Haisheng Mingdi

Chapter 97
Both Ji Shiha and Li Yuchun chose to continue the assault, and at this time they were very close to the Mayaohu camp. Even if they were discovered and intercepted by the Ming army, there was no reason for them to give up.

Although some soldiers and horses were lost in the attack, the damage was not serious. They still believed that their thousand cavalry were still unstoppable by those false thieves.

Fantasizing about beheading generals and capturing the flag, and taking down the false admiral in one fell swoop, the tens of thousands of bandits and rioters around here will naturally all be defeated. This great achievement can be achieved, and who is willing to give up.

The two cavalry continued to gallop towards their destination, and encountered several Ming troops intercepting them along the way, but they failed to stop them, and instead strengthened their determination.

at last.

Ma Yao Lake is in sight.

At this time, a white belly appeared in the east, and the sky was slightly brightened.

The handsome flag of Admiral Jiangnan fluttered high in the morning wind.

Drums and horns sounded.

A Ming army slowly emerged from the morning mist with neat steps.

A large number of armored soldiers approached slowly, pushing shield carts and holding spears, with flags fluttering behind them, archers, musketeers, shields, spears, big axes, warhammers, all kinds of arms, and even light cavalry appeared on both sides.

Behind those heavily armed elite soldiers, there seemed to be chariots emerging slowly, with cannons on them?
Li Yuchun and Ji Shiha, who had just gathered at the front of the Ming camp by the Mayao Lake, looked at each other with horror in their eyes. The Ming army is so strict and has such a military appearance?

"The numbers are not many." Li Yuchun cheered himself up like this, "Go all out and break through them."

Ji Shiha also showed a dignified expression. At this time, there were horns again and again in the rear. In the white mist, the flag loomed, and another row of soldiers and horses appeared, blocking their retreat.

The sound of the horn continued, and on the lake and in the ditch, Ruan Jin, Zhang Mingbin and others led boats of all sizes and wooden platoons full of soldiers to gather.

Seeing this situation, Ji Shiha gritted his teeth and dismounted first, and drew out his bow and arrow.

Li Yuchun looked at Yan Wogong with murderous eyes.

Yan Wogong hurriedly said, "The students have been persuading the army to retreat just now."

Li Yuchun gritted his teeth and drew out his knife, "Follow me, don't be hacked by thieves."

At this time, the two thieves both thought that they could only continue to break through the Pseudo-Ming Shuai camp, otherwise they would be in trouble today.

Ji Shiha led the Tartar cavalry and infantry to dismount and gather in formation, drawing their bows and shooting forcefully, but this time the sharp bows and arrows roared away, but they did not cause much damage when they landed in the Ming army formation.

Shield chariots, shields, as well as helmets and armors, all protected against many arrows.

Ji Shiha shot several arrows in a row, but seeing that the effect was not good, he put down his bow and drew a few short spears from the saddle, and all the Tartars followed suit.

In the twilight, hundreds of captive soldiers raised their arms vigorously and threw short spears one after another. These spears were much more powerful than bows and arrows. Suddenly, a burst of spears penetrated into the Ming army's position, and they screamed again and again. , the soldiers of the Ming army in the front row fell down a large piece.

Even holding a shield and wearing armor, facing these roaring powerful spears, many people were shot and fell to the ground. Those who were shot in the vital parts were killed immediately, and those who were shot in the shoulders and legs were bleeding profusely, screaming. Again and again.

"die!"

Ji Shiha immediately raised a spear and threw it vigorously, followed by a third one.

Three shots were thrown, and the front row of the Ming army, which was well-organized just now, was staggering, and even the morale was already unstable.

In the formation of the Ming army, Zhang Mingzhen, the commander-in-chief of the Zhejiang admiral, watched all this calmly, and he remained indifferent as each soldier fell in front of him.

Kindness does not hold soldiers.

It is common for people to bleed to death on the battlefield.

He didn't say a word, and the drummer and trumpeter around him continued to beat the drum according to the order, ordering the soldiers to continue to advance with the drum.

After the Tartars made three shots and began to pick up the spear and lay it flat, Zhang Mingzhen finally spoke.

"Stop advancing, raise your shield, raise your gun!"

Drum horn banner heralds.

After three shots, the Tartars were about to charge with spears. This was a very ferocious charge. If this wave could not be stopped, the army would collapse.

Zhang Mingzhen drew his sword, "One beheaded will be rewarded with ten taels of silver!"

"Take a step back and cut!"

As long as they withstood the ferocious impact of the enemy, then the rest would be nothing more than a war of attrition.

"Tiger!"

Zhang Mingzhen took the lead in shouting.

"Tiger, tiger, tiger!"

The Zhejiang soldiers shouted three times to the tiger!
After the glorious three-call tiger passed, the carriages of the gun carts in the formation were opened and lowered, revealing the Francophones and tiger squatting guns on the car. The magic machine gunners squatting on the car had already completed loading.

As the box panel fell, they quickly adjusted the direction of the muzzle, and then raised the fire to ignite the primer.

Bang bang bang booming, accompanied by shouts of tigers and tigers, launched a counterattack horn against the heavy armored infantry of the Tartars rushing over.

Immediately afterwards, the gunners behind the shield also opened fire.

Then the archers.

Immediately afterwards, the sword players and spearmen also raised their short spears and began to throw them vigorously.

The tartars like to strike first, while Zhang Mingzhen likes to be second-handed, so it doesn't matter if they charge first, it's more ruthless to shoot close.

