A loud cymbal and gong pierced the sky, and there was a loud bang on the top of Fushun City. The artillery hidden behind the crenels was ignited by the gunners. The white mist of burning gunpowder instantly flooded the top and bottom of the city wall. The gunman raised his gun and pointed it at the package that entered the range. The soldiers were shooting intensively, and the crackling sound of firecrackers was as dense as a wave, one after another attacking towards the large formation with white flags.
The coated cannon fodder who were strolling in the courtyard just now fell down in front of them as if they were being beaten by a strong wind and rain.
The surviving cannon fodders instantly understood their situation. All the coats present who had been hit or missed by cannons and cannons, as long as they were still half breathing, all let out howls that were not like human voices. Thousands of people screamed, The birds and beasts dispersed. The gray crowd was like the ebbing sea water in the dark night, rolling towards the position of the armored soldiers supervising the formation. The armored soldiers supervising the formation behind were shocked by the momentum of the defeat. They just stared blankly at the oncoming Baoji. The originally tight formation of the Zhenyi masters began to loosen slightly.
At the critical moment, several Niulu Ezhen brandished their swords and shouted: "Stop them! Shoot all those who retreat!"
The armored soldiers supervising the battle reacted immediately, took off their rifle bows one after another, pulled out the big arrows from the arrow holders, and fired at the broken soldiers swarming forward without aiming.
Some fierce armored soldiers threw throwing axes and iron bones forward, chopping vegetables and melons to harvest the lives of the slaves. Some of the approaching slaves had no time to cry out their miserable experiences, so they were killed by the Nuzhen in front with long knives. Kill with spear.
In this way, under the attack of the artillery at the city head and the Qing army supervising the battle behind them, the thousands of wrapped Aha who filled the trenches in the first wave were slowly consumed, leaving a field of gray corpses underground, with more than a dozen injured but not dead. Cannon fodder lay on the ground and howled happily, while a flock of crows anxiously pecking at the corpse circled above our heads.
"I never thought that Lin Qi's artillery was so sharp. It seems that the battle was a bad one." Shaomingjun stood in front of Eke, and occasionally expressed negative emotions.
"Nikan is so cunning. He coaxed Bao Yi to get closer and then fired the cannon. When my carriage comes down, hum! Let's see how I deal with them!"
Er Keqin was ordering the carriage to speed up. Suddenly, amid the exclamations, the gate on the opposite side made a creaking sound, and the Qianjin gate hurriedly opened. When Niulu Ele reacted, the guards in the urn city The army then formed an array on the city and took up a posture to fight with the white flag in the field.
Abatai, Rao Yubei and Xihan, came very slowly to meet Eke in person.
E Keqin and Shaoming Jun glanced at each other. Apparently, they both thought that the group of Erguns in Fushun City were so cowardly because they were afraid of death.
Niu Lu'er looked the two of them up and down, glanced back at Shaolin Qi, and whispered:
When the Shaoming Army saw that the troops on the opposite side were well-organized and well-equipped with armor, they knew it was a bad move. They were about to persuade Eke to wait and see what happened. However, Niulu Ele had not yet finished his order:
From Rao Yubei's point of view, the Ergon soldiers in the rear row all wore iron masks and iron skirts, holding horse-killing knives in their hands, and carrying bows, arrows and firecrackers on their backs. Moreover, this iron mask only exposes the eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and the makeup is colorful and looks like ghosts. They stand in rows outside, and they look like shamans worshiping gods. The sight of them is to avoid making people feel uncomfortable. "Qi Meng is training young soldiers in Liaodong. I'm afraid Ergon will be a bad guy..."
At this time, Ergon, who was out of the city fighting in the field, all held regiment cards to cover their bodies. From a distance, it looked like a city wall.
We formed a formation of seven columns, with one hundred riders in each column. Amidst the roars of the two Abatais, the vests looked at Ergon opposite with fierce expressions. Those vests are all elites among the white-flag warriors, and each of them has experienced many fierce battles. Abnormal combat requires so few vests to be used at the same time. Last year, E Keqin followed Huang Taiji in the expedition to North Korea. Eighty horsemen and seventy or eighty foot soldiers were able to break through a medium-sized Korean city.
Shaoming Jun wanted to stop him, but E Keqin pushed him away, "Brother Seventeen, if he is afraid, just hide in front. When I was fighting, he knew he was still here!"
Opposite Lin Qi also had a neat military appearance. In the last row, Ergon was all short in stature, and was covered in iron armor from head to toe, or to put it simply, the entire body was stuffed into an iron shell.
The first row of Jianzhou cavalry collided head-on with the Ergun infantry, feeling that the copper and iron walls were extremely erect and moving.
The confidants Rao Yubei and Xihandu Lin Qilong brought from Zhenglan Banner, the Shaoming Army saw that they were being ignored, and they were still arguing. The two Abataizhen had not yet finished gathering their 700 cavalry.
E Keqin waved his whip and shouted, and Ge Shiha took the order and left, riding a horse and galloping while waving the flag desperately.
"The shield truck and the ladder truck are about to move first! Let Rao Yubei and Xihan lead two people to the Chinese army to receive the order. The armored soldiers on the right and left will mount their horses and put on their armor, and the Korean gunmen will prepare their firearms!"
"The seven of them each ordered two hundred horse armours with white flags to charge. They must break up the Ergon formation. Uzhen Hachao and the Korean gunners will cover and fire, and the other armored soldiers with white flags will follow in front of the horse soldiers and push back together. Destroy those Nikans who know how to live and die!"
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At one time, seven hundred horsemen and armor were used. If they won, it would be bad. If they lost, the white flag would be destroyed.
Shaolin Qi knew that Huang Taiji had no intention of weakening himself this time. I turned around and whispered a few words to Geshiha beside me, and the confidant immediately took the order and left.
