A small soldier of the frontier army in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 899 Rolling
(Gentlemen, there is always a banquet in the world, let the lingering sound linger. Develop according to the requirements of some book friends. At that time, Wang Dou will become an old man. Let the image of the general be fixed at this moment of glory in his prime. The saddest man in the world The thing is that the hero is old and the beauty is old. But what should be explained will be explained. In fact, everything that should be written in this book has been written, and it is already very complete.)
"No!"

Liu Xiyao looked at the battle ahead with tearing eyes. The brothers in his battalion were brutally slaughtered, and the losses were extremely heavy. These were his most elite old battalion soldiers.

Earlier, Li Zicheng was hesitant to discuss whether to charge into the formation. It was not until the Jingbian army's formation was about three miles away that the situation could not be delayed any longer.

They were divided into two waves. Liu Xiyao led the right battalion Jingqi as the first wave, Li Guo led the rear battalion Jingqi as the second wave, and Liu Zongmin led the Zhongquan pro-army as the third wave depending on the situation.

Unexpectedly, their formation was so sharp, especially with the cooperation of artillery and rockets. First, his formation was broken up by his rockets several times, and then their artillery bombarded together, and the casualties in his battalion were terrible. .

Then they fired a volley of guns, and after three battles, there are now [-] cavalry in his battalion, and the loss may reach half.

Moreover, their spearmen and gunmen cooperated tacitly, and they continued to slaughter and reap their own old battalion.

It's over, his old battalion is over, it's over, his right battalion is over.

Liu Xiyao was so sad and angry that he almost shed blood and tears. He desperately asked the trumpeter Ming Jin beside him to retreat.

And the remnants of the cavalry over there couldn't bear the fear, they yelled and pulled their horses back and fled, and even heard the sound of Mingjin withdrawing the troops, the fine cavalry of the right battalion retreated like a tide, and the deafening noise came from the infantry of the Jingbian army over there. Cheers.

Li Zicheng, Li Guo, Liu Zongmin and others here stared dumbfounded. They couldn't believe that they saw their Jingqi being beaten by the opponent's infantry and fled in embarrassment. Seeing their frightened appearance, it seemed that they had no other idea except to escape. .

Liu Zongmin's face was hot, and he murmured, "Why are their infantry sharper than the cavalry? It's unreasonable."

Youying’s disastrous loss is related to his earlier advice. If it wasn’t for Liu Zongmin’s advice to rush to the battle, the Youying’s loss would not have been so great. The special loss was the Jingqi old camp. When Liu Xiyao came back, I was afraid that he would have a life-and-death hatred with him .

Suddenly the cheering stopped there, and after a few passionate orders, the rhythmic drumbeat of "dong dong dong, dong dong dong" sounded again. Echoing the armor's metallic radiance, it resembled trembling silver-red waves.

The generals of the Qinglong Army took the initiative to attack again.

Seeing them coming like a wall with an unstoppable momentum, Li Guo said anxiously: "Uncle, they are coming again, what should we do?"

Li Guo was going to lead the rear battalion to charge the second wave, but when he saw Liu Xiyao's right battalion in distress, he braked urgently.However, if he didn't attack by himself, the Jingbian army attacked by himself, which made him not know what to do.

Li Zicheng's face was extremely ugly. Today's battle situation was beyond his expectation. He raised hundreds of thousands of troops and came here with confidence. than he expected.

Then Wang Dou hit two, and he defeated his front line in a short period of time. So far, he has not received news of Gao Yigong. I am afraid that it is more or less ominous for him to be trapped in the rebellious army. Then Yuan Zong Di was seriously injured, and I'm afraid he wouldn't last long.

Before he knew it, he had already lost so many troops, and he might lose several generals in a row, which he couldn't bear.

And the current dilemma is not how to defeat Wang Dou, but how Li Zicheng preserves his own strength.

Looking at the Jingbian army coming over there, Liu Zongmin gritted his teeth and felt helpless. He gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't you go back to the camp and fight again in the future?"

Li Zicheng shook his head, the Jingbian army had heavy artillery and strange rockets, it was useless to defend the camp already.

And now that there are so many casualties in the army, the reason why they are still persisting is due to the invincible vigor of the past. If they retreat, they may lose thousands of miles and the army will be defeated.

