Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 233 Chapter 233, the curtain of the decisive battle day opens, Zhang Xianzhong secretly hides Chen Cang

The day of the decisive battle has come.

On this day, Zhang Xianzhong ordered people to open the gate of Jiujiang City, and countless soldiers of the Western Army poured out like a tide and began to line up outside the city.

Zhang Xianzhong was wearing armor, and the golden scales reflected the dazzling light in the sun. He strode out of Jiujiang City, boarded the chariot, and looked around the battlefield.

In the distance, Daming's military camp is like a silent and coveting monster, with countless tents stacked on top of each other, banners fluttering in the wind.

This is a formidable opponent, and Zhang Xianzhong has been fighting against it for 16 years.

Today, Zhang Xianzhong felt that his side would win!

Zhang Xianzhong said to the left and right in a deep voice: "Today, this king will destroy this little prince of Ming Dynasty!"

All the generals echoed in unison.

Countless soldiers of the Daxi Army shouted loudly: "Daxi will win!" "Destroy the imperial court first, and then break Dashun. Only I, Daxi, will rule the world!" "There are dogs and slaves!"

Zhang Xianzhong looked around at the generals present and began to issue orders.

"Liu Wenxiu, you will lead the left wing with 3 people to launch an attack. The goal is to divert the attention of the court soldiers."

"Ainengqi, Er leads 3 people on the right wing, with the same goal as Liu Wenxiu."

"This king leads a central army of [-], remember to cover the flanks for this king!"

After this arrangement, the basic strategy is clear.

All the generals dispersed one after another, only those who were not named remained.

Zhang Xianzhong's eyes fell on a general who seemed quite impatient: "Kaiwang, come here, this king has a task for you."

Hearing this, the general who had been named was filled with anticipation, and said, "My father, please give me an order!"

Zhang Xianzhong had adopted many adopted sons, and Li Dingguo was just the one Zhang Xianzhong loved the most, like Liu Wenxiu who had just taken orders and Sun Kewang who was named now, were also Zhang Xianzhong's adopted sons.

Zhang Xianzhong said to Sun Kewang: "You are familiar with water, and this king will give you [-] elites. After the battle begins, you will lead the water army in the city to set off quietly, and land at Lijiawu, twenty miles away, and join forces from behind. Attack the Ming army, understand?"

After Sun Kewang heard it, his heart became more and more joyful.

This kind of raid around the rear is often a masterpiece that can change the outcome of the entire battle.

Sun Kewang said loudly: "Father, please don't worry, I will definitely complete the task!"

Seeing Sun Kewang leaving quickly, Zhang Xianzhong had a satisfied expression on his face

This time, Zhang Xianzhong's three armies attacked together, and he asked Zhu Cihong how to win?
In this mood of anticipation, Zhang Xianzhong ordered decisively.

"Army attack!"

Amidst the rumbling drums, countless soldiers and horses of the Western Army began to attack on their own initiative.

All of this was clearly seen by Zhu Cihong who was in the main position of the Ming army.

Zhu Cixiang smiled: "This Zhang Xianzhong seems to have really not learned the lesson he learned in Nanhuzui a few days ago."

Gao Dejie couldn't help but said: "Your Highness, could it be that Zhang Xianzhong wanted to test it out?"

Zhu Cilang smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, anyway, he has already left the city, doesn't he?"

Gao Dejie was stunned for a moment, and then he also laughed: "What Your Highness said is absolutely true!"

Zhu Cihong waved his hand: "Then, give Zhang Xianzhong a lesson he will never forget, and let him leave his life here!"

Soon, the Ming army also sounded the drums of war.

Under Zhu Cihong's gaze, the phalanx of ten thousand Ming army musketeers began to move slowly.

In the phalanx, many officers shouted at the top of their lungs.

"One two one, one two one!"

"The enemy is approaching!"

"The enemy is about to enter the range, the first row is ready!"

"Everyone is ready!"

"Beep-"

This beep was not harmonious, but the officers picked up the whistle hanging around their necks and blew it vigorously.

After receiving this order, all musketeers stopped at the same time.

Then, the first row of musketeers standing at the front directly raised their muskets, using the standard shooting posture taught by the instructors to raise the muskets.

There is no need for any aiming, because there are endless enemies in front of you!

"Bang bang bang!"

Thousands of muskets were fired at the same time, and the sound of musket firing was connected together, like the sound of dense fried beans.

Not far away, the pioneers of the Western Army who had just entered the range did not expect this scene at all.

The dense bullets hit their bodies, directly harvesting a piece.

Looking down from the air, the speed at which the vanguard of the Great Western Army rushed to the front fell down can even be described by the word "uniform".

"Beep beep—" the sharp whistle continued to sound.

The first row of musketeers who had just finished shooting put down their guns and began to reload as quickly as possible.

The musketeers in the second row passed the first row of musketeers with a step.

One, two, three steps stop.

After three steps, the second row of Musketeers stopped and raised their guns.

"Bang bang bang!" There was another series of shooting sounds.

The vanguard of the Great Western Army was once again harvested.

"Beep beep beep-"

The third row of Musketeers stepped forward, surpassing the first row of Musketeers who were reloading, and the second row of Musketeers who were starting to reload.

One, two, three, four, five, six steps stop.

The third row of musketeers raised their guns and fired.

"Bang bang bang!"

The soldiers of the Great Western Army had just stepped on the corpses of their comrades in front, and the next moment, they themselves became new corpses.

The corpse began to grow taller and taller.

The blood was flowing, and the bloody smell was so strong that people felt an urge to vomit after smelling it.

But this is not the end.

After the third row of musketeers also finished shooting, the first row of musketeers finished changing their bombs again.

"Beep-"

Amidst the sharp whistle, the first row of Musketeers continued to move forward and began to prepare for the second wave of shooting.

Standing on the chariot of the chief general, Zhu Cihong watched this scene with a smile on his lips.

"Comrades, what is discipline? This is discipline!"

Amidst Zhu Cihong's emotional voice, the sound of musket firing continued.

The soldiers of the Great Western Army discovered a very terrifying fact.

They have been advancing, and the Ming army on the opposite side is also advancing slowly.

However, although it has been advancing for a long time, the Daxi Army still has not started close contact combat with the Ming Army!
why?
Because the vanguard of the Great Western Army is dying at a speed comparable to a waterfall!

This is a very demoralizing thing.

Always charging, always dying.

However, even the enemy's hands can't touch it!

"Bang bang bang!"

"Beep--"

"Ah, I'm dead!"

In the battlefield, it seemed that there were only these three voices left.

Finally, the vanguard of the Great Western Army showed a significant delay.

Everyone thought about dying when they set foot on the battlefield. Many people bet their lives, hoping to win military exploits, glory and wealth.

But this does not mean that they have to rush to death without hesitation and embrace death when they know that they must die!
Zhang Xianzhong was dumbfounded when the information came from the front line.

"Your Majesty, the muskets of the imperial soldiers and horses are too fierce, and the vanguard army can't attack at all, and they are being ruthlessly harvested!"

"No, it's impossible! It must be fake military information, fake, all fake!"

Now, Zhang Xianzhong was really in a hurry.

However, the ruthless facts still slapped Zhang Xianzhong in the face.

Just a few minutes later, within Zhang Xianzhong's sight, the Great Western Army had even stopped moving forward.

Zhang Xianzhong knew something was wrong, if the battle continued like this, this wave would really end.

Fortunately, at this time Zhang Xianzhong suddenly grabbed another life-saving straw.

"Hopefully, this king still has a navy that can hope for my son, the navy will save me!"

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