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Chapter 990 The Collision of Blood and Fire

After the conferment of the title, the army immediately went north to take the initiative to meet the Manchurian and Mongolian allied forces of the old fourteenth.

After leaving the fortress, the new army advanced side by side in an inverted triangle shape.

The second town is on the left, the third town is on the right, and Jinwei town is a little behind and in the center.

The most combat-effective and most mobile first-in-arms, serves as the general reserve of the entire army.

In modern warfare, an army without a reserve team lost half of the battle before it started.

The old fourteenth was very happy when he heard that Yuzhu had led troops out of the Great Wall, he was afraid that Yuzhu would not be able to shrink back.

Originally, the old fourteen wanted to wait for Yu Zhu to come and die.

Unexpectedly, Yuzhu walked to Jiqinggou, which was only [-] miles away from Wanquan County, and refused to go forward.

Yuzhu's meaning is very clear, are you coming to the decisive battle?
If I don't come to the decisive battle, I will go back!

Jiqinggou is actually the location of the decisive battle that Yuzhu had chosen a long time ago.

Around Jiqinggou, within a radius of 20 miles, there are all flat prairie, which is very conducive to the formation of the [-] troops of the old fourteen.

The meaning of Yuzhu is actually very clear, old fourteen, isn't what you are best at bowing horses, the master simply fulfilled you and let you display your talents to your heart's content.

After waiting for two days, Yuzhu stayed in the immovable place of Jiqinggou.

Today, the food in the old Fourteenth Army is really running out, so he had to lead all the main force southward, in order to wipe out Yuzhu's new army.

Two days later, when the sun was rising high, on the north and south sides of Jiqinggou, the opposing sides formed their offensive formations.

The total strength of the old fourteen is claimed to be 30, but in fact, it is only 20.

In addition to the Eight Banners elite brought to the northwest by the old fourteenth, there are also a large number of green battalion soldiers and Mongolians.

Objectively speaking, the Northwest elite under Old Fourteen is already the most effective force among the Manchurians.

After the confrontation between the two armies, Old Fourteen was surprised to find that the formation formed by Yuzhu was actually only a dozen or so rows that were extremely thin.

Among all the sons of the old emperor, the old fourteenth was the one with the most military talent. Naturally, he would not be so stupid as to send his confidant cavalry to attack the infantry camp on the opposite side.

However, the Mongols who came to play the autumn wind together are different!

When a large group of Mongolian cavalry appeared in the binoculars in his hand, Yu Zhu, who was riding on the horse, couldn't help smiling slightly, saying that he was going to die!
In today's decisive battle, the formation of the new army is lackluster, which is Nahuang's specialty formation, with artillery in front and infantry in the rear.

The first town with the strongest mobility, because everyone has horses, they will serve as cavalry pursuit missions when needed.

More than 100 8-pound army guns and 6-pound army guns are neatly arranged in front of the line infantry.

The pitch-black muzzle exudes a ferocious, man-eating, terrifying magic power.

Old Fourteen was smarter, and deliberately set up his formation three miles away. Even if the 8-pound army gun fired at this distance, it would only be lonely.

The first to attack was the [-] Mongolian cavalry from the Sanyin Nuoyan tribe.

Sanyin Nuoyanbu Kumohan was also a smart man, he didn't attack the new army's line head-on, but wanted to go around to the side to see if he could take advantage of it.

Yuzhu smiled coldly, he had already guarded against this move, and immediately ordered the soldiers of the new army to put out a trick to deal with the cavalry attack: hollow spear array.

Under the command of the loud bugle, the soldiers of the new army quickly changed their formations and expanded into countless large hollow formations.

Take the battalion as the unit and form a square formation, with three rows of soldiers on each side.

At the same time, the 6-pound army gun did not move, and the 8-pound artillery group, under the command of the foreign instructor, adjusted the position of the muzzle in time, pointing to the direction of the enemy's attack.

The 8-pound army gun has a maximum range of 1300 meters and an effective range of about 800 meters.

Yuzhu's thinking is very clear, close combat is based on platoon guns, and the role of artillery is to cover the enemy's attack route.

The cavalry charged, and the formation must be dense.

The artillery of the new army does not need to be aimed. As long as it continues to bombard the enemy within 300 meters, it can disrupt the enemy's offensive rhythm and even divide the enemy into two parts.

With the dream of becoming Genghis Khan, Kumo Khan commanded his cavalry and began to accelerate rapidly.

In his opinion, such a thin front line of the enemy army is simply courting death.

To be honest, Kumo Khan would not have the guts to attack if the new army put up a formation of infantry and hedgehogs in dozens of layers in front of the formation.

The Mongolian cavalry troop first urged the horses to trot slowly, and then officially accelerated the charge when they were one and a half miles away.

For a moment, hooves sounded like thunder, and smoke and dust billowed, as if millions of cavalry were rushing towards them, with an aggressive aura.

Liu Shenghong, commander of the Artillery Association, kept holding up the binoculars in his hand, silently estimating the distance of the enemy.

800 meters, 700 meters, 600 meters, 500 meters, 400 meters…

"Fire!" Liu Shenghong pressed his right hand down violently, and the artillerymen who had been ready to go fired immediately fired.

