Life in Film and Television: Starting from the Jinshui Bridge

Chapter 291 The Battle of the Wilderness
Not only did he not understand this point, but even Huang Taiji couldn't understand it.

Maybe only Liu Meng knows the reason!It's not because these Ming army soldiers were exploited too hard by civil officials and officials.

There is resentment in my heart, and I dare not resist at ordinary times. Once I surrender to the Tartars, I will think that I am no longer from the Ming Dynasty.

They have no sympathy for their former comrades. In short, they have become other people's slaves, so they can simply serve their new masters wholeheartedly!
In order to please the new master, these Ming soldiers who surrendered broke out with the strongest combat power, which is not surprising at all!
After receiving the report from the scouts, Liu Meng stood up and immediately gave the order.

There is nothing to prepare for, nothing more than queuing up and shooting, but it is different from the previous battle.

There are as many as 900 people in the rifle formation, and there are only 100 most powerful cavalrymen specially selected by Liu Meng.

After all, the Tartars who came this time were not hundreds of people but thousands of people. The density of the platoon guns was reduced, and the killing area was not enough. Big casualties.

Soon, more than 2000 people had lined up in the wild plain. This time, not only Liu Meng's 1000 people stood solemnly, but even Shang Kexi's three-person team lined up solemnly on the side of the rifle formation.

There are three rows of rifle formations, with 300 people in each row. With such a wide shooting angle, the three-stage shooting is enough to face the Tartars with thousands of people.

On the horses, Liu Meng and Shang Kexi each held binoculars and looked at the distant wilderness.

From time to time, there were scouts going back and forth to Liu Meng and the other four to report the progress of the Tartars.

Until this time, Liu Meng didn't know that it was the Tartar's inlaid blue flag, but he didn't know whether Jierhalang was inside.

At the same time, Lu Xiangsheng, who set off from Daming Mansion, and five thousand white soldiers from Sichuan, led by the female general Qin Liangyu and his son, Ma Xianglin, also came towards the capital.

The king's soldiers and horses from all walks of life, whether they are willing or not, are also gathering towards the capital.

Under the leadership of Zu Dashou, Guan Ning's army bypassed Zunhua City and gathered in Jizhou and Tongzhou.

According to Yuan Chonghuan's tactical arrangement, they wanted to intercept Huang Taiji in Jizhou and Tongzhou.

Jierhalang also came to the wilderness with 5000 troops, and he saw Liu Meng's team lined up in the wilderness from a distance.

500 meters away, the two sides lined up in the wilderness, Liu Meng's side remained motionless except for the occasional snort and hooves of the war horses, but Jierhalang's team seemed chaotic and noisy.

The main reason is that those Han soldiers who surrendered were kept yelling and cursing by the Tartar masters, and kept up with the galloping horses. Cannon fodder for the number of shots.

In the binoculars, the four of Liu Meng looked at these Han soldiers who hadn't even had time to change their clothes. Liu Meng had nothing to say.

Kong Youde couldn't help cursing. Although Shang Kexi and Geng Zhongming didn't curse, their faces were as black as the bottom of a pot, and their teeth were clenched together.

The next moment, in the formation of the Tartars, a long horn sounded 'woo woo'.

The soldiers of the Ming army lined up in front of the formation, howled ferociously, and walked slowly towards Liu Meng's formation with spears in their hands.

500 meters, 400 meters, 300 meters, 200 meters. . .The soldiers began to shout and charge.

In front of Liu Meng's rifle array, a rapid whistle sounded. The 300mm riflemen in the first row raised their rifles and aimed their guns at the bodies of the soldiers of the Ming army who had charged the second time.

At 150 meters, the whistle sounded again, and the first row of three hundred riflemen fired in unison.

The gunshots of "啪啪啪" sounded intensively, and there was not much white smoke floating out of the position, which was the smoke formed after the explosion of gunpowder.

But unlike the Ming army bird musketeers, a large amount of smoke diffused after firing the musket.

The soldiers of the Ming army who were charging were like a piece of fat that had been bitten off, and a large part of the charging wave line visible to the naked eye disappeared.

People with good eyesight can clearly see that no fewer than 100 soldiers of the Ming army fell to the ground.

Even the soldiers of the Ming army who were charging couldn't stop their bodies. They were tripped by their fallen comrades and fell to the ground. The next moment, they got up again and followed the comrades in front to continue to charge towards Liu Meng's rifle array.

Seeing this scene, Jierhalang couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat, he didn't understand.

What kind of firecrackers are the firecrackers used by this group of Ming soldiers, and how can they be so powerful.

From such a long distance, they fired guns, and they were so powerful that they were not at all like the soldiers of the Ming army in the past.

Shooting from a hundred steps away is equivalent to emptying the gun, and being swarmed up by the rear golden cavalry, they were quickly defeated.

Seeing this situation, Jierhalang had a ridiculously bad premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, the next moment, the gunners of the Ming Army who finished shooting in the first row squatted on the ground in place, and the gunners in the second row started shooting immediately.

There was another burst of dense and clear gunshots, and another hundred or so Ming soldiers fell to the ground, and then the third row of Ming army musketeers also fired.

The soldiers of the Ming army who were charging couldn't help being frightened. They wanted to flee back, but they were afraid that the Tartar masters behind them would chop off their heads.

What made them gratified was that the firecrackers of this Ming army only had three rows and a hundred meters away. As long as they rushed over, they would not be afraid of these sharp firecrackers.

Because, they all know that no matter how fast the reloading speed of the firecracker is, it will take ten breaths to fire the second time. This time is enough for them to rush forward and stab these damned Ming army firecrackers with their spears. their hearts.

Unfortunately, they miscalculated, and Jierhalang was also frightened.

Just after the third row of Ming army soldiers finished shooting, the first row of Ming army musketeers who had squatted down had regained their fighting strength.

In the hasty whistle, the firecrackers were picked up again, aiming at the soldiers of the Ming army who had approached 80 meters.

There was another burst of gunfire, and the soldiers of the Ming army rushing in the front row fell to the ground in despair. The first group of musketeers squatted down, and the second row stood up. . .

Needless to say, the charging soldiers of the Ming army uttered a cry in unison, turned their heads and rushed back.

In this short distance of 500 meters, 500 of the [-] soldiers died, and [-]/[-] of the battle damage, they collapsed.

Crying and shouting, I wish my parents would give me an extra leg so that I could escape from these powerful and inexplicable Ming army gunners.

Unfortunately, their Tartar masters did not give them a chance to escape.

Ji Erhalang gave the order with a gloomy face, and the Mongolian light cavalry rushed up on horseback, put on their bows and arrows from a distance, and shot arrows eighty steps away.

(End of this chapter)