Haisheng Mingdi

Chapter 58 Victory
Zhang Mingzhen galloped his horse, the wind whistling in his ears.

He only felt the blood rolling in his heart, and he was not a young man who had just joined the army, but this time he attacked, he had an unprecedented feeling.

This feeling is not very clear, but it always feels different from the previous wars.

He is fighting with a mission.

Gathered the elite members of several battalions as the vanguard, Zhang Mingzhen, the chief military officer of Zhejiang, who was granted the title of the Earl of Zhendong, and the general who was given the seal of the town's Japanese general, at this time wanted to strip off all the cotton armor on his body and serve the country with his heart. The big characters are revealed.

He didn't look back, but he knew that His Highness Jian Guo must be following closely and watching them.

Raise the gun.

Relying on his superb knight skills, Zhang Mingzhen controlled the horse with his legs, but he held a three-eyed gun in each hand, and a matchlock was wrapped around each arm.

The wind is howling and the horses are roaring.

The Tartars are roaring arrogantly and killing without restraint.

Zhang Mingzhen took the lead, and went down the mountain with a fierce tiger, charging straight at the Tartars.

Approach quickly.

This sudden attack, like a flying stab, came suddenly and extremely ferociously, hitting the tartar directly on the back.

This group of Tartar cavalry sailed across the sea directly from the northern part of Hangzhou Bay on a boat, landed in Yuyao, Shaoxing, and was ordered to reconnaissance. Officials who surrendered were killed or fled one after another, and flags were re-established everywhere, but the Tartars still did not take it seriously.

With these [-] riders, who in Ningshaotai can stop them?
Hitting a village that doesn't know how to praise is nothing more than killing chickens and monkeys.

Seeing that it was about to be laid down, he never expected that a group of people would suddenly appear behind him.

"Could it be that I've been ambushed and this stockade is just a bait?" The Tartar white-armored soldiers even had this thought, but quickly shook their heads and drove away.

This is unlikely.

They also just landed, and there was no plan in advance to attack this village.

But this Bai Jia didn't panic, the other side looked like only two or three hundred riders, so he wasn't afraid at all.

He beckoned to his own soldiers, and asked him to blow the horn, so that half of the attacking troops withdrew back.

At this time, he was still unwilling to give up the stronghold he had already entered, and was ready to fight on both sides.

Facing the galloping Mingqi, the white vest dismounted on his own initiative, led the team around him, and directly raised his bow and set up an arrow.

The Jurchens are good at archery. Many people think that the Jurchens mainly focus on riding and shooting. In fact, although the vast majority of Jurchens ride horses, they mainly maneuver on horseback. Their really powerful tactics are maneuvering on horseback, outflanking, and then fighting However, they are often famous for foot combat, especially their bow shooting, which is very good.

The Jurchens have a high rate of armor, and their melee rifles are very fierce.

There are also real Jurchen cavalry, but most of them are used in a concentrated manner. For example, their guard battalions and vanguard battalions are all concentrated under each flag and used as forwards or guards.

On the contrary, the Mongolian Eight Banners still maintain the traditional light cavalry warfare.

The Eight Banners of the Han Army even formed a very fierce firearms unit earlier. Most of the artillery of the Tartars was used by the Eight Banners of the Han Army.

Speaking of which, the Tartars have been fighting for nearly 30 years since Nurhachi raised their troops, and they have indeed formed a very capable army, which is very powerful in all aspects of siege and field warfare.

Especially now that half of the Ming Dynasty has been taken by them, it makes all the Tartars feel invincible and arrogant.

Even in the face of a Ming army that suddenly appeared, they didn't pay attention to it. They even recalled half of the troops madly, preparing to fight on both sides, and they wanted to fight on both sides.

Zhang Mingzhen looked at the dismounted Tartars, but his eyes became colder.

Two three-eye blunderbusses fire cross-fired left and right.

The war horse picked up speed again.

Holding two ignited three-eyed guns, Zhang Mingzhen aimed at the group of Tartars and continued to charge.

