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Yasong was just in his early thirties, and in the battle of Salhu, he personally killed a member of the Ming army, which was deeply appreciated by the old slave and promoted to Jialazhangjing.

This time, Yasong commanded the cavalry, swarming towards the Ming army, the cannon rumbled, and the huge projectiles flew overhead, falling into the dense cavalry ranks, which was a terrifying blood alley. Screams of pain filled his ears, and Yasong's heart was pounding, but he was not discouraged.

"Minggou is a powerful firearm, as long as he rushes in front of him, the cowardly Minggou will collapse! How is Juniper, not the same to die at the hands of Daikin! ”

Yasong gritted his teeth and kept emboldening himself. As the Ming army got closer and closer, the terrible artillery was no longer useful.

"Warriors of Daikin! Come on! ”

Yasong shouted at the top of his voice, and the slaves were greatly encouraged, and they all desperately urged the war horses, like a raging sea, overwhelming the sky.

"Jiannu is looking for death!"

Xie Chao had a contemptuous smile on his face, no matter how many slaves there were, they were just a bunch of targets!

"Shoot!"

Dense firecrackers rang out, and swaths of cavalry fell with wails. Yasong was sweating on his forehead, but he was still warning himself that the Ming army's fire gun was just a burning stick, and it would be scrapped after one shot!

The slave riders with good intentions continued to charge forward, but the gunfire did not stop at all, but continued. The soldiers of the second platoon rushed up, facing the dense cavalry, they basically did not aim, as long as they did not shoot into the sky, most of them could hit.

The flaming rope ignited the gunpowder particles, and the powerful thrust shot the lead pellets into the slave's body.

It doesn't matter if it's sturdy iron armor or tough cotton armor. As long as you are hit by a firebolt, you will inevitably die.

The skillful three-stage shooting was interpreted into the art of killing by the Yizhou soldiers!

They quickly and indifferently pulled the trigger, quickly backed away, reloaded their ammunition, and methodically waited for the next round of attacks. The slave cavalry's mountain-like charge was not seen in their eyes at all, as if they had not heard of it.

The monotonous sound of gunfire and the thick smoke of gunpowder enveloped the entire battlefield, and the slaves and horsemen were drowned in it. All you can hear is their desperate roars. It is like a wild beast encountering the calmest hunter, and the more fierce the struggle, the more heavy the casualties.

Qi Jin was standing beside Zhang Ke, he had long been very interested in Yizhou Bing, according to his ideas, Zhang Ke was young, and it was impossible to have any originality, at most he followed the path of his uncle Qi Jiguang and learned a little bit of skin. There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are kings!

But when the war really started, Qi Jin felt terrible, and the calmness and cruelty of the Yizhou soldiers were as if they had been on the battlefield for more than ten years.

What surprised him even more was that the firearms of the Yizhou soldiers could penetrate Jiannu's armor from sixty or seventy paces away, and their rate of fire was also faster than that of the Qi family's army.

When the Qi family army was in the field. still have to rely on the cover of the box car to fight against the Tartars. And the Yizhou soldiers didn't need to be biased to block the more ferocious Jiannu charge, although Qi Jin didn't want to believe it. But he also had to admit that the Yizhou soldiers were already better than the blue!

The army pays attention to fists, and the appearance of the Yizhou soldiers made Qi Jin completely bow his head.

"Lord Zhang. In the opinion of a certain general, the fire gun used by your department has a longer range, greater power, and a faster rate of fire. I wonder what's the secret? Can you give me some advice? ”

After Qi Jin finished speaking, he felt that it involved the housekeeping skills of the Yizhou soldiers, so he spoke lightly, and hurriedly said: "A certain general is abrupt, please don't blame Lord Zhang!" ”

"Mr. Qi, there's nothing you can't say! The fire guns of the Yizhou soldiers are just bird guns and a small number of Lumi guns. As for gunpowder, Qi Shaobao also used granular gunpowder back then, maybe we grind it finer and more evenly. Then there is the use of paper tubes to order, saving the soldiers the difference of on-the-spot loading, and that's it! ”

Tong Zhong heard it in his ears, and also shouted: "Is it really that simple? ”

No wonder Tong Zhonghua was surprised, the Yizhou soldiers and the Qi family army also used firearms, but the Yizhou soldiers blocked Jiannu thirty steps away, unable to move forward an inch, seeing the heavy armored cavalry in front of them fall to the ground one after another, losing the cover of these people, the archers behind became very vulnerable, and the bows and arrows that were hastily shot could not help the Yizhou soldiers at all, but were constantly bombarded. Limbs were shattered, and flesh and blood flew all over the sky!

And the Qi family army obviously does not have the leisure of the Yizhou soldiers, although the corpses are also a pile, Jiannu can frequently rush in front of them, and the pikemen behind rush up to rescue from time to time. Moreover, the Tartar archers rushed to the front and fired wildly with the musketeers, and the casualties on both sides were very staggering!

Zhang Ke saw Tong Zhonghua's surprise, and smiled indifferently on his face. The reason why Yizhou soldiers are easier than Qijiajun is because they have an independent military industrial system and an independent quality management system.

To put it bluntly, Daming may be a better craftsman than Yizhou, but mass-produced firearms are definitely not comparable to Yizhou. This is a gap in the system, and there is no way to make up for it!

"Mr. Tong, Mr. Qi, after this battle is over, you can go to Yizhou for a visit, Zhang has absolutely no reservations."

"Okay, we'll be bothered!"

……

The situation on the battlefield changed suddenly, most of the slave riders were killed, one of Yasong's arms was blown away, and with bloody wounds, he ran back to the old slave, and fell under the horse with a dozen steps away, unconscious.

The old slave raised his brows, panting like a cow!

