When Chen Yonghua commanded two battalions and eight teams of red turban musketeers to arrive in front of the Zeng Yangxing phalanx on Geng Jingzhong's left flank and began to prepare for artillery fire before the infantry attack, Li Zhongshan issued another order for the whole army to press.

The model town of the Ming Army on the battlefield of Chashan is a town composed of infantry, artillery, baggage, cavalry, and engineering, but now only infantry and artillery appear in front of Geng Jingzhong's army.

Among them, there were 3 brigades, 12 battalions, and 48 infantry teams, each of which had a large establishment of 200 men, and these 48 teams alone had more than 9,000 flintlock pipers.

In addition, under each musket team there were twenty stragglers armed with rifled guns, who were usually scattered in each platoon to serve as shooting instructors, and could either disperse and shoot cold guns during the battle, or they could be grouped together and shot in line like the line infantry.

The artillery that appeared on the battlefield was an artillery regiment composed of six artillery teams, a baggage team and an engineer team, equipped with all six-pound field guns, a total of 36 guns. Previously, Li Zhongshan allocated 12 gates to Chen Yonghua, and the remaining 24 gates slowly pushed forward with the remaining ten battalions of infantry.

As for the cavalry regiment under the jurisdiction of Model Town, it is now being led by Li Zhongzheng and waiting in a forest behind the tea mountain

With the sound of unhurried snare drums, under the guidance of bright red military flags, they began to slowly approach the rest of the Jingjun's large phalanx.

If you can look down from a high place, you will find that the current Ming army formation has a large advance of the two battalions on the right flank, which has been forced to a place only more than a mile away from the front line of the left flank of the Jing army, while the rest of the battalions have formed an array of roughly two thick red lines, which are slowly moving forward, but it will take a while to fill the left side of the two battalions on the right flank that have rushed forward.

As for the right side of the second battalion of the right wing of the Ming army, there is a small stream flowing through it, of course, it is a small stream of Jiangnan standard, and now it is the rainy season of spring and water, and it is impossible to wade through.

In other words, if the cavalry of the Jing army wants to attack the two battalions on the right flank of the Ming army, they have to hurry up, otherwise the ten battalions of the Ming army will be pressed, leaving less room for the cavalry to attack.

Geng Jingzhong, who was standing in the lookout of the pole car, saw it clearly, he was also a little anxious, and ordered the soldiers below: "Hurry, go to King An to urge. It will be too late to launch a cavalry assault! ”

"Yes!"

The soldiers below got his will, so they turned over their horses and looked for Yue Le's flag. When Yue Le was found, this Prince An of the Great Jing Kingdom, Prince An of the Great Qing Dynasty, and the alternate Duke An of the Great Zhou Dynasty (too good, the elders of the Three Dynasties!) is grinding with Bai Xianzhong, the general under Geng Jingzhong!

It turned out that Bai Xianzhong was unwilling to hand over the 200 cavalry in his hand to Yue Le - the Ming army in Jiangnan lacked horses, there were not many cavalry, and the Jing army, which was also shrinking in Jiangnan, was of course also short of horses. Moreover, the horse administration of the Great Yasukuni is still gone, and Geng Jingzhong's feudal village still manages some horse farms in Fujian, which can more or less provide Geng Jingzhong with some war horses. However, when Dajing withdrew from Fuzhou, the horse farm outside Fuzhou did not follow him, and even the people and horses plus the "field" were all surnamed Zheng.

Therefore, most of the war horses of the Dajing Dynasty are "old horses of the Three Dynasties", and they are all castrated "eunuch horses of the Three Dynasties", and there is no way to give a foal for Geng Jingzhong, so one less horse will die, which is rare.

And the military leaders under Geng Jingzhong who are ready to be the four ministers also know the value of cavalry, how can they be easily handed over to Yue Le?

