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Three miles before the Ming army's formation, five hundred paces away was a hail world.

The power of the iron cannon has long been known, and it is heard that Nurhachi, who led the Jurchen to build the country, was hit by the iron cannon of the Ming army outside the city of Ningyuan, and died of his wounds after returning.

But no one has ever used so many iron cannons in the field. One hundred and fifty iron cannons is not a small number, and it is rare for the Ming army to gather so many iron cannons, or so many field cannons that can march with the large army.

But Feng Qin only regrets now, he carries too few iron cannons.

Seeing the sprinting cavalry trembling under the dense bombardment of iron artillery, he knew that he had ushered in an era. After this battle, the Ming army could officially enter the northern plain to compete with the Qing army.

He wasn't the one who created firearms, but he could wield them to the fullest. This is just a layer of window paper, and he was the first to create an all-firearms method of warfare.

As long as he didn't encounter the pouring rain, Feng Qin's heart suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, because he thought of the flaws of the all-firearms combat method.

Sooner or later, the application of flawed tactics will lead to accidents on the battlefield.

He looked up at the sky, and there was mist in the sky, white clouds on the fog, and the dim sun shone down on the battlefield. Even if there are accidents, not today.

The roaring cannon was filtered through the cotton balls, and it sounded to the ears as if it had come from far away.

Feng Qin saw the artillery position shrouded in white smoke, and saw the frightened Qing cavalry rushing towards the flint queue that was waiting for him, and his hand holding the clairvoyant mirror was as calm as usual.

God didn't rain, everything was doomed.

He dared to fight against the Qing cavalry on the plains, not only because of the power of the flint, but also because of the power of the iron cannon, which was the true god of the battlefield.

Behind the flint queue, the busy gunners did not know that Feng Qin expected so much of them.

The axles of the gun carriage gradually sank into the mud puddle due to the vibration caused by the bombardment, and the gunner instructed the guards to move their positions. After three months of training, they knew perfectly how far the artillery could bombard at what angles.

There was a fog in front and back, left and right, not the water mist that had been diffused for the past few days, but the smoke from the burning of gunpowder.

The gunners couldn't see the battlefield, and they didn't need to see the battlefield, they just listened to the call of the commander and vented the iron ball into the sky above the Qing cavalry.

The firearms army commanded by Feng Qin was like a tightly knit machine, and he thought of every accident in the use of firearms on the battlefield, so he added a number of arms to the army.

This is a sophisticated machine, and only such a meticulous person can train such an army.

In his army, he was never proud of his bravery, but only guilty of not fulfilling his duties.

The battlefield was chaotic.

Thousands of Qing cavalry were under heavy artillery bombardment and could not find their way forward.

The Han cavalry was followed by the Jurchen cavalry, and 10,000 cavalry advanced with iron balls.

Ao Bai has a characteristic that he will be very cautious before sending troops, but after making a decision, he will not give up until he achieves his goal. The first warrior of the Qing Dynasty is not in vain.

Li Yuanyin got up from the ground, glad that he was not injured, and remembered the situation just now, and his heart palpitated. He picked up the long knife that fell not far from him, pulled out a cavalryman, flew up and jumped on the horse, and shouted: "Rush over the Ming army"

Before the flag fell, the soldiers crowded around him.

Han Qi seemed to have found his way again, but the rush that had been courageously advancing a moment ago had turned into a whirlpool of chaos.

The cavalry seemed to be thrown out by a huge inertia in the whirlpool, some were on the left, some were to the right, and some were rushing to the position of the Ming army.

The vanguard was a hundred paces away from the Ming army, and the cavalry, which had a slight rush, suddenly fell to the ground as if it had encountered a tripping horse

The sharp-eyed Qing soldiers saw the dense shining nails on the ground and shouted in horror: "There is thistle." ”

The thistle has six horns, each of which has a sharp spike that can easily pierce the iron palm under the horse's hooves. As long as the war horse is stepped on, it will be mad with pain.

The cavalry in the rear column involuntarily lowered their pace.

The thistle terrestris can't stop the flow of cavalry, and can only delay the cavalry who have just found a little soul.

But that's enough.

The cavalry stream continued to rush forward, some fell, and the horses behind trampled their bodies forward.

After the Han cavalry, Ao Bai brandished the ghost head knife and shouted: "The retreater is killed" He didn't just talk about it, but the Jurchens swords and arrows slashed a small group of more than a dozen Han horsemen who were ready to flee under the horse.

After the baptism of the iron cannon, and blocked in front of the iron thistle array, Li Yuanyin led the Han cavalry to crash into the parallel pointing forward under the inescapable and unavoidable shape.

At this moment, he was surprised to see that the Ming army did not light the fire rope.

The thought had just come to him, and before it was gone, he saw a row of sparks suddenly flash across the row of birds that were raised flat.

The war horse under the crotch jumped up frantically again, and Li Yuanyin flew into the air before he landed, only feeling a heart-piercing pain in his left leg, and then fell on the body of a war horse struggling on the ground.

The horse's belly was soft and warm, and the blood flowed into the grass and dipped into the dirt without a trace.

