The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 639
The Qing soldiers always wanted to attack and destroy the Ming army in close combat.

But now after attacking, I found that it is also very difficult to fight.

The spearmen of the Ming army fought them hand-to-hand in the front, and the gunmen beat their archers in the back.

The key point is that the guns of the Ming army are longer than theirs.

After many Qing soldiers rushed up, they suddenly saw countless spears poking forward from the opposite side. They had nothing to do except raise their shields to cover them.

The most disgusting thing is that the Ming army also likes to poke their feet.

"Second poke." Li Quandan yelled again.

They knocked down a wave of Qing soldiers just now, and another wave of Qing soldiers rushed up.

This wave of Qing soldiers had a lot of shields. When they saw the Ming army stabbing them, they subconsciously raised their shields to resist.

Unexpectedly, Li Quandan called Erba.

This was his secret code when he led the team himself.

"Swish..." Among his soldiers and horses, half of them stabbed upwards, and half of them squatted down and stabbed downwards.

"Ah!" The Qing soldiers in front screamed strangely again, and then fell down hugging their calves.

"Grass girl." On the opposite side, the Han army was furious, and directly greeted the Ming army's mother.

"Ni Niang." Ming Jun also greeted the other party, after all, everyone was a fan of Chinese cursing Chinese quintessence.

"Three stabs" Li Quandan yelled again.

Flutter, more than 30 of his people squatted down and continued to stab each other's feet.

If you have watched the battle here, you will find that the Ming army suddenly became shorter, and then the Qing soldiers on the opposite side also became shorter.

The Ming soldiers squatted down by themselves, while the Qing soldiers were all knocked down.

Han Jun scolded non-stop and greeted Ming Jun's mother again and again.

There are those who fight with guns and specialize in stabbing.

"Get out of the way." At this moment, an elite Jurchen white armor roared up behind her.

A wave of Qing soldiers and heavy armored infantry arrived, and they violently pushed aside the Han army in front of them, rushing forward with clattering iron armor.

There were more than 300 heavy armored infantry in this team. They rushed all the way up from behind, and were knocked out by the Ming army's musketeers over 100 people.

Before meeting the Ming army, they lost half.

At this point they are quite annoyed.

The Han army is incompetent and cannot defeat the Ming army. In close combat, it depends on our heavy armored infantry of the Qing Dynasty.

"Kill." A white armor cut off the head of his own Han army standing in front with a sharp knife.

The surrounding Han troops screamed and retreated.

He quickly faced the Ming army full of spears in front of him.

Without any hesitation, he rushed up like a bull with his armor on.

The other Jurchen soldiers behind them rushed forward as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

"Second poke." Li Quandan roared angrily.

Whoosh, whoosh, spears pierced up and down.

Bai Jia pressed the shield in his hand hard on the ground.

Dangdang, all the spears stabbed from below hit his shield.

At the same time, he shrank back and turned his head, and the long knife in his right hand swept from bottom left to top.

Flutter, at least three spears were chopped off by him on the spot.

The opposite side exclaimed.

Bang, Bai Jia kicked his shield away, and kicked off the spear of the Ming army on the opposite side.

He stretched out his hand like lightning, grabbed a short gun that hadn't been retracted, and pulled it hard.

"Ah..." A Ming army on the opposite side was pulled out of the formation by him.

Bai Jia let go of his gun, took a big step forward, stretched out his arm and grabbed it, and hit the Ming army's throat.

"Ah!" Bai Jia roared, pushing Ming Jun's body forward.

Neither is the Ming army's long spear stabbing, nor is it not stabbing.

After a little hesitation, boom, the Ming army was pushed into the formation of the Ming army.

The Ming army was staggering from side to side.

The Qing soldiers behind roared and charged.

Puchi, Bai Jia broke into the formation first, and cut off the throat of a Ming army with one knife.

Pupu, before he could turn around, there was a spear from the Ming army, which stabbed him on the shoulder and leg.

