The wind rises at the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 17
Three-stage strike is not a new thing. As early as the early Ming Dynasty, the Ming army had used three-stage strike.

The three-stage shooting method used at that time was that the firecrackers at the front fired first, then retreated to the rear of the team to concentrate on loading ammunition, and then the No. 2 soldier stepped forward to fire, and the three reloaded and fired alternately.

This kind of technique sounds simple, but in fact, it requires a lot of training for soldiers to use it on the battle formation.

Naturally, these firecrackers in Datong Town hadn't learned the three-stage attack for a long time, so it is undoubtedly difficult for them to use it now.

So what Chen Wang wants to use is a one-time "three-stage attack".

The soldiers in the front row immediately retreated after firing their guns, and retreated all the way to the center of the front row.

The same is true for the soldiers in the second, third, and fourth rows, and they also retreated all the way after firing the firecrackers.

In the central area, the last to cover them were two rows of infantry armed with pikes.

And nine hundred tigers who are always waiting to be fired and can shoot thousands of feathered arrows in an instant.

Holding the reins in his hand, Liu Zongmin led the horse forward slowly. Although he is not a frontier soldier, he is just a blacksmith, but he has followed Li Zicheng for a long time, and he has learned a lot.

For example, how to lure the firecrackers of the Ming army to release their blunderbusses. When the cavalry were frightened, those timid blunderbuss soldiers would shoot and fire from a long distance.

When they rushed to the front, they ran out of ammunition, and their morale plummeted. It only took one charge to defeat them all.

After receiving the order, the two centurions broke away from the cavalry formation from the two wings, and galloped towards the retreating Ming army formation ahead.

But he ordered two hundred cavalry to gallop all the way to the distance of a hundred steps, and no one in the Ming army fired their guns.

Liu Zongmin's expression was slightly gloomy, feeling that his face was a bit uneasy, so he raised the command flag in his hand and pointed forward lightly.

The two hundred riders heard the order and continued to gallop forward.

Eighty steps, seventy steps, sixty steps, the two hundred cavalry were approaching all the way, but the Ming army's formation was still moving backwards, they still didn't fire their guns, and they didn't even stop, as if they had decided that they didn't dare to charge. Array is the same.

The two hundred cavalry did not hesitate any longer, they sped up their horses suddenly, and rushed forward, while Liu Zongmin also led the main force to a distance of ninety steps.

The two hundred cavalry rushed away, the explosion of the three-eyed blunderbuss suddenly sounded, and the gunpowder smoke was flying, but no one was hit. At this time, it was still a little far away from the killing range of the three-eyed blunderbuss.

The sound of the three-eyed gun was not intended to kill, but to lure the gun to be released, but obviously all this did not achieve any effect.

Immediately afterwards, there were bursts of vibrations of the bowstring like cotton being plucked in the formation, and a large number of arrows were shot from the cavalry formation of the Chuangjun almost at the same time.

The arrows flew high at the speed of the horse, hundreds of light arrows pierced the dark sky, and shot towards the Ming army formation ahead.

As the rain of arrows fell, most of them landed in front of the formation due to the distance. Only a few arrows shot into the formation, and these arrows were basically blocked by the spear and shield soldiers in the front row, and did not cause any effective damage at all.

At the same time, there were sparse feathered arrows shot out from the formation of the Ming army. They were servants who served as the supervisor of the battle team in the formation.

Although they were few in number, they were basically people with superb archery skills, and they held powerful step bows, and several of them were shot off their horses in an instant.

In the confrontation on the first day of junior high school, Jingqi, who broke into the army, suffered a small loss.

Liu Zongmin's expression darkened, and just as he was about to dispatch the cavalry again, a small bright yellow flag slowly rose from under the banner.

A cruel sneer was drawn at the corner of Liu Zongmin's mouth, and he waved the command flag in his hand, and a group of fine cavalry behind him slowly pressed forward.

Holding the command flag, Chen Wang was a little puzzled. He didn't understand that the elite cavalry of Chuangjun had only carried out the first wave of harassment, so why they all overwhelmed them.

Immediately, his question was answered, and a continuous explosion sounded from the right side without warning.

Chen Wang's expression changed suddenly, his heart sank suddenly, and he suddenly turned his head to look to the right.

It was the voice of Frangji, and he would never hear it wrong.

As far as the eye could see, gunpowder smoke filled the ranks of the thieves on the right side, with white mist rising continuously and accompanied by the sound of explosions, the shouts of killing like a mountain roar and tsunami sounded from the right side, and countless banners were shaking crazily.

The rate of fire of the Frang machine is extremely fast, and it is not surprising that it fires three or four shots in a row in one minute.

There was an endless stream of screams in the ears, and the soldiers on the right wing who were evacuating were suddenly bombarded, and suffered heavy losses in an instant.

The sound of rumbling horseshoes sounded from the direction of the front line almost at the same time. Chen Wang turned his head and looked into the distance.

The elite cavalry of Chuangjun had already charged straight ahead.

There was a rumbling sound of horseshoes stamping on the ground on the battlefield, and the elite cavalry of the Chuangjun had already lined up and rolled towards the scattered Ming army formation.

In an instant, it was within sixty steps!

It was this opportunity that Chuangjun was waiting for!

The right-wing Frang machine is to expose its flaws and create chaos.

Chen Wang waved down the command flag in his hand heavily, he can't control everything on the right wing now, all he can control is the elite cavalry in front of the army.

As Chen Wangling's flag was waved down, a commander in the front line also lowered his Yanling Saber and roared angrily.

"Raise the gun!"

"put!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

For just a split second, his roar was drowned out by the explosion of firearms.

"Raise the gun!"

"put!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Gunpowder smoke filled the front of the battle, and the deafening sound of firing guns overwhelmed everything.

In fact, in the follow-up, the soldiers could no longer hear any orders or see any semaphore.

Gunshots sounded continuously, and the roar was like thunder.

The flames shot by the volleyball guns were extremely dazzling, as terrifying as the flames spit out by a fire dragon, like the signal released when the spirit summoner from the underworld appeared.

They could only hear deafening gunshots, and everything in front of them was covered by gunpowder smoke.

After putting down the guns in their hands, they lifted the bird guns or the three-eyed guns and walked towards the rear.

The sound of horseshoes and guns were completely mixed together, and they couldn't tell what sound was in their ears at all.

The fear in their hearts made them keep speeding up their pace, wanting to run further back.

It's just that when they looked forward, everyone saw Chen Wang riding on a war horse, holding a command flag, standing still in the formation.

Chen Wang's composure affected them, and virtually eliminated the panic in their hearts. They clenched the firecrackers in their hands again, no longer eager, and followed the general banner of the flag, and walked steadily towards the rear.

boom!boom!Boom!

The explosion sound of the front row of guns has completely disappeared, and the three-eyed gunmen in the last row have also finished putting down their guns. They walked back quickly and passed through the frame of a hundred tigers running together one after another. The gap in the middle quickly retreated to the rear.

"Swoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!!"

"Crack! Crack!!"

Almost at the moment when the soldiers in the front row passed the Hundred Tigers, the nine Hundred Tigers were ignited at the same time.

The gunpowder smoke covered Chen Wang's entire field of vision in an instant, and countless arrows shot forward with a palpitating shrill whistle!

(End of this chapter)