The sound of gunfire and artillery fell silent again, and then there was a roar like a mountain roaring and a tsunami.
The goose-feather heavy snow fell again, and in the center of Zhaojiazhuang, where there were ruined walls and blackened traces of fire everywhere, the soldiers of the Young Guards swooped up again despite the wind and snow. The white blade flashes with a cold light, which is frightening!
Zhang Cheng once again charged at the front. He also picked up a flintlock gun with a bayonet and loaded bullets. He did not fire, but just charged with his head covered.
Due to the heavy wind and snow and the malfunction caused by the previous indiscriminate shooting, all the matchlock guns of the Qing army now misfired, and their 3-pounder guns were also lost. So now the only things that can pose a threat to the charging Ming army are the bows and arrows in the hands of a few old Manchus. However, in this windy and snowy weather, the power of bows and arrows was greatly reduced, and the young soldiers of the Ming Army were equipped with strong breastplates and helmets. Unless aimed directly at close range, it is difficult for arrowheads to hit parts of their bodies that are not firmly protected by armor. As for covering it with dense arrowheads, the Qing army under Nikan did not have that many archers - the main body of this Qing army is now farmers farming outside the pass. Even if they can shoot arrows, they cannot shoot accurately, and Nor can he draw a stiff bow.
Therefore, Nikan could only mobilize some old Manchus and old traitors with outstanding archery skills, and let them ambush behind the ruins, and wait for the Ming army to approach and suddenly rush out to shoot arrows.
This move even wounded and killed many young soldiers of the Ming Army when the sky was just getting brighter, but the Ming Army quickly came up with countermeasures. They just charged forward with loaded muskets and never opened fire unless they were within ten steps of the Qing army or did not see the Qing archers who suddenly appeared to shoot arrows.
An old Manchu warrior wearing white cotton armor suddenly jumped out from behind a low earth wall, then quickly opened an eight-power bow in his hand, aimed at Zhang Cheng and was about to shoot an arrowhead. But several crisp gunshots rang out first, and a few wisps of green smoke suddenly appeared from the white-armored Manchu warrior. His whole body seemed to have been electrocuted, and he trembled and fell to the ground, although he was falling. I managed to shoot the feather arrow before, but it was completely inaccurate and it flew somewhere.
Zhang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and continued to lead the charge with his flintlock gun roaring. One or two hundred peasant soldiers holding wooden shields made of unknown wood boards were forced by the old Manchu traitors to hide behind the earthen walls or houses. out. All of these people have a crying face, because the opponent's cruelty has long exceeded their imagination! These young soldiers of the Ming Army are obviously very good at marksmanship, but they like to fill the barrel of the gun with a round of ammunition before charging, and then hold back the shot until they are within ten steps of the opponent, and then use another shot to kill!
At this distance, the lead bullets fired by the flintlock muskets can not only hit the target with perfect accuracy, but also cannot be blocked by any armor or shield. However, the peasant soldiers who were forced to go to the battlefield still equipped themselves with a makeshift wooden shield as much as possible. Even if it was useless, it could comfort their fragile hearts.
Bah bah bah bah...
When the distance between the soldiers on both sides shortened to less than ten steps, the flintlock guns in the hands of the Ming army's young soldiers began to fire one after another. Of course, the young soldiers trained in "997" for six years did not exist at this distance. Possibility of missed shot. The peasant soldiers of the Qing army who were holding shields immediately fell to the ground, and the rest also had a mental breakdown and turned around and ran away.
However, the Manchurian soldiers supervising the battle at the back refused. Dozens of people rushed out from behind a low wall, each holding a Kanto broom. They stood in a row and blocked the farmers' retreat with murderous intent.
But how can a Kanto sweeper be as scary as a flintlock gun that can spray deadly lead bullets? The peasant soldiers who were forced into a desperate situation rushed forward with wooden shields in hand. They knocked dozens of Manchu soldiers staggering around and then fled away. Just when the scattered Manchu soldiers were about to jump and yell, the young soldiers of the Ming army led by Zhang Cheng came up to kill them with howls and screams. First there was a sparse but very deadly shooting, and then there was a hand-to-hand assault!
