serious man in the red chamber

Chapter 167
Facing the black muzzle of the Han army camp, the soldiers of the firearms camp did not have the slightest fear, and marched forward in a neat formation.

As they got closer, beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of many soldiers of the Han Army camp. Many people's minds went blank and their hands began to tremble. Then the second and third floors opened fire without waiting for the military order.

A cloud of gunpowder smoke billowed up, before reaching the distance of armor penetration, only more than a hundred firecrackers who had been hit in the head by stray bullets fell down.

At two hundred paces, there was no accuracy at all, and the gunners of the Han army battalion fired indiscriminately in a panic, which did not cause any damage to the gun battalion at all, and interrupted the continuous output of firepower.Taking advantage of the Han army
All the battalions were busy lowering their heads to load ammunition, and the firearms battalion also quickened their pace. Before the second wave of bullets hit, they rushed within 150 steps.

"put!"

With an order, the Han army camp started shooting again. With the sound of firecracker salvos, hundreds of firecracker soldiers fell down. Although this distance is not easy to break armor, the high-speed rotating projectiles hitting the body will cause great damage. The impact force, hitting the heart and other parts, will still kill people.

The blunderbussmen of the Yongwei camp still gritted their teeth and charged forward with their blunderbusses in their hands, and the blunderbussmen behind them would automatically fill in the vacant seats in the front row.

Finally, the sound of war drums came from behind the army formation, and they were attacked by another wave of bullets. The firecrackers of the Yongwei Battalion began to counterattack. A two-mile-long smoke zone appeared on the road.

The gunners of the Han army camp on the opposite side fell in pieces. The first row of gunmen was more than half dead or injured. The rest of the gunners were a little sluggish and hadn't reacted yet. The third wave, the fourth wave, in the blink of an eye, the gunners in the first row were swept away, and the second row was also heavily damaged.

Both the Han Army Camp and the Yongwei Camp use self-generating firecrackers, which are also paper shell ammunition. However, in terms of reloading speed, the Han Army Camp cannot compare with the Yongwei Camp, which has experienced many battles, especially in terms of shooting accuracy.

Fortunately, there are [-] gunners in the Han army camp, and they can be replenished immediately.

All of this was seen by Yong Qi. The Raksha people did not defeat the cavalry in Datong and Xuanfu as soon as expected, but fell into a difficult and fierce battle. He was really worried that the Han army camp would not be able to hold it.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at King Zhasaktu Khan, and then frowned, the opponent actually left the army formation and appeared on the rear flank of the Raksha people, and immediately whispered a few words to the guards behind him.

Behind the Manchu and Qing Allied Forces
Carriages and mules loaded with ammunition were slowly heading towards the Chahar Grassland.

Xue Pan took the lead and led a group of two Tartars in front.

Suddenly, the officer of the Ertars reined in the reins and shouted, "Stop!"

Xue Pan was startled secretly, turned his horse's head, and asked curiously, "Why did it stop?"

The officer didn't even look at Xue Pan, and asked the other two Tartars, "Did you hear the shouts of killing?"

All the Ertars turned their heads sideways and their ears pricked up.

"Did you hear that?"

"No."

"No."

"I didn't hear either."

None of the dozen or so people heard.

The officer's face darkened, he looked at Xue Pan again, and asked coldly, "Are you sure you didn't go in the wrong direction?"

Xue Pan pretended to be shocked, hurriedly took out the map from his pocket, looked at it carefully, and then replied: "That's right."

With a cold snort, the officer stared at Xue Pan, and said coldly: "Don't try to deceive me by looking at me because I don't understand. The camp is only a dozen miles away from the battlefield, and it's almost an hour. Didn’t you hear the shouts of killing?”

Xue Pan stared at the sky for a while, then said: "This means we have won the battle."

The officer: "Fart! There are more than [-] men in Zhou's army, and they are all fucking elites. They defeated them in an hour. You are fucking fooling me!"

Xue Pan: "Don't worry, don't worry, listen to me. Maybe we deviated from the direction, but don't worry, we just go back. Or we wait here and send someone to find the army?"

The officer sneered: "You better not play tricks, or I will kill you alive." After speaking, he ordered two of them: "You two go to find the way." He pointed at him.

"Hey!" The two Tatars galloped away.

"die!"

With a scream, Liu Kun cut off the head of one Rakshasa man, and slashed another Rakshasa man on the back with his backhand. .

Liu Kun was also hacked more than a dozen times. Fortunately, he was wearing double armor, so he was fine.

