Jiang Wan remained motionless, looking quietly at the Tartar brigade in front of him, looking away from the almost tragic battlefield on the flanks. He believed in his right wing, and he must believe in his right wing. This was the Tartar army.
With his little fangs exposed, the Tartar brigade did not move. Even if the right wing was breached, he did not think there would be any overreaction.
The thumping war drums resounded through the sky again, and even the snow in the distant mountains seemed to be shaken by the sound of the war drums. The right wing failed to come over in time. It was obvious that the home team's stay was no longer necessary. In the sound of the drums,
The two large square formations of the home team seemed to have completely given up on the coordination on the flanks and slowly pressed towards the center line.
The battle formation, which was originally a straight line, now turned into a mountain shape due to the outstanding advance of the home team.
The catapults in Houjin's camp finally slowly stopped, and the fireball flying over the heads of the Ming army on the right wing finally disappeared completely. Even if this was not the result of the Ming army's fighting, the Ming army on the right wing
The morale was still visible to the naked eye. They actually squeezed out the Houjin Cavalry who had already rushed into their formation for dozens of steps with their own lives.
At the front, the corpses of fallen Ming soldiers and Houjin soldiers were everywhere. When the last batch of Houjin cavalry were killed, hundreds of swordsmen and shieldmen holding short swords rushed forward, and they dropped their weapons.
The daggers and shields picked up the spears dropped by the dead spearmen on the ground, and raised them up obliquely according to the officers' scolding. Behind them, those companions who had not picked up the spears,
He pressed his body tightly against them to withstand the powerful impact of the later golden cavalry.
Without those headless and mindless firearms, the bows and arrows flying out from the hands of the Houjin cavalry seemed to be easier to accept at this moment. The Ming army, which suffered heavy casualties, was all red-eyed and would rather be beaten by a few.
Arrows were also intended to knock down the cavalry that rushed in front of them.
In fact, most of the time, these Houjin cavalry collided with the spears in the hands of these spearmen. As long as the spearmen could hold their spears steady, those Houjin cavalry who rushed up were definitely better than the spearmen.
The spearmen who lost a few long arrows will be miserable!
The fire gunners who retreated to the middle of the array hurriedly reorganized their team. The enemy's attack almost caused a one-sided massacre of them. Although most of them had withdrawn under the cover of their companions risking their lives, it was just this short time.
In a short period of time, dozens of people were still killed by the Tartars' long swords.
Listening to the sound of gunfire that was recalled on the right wing, and watching the comfortable white fireworks blooming in the array, Yao Chunyong exhaled a big breath. Behind him, the artillery team's twenty-four three-pound guns
Unscathed, only a sharp whistle from the commander of the artillery team was heard. Yao Chunyong felt that his whole body was drowned by this huge sound.
"Prepare, release!"
At the same time, the artillery team in the main team seemed to have received an order. A series of loud bangs rang out from the rear of the main team, sending hot shells to the Houjin Brigade in front of them. It made sense.
The unexpected attack caused a commotion behind Houjin's camp, and from the rear of Houjin's camp, several fireballs flew out crookedly, heading towards the main formation of the Ming army.
"Nothing more than that!"
Dai Shan took out his saber and pointed at the Ming army in front of him: "The time has come to kill all these Ming dogs, behead them to accumulate merit, and win a future. Come on!"
The huge commander's flag was swaying, and behind him, groups of cavalry who had been impatient for a long time let go and rushed out. They crossed the hills and snow in front of them and rushed towards the Ming army's formation ahead.
past.
Above their heads were fireballs and Ming army artillery shells flying and whistling. There were companions everywhere around them. In their eyes, the Ming army in the distance seemed to be huddled together like quails. The only thing that emboldened these Ming troops were those who were hiding.
There were some cannons behind them, but as the horses under their crotches accelerated, those cannons passed over the heads of the cavalry and hit who knows where!
The bows and arrows and firecracker projectiles fell on the opponent's head almost at the same time. Almost instantly, both sides suffered huge casualties. However, when it came to harvesting lives, the performance of the firecrackers in the Ming army was superior.
