Chapter VI

Just as Nag was stunned, a long black line suddenly appeared on the ice, and the infantry soldiers who were shocked by this scene exclaimed......

More and more armor soldiers turned around and pointed towards the black line behind, they all opened their mouths, not understanding where this Ming army came from, and many armor soldiers were still stubbornly thinking that this might be the master himself leading the main force to attack Phi Dao, but they were soon disappointed, with a burst of gunsmoke, a few sentry horses on horseback galloping towards this side crooked, smashing the knight on their back on the ice, at this time, they heard the screams and the sound of popping beans coming over......

"It's the Lushun guerrilla battalion!"

Nag said in despair, and several Niu Lu's faces were also full of pale faces, and in front of them, a large red flag fluttered in the wind, and a huge arquebus was painted on it. They will never be able to forget the battle of Arthur, especially the arquebus battalion that was red all over. They were not afraid of the Ming army in all parts of the Ming Dynasty, but they suffered a big loss in the hands of the guerrilla battalion, and the Derge class was imprisoned and died, and then the movement was even greater, making Fuzhou restless, and I heard that the Azig of Jinzhou was beaten to the ground, and now the guerrilla battalion is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and chased to Phi Island and they set the blue flag against each other!

"What should I do?" A Niu Lu asked in a panic, and even forgot about the humility of the upper and lower levels.

Nag hurriedly calmed himself, although he was experienced in a hundred battles, but at this time he was also a little flustered, the ice was slippery and the light horse could not run, and the Ming army was attacking from both sides, in this special environment, I was afraid that the combat effectiveness of the infantry armor could only play seventy percent of the usual days at most, and there were only two ways to go at the moment. Either attack Phi Dao with all your strength, and then form a formation to resist the siege of the Ming army after stepping on land, or ......

Nag looked at the Dongjiang soldiers and civilians who were still fighting desperately in the forward infantry armor. Although they were poorly armed, they still held the coast firmly with their unyielding morale, and no matter how bravely those forwards rushed forward, they were counterattacked several times when they landed on land.

Nag sighed and said, "Herald! Let the striker slowly retreat, maintain the deterrence of the Phi Dao Ming Army, and the rear team will become the front team to face the battle. Send out the Sentinels to seize the ice wall first."

A few Niu Luda claimed to be, scolding and scolding the whole team, and what made them angry was that they had never been such a nest.

Soon. The Chinese army made a loud conch sound, and the forwards who heard the order to retreat were a little stunned, because they were separated from the middle army and the rear army, they could not see that the back road had been blocked by the Ming army. Take advantage of the moment when the Tartar armor soldiers are stunned. The Dongjiang soldiers and civilians once again repelled the onslaught of the Tartars, and soon, they were stunned to find that the armored soldiers in the back did not rush up to retaliate, but slowly retreated behind with their weapons in hand......

"Is the rumor true? Lord Yang from the guerrilla camp has come to our rescue? "Everybody was confused.

"Rush up and kill all the Tartars, the guerrilla camp is here to rescue us!" Suddenly there was a cheer in the ranks.

"Don't go! Stick to it and beware of the Tartars' tricks to lure the enemy! Several veteran generals brandished their swords and shouted to stop them. Their men were also struggling to crush the chaotic formation, and the hundreds of teams that rushed onto the ice heard it and retreated.

Yang Bo stared at a pale face embedded in the ice wall. There was a deep knife mark on his neck, so that even the red flesh and white throat turned out, his panicked eyes opened wide, his mouth was wide open, as if he was still screaming something before he died, Yang Bo's chest rose and fell, his face was flushed, and what made him angry was that the owner of this corpse was still a child, and in this long ice wall, I don't know how many corpses of Dongjiang soldiers and civilians were inlaid with them......

"Zhixian, the Tartars are rushing up!" Tan Yinghua coughed lightly on the side.

"After killing all these Tartars, let's also build a Jingguan with corpses," Zhang Shixiong also said indignantly.

Yang Bo didn't answer with a dark face, but he secretly made up his mind in his heart, even if he fought to turn his face with the imperial court, he couldn't let Shen Shikui continue to stay on Phi Island!

At this moment, the Tartars on the opposite side sounded a conch horn, followed by a rapid gong, which was a signal for the Tartars to summon the armor soldiers to form a formation.

"Blow the trumpet, prepare to meet the enemy," Yang Bo coldly ordered.

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Han Qiaoshan took more than a dozen warships and wanted to sneak around Shenmi Island and directly control the small island connecting Xuanzhou in the north of Shenmi Island, but he didn't expect to be discovered by the Tartar slaves on the island soon.

