Win the Ding 1617

"fire!"

It seemed that at the same time, there was a deafening cannon fire, a large cloud of smoke rose, and the howling shells rolled towards the formation of the Model Brigade on the opposite side.Especially for those six-pound guns, after using the flick supports, they fired more than a dozen large and small shells in one shot, and the scene was even more spectacular.

Just now, he watched dozens of old battalion elite riders with full sets of Nanban equipment being cut off by a group of guys riding on their horses. Zhang Xianzhong was so angry that he was a little furious. He didn't care about the equipment worth hundreds of silver dollars on everyone. Instead, he felt sorry for the dozens of elites who had followed him from north to south, and gradually gathered under him after countless cruel battles. They were lost like this, which really made him unwilling.

Watching the cavalry of the Model Brigade pull dozens of horses, swords, guns and armor into the camp, and then go back and forth between the two armies to cover their own troops marching out of the camp one by one, Zhang Xianzhong held back for the time being. Containing the anger in his heart, he ordered Zhang Kewang in a low voice, "Call up our artillery team and prepare to bombard these donkeys!"

From the day when Xiying bombarded the camp of white soldiers with artillery, this artillery team became Zhang Xianzhong's darling. Zhang Dingguo, who was the first to suggest buying cannons, was also praised severely by Zhang Xianzhong in front of everyone. Several times, and appointed him to command the artillery.This inadvertently aroused Zhang Kewang's jealousy. This time Zhang Xianzhong came to clean up this desperate army team in a rage. Zhang Kewang took advantage of the opportunity that Zhang Dingguo was left in the old camp to watch the house and won the command of the artillery team.

The ten cannons were dragged by the old camp with thirty mules and horses as treasures. The gunners adjusted the muzzles and loaded the shells under the cover of the crowd. With Zhang Kewang waving the command flag, accompanied by his voice Loudly, a six-pounder gun shook violently, and a two-foot-long flame was ejected from the muzzle, followed by thick smoke.The strong recoil made the two-wheeled gun mounts take a big step back,

In the deafening cannon fire.Big round iron balls viciously smashed towards the formation of the Model Brigade.

According to the experience of the soldiers of the Western Camp in using artillery, such a round of artillery fire falling on the army formation would definitely cause a lot of chaos and commotion.The officers and soldiers who felt that the cannonball would fall on their heads ran away even more, no matter whether he was an officer or an ordinary soldier.

Zhang Xianzhong twitched his slightly yellow beard, looking forward to the moment when the army on the opposite side fell into chaos and collapsed, and then he swung his troops to cover up the past.

The first wave of artillery shells smashed into the array at the forefront of the Model Brigade in an instant.But the effect of this wave of shells was not as good as the Eight Great Kings imagined.The shells hit the ground and flew into the array.The lethal effect of running and jumping was not brought into full play. There was no other reason. It had just rained here, and the ground was covered with mud made by the rain. On this muddy and slippery ground, the lethality of the shells was naturally conceivable. And know.

A cannonball bounced on the ground, rushed dozens of steps, and took away one person's head and two people's arms.There were also seven or eight people's thighs and calves, leaving a bloody ballistic trace in the array of the model brigade, leaving blood everywhere and a long howling sound.

However, the formation of the Model Brigade remained largely unchanged!

Seeing the model brigade formation lined up in several rows with a distance of three to five steps between rows, Zhang Xianzhong couldn't help tearing off a few beards, "Donkey ball! It's really a bit evil!"

same.Zhang Kewang was also closely watching the whereabouts and killing effects of the shells.However, after the cannon was ejected, it was a pity that the group of people concentrated on the shelling effect. Although the officers and soldiers on the opposite side were also injured, there was a commotion in the army formation, but they were generally fine.The army formation is still tight.

On this kind of soft, muddy and slippery ground, the jumping ability of the shells is not high after landing, and unless they hit directly, the lethality is not as good as that of bows and arrows.

