Chapter 144: A Slap to the Head

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The sentry who had been cut off his limbs couldn't stop wailing in front of the battle, because of his physical strength, he lay on the ground without his limbs and did not die immediately, but rolled on the ground in pain, and the blood gushing out of Bobo stained the ground around him red, drawing twisted patterns on the ground.

The Houjin army, which had killed dozens of Ming civilians and was smug and cheering, immediately became dumbfounded when they saw the tragic situation of the sentry.

Looking at the Houjin army array, which had become silent, a Ming army sergeant raised an iron horn and said loudly in Manchu: "You wait for the barbarians, if you fight against my Ming Dynasty and slaughter my Ming people, this waste is your example!" ”

Ha Feng'a, who was standing in the middle of the military formation, originally laughed when he saw that Niu Lu killing those Ming people, waiting to see the frightened or angry expression of the Ming army, but he didn't expect the other party to immediately slap them with his backhand.

It stands to reason that exchanging the deaths of dozens of people in the Ming Kingdom for a spy on his own side is a big profit in terms of quantity. But in the eyes of the arrogant Hafona, this is a great shame. The elite Jurchen warriors were actually captured, and they were killed by someone in such a cruel and insulting way as cutting off their limbs before the battle, if he could endure this breath, he would also be able to do it in the future.

Furious, he immediately roared and ordered the Goshha beside him to sue the Niu Lu, and if he could not defeat the Ming army, he would personally go and pick off his head. In fact, not only Ha Feng'a, but also the Houjin soldiers and soldiers gritted their teeth when they saw this scene, those Ming soldiers dared to execute their prisoners on the spot, this is really hateful, they must all be killed to eliminate the hatred in their hearts.

With the sound of horns, Niu Lu commanded more than 300 people under his command to rush towards the front of the Ming army. Among the more than 300 men were cavalry and foot soldiers, with more than 30 white-armored soldiers and more than 100 soldiers at the front, followed by more than 200 auxiliaries, either on horseback or on foot. Swarming in front of the Ming army.

Looking at the swarming Houjin army, in the Ming army formation standing in front, the breathing of many Ming soldiers, especially the sergeants who went to the battlefield for the first time, became a little short. As the shouts got closer and closer, many of the sergeants turned pale, after all, the Tartar soldiers were famous, which was no better than the bandits and rogues they had fought before, and the pressure from everyone was also very great.

However, Yueyang attaches the most importance to military discipline when training on weekdays, and the training is strict in peacetime, and the strict military discipline is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Especially not long ago, Yue Yang made a rule: When fighting, there are those who turn back and tie up! Trespassers are beaten! Those who saw the thieves making loud noises, and those who were injured and screaming and frightened away, all retreated in accordance with the battle and showed the public by military law!

At this time, some Bai Zong and even the chief also comforted the soldiers around them in a low voice at the right time to boost their morale. After all, fighting a war is about morale, and if an army does not have morale, then it will not be far from defeat.

Suddenly, there was a rousing drum beat from behind. Feng Xiaoming immediately looked back, only to see that the sun and moon flag in the middle of the phalanx was also constantly shaking. He immediately shouted loudly: "All the troops listen to the order, prepare in a row!" ”

"A row ready!"

"Whoa...... Whoa......"

As Feng Xiaoming's order was conveyed to the front, the two Bai Bosses in the front row also shouted loudly. The two hundred musketeers at the front also began to move, laying the loaded Minnie rifles on their shoulders flat, and pointing the muzzles of the black holes at the Houjin soldiers who were charging at them.

It was noon and the sun was high in the sky. Sweat beaded on the faces of the heavily armored firefighters, but no one wiped them.

Soon, those Houjin troops immediately rushed to a distance of about three hundred paces from the front of the formation. But there was still no order to fire from behind, so anxious that Feng Xiaoming couldn't help but look back.

Finally, when the Houjin army entered the distance of two hundred paces, a rhythmic drum beat finally came from behind, and at the same time, the three sun and moon flags were also waved together, which meant that Yue Yang in the back had delegated the right to fire to the commander in front. Feng Xiaoming was overjoyed when he saw this, and immediately put a whistle into his mouth and blew it vigorously, and a sharp whistle immediately sounded in mid-air.

"Beep beep ......"

Less than a blink of an eye after the whistle sounded, the two Bai Zong in front of them also brandished their long knives and shouted loudly.

"Shoot!"

From the 100 on the left to the 100 on the right, a total of 200 musketeers pulled the trigger together.

In the sound of fire, a large amount of fire and smoke filled the sky.

If Dolgon was here at this time, he would definitely scold the Niu Lu who commanded the battle, and he dared to charge at a distance of two hundred meters when fighting with Yue Yang, and he also discharged such a dense formation, it would be purely naked to find death.