So Yue Le had to coax and deceive, and promised a lot of benefits for Geng Jingzhong, so he finally managed to come up with seven or eight hundred horses. Among them are his own 200 horsemen!

"Bai Zongrong, the emperor is in a hurry, you don't want to hand over the cavalry to me again, the fighter plane is delayed, the emperor is not easy to explain, and the future of the west will be asked, I'm afraid it's not easy to talk!"

Yue Le is really good enough, he is still being the prince of Geng Jingzhong, but he has already used the "western" to bluff people.

"Western" of course refers to Wu Sangui!

Bai Xianzhong can not care about the "eastern" Geng Jingzhong, but he can't ignore the "western" Wu Sangui, the "eastern", no matter how long he looks at it, and the "western" can give him a wealth that has been passed down from generation to generation!

However, he was still unwilling to hand over all the cavalry to Yue Le, so he just picked out Baba and gave Yue Le one hundred and thirty horsemen, and he also left seventy or eighty horsemen to save his life.

With the one hundred and thirty cavalry given by Bai Xianzhong, Yue Le finally got together more than nine hundred cavalry, and then he urgently organized these more than nine cavalry into nine teams, each team was more than 100 cavalry, and then began to advance towards Chen Yonghua's left flank.

When Yue Le organized the cavalry to prepare to charge, Chen Yonghua's side had already finished firing the artillery and began to use the smoke from the artillery bombardment on both sides to cover the infantry attack.

In the first wave of his charge, he took out a battalion of four squadrons, almost eight hundred musketeers, forming four thin horizontal squads, and advanced against the indiscriminate buckshot from the front.

The rhythm of the snare drums was getting faster and faster, and the red turban musketeers were walking faster and faster, and the vision in front of Chen Yonghua was full of undulating headscarves, and under those red turbans was actually a semicircular iron helmet. It's just that this helmet doesn't have an exaggerated shape, and it's wrapped in red cloth, which looks like a bald head tangled in a step. But there really isn't one, it's just a cotton robe dyed red.

On the other side, Zeng Yang's troops also stopped shelling and switched to indiscriminate shooting with shotguns and bows and arrows. It's not that the training of these Jing troops is too poor, but that a small number of Ming army stragglers walked in front of the 800 musketeers, approached the position only a few dozen steps away from Zeng's army, half-squatted in the grass, and used the flintlock rifled guns in their hands to name the musketeers, artillerymen, and officers of the Zeng family's army!

The enemy hasn't approached yet, and his side has already been killed and wounded, and no one can stand it! So Zeng Yangxing had no choice but to let the shotgunners under him start shooting, so as to strengthen the courage of the family.

At the same time, he also knew that the flintlock pistols heavily equipped by the Ming army were very powerful when firing at the platoon of guns, and the shotgunners under him were no match at all, and the archers were not very good - good archers could fight flintlock pikemen, but good archers were too difficult to train, and he did not have many men. Most archers don't have a head at twenty paces away, and fifty paces away is the "end of the soft bow".

Therefore, he simply mobilized seven or eight hundred selective fronts, all wearing double armor and holding simple knives, squatting behind his musketeers and archers, waiting for the Ming army musketeers to approach, and then launched a counterattack!

At this time, the four teams of Ming army musketeers had already entered the distance where the Zeng family's spears and bows and arrows could exert their power, and sporadic casualties began to appear. And the two battalion commanders of the Ming army in charge of the command did not have the idea of playing "a volley of guns within twenty steps" - that was a fight! The lives of the people of the Ming Kingdom are still quite precious, and they can't fight like this.

And the Ming Army has a scientific and technological ruthless work - hand-rubbing cork bullets, which are Mini bullets!

This kind of Mini bullet doesn't have to be stuffed into a rifled gun to be effective, it works just as well in a smoothbore gun! Not to mention anything else, it is the "chrysanthemum" of the lead bullet after the plug receives the pressure, which can improve the airtightness of the smoothbore gun by several grades.