Only one six-pound cannon had a good shooting effect. The six-pound bullet directly knocked the cavalry soldiers of the two model brigades to the ground. In the chest of a spearman not far away.A huge blood hole was opened in his body.The rest, a dozen or so small bullets flew in all directions, bouncing back and forth among the pikemen's formation, directly hitting a path of blood.

"Xiaowang! Don't fire! These guys are not white soldiers! Not to mention those Sichuan soldiers!" Zhang Xianzhong's observation of the army's combat effectiveness can be described as insightful, and he can tell at a glance that the so-called model brigade in front of him is definitely not what he encountered in the past. The official army can be compared.

Under the order of the Eight Great Kings, Ma Yuanli, Zhang Kewang and others began to adjust their deployment, and the soldiers of the Western Camp were called out one after another and formed a dense formation in front of the formation.Standing at the front, about [-] archers, also lined up in four rows, all of them were bronze-tired and iron-armed bows in their hands, with three-edged steel arrowheads resting on the rawhide bowstrings.

Although these archers are not the elite of the old battalion, they have also experienced the test of battle in the battle against Zhang Ling and the Baigan soldiers a few days ago, so they cannot be said to be rookies.They wear cotton armor that was eliminated by the old battalion soldiers. Although they are not as good as those old battalion infantrymen and elite cavalry wearing Nanban steel armor with extinct knives hanging from their waists and mourning guns in their hands, their combat capabilities are no better than those who were just killed. Among the [-] Sichuan soldiers they were defeated and lost, Jia Dingcha could at least draw a tie.

Behind the two thousand archers, there are two thousand spearmen in Nanman armor. After the archers shot two or three arrows, they began to charge the Model Brigade's formation with their one-foot-five-foot-long spears.

On both sides of these pikemen, there are more than a thousand elite cavalry from the old battalion. Not only do each soldier wear a Southern barbarian army, but they also have cotton armor or chain mail inside.Each of the fine riders held a long spear, a hard bow on their backs, a quiver full of feathered arrows, and a very sharp Juehu knife hung beside the saddle.They had to follow behind and on both sides of these infantry, first to supervise the battle, and second, to pounce on the Model Brigade when there were signs of chaos and collapse, and use the spear blades in their hands to bleed the Model Brigade.

And beside Zhang Xianzhong, there were four or five hundred soldiers, all holding long knives or spears in their hands, with firecrackers slung across their backs, and ocher-red cowhide medicine boxes hanging on their chests. behind.

Almost at the same time, the drums of the Model Brigade were also beating fiercely, and several battalion officers shouted in unison: "Forward!"

Immediately, nearly [-] gunfire soldiers from the Model Brigade marched in formation like a wall, facing the black banner of the Xiying Peasant Army on the opposite side, and pressed them over.

"Go up!" Zhang Xianzhong yanked down a beard in his hand, and Zhang Kewang next to him immediately waved the command flag.The troops of Xiying began to face the way of the Model Brigade!

Behind the dense crowd of archers, there are layers of long spears like forests, and there are flags of various colors densely like a forest in each queue.

"go ahead!"

The two sides got closer and closer, and amidst the sound of orderly footsteps, the armor and weapons of the other side, the red tassels on the top of the helmet fluttering in the wind, and even the distorted and hideous expressions on the faces of the soldiers from all sides could be seen clearly.

"Stop!"

The beat of the drums used to adjust the pace stopped.Less than 120 steps away from the peasant army, the officers of the model brigade ordered to stop.Immediately, the orderly footsteps of the firecrackers stopped.

"Gunner, check the powder!"

As early as the formation, the firecrackers had already loaded their fixed paper tube ammunition.At this time, amidst the shouts of the officers one after another, the densely packed firecrackers pulled off the caps of the muzzles, took out the cork, and carefully checked the condition of the gunpowder in their firecrackers again.

"Light the match!"

A piece of torch is lit with sound.

"Front row ready, ready to shoot!"

