Seventy-five steps.
The sound of the military drums suddenly disappeared, and the golden sound rose into the sky.
With the sound of gold ringing, the formation stopped at a distance of more than 70 steps. Above this distance, most of the Ming army's muskets basically did not do much damage.
With the help of the shield car's cover, there is no need to fear the Franco machine and tiger squatting artillery in the Ming army's formation.
Erhe looked ahead. Seventy-five steps away, the situation between the Ming army arrays in front was already clearly visible.
He was wearing an ordinary blue Ming army rivet cloth mask, and around him were a group of archers wearing the same armor as him.
Erhe was in the third row of light-armored archers, and their team followed the auxiliaries and followers in front.
At the rear are the heavy armor soldiers in the army, that is, dead soldiers, wearing three layers of heavy armor, carrying tiger spears, shun knives, and heavy soldiers.
The queue of dead soldiers in the back row was less than three positions away from them. As they marched, the armor leaves collided with each other, making a crisp tinkling sound. They held a shield in one hand and a knife in the other, and they were already ready to fall into the formation.
At the very end of the array was the guard camp wearing bright armor and helmets, riding horses and carrying guns. They were the white-armored soldiers in the original army.
After Huang Taiji reformed the military system, they were organized into a separate battalion, usually led by Jiala Ezhen of Benjiala himself.
They play the role of vanguard soldiers, going into battle at the most important moment and delivering a fatal blow to the enemy.
This point is similar to that of the servants in the Ming army.
The same is about choosing a striker when trapped in a battle, and the same is about fending off the enemy in times of danger.
Seler wore dark blue satin embroidered cloud cotton armor, a dark blue iron helmet on his head, and a tiger spear in his hand. He was in front of the cavalry formation of the guard camp.
Because of his family background and his ability to command, Zhasuka gradually climbed up to the position of Jia La E Zhen by relying on his military exploits.
But Sere was different. He relied on the tiger spear in his hand and the sword at his waist to conquer the city first, get into the formation and choose the front, and kill Jia La Ezhen with one sword and one gun. He even got the gift of "Batulu". "No.
The heavy casualties in the front line not only did not frighten Seler in the slightest, but made Seler angry.
In all these years, when had they fought against the Ming army, they were not invincible?
When were they not invincible?
When had they ever paid such a heavy price? !
Sele's eyes were full of violence, his expression was extremely cold, and he heard a familiar shout.
"Sichuan soldiers..."
The shouting made him extremely disgusted and disgusted, and reminded him of a scene he didn't want to recall.
During the Battle of Hunhe, the shouts made by the soldiers holding white spears were the same tone as what he heard now.
Seler's expression was gloomy and full of evil aura. He looked past the armored soldiers in front of him and glanced towards the Ming army's line.
The advance skirmishers were already more than 40 steps away and were constantly harassing them, but still no musketry in the Ming army array opened fire in advance.
However, in the gaps between the Ming army's gunners, there was a small cannon that looked like a squatting tiger cannon placed every other place.
Behind them, there were still many Ming army soldiers wearing bright helmets and armor. These armored soldiers were holding bows and arrows and shooting repeatedly, shooting at the skirmishers in front of them.
The archers of the Ming army had excellent shooting skills, and the skirmishers who pressed forward were suppressed and could only retreat, and even lost a lot of soldiers.
You know, those who can serve as skirmishers are basically shooters with excellent shooting skills in the army, but they actually suffered a lot in the shooting stage.
Although Seler had always looked down on the Ming army, seeing this situation, he couldn't help but become wary.
The Ming army in front of them had bright uniforms, arm guards, helmets, and armor, all of which looked quite strong.
Those foot archers of the Ming Army were extremely skilled in shooting. They wore heavy armor and carried heavy bows. They should be the servants of the Ming Army.
It's just that these servants of the Ming army seem to be better at fighting than the servants of many generals in Liao Town.
The most skilled troops in the Ming army should be the border troops in each town. These Ming troops obviously came from the southwest. Why are their combat capabilities so strong? When did the Ming army produce such elite soldiers again?
What is even more strange is that the gun soldiers in the front line of the Ming army are close to each other, almost shoulder to shoulder, hand on hand, and the guns are connected.
Not only Seler was confused, but Erhe, who was in the front line, was confused. Although he used a bow, it was not that he had never used a blunderbuss.
The Ming army's blunderbuss were all fired with match ropes. When shooting in front of the battle, you must stand at intervals. Otherwise, if you make a mistake or don't pay attention, you may ignite the gunpowder carried by your teammates and cause a commotion.
If such a situation occurs in a battle formation, especially during a confrontation, it will undoubtedly have a great impact on one's own military formation.
