About two miles behind the Yangzhou army's position, Yan Yingyuan unhurriedly commanded the artillery to prepare for shooting, although he couldn't see anything now, but Yan Yingyuan was not worried, he had already test-fired two days ago, and he had already prepared to shoot Zhu Yuan, and what he had to do now was to listen to the order to launch the shells.

Wu Sangui led a large group of cavalry to the rear, praying in his heart that this rain would not stop, and Yiliti had already led the Manchu cavalry to prepare for the attack.

On the Yangzhou Army position, all the soldiers of the Yangzhou Army had already taken off the straw hats on their backs and put them on their heads, Huang Degong looked at it, smiled, and finally understood what this straw hat was for.

On the front, which was more than two miles wide, the first division and one regiment were ready to shoot, and the special brigade, under the leadership of Wang Zecheng, served as a reserve in the rear of the position.

Wang Qiang didn't come this time, Luo Jian arranged for him to take over the Yangzhou Reserve Division, and the safety of Yangzhou should also be taken seriously.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and he could barely see through the telescope that the cavalry of the Qing army brigade was preparing to attack, and Liu Zhaoji gave the order for the artillery to open fire.

The spring rain in March was drenched on the body, and it was cold to the bones, but no one on the Yangzhou army position moved, and even Huang Degong and Liu Zhaoji only wore straw hats like the soldiers.

A sharp whistle sounded from the position, and soon the relay was transmitted to the artillery position, Yan Yingyuan wiped the rain in front of his forehead, raised the already wet command flag in his hand, and waved it hard.

The muzzles of the thirty guns suddenly erupted in flames, forming a large fog in front of the muzzles.

Most of the shells fell in front of the Qing cavalry brigade, and another sharp whistle came, which was to tell Yan Yingyuan that it was approaching. Yan Yingyuan was a little puzzled, why was the Zhuyuan battle close today, even though it was tested yesterday? I'll have to go back and ask the Metropolitan Governor about this.

Hurry up and adjust the shooting Zhu Yuan, the current artillery is not as troublesome as before, shake the handle a few times, it has been adjusted, the shell is loaded, Yan Yingyuan gave the order to fire again.

The first shell exploded in the heavy rain, although it scared Yibuti, but he didn't care, dozens of shells just startled a few horses, it seems that the artillery of the Yangzhou army is nothing more than that, but at this moment he forgot to think about why the artillery of the Yangzhou army can still fire in the heavy rain.

Before Yibuti gave the order to attack, the second round of shells had already flown to the heads of the cavalry, but this time it was falling in the queue, and the cavalry brigade of 5,000 people was difficult to miss.

The second round of artillery shells blew up fifty or sixty cavalrymen, and Yibuti felt that the problem was serious, and if the cavalry did not attack again, they could only be passively bombed if they stayed here.

"The warriors of the Qing Dynasty, attack and cut down the Yangzhou army!" Yi Buti raised the saber in his hand and rushed out first.

Before the Qing cavalry was all launched, the third round of shells arrived, and this time the damage caused was greater, because the cavalry that had accelerated was blown up and directly affected the actions of the cavalry behind.

Wu Sangui listened to the continuous explosions, and was secretly shocked, it seems that the heavy rain has no effect on the artillery of the Yangzhou army, but I hope that the cavalry of the Manchu Qing Dynasty can survive.

Wu Sangui asked Leng Yundeng next to him while thinking: "Deputy Chief Leng , does the Yangzhou Army have so many artillery?" Why is the fight not over? ”

"Marshal, according to the scout's report, the Yangzhou army only has about 30 artillery pieces, so I think these shells were fired by these artillery, right?" Leng Yunden replied.

"How so? Could it be that the artillery of the Yangzhou army can fight so fast? Wu Sangui said.

"Well, I don't know what I know, but I hope their muskets don't fight in the rain like artillery." Leng Yundeng told Wu Sangui's worries.

"Look, our cavalry has been mobilized." Wu Sangui pointed ahead and said.

From time to time, a sharp whistle was heard from the Yangzhou army position to the artillery position, Yan Yingyuan shouted and commanded the artillery to constantly adjust the shooting of Zhu Yuan, and the shells kept falling on the road of the Qing cavalry charge.

By the time Yibuti led the cavalry to rush to a mile in front of the Yangzhou army's position, the artillery had already fired four more rounds, causing Yibouti's cavalry to lose hundreds of cavalry and disrupting the cavalry's charging formation.

From time to time, Yibuti came back to reorganize the attack formation, and his luck was really good, and even a few shells exploded not far from Yibouti, but he was not hurt in the slightest.

Less than five hundred paces, there was still nothing to see in front of the Yangzhou army's position, only the shells that exploded in the cavalry queue from time to time reminded the cavalry that there was a terrible enemy waiting ahead.

After 200 steps, I could finally see the position of the Yangzhou army, and the Yangzhou army lined up in front of the position looked extremely weak, and Yibuti believed that the Qing cavalry could penetrate this weak position with only one charge.

With a slight sigh of relief on his horse, Yibuti shouted with all his strength: "Warriors! Come on! ”

While shouting, Yibuti rushed forward with his saber in his hand.

On the position of the Yangzhou army, Liu Zhaoji had already noticed Yibuti, and at a glance he knew that he was a general with a high position in the Qing army.

Yibuti didn't know that death was already calling him, and the closer he got to the Yangzhou army's position, the more excited he felt, the louder his voice became, and the saber in his hand was about to drink blood again.