Chi Chi's fire wire was burning, and gunpowder smoke blew into his mouth and nose, and this smell made him even more excited.

"Burning with anger, leaning on the railing to rest in the rain!"

"Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement·······"

Zhang Mingzhen actually read Yue Fei's "Man Jianghong" aloud before meeting the enemy!
There was a sound of strings.

The bows and arrows from the Tartars came first, but Zhang Mingzhen still ignored them and rushed forward.

An arrow hit Zhang Mingzhen's arm, but was blocked by his iron arm.

Nearly.

The fire wire finally burned out.

Two three-eyed blunderbusses exploded at close range.

Two bangs, two shots fired.

Behind him, hundreds of three-eyed guns were fired one after another.

The three-eyed blunderbuss is considered to be an extremely backward existence among the fire blunderbusses. Compared with the bird blunderbuss, Lumi blunderbuss, and Thunderbolt blunderbuss, it is far behind, with an extremely short range and low accuracy.

The shape is three bamboo-shaped single guns, each with a small hole on the outside of the tube. When in use, gunpowder is filled in the tube, and finally lead is filled, or directly filled with crushed iron sand, cast iron blocks, steel balls, etc., small A fire rope is added to the hole, and the fire rope is ignited to shoot when in use.

There is a handle at the end of the gun, which can be clipped under the armpit or held with a short handle.

However, this kind of blunderbuss is too backward, with extremely low range and extremely poor accuracy. Generally, it can only be lethal if it is close to the body. Second, the reloading is very slow, and it is almost useless in wind and rain.

However, backward things are not useless. This thing is rough, low in manufacturing cost and fast in production. Of course, he can shoot three times with one shot, and even use it as a mace or iron bone for close combat after shooting. .

For the cavalry, if they fire three guns first, no matter whether they are accurate or not, at least they can gain momentum.

Zhang Mingzhen was even better. He fired both left and right guns at the same time. After one round, he immediately ignited and fired again.

Three rounds of six guns were fired, and the tartar he aimed at, even though he was wearing a mercury armor, was still shot two or three times by him, and he fell to the ground after being beaten, wailing in pain.

After three rounds, the two teams had already collided.

Zhang Mingzhen directly threw out a three-eyed blunderbuss as a flying gun, and then held the other three-eyed blunderbuss in both hands, and swung it fiercely at a tartar who was nocking an arrow.

There was a great shock, and the tartar was thrown into the sky, his jaw was shattered, his teeth flew around, and his eyeballs were knocked out.

Arrows and buckshot were flying.

For a while, people from both teams kept falling.

Hundreds of vanguard cavalry behind Zhang Mingzhen were shot down in an instant, and Zhang Mingzhen also charged into the Tartars with a few feathered arrows, grabbed the three-eyed blunderbuss and smashed them randomly.

The Tartars also aroused fierceness at this time, they did not expect that these bright knights could actually charge in.

But they did not show any weakness, and formed several small square formations, with spears, bows and arrows, and shields, like hedgehogs with spikes.

This made Zhang Mingzhen and other cavalrymen rushing to the front unable to step through them directly. They could only chop along the phalanx. The speed of the cavalry slowed down, allowing the Tartars to find opportunities to shoot with spears and arrows, and shot down many Ming cavalry.

The two armies fought a melee.

The shadows of swords, guns and swords splashed with blood.

Zhang Mingzhen rushed forward, no one dared to retreat.

At this time, Shangshi Zhongying at the head of the city also desperately launched a counterattack, holding back some Tartars.

The two armies fell into a stalemate, but Zhang Mingzhen and the others were relying on their momentary sharpness, if they couldn't get away from the Tartars, they would still be defeated when the Tartars who were turning around surrounded them.

Just now.

The two wings of the Ming army walking in the rear finally rushed to the rear of the battlefield.

With the flag fluttering, Zhenbiao, Yongwei Second Battalion, and Shenji Battalion arrived.