Li Yan said: "Your Majesty, you may return to the capital. As soon as our division leaves, Wang Dou will fight the Qing army to the death. Our army defends the strong city, or we can reap the benefits of fishermen."

Li Zicheng murmured, perhaps this is the most sensible, but there are two questions, can he really retreat under the eyes of the Jingbian army? Will it turn into a big rout?

And I led hundreds of thousands of troops to come here like a rainbow, and now I retreated in despair, with the hearts of the people depressed, can the capital still guard against it?Is it going to go back to the former rogues again, or even burn the capital to the fire as Niu Jinxing said, and retreat far away to Huguang, Henan?
Is my great achievements really just a flash in the pan?
No, Li Zicheng is not reconciled!
Just what to do now?
……

The Zanhua Qin Yi, Wen Shiyan and others surrounded the sand table to analyze the battle situation, and held up binoculars to look at the battle situation from time to time, and there was an hourglass on the desk next to them.Sundials cannot be used without the sun, and the clocks at this time are bulky and have poor accuracy, so hourglasses are generally used to tell the time.

From Wang Dou's position, he could see two battlefield situations at the same time, no matter if he was a bandit or a slave, he could clearly see the situation.

Glancing at the hourglass, feeling inconvenient without a watch, Wang Dou stuffed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, got up from the big tiger leather chair, and said calmly: "It's almost done, defeat the two thieves, and then you can have lunch. "

Seeing Wang Douge, Zhong Tiaoyang, Li Guangheng, Wen Daxing, Xie Yike, Chi Dacheng, Huang Shibian, Li Jinpei, Qin Yi and others beside him knew that the critical moment to decide the battlefield had come, and they all looked solemn.

Wang Dou shouted lightly: "General Hu Lie."

Li Guangheng hurriedly said: "The end is here."

Wang Dou said: "Lead your cavalry and [-] infantry in reserve. Immediately go to Wen Fangliang's south battlefield, join the soldiers there, and use the force of thunder, rocket artillery, etc. to quickly defeat the bandits. Then the Qinglong Army On that side, the Zhongyi Battalion, generals from Shaanxi and Gansu, hussars, chasseurs, heroes of the Escort Bureau, and second-rank troops mounted their horses to pursue the bandits. You and Wen Fangliang's first-rank battalion immediately turned to attack the slave bandits and outflanked them from the right. "

He pointed to the location below the mountain: "After the cavalry, there will be [-] reserve infantry accompanying the attack. You need to quickly defeat the right wing of the thief and the left wing of the slave thief, and then join the cavalry on the Korean side. After the battle, fight the slave cavalry, the infantry will follow the cavalry, divide and encircle the Tartars on that side, and finally destroy them!"

Li Guangheng shouted: "The last general takes orders!"

Lifting the scarlet cloak behind him, he resolutely went down the hill.

Zhong Tiaoyang also kept dispatching Tangma to convey the orders of the Chinese army to Wen Fangliang, Han Chao and others, as well as the infantry battalion to fight.

Wang Dou watched the people and horses on the mountain mobilize constantly, and the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building, but his expression was indifferent.

From the morning fight to the present, Wang Dou has seen that no matter the Tartars or the bandits, or even the combination of the two bandits, compared with the Jingbian army he has been brewing for ten years, they are all hard to come by, and he has completely crushed them. Potential.

The two are no longer the combat power of an era.

So, it's time for this to end.

However, he still kept a reserve team of [-] in case of emergency.

He held up the binoculars and looked at Changping for a while, and said, "How about Sun Sanjie?"

Xie Yike hurriedly said: "I don't receive news at night, Big Brother Sun is still fighting fiercely with the Tartars and the second Tartars, but they work hard to hold the line of defense, and the Tartars can't advance an inch."

Wang Dou nodded and said: "That side doesn't seek merit, but seeks no faults, as long as it keeps the back road. As long as this side defeats the Tartars, the other side will definitely be defeated."

……

"Pikeman forward, stab!"

"kill!"

Horqin's cavalry was firmly blocked in front of the iron line. Their countless horses raised their hooves in front of the cold gun sword jungle. They neighed in horror and flew into the air, and then threw the panicked knights off.

