At the hour of Mao (5:00 to 7:00 am), the mist on the seaside gradually dissipated, and a faint light in the sky, gradually dispersing the night. Slowly, there was a little red light in the east, and the clouds next to it were dyed slightly pink. The sun was about to poke out and exposed little by little. First, it turned into a half-cut big red orange, which was reflected in the white clouds in the sky, and the red and white were shining, making it a little unreal.

Yue Zhongwu held the musket, squinted his eyes, glanced at the rising sun, and then turned to look at the sea. There, hundreds of civilians were transporting some of their supplies to a slightly larger galley, and some of the captives who followed him voluntarily were crying, begging several rural soldiers to let them go on board.

"Xiao Yue, why don't Jiannu on the other side dare to attack? He ran around there on a horse. Do you want to lure us out?" Sun Libao asked Yue Zhongwu in a low voice.

"There are several wooden horse-rejecting horses in front and our musket array behind. How dare Jiannu attack easily!" Yue Zhongwu said, cushioning his feet, and leaning forward.

Hundreds of meters ahead of the Marine Corps, six or seven hundred Jiannu had gathered, including armored cavalry and stomping armor, and were lined up in tight formations, confronting the Marine Corps and Township Army soldiers on the Qi State side.

After rushing overnight, the Marines and the Township soldiers lost eight more soldiers, two of whom were killed and six were injured. When they arrived at the temporary camp on the beach before dawn, the landing ground was already surrounded by Minzhuang, who had arrived in advance, and a simple wooden horse-resisting horse was arranged slightly, so that the Jiannu team would not quickly rush into the front of the Marines when attacking.

Xu Chuanxing lined up more than 200 Marines and rural soldiers into five tight shooting arrays, waiting for the troops to cover the transfer of supplies by the Minzhuang.

He felt extremely embarrassed about the more than 900 Ming people who wanted to evacuate with him. The fleet full of supplies could not contain everyone, and at least six or seven hundred people would be left behind. After they evacuated, waiting for the fate of these Ming people to be left behind would definitely be slaughtered by the brutal Jiannu.

"Say to Gu Zhaoyi,... bring the woman and the child onto the boat first." Xu Chuanxing looked at the messy boarding scene and said ruthlessly: "As for the young and strong men, let them have the opportunity to escape from their own lives."

In the Jiannu formation opposite, Tun Dai, the Man-Eight Banners Zhenghuang Banners, looked coldly at the group of more than 200 black-robed troops by the sea, holding spears (bayonets), and confronting nearly three times the team of his own side through the simple wooden resisting horses. He was surprised, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little contempt for Cai Changqun, the leader of the Eight Banners Han Army who had led the team before.

"Dog slave, are you going to help clean up the camp after they all boarded the boat?" Tun Dai sat upright and looked at Cai Changqun with a look of contempt.

"Return to the master, the black-clothed thief army's guns and cannons on the opposite side are sharp and well-trained. You should not underestimate the enemy." Cai Changqun respectfully clasped his fists and replied: "In the battle yesterday, we Lord Dutong may have been in their hands, and the brothers also killed and injured hundreds of people. The slaves thought that we should slowly take it and wait until the enemy showed some flaws, we could attack the enemy in one go."

"Is that true?" Tun Dai said disdainfully: "You waited for the Han army to be defeated by these few people, and hundreds of casualties were killed or injured, and you were shamelessly losing the commander. Now you are afraid of the enemy as a tiger and dare not attack the enemy. Are you not afraid of our Qing military laws?"

"By the master, the slave is not afraid of the enemy, but the black-clothed thief on the opposite side is powerful. If he attacks rashly, he will inevitably suffer heavy losses." Cai Changqun hurriedly defended.

Although Cai Changqun is a leader of the Red Flag, and is a fourth-rank official, and is higher than Tun Dai, he is a genuine Manchu master. If he really dares to disobey Tun Dai's orders, he might be chopped off his head in the name of fearing the enemy and avoiding the battle, and he has nowhere to make any decision.

"Swish!" Tun Dai sneered, "There are many firearms in the Southern Dynasty (Ming Dynasty) army, and the guns and cannons are also sharp and well-known. But I, the warriors of the Qing Dynasty, have never been afraid? Don't fool me here. I know that you have robbed a lot of good things this time. I want to go back early and have fun, so I cherish my life here. I will give you a quarter of an hour to capture all the black-clothed thieves on the opposite side! I want to take a good look at where the army came from, and dare to come and masturbate my Qing Dynasty tiger beard!"

"...ah!" Cai Changqun swallowed bitterly and replied loudly.

