Daming Yuanfu

Chapter 1009 Capture Fried Flowers Alive (End)
Chaohua Taiji was already bleeding from his heart at this moment.

Of the 1 troops he brought, more than [-] of them were intercepted by the Ming army navy in the river before they had time to go ashore. Some of them only have the life of feeding bastards.

Immediately afterwards, Ma Dong and Ma Chengen brought two cavalrymen to harass them back and forth. The ghost tried to kill more people, so that Chaohua, who didn't dare to divide his troops, took the trouble not to mention it, but when he finally looked at his own army, he lost [-] if not [-].

Originally, I was thinking of concentrating the landing force, but after being busy for nearly an hour, I found that I was surrounded by 6000 or 6000 people at the beginning. ghost.

Chaohua Taiji had no choice but to give up. There might still be hundreds of people scattered around the beach, but he couldn't care less, and directly led the five or six thousand people who were already by his side to break through.

However, the breakout was not smooth. Although the trees in this small hilly area were not tall, it still affected the fast running of the cavalry, so they had to choose an area with relatively flat terrain to break through.

This is a narrow and long area similar to a mountain valley. If the mountains on both sides are higher, it must be an excellent place for ambushes, but there are only small hills around, and Chaohua is not worried about being ambushed.

However, although he is not afraid of ambushes, it does not mean that he can ignore the shelling.

The mountains and valleys were under bombardment, and there was no place to run away. Everyone had to gamble their lives, even Chaohua Taiji himself was no exception.

Fortunately, it seems that Chaohua Taiji is still alive. In addition, although the first round of artillery was fired far enough, because it was autumn, it had just rained a few days ago, and the ground was not very hard. It is difficult for solid shells to ricochet, and their lethality is relatively limited. Those killed are all unlucky ones, and Chaohua Taiji is not one of them.

But when he led his troops through a strange "grassless zone", he found that the artillery fire on the opposite side was much more intense, and the speed of the shells falling to the ground increased greatly, and they did not seem to be of the same type as the previous shells.

That means that he is not far from the opponent's main position or line of defense, so the Ming army's old artillery fire with insufficient range can also play a role.

At this moment, Chaohua Taiji had no longer considered saving horsepower, and directly ordered to speed up.

He wanted to break through the encirclement in one fell swoop, and then find a way to withdraw the Liaohe Hetao territory.

At this moment, the range of the Ming army's tiger squatting guns is indeed limited. Chaohua Taiji just went around a bend in a mountain valley, and found about 500 Ming army infantry troops standing in line in front.

Chaohuatai Ji was overjoyed, and secretly said: God help me!The Ming army was small in number, and it happened to break through in one fell swoop!
"Warriors of the Chaohua Department!" Chaohua Taiji shouted: "We can go home by defeating this dying Ming army!"

"go home!"

"go home!"

Chaohua Taiji wiped off the blood on his face, raised his saber high, and shouted, "Follow me... to the battle!"

He pointed the scimitar forward, and the cavalry under his command rolled forward.However, Chaohua Taiji was a lot more cautious this time. He did not immediately rush to the front, but "sit in the central army" and moved forward with the largest central army.

Zhang Wanbang had come down from the hill at this time, and he was also standing in the middle of the army to command.

The Ming army is infantry, so of course they will not take the initiative to step forward so as not to mess up the formation. These Gao family soldiers and Zhang Wanbang's family members have already formed their formations. Standing on the ground, the tip of the knife is slanted upwards and placed in a bayonet formation.

The Wanli Type 150 muskets in the second row were all ready to fire. As the cavalry of the Chaohua Department entered the [-]th pace, they raised their guns and started aiming under Zhang Wanbang's order. When they entered the hundredth pace, they followed Zhang Wanbang's "Ready— —", all the servants' right index fingers were on the trigger.

At eighty steps, Zhang Wanbang shouted angrily: "Let go!"

"Bang bang bang" a series of gunshots, more than [-] cavalry vanguards of the Chaohua Department fell off their horses, startling the Chaohua behind.

When he fought against Ma Dong and Ma Chengen just now, due to the speed of both sides, he didn't have time to pay attention to the efficiency of the wave of free shooting before the opponent approached, but now he can experience it well.

Because what he had to face was not just this round of volley, the Ming army was well-trained far beyond what Chaohua Taiji expected. After the first round of shooting, there was only a few breaths before the second round The second row of shooters stepped forward and soon fired another salvo.

