That's not right, something is very wrong...
Why don't these Nikan gunmen fire yet? We're already within fifty steps, why don't you fire? Did they forget to pack gunpowder?
Also, what is that shiny silver thing on the mouth of the gun? It can't be a knife, right? So how did Lao Chang's knife get installed? And what's the point of putting a knife on the gun's muzzle?
Marseille, who charged with his dead soldiers, had discovered that something was wrong!
He met a group of very strange Ming army artillery soldiers. When he saw 300 Eight Banners cavalry galloping in, they did not shoot indiscriminately, let alone run away. What's even more outrageous is that they actually took out a long knife and put it on the muzzle of the gun!
Well, a thousand or hundreds of long thorns, shining with cold light, formed a forest of knives. Just looking at it makes people’s hearts tremble!
Although he knew it was wrong, Marseille did not choose to retreat. The Manchurians of his generation happened to grow up at a time when Manchuria's military force was at its peak. When going into battle, they would advance without retreating and win without losing. Even if you are frustrated occasionally, you won't suffer much loss, and you will regain your position quickly.
Over time, the illusion of invincibility and the mindset of being ashamed to retreat formed in the minds of these Manchurian soldiers. Especially when facing the Ming army, they always have the courage to charge and fight decisively. It seems that as long as they charge, they will be the winner!
But today, charging does not mean victory!
The queue of Marseille and Ming army gunners was getting closer and closer, and he could already clearly see the faces of the Nikan gunners in front.
There doesn’t seem to be much fear!
How can this be? How could Nikan not be afraid of the Heavenly Soldiers of the Eight Banners? Where did you Nikans come from? Is it really Nikan?
Bang!
The sound of a gong interrupted Marseille's thoughts. He raised his head and looked forward, and found that he had rushed to a distance of twenty steps away from the Ming army's artillery soldiers.
So close, if you don't fire... He thought of this, and saw a burst of fire flickering in front of him, smoke rising, and then he heard a thunderous noise.
Boom boom boom!
This loud noise did not sound like a firecracker, but rather like the roar of a Hongyi cannon!
At the same time as the loud noise, there was a large piece of smoke with a pungent smell, which temporarily fascinated Marseille's sight. Marseille and his horse were lucky enough to not be hit and continued to move forward. Although he knew that the 300 dead soldiers he led must have suffered heavy losses, he still tried hard to urge the horses forward.
Now there is nothing that can stop the remaining Eight Banners warriors from killing all the Nikan soldiers who use fire guns... As long as they rush up, they can start a killing spree! An Eight Banners warrior can fight at least ten, no, twenty Nikhans!
"Kill the Tartars!"
"Kill the Tartars!"
The shouts of the fire gun soldiers sounded loudly and loudly. An incredible scene appeared for Marseille and all the dead soldiers with two white flags who were still charging (and there were more than a hundred people)!
A group of Nikan fire stormtroopers actually launched a hand-to-hand charge at them!
Are these really Nikkan? Why are you so brave to the point of madness? Are they crazy?
As soon as this idea came into Marseille's mind, the horse under his crotch sank suddenly for some unknown reason, and then fell straight forward!
Damn it, this is a trap!
Marseille immediately understood what had happened - those Nikans were not stupid or crazy, but they dug a ditch to trap the horses outside the pier at Dagukou early in the morning, and then used wooden frames, straw mats, and Cover it up with soil, just waiting for the Eight Banners Heavenly Soldiers to be fooled!
No wonder they are so brave, they come prepared...
Plop!
Marseille had already fallen into the muddy water together with his horse. Fortunately, he was not stabbed by the sharp wooden stakes inserted at the bottom of the pit. However, the horse under his crotch was not saved and was stabbed by two sharp wooden stakes. It has penetrated the body, and now all that is left is the dying cry.
Marseille was indeed brave. He didn't care about the condition of his horse or how unfavorable his situation was. He drew out his sword and crawled out of the mud pit with a strange cry, hoping to kill a few Nikans to relieve his hatred.
At this moment, the bayonet jungle of the Ming army's artillery soldiers also rolled in front of Marseille. However, after twenty steps of sprinting, even the fire gun soldiers who had not received much formation training were not too scattered, and they still maintained a dense formation shoulder to shoulder.
Marseille's carbine is bolted to the saddle and cannot be taken off for a while. Now he only has a waist knife, which is not half as long as someone else's blazon. How to resist?
He didn't know how to resist, but the jungle of muskets in front was already pressing up. The sounds of weapons clashing and screams also sounded at the same time. It was obvious that Manchu warriors were already fighting with the enemy.
But Marseille was timid at the critical moment. He really didn't know how to fight hand-to-hand with a lot of long blunderbuss? He had no choice but to back up continuously, but in the end he missed the mark and fell back into the ditch where the horse was trapped, falling onto a dying war horse. Several deadly thorns were struck immediately! They have knives on the front, back, left, and right, and they can't dodge or stop them!
Marseille had no choice but to wave the sword desperately, trying to help each other's vital points, but severe pain came from the left waist, right chest and right leg root, and then there was a secondary injury caused by the sharp blade being pulled out of the body, and blood spurted out like a fountain. Let his strength dissipate rapidly.
