Dasu took the lead and led a group of Tatar thieves to turn their horses and run towards the smoke gun, blacksmith and lock, where they had not been guarded for five nights.
All that can be seen over there is a circle formed by war horses, mules, horses and other horses. There is no sound inside, and from the outside, it seems that there is no one inside.
However, the Tatars did not expect that Yanqiang and others in the circle had already prepared more than ten second-type Yunzhou guns. When Li Changsheng and others were confronting the Tatars, they had already prepared the more than ten Yunzhou guns they had left behind.
The state gun is filled with good medicine and placed beside everyone.
The second-type Yunzhou guns are all similar to the Lumi gun, using flint friction to trigger fire. Moreover, because it is an assembly line operation, each process is strictly controlled. If the size is slightly different, it will not be allowed to flow into the next process.
Its exquisite workmanship is far from comparable to other workshops in the Ming Dynasty. Even the Rumi guns stored in the Ministry of War and even the royal inner treasury cannot compare with it.
Now, Yanqiang and the other five people each held a Yunzhou musket, which was firmly mounted on the saddle and aimed closely at the approaching Tatar soldiers.
Some of the Yebushou who were not seriously injured, but who were no longer suitable for riding and fighting, also took out their muskets one after another, and almost everyone had a shot, and quietly covered them around Yanqian and the others.
Everyone knows that if the dozens of Tatar horsemen from the opposite side are allowed to charge in, not to mention the many war horses here will flee in all directions, the lives of all of them are also at stake, and they will become the dead souls of the Tatars, and they will be rewarded for their credit.
In the Huwei camp of the Xuanbei Army, the Type 2 Yunzhou gun is not standard equipment. After all, they mainly focus on mounted combat, and each knight is equipped with at least two short-handed guns. It does not make much sense to equip them with Yunzhou guns.
Therefore, among the more than 100 men in this post today, there are only fifteen Yunzhou guns. Basically, one team has five long guns. Because they are used to using short-handed guns, they call Yunzhou guns long guns.
Gun, used to distinguish it from short gun.
Now, I saw the Tatars on the other side shouting wildly and rushing over very arrogantly. When they came within a hundred steps, the five long muskets were quietly leveled, and each of the crosshairs was set on a Tatar cavalry.
Get closer, and you will be within seventy steps. He spits out the small piece of cigarette in his mouth and shouts angrily: "Fuck you, you damn Tartar!"
While he was shouting, he had already aimed at a Tatar soldier in the forward battalion, peeked through the crosshairs with one eye and looked at the Tatar's chest, and decisively pulled the trigger.
"Snapped!"
Amidst the clear explosion, the heavy long blunderbuss in his hand spurted out a ball of fire, and the Qing army's wise soldier Gebushu who rushed in front fell straight from his horse to the ground.
At the same time, Blacksmith and Suo Tou also each took aim at a Qing Army soldier named Baya La. There was no trace of compassion in their eyes.
"Pah...pah!" Two crisp sounds came, and the figure of another Tatar horseback soldier in front of him swayed twice. Just like the Tatar cavalryman just now, he tilted his body and fell under the horse.
Almost at the same time, the other two soldiers of the Xuanbei Army who stayed behind also fired a shot each, one hit and one missed the target.
Yanqiang and the other five people quickly grabbed other long guns that were loaded with gunpowder and hurriedly aimed at the approaching Qing soldiers. They fired another volley, and two or three Tatar soldiers fell off their horses.
After they fired the second round, they all retreated behind the horse baggage and glanced at each other, each seeing the word "beautiful" in each other's eyes.
The expressions of several people were very relaxed, and they did not pay attention to the Tatar soldiers approaching from a distance. However, their hands were not careless. They skillfully grabbed a new long blunderbuss and quickly rode it on the saddle.
He aimed outside again.
At this moment, there were five or six slightly injured Ye Buzai, who slowly moved not far from Yanqiang and the others. They were raising short muskets on guard, but at this moment they cheered loudly: "Back off, Shao Tatar."
The son retreated..."
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At this time, in the middle of the Manchurian sentries with yellow flags, everyone started shouting like a pot: "Gunshou, damn it. Where are the long gunmen from the South lying in ambush!"
There was a loud crashing sound, and they hurriedly slowed down and turned their horses' heads to the side, far away from here.
When these Tatars were rushing towards this side, they saw so many horses and baggage of the Xuanbei Army staying here. They also saved the captured horses and baggage, beheaded the Ming soldiers who stayed behind, and returned to the camp to claim credit and rewards.
thoughts.
However, at this moment, this idea disappeared!
On the opposite side of the large group of horses and baggage, after more than ten cannons were fired in succession, it returned to silence again, meaningless.
However, in the hearts of these Manchurian Yellow Banner Tatars, it was a strange and terrifying place, as if there were countless ambushes hidden among those war horses.
Gabushian Xianzhang Jingdasu was extremely angry. Looking at the remaining troops around him, a lot of them had been reduced, and all the remaining people had panic expressions on their faces.
In just these two battles, our own troops had suffered losses of more than 20, and casualties reached nearly 30%, while the number of casualties suffered by the opposing Ming Dynasty's Southern Army was very few.
How could he not be angry?
Today, three of the five warriors from the Gebusixian camp who accompanied him out for reconnaissance have been killed in battle. In addition, five warriors from the Bagala camp have also been killed or injured. There are also the remaining dead and wounded horse soldiers, and
Who is not an elite member of the military?
Since he joined the army, he has never suffered such a huge setback.
In the past battles, he led his warriors from various banners and battalions of the Qing Dynasty. Whether they were fighting Mongolia, conquering Korea, or conquering the Southern Ming Dynasty, there was no time when one was not equal to ten, or even one was equal to a hundred?