"Rice buckets, waste! And the face is back, which should be dragged to feed the dogs! ”

The old slave let out a long sigh, glanced at his side, and said loudly, "What do you think we should do?" ”

The sharp firearms of the Yizhou soldiers made every slave chief tremble, even if they were not convinced, they did not dare to fight hard with their subordinates, and they were silent one by one.

At this time, Dai Shan looked around, and suddenly knelt down in front of the old slave, and threw himself to the ground. Since the defeat of Fengji Fort, Daishan has been looked down upon by all the princes Baylor. He really has the heart to raise the ears of these people now, and ask them, is it me who is the big Baylor rice bucket, or is the Yizhou soldier too powerful!

"Qi Qi father Khan, Zhang Ke's command of the army far exceeded that of other generals of the Ming Dynasty, and his forces expanded rapidly. Erchen thought that Zhang Ke should be killed at any cost, even if it was a river of blood, as long as he died, the morale of the Ming army would inevitably collapse. At that time, the land of Liaodong will all belong to his father Khan! ”

"Well, that's good!" The old slave knew how powerful Zhang Ke was, and he also forgave Dai Shan.

"It's up to you to command the battle, be sure to cut off Zhang Ke's head! Father Khan must have a great reward, don't let me down! ”

Hearing the words of the old slave, Dai Shan was full of excitement, he was already a big Baylor, a supreme minister, I am afraid that only the sweat position can be regarded as a heavy reward!

Dai Shan kowtowed to the ground: "The son respectfully obeys the will of his father Khan!" ”

The horn sounded, and dozens of behemoths were pushed out from the military formation. Rumbling, rushing towards the Ming army.

"It's a shield car!" Zhou Dunji couldn't help but scold, Jiannu moved out all the guys who were attacking the city, and it seemed that he was ready to fight hard.

"Brethren, be careful!"

The shield carts were like beasts, crushing them with teeth and claws. Each shield cart was followed by dozens of slaves, including dead soldiers with large shields and archers.

If there had been enough time, Zhang Ke would have arranged for people to dig the trench by hand. These heavy guys are useless. But at this time you can only count on artillery.

Jiang Huai was so anxious that his eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted and scolded: "Little cubs, hurry up and shoot, shoot!" Kill the dog Tartar! ”

Boom!

A buckshot hits the front of the shield cart. Suddenly, the hides were shattered, sawdust flew all over the sky, and the tartars behind them ran back screaming in pain. The sound of fire rang out behind them, and they immediately fell to the ground.

Although there were artillery attacks. But they can't all wipe out the shield carts. Especially the Qi family army on both wings, their artillery was under Li Bingcheng and others, and the gunners lacked training. Artillery maintenance was also insufficient.

In desperation, a gunner actually loaded two gunpowders, only to hear an earth-shattering sound, the cannon exploded, and all six or seven surrounding artillerymen fell in a pool of blood, and the two nearby cannons were also affected and damaged.

Fortunately, the other soldiers rushed forward and carried the gunpowder away, otherwise there would have been an even worse death. But the artillery suddenly weakened, and Jiannu seized the opportunity, pushed the shield cart, and struggled forward.

Whoosh!

Bows and arrows were like flying locusts, more than a dozen Qi family soldiers were shot and fell to the ground, although Jiannu also paid the same heavy sacrifice, but they were like sharks that smelled blood, under the cover of bows and arrows, those short infantry carrying huge iron shields, rushed up from behind, they took big strides, and quickly rushed into the Qi family army.

There was only one waist knife on the firecracker, and where was Jiannu's opponent, a large number of soldiers were cut down.

Wu Wenjie was so painful that his heart was bleeding, these were his fellow villagers, even friends and relatives, he hurriedly shouted: "The firecrackers retreat, the spear and shield soldiers move forward!" ”

"Onward!"

The soldiers rushed forward with their spears and fought with the Tartars in the blink of an eye.

I have to say that Jiannu's white-knuckle combat ability is super strong, their weapons are sharp, their armor is solid, their bodies are strong, and they have rich experience. A Jiannu infantryman, facing three or five Ming troops, was not afraid at all.

The Qi family army was known for their discipline, and despite their weakness, they stood up to the battle. The shouts of killing were incessant, and everyone frantically waved their weapons, eager to swallow each other alive.

Constantly someone's spears were broken and shields were chopped up. Qi Jiajun screamed and fell to the ground, the glory of their ancestors did not allow them to retreat, how could the prestige of their ancestors be stained!

Jiannu's knife slashed the stomach of a young soldier, and the soldier screamed in pain and threw away half of his spear, holding the Tartar knife with both hands.

"Kill slaves!"

With the last of his strength, the soldier shouted the loudest two words.

With tears in their eyes, the grieving companions stabbed their spears into Jiannu's body, and blood gushed wildly. It took almost three or four Qi family troops to change a Jiannu, but they were fearless, went forward one after another, and fought bloodily.

The old slave stood behind to supervise the battle, and he had never encountered such a fierce Ming army that was not afraid of death. The war horse also felt his irritability, and kept walking back and forth on the ground.

Wave after wave of Jiannu rushed forward, regardless of the sacrifice. Gradually, the Qi family army became more and more difficult.

"Big brother, we can't watch anymore!" Qin Minping grabbed the long white pole in his hand and said loudly.

Qin Bangping nodded: "The Yizhou soldiers are good, and the Qi family army is even better, we can't afford to lose people!" ”

Qin Bangping suddenly raised the white pole, raised his arms and shouted: "Children, follow me to kill slaves!" ”

Under the leadership of the Qin brothers, the white pole soldiers faced the iron cavalry of Jiannu and killed them fearlessly. (The novel "Liaodong Nail Household" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner to "add friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up! (To be continued......) R1292