(will be refreshed later)
First of all, the Ming army was not defeated unexpectedly.
Secondly, Yangzhou City remained unmoved, as if it were an outsider, which ruined Brother Hao's plan.
Now there were only two options for him.
Either retreat immediately and quickly return along the road with four legs and night cover.
Or, just turn around and attack and kill as many of these Beijing troops as possible.
He deeply understood that these soldiers and horses were the Zhenghuang and Xianghuang flags of the Manchu Khan, and they were the basis of power.
"In this case, I can't go all the way in vain!"
Hauge showed a fierce look: "I would like to see what the strength of the army that once killed Duduo was."
After speaking, he gave an order, and the cavalry made a large circle, and to the surprise of the Ming army, they began to attack from the flank.
"As expected of the Jiannu Cavalry!"
Zhang Changsheng said solemnly: "They know that the weakness of the Musketeers is the waist."
"What a pity, our Beijing Camp is different after all!"
Wu Zhong shook his head and said coldly: "Let them taste the pain today."
"Thousands of times of practice, turning left and right are already engraved in my mind. Now is the time to verify my strength."
Wang Zhen chuckled.
Musketeers are different from other infantry phalanxes in that they are weaker and not thick enough, making them easily penetrated by cavalry.
For example, musketeers who are accustomed to shooting flatly will generally be attacked on the flanks, especially by lightning-fast cavalry, and will easily suffer defeat and disrupt their formation.
Therefore, the protection of a spearman is generally required.
But for the Beijing camp, the soldiers have become accustomed to measuring distances through years of training.
There is almost two feet between the front, back, left and right. Although it looks empty and thin, it is extremely convenient for changing directions.
So, with an order, the advancing phalanx immediately stopped, and then quickly turned to the left, just like before.
"Damn, how is that possible?"
Hauge was stunned at this moment.
This is definitely not common sense.
Whether it is a square formation or a musket, whether these can be launched, but almost in the blink of an eye, the advancing square team can change direction, and the left wing becomes the front wing. It is like a fantasy to him.
No matter how elite the Eight Banners infantry is, it will never be like this.
For the previous Ming army, not to mention changing direction, even if they were stopped, it would cause chaos in the phalanx and create gaps.
"preparation--"
With a loud shout, the musketeers held their breath and filled their gunpowder and ammunition.
After the first row finished firing, the second row came forward, and the cycle repeated. By the time the last row finished firing, the muskets had been fired continuously for nearly half a quarter of an hour.
By the time they stopped and the gunpowder was nearly exhausted, it was already two-quarters of an hour.
Ahead, the corpses of war horses and stubborn Eight Banners soldiers were everywhere.
Hauge also fled with his almost frightened cavalry.
"Is this the battle won like this?"
Wu Zhong was a little surprised, but also a little happy.
After running all night, fearing all night, and relying on me tightly for two quarters of an hour, I turned defeat into victory and redeemed myself. This was so unexpected.
"The Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty are nothing more than that."
Wang Zhen raised her head and said confidently.
In response, Zhang Changsheng curled his lips: "That said, this cavalry has been running all night and defeated two battalions in a row. It is already considered extremely tough."
First of all, the Ming army was not defeated unexpectedly.
Secondly, Yangzhou City remained unmoved, as if it were an outsider, which ruined Brother Hao's plan. Gu Li
Now there were only two options for him.
Either retreat immediately and return quickly along the road with four legs and night cover.
Or, just turn around and attack and kill as many of these Beijing troops as possible.
He deeply understood that these soldiers and horses were the Zhenghuang and Xianghuang flags of the Manchu Khan, and they were the basis of power.
"In this case, I can't run away in vain!"
Hauge showed a fierce look: "I would like to see what the strength of the army that once killed Duduo was."
After speaking, he gave an order, and the cavalry made a large circle, and to the surprise of the Ming army, they began to attack from the flank.
"As expected of the Jiannu Cavalry!"
Zhang Changsheng said solemnly: "They know that the weakness of the Musketeers is the waist."
"What a pity, our Beijing Camp is different after all!"
Wu Zhong shook his head and said coldly: "Let them taste the pain today."
"Thousands of times of practice, turning left and right are already engraved in my mind. Now is the time to verify my strength."
Wang Zhen chuckled.
The musketeers were different from other infantry phalanxes in that they were weaker and not thick enough, making them easily penetrated by cavalry.
For example, musketeers who are accustomed to shooting flatly will generally be attacked on the flanks, especially by lightning-fast cavalry, and will easily suffer defeat and disrupt their formation.
Therefore, the protection of a spearman is generally required.
But for the Beijing camp, the soldiers have become accustomed to measuring distances through years of training.
There is almost two feet between the front, back, left and right. Although it looks empty and thin, it is extremely convenient for changing directions.
So, with an order, the advancing phalanx immediately stopped, and then quickly turned to the left, just like before.
"Damn, how is that possible?"
Hauge was stunned at this moment.
This is definitely not common sense.
Whether it is a square formation or a musket, whether these can be launched, but almost in the blink of an eye, the advancing square team can change direction and the left wing becomes the front wing. It is like a fantasy to him.
No matter how elite the Eight Banners infantry is, it will never be like this.
For the previous Ming army, not to mention changing direction, even if they were stopped, it would cause chaos in the phalanx and create gaps.
"preparation--"
With a loud shout, the musketeers held their breath and filled their gunpowder and ammunition.
After the first row finished firing, the second row came forward, and the cycle repeated. By the time the last row finished firing, the muskets had been fired continuously for nearly half a quarter of an hour.
By the time they stopped and the gunpowder was nearly exhausted, it was already two-quarters of an hour.
Ahead, the corpses of war horses and stubborn Eight Banners soldiers were everywhere.
Hauge also fled with his almost frightened cavalry.
"Is this the battle won like this?"
Wu Zhong was a little surprised, but also a little happy.
After running all night, fearing all night, and relying on me tightly for two quarters of an hour, I turned defeat into victory and redeemed myself. This was so unexpected.
"The Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty are nothing more than that."
Wang Zhen raised her head and said confidently.
In response, Zhang Changsheng curled his lips: "That said, this cavalry has been running all night and defeated two battalions in a row. It is already extremely tough." After running all night and being frightened all night, he relied on him for two quarters of an hour. To turn defeat into victory and atone for one's sins, this is simply too unexpected.
"The Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty are nothing more than that."
Wang Zhen raised her head and said confidently.
In response, Zhang Changsheng curled his lips: "That said, this cavalry has been running all night and defeated two battalions in a row. It is already considered extremely tough."
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