Although the island is large but not suitable for tuntian, there are mostly dense woods and rocks on it, these Tar slaves and the craftsmen who were captured are concentrated in the flat place below the island, at a glance, the camp is endless, countless ragged craftsmen seem to be shouting to cut down trees, seeing the warship approaching, these people stopped their work, stared blankly at the dozens of ships under the banner of the Ming army, countless Tartar slaves along the coast rushed towards the camp in panic, and there were also three or four small fishing boats that were extremely simple and found that something was wrong, and immediately turned around and rowed to the shoreThese fishing boats hung a small sail, and the speed was very slow, and the soldiers on the ships in a hurry scolded loudly, and everyone did not care about dizziness, or holding a pulp, or paddling with weapons, and wanted to escape for their lives before the warship came up.

Fernandez's face lit up with excitement, and he urged the sailors to work harder, and he ran to the deck to take charge of the cannon himself, ready to open the door. At this time, there were only some superficial theories about ballistics, not to mention precise, and most of the gunners from Europe had studied the Italian mathematician Niccolò. Tartaglia's New Science and Problems and Inventions, Niccolò. Tartaglia was the first to try to apply mathematics to the calculation of ballistics, theorizing the motion of a projectile, pointing out that the range and altitude could be calculated by calculation, and finding the theory of 45 degrees as the maximum launch angle, Fernández used a stereotype to target the position of a fishing boat in the distance, sketched a triangle, and calculated the distance to the target.

Boom!

White smoke erupted from the deck on the right side of the ship, and two iron bullets whistled out of the barrels and flew towards the scrambling fishing boats.

Wow!

The sailors on the deck were a little sorry, and an iron hit the side of the fishing boat. There was a big splash, but the other went over the fishing boat and hit the rocks on the shore. Countless rubble was splashed.

"Come again!"

Fernandez reported the estimated distance for the other gun emplacements, and he was still very satisfied with the accuracy of the gun test just now.

"Boom"

A moment later, puffs of white smoke rose from the deck again, and seven pieces of iron whistled out again, this time covering the perimeter of the fishing boats, and as luck would have it, two of them were pierced directly by the iron. There was a cry of astonishment on the shore.

"Good!"

There was jubilation on the deck, and in this era it was a matter of probability to hit distant targets with artillery, and Fernandez smiled from ear to ear. He enjoyed the awe-inspiring gaze around him. Han Qiaoshan stood on the bow of the ship anxiously and looked at the panicked Tarslaves, under the pursuit of the warships, these fishing boats finally rowed to the shore, and these Tartars who were not good at boating just landed on the ground and could not move. Some of their companions ran over and helped them to run quickly towards the camp.

Soon. The warship also approached the shore, and with an order, all the artillery began to fire fiercely, and those Tartar slaves hid in the dense forest from afar to watch the movement, while angrily scolding, "These Han dogs don't have the courage to get off the ship, they only dare to fire cannons from a distance to demonstrate!" ”

But they cursed and cursed, and no one dared to approach the range of the artillery bombardment, and the iron hit the rocks. Even the flying gravel can cause great damage to people, and after a few rounds of shells, these Ming sailors swung their butts. Slowly drove in the direction of Xuanzhou. Soon, Jialazhangjing's order was also issued, asking the infantry on the island to retreat to Xuanzhou as a whole so as not to be trapped on Shenmi Island.

Li Dali walked on the far side of the team with the long knife at his waist, and the shouts of the Tartar slaves on the opposite side were getting closer and closer, and many Guanglu sergeants were a little panicked, but when they saw the rows of fiery and determined figures in front of them, they were relieved again, they had not cooperated with the guerrilla battalion once or twice, and knew that under the attack of the fire gun, no matter how strong the Tartar slaves were, the formation could not be stopped,

Tan Yinghua was envious when he saw that the pikemen battalion resisted the enemy and broke the formation, and asked for a boatload of iron spears to go back and build a batch of spears by himself, but the Guanglu soldiers could not eat enough on weekdays, and they couldn't dance such a long iron spear, Tan Yinghua had to shorten the length of the spear to about one zhang, and used light and flexible wood to make the gun handle, although the Guanglu soldiers did not practice for a long time, it seems that there are some spears like a forest.

As the two sides approached quickly, the Ming army had already seized the ice wall, and relied on the ice wall to assemble the formation, countless Tartar slaves rushed up with heavy blades, and the Ming army fell into a dead ground with the momentum of the two sides, if they could not open this retreat, once the defenders of Phi Island attacked, they would be finished.