The densely packed firecrackers turned down, and there were more than 600 firecrackers standing in the front row.They were all Xiying soldiers who pointed their black muzzles at the front.

Although the team on the Model Brigade stopped, the Xiying team on the opposite side was still advancing slowly and chaotically towards the south. The two thousand archers were lined up in four rows, and the five hundred archers in the front had slowly put their hands on the ground. The hard bow is drawn, and it can be diffused only after the superior's military order is issued.Behind the archers, the pikemen are in rows of 100 or 200.They lined up in more than ten dense layers, held their spears flat and waited for the archers in front to suppress the Ming army, then they charged forward in formation.

Looking down from the air, the black heads on both sides are getting closer and closer, one hundred steps, ninety steps, eighty steps, seventy steps!

Wang Xingguo, the three kites who commanded the archers, waved his right hand. "Let the arrow!"

Five hundred arrows with three-edged steel arrowheads were fired by rawhide bowstrings and copper-tired iron-armed bows, and went straight to the model brigade firearms seventy steps away!After a muffled sound and a short cry, dozens of firearms soldiers from the model brigade fell into a pool of blood. The soldiers next to them just took a look, then turned their heads quickly, and just aimed at the West Camp rushing in front of them. Soldier.

The firecrackers in the second row trotted a few steps to the front row to fill the gaps, and the auxiliary soldiers in the battalion rushed over from behind the row.The wounded and the dead were carried away to the doctor for examination and treatment.

Wang Xingguo saw that the archers in the second row had already reached about sixty paces, and was about to order the archers in the second row to shoot their arrows, but he only heard a crisp horn being blown vigorously in the opposite row!

In an instant, the sound of firecrackers sounded like bursting beans, and the archers here saw a burst of flames suddenly in front of them, and then a cloud of smoke rose from behind the flames. There was a blood mist, and then they screamed and rolled on the ground.

The dense projectiles and powerful lethality made Wang Xingguo stunned for a moment. What kind of firecrackers did the officers and soldiers use, so powerful?

With the sound of metal clattering, the first row of firecrackers here immediately turned around and retreated after firing once, making way for the brothers behind to shoot.They quickly pulled out their sticks, cleaned the barrels, and reloaded the fixed-load paper cartridge ammunition.Their movements are dazzling to outsiders, but they are very familiar with their words. It doesn't take long at all, and some people can load ammunition without even looking at their gun barrels.

"Fire!"

The gunners in the second row pulled the trigger amidst the battalion officer's command, and another burst of fierce flames shot out, and the archers in the west camp fifty steps away spurted out blood mist again, staggering one by one. Knocked to the ground.

This distance is exactly the shooting range of the firecrackers stipulated by the Southern Guangdong Army, and it is the effective range of the firecrackers. It is a pity that most of these soldiers are recruits recruited and trained in Sichuan, and they cannot achieve the same level as the Southern Guangdong Army and the veterans of the Model Brigade. The level of firing is only ten steps away.But at such a distance, the lethality of these Xiying archers who only had one piece of cotton armor eliminated was overwhelming.Many people were beaten to death, bleeding arrows spurted out from the chest, and they were thrown out by the force of the bullets.

Sudden strong firepower hit, in such a scene, whether it was the archers in front or the pikemen in the rear, all of them were stunned, watching the platoon of the officers and soldiers on the opposite side go off again and again.

Amidst the sound of gunfire, the first wave of archers was wiped out.There were not many left in the second row, and most of the casualties in the third row, only the archers in the fourth row were still holding hard bows in their hands and staring blankly at the front.

At this moment, there was another orderly shout from the model brigade on the opposite side. Seeing that the firecrackers over there were raised in a dark manner, some lucky archers in front of them escaped several rounds of firecrackers in a mess. I can no longer bear the fear in my heart.They cried out.Throwing the bow and arrow in his hand, he turned his head and fled backwards.

