Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 324 Long Live——

The rain wet the armor, Hu Xinshui touched the chain mail on his body, and stared ahead complicatedly.

There, a huge "Wu" character flag is eye-catching.

He was born in Liaodong, and fought with Wu Sangui for several years, but was captured by Prince Yu when he went south with Prince Yu Duoduo.

When a soldier eats food, both weapons and pay are better than the Qing army, he naturally made a choice.

Even if he is a fool, he still understands the significance of Nanjing City.

"From the power of the dragon!"

Hu Xinshui murmured, with a fierce fighting spirit bursting out in his chest, if he earned a hereditary commander, it would be worth it.

"Xin Shui, are you confident?"

On the side, Mr. Qian, who came with his horse, said with serious eyes.

Following the dispatch of Guan Ning's cavalry, seriousness was written on his scarred face.

"Guan Ningjun is not as powerful as imagined."

Hu Xinshui is from the Guan Ning Army, so he knows a lot about him.

After the Battle of Songjin, Wu Sangui gathered the remaining cavalry and formed the Guanning Iron Cavalry.

Similarly, such things as loyalty naturally do not exist, only a large amount of benefits are conveyed.

Punctual monthly pay, sturdy armor, and strong horses are the key to the formation of the Guan Ning Army. Even facing the Eight Banners, there is no fear.

Today, King Yu's cavalry battalion has all these, but the number of them is a little less.

"The commander said, protect the firearms battalion and don't pay attention to the enemy cavalry!"

Just as the soldiers of the cavalry battalion were in a trance, Li Jingwu finally sent a military order, which made many people breathe a sigh of relief.

Facing three times as many cavalry as our own, the cavalry battalion is powerful and difficult to resist.

"Damn."

Hu Xinshui felt rather unhappy.

This is a good opportunity for meritorious service.

Just like that, the cavalry battalion shrank in the middle army, staring wide-eyed, watching the performance of the heavy infantry.

In front of them, the Eight Banners infantrymen were dressed in black cloth-faced heavy armor, wrapped tightly around their bodies, holding spears, and marching forward step by step.

The cold breath makes people shudder.

And if they are in the wild, they will ride horses and carry heavy armor, and after landing, they will turn into heavy infantry and fight in close quarters.

The Ming army, which has always relied on sharp artillery, is most afraid of being close, so it is often killed and defeated.

But the Ming army at this time was different from the past.

Yan Guochao led the tall heavy infantry, like a black giant city, moving forward step by step without fear.

"Boom—"

Before the duel of the heavy armored infantry began, Zhu Yixi lit up the cannon.

The bright red cannonball crossed a huge parabola and was thrown into the Qing army, killing and injuring several people.

But Baqi, who was not afraid of death, became more violent and furious because of the stimulation of blood.

boom boom-

The continuous cannonballs were fired, but they didn't achieve the expected effect, and Zhu Yixi couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

"The accuracy is not good, the power is not enough, now it seems that the deterrence is greater than the harm!"

Summing up the experience, His Royal Highness King Yu deeply understands that nowadays, the greatest role of artillery is not to kill the enemy in front of the battle, but to attack the city.

"Red cannons, a lot of cannons!"

Looking at the dead Eight Banners, Wu Sangui was neither sad nor happy, a trace of confidence appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Is this why you defeated Prince Yu?"

Thinking of this, he stood up instantly, staring at the position of the artillery, and said in a deep voice: "Let the cavalry look for opportunities to destroy that artillery."

The corpse shattered and the cannonball bounced, all of which made Wu Sangui's eyelids twitch.

As long as this artillery army is taken down, this battle will not be lost.

Hu Xinshui continued to comfort the horse under his crotch, and he vaguely saw the scene on the battlefield.

There are dense black dots everywhere in the sky, which are like raindrops falling from the sky, but they are arrows flying.

The shooting skills of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties are the best in the world. In the battle of Saerhu, the chief generals of the two Ming armies were killed by arrows.

Although the poor quality of the armor was the main reason, Dao Qi's stable, accurate and ruthless archery made the Ming army suffer a lot.

The sound of tinkling, clanging metal and the neighing of men and horses, even in the rear of the army, was still vaguely buzzing amidst the noisy sounds.

The two armies have already engaged in hand-to-hand combat. Although they can't see clearly, just thinking about the tragic scene makes people shudder.

The duel of heavy armored infantry added up to more than 20,000 people.

The carefully prepared phalanx are inlaid with each other at the moment of touch, there is me in you, and you in me.

Just like a neatly piled sand pile, someone kicked it, scattered, rushed, and fought.

The gap between the phalanxes has become blurred.

At this time, the test is physical strength and will.

Whoever lasts the longest and the reinforcements come in time is the most likely to win.

But Wu Sangui didn't even look at him, his eyes were all focused on his Guan Ning iron cavalry.

After receiving his order, Guan Ning's iron cavalry ran slowly, like an eagle on the grassland, circling and wandering constantly, looking for prey to show its flaws.

"Shhhhh-"

After pulling out a distance, the horse stood still, and the cavalry began to throw arrows, falling into the army formation.

The firearms battalion was as immovable as a mountain.

As the most elite ace unit, they have built up a strong self-confidence since the final battle with Li Zicheng.

Strong armor, sharp firearms, and four years of invincibility made them determined to win.

"Long live--"

Shouting slogans and shaking their shoulders, everyone burst into loud noises.

As if seeing the danger coming, the Firearms Battalion immediately took out their flintlock guns, raised their guns, and looked at the cavalrymen vigilantly.

King Yu's gaze finally moved away from the chaotic heavy infantry. He glanced at the group of cavalry who were eager to try, and suddenly thought:

"It turns out that these Eight Banners are also abandoned children."

The final decisive victory, or those heavy infantry.

"For these cavalry, give me strict defense."

Zhu Yixi gave the order, and then fixed his eyes on the former army who were fighting fiercely.

Even heavy armored cavalry would not easily sprint into a complete army formation, not to mention the existence of a big killer with a gun, which made Zhu Yixi full of confidence.

Guan Ning's iron cavalry, who has been hesitating, is just like Wu Sangui, who wants to preserve his strength, but also doesn't want to lose the opportunity to make meritorious deeds.

"In that case, let me make the decision for you!"

After waving his hand, His Royal Highness Prince Yu smiled all over his face.

I saw hundreds of Franco cannons ranging from [-] to [-] catties mounted on a four-wheeled carriage. Driven by hundreds of gunners, they slowly approached the front army from the central army.

It is almost next to the Chongbu Battalion.

"Prepare--"

The commander shouted slogans, and within a hundred steps of the two armies fighting, the ferocious muzzle of the Fran cannon began to show.

"emission--"

After delineating the distance, the muzzle showed a [-]-degree angle, and the red shells sprayed out, aiming at the Eight Banners infantry.

(End of this chapter)