Seeing that these Tartar slaves had rushed to a hundred paces away, the Chinese army immediately sounded a long swan sound after receiving the report from the observer.

Li Dali pointed forward with a long knife and shouted: "Ready!" ”

There was a neat sound of raising guns, and the Guanglu soldiers suddenly found that these firecrackers had already picked up their firearms, one row squatted, one row half-knelt, and the other row stood still, and countless black muzzles were aimed at the howling Tatar infantry armor.

"Shoot!" Li Dali's long knife slashed fiercely.

All the guns fired together, and the guns fired in unison, and each muzzle spewed out a large amount of fire and smoke, and for a while, the sound of the guns echoed on the open ice.

The Guanglu soldiers who were lining up behind suddenly heard the veterans of the Liaodong Battalion shouting: "Get up, come forward!" ”

After a little panic, under the leadership of the veteran, two thousand Guanglu soldiers armed with spears began to follow the demonstration and slowly passed the first few rows of firecrackers who were squatting on the ground and busy loading, and pressed towards the Tarslaves.

As soon as they crossed the first three rows, they heard countless screams mixed together, and the Guanglu soldiers who walked in front were stunned to find that most of the more than 100 Tatar elites who had rushed to the ground just now had fallen to the ground with bloody flesh and blood, and some wounded soldiers were desperately struggling to crawl backwards, pulling out shocking blood marks on the ice.

All the Guanglu soldiers were in high spirits, and their steps began to be brisk.

"Line up and don't mess up!" Some veterans are shouting and scolding, and when they don't listen, they will be a stick.

Under the suppression of these veterans, the queue once again regained the momentum of slowly approaching,

The Tatar slaves quickly changed their attack methods, and the infantry armor stayed still, revealing countless horse armor soldiers with bows and crossbows behind them, they looked at this group of Ming soldiers indifferently, and pulled the bows in their hands to the full......

Just when the Guanglu soldiers were a little panicked, those loaded firecrackers suddenly crossed the formation. and stood in their way.

"Put!"

When the first white wiggling tooth with mercury armor gave an order, these waistcoats raised their crossbows and shot arrows upward, and the sound of bows and bells suddenly collapsed. Countless arrows and crossbows converged into a black pressure in the sky, and swooped down on the firecrackers in front of them.

"Put!" Li Dali drank without hesitation

The front row of firecrackers spewed firelight, and more than a dozen vests on the opposite side screamed miserably, and fell to the side weakly, just when the firecrackers retreated and loaded, those arrows and crossbows fell, and the Ming army snorted in the formation. Many of the musketeers were shot in the shoulders and limbs by the falling crossbow arrows, and a group of veterans of the Liaodong battalion picked up their flintlock pistols to fill the empty space.

"Ten steps forward in the second row, ready!" Li vigorously waved his knife and shouted. The fire speed of the gun is too slow, but the three-stage shot is not much slower than the speed of the crossbow.

Fluffy!

Collapse!

The two sides fired another round of fire, and screams erupted, and the third platoon of musketeers continued to press up ten paces under the command. Some auxiliaries quickly carried the wounded soldiers to the Chinese army for first aid. This kind of face-to-face shooting made the blood of the Guanglu soldiers behind them gush out, and they couldn't wait for the Chinese army to give an order, so that they could rush forward to fight.

There were not many Tatar vests, and as the rows of soldiers in front were knocked down by the Ming army like mowing grass, the waistcoats that filled up began to feel a little weak, looking at the Ming army approaching step by step, they accelerated their archery speed, while subconsciously retreating backwards.

Yes!

A scream. A vest was beaten and spewed a few mouthfuls of blood, and its body flew directly into the back row. Looking from the side, people kept falling, and the formation of the vests became more and more sparse.

Yang Bo picked up the clairvoyant mirror and looked at the opposite side, there were seven or eight hundred Tartar slaves on the opposite side, including some white-armored soldiers, about ten people, all gathered under the banner of a Jia Lazhangjing, although the front vest team began to be chaotic, but the back infantry was still solemn and silent, Yang Bo knew that the temptation was over, and the next moment was the time of life and death hand-to-hand combat, can the soldiers of Guangludao withstand it? He didn't know, and the Phi Dao in the distance was silent, as if waiting for them to decide the winner, which made Yang Bo extremely angry.