Pikemen behind.Many of them were local bandits, poles, white pole soldiers, and officers and soldiers gathered by Zhang Xianzhong after he entered Sichuan. Their combat effectiveness and cohesion were much worse than those of the veterans in the Western Camp.It's okay to fight with the wind, but in the face of the sudden cruel blow, I was already terrified. Seeing the archers in front fleeing back, they were still shouting, lest others would not hear them. With a sound of "boom", the pikemen's formation exploded.

The rout soldiers let out bursts of heart-rending screams, and they collapsed in a blink of an eye.Flee like a tide.

Suddenly, another frightening trumpet sounded, and then a trumpet cannon flew into the sky, followed by the roar of thousands of people in unison, and the earth-shattering shouts of killing sounded.

Numerous officers and soldiers of the model brigade, holding their spears flat, rushed towards the west camp from south to north at a slow but firm pace. The voices of thousands of people finally merged into one: "Kill the bandits!"

The cheers and shouts of the officers and soldiers in front of him were like heaven and earth falling apart, and Zhang Xianzhong's heart felt tense after hearing it.The four rounds of firecracker shooting just now had already beaten his heart to pieces.Following their shouts, spears rose up like a sea of ​​forest in the distance, and bursts of cold light glowed from the tip of the spears, undulating like waves in the sun.

"Father! The idea is tough! Get out of the water!"

In desperation, Zhang Kewang uttered nonsense, pulled the reins of Zhang Xianzhong's horse and was about to retreat towards Liangshan County.This behavior of his made Zhang Xianzhong very dissatisfied, he swung his whip in his hand and hit his helmet hard.

"You are Lao Tzu's adopted son. You grew up beside me and know my temper. I will never run away. You can figure it out. If you are afraid of death, leave me and surrender to the army; if you are not afraid of death, go and drive the turtle sons away Stay away, if you are my son, drive these bastards back for me! I'm not going anywhere!"

After scolding, Zhang Xianzhong simply jumped off his horse.He ordered the soldiers to loosen the saddle and girth, and looked at Zhang Kewang with an expression of being here.

"Father, don't worry! My son will definitely block this group of officers and soldiers!"

Seeing Zhang Kewang's determination to fight, Zhang Xianzhong was very satisfied. However, he called Zhang Kewang and whispered a few words in his ear. Kewang immediately nodded in understanding, got on his horse and led hundreds of cavalry to charge up.

The sound of horseshoes sounded, and a large team of horses also rushed from the other side of the river, stirring up pieces of river water.The smoke and dust billowed, and there seemed to be a dense crowd of horses running down from the mountainous area on the north side, and from several directions, they rushed towards the charge formation of the Model Brigade.

"Kill the officers and soldiers!"

Huge clouds of smoke and dust rose, and the sight was densely packed with spears and banners of the Peasant Army, but it was Zhang Dingguo and Luo Rucai who had stayed behind in Liangshan County and arrived to recruit reinforcements!

"Father handsome!"

"Jingxuan, I heard that nephew Ning Yuxian was afraid that you would lose something, so he and our old Cao brought 1 people here!"

The arrival of reinforcements from Xiying and Caoying made Wu Biao burst into laughter, "It's just in time!"

Seeing Zhang Kewang pull out dozens of deserters rushing to the front among the defeated crowd and chop them up, threatening those pikemen to turn around and face the enemy with a knife that was still dripping blood, Luo Rucai couldn't help but praise him for his decision to kill , is a good hand.

Zhang Xianzhong didn't say much, but his eyes were full of sly smiles, and he stroked his beard and followed Zhang Kewang and the hundreds of cavalry he led.

A leader of the original Sichuan local bandits who commanded 50 people rushed a little slower, and was shot through the armor from behind by the old battalion cavalry who was supervising the formation. He fell in front of his subordinates, "Which donkey ball doesn't work hard! This is a role model!"

One after another, the local bandits and pole leaders from Sichuan were under the hands of Zhang Kewang and his subordinates in various ways. First, they urged these newly attached people to go forward desperately, and second, they also wanted to disrupt these soldiers. The establishment and interpersonal relationship laid the foundation for the subsequent complete annexation.