Some of their war horses rushed up according to their inertia, and knocked over some gunmen, and then these horses and the knights on them were thrown to the ground by the fierce four-edged gun sword.

Some of their horses also ran through several rows of musketeers, and were blocked by Lao Lao, the gunmen behind them.

Han and North Korea also invested some first-class battalion sergeants, and soon stabilized the situation. It seemed that thousands of Horqin cavalry were just hovering and roaring in front of the gun sword.

Then Han and North Korea decisively ordered the spearmen to come forward and fight.

The two layers of spearmen stepped forward, accompanied by rhythmic drumbeats. They shouted at the same time in the front row, and stabbed their spears hard at their targets. The spears were like lightning, and the armor-piercing spears pierced deeply into those Horqin Mongols People's heart, throat, face and other vital points, or if it is inconvenient to stab people, then stab the horse.

They stabbed in with their spears and pulled them out neatly. The blood mist rose, and then there was a scream of misery. Those Horqin Mongols who were stabbed fell to the ground in pain.

There was another rush of drumbeats, and the spearmen in the back row stepped forward and shouted in unison: "Kill!"

They stabbed out their armor-piercing long cone spears neatly again, then twisted, pulled out, and pulled out neatly again. Accompanied by countless bloody arrows splashing, screaming and screaming, many Horqin Mongolians were stabbed again. Huge blood hole.

With the beating of the drums, they moved forward alternately, stabbing violently from time to time, like stretching poisonous snakes, and with the beating of the drums, the four rows continued to rotate to keep the soldiers full of physical strength.

They attacked in four rows at the same time, the front row kept stabbing, and the rear row showed the cold light of spear points from the gap, they cooperated with each other, covered each other, and acted in unison, as if they were one person.

Faced with such a long spear formation, those Horqin Mongols either screamed on their horses, or dismounted to fight, took out their shields and broadswords to fight, and then were stabbed to the ground by the densely approaching spear formation.Some people even had their shields pierced, and were directly nailed to the ground by armor-piercing long cone guns.

The battlefield is full of the piercing sound of spears piercing the body, as well as the screams of everyone before they die.

The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, combined with the previous smell of gunpowder smoke, it was indescribably weird and pungent.

"Fire gunners step forward!"

There was a rush of drumbeats, and four rows of musketry soldiers who had already loaded their gunpowder passed forward. They held up the muskets with gunswords in the front row, and shot at the panicked enemies in front of them.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

The dull explosions merged into a line, and a row of thick white smoke dispersed. The Horqin Mongolian cavalry gathered in a panic in front of them fell down in a large area, and countless people rolled on the ground screaming heart-piercingly. The wild neighing of the horses.

Exploding guns sounded one after another, and after the four rows of salvos, the people and horses in front of them seemed to be knocked out, and there were countless Horqin people lying on the ground whose internal organs were smashed by the gun bullets, howling in pain.

As a result, the men and horses coming forward from the rear appeared even more chaotic.

"Pikemen forward!"

The tactics of the Jingbian army are intensive cooperation between pikemen and musketeers.

After the musketeers finished fighting, the pikemen stepped forward to attack, giving full play to their advantages in melee combat, while covering and reloading.

After the pikemen finished fighting, the firearms stepped forward to attack, taking advantage of their firearms.

Over the years, the two have cooperated closely.

Amidst the rapid drum beat, dense spearmen and soldiers came forward again. They trotted rhythmically, their dense spears looming in the gunpowder smoke, the cold light of the stars, and the swaying iron helmets and red tassels were like a red tide.

……

"Amazing."

Wang Pu looked at the Jingbian army's gun formation and gun formation slaughtering those Horqin Mongols like killing chickens, and couldn't help but sighed to Chief of Staff Tian beside him, "I was worried before that the Tartars have thousands of troops. Will they break through the thin array? Now it seems that not to mention the Mongol Tartars, even the Manchurian Tartars will not be able to break through our array."

Chief of Staff Tian said: "That's right, there is no one in the world who is an opponent of the Jingbian army anymore. In fact, I feel that if they change to the same color gun sword, their combat power may be sharper."

Wang Pu didn't dare to judge rashly, he said, "Maybe."

He looked forward and saw that his new barracks soldiers could basically keep up with the rhythm, and he couldn't help but feel a lot of pride.

(End of this chapter)