The sudden blow caused the Qing army to become a mess. Under the attack of Mini rifles, the cavalry soldiers wearing double or even triple layers of heavy armor found that their proud heavy armor was in the way of those who were flying quickly.
The small metal was penetrated easily like tofu dregs, and then the small metal kept rolling around in his body.
Seeing the Qing soldiers who were charging towards him with great momentum falling down in rows, Da Zhuang's originally simple and honest look turned extremely cold at this moment. He waved his hand and ordered loudly: "Keep shooting, don't stop!"
"Bang bang..."
Compared with the original smoothbore gun, the biggest improvement of the Mini rifle is the rifling in its barrel. This progress is epoch-making. Only a rifled firearm can be considered a rifle in the true sense, both in terms of range and accuracy.
In every aspect, it is more than a little better than the musket.
The effective range of three hundred steps was enough to make archers all over the world despair. Under the continuous blows, more than half of the two thousand charging Qing soldiers were lost in less than a cup of tea, while the Qing soldiers continued to attack.
Not even a hair of this Ming army was touched.
Jia La Zhangjing, who was commanding the troops to attack, almost collapsed. He found that whenever a burst of white smoke appeared in front of the Ming army's formation on the opposite side and was accompanied by a burst of gunshots, a large piece of his troops would fall, regardless of the situation.
No matter how hard the warriors under his command tried, they could not shorten the distance between them and the Ming army.
Seeing the warriors under his command charging desperately one by one, but still falling helplessly to the ground, Jia La Zhangjing looked at the sky with grief and anger and shouted: "God of Immortality, have you already abandoned your people?"
This Jia La Zhang Jing was filled with grief and anger at this moment. He believed that if they had a face-to-face fight, the warriors under his command could kill all the Ming soldiers holding fire blunderbuss in less than half a stick of incense. However, those cowards could not
They only knew how to use those damn firearms to fire them far away, causing these brave and skilled warriors of the Qing Dynasty to die helplessly one by one.
"We can't continue like this. If this continues, we will all die here." Realizing this, Jia Lazhangjing immediately ordered the horn to blow the withdrawal of troops.
"Woooooooo..."
The desolate horn sound soon sounded, and the Qing soldiers who were still attacking desperately in the face of the rain of bullets retreated one after another. Their actions were very resolute and never sloppy. Pang Gang, who was watching the battle behind with a telescope, couldn't help but secretly
Nodding, the determination of the Qing soldiers in obeying orders was much stronger than most of the Ming troops in the country today. It is no wonder that the troops in the mainland who did not even have enough to eat would collapse at the first touch when they encountered them.
However, Pang Gang was not in the mood to feel emotional now. After seeing the Qing army retreating, he ordered his troops to speed up and advance. He must enter the city before the Qing army formed an encirclement. Otherwise, if he was surrounded by tens of thousands of Qing soldiers, he would not be sure that he would be able to survive.
retreat.
Outside the west gate, looking at the more than 500 soldiers who hurriedly retreated, Jia Lazhangjing couldn't help crying. How long has it been? More than a thousand brave and capable warriors were like this without even touching the enemy's side.
They were all wiped out. He had fought for half his life, and he had never fought such a useless battle.
Not only the Qing soldiers were also shocked, but also the Korean soldiers on the city wall who were desperately resisting the Qing soldiers. Seeing those originally fierce and brave Qing soldiers being cut down like wheat by the soldiers from the Ming Dynasty was hard to motivate them.
expressive.
"Warriors of North Korea, reinforcements from the Ming Dynasty have arrived. Let's kill them all!"
When they came back to their senses, under the leadership of the leading officer, the North Korean soldiers suddenly became excited. They mustered up the courage to lift the rocks and smashed the trees down towards the city. The rain of rocks and rocks fell on the walls of the Korean soldiers.
The Qing soldiers under the city were beaten so hard that they ran away with their heads in their hands.
Seeing the Qing soldiers in chaos below the city, Jia Lazhangjing, who hurriedly retreated with his men, grabbed another colleague and said angrily: "Belile, we can't continue fighting like this. The Ming army
Their firearms are so powerful, their target is our Ximen, if they continue to attack, we two Jia La will be completely destroyed."
"I've seen it all." Belil also felt uncomfortable. Many of the Qing soldiers who died in the battle just now were his subordinates.
He thought for a while and said: "Let's do this. Let's retreat to the north gate quickly. We must not stay here. The purpose of this group of Ming troops is to enter the city. As long as we don't stand in front of them, they won't have the energy to take care of us.
"
"Okay, I'll order a retreat immediately!"
As soon as the two Jia Lazhangjing gathered together, they immediately ordered the troops to start retreating. With the withdrawal of the Qing soldiers, the remaining more than a thousand Qing soldiers hurriedly retreated towards the north gate without even taking care of the bodies of their companions. When they saw the Qing soldiers
The soldiers retreated, and the Korean soldiers at the top of the city cheered thunderously.
"Sir, the Tatars have escaped." Cheng Kai, who had been guarding Pang Gang after seeing the Qing soldiers retreat, also said excitedly.