The sun slowly slanted westward, shining on the top of Liangshan Mountain not far away, and the scenery became more and more desolate, majestic, dignified and chilling. At this moment, the ground of Jinji Town was full of gunpowder smoke, and the sound of killing shook the sky.Madness and blood are displayed here to the fullest.

Although the two old battalions desperately supervised the battle.From time to time, a cavalry team of hundreds of people was organized to attack the army formation of the model brigade, trying to use the rapid impact of the cavalry to open a hole in their army formation, thus causing the model brigade to fall into chaos and collapse. The dense forest of spears stabbed non-stop, and sometimes a row of firecrackers shot out from behind the spearman, Zhang Xianzhong, Luo Rucai and others leaned on the old battalion of fine cavalry and cavalry who leaned on the Great Wall.Lost thousands of people.

But the formation of the Model Brigade is still largely intact!

Luo Rucai, nicknamed Cao Cao, watched the two old battalions keep urging the newly gathered poles to attack the front of the officers and soldiers, trying to break the army in front of them.but.This group of officers and soldiers seemed to have found the way step by step. They used long spears to injure the poles in large numbers, and then used more than a dozen firecrackers to shoot at the old battalion of cavalry and elite cavalry supervising the battle. Several Jingqi were knocked off their horses screaming, with several bullet holes spurting blood on their bodies.

And those poles holding the spears and broadswords snatched from the hands of the officers and soldiers everywhere, they have such sophisticated swords and guns in vain, and there is almost no room to fight back under the attack of the same kind of sacrificial gun.His eyes were pierced, his throat was pierced, and his center was stabbed repeatedly, and he fell to the ground screaming.

Every time those long spears that kept dripping blood stabbed out like poisonous snakes and strange pythons, there was a heart-piercing scream, and almost every time the spearmen of the Model Brigade stabbed, There will be blood spurting from the poles gathered by the two families.The guns never fail.

Cao Cao didn't know that the model brigade in front of him had completely inherited the training method of the Southern Guangdong Army. Whether it was a pike soldier or a sword and shield soldier, it was hard to train on weekdays.Astonishing.The pikeman's requirement for the spear technique is that dozens of steps of sprint must hit the target's heart, eyes, throat and other parts.

In addition, they are well-equipped, pay attention to the positions of the left and right comrades when they stab with long spears, and pay attention to the coordination of footwork with each other. Those local bandits gathered in the north and east of Sichuan, although they also hold funeral guns.But how can a guy who has hardly been trained be their opponent?

"Jingxuan! This battle can no longer be fought! Hurry up and get out of the water!"

Luo Rucai frowned, looked at the hundreds of dead and wounded from his old battalion Jingqi being carried down, and shouted loudly in Zhang Xianzhong's ear.

"Why can't we fight?! Haven't we beaten the officers and soldiers so often? Don't you, old Cao, feel guilty because we killed and injured some people! Don't we think we can't take down the officers and soldiers? We want us to be so convenient Escape? Have your old Cao’s bones been softened by this Sichuan wine and beauties?!"

Facing Zhang Xianzhong's sarcasm, Luo Rucai didn't bother to refute, and just pointed at the old battalion elite cavalry who were carried to the rear of the formation, and the soldiers hurriedly cleaned the wounds of the wounded and applied medicine to bandage them. "Since Ning Yu and I arrived here, in less than an hour, we have lost thousands of old equestrian cavalry teams, not counting the starving people. The three kite Wang Xingguo who commanded the archers was also beaten to death. Blood gourds are like blood gourds, you and I are brothers, relying on these old battalion cavalry, those newly arrived hungry people and local leopards, but they are just like sea water, there are today, but there will be no tomorrow! But how many old battalions do we have in total?!"

