Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 444 Killer
"Marshal, Jianu has been led onto the ice, let's do it!"

Hearing the roar of the guns behind him, Sun Chuanting, the warlord below, ran up in a panic, not even caring about the flying bows and arrows above his head, and trotted to Song Qingshu, shouting hastily.

Now the formation of the Qihuo army is like an abalone, with the soft belly of the abalone behind it, and the first layer of the warlord Liu Zongmin is there for defense. If all the meat is taken away, the begging army will naturally die from top to bottom.

But looking back, Song Qingshu still shook his head heavily: "There are too few Eight Banners cavalry, and the opportunity to fight has not arrived, so it's not time to do it yet! Besides, we won't suffer from shooting each other!"

"Can……"

"Sun Sima, take your three divisions and support them at any time!"

Although Song Qingshu didn't ask for a general attack, but Song Qingshu let him have the right to send troops to support, Sun Chuanting hurriedly jumped off the wall and returned to the army on the left.

At this time, a new change took place in the duel on the ice.

In the sound of crackling, the bayonet dangling back and forth peeled off a layer of arrows shot in mid-air. At the same time, a burst of new blood erupted from the body of the war horse that was crossing over from the front of the Jiannu army formation. Even if the battered warhorse had strong vitality, it couldn't bear the wailing of such a musket piercing and fell to the ground.

Another round of tiger squatting guns was loaded, squatting in the gap between battalions, and seemed to have found the feeling of bloody fighting during the rebellion, Liu Zongmin excitedly raised his sword and shouted: "Boom!"

But at this moment, a closed formation of slave cavalry suddenly split open again, and hundreds of heavy cavalry in heavy armor, even horses with breastplates, rushed towards him.

"Hmph, well done, just so Grandpa's bayonet saw blood!" Grabbing a gun casually and holding a binoculars, Liu Zongmin grinned grinningly, but immediately, his copper bell eyes couldn't stop staring for a moment. Yuan, roared in horror.

"Aim at those horse teams! Jiannuza blinded the horses! This is a desperate charge!"

The tiger squatting cannon that had already lit the matchlock was forced to turn an angle, and the musketeer also moved the barrel of the gun in a panic, and countless streamers shot out, and the front of the Jiannu cavalry galloping like arrows was seen. , The crazy Jiannu cavalry screamed and fell to the ground one after another, and were quickly trampled under their feet by the heavy cavalry behind, leaving blood marks on the ice.

It was only three arrows before the battle, not to mention that it was already close to the range of 80 meters of mutual shooting. After being killed by concentrated fire and killing hundreds of heavy cavalry, this desperate cavalry team still slammed into the bayonet formation of the Sixth Beggar Division Two or three rows of people with bayonets at the front of the formation were spitting blood and flew out backwards, and a large area was knocked down at the back, but the bayonets also faithfully pierced into the horse's body, into the Jianzhou rider's body, The flag soldiers who rushed frantically died in front of the formation.

Relying on this force, the army formation of the begging army was smashed into a big crack, and the undead heavy cavalry roared and urged their horses to rush into it, hacking to death the begging army soldiers who were caught off guard, and were immediately stabbed by bayonets. Death, but such a short time is enough for the Jiannu cavalry behind to rush up and continue to tear the crack.

Now that half of the battlefield is on the ice, Jianzhou Jurchens are not nomads on horseback like Mongolia, but belong to hunting peoples. Horseshoes are easy to slip on the ice, so they simply jumped off their horses, and the round knives rushed in and kept tearing The Qihuo army had to abandon their formation, and the battalions began to stretch back and enter the fighting formation.

Firearms, bows and arrows are completely unusable, but the battle has entered into a more brutal hand-to-hand combat. The Jianzhou warrior who came forward roaring with round knives was stabbed in the chest by several bayonets in the blink of an eye, but the Jiannu who pulled the bayonet behind him went crazy again They chopped down several people in a row, and the corpses began to fall on the ice layer by layer. The hot blood gushing out from the mutual hand-to-hand combat made it almost impossible to stand on the ice.

Looking back at the Sixth Division's formation broken, Sun Chuanting was so anxious that he immediately wanted to order the left army to turn back to support, but at this time, the front battle field became fierce again, and he didn't know if he had shot all the arrows. The Jiannu infantry, who had been huddled all morning, pushed away the shield cart, and once again rushed up with a roar on the ladder, and the horns began to burst out Jiannu. As a last resort, Sun Chuanting once again lamented and slapped his thigh , Command the sergeant to block the front.

The begging troops of the seven divisions were all thrown into the bloody battle. Surrounded by Jiannu, they couldn't draw any troops out. Amid the clamor of killing, Sun Chuanting, who couldn't get away, could only hope that The cavalry of the general reserve.

"Brothers, right away, we are heroes, and we are still heroes when we get off our horses! Kill! Support the brothers of Qi Liushi!"

Seeing that Liu Zongmin's formation was in jeopardy by the cavalry, Bayintu also made a decisive decision, and suddenly pulled out his saber. In the sound of swishing, thousands of sabers like crescent moons came out of their bodies one after another. The roaring beggar cavalry Divided into two routes, they rushed out from the gap on both sides of the Qihuo Sixth Division. The Xiaoqi Battalion caught off guard was cut down from the back immediately, and the battlefield that retreated to the shore was squeezed back to the ice again.

