Chapter 202: Destroying Two Red Flags

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The Black Dragon Battle Flag echoes the Black Tiger Flag.

The black unicorn battle flag of the 5000 headquarters also broke through the siege of the two red flags and moved closer to the main force of Kaiyuan.

The three flags merged into one, and the Kaiyuan Army's attack on the two red flags officially began.

The main force of the cavalry battalion rushed forward wildly, chasing the two red-banner cavalrymen who were lagging behind along the Suzi River Valley. The Kaiyuan cavalrymen chopped down the lagging Jiannu slaves like melons and vegetables.

The two red flag cavalry, which had fallen into chaos, were no match for the cavalry battalion. Whether it was equipment training or military morale, the Houjin soldiers under the semi-slavery system were no match for the Kaiyuan cavalry.

They didn't dare to turn back and fight back, or even stay on the battlefield.

There are more terrifying beings on the battlefield than cavalry armed to the teeth.

That was the Kaiyuan warriors arriving in formation.

These warriors follow orders and prohibitions. Thousands of them act like the same person. To describe them as puppets is not an exaggeration.

There is no fear or joy in the eyes of these people, and you can't even see any expressions. They just kill and kill mechanically. This is what scares the enemy the most.

There are more than 7,500 soldiers in the two thousand headquarters across the river.

They went all the way south from Kaiyuan, and the battles were going quite smoothly, until they were plotted by the slaves in Hetuala. Before they saw the shadow of the Hou Jin soldiers, they suffered two to three thousand casualties on their own side.

These elites from all battles were holding back their anger, and they had to deal with Jiannu just after crossing the Suzi River.

The 1st and 2000th Headquarters were the first troops in the Kaiyuan Army to be equipped with flintlock guns, and more than half of them were fire gun soldiers.

After crossing the river, these gunmen immediately formed a tight formation and advanced towards the Jiannu cavalry to the beat of drums.

Yang Guli had noticed these soldiers early. He had seen fire gun soldiers with guns in hand, but he had never seen fire gun soldiers who could shoot while marching.

He felt that these Kaiyuan warriors in front of him were quite funny. It was just that the Kaiyuan cavalry came to chase him. These infantrymen also came to join in the fun. Yang Guli quickly judged that these fire gun soldiers were just like the new soldiers who had just crossed the river and drowned. They had come to cross the river to die. of.

Relying on his absolute advantage in strength, Yang Guli ordered the flanking cavalry to fight against these desperate soldiers.

Half a group of about 150 cavalrymen immediately dispatched, charging towards the thin fusilier formation on the opposite side.

Yang Guli held a bow in one hand and a one-handed waist knife in the other, shouting loudly and taking the lead in the attack.

"Kill all the Southern Barbarians!"

The cavalrymen running parallel to the left and right raised their sabers and bows, and pointed their blades and arrow clusters diagonally at the fusilier line more than 400 steps away.

The war horses galloped past and quickly approached the Kaiyuan Army's front line. In the eyes of these Houjin warriors, the Ming Army's firearms were worrisome in combat effectiveness and were basically defective. It was common for them to explode and misfire when used, so they were not worried about the enemy. Use of Firearms.

Yang Guli felt that if the Kaiyuan Army fought against him with real swords and guns, he might still have a chance of winning. Unfortunately, if he chose to use these unreliable firearms now, he would be seeking death. This was one of the reasons why he dared to fight the Kaiyuan Army. one.

In Yang Guli's view, the thin three-row fusilier line was like paper. With one charge, the Kaiyuan soldiers would wipe out the entire army.

This is one of the reasons that has supported Yang Guli until now.

But under the crushing force of absolute strength, any illusions no longer matter.

The flintlock rifles equipped by Kaiyuan warriors have a range of more than 300 steps, and can penetrate Jiannu's chain mail and scale armor within 200 steps. The lead bullets will hit the body in the east and west, and those who are hit will die in extreme pain.

In front of this kind of flintlock gun, the exquisite leather armor worn by the two red flag cavalry was no different from paper.

The Jiannu cavalry came to a position two hundred steps away from the fire cannon soldiers. They were about to raise their cavalry bows to launch the attack, when suddenly there was a crackling sound like fried beans on the opposite front.

Yang Guli, the real Yang Guli with a red flag on his forehead, has his last memory of this world fixed in a starry fire.

