The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 585 The Gap Between Civilization and Barbarism
At this time, the Qing soldiers on the field have been compressed by Ding Yi's three troops in the northeast corner.

The Qing soldiers sent sentry cavalry to head north cautiously.

The Ming army surrounded them from three directions: southeast, west and east.

More than 2000 Qingqi were forced to squeeze in the middle, and the movable space in the middle was getting smaller and smaller, and the situation was very bad.

If the cavalry loses vertical and horizontal space, they will inevitably lose.

Both Yue Tuo and Yang Guli are veterans of the Qing Dynasty who have experienced battles, so of course they understand this truth.

But what is the use of understanding this truth?

The Ming army was encircled on three sides, with pikemen in the front and musketeers in the back, approaching step by step.

There are a thousand cavalry on the outermost side.

The key is that the sky is getting dark at this time. If they can't rush out before dark, the whole army will be wiped out.

"Master." At this moment, a sentry rider rushed back in front, his face was pale: "The ground in the north is very soft, easy to trap horses, like a swamp mud--"

"Hiss..." Yue Tuo and Yang Guli gasped, they couldn't believe there was a swamp in this damn place?
Where did the bastard surnamed Ding find it?

"Explore again." Yang Guli said sharply: "Impossible, impossible."

Swamps are more common on grasslands, and it is basically impossible here.

In the Ming Dynasty, the swamp in the south of Anguling should not have been as soft and rotten as it was in the 21st century.

The biggest reason for the impact of this land is the rainwater on Anguling Mountain.

The water in Anguling flows southward, and as soon as it rains, the rainwater on the mountain will flow south along the canal channel like a small river, then flow to the foot of the mountain, and then flow to the current swamp, soaking up all of it.

After a long time, the ground south of Anguling was very muddy, and the soil became soft and rotten, turning into swampy mud.

At this time, under the pressure of the Ming army, more than 2000 Qingqi also retreated northward a little bit.

Because the Ming army will shoot guns as soon as they get close.

They were completely on the beaten side and could only retreat north.

At this time, the encirclement became smaller and smaller, and tens of thousands of Ming troops surrounded their less than three thousand cavalry regiments on three sides.

The sentry cavalry of the Qing Dynasty went northward frantically, and suddenly, with a puff, a horse's front foot fell into it, and the cavalry on it fell to the ground with a plop.

He rolled a few times, then stood up carefully, and found that the ground was half soft and half hard.

He walked further, and finally saw that there were puddles everywhere on the ground. The ones that could clearly see the water were relatively rotten, and the ones that could not see the water could still be walked on.

The sentry riders came to report soon.

At this time, all the generals of the Qing cavalry army surrounded Yuetuo and Yangguli.

The Ming army pressed forward at every step, and they had no time to think about it. They had to either charge forward or capture them without a fight, otherwise, they would all be killed by the approaching guns.

"Choose one side?" someone snapped.

The guys looked at each other.

The Ming army is the least in the east, but there are pits on the ground and cavalry behind.

There are woods to the west, and with Ding Yi's virtue, tripping ropes and pits must be indispensable in the woods. The place without woods was blocked by Ming troops in groups.

There is nothing in the south, but the Ming army is the most.

How to choose this?
Yue Tuo suddenly thought, if Ding Yi was in my position, how would he choose?
With Ding Yi's personality, can he do anything?
He must be running north into the swamp.

Because running to the swamp, there is a chance to live.

And running to the other three sides, there is almost no chance of escaping.

"Go to the north." Yue Tuo said in a deep voice: "Everyone has their own fate, run as much as you can, and have a chance to survive."

"What?" The generals of the Qing army were blown up.

Yang Guli was furious: "Run away without daring to fight? Is this still our elite soldier of the Qing Dynasty? I would rather die in battle."

Yang Guli can be regarded as a Jurchen old man in the old slave era. He is over 60 years old this year and has a high status in the Jurchen tribe.

During his time, the Ming army fought by Hou Jin retreated steadily without a single defeat. These years he was getting older, and he seldom went out to fight. Unexpectedly, Yue Tuo wanted to flee without fighting.

Immediately, people around shouted, preferring to fight Minggou to the death.

Yue Tuo was not too polite, he still wanted to live, his eyes rolled: "The soldiers are divided into two groups, and those who are willing to go north with me, follow me."

Yang Guli immediately sternly said: "Whoever is willing to fight to the end with me and Minggou, come with me."

So nearly three thousand fine riders immediately collapsed and separated.

Soon, about [-] Jingqi followed Yuetuo, and more, nearly [-] Jingqi followed Yang Guli.

Yue Tuo did not expect so many people to be willing to fight the Ming army.