The Tarsan army let out a whining horn, and those vests that were gradually losing were relieved when they heard it, they ignored the numbness in their shoulders, and quickly turned their heads and ran back towards their own rear formation, and the rows of infantry armor with heavy blades were lined up, and surprisingly, Nag also followed with several white-armored soldiers, he was draped all over, holding a tiger tooth blade, panting in his mouth, and his two blood-red eyes were just staring at the Ming army in front of him.

"Kill all the Han dogs! Come on! The horn was raised, and the infantry team let out a noisy shout, and rushed towards the Ming army formation.

"Erect a spear, prepare to engage the enemy!" Hu Mazi screamed, and with the rapid sound of the drum, the Guanglu soldiers pointed their spears flat, learning the way veterans held guns, holding their hands in the middle of the gun body, they were short of breath, adrenaline was secreting, and their eyes were nervously staring at the captains of those veterans.

"Go! Walk! Hu Mazi and the captains pointed forward with their long knives, and the Guanglu soldiers walked with neat steps, mixed with the sound of the vibration of the chain mail, and greeted the swarming Tartars.

Soon, the two streams of iron collided violently on the ice, and the shouts of killing suddenly became loud......

In the foothold of Phi Dao Jiebai Trading Company, Tang Baocheng was nervously assigning tasks to everyone.

"Rescuing the Overseer is the top priority, if the Overseer is missing a cold hair, the Overseer is the only one we can ask, so everyone should be careful." Tang Baocheng looked at the dozen or so people standing indoors, most of whom were selected by the special forces battalion to complete this mission.

"Alright, this is on our brothers," a captain named Johnsdi, who nodded nonchalantly, fiddling with a delicate bow and crossbow in his hand.

Tang Baocheng frowned, these special forces were very arrogant, obviously they didn't take this kind of thing seriously, they were all wearing chain mail close to their bodies, with thin cotton jackets on the outside, all of them were burly, and they looked particularly strong.

"Okay, let's go in an hour" Tang Baocheng nodded, thinking in his heart, the action team has no action, but it has to rely on the help of the special forces battalion, wouldn't it be a joke to say it, it seems that after Phi Dao is pacified, the most urgent thing is to expand enough manpower for the action team, and it is best to transfer these people to his own hands.

A family member saw a dozen people walking towards them, and shouted with some alarm: "Stop! Who dares to trespass on the Phi Island Admiral's Mansion? ”

Soon, several swordsmen with swords poured out of the house and blocked the door.

Tang Baocheng greeted him with a smile on his face and said, "It's me, the soup manager of Xie Bai Trading Company, don't you know me?" ”

The leading family came over and looked at Tang Baocheng carefully, and then slowed down his tense face and said, "It turned out to be the soup steward, why did the soup steward come here?" ”

Tang Baocheng nodded and said, "It was Vice General Wang who invited the villain to come, saying that there was a batch of good ginseng to trade with me Xie Bai Trading Company, what?" Vice Admiral Wang is not there? ”

Jia Ding nodded and said: "Steward Tang is here unfortunately, Deputy General Wang is leading the troops outside, how can he have time to talk about any deals?" Steward Soup, please come back. ”

Johnsday walked up to the team members and commanded in a mosquito-like voice: "Two guards, the others choose their opponents well, and move quickly"

Then the figure took cover, and a few people behind quietly took off the crossbow, and slowly began to approach the unsuspecting family members.

With the first wave of Zhuang Shi's hand, a few muffled snorts, the face of the family who was talking to Tang Baocheng changed greatly, and just about to open his mouth, a crossbow arrow stuck in Tang Baocheng's cheek and shot into his mouth.

Looking at the family who was still twitching on the ground, Tang Baocheng was furious, turned his head and glared at Zhuang Shidi, who smiled and made a gesture of invitation to him.

"Lord Supervisor, Lord Supervisor" Tang Baocheng gently buttoned the copper ring on the door of the inner courtyard, and his ear poked into the door, and there seemed to be footsteps inside.

The head of a small eunuch was exposed, and he glanced at these uninvited guests with a nervous expression, and then hesitated: "Who are you?" ”

"We were sent by Lord Lushun Yang, and we came to pick up the Lord of the Prison Army" Tang Baocheng handed a letter through the crack in the door, and Zhuang Shidi took a few people to monitor the surroundings nervously, and there was a team of family members outside the Deputy General's Mansion, and there were quite a few people.

"Is Lord Yang really here?" The little eunuch suddenly became excited, and said anxiously: "You wait, let's go and ask the prison lord!" ”

After a while, the door creaked open, revealing Zong Yuanfang's expectant face...... (To be continued......)