The wind rises at the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 40
"Ugh——"

The deep and distant sound of the horn continued to sound from the ranks of the thieves.

In the next moment, the entire formation of the thieves changed, and the voices of people came directly from the front.

Undercurrents are surging in the vast sea of ​​people, and the waves are turbulent. Accompanied by a huge roar, they are already rolling in!

Chen Wang looked around, paying attention to the situation of the surrounding soldiers.

There is almost no fluctuation in the veterans' army formation, after all, it started from the second year of Chongzhen's campaign.

Facing the rogues, they always beat the crowd with a few, facing enemies that are dozens of times more than their own.

However, many of the recruits in the three rounds ahead had pale faces, pale lips, and trembled like chaff.

If it wasn't for the fear of military law, if it wasn't for the fear of the sharp blade behind them, some people would have turned around and fled backwards by now.

Such a reaction was within Chen Wang's expectations. When he first went into battle, he had to face more than [-] enemy troops. No matter who they were, no matter how long they had been trained, they would feel fear.

Chen Wang did not step forward to say anything to boost morale, nor did he do anything to curb the spread of fear.

When he was on the training ground, he had already done everything he was supposed to do.

A real elite must have experienced the baptism of blood. It is better to face the bandits than to face Houjin and Mongolia.

"Ugh——"

The horn sounded continuously.

In the face of the encirclement and suppression by officers and soldiers, it is necessary to keep moving at all times, so such things as luggage, etc., are actually very few in the ranks of rogues.

Therefore, most of them used horns and snare drums that were more portable as tools for sending orders on the battlefield, and war drums, which were large and inconvenient to carry, were directly discarded.

They are not professional soldiers, and the flags and drums are too cumbersome to remember.

Therefore, the way they pass orders is also extremely simple.

The sound of the trumpet keeps beeping for a long time, that is to say, the whole army stops.

The short and intermittent sound of the trumpet means that the whole army is attacking.

As for retreating, listen to the sound of the gong. When the sound of the gong sounds, it is time to retreat.

And when the snare drum sounded, it was a charge!
Now is the call to attack.

Hungry people poured out of the rogue formation like a tide.

Gao Yingen first dispatched a mixed force of more than 6000 hungry people and more than [-] troops.

More than 6000 hungry people were divided into two waves, of which more than 4000 troops were mixed with more than [-] soldiers as warlords, and the remaining [-] people were used as the third wave of offensive troops, and at the same time served as soldiers holding the formation.

Escorting him are two horse troops on the left and right wings, and a horse army behind the formation. Each horse army has a scale of two to 3000 people.
When rogues and officers and soldiers fight, they usually use hungry people on top to consume them first, and then mix the troops to supervise the battle and fight to the death.

Let the hungry people wait until the Ming army's physical strength is exhausted and the morale of the hungry people is about to collapse.

The horse army after that was the second superintendent team.

Regardless of whether the hungry people want to escape or the troops want to retreat, as long as they dare to retreat, they will be hit head-on.

Gather the troops again and continue to attack. The officers and soldiers wanted to pursue and expand their advantages, so the Ma Jun stepped forward and dragged.

Only when the front troops and the hungry people broke through the rear cavalry and the cavalry on the wings would they rush up.

If you can't rush, you will go back and forth like this, and you will not be allowed to retreat until the gong of retreating troops sounds.

The situation in the bandit army is like raising Gu. From the hungry people to the troops, from the troops to the cavalry, from the cavalry to the fine cavalry, all of them have experienced the baptism of countless blood and war.

Those who were able to survive after going through mountains of corpses and seas of blood were not idle people.

"Ugh——"

Zhou Changshou held the blunderbuss in his hand tightly and stood in the front row of the army formation.

His legs trembled uncontrollably, and the low sound of the horn kept echoing in his ears, like a curse that urged him to death.

Every time the horn sounded, the dark crowd in front became more and more turbulent, getting closer to his position.

Zhou Changshou was terrified in his heart, but he didn't dare to run backwards. Behind him were the shining Yanling sabers of those veterans in the division.

July is midsummer, and although Shaanxi is located in the north, it is still extremely hot.

But Zhou Changshou didn't feel hot at all, but felt cold all over his body, and he could hardly even hold the blunderbuss in his hand.

"Load!"

Hu Zhili's voice appeared in Zhou Changshou's ears.

Although Zhou Changshou was afraid in his heart, he didn't dare to be negligent, and immediately took off the bird gun that was on his shoulder.

In the past, he was whipped five times by the military whip because he was slow in firing the gun, and now the scar on his back is still aching.

Zhou Changshou quickly took out the paper tube from his waist pocket. Fearing that his teeth were chattering up and down, he bit it a few times before he opened the paper tube.

He just regrets now, regretting why he had a few mouthfuls of rice porridge and steamed buns to join the army and fight.

If someone told him that war was like this, he would not drink the rice porridge in that pot, and he would rather continue to suffer from hunger.

Zhou Changshou finally bit open the paper tube, and began to charge the medicine pot of the blunderbuss.

He wanted to swallow his saliva, but found that there was nothing in his mouth.

Zhou Changshou felt more fear in his heart, he wanted to turn his head and look at the surrounding situation.

But just when Zhou Changshou made up his mind to turn his head, Chen Wang's cold voice rang in his ears.

"Facing the enemy in battle, the formation has been decided, move your feet and turn your head, if the ranks are crowded and uneven, cut them immediately!"

Zhou Changshou was so shocked that his whole body froze as if he had been electrocuted, and he didn't even dare to shake his legs anymore.

Zhou Changshou began to feel the heat now, and a lot of sweat dripped from his forehead. He no longer knew how he completed the loading, and he didn't know if he missed any steps. Everything was done in a trance.

And when he was holding the blunderbuss, he heard the snare drum in the bandits' formation suddenly beeping.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, the shouts of killing like a mountain roar and a tsunami swept across the front, accompanied by the deafening footsteps.

"Kill!!!"

The black gangsters swarmed in with their weapons held high, and they had already started charging not long after they entered the distance of a hundred paces.

"Facing the enemy in front of the battle, whoever fires the gun without order, will be killed immediately!"

In the army formation, Chen Wang's cold voice sounded again.

For some reason, Chen Wang's voice was still clearly audible even under the roar of mountains and tsunami.

Zhou Changshou held the blunderbuss, not flat, but with the muzzle slanted upwards, and the palms and backs of his hands were soaked with sweat.

But he didn't receive the order from Shangguan to raise the gun, so he didn't dare to put the muzzle down.

(End of this chapter)