It is true that Yang Guli has fought in the Qing Dynasty for many years, and his qualifications and prestige are all there, and everyone supports him more.

The two soldiers and horses were divided into two in the field, and both sides looked at each other, both of them felt very sad.

The Jurchens, who once ruled the world and were invincible, have fallen to this point.

"Take care." Yue Tuo didn't waste any time, saluted Yang Guli, turned his horse's head, and headed north.

"Er Lang." Yang Guli raised his long knife.

"Wow!" The seventeen and eight hundred Qingqi roared at the same time, their eyes crazy.

"Follow me——kill the enemy—" Yang Guli was also ruthless, and rushed towards the main force of Ding Yi's army in the south.

There was a rumble, there were countless horseshoes on the scene, and the Qing soldiers launched a desperate attack.

And far away.

Ding Yi's soldiers and horses have gradually pressed up. At this time, the infantry to the south of him has joined forces with the infantry on He Xiaoche's side.

The two sides of this pocket are closely connected. There are fewer Ming troops on the east side, but a thousand cavalry are divided into two ends, which almost binds the pocket tightly.

The entire pocket was formed on the scene, and there was no way to clear the soldiers except to rush to death.

Seeing Yang Guli rushing towards with soldiers and horses, Ding Yi just glanced at the generals.

"Prepare to meet the enemy." Chen sometimes waited for the generals to shout one after another. After they shouted, it was Boss Qian, and then Boss.

Ding Yi has more than 300 people in a game, basically the general manager is at the end of the command, and the general manager above the thousand is mainly responsible for the strategic intention of the general direction.

The generals of all bureaus shouted, Dang Dang Dang, the shield walls of the front row of spear and shield soldiers erected to the ground one after another, and then squatted down.

Rumbling, less than 5000 cavalry cavalry on the opposite side rushed towards Ding Yi with more than [-] infantry.

Ding Yi had nearly [-] gun and shield soldiers in the front row, and nearly [-] musketeers in the back, half of which were flintlocks.

This is really a gap across the ages, and it is definitely a suicide shock.

This is also the first time since Ding Yi became an army that infantry-style flintlocks have been used on a large scale.

"Get ready, reload." The bosses shouted one by one.

Everyone shouted a little different slogans, in case two adjacent rounds sounded the same.

Some people will call, reload, and some people will call ready to aim, which means reload.

Everyone is used to listening to the slogans of their own officers, and they will react reflexively.

Wow, five hundred flintlock guns in the front row were raised at the same time.

Yanguli hardly slowed down, and the elite cavalry rushed over like crazy.

200 m.

180 m.

150 m.

When we rushed to about 130 meters, there was only one caller here.

"Bang bang bang" each round opened fire one after another.

Ding Yi's training here is very strict. In order to prevent someone from going off and causing the whole army to fire together, they usually have accumulated experience in training and previous battles, and they must hear the password before they can fight.

Because some recruits fired early because of nervousness, which caused everyone to fire together.

Five hundred flintlock guns fired at the same time, and lead bullets rushed away like a storm.

The flintlock gun is more stable than the Lumi gun, can hit farther, and is more accurate.

The bullets cut through the armor of Qing soldiers like knives and tore their bodies apart.

The front row fell down in pieces like cutting wheat, the horses screamed and the soldiers screamed.

The Qing Dynasty, which was rampant with killing and barbarism, finally realized the gap between civilization and barbarism.

This is the gap across the ages, and it is also the gap between technological civilization and bloody barbarism.

The sound of gunfire at the scene hardly stopped.

After the first row was fired, the second row fired another [-] flintlock guns.

After finishing the third row of Lumi gunshots.

Then the fourth row of Lumi shot.

When the Qing soldiers rushed to 80 meters, they could not rush through.

There seemed to be an unknown wall of air in front of it, and rows of Qing soldiers slammed it down hard, and then fell down.

After four rounds of gunfire, less than a thousand of the more than 700 Qing soldiers could still ride on horseback.

At this time, the battlefield was full of unmanned horses and painful cries, and the corpses and wounded of Qing soldiers were everywhere.

The follow-up Qing soldiers were no longer able to charge forward.

Because the front is full of their horses and soldiers, they have no choice but to slow down.

"master."

A group of armored soldiers jumped off their horses in grief and surrounded a horse.

Yang Guli was shot four times, and he and his horse fell to the ground, and the horse was still pressing heavily on him.

He looked at the generals with blank eyes, and wanted to say something, when he opened his mouth, wow, it was full of blood.

"Master." All the armored soldiers immediately lay down on the ground and cried bitterly.

(End of this chapter)