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Chapter 138 Counterattack

Rockets screamed and sprayed fireworks, passing through the sky and piercing into the Qing army's array. Explosive bombs, smoke bombs, poison smoke bombs, incendiary bombs... The attacks continued, and the Qing army's array became more and more visible.

Chaos.£∝

The fighting nearby was even more intense and cruel. Around the artillery position set up by the Ming army on the hilltop, the two sides launched a desperate battle.

Tianwei artillery and Hongtian artillery fired explosive shells, field artillery and Franchise guns sprayed out large and small solid projectiles. The rigorously arranged Ming army musketeers rose and fell. Amidst the hoarse shouts of the officers,

Amidst the shrill whistles, muskets fired continuously, and smoke and fire filled the air.

"Captains often use sharp formations when employing troops. They retreat one after another, and come back again, and each formation is as heavy as the first." This is how the Qing army now fights, with dead soldiers in front, sharp soldiers in the back, archers on both wings, and soldiers rushing into the formation.

It is also a spear and a spurge of the same color.

While violently attacking the Ming Army's artillery positions, they also launched diversionary attacks against the Ming Army's battle formations. The Qing army really hated the Ming Army's artillery on the mountain. They controlled the road and were like a stick in the throat. They could not change the situation unless they were removed.

However, the firepower of the Ming army was too strong. There were many large and small artillery pieces, and there were even more organized rocket troops. They struck from far to near, from cannon to gun, in a layered manner, causing heavy casualties to the Qing army.

The sequence gets disjointed from time to time.

The cannon roared, the muskets exploded, and with the deafening sound, thousands of projectiles, like metal rain, rushed towards the Qing soldiers in the thick white smoke. The explosive bombs were even more violent, and amid the loud noise,

There was death and injury all around.

People screamed and horses neighed. Amidst countless sprays of blood arrows, the Qing soldiers attacked fiercely, retreated, attacked again, and were defeated again. Whether it was the artillery position on the hilltop or the hollow square formations of several Ming troops, they all stood firm in the waves.

The huge reef fell and was smashed into pieces by the impact of the waves.

Jueluo Erha gritted his teeth and felt a sense of sadness in his heart. The veteran in his fifties was promoted step by step from a small soldier. It can be said that he has experienced hundreds of battles, but in the face of such shocking iron and fire, he also had a premonition

Failure has come.

Orha, who had experienced the Songjin War, was not unaware of the power of the Ming army's firearms. Facing the Ming army's vehicle formation advance, the Qing army suffered repeated defeats and was unable to resist. However, the Ming army now is even more powerful than it was then.

It's several times sharper. Moreover, the current situation is not comparable to that of the time. It has become an impossible task for Orha to repeat the victory of Songjin.

Among the bullets flying all over the sky, many Qing soldiers were beaten to pieces on the spot, and even more people and horses were covered in dense blood holes. The screams in front of the formation could not be suppressed even by the sound of gunfire. Countless horses were soaked in blood and going crazy.

, rolling and crashing around.

"Boom, boom. Boom..." A series of explosions made Orha's pupils suddenly shrink. In the rising fire and gunpowder smoke, broken iron and gravel flew across the sky.

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What a bomb! Orha has bitten his lip, and a salty smell fills the air in his mouth. The firepower of the Ming army is dazzling, but the stupid formation is helpless. Either a head-on battle, or oppression

The Qing army continued to retreat. The Qing army had too few options.

In a roundabout attack, troop strength is a problem, and more importantly, the combat power of the Ming army. There are more than 3,000 regiment-level troops, forming formations to defend themselves. The Qing army cannot easily defeat them. When fighting the Ming army in Shandong,

Orha was deeply impressed. If calculated in this way, even if the light cavalry, which lacked heavy firearms, succeeded in detouring, how could they defeat the Ming army that was defending the city?

Defeat without breaking out, encircle without fleeing. This kind of fighting style is exactly what the Qing army wants to avoid. Fighting people, even if it is one for two, one for three, is definitely not something that only the Manchus can bear. And the Ming army

This is exactly the way of fighting. The troops move in regiment units, and at least the general flag is used as a unit. Once they are surrounded by Qing cavalry, they shrink into formations, release liaison fireworks, resist desperately, and never beg to surrender.

Smoke filled the air, guns roared, and the ears were filled with the frightened neighing of war horses, the screams of dying soldiers, and many crazy horses jumping around. Orha also desperately held on to the reins of his horse,

The formerly docile war horses also became violent.

The Ming army's rockets relied on the advantage of their range. Although their accuracy was poor, they continued to attack the Qing army's rear formation. The fire, smoke, and noise made more and more war horses go crazy, and the battle formation became more and more vivid.

There are signs of confusion.

Under the sun, Erha felt hot all over his body, and the choking smell of gunpowder smoke, mixed with the pungent smell of blood, was inhaled into his lungs. It was so uncomfortable. The smoke rising around him made the faces of the people around him become pale.

It was a bit blurry, their expressions were either panic, fear, blank, or gnashing their teeth, but no one came up with a way to win.

Perhaps, it is a doomed situation? Orha shook his head in pain. Jinzhou has less than 50,000 troops, and only more than 20,000 Manchurian Eight Banners can fight to the death. And these troops have to be divided, and the Xiaoling River south of the Empress Palace enters

Haikou, also known as Donghaikou, must be stationed with troops to guard against the Ming Navy. Further away, there are Daling River and the mouth of the Liao River, which must also be defended. They are also worried that the Ming Navy will be behind Jinzhou.

Landing. As for Yiju, the Chahar troops' movements were unknown, but they urgently dispatched a group of troops to guard against threats from the northwest.

In this way, the Qing army in Songjin was less than 40,000. Fighting against the Ming army in front of them, not only was the firepower greatly disadvantaged, but also the military strength was insufficient. Being forced by the Ming army step by step into the camp, it was immediately obvious that

Showing signs of exertion.

There was a loud "boom", and the explosion was close at hand. Orha tried his best to temporarily stabilize the startled horse. The smoke dissipated, and beside the black crater were dead and wounded Qing soldiers lying or falling on the ground, and Jia La

The mighty warrior Keta covered his face, rolled on the ground and howled, blood continued to flow from his fingers, and shrapnel blinded his eyes.

He became a useless person like this? Orha didn't seem to believe it. That was a vest. He had outstanding fighting skills and his bow and arrow shooting was extremely accurate. He just fell down like that?

The sound of gunfire seemed to be sparse. The Qing army attacking the hilltop left behind countless corpses and wounded soldiers and retreated in embarrassment. The distance extending for a few miles from the front of the position was the attack range of the Ming army. The defeated soldiers stepped over the corpses.

Bypassing the bomb crater, they converged towards the Zhangjing flag in a daze and numbness.

We can't fight any longer! Although Erha was in great pain, he also realized that this counterattack on Songshan was a complete failure. Continuing to fight forcefully will only cause more soldiers to be killed and injured, but there is no hope of success.

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The sound of the golden gong sounded, and the Qing troops on the battlefield retreated one after another, unwilling to stay for a moment longer. The Ming army did not pursue, gathered the wounded soldiers, and maintained the integrity of the formation. After this battle, they paid

The casualties were not small, but Songshan was completely stabilized. The Qing army could only retreat across the Nuerhe River and hold on to the last fortress - Jinzhou. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!


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