Like a strong wind sweeping across a wheat field, the Jiannu cavalry in the front row suddenly fell down. The fallen cavalry screamed inhumanly. This salvo caused at least 80 cavalry casualties, and half of the cavalrymen were injured. There were more than half casualties, and the injured horses neighed and ran wildly in all directions, trampling on the injured Houjin soldiers on the ground.

"retreat!"

The remaining cavalry were frightened by the tragic scene before them and reined in their horses, daring not to continue the attack. Some brave Houjin soldiers used their cavalry bows to fight back at the opposite side. Their counterattack was weak and weak. Five or six of the Kaiyuan soldiers on the opposite side were shot, leaving empty positions. Immediately filled up by the people behind.

At the same time, the Kaiyuan soldiers fired their second round of flintlock fire. Two hundred steps away, the still hesitant cavalry fell in large numbers again. The hit effect this time was not as good as the last time. Only more than fifty people were hit. , fell to the ground wailing in pain, screaming and neighing, the intestines of some Hou Jin soldiers were punched out, and a pool of colorful liquid flowed on the ground.

Such a scene was too bloody. No matter how tenacious the fighting spirit of the two red flag warriors was, they could not withstand such a blow. The remaining fifty riders no longer hesitated and immediately rode away.

Yang Guli was killed, and the corpses of Hou Jin soldiers and horses piled up a hill on the battlefield. Kaiyuan soldiers stepped over the corpses and marched neatly towards the west gate.

The two red flag cavalry suffered three rounds of attacks in succession, and their morale had already reached its lowest point. At this time, they could no longer bear it. Finally, the first cavalry turned around and fled, followed by the second cavalry. Soon, the cavalry fled eastward like a tide.

For these Houjin soldiers, whether they defeated the Nikan soldiers or whether they could defend Hetuala was no longer important.

They just want to escape from the battlefield as soon as possible, escape from this tragic hell, and get as far away from these terrifying killing machines behind them as possible.

Of course, the Kaiyuan Cavalry Battalion would not give Jiannu a chance to retreat unscathed. They clung to the tail of the defeated soldiers like hungry wolves, and kept forcing them towards the two red flag soldiers marching near the west gate.

The retreating cavalry soldiers collided head-on with the infantry phalanx. The two rear Jin soldiers and horses collided with each other. People near the west gate fell on their backs. In front of them were thousands of spearmen and Bagara elites from the two red flags. They had not yet figured it out. What happened on the battlefield on the east bank? He was coerced by the collapsed cavalry and fled eastward.

Darkhan, who was supervising the battle behind the formation, roared:

"Those who backslide, die!"

"Where did that bitch slave Yang Guli die? Let him come to see me! I have to skin him! I gave him three thousand horsemen and half of them died in less than an hour. What use is his slave!"

Niulu Ezhen, a man next to him, said in a low voice:

"Master, Yang Guli, he is dead..."

Darkhan's expression changed slightly and he was silent for a moment. He looked bitterly at the Kaiyuan cavalry ahead who was still fighting with the two red flags and said loudly:

"Let the Nikan gunners at the top of the city fire immediately, target the Kaiyuan cavalry, and the fusiliers on the flanks, and kill all the Nikans!"

Niu Lu was really stunned for a moment and said uneasily:

"Master, our people are still over there..."

Darkhan gritted his teeth and said:

"So what, hundreds of remaining soldiers will be killed by Liu Zhaosun soon! This thief is so strong, no wonder even the Khan has to suffer from him."

Darkhan added:

"Let Bagala block the cavalry, and kill all those who retreat!"

Niu Lu'erzhen took the order and left. Ba Yala, who was supervising the formation in the back row, was holding a heavy sword and a long axe. He stood behind the fleeing cavalry. After killing more than a dozen people in a row, he finally managed to stabilize the cavalry formation. However, at this time, they collapsed. The chaotic cavalry had smashed the originally tight pikemen's line into pieces. In many places, the cavalry and pikemen trampled on each other. Before the original army could launch an attack, the two red flags had already killed and wounded hundreds of people.

Baya's expulsion cavalry turned around and charged towards the Kaiyuan soldiers' front.

After Kaiyuan's army defeated the two red flag cavalry, Liu Zhaosun's army moved to an open space two miles away from the west gate.

Han Zhenyi and Wang Congzhi quickly stepped forward to report the shelling situation to Marquis Pingliao.

Liu Zhaosun put down the telescope, nodded with satisfaction, and smiled at the two artillery battalion officers beside him:

"You dare to fight the Kaiyuan Army with just two red flags. Huang Taiji thinks too highly of Abatai."