Those bearded and hook-nosed mercenaries of the Shenji Battalion led the recruits to recoil at the front. Among them, the pikemen were all tall and burly, and they managed to maintain a barely formed formation while running with five-meter long guns. , came sprinting.

Behind them, there are mercenaries carrying light arquebus guns. The leather armor on their bodies is lighter than that of pikemen, and they run very fast. Behind them are heavy musketeers, while the artillery team is far behind.

After the pikemen rushed to the battlefield, they stabbed with five-meter long spears, and suddenly the Tartar infantry, which was restraining Zhang Mingzhen's cavalry, couldn't do it.

Against light cavalry, this kind of Tartar infantry formation has an advantage, but it has no advantage against the same infantry spear formation.

When the musketeers also arrived and started firing their guns at them twenty or thirty steps apart, the Tartars finally started to panic.

Matim commanded the musketeers to adopt the turn-in formation. After the first row of musketeers finished shooting, they stood in place to reload, and then the soldiers in the back row advanced to the front of the first row to shoot. In this way, they advanced in turn, and every minute was actually able to Maintain a speed of three to forty meters.

This tactic was originally called the back turn tactic, that is, the front row retreated to the back row after fighting, and the rows retreated while fighting. They could retreat 1 meters in a minute, and always kept a certain distance from the enemy to form a powerful firepower.

But in the current situation, forward tactics are more suitable.

These experienced mercenaries, amidst the rain of arrows and bullets, still lined up to fire their guns with a calm expression, and marched in line.Although the team stood relatively densely, and some people fell down from time to time, they ignored it at all. When one fell down, they filled up the left and right and continued to move forward.

People don't die, they keep walking.

Although the musketeers had weaker armor, they still had pikemen leading the way. They were already relatively safe and had a sufficient output environment. Zhang Mingzhen led the light cavalry in guerrilla attacks, which relieved them a lot of burden.

When Zhu Yihai arrived with the artillery teams of the Houwei Bannerman Battalion and the Shenji Battalion, the battle had already intensified, and it was obvious that the Ming army had completely gained the upper hand.

Old Zhu La passed Nicholas and shouted, "Shoot your little cannons at the Tartars, hit me hard!"

Nikolai's artillery team is all small cannons. Without cannons, small cannons can be pulled and run by horses. Although the power is small, it depends on where it is used.

"Your Highness, please rest assured and watch our performance."

Nicholas pushed his nose, and commanded his artillerymen to remove the Franco cannon from the horse, reload it quickly, and build an artillery position.

Adjust, correct.

Load, aim.

"put!"

After the sub-cannons of the six Franco cannons were loaded, they were quickly filled into the mother cannon barrel, ignited, and fired.

After a few loud bangs, six lead bullets passed over the Ming army and smashed into the Tartar position.

Zhu Yihai held up the binoculars to watch, only one of the six cannonballs was hit, and the small cannonball fell into one of the Tartars' formations, killing two of them immediately. He knocked and broke several tartar legs, then jumped up and took another one away.

Although it didn't have the mighty sputtering effect of the flowering bomb, this thing is also very terrifying. The Tartar formation of dozens of people was smashed out of a big hole all at once.

Nicholas quickly ordered his artillery to correct the position according to the landing point of the first shot.

The gunner over there cleaned the barrel, reloaded and replaced a sub-barrel, and the Fran cannon was in place again.

"put!"

There were six bangs in succession, and this time three out of six, Nicholas, the artillery captain, was indeed professional enough.

At least six or seven people were killed by the Tartars, and more than a dozen were injured.

Matim's firearms team of the Shenji Camp also continued to advance, firing muskets non-stop.

"The Tartars are running!"

Zhang Mingyang, who had been guarding Zhu Yihai all this time, said.

