The heavens start from saving Daming

Chapter 57: Emperor Ming rises and falls, let's fight here!
"Second brother hurt me~~~"

Seeing that the two red flags did not work hard, Huang Taiji was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

Just when it was time to go all out, Daishan made such a fuss, which was the rhythm that was going to trap everyone.

"Father Khan."

Hauge hurried forward to support Huang Taiji, who was shaking his fat body, "Why don't you retreat first."

"Confused!" Huang Taiji held Hauge's hand tightly, "Retiring at this time will mean the collapse of the whole army! Do you think we are the Yue family army or the Qi family army?"

The army in the cold weapon era is very poorly organized.

The larger the army, the less organized it is.

It is not easy to organize an army of tens of thousands to attack the Ming army. If Mingjin withdraws the troops at this time, the fleeing soldiers and horses will collapse completely.

At that time, the cavalry of the Ming army hiding in the rear will take advantage of the situation to chase and kill them. It is estimated that none of them will escape hundreds of miles alive and return to Shenyang City.

Rather than that, he would rather throw all these warriors on this battlefield.

"Don't wait." Panting heavily, Huang Taiji, who felt his nose was hot and bleeding from his nose, waved his hands vigorously, "Two yellow flags attack now!"

The battle was still going on, and the Tartar army kept attacking the Ming army's circular battle line, smashing with swords and swords, and smashing with axes and hammers.There are fresh lives dissipating on this battlefield every moment.

The firecrackers of the Ming army continued to shoot, and many people were already in tears due to the smoke.

There have been wavering on many fronts, but overall they are still persevering.

Their emperor is behind them, which is the biggest boost to the morale of the army.

"Lu Xiangsheng." Li Yunze, who observed the battlefield for a while, turned his head to look over, "Go to the bridge and order the Shenshu camp soldiers on the other side to cross the river, and gather by the river. When more than 5000 people are assembled, report .”

"Sir, obey the order."

"Long live." Sun Chengzong, who was wearing an official uniform but equipped with a sword, asked hesitantly, "The Tartars are attacking fiercely. Is it appropriate to stop the reinforcements at this time?"

During the battle in front, the pontoon bridge behind was also crossing the river quickly.

The soldiers and horses that came over all gathered on the shore, and then drove to the front line for reinforcements and replacements in units of rounds.

Now that Li Yunze wanted to assemble a reserve team, it meant temporarily suspending support to the front line.

"It doesn't matter." Li Yunze frowned and waved his hands, "I believe the soldiers can withstand it."

In the era of cold weapons, such things as armor are absolutely forbidden to be owned by civilians. If they are caught, they will be beheaded for treason.

In the industrial age, Li Yunze ordered different parts in different processing factories, and no one cared when they shipped them back for assembly.

The quality of the armor worn by the soldiers of the Beijing camp far surpassed that of this era.

No fear of ordinary swords, guns, bows and arrows, that is, the heavy hammer, giant ax and iron bone Duo, the heavy armor nemesis, can't bear it.

It wasn't that the armor couldn't bear it, but the strong impact made the body unable to bear it.

The Ming army wearing new heavy armor was obviously better at fighting than the Tartars.

The most exaggerated thing is that all the heavy armored soldiers in the Shenshu camp wear full-coverage armor, while the rate of the Tartars on the opposite side is not high.

The two sides collided, and the Tartars suffered a great loss.

The soldiers of the new army were fully paid, and their fighting will was high.You can eat meat every day, and your physical fitness is absolutely worthy.Coupled with the equipment, of course it can withstand it.

The Ming army was not bad, and the Tartars were not that strong.

The reason why the repeated battles and defeats are all the crimes of the big turbans and the military leaders.

Two yellow flags were pressed up, forcing Dai Shanyue to ask his father and son to go up.

They had no choice but to bite the bullet and rush forward.

A scorching cannonball drew a parabola in the air and landed viciously near Daishan.

In an instant, the shell smashed the skull of one of the armored men, and then hit the ground to knock out a big hole and bounced again.

Like a bouncing ball, a bunch of blood gourds are pulled out in the queue.

Not far away, Daishan's eyelids twitched.

Years of being pampered and pampered, surrounded by servants and servants, has worn away the pride and ambition of his youth.

Looking at the meat grinder in front of him, Daishan involuntarily pulled the soldiers and horses to make way to the sides.

Huang Taiji, who was breathing fire in his eyes, directly ran into the Ming army's steel Great Wall with two yellow flags.

"Rush over, rush over!" Hauge, who personally led the two yellow flags with hundreds of baya la as arrows, waved the heavy ax in his hand and roared repeatedly, "The sweat has orders, and those who kill the soldiers will be rewarded with a future! Cut off the big banner Whoever captures Emperor Ming will be rewarded by the king!"

The reward was not insignificant, and it also stimulated the ferocity of the Tartars.

You can win everything, and you can have as much as you want to be an official and make a wish.

There is nothing to lose, and there is no need to fulfill the wish made by the official.

Hauge led hundreds of Ba Yala who wore three layers of heavy armor, and abruptly smashed through the layers of iron armor formation with his body.

All you can see is steel, and the sound of metal hitting makes your teeth ache.

Hauge, who was panting heavily, stared fixedly at the wooden platform not far away through countless waving weapons.

The emperor of Ming Dynasty is there!
As long as the Ming Emperor can be defeated, then this battle will be won.

In order to help him win a breakthrough, Huang Taiji personally commanded the soldiers and horses of the two yellow flags to conduct a containment battle, cutting and blocking the Ming army's reinforcements in this direction.

The young Hauge was determined to make an indelible contribution, and established himself as the successor of Daikin in a legitimate way.

He has considered all the things that should be considered, but he has not considered that the merit of immortality is to fight with his life.