Du Du added next to him: "Maybe Huang Taiji wants to kill someone with a borrowed knife and get rid of Abatai."

Kang Yingqian stroked his beard gently. The sixteen-year-old flag owner with a white flag was now becoming more and more fluent in speech.

Liu Zhaosun turned to look at Du Du, thought for a long time, and said calmly:

"Du Du, do you want to be the Great Khan of the Empress Jin Dynasty?"

After hearing this, Du Du's face changed drastically, thinking that Liu Zhaosun was testing him. For fear of giving the wrong answer, he quickly knelt down on the ground and expressed his loyalty to Marquis Pingliao:

"The final general will follow Marquis Pingliao to the death and will never dare to betray him!"

Liu Zhaosun smiled and patted his shoulder, winked at Kang Yingqian, and Kang Yingqian said:

"The two red flags have suffered all casualties. Once the two red flags are destroyed, Marquis Pingliao wants you to come forward to surrender the two white flags. If you can succeed, Huang Taiji will have no choice but to sit back and wait for death. If Huang Taiji is destroyed, you will be the king's khan. How about it?"

Du Du's expression kept changing, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"I made a promise to you when I was in Hunhe. From now on, I will be the lord of the world and you will be the lord of Jianzhou. You will continue to defend Liaodong and you will always be my guard! Have you forgotten?"

Du Du heard what Liu Zhaosun said and knew that he was very sure about conquering Hetuala and destroying Houjin, but he did not dare to agree easily and just said perfunctorily:

"I will follow Mr. Liu to the death, and I dare not have any wrong thoughts..."

Liu Zhaosun looked at him angrily, shook his head, turned to the artillery battalion officer and said:

"The Tatars are not chaotic enough now. Let them be more chaotic. Push the artillery forward two hundred steps, replace the solid bullets with shotgun shells, and aim at the Zhenyi armored soldiers in front, giving Abatai a surprise."

Wang Congzhi turned around and went down to make arrangements. After hearing this, Han Zhenyi stood there and said hesitantly:

"Sir, if we use shotgun shells, the range of the artillery will be greatly shortened. By then, we may have become the target of the slave artillery at the top of the city before we can fire..."

Liu Zhaosun smiled and said to Han Zhenyi:

"What you are worried about is true, but I am already prepared, just waiting for the Tatars to fire..."

The two battalion officers immediately took action. The gunner quickly removed the ground-gripping hook that fixed the artillery, and moved the gun body back onto the vehicle. The auxiliary soldiers and the gunner pushed the artillery vehicle forward together.

However, Han Zhenyi expected that Jiannu at the top of the city would immediately seize the opportunity and fire.

Liu Zhaosun summoned the thunder craftsmen and asked them to fire flying crows, aiming at the artillery at the top of the city.

"Sir, how much are you launching?"

Lei Jiangtou still looked as sleepy as before, his eyes narrowed into a thin line.

"How much did you bring this time?"

Lei Jiangtou quickly replied:

"There are always six thousand, but it's a pity that more than a thousand fell on the west bank, and more than a thousand fell into the river. Only more than three thousand were brought here."

"Send a thousand artillery pieces first and aim them at the West Gate Urn City to cover them all."

Sharp whistling sounds resounded through the battlefield on the east coast. Countless meteors lit up over the battlefield, dragging orange-red tail flames and accelerating towards the west gate of Hetuala. The arrows touched the ground of the city wall, causing violent explosions and rising clouds. With red mushroom clouds, Ximen Wengcheng was quickly enveloped in flames.

The Shenhuo Flying Crow equipped with a rocket stabilizer has a smoother flight and greatly improved shooting accuracy. It can be launched within two miles and the deviation from the target can be controlled within ten steps. Considering that the rocket capsule is equipped with a large number of ceramic tiles and Iron nails make it difficult for anyone to survive within ten steps.

Liu Zhaosun looked at the mushroom clouds blooming at the top of the city and smiled at the people around him:

"Justice from heaven, no matter whether it is Ba Ya La or Niu Lu E Zhen, they are all vulnerable in front of the divine fire flying crow."

This is the first time that a new type of rocket has been used on the battlefield. The last time they pacified the Wenxiang Sect in Shandong, they were useless because they wanted to give Huang Taiji a surprise.

"Okay, all the Jiannu artillery has misfired. Now we can extinguish the two red flags. The artillery continues to bombard, and the soldiers are ready to board the city!"

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