It’s not right, it’s very wrong...

Why don't these Nikan gunmen still fire? They are already within fifty steps, why don't they fire yet? Did they forget to load the gunpowder?

In addition, what is that shiny silver thing on the mouth of the gun? It can't be a knife, right? So how do you install the long knife? And what is the purpose of installing a knife on the mouth of the gun?

Marseille, who was charging with his dead soldiers, had discovered that something was wrong!

He met a group of very strange Ming army gun soldiers. When he saw 300 Eight Banners cavalry galloping in, they did not shoot indiscriminately, let alone run away. What was even more outrageous was that they actually took out a long knife and put it on the gun.

The gun is on fire!

Well, hundreds of long thorns, shining with cold light, form a forest of knives. Just looking at it makes people feel terrified!

Although he knew it was wrong, Marseille did not choose to retreat. The Manchurians of his generation happened to grow up when Manchuria's military force was at its peak. When fighting, they always advance without retreating and win without defeat. Even if they suffer occasional setbacks, they will not bear too much.

losses, and the place will be recovered soon.

Over time, these Manchu soldiers formed the illusion of invincibility and the mindset of being ashamed to retreat. Especially when facing the Ming army, they always had the courage to charge and fight decisively. It seemed that as long as they launched a charge, they would be the victors.

!

But today, charging does not mean victory!

The queue of Marseilles and Ming army gunners was getting closer and closer, and he could already clearly see the faces of the Nikan gunners in front.

There doesn’t seem to be much fear!

How is this possible? How can Nikans not be afraid of the Heavenly Soldiers of the Eight Banners? Where did you Nikans come from? Are you real Nikans?

Bang!

The sound of a gong interrupted Marseille's thoughts. He raised his head and looked forward, and found that he had rushed to a distance of twenty steps away from the Ming army's artillery soldiers.

So close, if we don't fire... As he thought of this, he saw a burst of fire flickering in front of him, smoke rising, and then he heard a thunderous noise.

Boom boom boom!

This loud noise did not sound like a firecracker, but rather like the roar of a Hongyi cannon!

At the same time as the loud noise, there was a large piece of smoke with a pungent smell, which temporarily fascinated Marseille's sight. Marseille and the horse under his crotch were lucky enough to not be shot and continued to move forward.

Although he knew that the 300 dead soldiers he led must have suffered heavy losses, he still tried hard to urge the horses forward.

Now there is nothing that can stop the remaining Eight Banners warriors from killing all the Nikan soldiers who use fire guns... As long as they rush up, they can kill! One Eight Banners warrior can kill at least ten, no,

Twenty nikans!

"Kill the Tartars!"

"Kill the Tartars!"

The shouts of the gun soldiers were heard in waves. A scene that made Marseille and all the dead soldiers with two white flags still charging (there were more than a hundred people) unbelievable appeared!

A group of Nikan fire stormtroopers actually launched a hand-to-hand charge at them!

Are these really Nikans? How can they be so brave that they are crazy? They must not be crazy...

As soon as this idea came into Marseille's mind, the horse under his crotch sank suddenly for some unknown reason, and then fell straight forward!

Damn it, this is a trap!

Marseille immediately understood what had happened - those Nikans were neither stupid nor crazy, but they dug a ditch to trap the horses outside the pier at Dagukou early in the morning, and then used wooden frames and straw mats to trap the horses.

Cover it up with mud and wait for the Eight Banners Heavenly Soldiers to be fooled!

No wonder they are so brave, they come prepared...

Plop!

Marseille had already fallen into the muddy water together with his horse. Fortunately, he was not stabbed by the sharp wooden stakes inserted at the bottom of the pit. However, the horse under his crotch was not saved and was stabbed by two sharp wooden stakes.

It has penetrated the body, and now all that is left is the dying cry.

Marseille was indeed brave. No matter how his horse was doing, or how unfavorable his situation was, he drew out his sword and crawled out of the mud pit with a strange cry, hoping to kill a few Nikans to relieve his hatred.

At this moment, the bayonet jungle of the Ming army's firecrackers also rolled in front of Marseille. However, in a twenty-step sprint, even the firecrackers who had not received much formation training were not too scattered and still maintained their shoulders.

Side by side, dense formation.

Marseille's carbine is bolted to the saddle and cannot be taken off for a while. Now he only has a waist knife at hand, and no one has a gun half as long as a spear. How can he resist it?

He didn't know how to resist, but the jungle of muskets in front was already pressing up. The sounds of weapons clashing and screams also sounded at the same time. It was obvious that Manchu warriors were already fighting with the enemy.

But Marseille gave up at the critical moment. He really didn't know how to fight hand-to-hand with a large number of long blunderbuss. He had no choice but to back up repeatedly, and as a result, he missed the step and fell back into the ditch where the horse was trapped.

It fell on a dying war horse. Several deadly muskets were immediately stabbed down! There were knives on the front, back, left and right, and there was no way to dodge or block it!

Marseille had no choice but to wave his sword desperately, trying to help each other's vital points, but severe pain came from the left waist, right chest and right leg root, and then there was a secondary injury caused by the sharp blade being pulled out of the body, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

Let his strength dissipate quickly.