It's just a pity that the Houjin army that dealt with Yueyang's army for the first time was always easy to suffer, and the salvo of two hundred firearms suddenly made the Houjin army suffer a big loss if it was not prepared at all.

The whistling lead bullets caught the white-armored soldiers and horse-armored soldiers who rushed to the front by surprise, and only the first round of shooting caused them to fall more than 30 people, startling the Houjin army who were burying their heads and rushing away.

But the battlefield is not a playground, since the charge is unbearable, although dozens of people fell in front, but the people behind were even more crazy, they immediately sped up, especially those cavalry on horseback almost put their bodies on the horseback, whipping the war horse under the crotch to make them charge quickly.

The first platoon of non-commissioned officers automatically turned around after firing the bullets, and directly passed through the gap of the second platoon sergeants and retreated to the back.

Feng Xiaoming shouted again: "The second row of firecrackers, kill those Tartars!" ”

The two hundred musketeers of the first row retreated to the back of the last row of the phalanx and began to reload.

The second-row gunners began to step forward, aiming at the rear soldiers in front of them and began to pull the trigger.

"Bang ......"

After not expecting the Ming army to start shooting again so quickly, the Jin army was still taken by surprise, and more than 30 people fell to the ground. Many people were beaten to a bloody blur, and some of the people who were seriously injured and not dead were howling in a terrible voice, they rolled on the ground in pain, and those lead bullets formed a very irregular shape after penetrating their armor, and after penetrating their armor, they immediately turned into various strange objects and invaded their fragile **.

"Keep shooting...... On the third row! ”

Feng Xiaoming's red eyes commanded the firefighters to fire forward one after another, and bursts of white smoke continued to drift in the sky.

When the last row, that is, the fifth round of musketeers, finished the row of guns, the ugly shouting of the Houjin Tartars was no longer in everyone's ears, and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air over the entire phalanx.

The white mist slowly dissipated, and everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the front of the formation. After five rounds of volleys, most of the team that was shouting and charging frantically just now had fallen at this moment, and the rest of the people were less than a hundred. And almost all of these people are the auxiliaries in this Niu Lu, they are the bravest, and the most skilled in martial arts are the white armor soldiers, horse armor, infantry armor and other soldiers, because they rushed to the front, so almost all of them fell in a pool of blood.

A breeze blew, and a thick smell of blood entered everyone's noses.

Neither side made a sound, and Ha Feng'a, who was fighting in the back, was also stunned at this time, he never thought that this Niu Lu, who he had given high hopes for, would be disabled by the Ming army in less than a quarter of an hour, and he could see clearly just now that the unlucky Niu Lu was already falling on the road of charging just now.

"How is this possible...... How is this possible? How did Ming Dog's fire gun hit so far! ”

Ha Feng'a screamed wildly, his face was full of hideous expressions, just now he could clearly see that Chu Mingjun fired at a distance of more than two hundred steps, and those lead bullets could effortlessly knock those white-armored soldiers and horse-armored soldiers in heavy armor to the ground, what the hell is going on, when did the Ming army's firearms become so powerful?

Just when Ha Feng was stunned, the last dozen of the remaining auxiliaries were stunned, and they let out a scream with tacit understanding, made a backward movement, and fled to the back. The white-armored soldiers and horse-armored infantry soldiers who were much more powerful than them were all dead, and their auxiliaries could only be sent to death after they went up.

It's just that these auxiliaries didn't expect that the Jia Lazhangjing behind them was not a good stubble.

Seeing the retreating auxiliaries, Ha Feng'a said a few words loudly with a calm face, and immediately two teams of white-armored soldiers with black faces rushed over, and they raised their swords and guns in the book to cut down the retreating auxiliaries immediately, and in a burst of screams, these dozens of auxiliaries followed in the footsteps of their companions.

Looking at Sergeant Houjin who fell in a pool of blood, Ha Feng'a felt that his heart was about to be exploded, and today's battle was definitely the biggest defeat he had ever lost since he joined the army. More than 300 warriors charged against the Ming army, and they were killed by the other party without even touching a single hair, which was terrible. Why did the firearm in the opponent's hand shoot so far? Why exactly?

Ha Feng'a, who was puzzled, hesitated at this time, he didn't know whether to send troops to continue the attack or temporarily retreat. No matter which one he chooses, it will be difficult for him, if he continues to attack, those Ming troops will definitely kill and injure a large number of their own men and horses with the sharp weapons in their hands, but if they retreat, I am afraid that Lord Yue Tuo will not be able to spare himself.

Thinking of Yue Tuo's angry appearance, Ha Feng'a immediately shuddered and shuddered a little.

Just when he was in a dilemma, there was a heavy sound of horses' hooves behind him, and soon a large group of soldiers and horses appeared in front of him, and it turned out that Luo Luohun and Karchu Xue led the army to support him. (To be continued......)