Because of the previous artillery bombardment and long-distance gunfire, the close-range gunfire had already destroyed the morale of this group of Manchurian soldiers. Therefore, when the swords met, the Manchurian soldiers were naturally defeated at the first touch.
"Cowards! They are all cowards! They have completely disgraced our ancestors..." Nikan, who climbed up to another roof to supervise the battle, saw that the Manchu soldiers and peasant soldiers in front of him were collapsing at the first touch. He was so angry that he jumped to his feet. I don't know if I jumped too hard, but there was a click and a hole was made on the roof. One foot got stuck in. I lost my balance and sat down on the roof.
Several soldiers around him hurriedly stepped forward to help Nikan. Nikan shook his arm vigorously, stood up, pulled out the foot, then limped to the edge of the eaves, and climbed up the ladder. Down to the ground.
Several Mele Zhangjing and Jia La Zhangjing saw him looking like he was about to eat people, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Your Majesty, please calm down. The people below have done their best..."
"Your Majesty, the army is in panic now. We can only comfort them, not push them!"
Nikan roared angrily: "Try your best? That's bullshit! You ran away without even being beaten... I don't think the Ming army was that cowardly back then! These idiots have completely disgraced their ancestors!"
At this moment, there was a clang sound, and a "black man" whose white clothes and armor were turned black by gunpowder smoke knocked open the door and entered the dean. Everyone turned around and saw that it was Duncan Jia La Zhangjing. Before, it was his turn to oversee the army to resist the Ming army, but now it seems that they have suffered a huge defeat.
When Nikan saw the man, he became very angry. He limped up and gave Duncan a big slap on his ear. If he felt it was not enough, he slapped him again, and then he cursed: "You worthless thing, you are like this." Are you worthy of your ancestors?"
He was so angry that Duncan was not a Manchurian, and his ancestors were only farmers from Liaodong.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, stop fighting..." Duncan covered his face and cried, "The Ming army is almost here. Your Majesty, please move away!"
"Moving?" Nikan's face suddenly turned pale, "We have moved eight times since last night, and if we move further, we will leave Zhaojiazhuang!"
"Then, we have to move it!" Duncan said, "If we don't move, the prince will die..."
As if to prove that what he said was correct, the shouts of killing from the young soldiers of the Ming Army were heard one after another!
"Protect Daming, defend the king, kill Donglu..."
Nikan's face turned pale again...pale with fright!
He was stunned, tears streaming down his face, "I'm sorry for my ancestors! I'm sorry for my ancestors..."
I'm sorry, my ancestors just meant that I can run away!
Everyone around Nikan let out a sigh of relief - now we can continue to move the battlefield!
However, there was nowhere for Nikan's troops to move. As he said just now, he had moved to the northern edge of Zhaojiazhuang, but he was unwilling to abandon Zhaojiazhuang and run away. Because Doni's messenger arrived before dawn and brought inspiring good news. Duny and Yue Le have already led the army... As long as Nikan persists, reinforcements will arrive!
So Nikan had no choice but to grit his teeth and retreat with his men to a ruined temple north of Zhaojiazhuang, and then deployed the five or six thousand people still under his control (he didn't know where the rest went) in Zhaojiazhuang Among the dozens of yards in the north, as well as behind a section of fence and ditch in the north of Zhaojiazhuang, they held on tightly.
But what happened next was once again beyond Nikan's expectations. The reinforcements from Duny and Yue Le were obviously not far from Zhaojiazhuang, but they couldn't come even if they waited for them. He waited from early morning until noon, and then from noon until evening, but he still didn't see Dhoni.
The Ming army attacking Zhaojiazhuang seemed to be waiting too. They stopped their offensive from the morning of that day and began to repair fortifications inside and outside most of the captured Zhaojiazhuang, deploying defenses...