He originally wanted to wait to gather more troops and then siege him from all directions, and shoot arrows at the same time. With the advantage of the number of people, he destroyed the black-clothed army of more than 200 people in front of him in one fell swoop. He was really not sure to destroy the other party by relying on the six or seven hundred people gathering at the moment.

But he did not dare to refuse to obey the orders of the Manchu master. Then, he immediately began to organize his troops to attack.

"Everyone has it, prepare!" The Marine Corps officer saw Jiannu on the opposite side and started to move. The archers were in front and slowly attacked the side of Juma. Considering the threat of the opponent's bow and arrow, the Marine Corps decided to start blocking the fire at the maximum range of the musket this time.

“First row, prepare!”

"put!"

"Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang..."

The sound of muskets kept ringing by the beach, the screams of Jiannu before he fell to the ground, and the shouts of hoarseness.

Tun Dai was quite dissatisfied with the initial stage of musket shooting. In Liaodong, he fought with the Ming army several times. Last year, the Emperor of Qing followed us and fought with more than 100,000 elite Ming army leaders led by Hong Chengchou. There were countless large and large artillery, long guns, short guns, and finally they were chased by our Qing warriors and killed them, and destroyed them in one fell swoop. As long as these Han Eight Banners soldiers attacked the front line, the black-clothed thief army would definitely collapse. He did not forget to turn around and order dozens of armored cavalry to prepare for charge and chase, and do not give the other party a chance to jump into the sea.

But with the sound of the fire of the muskets, it became tighter and tighter. Tun Dai sat on the horse's back and saw the charge of the Han Eight Banners soldiers, lying on the ground in rows. In a short while, there were nearly 200 casualties, but they did not even attack the horse-resisting formation. Not only were the Han Eight Banners soldiers on the front, but even the soldiers attacking on both sides fell on the way to charge.

The Man Eight Banners Armored Cavalry, who was riding a horse in the back, couldn't help but look back at Tun Dai. Should this charge of pure death be stopped? Although the Han Eight Banners belong to the cannon fodder force of our Qing Dynasty, they cannot be consumed like this!

"Order the Han army not to stop, be sure to demolish the horse-rejected horse!" Tun Dai gritted his teeth and ordered: "All cavalrymen are ready, and after the horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-rejected horse-

Cai Changqun's face turned pale when he heard the order from a Manchu-Eight Banner Armored Cavalry. The black-clothed thief army's muskets were endless, almost without stopping, and even the soldiers in the armor could not stop the other party's musket shooting. The order of the Manchu master undoubtedly made all their Eight Banner Han troops die!

When they turned around and ran away, Cai Changqun and other Han generals did not dare to do so. Our Qing army was harsh and they were afraid of turning back, and they refused to obey the general's orders and fled without authorization. Not only did the officials and soldiers be beheaded, but even the wife and children in the family would be implicated and demoted to slaves.

"Brothers, attack the camp and all the money and property they have plundered are for you!" Cai Chang pointed forward with a long sword and shouted sternly: "All officials and soldiers killed one thief army, all promoted to the top, and rewarded one Han slave! Kill! Kill!…"

The wealth, official positions, and the distribution of slaves immediately made the weakened Eight Banners Han Army slightly pluck up some courage, waved swords and guns, and rushed forward with all their might.

"Is this Jiannu crazy?" Xu Chuanxing looked at Jiannu who was rushing towards him, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Logically speaking, several rounds of gunfire shot, killing at least 200 Jiannu, and the loss rate has exceeded nearly 30%. Under normal circumstances, the enemy on the opposite side should have collapsed long ago.

Now, those fearless Jiannu still stepped on his companion's corpse and rushed over desperately.

"Order the grenadier to come forward and drop bombs!"

"Order the firearms to damage the soldiers to come out for cover!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." As several grenadiers stepped forward and dropped iron can bombs, the rushing Eight Banners Han army was immediately knocked down by splashing debris.

The fire of the muskets in the black-clothed army formation in the front seemed to never stop. After more than a hundred casualties, the Eight Banners Han Army collapsed uncontrollably. They ignored the officer's stop and turned around and ran back, hoping to stay away from this ruthless killing field.

When charging forward, the Han army of the Eight Banners did not destroy and remove too many horse-rewarding horses, but when they ran back desperately, they also opened several horse-rewarding holes.

"Abandoned slave!" Tun Dai saw the Eight Banners Han Army retreating in a mess from afar, and cursed viciously: "Prepare! Follow me and rush in and chop off the black-clothed thieves!"

"Kill them all!"

"Slaughter them..."

More than sixty people rode the Eight Banners of Manchuria and shouted, screamed strangely, pulled out the sabre from his waist, followed Tun Dai, slowly urged the war horse, and rushed towards the black-clothed army formation by the sea.
Chapter completed!