There were countless thistles on the ground, and Li Yuanyin knew that the other side of the war horse must have been riddled with holes, and the flesh and blood were blurred

"Bang-Bang-Bang"

The sound of guns in front of him was faster than the drumbeat of the marching army.

Li Yuanyin had fought with the Ming army's bird gunners, but he had never met such a fast gunner. The Ming army was like a monster that kept spraying firearms, and the lead was flying denser than the raindrops of the previous days.

If it weren't for those iron cannons, if the cavalry could charge, these gunslingers would not be able to stop the cavalry onslaught, no matter how fast they fired.

Before Li Yuanyin could get up, he felt a war horse pass over his head and fell down more than a dozen steps

It's too dangerous here, even if the Ming army's bird can't hit him, as long as a war horse presses up, he will be crushed to pieces.

"Major General, Major General" The two personal soldiers followed, dismounted and helped him onto his war horse.

A frightened soldier shouted, "Run, Major General"

Li Yuanyin couldn't exert himself in pain in one leg, and when he turned around and saw the corpses all over him, his fighting spirit was completely gone, and he urged the horse to retreat. His banner fell in a pool of blood, it was too close to the front of the Ming army, and no one dared to retrieve it.

The Han cavalry scattered and fled, and the killing of the Jurchens could not stop the footsteps of those people.

"As I expected"

Ao Bai was also panicked by the iron cannon above his head, and he was afraid that an iron ball would accidentally hit his head. However, he was a warrior of the Qing Dynasty, and the cavalry with yellow flags did not taste defeat in the face of the Ming army.

The Qing cavalry of the brigade was silted in front of the Ming army's formation, and any iron ball dropped from the air seemed to cause a casualty. The Ming army's two-winged bird and gun ranks are quietly advancing, and the originally parallel formation is being transformed into a concave shape.

Ao Bai cheered up, "Rush over the archers," he didn't notice that he was already a little incoherent

A small number of Jurchen cavalry rushed through the death distance between six miles and five hundred paces, dismounted and picked up their bows and arrows to shoot at the Ming army.

Their archery skills are very accurate, and they only go to the battlefield with abundant bodies and shoot extremely fast.

The Ming army's gunners did not wear iron armor, and dozens of them were shot and retreated to the rear.

Qian Zong, who was standing on the right side of the Gunner phalanx, immediately ordered when the Jurchen archers dismounted: "Press up"

The military orders were short and crisp. The guns in the first column quickly raised their guns and sprinted forward more than a dozen steps, lifting their guns in unison. The follow-up gunners kept up, and the Ming army suddenly marched in a procession and fired as they went.

In a panic, the Jurchen archers fired two rounds of arrows, turned over and mounted their horses, and before the horses could leave, the flying lead struck the horses' buttocks.

The horses fell, and they remained.

In the face of the Jurchen cavalry, the Ming army did not retreat but advanced.

Ao Bai was enraged, but he was covered with heavy iron armor, and his war horse could not run as easily as the Han horse.

"Kill the Past"

He sent out the dead soldiers according to his previous combat experience, and the warriors who used them to attract the Ming army's firearms were bloodthirsty and crazy, and they were invincible in close combat. The warrior with the yellow flag is second only to the white flag in the eight flags.

The Jurchen cavalry staggered like a fat bull, full of strength, but too slow. Feng Qin on the high ground put down the clairvoyant mirror, and they were not engaged in a one-level war.

A moment later, Ao Bai watched in despair as all his dead soldiers fell thirty paces away from the Ming army.

The ground was covered with corpses, horses and people.

The once heroic Jurchens are now terrified.

The Ming army stepped on the bloody grass and continued to press forward, they had no iron armor, but they were not afraid. Round after round of shooting, like a never-ending cycle.

Each thousand is always the soul of a flint pilanx, and they give instructions for micro-manipulation according to the shape of the battlefield. The flintmen were like weapons in their hands.

There were no inspiring slogans, and there was no joy at the great victory over the Qing soldiers, and the Ming army marched forward in silence and shot in silence. On the battlefield, they are as taciturn as their commanders.

The guards pushed the artillery wagons forward in batches, and the distance of the iron cannon bombardment continued to extend.

"Rush over" Ao Bai is crazy. The cavalry around him kept falling, and the frightened horses ran in all directions. He knew that defeat was decided, but he was unwilling in his heart, because he had never fought such a defeat.

"What kind of weapon is this, it doesn't need to be firestringed" There were countless horrors and questions in his heart.

He ordered his own soldiers: "Grab a bird's gun and come back"

Another wave of cavalry rushed over, stirring up a splash of blood in front of the Ming army, and then turned into a corpse blocking the pace of the Ming army.

The Jurchens were too frightened to make a desperate charge.

Ao Bai waved the ghost head knife to the sky, roared wildly, and ordered: "Withdraw" He gave up, even gave up the idea of snatching the bird gun, and if he stayed here, he was afraid that he would fold all the five thousand Jurchens here.

The Qing cavalry in the whirlpool finally found the right direction and retreated to the north.

The Ming army, which did not wear iron armor, was fast, and the pursuit was extremely fast, and the two-winged bird guns kept pressing in the direction where the Qing soldiers initially appeared.

They crossed the corpse-covered battlefield, crossed the city of Gaoyou, and fought all the way to the north.

There were countless corpses along the way.