Eighth year of Chongzhen

Chapter 429

However, bloodiness cannot last forever.

Facing the packers who looked like madmen rushing in like a tide, the icy Fran cannon fired hot projectiles, mercilessly plunged into the crowd, tore apart the bodies, and took away broken limbs one after another. arms, and finally left piles of rotten flesh and broken corpses on the ground.

At the beginning, the coaters braved the momentary courage inspired by the generous rewards, and risked being smashed into a pile of rotten meat by projectiles whistling at any time, and fought hard to resist the horse.

But under the impact of several other cannons that had shifted their muzzles and bombarded them mercilessly from the flanks, that fearless and brave heart disappeared instantly like Haruyuki meeting the scorching sun.

Anyone with common sense on the battlefield knows that this kind of crossfire is particularly lethal to people, especially this kind of dense crowd. Lives are taken one by one, leaving serious injuries and crying the dead, causing the survivors to suffer great devastation and torture mentally.

It was another three rounds of shelling. The difference was that this time there were several more cannons involved, which caused doubled casualties to the packers.

"Run!"

I don't know who suddenly let out a roar, the sound was so loud that it overwhelmed all the screams, and then the remaining coats scattered like a frightened flock of sheep.

The packs tried their best to run to both sides, everyone wanted to escape from this hell-like place as soon as possible.

Almost everyone's face and eyes were full of horror like seeing a ghost in the daytime, and they opened their mouths to scream while running wildly, as if this was the only way to get rid of this nightmare from their minds.

The Qing army in charge of the formation was still urging their mounts forward to hack and kill, but they could not stop this trend of defeat at all.

The wrappers seemed to turn a blind eye to the swords and guns in front of them, and just ran wildly, even if the heads of each of their companions were chopped off and rolled all over the ground.

Abatai looked at everything in front of him expressionlessly, and was not moved in the slightest by the heavy casualties of the packers.

After thinking for a while, he shook his head slightly, and then ordered to go down and gather up the coats that fled to the two sides of the army, and there was no need to punish them.

Abatai then ordered Mel Zhangjing, who was beside him, to give Baoyi two pancakes as a reward.

These populations are still useful, whether it is farming or working, these free laborers are working very hard.

It's better to keep them until they can't recapture a large number of people and property.

Abatai ordered the infantry of the whole army to rest on the spot and wait for the military order. At the same time, he sent people to summon the Mongolian Eight Banners Merezhangjing who were cruising around the periphery, and selected cavalry from the Mongolian Eight Banners who were good at lasing horses, and dragged them with ropes to refuse the horses.

Abate, who was careless on the outside but delicate in his heart, had already heard the sound of the cannon from the east, and he knew that the two white flags encountered the same scene as his own.

So he deliberately sent a fast horse to bypass the southern position of the Ming army, gallop towards the two white flags on the left wing, and inform Dorgon of this method, lest it still fail to work after taking the life of Bao Yi.

As time passed, it soon arrived at noon.

Under the continuous galloping back and forth of the Mongolian cavalry on both sides, many of the rejecting horses on both sides of the Ming army were removed. The original width of the rejecting horse formation was two hundred steps, but now there are only about a hundred steps left that have not been dragged away. .

And the Ming army didn't have a good way to deal with it.

The Mongolian cavalry dispatched two to three hundred people at a time, drove the horses forward in the form of skirmishers, and then waved the ropes to catch the horses and drag them aside.

Since the cavalry targets were scattered and moving, the cannons couldn't shoot at such individual soldiers at all. The Ming army could only watch the Mongolian cavalry showing off their excellent equestrian skills one by one.

After Sun Chuanting and Qin Liangyu, who had already got off the building car to rest, heard the news, they couldn't think of a way to break the Qing army's strategy for a while.

However, the main strategic intention of the Ming army was to waste time and then look for opportunities to severely injure the Qing army, so Sun Chuanting didn't care too much about this, but ordered the [-] white-armed soldiers in the back road to be ready and follow orders to come forward at any time Fight with the Qing army.

The Mongolian cavalry also stopped after working for nearly two hours.

Because the physical exertion is too great.

Horses can change rides, but people need rest.

Although there are thousands of Mongolian cavalry, not everyone is an expert at lasing horses. With just a few hundred of them alternating back and forth, it is no longer possible to support them.

On the huge battlefield where tens of thousands of people faced each other, there was a rare peaceful scene between the two armies. The infantry were sitting on the ground eating and waiting for orders, while the cavalry of the Qing army also removed their saddles to allow their horses to get a full rest.

But everyone understands that this temporary calm will not last long, and a big battle is already on the verge of breaking out.

Behind the two red flag formations that mainly attacked the front of the Ming army, Yue Tuo, Dorgon, Abatai, Meilezhangjing of each banner, several princes of the Eight Banners of Meng, and the chief generals of the Qing army including Jiang Youcheng were discussing in the tent The next tactical arrangement.

"The Ming army's horse-rejecting array has almost been demolished. Wait for the horse team to rest and rest and work harder. We must dismantle all the horses before dark! However, in this way, I am afraid that the Ming army will not be able to defeat the Ming army today. Waiting for tomorrow! Prince Rui, what advice do you have for tomorrow's battle?"

Yue Tuo turned his head and looked at Dorgon who was at the side and asked.

"I have an army of tens of thousands, plus many coats, and a large number of horses gathered here. The daily consumption of food and grass is astonishing. This battle must be resolved quickly! It is too slow to rely on the cavalry to drag and reject the horses. In the future, we should send Baoyi forward, and dozens of people will split up and reject horses! If this is the case, the demolition can be completed in an hour at most! After that, our army will launch an attack from three sides at the same time, and strive to defeat the Ming army before dark!"

Dorgon's opinion caught everyone's eyes: as expected of Prince Rui, he was wise and decisive. Others only thought of using a small team of cavalry to break the door, but completely ignored that the packers could also disperse their actions.

While Yue Tuo and Abate felt their faces were dull, they couldn't help admiring Dorgon in their hearts.

After everyone agreed with Dorgon's strategy, everyone returned to the front line and started the deployment and arrangement of troops before the war.

Dorgon's strategy really worked.

After the coaters dispersed and broke up the refusal horse formation, the refusal horse formation disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and before the end of time, the refusal horse formation was completely dismantled.

In the absence of instructions, the archers of the Ming army did not shoot and kill the Qing army's coat, but saved their physical strength and arrows, preparing for the next life-and-death battle.

It's the end of February, and the cold north wind has been replaced by the warm and humid south wind, and the distant mountains and forests have faintly green in sight.

As the seasons go by, the days are getting longer and longer. The sky, which was already dark just after Shenshi, is still bright. The bright sun just turned to the southwest, and it didn’t go west quickly. Shen signs.

With the sound of loud horns resounding across the field, tens of thousands of Qing troops began to assemble the whole team under the orders of their respective Jiala Zhangjing, preparing to attack the Ming army from the east, west and north.

Most of the thousands of Mongolian Eight Banners cavalry are still resting and consuming huge horsepower, waiting for a critical moment to charge and chase down the defeated Ming army.

Under Sun Chuanting's order, [-] white-armed soldiers lined up on both sides, and [-] Qin Army spearmen in the middle lined up to wait for orders.

A war is imminent.

(End of this chapter)