Chapter 44: Fierce

On the dim and hazy plain, a piercing military horn sounded, and Sun Hu immediately raised his arms and shouted:

"Shoot!"

More than 200 Ming musketeers who were ambushed on this country road immediately pulled the trigger, orange-red flames bloomed in the darkness, and deadly lead bullets rushed out of the muzzles emitting white smoke.

Two successive volleys of musketeers knocked to the ground the first dozens of cavalry who had escaped from the Shun camp, who screamed and fell off their horses before disappearing under the hooves of the horses rushing behind.

Sun Hu was originally an officer of the Shenji Battalion, and after the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the fortress for the first time fourteen years ago, he followed the Portuguese Hongmao, who arrived in the capital to support, and learned serious firearms knowledge for a while, especially good at the use of muskets.

The bird guns, Lu Mi guns, and turtledove foot guns in the hands of more than 200 Ming troops were arranged by him in different positions of the three rows of musketeers according to the difference in performance and power, and were set up into three firepower of different intensities, which made up for the shortcomings of the lack of power of the bird guns and the excessive cumbersome operation of the turtledove's foot guns.

After the volleys of musketeers crushed the first batch of fleeing Shun troops, more Shun troops soon escaped from the large camp that had already become a pot of porridge.

Faced with hundreds or thousands of Shun troops, these reorganized musketeers fired two more volleys, knocking down dozens of horses rushing ahead.

Then, they quickly separated from the middle, and the two rows became six, and withdrew to the two flanks, and the pikemen, who had been behind them, the sword and shield bearers, immediately stepped forward, raised their weapons, and rushed forward in a formation of four marches at the sound of the trumpet.

Rows of sword and shield hands, pikemen rushed forward with shouts, Weng Dajie and Kong Tao were also in the military formation, now that the night attack had been successful, how could they let go of such an opportunity for meritorious service and performance?

Both of them held flag guns in their hands, and the entire military formation centered on them, the beating armor leaves rattled, and the array became a little distorted in the process of rushing forward.

In the face of the Ming army attacking like a wall, most of them rose up and rushed towards the Shun army with a loud shout, except for a few who fled by seizing the road.

At this time, they no longer have any command to speak of, just to be able to break through, to be able to run out alive, and to rely on the horse under their crotch to commit murder.

Under the personal command of Weng Dajie and Kong Tao, the morale of the Ming army was greatly boosted, and rows of pikemen continued to stab, and between the head of the spear stretched and retracted, countless wails and screams sounded, and those swarming Shun soldiers were killed.

Others, who reacted quickly and relied on their horses, fought back condescendingly, were also cut off by the sword and shield hand who bowed down and dived, and then died under the combined attack of several spears, and were stabbed into a hornet's nest.

The musketeers on both flanks had now turned into free fire, and although they were extremely accurate, they still shot a lot of Shun troops because of their close proximity, effectively supporting the pikemen and sword and shield men in the middle.

Moreover, the explosions and flames produced by the musket fire made the war horses very frightened and unwilling to charge, which gave the Ming pikemen a great buffer time.

In the earth-shattering shouts of killing, the password was no longer valid, and the soldiers followed the order flag closely, they were killing at this time, and their spirits were extremely excited.

The adrenaline released from the body made them more agile and courageous in a tense and dark environment, and many musketeers even forgot to reload because of a mistake in operation, or slipped off the whole bar, and directly hung the musket on their shoulders, then pulled out their waist knives and rushed forward.

The military formation of the Ming army also began to be chaotic at this time, and the two armies were mixed together, and the corpses of men and horses were piled up in front of the Shun army, and the blood spread all over the place.

Weng Dajie and Kong Tao were desperately controlling the formation and maintaining the military formation of the rushing and killing, but the people in front of the formation shouted and neighed, and everyone's cheeks were mixed with sweat and blood sticky.

It's just that no one has paid attention to these details at this time, and the Ming army is desperately rushing to kill, without fear, and the Shun army can't resist and begins to retreat.

"Kill!" The flag spear in Weng Dajie's hand stabbed out violently, and a Shunjun war horse that rushed towards the soldiers on his side neighed in pain, and then was stabbed to death in front of the battle by five or six pikemen at the same time.

However, the huge force of this uncontrolled frightened war horse caused three spears to snap and break from the middle, and five people, including Weng Dajie, were led crookedly and fell out together.

But they did not care about the pain, and no longer paid attention to the warhorse, which had been badly wounded and was struggling on the ground, and immediately pulled out the sword at his waist, and even the short axe, and immediately rushed forward again, and merged into the advancing army.

At this time, everyone didn't have time to think, their minds were blank, and there was only one word in their consciousness - "kill"!

"Kill, kill, kill!!"

Nearly 1,000 soldiers of the Ming army stepped forward like a tide, constantly engulfing the soldiers of the Shun army in front of them, and many places in front of the front line were still like long spears, stabbing out and retracting, leaving a corpse on the ground, and a river of blood that converged into a stream, which was daunting.

It is said that the soldiers of the Eight Banners of Manchuria are just the border troops of the Ming court who have eaten and drunk enough, received full salaries, and are wearing two layers of solid armor, which is actually not true at all.

These soldiers and officers who have been fighting in the Nine Sides for decades and have survived like Gu raisers, once they have eaten and drunk enough, and there is no shortage of military salaries and equipment, the combat effectiveness that erupts will be amazing.

Weng Dajie and Kong Tao rushed to the front of the formation, and soon waded through the sea of corpses and blood, these commandless Shun army routs were not their opponents at all.

All of them were bloodied, panting, clutching their bladed knives and spears tightly in their hands, and some even had their hatchets broken. Looking at the cavalry of the Shun army who fled in other directions with their backs to them, it was only at this time that they suddenly noticed the soreness and numbness of their hands and feet, and even the loss of strength.

Gu Kecheng and Hao Shaoqi led dozens of personal soldiers to rush over, losing half of the men and horses, but they still couldn't break through the resistance of the Ming army, so they could only turn the horse's head, take the potholed fields instead, and go to the east.

The Ming army had stopped the pursuit at this time, and just stood quietly, watching the rout of the Shun army scattered in all directions, the figures became smaller and smaller, and the sound of horses' hooves became weaker and weaker.

By this time, the sky was already bright, and the vision had become clear, and the sun was rising in the east, staining the sky red, and a touch of the morning sun was scattered over the fields.

Behind them, hundreds of corpses fell to the ground, and horses that were still wriggling and struggling let out a gray neigh, and blood flowed down the ravines to the fields.

There were not many soldiers left around Gu Kecheng and Hao Shaoqi, and they quickly disappeared in the slowly rising sun. Two or three miles to the south, on the camp of the Shun army, wisps of white smoke rose up.