"There is an order from the military gate, please lead General Chen to lead his troops to attack the slave formation from the front!"
"Supervising the front right battalion and the rear left battalion will be the support of the general soldier."
Chen Wang looked beyond Tang Ma who came to deliver the order and looked in the direction of the Chinese army not far behind him.
In the position of the central army, the fiery red banner representing Sun Chuanting stood on a high slope, with flags all around like brocades, undulating, smoke billowing on the left and right sides, and the rumble of war drums had already sounded in the sky above the wilderness.
The infantry of the two battalions on the left and right of Supervisor Biao were beginning to assemble. The soldiers and horses of the brigade were slowly coming across the grassland in the southern suburbs of Zhending. One flag after another slowly enlarged in Chen Wang's field of vision.
The combat strength of Supervisor Biao Camp under Sun Chuanting was definitely first-rate. Counting the two thousand soldiers and horses left behind in Shaanxi, there were a total of seven thousand men, with each small battalion having about one thousand men.
The original Dubiao Camp was a soldier recruited by Sun Chuanting in Shaanxi. There were only 3,000 soldiers, and it was also the basic base of Sun Chuanting's Dubiao Camp.
Later, after completing the preparations and reorganization of Xi'an's Four Guards, Sun Chuanting selected elite generals from the Four Guards and incorporated them into the Dubiao Camp, and expanded the army by another 2,000 people, bringing the number of Dubiao Camp to five. Thousands of people.
Sun Chuanting's military management was extremely strict and his training was ruthless, which made some of the pacesetters unbearable. In the first month of the 10th year of Chongzhen's reign, Sun Chuanting's pacesetters Xu Zhong and Liu Yingjie launched a mutiny, causing huge losses.
Now the composition of the Dubiao Battalion under Sun Chuanting is no longer all Shaanxi soldiers, half of them are Sichuan soldiers who were transferred later.
The two battalions of the front right battalion and the rear left battalion are all composed of Sichuan soldiers. Although these Sichuan soldiers have followed Sun Chuanting for a short time and have not been trained for a long time, their fighting skills are not much inferior to those of the Dubiao battalion under Sun Chuanting.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
The Ming army's chariots carrying war drums moved forward slowly, and the high-spirited war drums continued to echo in the wilderness on the outskirts of Zhending City, impacting the chests of everyone in the military formation.
"mighty!"
Accompanied by the deafening mighty sound, Sun Chuanting's two battalions, the Front Right Battalion and the Back Left Battalion, took only half a quarter of an hour to step out of the Chinese army's formation.
The left and right wings formed an endless forest of spears and halberds, rolling towards the Qing army's formation.
The command of the offensive was also handed over to Chen Wang by Sun Chuanting.
Chen Wang lowered his head slightly and took the command flag handed over by someone from Sun Chuanting with both hands.
"Chen Gong, you lead the First Cavalry's Thousand Headquarters to the rear formation. As the war supervisor, you will coordinate the two wings."
Chen Wang took over the command flag, and his first order was to let Chen Gong lead the cavalry to suppress the formation.
The Qing army's formation was heavily guarded, with a forest of spears and halberds, as if it was a curled up hedgehog that was unable to eat.
No rational general would let the cavalry directly attack the waiting infantry formation.
And until now, Chen Wang has only a small number of cavalry under his command, most of which have been picked up off the shelf, with very little actual training.
Although the cost of maintaining and maintaining the cavalry is high, what is even more difficult is that the cavalry is difficult to replenish.
In many cases, if one person dies, one person will be missing, and it is extremely difficult to replenish them.
There are many people who can ride a horse, but it is extremely difficult to find someone who can still fight while riding a war horse.
"The musketeers are in front, the spearmen are in the back, and they are arrayed in accordance with the wartime regulations."
Chen Wang held the command flag, looked left and right, and ordered in a deep voice.
Hu Zhili and Chen Ming both responded to the order and returned to their respective headquarters.
Sun Chuanting handed over the command of the attack.
Chen Wang didn't think about any tricks or strange strategies. Instead, he divided the two infantry troops under the battalion into two formations, and neatly formed a heavy formation with two lines of deployment.
More than two thousand soldiers were arranged on the field according to their bureaus. The small formations of every two bureaus were combined into one central formation, with a slight gap between the central formations.
The front formation is a large line formation composed of a thousand gun soldiers holding sea-sworn guns.
They are composed of gunners from two infantry departments. Each formation has four rows of gunners, arranged in four central formations, arranged across the field.
There were not many more than a thousand people. Unlike the musketeers holding matchlocks, the muskets were flintlock guns, so they could be arranged more closely.
More than a thousand gunmen were arranged closely together, and the entire front line was only more than 160 meters apart.
Behind them were a group of Hanzhong Army infantry armed with spears and shields.
Further back and on both wings, there were cavalry formations, the Hanzhong Army cavalry that was slowly pressing away like dark clouds, and the two battalions of Governor Biao under Sun Chuanting.
The rest of the Ming army infantry are also slowly coming from all directions.
As the army mobilized and launched waves, countless clouds of smoke and dust flew into the air. Over the wilderness
Chen Wang held the command flag in one hand and the reins in the other, reining in the advancing horse.