Therefore, a well-trained musketeer, with the use of mini rounds, can also achieve good shooting accuracy at a distance of dozens of paces. This is also the reason why all the infantry in Model Town are not armoured.

With a rapid and piercing suona sound, the four teams of Ming musketeers who formed a horizontal formation all stopped advancing, and then reorganized the formation, forming three horizontal columns into two horizontal columns, and then began to fire musket volleys!

At the same time as a thunderous roar, seven or eight hundred lead bullets were poured down on the dense crowd like raindrops, and after the first two volleys, the front row of the Jing army fell down in unison!

But after two volleys, there was a smoke in front of these Ming musketeers, and because visibility was reduced, the muskets after that were not so accurate.

And Zeng Yangxing, who was frightened by the two rounds of musket salvos that were a little too accurate, was waiting for this moment!

"Choose the front team, rush to Lao Tzu!"

His roar was followed by a loud drum beat, and the beat of the drum burst into his ranks. The hundreds of Xuan Feng were all veterans who had licked blood from the knife edge for many years, plus Zeng Yang gave a heavy reward, and also gave a reward of fifty taels of silver to the head of a red turban soldier, which stimulated all the fierceness in their blood. Crazy shouts of killing suddenly resounded across the land, and the dead soldiers of the Jing army in double armor jumped out of their phalanx. They don't form a team, they just cover their heads and move forward as fast as they can, as if they can win as long as they start hand-to-hand combat with their opponents!

In order to prevent accidental injury, all the musketeers of the Jing army stopped shooting, leaving only the archers who were still throwing feather arrows like crazy!

The two battalion commanders of the Ming army also discovered that the dead soldiers of the Jing army began to attack, and they also immediately issued an order to stop shooting and keep calm!

After two long suona sounds, all the musketeers stopped firing and, after reloading, stood still.

There was no roar of guns on the battlefield for a while, only the shouts of the soldiers with all their strength remained!

"Kill"

Most of the smoke dissipated, and Chen Yonghua, who stood up on the horse's pedal, also opened his mouth and stared blankly at the scene in front of him that made people's scalps tingle: The battle line of the Ming army is so slender, like a thin red line! Dozens of paces in front of them, groups of stubborn Jing Army infantry were screaming and launching a charge!

This. Can it stand up?

As soon as he thought of this, the two battalion commanders who were in front of him commanding the operation gave another order. Their orders turned into a harsh sound of suona, and the musketeers of the Ming army, who had been standing still, all raised their muskets, put on the muzzles of bayonets, and pointed at the Jing army rushing in front. Everyone held their breath and waited for the suona to blow again!

These musketeers in the model town are not cannon fodder who have been trained for half a month and then go to the battlefield, they are all Huaixi nationals, who have been in battle in Li Yat-sen's war to pacify Huaixi, and then have been trained in the Jiangwutang camp in Nanjing. And the focus is on practicing queues, practicing marksmanship, practicing obeying orders and queuing up to shoot!

The screaming and charging enemies are getting closer and closer to them! Thirty steps, twenty steps, fifteen steps, ten steps!

When the closest distance between the two sides was less than ten paces, a piercing suona roar suddenly resounded in the ears of the Ming musketeers!

Now is the time!

Eight hundred muskets were fired at the same time! Although it was a musket, it made a roar like an artillery bombardment, and its lethality was no less than ten or twelve six-pound field guns that sprayed shotguns at the same time!

And the dead soldiers of the Jing Army, this time they are really dead! I was about to rush to the enemy. Those closest to the enemy's musketeers had already rushed within seven paces!

It is said that the gun is fast outside seven steps, and the knife is fast within seven steps! But how did it become that a gun within seven paces could be fired quickly and accurately?

Almost no one of the dead soldiers of the Jing army who rushed to the front could avoid the blow of this "seven-step spear", and in front of the "thin red line" of the Ming army, all the dead soldiers of the Jing army who had been killed or were about to die.