The volley of guns, guns, bows and arrows, coupled with the throwing of spears and axes by the infantry, this round of fierce attacks exerted a more violent killing effect than the Qing army just now.

The Ming army still had tall shield chariots blocking the front just now, and they raised their shields in formation to defend against many spears and bows.

But now the Qing army is rushing forward. Although they have cotton armor and some people are carrying shields, they are not as defensive as the Ming army just now.Throwing guns, guns and axes is close at hand.

The first few rows of Tartars were knocked down almost immediately.

Pieces of Tartars fell down, and the corpses were spread all over the floor.

Almost at the same time, Zhang Jinjue and Zhu Dingguo, the generals under Zhang Mingzhen's command, held a steel whip and a bronze mace, and rushed out first while wearing full-body armor and roaring. Behind them, there were teams of knife and poker players.

These sword and shield soldiers are elite veterans, the elite of the army, with a shield in one hand and a Qi family knife in one hand, and short spears and axes on their backs. They are the trump cards of close combat and the machines of the windlass.

The Qing army in the back row continued to charge forward with their spears.

At this time, there is no retreat.

Even if the front row keeps falling down, they can only continue to charge, or they can tear open an opening in front of the Ming army formation, charge in, chop him off on his back, smash his army formation, and then take advantage of the victory to chase and defeat all Ming troops.

Or they will be flanked back and forth today, and will be completely annihilated here.

The Tartars rushed forward fiercely, not paying attention to the rear.

With this method of warfare, they used to fight from outside the pass to the center of the pass, from Youyan to Wuyue, and never missed.

But today, the opponent they encountered was extremely fierce.

Zhang Jinjue and Zhu Dingguo took the lead in charging, and the sword and shield soldiers jumped and slashed among countless spearmen.

Hundreds of Qing troops were still charging with spears, marching against the interception of sword and shield soldiers.

Finally, the two armies collided.

The long spears collided, and the sharp spearheads slammed into the opponent's body fiercely.

Stab, continue to stab, keep stabbing, as long as it is not dead, the moving spear will continue to mechanically repeat the stabbing action.

Zhang Jinjue and Zhang Jinjue, with their swords and shields, kept their bodies low. Under the countless spear forests in front of the two sides, they swung their knives and hacked, chopping legs, stabbing waists, and chopping hands. It is they, sword and shield hands with short soldiers, who can come and go more freely under the spear forest.

Zhang Mingzhen stood under the flag, staring at it motionless.

The front row was swaying, swaying, and slowly stabilized. The Franco machine guns and tiger squatting guns in the rear were still bombarding non-stop. .

"Tiger Tiger Tiger!"

There were three more sounds of tigers, but the Ming army behind the Tartars finally approached and began to shout tigers three times, and then shot three spears at the Tartars' buttocks, followed by a salvo of bows and arrows, and then stabbed randomly with long spears.

After an offensive as fierce as a tiger and as fast as a dragon, the Tartars who were only rushing forward to kill were blocked in front of the shield chariot and gun forest screamed again and again, unable to tear through the front line of defense, but were stabbed in the back again.

Had to turn around from the rear and face the enemy on both sides.

"The Tartars are tenacious."

"Yeah, Thief Li's side is much worse. You see, I can't hold it anymore and want to run away."

"Hmph, no chance."

The sky gradually brightened, and the situation on the battlefield gradually became clear.

Although the Tatar cavalry were fierce, they could not gallop on the battlefield they were on. They got off their horses and wanted to fight on foot, but the number was too small. The two troops totaled a thousand troops, and a hundred or so were lost on the way. The troops were also forced to fight each other.

Four to five hundred people are indeed too few to put on the battlefield.

There is no room for flickering.

However, Zhu Yihai had already dispatched his main force here, and eight thousand soldiers surrounded and attacked from all sides, especially after adding a batch of guns, armor, bows and arrows newly escorted by Chen Qianfu, Zhu Yihai's troops became more sturdy.

Waiting for work with leisure, occupying the right time, place and people.

Zhu Yihai's Ming army has a lot of new recruits, and their explosive power is good. The weakness is that they lack endurance and toughness. However, the Ming army is completely dominant in the current battlefield. With this explosive force alone, the Tartars who have already fought can't hold their heads up at all.

Li Yuchun's troops were the first to start panicking. After all, these traitor troops were castrated and bloodless. After fighting for a while, the huge casualties had already frightened them out of courage.

Even Li Yuchun didn't care about the frequent horn and flag greetings from Lord Manchuria, and he refused to approach at all. He only wanted to move to the side of the battlefield, looking for a chance to break out and escape.

At this moment, Mr. Yan saw Li Yuchun's thoughts, held up a shield in front of him, and persuaded Li Yuchun loudly, "General, it is not too late, please make a decision quickly, and break through quickly."

Li Yuchun wanted to run, but he was still a little hesitant, now that Ji Shiha and the others had attracted the main firepower of the Ming army, if he ran away, Ji Shiha and the others would never even think about escaping.

But if you don't run, the opportunity is fleeting, and you may not be able to escape.

"The adults of Manchuria are under siege..."

My father Yan approached him and lowered his voice, "When is the military gate still in charge? If we don't run away, we have to explain it here. As long as we go back, the military gate will put all the responsibility on them. Said that they underestimated the enemy and wanted to win, and insisted on attacking despite dissuasion, and everyone was besieged..."

"General, the life left is real, and everything else is false,"

"The dead don't speak."

Li Yuchun gritted his teeth with a ferocious expression on his face, "Withdraw!"

Dead Daoist friends do not die poor Daoists!
(End of this chapter)