Chapter 637: Fierce Battle

Tian Jianxiu said: "Their soldiers are also good. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

He was a little puzzled: "The same officers and soldiers, why are these people so powerful?" It's like that king. ā€

Gao Yigong suddenly said: "It's because they are full of energy." ā€

He looked at that side, the Ming army was still in order, and the hungry people on the left side of the revolution were hit by waves, and they were soon smashed by them, and they shot in an orderly manner.

Their infantry and cavalry also cooperated very well, every time the hungry people were defeated, the cavalry in the formation would rush out to chase and kill, if it weren't for the large number of foot soldiers behind them, and the large number of horsemen gathered, those hungry people would have been scattered in such a cruel battle.

But this is the case, after the dead and the wounded are lying all over the ground, and there are corpses and blood all over the place, the hungry people on the left side of the revolution have no will to fight, and they are all terrified and unspeakable, even if they are forced to chop with knives and axes.

He thought again: "No wonder the gunpowder of the new army is so durable, one shot of gunpowder can repel a wave of enemies, even if it only has thirty rounds of gunpowder on its body, it can fight for a long time." ā€

A mere 10,000 hungry people had a limited effect on the new army of the Ming army, and the general thieves used the hungry people, all of which were 200,000 or 500,000 units.

After a drum beat, those hungry soldiers retreated, the infantry battalion of Gezuo stepped forward, the hungry people retreated in a panic if they encountered amnesty, some of them, fortunately, will become infantry soldiers, and the selection of soldiers of Gezuo is actually similar to breaking into the camp.

The hungry people retreated, and the left infantry battalion attacked.

These people will be better equipped, and at the forefront are the sword and shield soldiers. There are also some archers and firearms soldiers in the back, and finally pikemen, compared to breaking into the camp, their camp is more chaotic, some have more people, some have fewer people, the clothing is even more different, and the division of troops is also more chaotic.

They are not as mad as the hungry people, all of them stubbornly, in order to cover the arrows. Many also lifted the door panels. Hold the lid of the pot or something......

The left infantry battalion of the revolution was dispatched, and at the same time, the rear flank and right flank of the Ming army's formation, and the intrusive army also launched an attack at the same time. The commander of the battlefield was the general Yuan Zongdi. His tactical use. It was Li Zicheng who nodded secretly when he saw it.

He also used the hungry people, but he did not let the hungry people attack alone, or were followed by only a small number of infantry or horse troops. Instead, behind the hungry people, a large number of archers, musketeers, and finally a large number of sword and shield soldiers were gathered.

But it is a shield with the hungry people as human flesh, but it is mixed with long-range firepower, and the living force of the Ming army is used to hit with diffuse.

The 20,000 hungry people were divided into five waves, each of which numbered more than 4,000 people, and each wave was followed by archers and musketeers, about 1,000 people, and a thousand sword and shield soldiers, so that a wave of offensive was 6,000 people.

The Ming army camped on all sides, and the strength of the army on one side did not have 6,000 people.

The crowd tactics of the thieves are indeed terrifying, and manpower, for them, seems endless.

The commander in charge of the rear wing and right wing of the phalanx was Yang Shaofan, he immediately did not move, but looked coldly at the approaching thieves, the officers beside him looked solemn, and Sun Yutian, an officer in Yang Shaofan, scolded hatefully: "Your mother's head, who raises a Han wife, Yuan Zongdi was beaten yesterday, and he opened the door?" ā€

He scolded angrily, but found that his tone was so bitter.

Xiao Mingfeng, the consolation officer on his right, sighed: "The thieves have been fighting for many years, and the famous generals in the army are prepared, and they can't be underestimated. ā€

He looked at the military formation, the battle was fierce in front, and the rear and right sides of Yutian Town would also fall into a bitter battle.

The strength of the battalion is only more than 2,500, and the fire guns are only 1,300 rods, and there are only 200 poles on one side and one floor.

Although the firearms team also has more than 1,000 three-eyed guns, the three-eyed guns are easy to run out, and the cavalrymen's three-eyed guns will not come forward until the emergency moment.