, compared to the flanks, the density of the main team's firecrackers was obviously several levels higher. The densely packed cavalry approached the Ming army's main team under the gunfire, and then fell to the firecrackers one by one.
Going down from the top of the city, the main army and the two flanks of the Ming army were like a few huge insects surrounded by ants. Although there were many ants, every time the insects moved their hands and feet, they took away countless ants.
Life, but even so, there are still countless ants coming all over the mountains and fields, trying hard to surround, bite, cut, and finally grind these insects into powder.
"Now!"
Jiang Wan gave the order calmly, and almost all the enemy troops came out on the battlefield. Except for the thousands of reserves they left behind, probably all the enemies he could see were all the enemies.
The six-pound cannon on the city wall began to roar. Almost at the same time, the people on the city wall felt that the city wall was almost shaking. The huge roar sounded like thunder on the city wall. However, at this moment, there were sounds of firecrackers and cannons everywhere.
On the battlefield of cannon fire, the dozens of tongues of fire spitting out from the city and the noise they brought seemed to become insignificant.
No one even noticed the movement on the top of the city. No matter the people on both sides fighting, or Daishan and others who were watching the battlefield on the opposite side, their attention was all focused on the battlefield in front of them.
Until a cannonball with a huge whistling sound landed less than a hundred steps in front of Daishan and the others, cutting a cavalry team running towards the battlefield into two pieces and taking away more than a dozen people in the crowd.
Only then did Daishan and Amin realize that the Ming army's artillery had threatened them.
Their current position is really close to the front, so close to the battlefield!
The personal guards crowded over to take the two Lords of Belle away from the battlefield. At the same time, the commander's flag behind Daishan slowly swayed and moved towards the back.
As if targeting his commander's flag, the Ming army's artillery shells chased after him again. This time, the place where the artillery shells landed was less than thirty steps away from Daishan and Amin. Even if they were aware of the danger, the guards
Seven or eight people were still taken away by this shell, which made the personal guards who surrounded Daishan and Amin retreat even faster!
“The Tatars escaped!!”
Jiang Wan shouted loudly, and as he shouted, the guards around him shouted in unison. There were no other fancy words, no words that the soldiers could not understand, and dozens of people stood in unison.
The shouts immediately spread from the top of the city to the bottom of the city.
And this shout reached the Ming army array that was in the midst of a fierce battle. Whether it was true or not, more people followed suit!
"The Tatars have escaped!" He raised his knife and dropped it.
"The Tatars escaped!" A shot stabbed me to the core!
Even the Fire Gun Soldiers, from shouting vaguely to clearly distinguishing the words shouted by their companions around them, pulled the trigger while shouting viciously.
The shouts of hundreds of Ming troops finally became unified after such a small period of chaos. At the same time, more people saw the Tatar flag in the distance.
He was running away crookedly towards the back.
So, these people also shouted and pointed in the direction of the Tatar flag to tell their companions that the Tatars had really escaped!
The enemies who rushed into the array were eliminated one by one. The gaps left by the fallen companions were filled by the soldiers behind them. The drums began to play rhythmically again, and the Tartars who rushed closer
The boys were forced to a distance by the fierce fire cannons.
The Ming army array finally withstood Hou Jin's desperate attack and finally had time to breathe.
The sound of the cannon on the city head became clearer at this moment, and the three-pounder cannons of the artillery batteries in each array began to form a huge net of harvesting lives among Hou Jin's cavalry. In this giant net
The Houjin cavalrymen were like bugs stuck in a web. No matter they seemed to be rushing to kill them or were fleeing for their lives, they were all treated equally under the Ming army's artillery fire.
The sudden burst of morale of the Ming army stunned many Houjin soldiers. They looked back and saw the familiar commander retreating towards their home. The tragedy of Ningyuan City seemed to be something deeply etched in their memory.
Confusing and uncontrollable thoughts emerged from their minds.