The Manchurian warrior Marsai collapsed on the ground, but his consciousness was still very clear. He could hear screams and the sounds of human bodies falling down. The 500 dead soldiers he led were defeated by the Ming army's thousands and hundreds of firecrackers!
This was so ridiculous... Marseille had an unreal feeling, this must not be true, it couldn't be true! Must be dreaming...
The cry of killing rang out again, mud and water splashed on the battlefield, and the ground moved like thunder. It was the sharp army led by Duolong, the first warrior in Manchuria, who launched an attack.
Marseille used his last strength to stretch his neck and look around, and saw that the Nikan fire gun soldiers, who were so brave just now, were retreating one after another. It seemed that they were defeated...
The Heavenly Soldiers of the Eight Banners are invincible after all! Thinking of this, he closed his eyes in relief.
...
When Duolong, the first warrior in Manchuria, saw the 500 dead soldiers he sent being defeated by thousands and hundreds of Ming army artillery soldiers, he almost fell off his horse in shock.
How can this be? Isn't this a nightmare?
The Ming army's fire gun soldiers in the front row were very skilled in shooting, and they had a very high hit rate within a hundred steps! The two rows of gun soldiers in the back were even more terrifying. They were able to wait until the Eight Banners cavalry reached a distance of twenty steps before opening fire!
Moreover, none of the fireguns used by the Ming army's gunfire soldiers exploded! What kind of firecracker is this? Where did you buy it?
This is not the most exaggerated thing. The most exaggerated thing is that a group of fire gun soldiers directly charged and fought hand-to-hand with the Eight Banners heavenly soldiers after firing their guns!
Although they played a trick and dug a ditch in front of themselves to trap the horse. But they are fire gun soldiers after all! How can you charge and fight hand-to-hand in person? That's the job of spearmen and swordsmen! How much salary will the reincarnated crown prince of Zhu Yuanzhang pay them? Do you need to work so hard?
The first warrior in Manchuria did not remain dazed for long, and soon decided to launch a sharp attack.
Because he has thought clearly that "the reincarnation of Emperor Taizu Gao" is probably true! Otherwise, why would the Ming army's terrible fire gun soldiers become so powerful all of a sudden? This is not possible. We must quickly get rid of the Ming Dynasty Crown Prince who is the reincarnation of Emperor Taizu Gao, otherwise the Qing Dynasty will definitely end badly.
In addition, reloading the fire gun is very troublesome. Those fire gun soldiers charge as soon as they finish firing, and there is no time to reload. This is an opportunity!
Seeing the opportunity, Manchuria's number one warrior made a prompt decision and launched a charge!
Another 600 Eight Banners cavalry are roaring in!
On the other side, Hao Yaoqi really didn't think the Tatars were so powerful, nor did he think his fire rifle soldiers were awesome.
Isn't it just to put the enemy at more than 20 paces and shoot once, and then charge with a bayonet? It's very easy! Easier than using a bow and arrow - you can't fit a knife that long on a bow! So after shooting the arrow, you either have to retreat or change your weapon, which is a hectic time.
Moreover, the arrowheads have limited lethality, and it is difficult to cause enough damage in the face of the speeding armored cavalry group. But a volley of hundreds of fire cannons was enough to knock hundreds of cavalry unconscious - Hao Yaoqi could clearly see that after his fire cannon soldiers fired a salvo at close range, the Tatar cavalry had collapsed. . There are less than 100 cavalry still relying on inertial impact. This is a small number of cavalry, and it is very scattered. Without formation, how can it be possible to overwhelm thousands and hundreds of fire gun soldiers?
With his previous experience, Hao Yaoqi was more confident now. He first ordered the gold to be fired to make the charging fire gun soldiers retreat slightly, and then loudly ordered: "Beat the drum!"
Dong Dong Dong...
Immediately the drums began to beat.
The beat of the gunner's drum means formation, reloading, bayonets and aiming.
The first tom is to unite, the second tom is to reload, the third tom is to bayonet and aim, then fire when you hear the gong, and charge after firing. Don't rush too far, just twenty or thirty steps. If the enemy is outside this distance, don't charge.
It was such a simple set of tactics that Zhu Cihong, Pan Shuchen, Wang Zhou and Tang Ruowang formulated together. On today's battlefield, he actually showed off his power.
When they heard the sound of the drums, the fire gunners immediately began to form a team. Because they did not rush too far and the formation was not scattered, they quickly organized their formation with the sound of the drums.
Once the queue was formed, they were no longer afraid of cavalry attacks. A formation composed of thousands and hundreds of bayonets is not so easy to be overwhelmed by cavalry. Moreover, there is a ditch in front of the bayonet formation where horses can be trapped.
Then came the second tom!
The fire gunners immediately began to reload. Their reloading skills were not very good. After all, the training time was too short, and there were hundreds of cavalry rushing towards them from the opposite side, which made the fire gunners somewhat panicked.
However, the fixed ammunition loading they used also made up for the unfamiliarity of Hao Yaoqi's private soldiers to a certain extent. Soon, most of the fire gun soldiers had finished reloading and were once again in full formation, waiting for Duo Lung, the first warrior in Manchuria, to come and die.