"Master!" One by one, Ba Yala fell beside Hauge, and was immediately crushed by their bodies, smashing their heads violently.Or use a sharp blade to pierce through the gaps in the armor.

Of course, the same is true for Ming army soldiers after they fell.

Many Ba Yala used their lives in exchange for their lives to tear a hole in the iron-clad Great Wall for Hauge.

Finally, he rushed out of the steel jungle in front of him, and what appeared in front of Hauge were thousands of firecrackers standing on wooden boxes and benches.

The popularity rate of firecrackers in the Ming army is very high, and the Tartars have long been used to it.

'Pooh. '

After spitting bloodshot saliva, Hauge gripped the ax tightly and led the Ba Ya Las towards the fire gun soldiers.

In his impression, the firecrackers of the Ming army were no different from rabbits who were easily frightened. As long as the warriors approached, those firecrackers would discard their firecrackers and turn around and run away.

But what surprised him was that the Ming army didn't run away this time.

Not only did they not run away, but all the gunmen who were close to him pointed their guns at them.

The loyal Bayalas quickly stepped forward and blocked Hauge behind him.

After a burst of gunfire, the outer layer of Ba Yala fell in a circle.

These are the elites of the two yellow flags, real warriors who have worked hard for many years in physical martial arts, but they can't stop a small lead bullet!

The furious Hauge let out a roar, and rushed into the formation of firecrackers holding an axe.

Facing the soldiers, the gunfire soldiers did not flinch.

If the distance is too short to reload, they directly swing the firecrackers and smash them at them.For longer distances, quickly reload and fire.

In the midst of the gunpowder smoke, Hauge, who climbed onto the wooden box, looked at the wooden platform a hundred steps away, panting.

Soon, it was only a short distance away, and he could still point the ax in his hand towards the damn big banner on the wooden platform!
Li Yunze on the viewing platform slowly stood up.

He turned around and looked back. Five thousand soldiers had gathered on the bank of the river.

The increasingly dazzling sunlight fell on the soldiers, shining brilliantly.

"Soldiers of the Ming Dynasty! Press over and smash all the Tartars in front of you to the ground." Taking a deep breath, Li Yunze stretched out his finger to the other side of the battle line, "Emperor Ming rises and falls, fight here!"

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

Five thousand armored soldiers shouted in unison, their voices were like thunder.

Over there, Hauge finally saw the soldiers of the Ming army pressing forward like a mountain, and a touch of despair suddenly rose in his heart.

Once so many soldiers are put into battle, Daikin will inevitably collapse.

'Boom! '

With a gunshot, Hauge, who suffered a huge impact on his abdomen, immediately fell on the wooden box.

He screamed miserably, but he wanted to struggle but felt the strength in his body draining away quickly.

A vigorous figure rushed over and sat directly on his body.

Zheng Sihai drew out the bayonet, raised Hauge's visor, held the bayonet with both hands against Hauge's mouth, and then stabbed hard.

Standing up and stuck the bayonet on the firecracker, the red-eyed Zheng Sihai roared, "Wan Sheng!"

The firecrackers were roaring, the artillerymen were roaring, and the soldiers were roaring, even Sun Chengzong, Wen Tiren and Wang Cheng'en were roaring.

As Li Yunze stepped down from the viewing platform, his big banner slowly moved forward behind the armored formation, and the morale of the Ming army on the battlefield was completely ignited.

The counterattack of the Ming army began.

Huang Taiji watched Haoge's banner fall while being trapped in the formation of the Ming army. At that moment, his heart was as cold as water.

The Ming army counterattacked across the board, and the shining armored array pressed down like a mountain, crushing everything along the way into powder.

The firecrackers held up the firecrackers to keep up, firing their guns when they were far away, and using bayonets when they were close.

The tall banner continued to move forward, and finally crushed the bottom line of the Tartar's mind.

The casualty rate of the Tartars had already exceeded the bottom line of the cold weapon era, and it was able to persist until now because the battlefield was too chaotic, plus Huang Taiji personally suppressed the formation, and the butcher knife of the supervisory team.

But when the tens of thousands of soldiers of the Ming army counterattacked and overwhelmed them, the soldiers and horses that could no longer bear it poured backward like a flood from a dam break.

The sun became brighter and brighter, illuminating the entire battlefield.

The semi-arc-shaped formation of the Ming army's iron armor gradually became a straight line.

The torrent of steel rolled forward, crushing everything along the way like an iron curtain.

The shouts of "Wan Sheng" from the Ming army became louder and louder, and the Tartars, who had collapsed across the board, had lost their minds, and the only thought left in their minds was to escape.

Destroyed, but that's it.

Huang Taiji, who was on horseback, watched the scene of total collapse before him, and muttered to himself, "How could this happen, how could this happen?"

His chubby body swayed on the horse's back, and then his throat sweetened, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The surrounding guards hurried forward to support him.

Huang Taiji, whose face was like gold paper, suddenly shouted, "Why is this happening~~~"

After shouting, his body softened and he passed out.

There was a panic all around, and the guards had no choice but to retreat with their sweat profusely.

In this era, the two red flags of Shan and Yue Tuo's father and son had already detoured away, and the only one in the Tartar army was Dorgon's Zhengbai Banner.

But Dorgon's Zhengbai Banner did not come to stop the Ming army's armored formation, but quickly retreated northward.

The reason is very simple, not only is it useless to rush up, but more importantly, the cavalry army led by Man Gui has loomed in the distance.

If you don't leave at this time, you can't leave again.

At the same time, Li Yunze, who was guarded by countless shield-armored soldiers, pointed forward with the Yongle Sword on his face like a mountain.

"Huang Ming, Wan Sheng!"

(End of this chapter)