In comparison of forces, the enemy is indeed outnumbered.

Seeing that they are hungry and oppressed, they were just ordinary and kind people in the past, but at this time, they all have hideous expressions, distorted faces, and are not like people, how can they still look like ordinary people? I couldn't help but sigh again.

"Kill the officers and soldiers!"

Suddenly, there was a drum beat, and the first wave of hungry people approaching the rear flank 200 paces shouted in unison, raised all kinds of weapons in their hands, and rushed up frantically.

The Ming army was still in full swing, and the soldiers were holding their firearms in layers, they gritted their teeth, waiting for orders, and many people were exposed because they held their guns too tightly.

They just watched, they knew that many thieves in front of them were coerced, maybe not long ago, they just longed for the life of their wives and children on the hot kang, and they were the same as themselves before they joined the army, ordinary people, struggling to survive, but now, they are thieves, they are soldiers, and they are worthy of being killed.

The dense crowd of hungry people rushed closer, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed into a hundred paces.

Yang Shaofan raised his hand violently, and the golden hand beside him blew the horn vigorously, and the sharp swan sound stopped the clouds.

The sound of a volley of firearms sounded, and the two hundred soldiers on the first layer of the rear wing opened fire together, even if the wind and dust were raised, but the sophisticated firearms on the east road also made their firing rate exceed ninety percent and five, and the hungry people in front of them shot blood mist one by one, and more than one hundred and sixty thieves rolled to the ground like upside-down onions.

"Ahh

In the blink of an eye, a large piece of blood fell beside him, and the bloody blood splashed on his face, even if there were more than 4,000 hungry people in this wave, but like Gezuo's side, their courage disappeared in an instant.

Although they are crazy and easily aroused by blood, this blood also comes and goes quickly, especially the hungry people who rush to the front, and they feel the fear of death more truly.

Therefore, they shouted frantically, threw down their weapons, and fled desperately to the rear, and also led the people behind to follow the rout.

However, unlike Gezuo's side, the intruders who were in the formation immediately drew their weapons and killed the fleeing people one by one, in the blink of an eye. He cut down more than 100 people to the ground, and cried out in a terrible cry.

A young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old had just thrown down the stick in his hand in despair, turned a few steps, and a waist knife had already pierced him into his lower abdomen, and then he pulled out, and he watched in amazement as his colorful intestines flowed out, and then he began to wail in his heart and lungs.

He scrambled to stuff his intestines into his stomach. But it flows more and more. He rolled to the ground and cried desperately, and finally screamed in pain that his mother was dead.

There was also a young man who tried to escape, but was viciously hit on the head by a three-eyed man who was overseering behind him, and he fell to the ground in a daze. Don't forget to crawl on the ground. I want to keep myself out of danger.

The three-eyed man swore and chased after him. A few more blows, the iron, heavy three-eyed guns smashed on his head one after another. He kept smashing his head into a mess.

Looking at the frightened look of the hungry people beside him, he showed a trace of pride on his face, and then roared with a hideous face: "Whoever dares to retreat is death!" ā€

Under the suppression of the supervising soldiers, the hungry people continued to move forward, but the sound of the Ming army's platoon was continuous, as well as the transmission of the brush and the sound of the chamber.

Layers of hungry people were knocked over fifty paces in front of the battle, but they were never allowed to cross the thunder pool, and the blood they shed seemed to merge into a stream, and the smoke and smell of blood made people vomit.

There were many who were not dead, struggling in pools of blood, or crawling on the ground, crying and pleading, desperately reaching out to the crowd for help, but not a single one looked at them.

This situation is like hell.

The archers who followed the hungry people also kept throwing at the front, wave after wave, wave after wave, each time they marched, it was a locust-like arrow shooting, relying on the hungry people in front of them as shields, they continued to diffuse many rounds.

Although the accuracy is not high, the Ming soldiers are also wearing fiery red cotton armor and have a good ability to protect against arrows, but the arrows are too dense, and the speed of shooting arrows is also very fast, and there are still some gunners who snort and fall down with arrows.