The Manchurian warrior Marseille lay limp on the ground, but his consciousness was still very clear. He could hear screams and the sound of human bodies falling over one after another. The 500 dead soldiers he led were actually defeated by a thousand and hundreds of Ming army's fire rifle soldiers!

This is so ridiculous... Marseille has an unreal feeling. This must not be true, it cannot be true! It must be a dream...

The cry of killing rang out again, mud and water splashed on the battlefield, and the ground moved like thunder. It was the sharp army led by Duolong, the first warrior in Manchuria, who launched an attack.

Marseille used his last strength to stretch his neck and look around, and saw that the Nikan fire gun soldiers, who were so brave just now, were retreating one after another. It seemed that they were defeated...

The Heavenly Soldiers of the Eight Banners are invincible after all! Thinking of this, he closed his eyes with peace of mind.

...

When Duolong, the first warrior in Manchuria, saw the 500 dead soldiers he sent being defeated by thousands and hundreds of Ming army artillery soldiers, he almost fell off his horse in shock.

How is this possible? Is this a nightmare?

The Ming army's fire gun soldiers in the front row were very skilled in shooting, and had a very high hit rate within a hundred steps! The fire gun soldiers in the back two rows were even more terrifying. They could wait until the Eight Banners cavalry reached a distance of twenty steps before firing!

And none of the firecrackers used by the Ming army's firecrackers exploded! What kind of firecracker is this? Where did you buy it?

This is not the most exaggerated thing. The most exaggerated thing is that a group of fire gun soldiers directly charged and fought hand-to-hand with the Eight Banners heavenly soldiers after firing their guns!

Although they played a trick and dug a ditch in front of them to trap their horses. But they were fire soldiers after all! How could they charge and fight in person? That was the job of spear soldiers and sword soldiers! That Zhu Yuanzhang was reincarnated

How much does the crown prince pay them? Do they need to work so hard?

The number one warrior in Manchuria did not remain dazed for long, and soon decided to launch a sharp attack.

Because he has already thought clearly, that "Emperor Taizu Gao is reincarnated" is probably true! Otherwise, how could the Ming army's terrible fire gun soldiers become so powerful all of a sudden? This is not possible, Taizu Gao must be killed quickly

Get rid of the Ming Dynasty Crown Prince after the reincarnation of the emperor, otherwise the Qing Dynasty will definitely end badly.

In addition, reloading the fire gun is very troublesome. Those fire gun soldiers charge as soon as they finish firing, and there is no time to reload. This is an opportunity!

Seeing the opportunity, the first warrior in Manchuria made a prompt decision and launched a charge!

Another 600 Eight Banners cavalry are roaring in!

On the other side, Hao Yaoqi really didn't think the Tatars were so powerful, nor did he think his fire rifle soldiers were awesome.

Isn't it just to put the enemy at more than 20 paces and shoot, and then charge with a bayonet? It's easy! Easier than using a bow and arrow - you can't install such a long knife on the bow! So you have to retreat after shooting the arrow

, or have to change weapons, which is a hectic time.

Moreover, arrowheads have limited lethality, so it is difficult to cause enough damage in the face of a group of armored cavalry that are speeding towards them. However, a salvo of hundreds of fire muskets is enough to knock hundreds of armored cavalry unconscious - Hao Yaoqi could see clearly.

, after his fire musket soldiers fired a volley at close range, the Tatar cavalry had already collapsed. There were less than 100 cavalry still relying on inertial impact. This was just a small amount of cavalry, and it was very scattered and without formation. How could it be possible?

Overwhelm thousands and hundreds of fire rifle soldiers?

With his previous experience, Hao Yaoqi was more confident now. He first ordered a gold ring to make the charging fire gun soldiers retreat slightly, and then loudly ordered: "Beat the drum!"

Dong Dong Dong...

The drums sounded immediately.

The beat of the gunner's drum means formation, reloading, bayonets and aiming.

The first drum sound is for the whole team, the second drum sound is for reloading, and the third drum sound is for fixing the bayonet and aiming. Then when you hear the gong, fire, and after firing, charge. Don't charge too far, just twenty or thirty steps.

So far. If the enemy is outside this distance, there will be no charge.

Such a simple set of tactics was formulated by Zhu Cihong, Pan Shuchen, Wang Zhou and Tang Ruowang. On today's battlefield, it actually showed its power.

When they heard the sound of drums, the fire rifle soldiers immediately started to form a team. Because they did not rush too far and the formation was not scattered, they quickly organized their formation with the sound of drums.

Once the formation was formed, they were no longer afraid of cavalry attacks. A formation composed of thousands and hundreds of bayonets was not easily overwhelmed by cavalry. Moreover, there was a ditch in front of the bayonet array where horses could be trapped.

Then the second tom sound came one after another!

The Fire Gun Soldiers immediately started loading their ammunition. Their reloading skills were not very good, after all, the training time was too short, and there were hundreds of cavalry rushing towards them from the opposite side, which made the Fire Gun Soldiers somewhat panicked.

However, the reloading of fixed ammunition they used also made up for the unfamiliarity of Hao Yaoqi's private soldiers to a certain extent. Soon, most of the fire gun soldiers had completed reloading and were once again ready to wait for Duolong, the first warrior in Manchuria.

Come to die.
Chapter completed!