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Chapter 729 West Stone Gate

West Shimen is located on the east side of Rufeng Mountain, less than three miles away from East Shimen.

Rather than saying it is a stone gate, it is better to say it is a stone road. The so-called West Stone Gate and East Stone Gate are a mountain pass formed by two mountains and a valley. They are the only places where Songshan leads to Jinzhou City.

The West Shimen is closer and wider than the East Shimen, so people often go to the West Shimen. At the same time, the small mountain between the East and West Shimen is also called Shimen Mountain.

In fact, the mountains in this area belong to the Songshan Mountains, and the section south of Jinzhou City is also called Nanshan. It is not so much a mountain, and the highest point of Nanshan is only more than 700 meters.

In this stretch of mountains and hills, there are many large and small peaks and mountains. Among them, the main peak of Nanshan is Rufeng Mountain, but the Qing people call it Hanwang Mountain, or Hanwang Palace Mountain.

In addition, there are Luweng Mountain, Huangtuling, Maojiagou, Songshanling, etc., and the East and West Shimen are between Luweng Mountain and Rufeng Mountain.

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Yang Guozhu, the chief soldier of Xuan Town, led five hundred soldiers under his command to line up in the middle of the army. In front was the guerrilla He Zhenxiong leading the [-] new troops to open the way, and behind him was the general Guo Yingxian leading the [-] fine cavalry of the Chinese army.

Another guerrilla general, Kuang Yongzhong, led nearly [-] soldiers under his command and slowly climbed up the mountain on the right wing of the central army. Du Si Tang Xiancheng led [-] new troops to hold the formation behind.

quiet!
Apart from the sound of the Ming army's advancing footsteps, there was no other noise on the entire mountain road in front of the West Stone Gate. Everyone tried to hold their breath and walked in, nervously observing everything around them.

Suddenly, guerrilla He Zhenxiong rode on his horse, as if he saw something strange in the grass in front of him, he waved his hand, the flag around him ordered the soldiers to stop immediately, raised the flag in his hand high, and the army stopped advancing immediately.

"Whoosh!"

Just less than three hundred paces ahead, a loud arrow soared into the sky.

"Woooooooo..."

The ear-piercing beeping pierced the sky, and the Ming army was in a state of agitation in front of the battle. After all, it was a new army that had never participated in a big battle, so panic was inevitable.

"Enemy attack. There is an ambush, all teams form formation, ready to fight!"

After He Zhenxiong shouted loudly, he shouted to the soldiers beside him, "Quickly, report back to Shuai Yang, our troops have been attacked, and we have engaged the Tartars."

"Whoosh whoosh..."

All the officers and soldiers formed a tight formation according to their own teams. At this moment, a large rain of arrows hit from the grass in front and the forest in the west, blocking out the sky and the sun.

"Raise the shield, protect carefully, watch out for arrows..."

The chiefs of Qian, Ba, and Bai were all shouting loudly, reminding the soldiers with shields to guard against the rain of arrows thrown by the Tartars.

As the arrows of the Tartars came flying, there was a sound of "ding ding dong dong", and some thrown arrows landed on the vehicles and equipment behind the formation, making a "duk-duk" sound.

Occasionally, there were one or two screams, after all, the rain of arrows came flying,

Arrows rained down, and He Zhenxiong knew that the Tartars were about to launch a charge, so he hurriedly ordered: "Quickly, push up the chariots and equipment behind the formation, form the formation... form the formation... check the guns... check the guns... ..."

The soldiers retreated to both sides one after another, giving way to the middle mountain road, and light tanks and temporarily modified small artillery vehicles pushed forward one after another, forming a wall of vehicles on the front and right sides of the army.

After the three-way arrow rain, a dense crowd of Tartars emerged, numbering in the thousands.

On the front mountain road, a Tatar general in golden armor stood on his horse, and beside him were hundreds of elite cavalry, all of them bulging like wearing at least two layers of armor.