Huang Degong and Weng Zhiqi looked at the rifle in Liu Zhaoji's hand greedily beside them, and both of them knew that the Qing army general on the opposite side would not be able to run this time.

Less than a hundred paces, the cannonballs were still ringing out from time to time behind Yibuti, Yibuti couldn't care about anything, raised his hand to wipe the rain on his face, his eyes shot bloodthirsty light, and the horse speed of the cavalry behind him had been raised to the limit.

In the blink of an eye, he was less than fifty steps away from the Yangzhou army's position, and with a crisp gunfire on the Yangzhou army's position, Yibuti fell off his horse and was instantly trampled into pulp by the cavalry galloping behind him.

Before the muskets on the Yangzhou army position fired, the Qing cavalry began to roll over on their backs, and at the same time, Ma Yingkui, the commander of a regiment, blew the copper whistle that had been in his mouth, and with the long whistle, the musketeers on the Yangzhou army position opened fire at the same time.

"These small pits really played a big role, just for a short time, the Tartar cavalry is afraid that there are more than 200 people." Huang Degong pointed to the small pits in front of him, and Weng Zhiqi was busy echoing on the side.

The cavalry galloping in the rain was hit by the horse pit and the Yangzhou army's muskets at the same time, and more than 1,000 people were lost in an instant, and the cavalry behind was still rushing forward fearlessly, but fifty meters away from the Yangzhou army, people turned on their horses.

The musketeers in the first row had retreated to the fourth row, and the musketeers in the back picked up their rifles and opened fire directly, and after firing the bullets in the guns, they immediately took two steps back and retreated to the back of the line, took out the bullets from their pockets and stuffed them into the barrels, and then took out the divided gunpowder, tore open the sealed paper bag with their teeth, and poured the gunpowder into the powder pool of the gun.

"Commander Weng, you look at the training of the first division, and the fifth division will also be issued with Yangzhou in the future, if the training level does not meet this standard, see how Lao Huang cleans you up!" Huang Degong shouted in Weng Zhiqi's ear.

The sound of gunfire was mixed with the sound of rain, but Weng Zhiqi still listened to it and nodded busily.

Although the small horse trap in the rain had been leveled by the cavalry in front, the distance of fifty meters was always a line of death, and most of the cavalry of the Qing army were knocked off their horses at this distance, except for the occasional one who rushed through fifty meters.

There were also Qing cavalry who began to shoot at the Yangzhou army's position with their cavalry bows at this distance, but the heavy rain seemed to have a greater impact on the bows and arrows, and the arrows fell weakly to the ground more than a dozen steps away from the Yangzhou army, and the soldiers in a group did not even blink their eyes.

Wu Sangui in the rear looked at it for a while, and the specific battle situation in front was not very real in the heavy rain, and when Wu Sangui saw the Qing cavalry began to run to both sides, he knew that the situation was not good.

"Mingjin retreats!" Wu Sangui roared loudly.

With the sound of a rapid gong, the Qing cavalry reined in their horses and ran towards the side and rear, and the rain had gradually subsided.

"Special Brigade, attack!" Seeing that the Qing troops began to retreat, Liu Zhaoji gave an order.

Wang Zecheng led the special brigade to get ready on the horse, and when he heard the order, he waved his hand and shouted loudly: "Special brigade, attack!" ”

The special brigade, which was drenched in the rain, had been waiting helplessly for a long time, and rushed out one by one.

The spring rain came and went quickly, and when the special brigade rushed past the corpses of the Qing cavalry, the rain all stopped, and the sky gradually brightened.

Many running Qing cavalry turned around and saw that the Yangzhou cavalry had chased after them, and they didn't care about Ming Jin's order to withdraw their troops, and they all returned to their horses to fight with the Yangzhou cavalry.

Wang Zecheng's special brigade was not cavalry in the true sense of the word, and horses were just tools they used to maneuver quickly.

Seeing that the Qing cavalry turned back to fight, Wang Zecheng gave the order to fight, and the cavalry did not dismount, but just reined in the war horse, took off the rifle from the back, held it in his hand, and slowly pressed towards the Qing cavalry.

Liu Zhaoji looked at it and gave another order: "A group, advance!" ”

A group of soldiers with rifles in their hands began to march forward in a neat queue on the corpses of the Qing cavalry.

Wang Zecheng's special brigade quickly lined up in formation, with more than 100 war horses in a row, and slowly moved forward in three or four rows.

The Qing cavalry quickly turned around and rushed towards the special brigade, fifty paces away, Wang Zecheng gave the order to shoot, and with a burst of explosion, the Qing cavalry fell dozens of horses.

The cavalry of the second row of the special brigade slapped their horses and crossed the cavalry of the first row, picked up the rifles in their hands and continued to fire. The Qing cavalry fell to the ground in a row.

Wu Sangui had already seen the situation in front of him, and in a panic, he ordered the cavalry to retreat quickly, and the sound of Ming Jin was tight for a while, and the cavalry of the Qing army began to turn their horses and run to the rear.

"Order the artillerymen, send them off with shells!" Liu Zhaoji raised the telescope in his hand and could clearly see that Wu Sangui's brigade was parked three or four miles away, and this distance was still on the verge of artillery firing.

"Withdraw! Get out of here! Wu Sangui gave a loud order while sending people to look for Yibuti, but where else could he find it.

"Marshal, where are we going?" Leng Yundeng asked.

"Withdraw to Yizhou, hurry up and notify the firecrackers and artillery to withdraw first, they can't run fast, if the Yangzhou army catches up, it's too late to run." Wu Sangui's mind was unusually clear at this time.