The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 637 May the earth be stained with blood

Wang Weizhong's expression was not very good at this meeting. He looked up and looked around. The battlefield was in a mess. There were a large number of horses left on the battlefield in front of him, and there were also a large number of corpses of Qing soldiers and those who were seriously injured and unable to move.

At first glance, nearly a thousand people remained on the battlefield in the attack of the Qing soldiers just now.

On their side, there were less than 300 casualties. Except for a dozen killed by artillery, most of them were wounded by arrows. As long as they were not shot at vital points, they could fight again.

It seems that the casualties are much higher than that of the Ming army, but they were almost smashed through the cart just now.

The most feared thing about a gun chariot formation like Wang Weizhong is to rush into the formation regardless of casualties.

Once they rushed in, it was difficult for them to resist, because there were too many soldiers and horses on the opposite side.

Although I don't know why Dorgon asked to withdraw his troops just now, Wang Weizhong was afraid that he would not be able to withstand the next wave.

He looked up into the distance, eagerly hoping that Master Ding would arrive soon.

Taking advantage of this gap, the Ming army stepped up repairs, but not long after, Zhang Qidong suddenly ran over with a changed face: "Yingzheng, the Tartars' red cannons have arrived."

"What?" Wang Weizhong was shocked. He climbed into a car, raised his binoculars, and saw a group of gun carriages approaching in the distance, and the horses in front were being whipped vigorously, and they were about three or four miles away.

Considering the long range of the Hongyi cannon, it may choose a place to bombard it immediately.

This is over, of course Wang Weizhong knows that Master Ding has said more than once that the most terrifying thing in field battles is when you encounter the Hongyi cannons of the Qing soldiers and bombard them from a long distance. If you can't hit him, no matter how powerful the army is, All will be bombarded.

Sure enough, as Wang Weizhong expected, he was still thinking about this, and the opposite side suddenly stopped, and then began to pull left and right, looking for a position.

It was about three miles away from them.

This is a distance that their 12-pounder field guns cannot reach.

The Qing soldiers have already begun to look for positions.

Wang Weizhong put away the binoculars and looked back at Zhang Qidong, the artilleryman Qianhu: "What can we do? Let them set up the artillery, we can't stand it anymore."

Zhang Qidong's face changed a few times, and he said in a deep voice: "The only solution now is to go up to the guns and move the whole army forward. When their artillery array is ready, our soldiers and horses will move forward, and the artillery will follow suit. "

The Hongyi cannons are very heavy. After the cannon array is set up, they generally don't move easily. Even if they want to move, they are not as light as their cannons.

As long as they advance the cannon quickly, they have a chance to destroy their Hongyi cannon.

Hiss, Wang Weizhong sucked in a breath of air, this is to abandon the defense of the chariot formation and fight the Qing soldiers in the field.

The opposite side is full of cavalry, and there are more than 4 troops.

Xu Fuzuo's face was not good-looking, but he also knew that it was a very dangerous moment: "If you still guard the car formation, you will only be beaten all over, and you will lose."

Wang Weizhong's mind turned a few times quickly, jumped back onto the car, stood on a high place, and shouted to the surroundings: "Assemble, everyone gather."

Hurrah, Ming soldiers gathered in front of Wang Weizhong one after another.

Ma Qiqi, a crowd of 6000 people, looked at Wang Weizhong, and Xu Fuzuo also stared at him.

He stood on a high place, obviously not tall, but he looked extremely tall.

"The red barbarian cannons of the Tartars are here." After Wang Weizhong finished his first sentence, the audience fell silent, everyone was listening to him.

"The Hongyi cannon has a long range. If we still guard the cart, we will definitely lose."

The expressions of each army were different, and many of them were flushed.

Wang Weizhong's voice became louder and louder: "In the second year of Chongzhen, I followed Mr. Ding in Xu Dabao.".

Countless people looked at him excitedly.

