Emperor Ming Dynasty

Liaodong, sunny.

"kill--"

In front of Taiping Fort, a large number of troops began to fight, blood and sweat mixed on the ground, artificially clearing out a level ground.

And in the sky not far away, it seems to be avoiding these huge humans, even the birds are gone, only a few lonely clouds are moving slowly.

"Crackling-"

"Crackling-"

The two armies moved forward with neat steps.

A large amount of thick smoke permeated the army formation, making all the aiming heads start to fail, only the musketeers loaded and fired numbly.

And above their heads, a large number of artillery roared in the air, leaping into the enemy camp, damaging morale.

"I never thought that Jiannu would have Musketeers."

Li Jingwu stood guard at the top of the wall, with his hands on the parapet, his face full of disbelief.

On the other hand, Chen Yongfu deeply hid the shock in his eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"Jiannu has always been able to imitate. Didn't our Daming's most powerful artillery be imitated by him?"

"But, I have also learned to carry a gun."

Li Jingwu still couldn't believe that this Ming's trump card had been learned.

How much harm this is to one's own side.

This event in Liaodong, the largest musketeer confrontation in history, really scared everyone.

The Ming army was shocked by the muskets of the Qing soldiers, but the Qing army was frightened by the artillery.

Hauge frowned, looking at the roaring artillery and the shells that destroyed the formation, he was very upset.

"How could the Ming army have cannons? And they were red-clothed cannons."

"I guess it came by sea."

Lieutenant Nikan on the side showed a helpless look: "The navy of the Ming army has always been powerful, and the ships have a strong carrying capacity. If you want to have some artillery, you don't think it will be a problem."

"We don't have sailors!"

Hauge was quite angry, but he was a little helpless.

"Humph!"

After watching the battle for a long time, the soldiers of the two armies fought back and forth, which was very lively.

But whether it is artillery or muskets, the accuracy in this period is all arranged by God, unless it is crowded and rushes forward without fear of death.

Just like the fearless Qing army before.

But now Man Qing is also afraid, he is no longer so reckless, he is cautious, and he will not come close to death.

"General, it's almost eighty paces."

Nikan on the side watched the battle and said in a frightened voice.

"What happened to eighty steps?"

"The Ming army is still moving forward. They have more people than us, and they will suffer."

Once the musketeers are close to the effective range, the further they face each other, the higher the damage will be.

In history, the famous British lobster soldiers rely on the boldness of about thirty steps to make the enemy terrified.

Because most of the soldiers are made of meat, they will also be afraid. At a range of fifty steps, a round of muskets can take away [-]% of them.

But the lobster soldiers can quickly make up for it, but the opponent has no such discipline and courage, so they can only be defeated.

Nikan couldn't help trembling and said: "Look, the formation is a little loose, and the soldiers can't hold it anymore."

"withdraw--"

Hauge gritted his teeth tightly and spoke a word with difficulty.

At this time, the Qing army breathed a sigh of relief, and withdrew to the two wings, and the cavalry on the side also began to cover.

Chen Yongfu on the opposite side also breathed a sigh of relief: "They really can't hold on."

"We can't hold on much." Li Jingwu sighed: "There are too many casualties, and we can't account for the lives of the sons and daughters here."

A miserable victory is definitely not what the two of them are after.

And similarly, Hauge couldn't afford this kind of one-on-one substitution.

He immediately raised his palm, turned his head and shouted: "Send an order to order Sauron's soldiers to move forward and fight—"

At this point, Hauge knew he couldn't retreat.

Because there is not much gunpowder.

Liaodong had a shortage of saltpetre, and now this battle had almost consumed all the gunpowder he carried, so he could only use it as a fire stick.

If you can't take advantage of this opportunity to fight, it will be a waste.

The herd of horses gradually began to divert like a flood, and the heavy cavalry of the former army ran to the northwest.

After the Musketeers retreated and the two groups of cavalry held the formation, Hauge personally led the army, leading the brave Saurons, and came slowly, forming three groups of cavalry, with the front like a character and a cluster of arrows.

The horses ran again, and the armored knight was undulating on the horse's back. The horseshoes dug up the soil on the ground, and a lot of dust filled the air.

In this regard, the Ming army was not afraid. They practiced cavalry for a long time, and they came head-on, and Li Jingwu went into battle in person.

In the wide horizontal area, the Qing army formed a superior force, and the momentum was very turbulent.

"Kill—" Li Jingwu was fearless.

At the moment when the musketeers retreated, the whole battlefield was handed over to the cavalry.

The cavalry on both sides gradually approached, seemingly slowly but really fast.

Li Jingwu's ears were covered with fur and mail, but he also heard the whistling of the wind in his ears.Things on the ground became more and more blurred, only the cavalry soldiers paralleling on both sides seemed to be still.

"Hmph!" Seeing the enemy army getting closer, a ferocious smile appeared on his face: "Boys, take out the firecrackers."

"Thunderbolt clap."

There was a dense sound like fried beans in the wind. When Hauge looked up, there were bursts of gunpowder smoke.

There was a sound of "ding ding ding", even his shoulder was obviously bumped, and it was embedded in the armor at once, blocked by the silk inside.

But the heavy force made him tremble.

"How could the cavalry have muskets? Why didn't I see them?"

Hauge was shocked.

What's the matter with the Ming army, can't they live without muskets?

"Kacha——" He quickly approached Yiqi, raised the knife in his hand and dropped it, killing him.

I saw the short gun in his hand.

Looking back, he saw that a large number of cavalrymen were not hit by short guns, only some unlucky ones.

But many war horses were frightened, and many horses stumbled, which the cavalry could not control.

In this way, the Ming army was given an excellent opportunity.

You must know that on the battlefield, any opportunity is fleeting, and even determines the outcome of a war.

Li Jingwu has been in the army for many years, and he has been clear about this for a long time, not to mention that such an opportunity was created by himself.

He roared: "Kill Jianu—"

At this time, the Ming cavalry was a fusion of fine cavalry such as Chuang Bing, Bian Jun, Guan Ning Jun, Xi Jun, etc., after many years of hard work.

Whether it is armor weapons or morale, they are no different from those of the Qing Dynasty, and even surpass them in some aspects.

Therefore, Li Jingwu has no fear, and is eager for the cavalry to truly defeat the Qing army in a battle.

However, the Qing army always looked at the Ming army in the same way, thinking that the cavalry was invincible, but when they came into contact with it at this time, they were immediately taken aback.

The tip of the needle faced the wheat awn, and there was a bloodbath. The two armies fought for more than an hour, and it could be said that there was no winner.

It was a tie tactically.

In terms of strategy, judging from the small population of the Qing army, they lost miserably.