Behind the hungry people, there were also teams of three-eyed gunners, or bird guns, flashing out and firing at this side of the military formation.

Even if they are not good at firearms and their training is not good, but the guns are flying indiscriminately, and there are still guns and soldiers who are injured from time to time, and even the unlucky pikemen behind the guns are also knocked down.

In the rear wing of the military formation, there was a thousand generals, who were shouting and commanding, and suddenly saw the loud noise of the thieves in front of him, and in the white smoke rising from that side, he felt that his helmet suddenly fell, and a guard next to him hurriedly picked it up, and saw that above the helmet, there was an obvious bullet eye.

This Qian couldn't help but be afraid for a while, but fortunately he was wearing an iron hat, and if it was a phoenix wing helmet, he was afraid that he would be reimbursed on the spot.

"Raised by my cousin."

The more he thought about it, the more he broke out in a cold sweat, he took the helmet handed by the guard, and couldn't help but curse in his own local language.

The guard smiled and said, "Lian Jin'er, you are really fatal, this is called a catastrophe and immortality, there will be a ......."

Suddenly he fell to the ground, but it was a bullet, so that it would not die and hit him in the throat, his eyes were wide open, and large blood clots gushed out from his mouth, he struggled, and finally slowly spit out a word: "...... Blessing ......"

"San'er ......"

This Qian always roared, this guard is his clan, followed him from birth to death, how many times he escaped death, but he didn't expect this level to pass, he bit his lower lip fiercely, his body trembled, and he still didn't know it when he was dripping with blood.

……

Yang Shaofan had a cold face, the thieves really had talents, compared to the five battalions of the Gezuo that attacked the front, their tactics were used properly, and their combat effectiveness was obviously higher, under their organization, the first wave of hungry people who rushed into the battle suffered six or seven hundred casualties, and they were bombarded by four layers of fire before retreating.

They carried archers behind the hungry people, and the tactics of firearms also caused a lot of trouble for their subordinates.

Even if the lethality is not enough, but the bow and arrow rate of fire is too fast, they can shoot several arrows with one gun, and even if their three-eyed guns and bird guns shoot messily, without accuracy, and the quality of firearms is not good, they still bring damage from time to time, and people on their side keep falling.

What was particularly cruel was their wave of attacks, which stopped in one wave and came again, causing strong pressure on their own side, and in the third wave, they also released rockets from nowhere to cover the entire military formation.

Generally, rockets are more powerful in the range of 100 paces, and when they are caught off guard, their own guns and spearmen are shot by them......

The corpses piled up higher before the battle, and the fighting continued. The wounded lay all over the ground, blood flowing everywhere, but the rear flanks had just repelled the third wave of thieves when the fourth wave began.

This wave of hungry people insisted on two platoons of shooting casualties, and when the rear overseer army was about to force them to continue, Yang Shaofan ordered the spearmen to fight.

"Kill the thief!"

"Tiger!"

The rear flanks shouted in unison, and to the beat of the drums, they lined up in a tight beat of the drums. They trotted forward with guns. Their cloud-winged helmets, red mandarin duck suits, and cyan waist-length armor, were in the somewhat cool sun. Glows with a striking glow.

They lined up in dense formations. Layers of rush and kill. The thieves on the opposite side saw that the Ming army took the initiative to rush out, and they looked a little flustered, and some hungry people turned around and fled. Some tried their best, while others rushed out and shot at the spearmen with bows and arrows or muskets.

Cao Bianjiao's financial resources are not as good as Wang Dou's, each soldier can be equipped with long armor and arms, the protection of the pikemen in his town seems to be a little insufficient, some people were injured by arrows in the arm, or fell down from bullets, but the rest of the spearmen still did not hesitate to step forward.

More thieves fled in terror, even if the Ming army's firearms were sharp, but the long-range bombardment damage was completely different from the pressure of hand-to-hand combat, many troops could fight well in long-range fire, and suffered high casualties, but when fighting at close range, they often fled from the wind.