Panting heavily, Ivanov, relying on his good horsemanship, escaped the siege of several cavalrymen from the Guards Battalion. From the corner of his eyes, there were fewer and fewer Rakshasa cavalry around, and the Rakshasa who were still alive They were all being besieged by the cavalry of the Zhou army. The opponent was wearing double armor, and they used the dense formation to stick to their own side.

At this moment, their proud riding skills and close combat became a joke.

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Ivanov's mouth, how could this be?

On the other side, the Han army camp was fiercely attacked by the firearms battalion. After several rounds of mutual shooting, the two rows of firearms players in the front of the Han army camp had changed. If the lives of the family members were not in the hands of the Qing people, they would have turned around a long time ago. I ran for my life.

"put!"

"shooting!"

With the deafening sound of gunfire, both sides had gunfire soldiers fell down, but the casualties of the Han army camp were often several times that of the firearms camp.

Under the banner, Yong Qi looked at all this with a livid face, suppressed the anger in her heart, and turned her eyes to the cavalry battlefield, and could no longer suppress the anger in her heart, cursing: "Trash! Idiot!"

The guard commander screamed: "Young master, look at the Han barracks!"

Yong Qi raised her clairvoyance to look, her face turned pale immediately, and she murmured: "How could it be?"

I saw a group of gunmen from the Zhou army marching forward and firing at the same time. After the first row fired, the second row stepped forward, followed by the third row, and the fourth row, firing alternately. They were about to attack the front of the Han army camp. , Beating the Chinese army in the Han camp helpless.

The surrounding Eight Banners generals looked at each other, and they all understood that the Han army camp might collapse at any time.

There were fewer and fewer gunners in the front row, and the Zhou army was getting closer and closer, and the Han army camp all shouted hoarsely: "Hold it, fight back!"

"Quickly, bring up the sword and shield!"

Before he could say a word, a Deputy Commander came over with sweat on his head: "My lord, the ammunition is almost running out!"

Dutong was puzzled: "What's going on?"

Vice President: "It should have been delivered half an hour ago."

All were stunned for a moment, and said angrily, "Hurry up and look for it!"

"Sir, my lord!" The voice of the deputy capital was trembling, "We lost, the Chinese army lost."

Du Tong turned around and looked, his whole body trembled immediately, the Chinese army collapsed, thousands of gunners rushed to the rear like a tide, and the attacking Zhou army gunners were attacking the Han army camp gunners on the left and right flanks .

At this moment, there was a strong wind blowing in front of him, and there was a hint of rain in the chilly wind, and then a drop of raindrops fell on his face, which made him tremble all over.

Then, drops of raindrops fell on the ground sparsely, and in an instant, the entire battlefield was covered in torrents of rain.

Dutong looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, help me! Come on, let the Sword and Shield Battalion go up, and repel the Zhou army's firecrackers!"

A downpour did save the Han camp. The left and right wings that were about to collapse got a chance to breathe and stabilized again.

The collapsed thousands of Chinese troops also began to retreat, and under the command of the officers, launched an attack on the attacking Zhou army. The Han army camps on the left and right flanks also moved quickly, trying to cooperate with the Chinese army to wipe out this group of people who had escaped from the large army. Zhou Jun fire gun soldiers.

However, what surprised them was that instead of retreating, this group of Zhou troops attacked them.

The firecrackers from the old battalion gave a loud shout, and charged at the besieging Han army camp with muskets equipped with bayonets. The densely packed bayonets made people feel terrified. In the blink of an eye, several blood holes appeared on the barracks gunner's body, and blood spurted wildly.

As soon as the two armies fought, the Han camp suffered a great loss. At this time, the Sword and Shield Camp finally arrived.

The Sword and Shield Battalion charged over from the side. Seeing the sword and shield fighters rushing up, the old battalion immediately changed its formation. The three firecrackers formed a stabbing formation one by one, with one in the center and two on both sides. This formation can not only guarantee Offense can also guarantee defense, and the waist knives in the hands of the sword and shield soldiers cannot reach the firecrackers of the old battalion.

With the continuous stabbing of the bayonet, the swordsmen and shields kept falling to the ground, and the old battalion kept fighting, making those swordsmen retreat steadily.

The commander of the Han army camp was in a hurry, and he shouted sharply: "Hold on! Don't retreat!"

However, his order had no effect, and the sword and shield soldiers who were terrified of being killed broke up in an instant, and he himself was surrounded by the broken soldiers and retreated.

At this moment, the voice of Mingjin withdrawing troops came from behind the old battalion.

(End of this chapter)