When Wang Jiakang's tall figure appeared on the battlefield, the horses under his crotch looked a little too petite. As the commander of the 3,000th headquarters of the second battalion of the first division, he was the first general of the Jinyi Guard to follow His Royal Highness the crown prince to form the East Palace guard battalion. Speaking of which, he also belongs to the generals that Xiao Mo thinks are "capable", but since he was transferred to the general of the East Palace Department, his unit has always been unable to fight!

Everyone's eyes were focused on Xiao Mo, She An, and Liu Xian, and in comparison, the other troops of the first battalion were just going to the battlefield to go through the motions. Later, everyone envied the expansion of the 1st Battalion into a division, but the other officers of the 1st Battalion had bitter words.

All elite veterans were replenished with the new 1st Battalion, as well as the Tank Division, which was never withdrawn. These vacancies can only be filled by previous auxiliaries and recruits. Those recruits who have been trained for more than two months are still haode, as for those auxiliaries...... Wang Jiakang didn't want to say anything anymore.

Fortunately, the change of the spear formation is very simple, it is nothing more than the three basic formations of breakthrough, defense, and march, and there are three states of numerical advantage, disadvantage, and level, which is a total of nine kinds of change formations, which is much simpler than the Mandarin Duck Formation. Even so, it was dangerous to fight with the old auxiliaries, and many people couldn't even remember what each drum and horn meant.

Looking at the Yellow Flag captives lined up in a horizontal formation on the opposite side, Wang Jiakang pulled out his saber: "Left Wing Pioneer Division, march with drums!" ”

The heavy drum beat soon began to sound and gradually accelerated. The step drum controls the speed of the phalanx, ensuring that everyone is on the same page. The phalanxes with the bureau as the unit were activated, trying to ensure that they were in a line. The Mandarin Duck Formations are interspersed between the Phalanx Formations, and they are now regarded as "killers", tactically and theoretically the true battlefield slaughterers.

The right wing division in the east also soon heard the sound of the drums, and the commander was the commander of his own division, and he also held the post of deputy commander of the army. Now there are more and more lieutenant officers. However, there are still a lot of gaps under the pressure of strict promotion regulations.

Wang Jiakang did not worry about the right wing, he focused all his energy on the enemy opposite him. The captives also began to march with drums, but compared to the Ming army, which marched in unison, they were almost like a rabble.

-- Even the left and right feet are messed up.

Wang Jiakang picked up the clairvoyant mirror and saw that these captives were holding long bird guns in their hands. He sighed: long-range strikes are really the shortcomings of the East Palace.

But fortunately, there are cannons.

Cavalry artillery pierced through the middle of the phalanx. Dismounting, erecting cannons, ignition, all in one go.

The smoke from the gunpowder firing rose between the phalanxes, and the air was suddenly filled with the smell of sulfur and nitrate.

The firing distance was a hundred paces, and at this distance, the Tiger Squat Cannon could only kill and wound unarmored enemy soldiers. And because it had just entered its effective range, only three or five of them had fallen on the opposite side.

The main purpose of firing at this distance was to disrupt the Eastern Formation.

Sure enough, the first platoon of captives came to a halt, and the entire array began to shake unsteadily. Finally, they stopped advancing. The charge was started, ready for launch.

-- 100 steps away from the ...... Tease me!

Wang Jiakang was disdainful in his heart, and ordered: "Slow down~ go!" ”

The drum beat soon slowed down, almost a third of its original speed. All the soldiers adjusted their pace to the beat of the drums, and it was only a brief moment before the rustling sound of the march resumed.

The Han military flag on the opposite side was finally loaded with ammunition, and looking at the red-tasseled forest in front of him, his legs and stomachs had already begun to twitch.

Manchurian soldiers on horseback. Running in front of the array, waving his broadsword. He yelled, "Wait until they're close!" Kill the litterers! ”

The Ming army slowed down, as if teasing the captives, and divided into three steps.

Rumble!

The artillery, which had long noticed the shape of the battlefield, used the village anti-Hongyi cannon to shoot a shell at the flag of the Han army with the yellow flag.

Although the shell did not hit the flagpole, it also opened a gap in front of the eastern array, and seven or eight bird-fired soldiers fell to the ground in pieces.

Boom Boom!

The Tiger Squat Cannon opened fire again. Teased the tense nerves of the Eastern Soldiers.

Syllable!

Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore and pulled the trigger.

Bang Bang Bang!

There was a chaotic sound, and all the soldiers finally handed over their bullets.