At this time, Wang Weizhong's voice became high-pitched: "Following Mr. Ding these years, we have won every battle and never lost."

"Nowadays---"

"We may die in battle."

"But history will definitely remember us."

Wang Weizhong's voice has become louder and louder, and at the end it almost roared out: "As a soldier, I wish the earth to be stained with blood—a desperate battle, when there is no retreat, for Dongjiang Town—for Lord Ding—— ——Kill the enemy——"

"Kill the enemy." The audience shouted, and many people's eyes were moist.

Wang Weizhong jumped out of the cart, pulled it hard, and pulled the cart back.

Everyone moved their hands one after another and pulled the cart back to reveal the passage.

Teams of Ming troops gathered in front.

The spear and shield soldiers lined up first, and the gunmen lined up to the back.

Under the incredulous eyes of the Qing soldiers on the opposite side, more than 5000 Ming soldiers quickly lined up, forming a dense formation of about 300 people in a row and more than a dozen rows.

Xu Fuzuo and his [-] cavalry were in the last row, and the artillerymen pushed the cannons and moved forward behind them.

Wang Weizhong ran under his horse and said in a low voice: "Mr. Xu doesn't need to go forward. The cavalry will block our artillery. Mr. Xu can stand on the sidelines to protect our artillery. If you lose, you take the cavalry and go first." , Master Ding once confessed that no matter when, he must protect the safety of my big brother Xu."

Xu Fuzuo's eyes turned red immediately, he didn't say anything, he just looked up at the Qing soldiers in front of him.

Wang Weizhong ran back to the front, stood on the far left side of the first row, and pulled out the long knife at his waist.

This is Ding Yi's bestowed sword, with his name engraved on it. The earlier bestowed swords are not Japanese swords, but Lushun's own swords.

When he drew his sword, all the soldiers in the army looked at him.

He also turned his head to look at the crowd, and swung his knife fiercely: "Go forward."

"tiger"

The whole army shouted and moved forward step by step.

Hush, huh, the Ming army gathered together in dense formations, walking forward slowly.

Hauge was under the artillery of the Qing soldiers at this time, urging them to prepare for the artillery formation. He suddenly heard a loud shout in front of him. He turned his head and found that the Ming army had assembled and began to move forward.

What?Hauge couldn't believe it, this is going to fight us in the Qing Dynasty?Ding Yi's troops are crazy?

Kong Youde also came over at this time, seeing the Ming army going to battle, Kong Youde's heart trembled, he turned his head and said: "The Ming army is going to fight, do you want the artillery to retreat?"

Hauge was stunned for a moment, then suddenly flicked his horsewhip violently, and said with a smirk: "The Ming army is going to fight, why need artillery, kill them all."

Woohoo, at the same time, the horns of the Qing army's mobilization sounded. Obviously, Dorgon also planned to gather troops and horses to fight the Ming army in the field.

A large number of Qing soldiers rushed in, and soon gathered in front of Dorgon.

Dorgon issued orders one after another: "Dudu, Nikan, you take two red flags to attack the left wing of the Ming army."

"Tan Tai, Tulai brought two yellow flags to attack the right wing of the Ming army."

"Kong Youde asked Wu Chaozhenha to come to the center except for the artillery battalion. Meng and Han were in front, and the Qing warriors were behind."

"Turge, Nu Shan led two white flags to follow this king."

Hauge took the other two flags to the rear to guard the artillery.

Dorgon gave orders one after another, and the Qing soldiers were mobilized one after another.

Kong Youde also left the artillery battalion and came to the front.

Hauge originally wanted to go to battle, but Dorgon thought he was the son of Huang Taiji, and he was unwilling to let him go forward, so he stayed behind. Hauge was very dissatisfied, but Dorgon was the commander at this time, There was nothing he could do.

He rode his horse back to the artillery camp and asked sharply, "Is it ready to fight?"