This time, Dorgon couldn't take it anymore.

Attacking from behind and defeating the beggar army was almost a desperate, last-ditch action. If he succeeded, he could carry Sun Chengzong's head and return to the outside of the pass with the glory of destroying the most powerful "Beijing camp" of the Ming Empire. But if he fails, then he can only be prepared to play poker with the imprisoned Amin. How can he let go of such a life-saving straw?

"Send an order to Ye Bushu, Nuchu, Xishan Camp, and Jianrui Camp to join the attack, and the people from the Xianghuang Banner will also be brought over to Ben Belle. Today we must take down the fortress of the Ming army and cut off the head of Sun Chengzong!"

With red eyes, Dorgon screamed mournfully like a gambler who has lost everything.

This time, all the chips were on the line. Two cavalrymen from Jianrui Battalion and Xishan Battalion threw themselves onto the ice one after another. Tens of thousands of cavalrymen attacked from all directions. Fierce cavalry spears and arrows shot all over the sky. The large team of the begging army defending behind finally couldn't hold back, showing a crumbling posture.

As long as you put in more effort, you can break the nut shell and eat the sweet pulp inside. However, after Zengbing fought for another half an hour, the Ming army, which seemed to be defeated at any time, was still biting. Teeth persisted.

"Have the people with the blue flag, the yellow flag, and the yellow flag come yet?"

This kind of anxiety is the most tormenting person. On the battlefield, more than a thousand people have been killed or injured. As long as you work harder, you will win. However, the reinforcements are delayed, and the anxious Dorgon keeps roaring like a wild beast, terrified. Heartbroken, Fan Wencheng kowtowed on the ice with a pale face.

"The servant is going to urge it now, this is the time to urge it!"

"If it doesn't work, Benbele will go there himself! If you don't listen to the generals, Benbele will use the conquest sword bestowed by the great grandfather to cut them down himself!"

His own horse was blinded and sent to the front line. Dorgon was busy pulling another horse, and led a dozen or so Yala soldiers, and rushed to the shore angrily, listening to the noise shaking the sky. With the sound of killing, Fan Wencheng's feet were also weak, and he also turned his head in fear when he saw the generals of Jianzhou who were red-eyed.

"Xiao Bao, you are here to stare, I don't worry about Lord Baylor!"

Then, he also chased out with his horse.

This kind of torment not only tormented Dorgon, but also tormented Song Qingshu. On this end, Sun Chuanting was angry and wanted to urge him, but Song Qingshu got down from the bastion by himself.

Surrounded by the river, at the rear of the battlefield, a group of fifty special troops wearing otter skins and scuba made of pig urine bubbles had gathered there long ago. With the arrival of Song Qingshu and Sun Chuanting, every special soldier had a look in their eyes. They all showed frenzied excitement!Bow down on one knee neatly.

"Kowtow to the handsome!"

"Bring the wine!"

Under Song Qingshu's order, the militia logistics team quickly brought a jar of the most powerful burning knives outside the altar, and everyone filled a big bowl.

"Your relatives are my relatives, and your sons are my sons! With me, Song Qingshu, for a day, I will never let you brothers and sisters go hungry or cold. If you violate this oath, heaven and earth will perish!" Picking up the wine bowl suddenly, he shouted fiercely, Immediately Song Qingshu and Sun Chuanting held up the wine bowl together and drank it to the brim. Fifty special sergeants followed, also holding up the wine bowl at the same time.

"Respect, Master!"

"Begging to live for me!"

The hot burning knife made the boy's blood boil. Wearing tight hats that are waterproof and cold-proof, a group of people slammed the wine bowl, and they lined up to dig down one by one, which looked like ordinary tents.

But when the tent door was opened, there was a chill inside, and it turned out to be a waterway directly under the ice!
On this side, reinforcements were finally brought in, dragging Ye Bushu, Nu Chu and other Jiannu's last bannermen, Ba Yala, almost [-] cavalry to the river, looking at the tens of thousands of cavalry under his command on the river. In Shouting Sha Zhentian, in Dorgon's eagle eyes, the desire for killing had become so intense that it was scarlet. He raised his bow suddenly, and Dorgon shouted incomparably excitedly.

"Kill Sun Chengzong, the warriors of the White Mountains and the Black Waters..."

Gala!

God likes to joke so much, before he finished shouting his words, a shocking crack suddenly opened up on the ice surface, reaching in front of his horse.

A look of fear began to flash on his cheeks, but unfortunately, he was not given a chance to react. Cracks on the ice surface appeared one after another like bamboo shoots after rain, one after another, and finally, with a click, a large piece of ice floe burst into pieces. Raising a corner, he brought the red-eyed Jianu on it and fell into it. Then, the entire ice surface boiled, and the tens of thousands of Jianzhou cavalry who had been fighting fiercely just now disappeared under the ice in a blink of an eye.

"how is this possible?"

Unbelievably, Dorgon got off his horse and knelt down on the shore...

(End of this chapter)