The Manchurian vest was so angry that he scolded, brandished his knife and hacked to death the Han flag soldier who shot first, and shouted loudly: "Quickly reload!" Fill it up! ”

Wang Jiakang could already faintly hear the roar of the Manchurians. He raised his saber high and pointed at forty-five degrees: "Hurry ~ go!" ”

The drums changed from their previous heavy and dull sounds, and the high-pitched frequencies inspired the fighters to rush forward.

In the Ming army, a well-trained flintlock gunner could fire three or four shots in a minute, but it was already very good for a slave-born bird gunner to be able to complete a reload in a minute. And they didn't have any practice at all, and Huang Taiji's criteria for choosing a bird hand were those who were too weak to use a bow and arrow.

It's purely a team that generates waste.

On the battlefield of the Ming and Qing dynasties, such a bird gun had only one function: to release the gun from a distance, lure the Ming army to release the gun hand, and then retreat, so that the armor soldiers rushed up to kill the Ming army who were loading ammunition. This set of tactics has been tried and tested repeatedly in the face of the Ming army, and I really don't know which side is more idiotic.

Moreover, the average ignition rate of bird guns is only 50 percent, and about half of them will fail to ignite. In addition, these Dongyu soldiers did not use a ration of gunpowder, and many people were afraid of exploding their chambers, so they deliberately reduced the amount of gunpowder. If you are hit by a stray bullet, you will be really unlucky.

Fortunately, there is no such unlucky guy in the team this time.

And a solid helmet and cuirass will make the chance of this bad luck even lower.

Looking at the Ming army walking quickly, the Manchurian soldiers finally ordered these bird-strickmen to get out of the way, so that the armor soldiers and Bayala behind them could charge to meet the enemy.

These unlucky bird-swordsmen were almost disrupted by their own people from behind, and hurriedly stepped aside, watching the elite armor soldiers with big swords rush towards these spear phalanxes.

Wang Jiakang's understanding of the opposing array was somewhat different from that of other generals.

He insisted that the phalanx was man-made terrain. Like a hill where the flesh gathers, use spears to force the attacker's formation to collapse, so that the mandarin duck formation, tiger squatting cannon, and flintlock pistol formation between the phalanx can defeat it. Therefore, after not winning enough flintlock guns, he could only gather a few tiger squat cannons, and set up a cavalry artillery corps after Qi Jiguang's establishment in Jizhen.

Judging from the current effect, such a compatibility is still very effective.

The Manchurian armourers soon collided with the pikemen.

"Thorn!" The flag captains of each platoon shouted loudly.

"Tiger!" The warriors shouted and stabbed their spears.

They have to train this simple move no less than a thousand times a day, and sometimes they have to be punished for practicing because someone in the team makes a mistake. It had almost become a physical instinct, and it was stabbed out without any thought.

With a swing of their long knives, the bayalas squeezed through the guns, breaking a small gap. The Ming army behind quickly found the target, and three or four spears stabbed out again, pierced through the armor, stabbed him to the ground, and then instinctively pulled out the spear.

The gap that had just been opened was quickly filled by the warriors behind, and the entire phalanx was like an impregnable wall, impassable.

Zu Zerun saw the destruction of Bayala with his own eyes, and his heart ached as if he had been twisted by someone. As the most elite of the Qing soldiers, each Bayala was a common treasure of the Manchurians, even though he was only a bannerman of the Han army. He took his Goshha to stabilize the line, and ordered the men and horses in front of him to shrink back.

"This kind of phalanx is like a turtle with thorns, why bother to touch him!" Zu Zerun scolded with a slashed face: "Let the vest soldiers change to light arrows and stare at the two corners in front of this phalanx!" Shoot them! ”

The Manchurians were hunters in the mountains and forests, and their own riding and archery skills were only good compared to the Ming army. With Zu Zerun's order, these horsemen took small cavalry bows and light arrows, and stabbed diagonally through the two corners in front of the phalanx, and then circled back into the formation.

In this way, the phalanx was like a slow-moving target, and there was no way to do anything about these cavalrymen who were out of the range of the spear.

"Order, all sides are closer." Wang Jiakang quickly came up with a countermeasure to reduce the spacing between the phalanxes and compress the space for the cavalry to turn.

However, this method of treating the symptoms but not the root cause was quickly cracked by Dongyu. The cavalry launched a round attack from both sides of the division, and even the horseless infantry soldiers stood at a distance with infantry bows and fired at a distance.

More and more people fell in the phalanx. (To be continued......)

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