Therefore, the spearmen forced forward, and most of this wave of thieves dispersed, and they couldn't suppress it, and the rest were either unable to escape, or tried to resist stubbornly, but the layers of spears were already approaching in front of them.

"Kill!"

The spearmen stabbed their guns in groups, screaming in front of them, and the hungry people in front of them collapsed at the touch of a button, revealing the unprepared archers and musketeers behind them, and then these ranged soldiers screamed and fled loudly after being stabbed to death.

Some of the sword and shield soldiers who broke into the camp tried to resist, but in the face of a group of guns and brave soldiers, who was the opponent? They resisted indiscriminately for a while, and fled one after another.

An intrusive army with a leather shield relied on his own bravery, facing the spears in front of him, and wanted to fight, he was a cat, the leather shield in his hand blocked his vital point, and the big knife in his right hand swept away, wanting to cut off the gun in front of him.

This trick is his valuable experience, he was also a member of the Ming army, has always looked down on those pikemen, in his opinion, just go closer, the opponent's spear is a decoration, even if the long soldier is short, few people can use it well, think that Grandpa Qi's tricks are so easy to learn?

He still has his abacus, when the army is defeated, he fights hard, and then cut off the head of an officer and soldier to go back, not to mention the horsemen, even the old camp can also enter, with military merits, in the future, the king will fight the world, and it is good to return home.

In fact, with his own bravery, if he didn't know how to ride a horse, he would have gone to the horse camp a long time ago, and he would still be nested in this foot camp?

He calculated very well, but as soon as his broadsword waved, a spear stabbed him heavily in the throat, that kind of force, and stabbed him staggered back a few steps, as if he didn't expect this result, the sword and shield soldier opened his eyes, and the big knife in his hand subconsciously wanted to swing.

He is unwilling, his military exploits, his return to his hometown?

Poof! Poof!

There were several more sound of spears piercing into his body, and two more spears were stabbed, one in his chest and the other in his right eye.

Extremely unwilling, so that this sword and shield soldier is not dead, he is bleeding all over his face, his expression is sad, after staggering for a while, he rolls on the ground, and the big knife in his hand is still dancing.

A few more pops, a number of spears came up, stabbing at his body, stabbing in and out, pulling out and stabbing in, each stabbing brought out a rain of blood, and finally, the sword and shield soldier did not move, only occasionally the body twitched a few times.

His left eye was wide open, but he couldn't bare at death, and there was a huge bloody hole in his right eye, which made him look terrifying.

Then the spearmen stepped on his corpse and continued to advance, this wave of thieves had no one to resist, they all ran as fast as they could, anyway, it didn't matter if they couldn't outrun the enemy, just outrun their comrades......

Another wave of attacks failed, it was already the fourth wave, and there was a river of blood in front of him, and it seemed that the stinging smell of blood could be smelled from afar, and then Fang's Yuan Zongdi's expression did not change.

Not to mention him, the generals around him are also calm, for them, the death of some people has long been a commonplace, and all of them are as hard as iron.

Yuan Zongdi waved his hand lightly: "Go up again." ā€

He gestured softly. If there is no one dead in front of you, you will wave your hand, and you will only wave away a piece of flea.

"Let the fifth wave go up, and then start with the first wave, and go on and on, and the offense doesn't stop," he said. ā€

……

Cao Bianjiao was in the middle of the horse army array, and the generals were like a tide, and the smell of gunsmoke and blood was tangy, but no matter how the thieves fought, their own army formation. Always standing in the plains. It's just that the soldiers continue to suffer casualties, and if the thieves continue to consume like this, the situation is not good.

He looked around, front to front. The foot battalion of the left is easy to deal with. Difficult to deal with. It is a thief who attacks the rear wing, or the right wing, or both flanks. Moreover, the thieves on the other side of the river should also be taken seriously, although there is a river separating them, if they relax their vigilance, they may rush across the river and attack their left flank.

What made him anxious was that at this moment, it seemed that some more rogue foot soldiers and hungry people had arrived, and their forces were almost endless, even if they were given more damage, they could still attack in waves.