His legs trembled, but he didn't fall down. Without making a sound, he turned around and cut open the chest of another Ming soldier.

The Jurchen soldiers behind him rushed into the formation of the Ming army one after another, and the two sides immediately fell into a melee.

This step of heavy armored infantry was very fierce, almost breaking a gap in the Ming army's infantry formation in an instant.

But it was not good for Bai Jia to do something in advance. He killed a Han army standing in front of him.

At this time, there were a large number of Han soldiers on the left and right behind them, and they all saw the scene where he brutally killed his own people just now.

Obviously at this moment they have broken through a gap in the Ming army, but all the Han army did not respond in a short period of time.

The Ming army gunmen in the back row also saw that something was wrong here.

"Fight." Bang, bang, bang, the gunmen slammed at the Qing soldiers in the back row to prevent their reinforcements from rushing up.

And the Qing soldiers in the back row were also throwing shots in this direction.

People on both sides were shot down, and there were screams everywhere.

Li Quandan saw that the white armor was fierce and entered the formation, he was furious.

Stretching out his hand to touch it from his waist, he rushed directly to the white armor.

Bai Jia had already been stabbed several times, but he still didn't fall down. He was extremely brave.

He was fighting, and suddenly felt someone rushing behind him, and he turned around suddenly.

Whoosh, it went dark.

With a puff, a hatchet was thrown directly in his face.

"Ah" Bai Jia screamed.

"It's called Niang." Li Quandan shook his right hand again.

Throwing, the spear in his hand was thrown directly, and at close range, a shot was thrown into Bai Jia's mouth, which was extremely accurate.

"Well..." that white armor was pierced through the spear and fell to the ground.

The morale of the Qing soldiers who had just entered was greatly reduced.

Li Quandan picked up another gun from the ground, and said loudly, "Shoot it down, stab it down."

Many Ming soldiers around seemed to understand and squatted down one after another.

The Qing soldiers had seen such a bastard's style of play, and they fought well, but the Ming army suddenly squatted down.

Then, ah, ah, there were screams everywhere, and the Qing soldiers were stabbed down again.

This wave of Zhengbai flag elites was half shot by the gun on the way up, and the other half was shamelessly stabbed down by the Ming army just like that, and stabbed down alive.

And they were aggrieved, knowing that the Ming army often used this style of play, but they couldn't think of the corresponding move.

In Ding Yi's words, if you want to deal with this move, you either have to carry a lot of hatchets and throwing knives on your body, and when the Ming army squats down, throw them on the Ming army's face.

Either it is longer than the gun, to see who has the longer gun.

However, there were very few Qing soldiers with short axes, and almost all the Ming soldiers had them.

In many cases, it was the Ming army who threw the Qing soldiers with hatchets, and then their spears were longer than them.

This battle is really impossible to fight.

When the Qing army's attack on the east side was frustrated, Wang Weizhong was holding a gun to fight the Qing army's archers and officers, and there were guards on both sides holding shields to protect him.

The spear and shield soldiers in the front row also knew that they had to protect the boss. When they saw Qing soldiers coming up, they would rush forward and stand in front of him. For the time being, Wang Weizhong was safe.

But after firing a few guns, he found that something was wrong. Although the Qing soldiers could not break through his infantry formation, there were Qing soldiers in the back row who kept throwing shots, and some smart people got off their horses and hid behind their horses and threw them forward.

The gunmen of the Ming army suffered a lot of casualties, and it was not easy to defeat them, and they were still invisible.

If the shooting continues like this, the Ming army will collapse in a short time.

This is because they all have iron armor and strict discipline. If they were replaced by other Ming troops, they would have been shot down long ago.

"Go forward, go forward." At this time, the front teams of both sides were fighting, and they were unable to move forward.

But Wang Weizhong knew that he had to move forward. As long as the artillery formation of the Qing soldiers was broken and their artillery could be fired, they would have a chance to survive.

He ordered the artillery to shoot a wave of Qing soldiers' bows first, and shouted at the same time.