Even if a few of them slipped through the net, they were all scared, just standing there, not knowing whether to kneel down and surrender or rush forward desperately?

And those dead soldiers of the Jing Army, who were rushing more slowly, saw that the three or four hundred people in front of them all fell down at once, and they were all frightened!

That's fucking ruthless, isn't it?

And just when they were too frightened to move forward, the Ming musketeers on the opposite side had already very skillfully taken out the ordered Mini bullets, and completed another reloading with their hands and feet - the loading of Mini bullets was easier than ordinary lead bullets, and these Ming soldiers were "skilled soldiers", and a reload was twenty or thirty seconds according to the time of Westerners. Before the people over there could react, they had already raised their guns and were about to be shot.

"Run!"

I don't know which "genius" suddenly roared at this time, and the "death-fearing soldiers" of the Jing Army, who had been shrouded in fear, all turned around and fled. But they were all wearing two layers of armor, and they had consumed a lot of physical strength when they charged just now, how fast could they run desperately at this time? You can't outrun the bullets!

"Boom"

With a piercing suona, the battlefield once again resounded with the roar of a flintlock volley!

Yue Le's left and right were filled with Manchu cavalry who had followed him for many years, the horseman's pigtails swaying from side to side in the air behind his head, and from time to time he let out a strange scream, and a few cannon roars (in fact, flintlock volleys) did not frighten these battle-hardened Manchurian warriors. They are no longer the Eight Banners who live a good life in Beijing, but have been tempered into real warriors by years of cruel war!

It is no exaggeration to say that their skills are on par with their wicked Amma!

So their charge is not something that can be stopped by two thin red lines!

That's right, on Chen Yonghua's left side, two thin red lines and a faint skirmish line also appeared at this time!

In the face of the charge of the Manchurian cavalry, the battalion commander of the Ming army did not adopt a hollow phalanx, but a thin red line and a scattered line.

In the opinion of a veteran like Yue Le, who has been fighting for almost a lifetime (a lifetime is very fast, and it is about to come to the point), this Chen Yonghua does not know how to fight at all, he is completely indiscriminately commanding, and this battle is won!

In fact, he didn't guess completely wrong, Chen Yonghua really didn't know how to fight, because all the orders were given by Wang An, who was with Chen Yonghua, on his behalf!

In fact, Chen Yonghua's entire attention just now was on those "death-fearing soldiers" sent by Zeng Yangxing, and he didn't notice that the cavalry of the Jing Army had rushed to his left flank!

And when he retracted his attention from the front, he found that the staff officers around him didn't know where to go? After looking left and right, he found that the group had changed direction and all turned to the left, so he quickly looked up to the left and froze.

On the battlefield, groups of cavalry were rushing towards the slender red line composed of several Ming infantry in turn, shouldn't they use a hollow phalanx? How to use these "thin lines" like infantry against the enemy's cavalry?

Whose order is this? Isn't this blind command?

He just wanted to ask, only to find that Wang Anzheng, the old god of the left staff of the Great General's Mansion, was sitting on horseback on the ground, not panicking at all.

Since Wang An is not panicking, Chen Yonghua is certainly not panicking, he is the "chief helmsman", how can he panic? So he also looked calm and relaxed, took the reins, rode his horse to Wang An, looked at the Jing cavalry galloping in front of him, nodded and said, "Well, the cavalry of the Jing army is very fierce!" Will the brothers be able to withstand it? ”

Wang An smiled: "They are sending them to death!" The cavalry of the Jing army is less than 1,000 cavalry, and they may be able to break through our defense line in one go, but they are a team of more than 100 cavalry. How can this be rushed? ”

I'm relieved when you say that!

Chen Yonghua nodded with satisfaction, and took out a folding fan and fanned it gently. and his old master, who always likes to dress up like Zhuge Liang, Zheng Jing has a fight.

(End of chapter)