Anyway, you need to beat the surrounding foot thieves to the cold before you can march today, hold on, he said to himself.

……

The battle was fought from the time of the hour to the time of the hour, and when it was close to noon, Yuan Zongdi specially dispatched a phalanx of spears.

The hungry people on his side were too consumed to consume, and no threat could make them move, and they would rather be killed by the intruders in front of them than face those terrible officers and soldiers.

They can't figure it out, Daming has such an army, they can't figure it out, Daming has such an army, why are there still thieves?

Li Zicheng also issued an order that the hungry people on this side of the camp, together with the hungry people on the left side of Gezuo, all withdraw from the battlefield and go to the upper reaches of Xiangshui to dig trenches, and let the new hungry people take over the matter of cannon fodder on the battlefield.

However, he also believes that there are still few hungry people on the battlefield at present, and it is better to use hunger tactics until the hungry people reach at least 100,000.

It was suggested that Yuan Zongdi organize a special firearms unit and an archer unit to shoot at the Ming army under the cover of the sword and shield soldiers, and in order to improve the protection of the soldiers, let some sword and shield soldiers raise the shields made of doors and trees to fight forward.

This suggestion made Yuan Zongdi very interested, and immediately collected the three-eyed guns, bird guns, archers, rocketeers, etc. of the infantry army in the formation, forming a firearms army of about 3,000 people, and under the cover of a thousand sword and shield soldiers, they marched forward and attacked the right flank of the Ming army's military formation.

It was only when everyone thought very well that they realized that it was not the case, and when they marched eighty paces in front of the Ming army's formation, and still wanted to move forward, according to their firearms and other powers, the ideal combat distance should be fifty or even thirty paces.

In fact, the courage and fanaticism of these people are not as good as the hungry people, because they were defeated after a salvo, mainly because they were blinded, and they were beaten three salvos before they reacted, some of them had supervised the formation in the rear, and they did not think so when they saw the hungry people being shot by the Ming army, and only when it was their turn did they know the taste and pain.

The shields, door panels, etc., raised by the sword and shield soldiers in front of them, did not play a role, not to mention blocking the line of sight, they could not withstand the bombardment of the firearms on the east road, and they were blown to pieces, and at the same time, the flying spikes also caused secondary damage to the sergeants around the rear.

So they retreated, and Yuan Zongdi didn't want them to go forward again.

These are the elite of the army, although they are not good in close combat, but they are still necessary in long-range combat, and their failure is also aimed at the new army, against the ordinary Ming army, even if it is an ordinary archer, they can also fight one or two.

So Yuan Zongdi dispatched a spear unit.

In the hearts of Li Zicheng and others, the pikemen in the infantry battalion are second only to the hungry soldiers.

The infantry soldiers gathered here, they also had a lot of pikemen, Yuan Zongdi casually counted, more than 20,000, he gathered 15,000 people, divided into five waves, each wave of 3,000 people, ready to attack the right wing of the Ming army, this side is flatter, conducive to the march of the gun array.

Yuan Zongdi and everyone around him all believed that with 15,000 spearmen to attack one side, the strength was enough, after all, the Ming army only had more than 1,000 new troops on the side, and half of the guns and spearmen, each wave of 3,000 people, wave after wave, each wave was only a few dozen steps apart, there was no reason why they could not be defeated.

Yuan Zongdi knew that Cao Bianjiao also had a regular barracks as a garrison, even if he sent reinforcements, because he had to prevent the righteous army from attacking them, it was impossible to draw a lot, these old-fashioned soldiers Yuan Zongdi knew very well, they did not ride horses, and they were not much stronger than the fighting power of the intruding army.

Yuan Zongdi arranged his troops in formation, and one after another gun arrays gathered, this time, Yuan Zongdi didn't even want to arrange these spearmen with the sword and shield soldiers he was covering.

In his heart, the sword and shield soldiers are obviously more important than the spearmen.

After the horn sounded, the war drums sounded, and one after another the intruding army began to move forward.

Their spears were all upright, like a jungle of hedgehogs. (To be continued.) )