Then came the third round, the fourth round...

Less than a hundred paces away, the opponent fired four rounds of volleys, which caused Chaohua Taiji to directly scrap the striker's most elite group of warriors in the clan, the number of which had already exceeded a hundred.

Although all Mongols are soldiers, there is obviously a difference between elite cavalry and ordinary cavalry. The first batch of elite cavalry leading the battle actually suffered hundreds of casualties in one encounter, which startled the cavalry in the rear.

But Chaohua yelled: "Continue to charge and defeat the Ming army!"

After finally fighting such casualties, they rushed to the front of the formation with only a distance of more than 20 steps. Of course, they cannot retreat at this time, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted.

Continue to fight, this is the only way for Chaohua Taiji at this moment, and it is indeed his choice.

However, the opponent's Ming army not only did not flee at the wind, but even the formation did not change. The soldiers in the front line squatting and standing obliquely with the knife edge facing the front only focused on holding the bayonet firmly, while the soldiers in the back row The Ming army did not know where to get a rectangular wooden shield to protect the first row of soldiers and his own head.

Chaohua Taiji was wondering what kind of weird behavior this was, when the soldiers in the third platoon of the Ming army suddenly threw a "stone" forward - of course it was not a stone, but two small bowls closed with the mouths of the bowls facing each other size grenade.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

This is not a round of casualties of dozens of people. This wave of grenade explosions at close range directly killed and injured at least two or three hundred cavalrymen of the Chaohua Department who rushed not far from the front of the formation. Frightened, either reined in the horse to stop, or turned the horse's head to avoid it.

All of a sudden, the Huahua department was in chaos.

For the battle, a drop in speed almost means failure, let alone such a stagnation?

Chaohua Taiji seemed to be poured from head to toe by a bucket of cold water in the winter, and his heart was cold, but he immediately yelled hysterically and crazily: "Go, go, why stop! Let Ben Taiji rush, Do whatever it takes! Go for me!"

At this moment, he himself had become crazy, and he didn't care about any immediate danger, so he raised his saber and rushed out in the lead.

The cavalry from the Huahua Department didn't dare to hesitate when they saw that their Taiji was charging, or they didn't even think about it, and rushed over again. Although the distance was too short, it was too late to continue to accelerate, but they finally found A bit of a rushing posture.

Zhang Wanbang sneered in the battle: "Even Xin Ai is not as good as you, dare to show off in front of me? Send an order, give them another..."

"Brother Sanxi!" Ma Cheng'en's voice suddenly came from the hill in front of Zhang Wanbang's left: "You have already made a name for yourself by taking on five thousand Tartar cavalry with five thousand soldiers and not retreating half a step. How about letting my brother do the rest of the little things?"

Zhang Wanbang looked over there, and saw that the cavalry of Ma Chengen's troops had already sped up to charge the formation by taking advantage of the advantage of going downhill. Although Ma Chengen himself was talking to him, his eyes were fixed on the already trapped Crazy Fried Flower Taiji.

Zhang Wanbang's heart moved, he swallowed back the unfinished order, and ordered instead: "Just keep the bayonet array steady."

In fact, the horses of the Chaohua Department were affected by the sound of the river when they first landed, and they continued to fight for more than an hour, and then were frightened by artillery fire and grenades for a few times. The formation plan could not succeed at all, as long as Zhang Wanbang stabilized the front line and did not collapse on its own, there would be no danger.

On the other side, Ma Chengen rushed down quickly, slanted into the Chaohua formation, and aimed directly at Chaohuataiji himself: "Chief Chaohua, don't you want to fight me? Ma Chengen from Weizhou is here too!"

Chaohua Taiji's mind was in a state of confusion, seeing Ma Chengen rushing forward, but he subconsciously swung his knife without any threat at all.

Ma Chengen saw the situation early, and his heart moved. The knife that was originally wiped on Chaohua's neck suddenly turned and slapped Chaohua's face with the blade of the knife. Chaohua Taiji was almost beaten. Blooming all over his face, his eyes went dark, and he fell headfirst.

The servants around Ma Chengen immediately pushed back the Mongolian cavalry who came to rescue Chaohua, while Ma Chengen glanced at Chaohua Taiji who was lying unconscious, and laughed and said: "Dog thief, did you ever think of that before you came to southern Liaoning?" Will there be today? Someone, tie me up!"
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