Luo Rucai's words made Zhang Xianzhong vigilant for a while. Although the situation after entering Sichuan was very good and there were many people attached to him, the real old battalion headquarters had no more than ten thousand soldiers available.Other poles and local bandits can be used to show off their momentum, but if it is really a tough battle, ten of them may not be equal to one of the old battalion's elite riders.

"Yu'er, Xiaowang, clean up our old brothers, put away those usable armors, knives and guns. Follow me back to the county! Let's not go to Chongqing!"

Zhang Xianzhong lost!

This thunderous news spread throughout eastern Sichuan in an instant.

All of a sudden, the various Ming armies who claimed to be exhausted in the past few days pressed on to the Liangshan area, trying to get a share of the battle against the dogs in the water.

The supervisor Yang Sichang, who was coming from Yiling to Chongqing, couldn't help laughing with his beard when he heard the news, "All the armies in central Sichuan are not reliable, and the only soldiers that can fight are my model brigade!"

However, this word of praise added a lot of trouble to Yang Sichang's great cause of suppressing thieves.

Zuo Liangyu, the general who suppressed the bandits, was furious at first because he couldn't find a thousand pairs of Nanzhong armor that he had seized from Wu Biao. He was about to find a place to vent his anger. However, Shi Shiran left Sichuan and went back to Huguang.

And He Renlong, who is known as the madman He, was surrounded by his subordinates, clamoring to set up camp and return to Shaanxi.A huge gap was left for Yang Sichang to clean up.

Yang Sichang was very helpless, but he was at a loss for these arrogant soldiers.I had to order fierce tigers to come and go guerrilla anti-blocking.

As a result, the situation in Central Sichuan is even worse.

When Zuo Liangyu and He Renlong got up to leave, they didn't know how to clean the yard and fill the water tank for the landlord, and they would have to burn, kill and loot.Naturally, the ministries in central Sichuan headed by Mengruhu will not be much better, and they looted and burned all over the central Sichuan under the guise of guerrilla defense.

For a time, the cities of Shifang, Mianzhu, Anxian, Deyang, Jintang, Rongchang, and Yongchuan were looted, and there were no fireworks for seven hundred miles from Baoning to Dazhou.

These were all recorded on the head of the Eight Great Kings, Zhang Xianzhong.

And the Eighth King Zhang Xianzhong was not stupid, he did not follow Shao Jiechun and Yang Sichang's wishful thinking and went to the north or the east of Sichuan. Zhouzhou failed to attack Chengdu, and went down the Tuojiang River, as if to attack Chongqing, but suddenly turned from Yongchuan to the southwest and broke through Shanghai.

All the way, the Ming army of various ministries in central Sichuan was dragged down, complaining and complaining.

What can make Master Yang comfort himself a little is Wu Biao's follow-up record.

Although he didn't get the cooperation of his allies, Wu Biao didn't dare to pursue Zhang Xianzhong and Luo Rucai alone.He had no choice but to vent his anger on the Huang Shisan family in northern Sichuan.As a result, these local bandits, who are called local leopards by the Sichuan people, killed the northern Sichuan to a small number of people, but they didn't want to provoke a devil to come. The people in Sichuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Sichang, who was short of troops, thought that the current strength of Sichuan troops would not be able to complete the encirclement of Zhang and Luo, so he had to write to Zheng Chongjian, the governor of the three sides, requesting that [-] Qin soldiers be sent to Sichuan for the suppression.

The [-] Qin soldiers who blocked Shennongjia and Shangluo Mountain were transferred to Sichuan, and chains were opened invisibly, and the thoroughfare was given to Li Zicheng who was hiding in the mountains.

Li Zicheng led more than 3000 people to enter the camp, starting from Huguangfang County and other places, passing through Pingli, Xunyang, and Shangzhou in Shaanxi to enter Xichuan and Neixiang in Henan.

"King Chuang! When we arrive in Henan, as long as we can stay stable for two or three months, I can also get cannons for Chuangying! He has the Eight Great Kings of Xiying, and you, King Chuang, will definitely have them too!" (To be continued. If If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)