Although officers, big and small, are still trying their best to command their troops, morale is something that is invisible and intangible. Once it collapses, it will be difficult to gather it together.
The situation on the battlefield is like a huge clock. It was ticking steadily clockwise. Then, the hands in the clock became slower and slower with the ticking sound. Then, at a certain moment, the hands
He paused suddenly, and then started walking in a counterclockwise direction.
Kunzhong, who was constantly struggling to resist the attacks of the ants, seemed to have regained great vitality. They stood up, shook off the ants on their bodies, then looked around, took steps, and began to trample these little things that bullied them.
Start chasing these little things!
"Forward, forward!"
The battle flags fluttering on the city top and the war drums ringing out are the orders to advance in the eyes and ears of every Ming army soldier, and those Tatar cavalry who are not afraid of life and death to attack their array are beginning to become fewer and fewer.
Got up.
The whistles between each team rang again. They began to line up and began to move, stepping over the corpses of their companions underground and the corpses of the Tatars they had killed, toward the enemy's
The camp began to get closer.
The sound of firecrackers was heard in the advancing array, spraying projectiles towards any visible target within their range. The cavalry who tried to approach the array fell under their projectiles, and occasionally a few fell from nowhere.
The shells fell into the enemy group, causing their muskets to miss.
However, no one will pay attention to this.
At this moment, this slowly advancing array is a huge castle. These gun soldiers are the soldiers fighting in the castle. In front of them, their fellow spearmen use their bodies and the spears in their hands to defend them.
The enemy's impact; behind them, the cannons in the artillery team never stopped firing, sweeping away the enemies in the distance for him.
Farther away, there were cannonballs fired from the top of the city. They were larger and sharper than the artillery shells.
They just need to stop panicking and use the firecrackers in their hands as usual in training, and don't stop until the firecrackers are broken or the pellets and gunpowder they carry are used up.
"We won!"
Jiang Wan let out a long breath, looked at his army, and began to slowly advance forward. Wherever he went, the Tartars were melting like snow, and more Tartars in the distance were changing direction.
, swarming towards their retreating flags.
"Watch where the cannon lands!"
He ordered the people around him: "Tell the commander of the artillery team to stop firing all artillery when the target is two hundred steps away from our troops!"
The soldier who delivered the order hurriedly left and conveyed his order. Then, Jiang Wan slowly sat down. Behind him, the flag with the word "Jiang" was blowing in the wind.
"As soon as the artillery stops firing, immediately send out a flag and the entire army will stop advancing and no pursuit is allowed!"
He issued orders in an orderly manner: "Order Zu Zehong and his cavalry battalion to set off now!"
Orders were passed down one after another, commanding the tens of thousands of war machines. The strict drills and disciplines in daily life finally played a huge role on the battlefield.
When the order to stop the pursuit was passed to every screw of the war machine, the war machine came to an abrupt stop, and in front of them, the enemies who had left countless Tartar corpses were fleeing all over the mountains and plains.
"The Tatars have escaped!"
The shouts rang out again in the Ming army's array. This was different from the fierce battle chants in the battle. Every shout at this moment was filled with the joy of victory and the excitement of the rest of the post-war life.
Such shouts are more like bursts of cheers!
There was a burst of carnival-like hysteria everywhere on the battlefield. Even though the enemy had been beaten and fled, many people still did not believe what they were seeing with their own eyes. In such a frontal battle where the number of people was inferior to the opponent, Dongjiang Town was completely defeated.
Killed the enemy!
The top of the city was filled with cheering crowds. Jiang Wan sat quietly under the handsome flag, enjoying the afterglow of victory. At this time, he didn't want to say or do anything.
The originally weak sun on the horizon seemed to be infected by the joyful atmosphere at this moment. It worked hard to get out of the clouds, emitting a trace of heat. Jiang Wan's whole body felt warm. He felt that this was his illusion, but this kind of
It feels really good.
Beside him, Zhao Huchen spat fiercely on the ground: "What's so invincible? Damn!"