qing troops.

After the Ming army rushed out approaching the Qing army, it first raised its rifle and pulled the trigger, and the Qing army fell in pieces in the chaotic gunfire, and then the Ming army did not care about loading, and ran into the Qing army with a cold and shining bayonet.

Du You took the lead in raising the knife and slashing directly at a Qing army Niu Lu, who hurriedly raised his waist knife to try to block it, and the lancet forged by spring steel instantly cut off Su Tie Yanling's knife, and without the slightest pause, he split the cotton armor on Niu Lu's head, and then cut into his head.

At the same time, a Qing soldier stabbed with a spear, Du You pulled out a short gun loaded with bullets and aimed it at his chest and pulled the trigger, the blood on the cotton armor of the Qing army spread at the moment the gunshots rang out, and he immediately inserted the short gun into the holster next to the saddle, and then took out another one, and at the same time the saber in his right hand slashed at a Qing soldier beside him, who did not dare to meet the attack but turned around and ran, but the willow leaf saber still slashed on his back.

Du You flicked his horse's head and was about to slash at the next target, when a rifle bayonet suddenly pierced the chest of this hapless Qing soldier.

"Ma, rob Lao Tzu's business!"

He scolded with a smile.

The Ming soldiers, who drew their bayonets, were so frightened that they quickly ran away.

At this time, the entire third battalion had been mixed up with the Qing army, although they were all new soldiers, but the people of this era were the least resistant to this kind of hand-to-hand combat, because in their eyes this was the real war, and those young soldiers completely regarded the rifle as the spear they were most familiar with, and the rifle with the bayonet was indeed almost catching up with a spear.

"This is the Eight Banners? It's better to be in the green camp! ”

Du You looked at the battlefield speechlessly, those Eight Banners elite soldiers were scattering and fleeing like frightened ducks, and then they were nailed to the ground one by one by the Ming army's bayonets, and at this time, a battalion of pursuing soldiers had also arrived, and some of the Eight Banners elite soldiers even knelt on the ground and surrendered, even if they were still resisting, it was obvious that they were far from their legendary identity......

"Quick, you dog minions, come here!"

The hapless Shi Wenbing set up a bayonet in a panic and yelled at his coats not far away.

He is the most eye-catching because he is riding on a horse, and when the Ming army rushed out, he was killed by a burst of gunfire, and when he got up from the ground, the Ming army also came to him, fortunately, after all, it is also a family of generals, and it is more or less still a little combative, but it can't stand the long thorns on the guns of the Ming army! Now count on the coated minions to save him.

However, as soon as he finished saying this, the clothed servant closest to him suddenly screamed and was stabbed into the chest by two spears at the same time.

"Two dogs!"

Seeing the most loyal servant fall like that, General Shi shouted angrily.

But on this distraction, a spear stabbed in the shoulder, he screamed and took a step back, the knife in his hand also fell to the ground, the Ming soldier opposite him immediately pulled out the spear and stabbed it again, the panicked Shi Wenbing stumbled under his feet, sat on the ground with a butt, and before he could get up, the spear was pierced in his chest, and he said something with blood in his mouth, but unfortunately no one cared anymore.

The soldier kicked him in the chest and pulled out the spear, because he was worried that he was not dead, he simply picked up his Kangxi Ye Imperial Treasure Knife, chopped off his head with a knife, and then grabbed the pig's tail, shouting like showing off: "Who knows what kind of official is the ruby top!" ”