Over the years, he has commanded many battles, facing enemy troops ranging from hundreds to tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands.
But despite this, Chen Wang was still not at peace at this time.
The soldiers under his command followed him all the way to the north and south, but the opponents they faced were basically rogue bandits with backward equipment, and they rarely encountered life-threatening situations.
Most of the time, the bandits escaped with one blow instead of fighting to the death.
The intensity of the confrontation with the Qing army was by no means comparable to that of the confrontation with the rogue bandits.
But now the arrow is on the string and must be fired.
Chen Wang raised his head slightly and led the war horse to move half a circle to the right.
He was located slightly behind the formation, with more than a hundred cavalry guards on his left and right.
The twenty three-pound cannons and four five-pound cannons in the army have all been gathered together and lined up at the rear of the pikemen's queue.
The position of the formation was still three miles away from the Qing army's formation, so the artillery had not yet been unloaded from the pack horses and was still being dragged.
The light is dim and the sun is setting over the mountains.
The blood-red sunset dyed the sunset on the horizon blood-red, and everything in sight seemed to be colored with a layer of blood.
Chen Wang took the reins in his hands, tightened the command flag in his hands, and slowly exhaled the turbid air accumulated in his chest.
After a brief mood swing, Chen Wang had regained his composure again, but for some reason, he felt a raging flame burning in his chest and underneath his heart...
"Kill the slave!"
"Kill the slave!"
In Chen Wang's mind, there was a voice that kept echoing.
That was his voice, but it was also not his voice...
Chen Wang slowly raised his hand, looked at the blood-red glow in his palm, and issued the first command in a deep voice.
"Yell the flag!"
"Yell the flag!!!"
Before Chen Wang finished speaking, the soldier responsible for delivering the order had already repeated the order loudly.
As the military order was issued and the messenger shouted, a blue flag was raised high.
"The blue flag of the Chinese Army, answer the flag!"
At this time, Hu Zhili and Chen Ming, who were on both sides of the formation and commanded their respective troops, both saw the blue flag raised by the Chinese army.
Hu Zhili and Chen Ming kept their attention on the position of the Chinese army. The moment they saw the blue flag rising, they already ordered the flag bearers of their headquarters to raise the flag and wave it, and obey the order.
The two generals of the Qian Department completed the response to the flag of the Chinese army, and then the commander-in-chief of the two departments also responded to the flag one after another. The four commander-in-chief flags slowly rose, and then began to respond to the flag of the commander-in-chief. This time, a total of Twelve hundred flags.
As the twelve hundred flags were raised, the flag generals of each flag also ordered the guards to raise the flags, wave them and shout in response.
The last ones to answer the flag were the captains of each team under their banner. They took off the flags they carried on their backs, responded to the order in a deep voice, and waved in response.
"mighty!"
"mighty!"
"mighty!"
For a time, the entire formation was filled with the sound of singing promises and echoing in deep voices.
Flags were flying above the array, and the horizon was a dazzling bright red. A sharp and murderous aura suddenly burst out, sweeping in all directions.
Sun Chuanting's eyes were condensed and his expression was serious. He had seen Chen Wang's soldiers before in Heishui Valley.
At that time, he just felt that Chen Wang had trained his troops well and well, and that the soldiers under his command were capable of commanding and enforcing orders and were brave and good at fighting.
But now, he saw something different, a different place.
Before the battle, just by looking at the Ying flag, the clues have already been revealed.
More than 2,000 soldiers and more than 2,000 individuals, when they answered the flag, they seemed to be one body and one person.
The two battalions of supervisors under his command were either half-full or several points too fast when they responded to the flag, which seemed quite confusing.
"Raise the yellow flag, prepare for war, check equipment!"
As the yellow flag was raised, soldiers from all ministries, departments and bureaus received the signal.
The flags were passed down layer by layer, and all the soldiers began to check their equipment.
The infantrymen holding spears, knives and shields checked their armor again, tightened the Yanling knives at their waists, tightened the spears in their hands, and tied the helmets on their heads again.
They tried their best to suppress the emotions in their hearts and calm the heaving of their chests.
The gunmen in the front line checked the oil-paper packets placed in their waist pockets. Each oil-paper packet contained a certain amount of gunpowder and lead bullets.
They took the sea oaths off their backs and carefully inspected the fire door and flint.
After confirming that everything was correct, all the gun soldiers held the gun holder with their right hand, held the gun body with their left hand, and placed it on their right shoulder.
The flags rose again and swayed continuously, sending a message to the Chinese army that preparations were completed.
"The Chinese army blows the marching bugle and beats the marching drum!"
"Raise the yellow flag and slow down the march of the entire army."
"Tangqi sent the order to form a formation three hundred steps ahead of the battle!"
Chen Wang led the horses under him slowly forward, and at the same time continued to issue new orders. His eyes remained on the Qing army's formation not far away.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
In the wilderness, war drums beat continuously, and the continuous sound of horns echoed in all directions.
Accompanied by the dull sound of footsteps, under Chen Wang's order, three formations of more than 5,000 infantrymen all looked forward, opened their legs, and walked forward without hesitation.
(End of chapter)