Behind them, on the left and right, and on the slope of the mountain on the right, there are all armored Tartars, who are slowly approaching the Ming army. The two rows in front of them are heavily armored infantry with large shields, and the back is holding a bow. Armored Archer Archery.

The Tartars uttered strange howls of "Jie Jie" and rushed forward in a dense formation. Under the shouting and ordering of the officers, the Xuanzhen new army reluctantly formed an formation behind the wall of the car.

"Without a trumpet, no gunfire is allowed, and anyone who shoots first without an order will be beheaded!"

Shouting loudly, he repeated this sentence repeatedly, reminding all the soldiers of the new army not to fire their guns without orders.

"...Don't panic the damn thing, there's nothing scary about the tartar, it'll still bloom once you shoot it down, so I'll keep it safe..."

"Listen to the horn, if there is no horn, don't fire the gun!"

He Zhenxiong also dismounted from his horse, and came to the northwest corner of the chariot wall, staring at the approaching Tartar bandits: "Order to the army, the bandits will fire a burst of artillery when they reach 150 paces; only when the bandits reach [-] paces can they fire guns according to the order." !"

He frowned and stared at the approaching Tartars, only to see that they slowed down when they rushed to [-] paces, and more than a hundred small shield vehicles pushed out from behind the formation, and lined up in front of the formation.

Although these shielded chariots could not completely cover the Tar thieves' formation, at least half of the Tartars were hiding behind the shield chariots. Every time they took more than ten steps, they were greeted with a rain of arrows.

"180 steps..."

The observers beside He Zhenxiong stood on the gun carriage with their large shields in hand, watching the approaching array of Tartars and measuring the distance with their eyes.

One of the guards, Chief Qian, reminded him softly: "General, the Tartars are numerous, and there are so many shield chariots. It seems that we have been prepared for a long time. We..."

He Zhenxiong raised his hand to prevent him from continuing, he was very clear in his heart: at this moment, there is only one battle, maybe there is still hope for survival, if he retreats, hundreds of Tartars will follow closely, and then not only The horses that can't outrun the Tartars will even disrupt the army behind them.

He said in a deep voice: "Hold on, you must hold on, until Yang Shuai's army comes to rescue!"

"160 steps..." The observer nervously reported the distance to the Tartars.

"Ready, all artillery is ready!" He Zhenxiong ordered loudly.

The red triangular command flag in the hands of the Chinese Army Flag Commander was raised high and kept shaking to remind the officers of the surrounding artillery teams to pay attention.

"Ready... artillery ready...ready..."

A shout of orders was continuously sent to the surroundings, and the sergeants beside the artillery vehicles nervously checked the matchlocks and torches in their hands, some of the sergeants' hands were trembling slightly.

If you say you are not afraid, it must be a lie!

But Yang Guozhu drilled this new army very strictly on weekdays, and at the same time, like Zhang Cheng, he mixed a large number of old soldiers among them, acting as team officers, chief executives, etc. What was lacking was only insufficient battlefield experience.

After all, Yang Guozhu was General Zhenshuo, the majestic chief officer of Xuanfu Town, and he couldn't be as unscrupulous as Zhang Cheng in suppressing thieves and training troops in the territory.

The more important thing is that there is no support from Emperor Chongzhen and Minister of War Chen Xinjia behind him. People who work hard from within the system will always pay special attention to the inherent rules of the system, so how dare they not follow the rules.

Next to the cannon carriages, smaller triangular flags were also raised in response, to show that the cannons were ready.

"150 steps!" The observer shouted.

"Fire! Fire! Fire!" He Zhenxiong shouted three times with his real arms.

The triangular command flag of the Chinese army froze, and then waved downward, and the small command flags beside the chariots in front of the Ming army were also waved down one after another.

"Fire...fire...fire..."

The sound of shouting orders was endless, and the fluffy flames suddenly appeared, and iron bullets roared and sprayed out from the muzzles of each gun, with extremely fierce heat, whistling and flying towards the oncoming Tartars.

(End of this chapter)