"Boom boom boom..." The rumble of cannons officially kicked off the prelude to the decisive battle.

"Herod..." A war horse was hit in the chest by a fiery red iron ball, and a huge blood hole immediately appeared on the originally strong body.

The horse fell down suddenly, and the knight on the horse was caught off guard and thrown into the air.

Just as the knight's body fell onto the grass, it was swallowed whole by countless horseshoes of his own side, and was instantly trampled into a pulp.

"Ah..." The fiery red iron ball flew past the Mongolian knight's left arm. The Mongolian knight just wanted to rejoice, but unexpectedly, there was an uncontrollable pain in his left shoulder, and he subconsciously looked down.

Ah, the left arm actually disappeared out of thin air, and the figure instantly tilted, and then fell off the horse.

Another iron fireball fell from the sky, hit the ground fiercely, and then bounced high, heading straight for the Mongolian knight.

The Mongolian knight was terrified, and desperately lowered his body, trying to avoid the fatal blow.

"Boom!" The red iron ball hit the horse's head viciously. In the blink of an eye, the horse's skull was shattered into pieces, and Lao Gao's brains burst out.

The dead horse with a broken head pressed the knight on its back under the corpse. Under the action of huge inertia, the dead horse and the knight slid forward for a long distance close to the ground.

When the dead horse finally stopped sliding, the entire right face of the Mongolian knight pressed by it was scraped away by the huge friction force, revealing the hideous and terrifying white bones.

Seeing is dead!
Today's artillery, after all, is not a hollow shell, and its ability to cover the battlefield is extremely limited.

Amidst the violent shelling, there were still many lucky Mongolian cavalry who rushed to the front of the line infantry.

He Wenda, the commander of the third township, had been waiting patiently for a long time. Seeing that the enemy had charged within 200 meters, he immediately ordered: "Raise your gun!"

The military flag of Zhentong then pointed obliquely at 45 degrees to the right.

There were officers in front to observe the command signal of the town command flag, so the soldiers of the third town, under the command of their respective officers, raised their rifles one after another.

Mongolian men, as long as they are over seven years old, must ride on horseback and help the elders herd sheep and cattle.

A nation on horseback, this statement is true!
The charging cavalry continued to speed up, and when they entered about 100 meters, the Mongolian knights on the horses drew their bows and arrows one after another, and shot deadly arrows at the new army's line.

This is the traditional skill of the Mongols. Using the impact force of the war horse, the arrows shot can hit a longer distance.

"Uh." A soldier of the new army was unfortunately shot in the face by an arrow, screamed, and then fell to the ground.

A new army soldier not far away was hit by an arrow in the chest and fell to the ground rolling in pain.

The formation of the line infantry was too dense, and it was impossible for someone to carry him down in a disorderly manner.

The wounded soldier rolled all over the ground in pain, and the sound of wailing hit the ear, which made people's nose sore, and they really wanted to cry, but they wanted to cry without tears.

Surrounded by comrades-in-arms of Pao Ze, however, there was nothing they could do to him, they could only watch him helplessly, unable to move, and gradually fell silent.

The tactic of queuing up and shooting was decided. If any soldier in the new army was injured, no one would dare to squat down to help him.

Because, in front of the cavalry's charge, the line infantry in disarray is just fish and meat, just an appetizer.

For the survival of more comrades-in-arms, in many cases, only the lives of individuals can be sacrificed.

War is so cruel!

Battlefield discipline is so ruthless!

It is definitely not a lie!

As soon as the group of Mongolians rushed within 80 meters, Liu Shenghong gave the order to shoot in turn.

"Papa, papa..." The crisp gunshots rang out immediately, and thick white smoke rose immediately over the third town's position.

The pungent white smoke almost covered the entire front line. At this time, the grassroots commanders on the front line could not see the enemy's situation at all. They could only mechanically command their subordinates to fire round after round.

According to the officer's order, the soldiers repeated the same set of actions over and over again: shooting, reloading, waiting for orders, and shooting again, and so on.

"Clap clap..."

Amidst the dense gunfire, the dozen or so Mongolians rushing to the front fell off their horses in response.

"Papa..." The Mongols continued to rush upwards, and the gunshots continued to ring out.

In the process of repeatedly pulling the distance, many horses and knights' bodies fell in front of the new army's line.

Gun shooting, after all, is not machine gun shooting, and it cannot completely stop individual fish that slipped through the net.

Just then, a war horse without a knight galloped to the front of the new army's line.

Everyone thought that the rider on the horse had fallen off his horse and died.

Who would have thought that the Mongolian knight was hiding under the horse's belly, and he suddenly swung his knife to make an attack. Several soldiers of the new army who were caught off guard were cut down immediately, and the air was filled with a thick smell of blood.

The Mongolian knight succeeded in the sneak attack, and was feeling proud when suddenly a volley of guns rang out, his chest hurt sharply, his eyes immediately darkened, and he fell off the horse.

At this moment, in front of the new army's front, the dense platoon of guns kept ringing.

The soldiers didn't know how many rounds they had fired in circles, they just obeyed the orders mechanically, raising their guns, shooting, reloading, raising their guns again, and shooting again.

It wasn't until they heard the loud sound of bugles that the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief and stopped shooting.

(End of this chapter)