But at the moment, these Ming army gun soldiers are doing the opposite, arranged extremely closely, and seem not to worry about this problem at all.
Erhe felt a little scared in his heart. He didn't know the specific situation inside the Ming army, but he knew very well that the Ming army did this not because of the ignorance of the generals.
This Ming army exudes a strange atmosphere from top to bottom. From the march to the formation, from the artillery to the muskets, everything is extremely strange and feels weird.
The bright helmets look like snow, and the patches of red tassels look like blood.
Erhe's eyes crossed the gap between the soldiers on the front side and looked at the fluttering red tassel on the opposite side. He felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart.
But the military formation moved forward, and the soldiers were closely spaced, shoulder to shoulder, connected to each other, just swarming in together.
It is difficult to change hands in the gap left, so how can it be allowed to move left and right?
On the battlefield, there is no room for hesitation and longing, let alone hesitation.
When the sound of gold rang out, everyone stood still without any orders or military orders.
Erhe had already drawn his bow, and a group of light soldiers standing beside him also drew their bows and nocked arrows.
At a distance of seventy-five steps, heavy arrows cannot be used for throwing. Erhe used a light arrow with a sharp tip.
Light arrows are not as effective as heavy arrows in breaking armor and killing, but they can shoot farther.
Erhe will clamp the arrow tail in the tiger's mouth of his right hand, clasp the bowstring with his thumb wearing a wrench, while pressing his index finger and middle finger on his thumb, and hold the bow slightly upward with his left hand.
Then with only a slight exertion of force on his right hand, Erhe pulled the bowstring smoothly and slowly.
The surrounding light-armored archers, just like Erhe, drew their bows, nocked arrows, and fired their bows to prepare for the attack.
Countless arrows pointed diagonally into the air, stringing up to the full moon, and the creaking sound of the deformed bamboo body of the composite bow also suddenly sounded in the front line of the Qing army.
"Woo————"
The conch sounded, and Erhe released his thumb that was holding the arrow. The bow vibrated, and the bowstring made of animal sinews quickly passed through the smooth finger after being loosened.
The string moves with the arrow, and the bow body quickly returns to straightness, driving the bow string forward. The power accumulated in the bamboo body and the bow string is instantly released.
Accompanied by the vibration of the bowstring, the arrow originally held in Erhe's hand flew out rapidly.
At the same time, a group of light-armored archers around Erhe also shot arrows in their hands.
The sound of the bowstring vibrating swept across the entire Qing army's front line like a hurricane.
Densely packed arrows flew into the air, almost at the same time.
There were thousands of archers in the entire front line of the Qing army. Thousands of arrows gathered together, flapping their wings and roaring out like a huge swarm, and flew quickly towards the opposite Ming army's front line.
Countless arrows pierced the air, forming a sound like the wind blowing through the woods and soaring into the sky.
If you want to shoot an arrow that can kill, you must use your posture and waist strength.
It is difficult to train archers, and it is impossible to shoot out dense arrows while marching.
There is a world of difference between the Qing army and the rogue bandits. The Qing army is the sky, while the rogue bandits are the earth.
The rogue bandits were within this distance, and the formation was already in disarray. As for the volley of bows and arrows, it was even more impossible.
Chen Wang was guarded by a group of armored cavalry at the center position. Being in the formation, he also saw the rain of arrows attacking like locusts.
The sense of oppression caused by the rapid rain of arrows hitting the face is almost suffocating. Being in the rear formation, the pressure faced by the soldiers in the front formation can be seen from this.
The arrows flew up rapidly, across the dark sky, and shot towards the Hanzhong Army's array.
When it flew over the highest point and began to dive towards the Hanzhong Army's position, a gong and drum sound suddenly sounded in the Hanzhong Army's formation.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
In the gap between the Hanzhong Army's artillery formations, four five-pound cannons waiting in full swing also roared like thunder at this time.
The huge recoil pushed the artillery back rapidly, thick smoke was rising, and the huge sound of the artillery almost overwhelmed all the sounds in the wilderness.
"Bombardment!!!"
In the front line of the Qing army, someone shouted loudly, and everyone's hearts were lifted.
The distance of seventy steps was so close that almost none of the four artillery pieces missed.
Two artillery shells hit the shield car. The shield car, which was originally strong and could easily resist cannons and Franco cannons, was completely vulnerable to the five kilograms of shells. In an instant, the shield car was completely vulnerable. The space was already in pieces.
The shells shattered the shield car and even plowed a bloody moat in the array behind it.
The other two shells passed over the Qing army's shield car one on the left and one on the right, and rolled into the Qing army's rear and center formations.