The artillery battalion was setting up positions, and everyone was terrified. Wu Jinsheng, the master of the Han general's artillery, hurriedly said: "It is being adjusted, and we will be able to fight soon."

He said again: "The Ming army is on the move, at most it will fight for one round, maybe the two armies will hand over."

It means that after we finish one round at most, the Ming army will step forward to fight with you, and it will be difficult to fight at that time.

"It's a round if you can play one round." Hauge said sharply.

"Whoo."

Wu Jinsheng was about to give the order to fight the infantry of the Ming army, when he suddenly saw the Ming army's rear formation, and many cannons were being pushed forward rumblingly.

His heart trembled, and he immediately knew that the Ming army wanted to move the cannon forward to hit them.

Their Hongyi cannons were heavy and slow, and it took a long time to move a position, while the Ming army's cannons were light and dexterous, and they could be lifted up and walked. If the Ming army approached, it would be very bad for their artillery formation.

"Fight the rear and shoot the artillery of the Ming army." Wu Jinsheng quickly ordered.

Hauge turned around, why didn't he fight the Ming army?
Wu Jinsheng said, the Ming army's artillery moves forward, let them move forward, and they will hit us.

Hauge refused, he hated the Ming army very much: "It's still early, let's fight on horseback first, and then on horseback for Lao Tzu."

Wu Jinsheng had no choice but to order to fight the Ming army first.

Boom, boom, the artillery battalion of the Qing soldiers fired first.

Whoosh, whoosh, the huge shells flew into the air, heading towards the camp of the Ming army.

A cannonball was the first to hit the Ming army's formation, and the Ming army's formation was dense, and no one avoided it.

Puchi, the shell pierced through the first Ming army, hit the Ming army behind, and jumped up again.

There were screams in the formation, at least seven or eight Ming soldiers were knocked down by a single shot, and the crowd panicked for a while.

Of the ten Hongyi cannons that arrived first, six of them shot into the Ming army's formation, and nearly a hundred Ming soldiers were killed or injured.

The Ming army of more than 5000 people was beaten into a panic, and there were screams everywhere.

Qing soldiers such as Dorgon and Haoge were very pleased, but they didn't expect that Ding Shuo's soldiers and horses would have today.

But soon, under the scolding of officers at all levels, the Ming army in front lined up again, calmed down slowly, and continued to move forward.

Hiss, all the generals of the Qing soldiers gasped when they saw it.

If the other Ming army were defeated by them in such a round, they would have collapsed long ago. Even if they did not escape, the formation would be extremely chaotic, but Ding Yi's troops quickly recovered.

Of course, if they had enough cannons and could shoot them continuously, Ding Yi's soldiers and horses would definitely collapse as well.

But the wait for the next shot was a bit long.

"Good fight, give this king a hard hit." Dorgon looked excited, and was not in a hurry to let the soldiers go forward to fight the Ming army.

But at this time, Kong Youde ran over on horseback, bowed his head and said: "The Ming army's cannons are moving forward. Their cannons are light and move fast. Our cannons are heavy and move slowly. If you don't fire the Ming army's cannons, it will be very fast. We can knock out our cannons."

Seeing the heavy casualties of the Ming army, Kong Youde couldn't bear it, so he quickly suggested to Dorgon.

When Dorgon heard it made sense, he said, "Let the artillery battalion destroy Mingren's artillery."

Now Hauge has no choice but to listen to Dorgon.

At this time, the Ming army was more than a mile away from them, and they were approaching step by step.

At this distance, the Qing soldiers could fight two to three more rounds when the infantry came over like this.

Dorgon gave up bombarding Mingren's cavalry, drew out his long knife, and waved it: "Ready to fight."

Woohoo, amidst the continuous sound of the horns of the Qing soldiers, all the ministries of the Qing soldiers took their positions one after another.

In the middle are five thousand Mongolian and Han cavalry.

There are two red flags on the left wing and two yellow flags on the right wing.

