Ming Taizi's Total War

Chapter 118

I saw Han Guang standing behind the army, waving his long sword in the air non-stop, ordering the soldiers to charge towards Ji Guangxiu's army formation.

Han Guang is a scholar, but in fact he doesn't know how to march and fight, let alone boost morale. All he has is the word ruthless, which is not ruthless to himself, but ruthless to others.

For example, he does not treat his compatriots as human beings, and kills them without any psychological burden. Maybe Zhu Cihong and Li Zicheng see him as a complete villain, but in the eyes of the Manchus, he is a loyal minister.

"Little ones, come on, kill these two-legged sheep, and I will reward you a lot." Han Guang shouted hoarsely, but he just stood behind and directed, never willing to fight in person.

Only when the enemy army was completely defeated and they were running for their lives in all directions, did Han Guang dare to move his horse forward and stab the fleeing enemy army twice in the back.

The Green Battalion soldiers belonged to the economically controlled army. Although there was no way to compare their status with the Eight Banners, they were actually regular troops with complete armor, knives and guns.

The battalion of green battalion infantry commanded by Han Guang is naturally the same. These infantry wear cotton armor of different colors, but they are mainly cotton armor of the Northern Army and Frontier Army in the Ming Dynasty. Many of them even served in the frontier army before. Or in the guard.

"My lord, why do those Manchurian soldiers wear the same armor as ours?" Fugui was riding on the horse, and was surprised to see that Han Guang's green battalion soldiers were wearing the same armor as theirs.

"They are not Manchurian soldiers. The Manchurian soldiers are behind them. These are Han people. Not to mention they wear the same clothes as us. Even the Manchurian soldiers wear similar cotton armor to you and me."

Ji Guangxiu said to his long-term follower, Fugui, that he is a master, so he is naturally well-informed.

Nurhachi, the founder of the Eight Banners, and even his fathers were originally border soldiers of the Ming Dynasty.

And the armor of the Eight Banners is naturally imitated by the frontier army, and the swords, guns, bows and crossbows, and even firearms are no exception.

But after all, Manchurians are different from Han people. Manchurians have a low level of civilization, and their aesthetics are not very good, so they are still a little different from the Ming army in many details.

However, the green battalion soldiers like Han Guang are exactly the same as the Ming army, because they are basically the Ming army with a different flag, and they have changed into green battalions.

"Fugui, go to the front and command. You can't let the soldiers retreat, otherwise the nearby Liujia Village and Heiqi Village will definitely follow us when they see us retreat."

Worried that the soldiers fighting in front would be afraid and retreat, Ji Guangxiu ordered his eldest follower Fugui to go to the front and command on the front line.

"Yes." Fugui took the order, and then quickly came to the front of the formation, handed the horse to the soldiers to lead, and he himself stood in the center of the front row to command.

Ji Guangxiu didn't know how to form an army, so he asked five or six hundred people to stand in a large square on the official road.

Just when Fugui entered the army formation, Han Guang's Guangzi Battalion also rushed over. Although Han Guang didn't know how to send troops to form formations, his battalion was composed of soldiers from the Ming army after all. They all have combat experience, and they can fight well without Han Guang's command.

Because they have fought for a long time, they have engraved fighting into their bones, and fighting is as instinctive as eating and drinking.

At the moment when they were about to reach Ji Guangxiu's army, they suddenly dispersed, roughly dividing into three groups of people.

The crowd in the middle rushed towards the core of Ji Guangxiu's army formation, while the left and right streams of people ran to both sides, trying to surround Ji Guangxiu's army formation.

Even if they can't encircle, spread out the formation and expand the fighting space, they can better use their personal force advantages.

Fugui had never experienced war before, at most he had suppressed some peasant riots under the instructions of his master, and he had also wiped out bandits and robbers. He originally thought that this battle would be similar to fighting bandits and robbers.

The dripping blood made him realize the cruelty of war.

A volunteer soldier from Fengqiu County in front of him wanted to stab a green battalion soldier wearing a gray cotton armor with a flying saucer helmet on his head with a long spear, but unfortunately he was blocked by the cotton armor. Drops of blood.

The green camp soldier dodged and came to the rebels.

The space on the battlefield was narrow, and the long spears would not be able to be retracted for a while. The Green Battalion soldiers took advantage of this great opportunity, like killing a chicken, and cut off the neck of the righteous soldier with the ring knife in their hands.

It can't be considered severed, the spine is still there, he just used a knife to cut open the piece of bone from the Adam's apple to the spine, and split the throat into two.

"Damn Tartar, I'll kill you!" Fugui yelled and pulled out his waist knife when he saw that his brother in the same robe was killed by the Qing soldiers.

Taking advantage of the chance that the green battalion soldiers didn't find him, he slashed hard on the green battalion soldier's shoulder, but unfortunately he couldn't cut off the green battalion soldier's left arm because of the cotton armor blocking him.

But looking at the blood stains on the waist knife knife, which was as wide as one or two centimeters, it was almost the same without cutting the bone. The arm of the green battalion soldier was considered useless.

Then Fugui started fighting with him, you stabbed me with a knife, but because both sides were wearing cotton armor, and they had the assistance of fellow robes around them, they couldn't completely kill each other.

The same is true elsewhere. To kill a soldier wearing armor, either you hit the deadly part, or you are capable of miracles.

Fugui's situation in the front of the battle formation is relatively good, and he can barely fight with the green camp soldiers at a [-]-[-] split, but the flanks are not good.

After all, Ji Guangxiu was not a rich man, and he didn't have the financial resources to equip the more than 500 volunteers with cotton armor, so except for some soldiers on the front side who had cotton armor, the rest of the soldiers were either clothed or rattan armor, and what's more, they didn't even have these things. have to wear.

Soon, the green battalion soldiers gradually entered the core area of ​​the army formation from both sides, and they seemed to divide Ji Guangxiu's part into two.

But just when Ji Guangxiu wanted to lead people to drive away the green camp soldiers who broke into the formation, he suddenly heard the loud shouts from the soldiers on the periphery of his own formation.

"The Black Flag Village is gone, the Black Flag Village is gone."

Ji Guangxiu couldn't believe her ears. At this critical moment of the war, the Black Flag Village actually ran away, which would shake the morale of the army.

So he turned his head and looked north. The place where the black flag village was arrayed was more than a mile to the north of them, and he could see it at a glance while sitting on horseback.

"Damn it, you dare to run away, I must make you pay the price." Ji Guangxiu vowed to make the village owner of Heiqi village pay the price for what he did today.

(End of this chapter)