Pang Gang said calmly: "I saw it and immediately ordered Huang Qianhu to open the city gate and let the baggage enter the city first!"
"As you command!"
As the Qing troops retreated, Da Zhuang also led his troops to Ximen City.
As the riflemen arrived, Da Zhuang raised his voice and shouted: "People in the city, listen, we are here to support your Ming reinforcements at the invitation of the leader of North Korea. Please open the city gate and let us enter the city!"
Although Da Zhuang spoke Chinese, Korea at this time was deeply influenced by the Ming Dynasty, and people with a certain status were proud to speak Chinese, so he did not worry that the Koreans could not understand him.
The Korean troops on the city saw the arrival of the Ming Dynasty reinforcements who had long been waiting for them. They happily opened the city gate without receiving orders from their superiors. As the heavy city gate creaked and creaked, it was closed.
It has been more than a month since the city gates were opened again.
"Hurry, hurry! The heavy troops quickly bring supplies into the city."
Seeing that the city gate had been opened, Pang Gang quickly ordered the heavy troops to drive the carriage into the city. This time he rushed to aid North Korea. For fear of insufficient supplies, he brought more than 300 carts with him. Ammunition, clothing and food were all included.
The carts were lined up for half a mile. Ammunition was a top priority. Pang Gang didn't want to suddenly run out of ammunition when he was having a great time.
"All the soldiers are guarding the city gate. We must ensure that all supplies have entered the city before entering the city!" Pang Gang let the heavy troops enter the city while commanding the cavalry and infantry to guard the two wings of the city gate. He had not collected them just now, but he had come.
According to reports, more than 10,000 Qing soldiers are coming from the north gate to the west gate.
Under the urging of officers at all levels, the soldiers rushed the carts into the city desperately. However, the busier they got, the more mistakes they made. Suddenly, the left side of a cart that was entering the city suddenly tilted, and the left wheel suddenly fell off.
The things on the basket were scattered all over the ground. When everyone took a look, they found that it was a cart of grain.
"Asshole, how did you drive the car?" A quartermaster behind him turned red with anger. Nanshan Seoul was originally a small city. The city gate was not big and could only accommodate a large car. Now this car was
It was blocked at the gate of the city, blocking the road for cars behind it.
"What's going on?" Seeing the stop in front of him, Meng Qing, who was in charge of the baggage, hurried over. After seeing the situation, he glared at the cursing quartermaster, "Idiot, what time has it been and you still have the energy to train people?
, come here quickly to move things."
After saying that, Meng Qing took the lead and picked up a bag of grain and walked forward quickly. Seeing this, the surrounding heavy soldiers followed suit and helped carry the grain into the city. Soon the large truck
The twenty bags of grain in the cart were carried away. After the baggage soldiers emptied the grain, people easily carried the empty cart into the city, and soon the city gate was restored to its original state.
While the baggage soldiers were busy rushing to transport supplies, at the other end of the wilderness to the north, a large cloud of smoke and dust was rolling towards the west gate. Such a large cloud of smoke and dust showed everyone that only the Qing soldiers and large cavalry could move quickly.
Mercedes-Benz will cause such a large and towering smoke to rise.
Pang Gang stared at the dust and smoke to the north and said solemnly: "Hmph, the Tatar army has finally arrived. It's quite a lot of troops."
The cloud of smoke and dust was getting closer and closer. Finally, Pang Gang saw a large white flag with red edges appearing in front of his eyes. Then a large number of red and white flags followed closely, flying in the scorching sun.
Under the flag, there are all knights wearing white armor with red rims. On the top of the black and pointed helmets, the fiery red tassels are fluttering in the wind.
"It's the Tatar troops with red flags!"
Li Yuan, who had been guarding the left wing of the convoy for a long time, felt awe-struck when he saw the overwhelming cavalry coming. Although he now had a thousand riflemen at his disposal, he was not sure whether he could withstand such a large number of cavalry.
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The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and it seemed that the earth was shaking under the impact of iron hooves. Even the riflemen around him who had experienced several battles could not help but change their faces slightly.
"Hold on, hold on!" Li Yuan shouted sternly, "No one is allowed to panic. Check whether the gun is loaded. No one is allowed to shoot without an order."
The sound of horse hooves is getting closer and closer, and the thick bodies of the knights on the horses are faintly visible, and their faces are full of anger. Anyone who is familiar with the weaving of the Qing army will know that these cavalry are the most elite elite cavalry in Amin's hands.
They all wore cotton armor with thick copper nails on them, and each general had a polished breastplate on his chest.
These cavalrymen slowly stopped at a distance of 300 steps. Amin, who was particularly stout and wearing exquisite black armor, was also among these cavalrymen. He looked at the thin Ming army not far away, which was composed of a thousand Ming army riflemen.
A faint sneer appeared on Amin's mouth.
"These Ming troops are so naive. Do they think they can stop the Qing cavalry with so few firearms and personnel? Those two idiots from Bezile were driven out by the Ming army so easily. It's just that
Cutting off the heads of these two slaves will give them an advantage."
After observing for a while, Amin gently raised his right hand, and then waved it down hard...