The slogan of capturing Hong Chengchou alive was specially conceived by Yan Yingyuan, in order to cause psychological pressure on the Qing army, so that they would think that the main force of the Guards had been overwhelmed, and the purpose was to directly capture their commander alive.

Yan Yingyuan took a thousand guards directly under the association to ride horses towards the Qing artillery to kill, one by one on the horse to turn the Chongzhen 21-style flintlock pistol, using three points and one line, the bullets accurately pierced the condensed air, directly penetrated the Qing artillery cotton armor, than the black powder explosive power of the powerful nitrification fiber explosion of the bullet than the Manchurian Bayala heavy arrow penetration is not known how many times stronger, in an instant, the Qing artillery that was shot was directly under the action of the powerful impact force was directly rushed up, and then was used to falling to the ground, Splashed slush.

The 3,000 cavalry of the Qing army guarding the artillery were killed, because they saw that Yan Yingyuan and the other guards were just a small Ming army, so they were not afraid, and shouted and shouted and killed Yan Yingyuan and others with bows and arrows.

And Yan Yingyuan also knew that there were few people on his side, and he did not fight head-on with the large-scale cavalry of the Qing army, so he immediately rode his horse and retreated.

Here, Hong Chengchou, the main force of the Qing army, was also a little nervous when he heard the gunfire in the direction of Wu Sangui, and hurriedly ordered the main force of the Qing army to move closer to the direction of Wu Sangui to provide support.

Wu Sangui saw that Yan Yingyuan and other small groups of Ming troops retreated into the vast snowy field, and his heart was also a little relieved, at this time his 100,000 troops were killing towards the defensive position of Sunjia Ferry, but because of the interference of Yan Yingyuan and other small guards, the red-coated artillery on his side could not provide support in time, Wu Sangui had to order his 100,000 troops to be lined up by the firearms battalion in front, the cavalry to attack from both wings, and the archers to replace the firearms battalion at any time after the firearms battalion.

Most of the troops under the command of Wu Sangui were former Liao soldiers, with rich combat experience, and the battle was naturally quite orderly, walking in front was a firearms battalion equipped with flintlock pistols, the second column was a firearms battalion equipped with bird guns, and behind the firearms battalion in the second column were archers.

Behind the firearms and archers, there is also Wu Sangui's supervising team, which is the method of Wu Sangui's former Zhejiang soldiers, and placing the supervising team behind the firearms can force the firearms to insist on operating the firearms when the enemy attacks, instead of turning around and running.

Most of Wu Sangui's cavalry are holding three-eyed guns, and there are also archers, these cavalry are Wu Sangui's Ding Jing cavalry, and their combat power is not weaker than that of the Manchurian iron cavalry.

Wu Sangui held a spear and walked at the back with his spearmen, his eyes stared at the front like electricity, this is the last capital of his Liao soldiers, half of the Liao soldiers were lost in the hands of the guards when he went south with Azig, and now in order to help the unification of the Qing Dynasty and to achieve his extraordinary achievements, he brought out the last family he left in Liaodong.

Although most of these 100,000 Liao soldiers are still newly replenished green battalion soldiers, the essence is the foundation of his Liaodong military aristocracy, so he really wants to give the Guards a painful blow in this battle to cross the river, and to snow the shame that he was beaten by the Guards last time and fled back to the Qing Dynasty with only a few hundred remnants of the soldiers.

The enemies saw each other very widely, Wu Sangui and other Liao generals of the Qing army hated the guards so much, they bared their teeth, soaked in a cold smile, revealing a bloodthirsty ferocity, and the shameless money rat tail on their heads, like layers of firewood, angered the first corps of the third army of the guards.

More than 70,000 men and horses of the First Corps of the Third Army of the Guards under Qin Zuoming have been ambushed in trenches and bunkers, and they are all snow-white.

The soldiers of the Guards were like sculptures in the snowfield, crawling in the trench like a rock, their hands tightly holding the cold guns, their eyelashes condensed by the ice did not blink, and their eyes like eagles stared at the approaching Qing army of Wu Sangui's army.

An infantry member of the Guards who had his legs broken by the Qing army's red-coated cannon was still crawling on the snow strongly, and his face was not showing a look of pain at the moment, but a look of hatred.

He wanted revenge, and the icy snow made him forget about his physical pain, but it burned his pounding heart.

Blood poured on every Guards soldier.

Even the main general, Qin Zuoming, was chewing the cold snow with the same solemnity at this time, allowing the biting ice crystals to cut through his heavy breath in the hot mouth.

At this moment, he remembered the heroic appearance of his aunt who had fought on the battlefield, and remembered the picture of his father being killed by the Qing army in the same situation.

The man is like iron in death, the god of death and the god of war are always born together, as if the breath of death is approaching, and it is also like the appearance of vitality, none of the 70,000 Han family sons of the guards made a sound, they just waited for the arrival of the Qing army.

Five hundred steps!

Three hundred steps!

Two hundred steps!

"Hit!"

The ground suddenly startled Qiongyu, shattered on the dry grass roots, and with Wang Fuzhi's whole body, with a blood-filled bullet broke free from the barrel of Chongzhen's nineteen-style flintlock pistol.

The bright light of fire pierced the cold snow, and the cold barrel began to burn.

The sound of gunfire and white smoke added to the atmosphere of slaughter, and the pungent and stirred up the surging heart of the Guards soldiers to kill the enemy, which was the smell of gunpowder, but also the smell of war and death.

It was the 1st Infantry A Battalion of the 2nd Corps of the 3rd Army of the Guards Army that fired the shot, and the commander was Wang Fuzhi.

At this time, he is no longer the weak scholar he was back then, but a burly and magnificent iron man. With him, all of them are the sons of the Han family who have tempered a body of steel and iron, and they have long hidden the softness of the past and the steel of today.

Qin Zuoming did not put all his troops into battle, as a general, he could guess that he would inevitably face a large-scale counterattack by the Qing army after blocking the back road of the Qing army, and he only had 70,000 horses, and he must use the least number of troops to achieve the maximum killing effect, so as to achieve the goal of blocking the main force of the Qing army on the north bank of the Yellow River.

The Guards had three infantry battalions on the south bank of the Yellow River, an artillery battalion and a cavalry battalion, but now the other two infantry battalions, the artillery battalion and the cavalry battalion had not begun to attack, and they were still quietly watching the performance of the 1st Infantry Battalion.

The range, shooting accuracy, and bullet penetration of the Chongzhen 19-type flintlock pistol are much stronger than the Chongzhen 17-type flintlock pistol, so at this moment, after more than 6,000 Guards infantry pulled the trigger and fired, the Qing army was shot down in an instant.

Some Qing soldiers had their heads lifted open, blood and brains sprinkled all over the snow, or they were shot in the chest, and the blood was smeared open, and the whole person was taken up with the firearm in his hand, or he was shot in the abdomen and fell to the ground and was dragged far away by inertia, drawing red blood stains on the white snow, and even crying on the ground with bullets in his legs and feet.

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