The whizzing artillery shells rolled into the military formation, instantly stirring up pieces of residual limbs and flesh.
Several kilograms of cannons passed by, and clouds of blood mist kept rising. Countless fragments of armor and weapons flew in the air along with the blood rain.
Erhe watched the artillery shells flying towards them, passing by from the right side, and finally broke their Niulufende Bashiku's thigh with an ear-piercing sound of fractures.
A second before Nafen Debo Shiku's face was full of ferocity, he shouted for everyone to move forward.
But now there is no longer the ferocity as before. His entire left leg has been severed by the rapid-fire shells. The pale broken bones are exposed from the dripping flesh and blood, and there are still some muscles left on them... …
The severe pain caused Nafende Bashiku to fall to the ground and groan in pain.
The guards following him all looked pale and their eyes were full of fear. Everything happened in a flash of lightning. They didn't know what to do...
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
The sound of breaking through the air kept coming, and a large number of arrows rained down.
However, the damage caused by the arrows fired by the Qing army was negligible to the gunmen in the front line of the Hanzhong army.
The helmets on their heads are not defective products sent by previous guards from various places, but iron helmets made of fine iron by craftsmen from the Hanzhong Guard Ordnance Bureau.
The armors they wore were not the remnants of the past that had cut corners, but were fine cloth armors studded with more than 300 armor leaves.
In addition, under the cloth armor, there is also cotton armor.
Arm coverings, heart protection, skirt armor, leggings, all are available, nothing is missing.
He is said to be a gunman, but he is actually wearing two layers of armor.
Although these armors have been specially improved and will not affect the reloading as much as possible, they still look a bit nondescript.
The first batch of Everlasting Guns produced were basically not equipped with bayonets. Therefore, all the gun soldiers of the Hanzhong Army wore waist knives made of fine iron, and there were many blunt weapons such as iron bone knives hung around their waists. They also had to Conduct melee combat training.
Zhou Changshou lowered his head, held the gun in his hand tightly, and lowered his helmet.
He didn't dare to put his hand on the trigger without hearing the order from the Chinese army.
A crisp sound of blacksmithing reached Zhou Changshou's ears. The sound came from the direction of his helmet. An arrow hit his helmet, but it failed to penetrate it.
The light arrow that shot quickly hit the round helmet and slid away to the other side.
The huge force caused Zhou Changshou's head to tilt slightly. Zhou Changshou subconsciously wanted to hold up the helmet on the top, but he remembered the instructor's warning and the military stick during training, so he endured it forcefully. Helmet support idea.
Another arrow fell, this time it landed in his chest, hitting the breastplate.
The light arrow didn't even leave a deep mark on the breastplate before it fell to the ground.
The front line of the Hanzhong Army was almost completely covered by the rain of arrows from the Jiannu Army. Under the attack of the arrow rain, the Hanzhong Army's array made a jingling sound like a rain of iron pieces.
Because of the distance, some of the arrows landed not far in front of the Hanzhong Army's cannon formation.
Densely packed arrows landed on the grass, as if a pile of withered yellow weeds had grown out of thin air.
Everything that happened in the front line was seen by Chasuka. The Ming army set up an array and placed the artillery in the gap to protect it.
The artillery mounts of the Ming army were extremely strange. There was a large wooden shield-like thing on the body of the artillery. The shield covered the figures of the artillerymen behind them, allowing them to operate them calmly. Cannon with cannon.
If you want to stop the Ming army's artillery, long-range shooting is simply ineffective. The only thing you can do is to move forward, force it to retreat, or capture it directly.
The Ming army's artillery fire rate is extremely fast, Zhasuka has already seen it.
The light arrow attack did not cause much damage. Zhasu Ka could clearly see that only a dozen soldiers fell in the front row of the Ming army, and the formation was still very complete.
On the other hand, their side was in chaos under the bombardment of the Ming army's artillery, and the military morale that had finally been gathered together looked like it was about to collapse.
Those soldiers of the Ming Army fell, but no one turned around to check, and no one shouted.
The soldiers standing in the back row were not afraid, but stepped forward to refill the queue.
When did the Ming army have such courage? When did the Ming army have such discipline? !
What he saw almost overturned Zhasuka's cognition.
Zhasuka regretted it very much now. If he had chosen to retreat from the beginning, at most he would have been bitten off a piece of flesh by the Ming army.
But now, the cavalry of the Ming Army are coming from all directions. Once they are defeated, they will be destroyed...
"Ming Luo, move forward! Shoot straight from forty steps!"
Zhasuka became cruel.
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. In the current situation, the only way to survive is to move forward.
(End of chapter)