"Advance without retreat, advance." Wang Weizhong shouted.

"Advance without retreat. Advance." All the officers shouted one after another.

"Advance without retreat, advance." The Ming army shouted in unison to boost morale.

The formation kept moving forward, and the Qing soldiers in the front row retreated steadily.

Dorgon's face turned green when he waited.

Tens of thousands of Qing cavalry rushed up, and were defeated by the Ming army?

"No retreat, the ministries ordered, no retreat. No retreat, whoever retreats will be killed." Dorgon roared.

Orders are quick to go over to order, but it takes time to pass them on to the entire battlefield.

On a battlefield of tens of thousands of people, it is not easy to convey all of an order.

The Ming army relied on shouting, and they didn't say much. They either squatted down or moved forward, and they came and went. They were just a few orders, and everyone was used to it.

In the bloody battle between the two sides in the field, each side did not retreat. Zhang Qidong, the rear team of the Ming army, was standing on the cannon carriage, looking into the distance with binoculars.

At this time, the artillery array of the Qing soldiers could already be seen in the distance, and it was estimated that the distance was still more than two and a half miles away.

500 meters ahead, preferably 700 meters.

But the Ming army and the Qing army are at a stalemate here, and the Ming army will desperately want to advance ten meters.

Wang Weizhong was already trying his best to let the Ming army move forward, and every meter advanced, a large number of brothers were killed or injured.

Zhang Qidong looked back, and many artillerymen also looked terrified.

The training of artillerymen is different from that of cavalry, and they have not gone through such bloody battles. Some people may not be able to bear it.

They came all the way just now, and were shelled by Qing soldiers all the way.

There are still 35 of the [-], and many artillerymen were killed.

At this time, Wang Weizhong's messengers arrived and asked them to fight a wave of archers first.

He looked back, and immediately gave the order to correct the angle and range, and hit the archer.

"Two hundred steps, six degrees." Someone quickly calculated.

"Mr. Qian, this is too close, will you hit your own people?" Some artillerymen also screamed.

"The archers of the Qing army are so close, if you can't hit them, your own people will still die, and I will hit you." Zhang Qidong sternly shouted.

"Boom"

The artillery fired quickly.

Now the Ming army and the Qing soldiers are fighting hand-to-hand, and the distance between the two sides is too close.

Whoosh, soon the Ming army could hear the wind blowing behind their ears, and the shells almost flew close to everyone's heads.

Because the angle is too high, they hit the back formation, and many archers of the Qing soldiers are now hiding in the front formation.

Puchi, the shells hit the bow formation of the Qing soldiers.

After the first serve is ready to hit, the follow-up will continue.

Whoosh, whoosh, shells fell one after another.

The archers of the Qing soldiers were hit a lot by this wave of artillery, and more horses were knocked down.

Without the cover of war horses, the gunmen of the Ming army could still hit their archers.

And at this time, there are also Ming army gunmen directly hitting the horse first, knocking down the horse, or blocking the road, so that the soldiers and archers can be seen more clearly.

"This group of lunatics." Dorgon, who was watching the battle from a distance, scolded.

War horses are also very precious in their Qing Dynasty. After the cavalry rushed up, even if they died in battle, the successor cavalry would not cut down the horse that blocked the way.

But the Ming army didn't care about it at all, bombarded and shot, and knocked down the horses one by one first.

After the horse fell down, it not only blocked the way, but also exposed their hidden archers.

Not all the Qing soldiers were archers. The Ming army's maneuvers wiped out more than half of the archers who rushed forward by the Qing soldiers. The originally dense arrow rain suddenly became sparse.

Now it is the rain of arrows that hurt the Ming army the most, so the Ming army finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, boom, the opposite Hongyi Cannon roared.

Whoosh, a few shells flew in.

Plop, when it hit the ground, the shell jumped up, and it knocked down one cannon and several artillerymen of the Ming army.

Zhang Qidong lost another cannon.

(End of this chapter)