Only this time the casualties were so huge, and the results were so few.
Even he himself could only hit one of the Xuanbei Army's soldiers in the night with an iron bone flower, and I don't know if he killed him on the spot!
The more Dasu thought about it, the more he hated it. He gritted his teeth and cursed angrily: "Damnable Confederate Army, even more detestable firearms."
However, what was different from him was that the remaining Zhenghuang Banner sentries beside him were all worried.
These Confederate troops are really tough, too damn hard to chew. Although they, the Confederate troops from Xuanfu, have great military exploits if they can kill them, it still depends on whether they have the life to enjoy it, right?
Even those powerful Baya soldiers with the Zhenghuang Banner also showed a trace of hesitation and anger.
These hateful and cunning Confederate sentries only dared to bombard them with muskets and cannons from a distance. As a result, they could only use 10% of their abilities. It was really frustrating.
If this battle continues, I don’t know what the outcome will be...
"What should I do? Do we want to fight again?"
The remaining sentries and knights of the Qing Army's Zhenghuang Banner all looked at Dasu Zhangjing, waiting for him to make a decision.
At this time, Dasu Zhangjing was the commander of this group of Qing army sentries. All the sentries were well aware of the strict military regulations of the Qing Dynasty. If they hesitated to escape without the permission of the commander, Dasu Zhangjing would not be able to escape.
He has the right to kill them on the spot.
However, at this time, they only had more than thirty Qing warriors left. Compared with the opposing Southern Army sentry riders, their disadvantage was even more obvious, especially because the opposing Southern Army sentry riders were hit with firearms, which had become a shadow in their hearts.
If the fighting continues, the outcome will be unpredictable!
Dasu Zhangjing looked at Li Changsheng, who was forming his team more than a hundred steps away. They had gathered together again and were pointing in the same direction.
He was filled with anger and cursed angrily: "Damn Nikan, cunning Mingguo, fighting from a distance and not daring to fight face to face. He is really as cowardly as a mouse, hateful, hateful!"
After pondering for a while, I still felt unwilling.
He said angrily: "We were ordered to go out for reconnaissance. Although we also found out some details about the Confederate army around Daxing Fort and Dongqing Fort, the losses are so great right now. If we don't kill some of the Confederate army heads and go back.
I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain to Tu Laizhangjing."
He narrowed his mouse eyes into a thin line, looked at Li Changsheng, and said: "The Nanman opposite is so brave, he must have come from the Xuanfu of the Southern Kingdom.
It doesn't take much, but if we can capture one head, we can fight with Tulai Zhuzhangjing. This time we went out and encountered the sentry cavalry of the Confederate army. They were extremely brave. We fought to the death and only managed to capture one person.
Not only is this not a fault, it is actually meritorious and will not miss the reward you have been waiting for!"
He went on to say: "The hateful Nikans took the opportunity to fight again last time, and even if we had no choice but to entangle the Nanbarbarians, we would prevent them from outflanking us on both sides.
In a face-to-face fight, I don’t believe that these southern barbarians can be the opponent of our warriors from the Qing Dynasty!”
Under his instigation, these angry Qing army sentries all roared and screamed. Their ferocious energy was instantly aroused, and they all let out howls like wild beasts.
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When Wan Guangjin led the outflanking soldiers on the right wing to gather beside Li Changsheng, Liu Shouzhu and others on the left wing had also gathered.
Li Changsheng counted a total of eighty-three people on his side, and after a rough enumeration, only eight people were missing.
He looked to the right of the field about a hundred paces away. Although he had fallen off his horse, he was not injured, and he was supporting two other wounded soldiers and walking towards the horse pen guarded by Yan Qian and others.
Looking from a distance, in the direction of the horse pen, two people were running out to meet him.
As if they were worried that the Ming army would take the opportunity to attack, the Qing army's sentries only faced Li Changsheng in a defensive manner, turning a blind eye to the situation over there and did not send anyone to stop him.
As for those Qing army sentry riders who fell off their horses because their horses were hit by bullets, a few of them managed to get up and were struggling towards the direction of their brigade.
The Ming army was also watching from a distance, but also ignored it.
Li Changsheng was still very satisfied with the result of this battle. He nodded and said to the knights around him: "The brothers fought well just now!"
These words to boost the morale of the army were all learned by him from the general Zhang Cheng. Every time the war ended, he always praised them, so as to improve their morale.
Sure enough, under his praise and encouragement, everyone's faces showed a happy look.
Therefore, the Tatar soldiers arranged on the front level can only use their left hand to throw javelins, iron bones and the like. First of all, the accuracy is inevitably a little worse, and secondly, the power will be a little worse.
In this regard, the short gun actually takes a lot of advantage.
Of course, the Tatar soldiers in the back can throw javelins and other weapons with their right hands, but the distance is a bit far, and the accuracy is also slightly worse, and the power is also smaller.
Moreover, in order to improve the accuracy of the throwing weapons of the Qing soldiers, they were generally thrown within twenty steps, or even within ten steps, as they had the strongest momentum and the greatest power.
Li Changsheng required that the short muskets of the knights in the first two rows of his command should be fired after entering twenty-five steps. Compared with Tatar javelins and other weapons, it also had the advantage of several more steps, although the accuracy was also not perfect.
As expected.
Although our own advantage has increased, this is a cavalry confrontation, with unavoidable casualties, and the battlefield situation is ever-changing. How can we guarantee that we will win even if we have an advantage?
However, the members of the Huwei Camp of the Xuanbei Army under Li Changsheng gritted their teeth, and no one showed any sign of retreating in fear.
As long as they are human beings, everyone will be afraid of death or injury, but they have various reasons to restrain this fear!