In the entire front line, Dorgon released [-] cavalry.

With [-] cavalry against the Ming army's infantry battalion of less than [-] (excluding the artillery and Xu's servants, etc.), Dorgon felt that there was no problem at all.

At this time, he was galloping on horseback, back and forth in front of the battle, and shouted loudly: "Ming people block our way home, mantis arms block the car, overreaching, there is only a bloody battle, killing the people of light --- the Qing Dynasty will win. "

"The Qing will surely win."

All the Qing soldiers shouted together.

"Kill." Dorgon swung his knife.

Booming, tens of thousands of horses galloping like thunder, the Qing soldiers launched a charge.

The battlefield chosen by Wang Weizhong was only more than 400 meters wide. At this time, [-] cavalry charged intensively, and each row was less than [-] cavalry.

After the cavalry rushed out, Dorgon felt a little regretful. He should have let the Ming army come out. When they got to their side, they could surround them in all directions. Now they still had to be blocked by Qingshuibo, unable to encircle the Ming army.

But after a second thought, at this time of field battle, the Qing Dynasty was not afraid of any Ming army, and could still destroy them.

If 5000 cavalry can't defeat the more than [-] Ming army, Dorgon would rather commit suicide.

On the side of the Ming army, Wang Weizhong and Zhang Qidong, the chief artillery officer, first walked on the far right wing of the first row, observing their own artillery and the artillery on the opposite side as they walked. As long as they entered the range of their artillery, Wang Weizhong would immediately order them to stop.

But the opponent is just three miles away, which means they have to walk one mile. The best range should be 200 meters ahead of one mile.

However, the length of Qingshuipo is limited. If they walk out of Qingshuibo, their right flank will not have the river to help them defend, and they will inevitably be surrounded by Qing soldiers.

Now that they were walking along the river bank, the right wing did not need to be defended, and the Qing soldiers could not get around behind them.

"How far is it?" Wang Weizhong asked as he walked.

Zhang Qidong kept using the binoculars to observe, but there were too many cavalry in front of him, densely packed, and he couldn't find a gap to see the artillery in the distance. They were watching from the cart just now, but there was no high point at the moment.

"I can't see clearly, go further." Zhang Qidong can only assess how far he has traveled. They have only walked more than 200 meters so far, so they must be out of reach.

But the Qing soldiers didn't give them time, and the Qing cavalry had already rushed forward.

Their infantry walked slowly, and the Qing cavalry rushed up almost in a while.

At this time they had only walked less than 300 meters.

Their artillery still couldn't hit the artillery formation of the Qing soldiers in front.

"Boom" As the second round of artillery from the Qing soldiers blasted towards the artillery barracks in the rear of the Ming army, the sound of rumbling iron cavalry also rushed to the Ming army like thunder.

The two sides arrived within more than 100 meters in a blink of an eye.

"Squat down in the front row." Wang Weizhong shouted loudly, at the same time, all the officers in front were shouting.

Wow, the hundreds of spearmen in front squatted down together, their shields stood on the ground one by one, and the first row blocked the shields tightly with their bodies.

The same goes for the back.

Bang, bang, bang the gunslingers quickly fought.

The Qing soldiers in the front row fell off their horses one after another, but more Qing cavalry rushed up.

On Wang Weizhong's side, nearly 2000 musketeers lined up in eight rows, and more than [-] pikemen lined up in six rows.

Pikemen are denser than gunmen.

There are less than 300 gunmen in each row, and more than 300 pikemen.

These eight rows of musketeers were almost continuous. After the front row finished fighting, they squatted down and pretended to fight, and the back row continued to fight.

Because there are eight rows, basically five or six rows are hit, and the first row is also installed, and they can get up and fight again.

In theory, it is continuous and non-stop.

But there were too many Qingqi, and they were rushing so fast that they rushed forward continuously like chicken blood.

(End of this chapter)