On the battlefield, the arrogant and arrogant Tartars were also stunned. They never expected that the Ming army that suddenly appeared would be so fierce. Not to mention those Qingqi cavalry that are stronger than Guan Ning cavalry, they still fought with so many firearms behind them So sharp, how come there are guns?
Still so accurate?
The leader of the Tartars is also a ruthless person. He knows that he has made a big mistake today. As soon as these Ming troops appear, they should not underestimate the enemy. They should abandon the village first and turn around to meet the enemy, or even retreat temporarily first to avoid their edge and regroup Fight again.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

The Tartars were flanked back and forth, and they couldn't even form a formation in a hurry. The opponent's Qingqi rushed too fast, their firearms fired too hard, and even the pawns were far superior to the Ming army they had encountered before.

How long has it been since you encountered such a hard stubble?

This made him feel as if he had returned to the fierce battle with the Ming army in Liaodong in the early years.

Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more unfavorable, he gritted his teeth and ordered to break out and retreat, and the fight could not continue like this.

When the Tartars heard the order, they got on their horses and fled.

These people were very fierce. Even though they were beaten so embarrassingly, they were still very fierce and did not collapse. They rode their horses and galloped forward.

They were knocked out of the way abruptly.

Zhu Yihai stopped Zhang Mingzhen.

"Don't chase the poor."

Although they had just won a battle, Zhu Yihai, who was watching the whole battle, was able to see clearly from the sidelines. In this battle, they played five thousand against six hundred.

Now that the Tartars had cut off their tails to survive, they only had a few hundred cavalry here. Zhang Mingzhen really couldn't gain the advantage after chasing them.

"It's not bad to be able to tear off a large piece of meat from a tartar, don't worry."

"Just send a team of Yebushuo to keep an eye on them. I believe there is always a chance. If we find an opportunity, we will kill them again."

Zhu Yihai was not dazzled by the victory. After all, he was a new army. He was secretly shocked by the fighting power of the Tartars just now. down.

Although there were over a hundred casualties, they were still allowed to break out. This performance was far superior to that of the Ming army. Faced with this situation, Zhu Yihai did not have the confidence to say that he could do this.

"Clean the battlefield first, treat the wounded soldiers, and capture the defeated soldiers."

"Your Highness, Huang Zongxi, Feng Jingdi, Wantai, Lu Yuding, the leaders of the Shizhong Battalion Volunteers in Meishan Village request to see you!"

"Lu Yuding from Ningbo?" Zhu Yihai remembered this one of the six crazy students in Ningbo whom he had interviewed. This person was Qian Sule's friend. Before, Zhu Yihai gave him the same background as a Jinshi and granted him the title of Pedestrian Division Pedestrian, but he refused to be an official. Unexpected here.

"It's Mr. Lu. He is good friends with Huang Zongxi and Feng Jingdi from Fushe. He came here to set up this Shizhong Camp. He was recruiting soldiers here. Unexpectedly, the Tartars suddenly attacked. Fortunately, His Highness arrived, otherwise today It will be unpredictable."

The name Huang Zongxi is very familiar to Zhu Yihai. He and Gu Yanwu are one of the four great thinkers in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties listed in the history books of junior high school. Also great.

They are also well-known elders of the Ming Dynasty.

The former Zhang Huangyan, the current Huang Zongxi, and Zhu Yihai did not expect to meet on this occasion.

"Today's defeat of the Tartars was a great joy to the hearts of the people. I was even more delighted to meet Huang and Feng Zhu's loyal patriots. Please hurry up!"

Although Zhu Yihai has always disliked the Donglin Party and Fushe, at this moment, he is also very aware of the huge influence of Donglin and Fushe among the people, and he needs the support of these scholars.

What's more, these few are rare real gentlemen in Donglin and Fushe that Zhu Yihai admires and praises, so they should be treated more favorably.

"Cut off all the heads of the Tartars." Zhu Yihai specifically confessed.

"Don't take any prisoners, don't leave anyone alive, they'll all be cut off." At the end, he added another sentence.

All the generals took the order without any objection, no matter the real Tartar or the second Tartar, they should be killed.

(End of this chapter)