"Anyone who dares to be frightened or disobey military orders will be severely punished immediately."
The generals at all levels in Liu Zhaoji's camp shouted orders, and the soldiers also strictly guarded their positions, waiting for the Tatar bandits from the opposite side to slowly approach, and heavy breathing came and went.
Many of the soldiers under his command have many years of combat experience. Whether they are fighting against rogue bandits or fighting against Tartars in Liaodong, they are not particularly panicked when they see most of the slaves and bandits approaching. Most of them are calm. Only the sound of breathing became heavier.
"Tum!"
Just when the Tatar soldiers were approaching a distance of 300 steps, suddenly, a trumpet sounded from the central army!
As a subordinate of the commander-in-chief of a town, it is not difficult for the lieutenant general and flag-bearer to watch the flag and listen to the orders. Countless flag-bearers and generals immediately turned their heads to the top of the mountain, waiting for the next military order from the commander-in-chief.
At this time, the passionate drums of the slave army suddenly sounded behind the formation, and countless Tatar soldiers began to shout loudly in Tatar dialect. The densely packed shield vehicles also began to accelerate, with countless flags flying in the wind behind them. They rushed towards the Ming army's position with all their strength. Come.
Liu Zhaoji, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, stood on a war horse with a burly figure. He was wearing thick iron armor and stared at the Tatar formation opposite with a sullen face, but he hesitated to give orders.
Countless soldiers of the Ming Dynasty looked at their team officers, and all the generals looked nervously at the position of the central army, anxiously waiting for their own fate and the fate of the army.
When the densely packed Tatar soldiers and shield chariots rushed to a distance of 200 steps, suddenly, the Chinese army's flag suddenly became louder, and a shrill swan sound sounded in the distance, gradually spreading throughout the entire Ming army's front.
"Boom...boom...boom..."
The Ming army's chariot array fired guns and cannons, and the burning of black gunpowder produced a large amount of thick white smoke, which continued to rise upwards. Under the scorching sun, it immediately filled the front of the entire infantry camp line.
The large and small artillery blasted away, and for a while, there was a loud "crack, bang, bang, bang" sound of breaking the shield car, with blood mist rising everywhere, and the injured Tatar soldiers kept wailing in the trenches.
The Tartar shield carts that were constantly pushing towards them were hit by the projectiles of the Folan machine, causing sawdust to fly everywhere. The wooden boards in front of many shield carts were full of holes.
"Boom..." a loud noise came.
The front cover of a Tartar shield vehicle suddenly burst open. The iron ball pellets penetrated the cover and continued to roll forward. The heads of two Qing soldiers were directly hit, shattering immediately and splashing slurry.
The sounds of the shield vehicles being hit and penetrated came one after another, and many of the Tatar soldiers hiding behind were hit. For a while, there were constant wails and screams, and mist of flesh and blood sprayed everywhere.
The high-speed moving projectiles, after hitting the shield, also produced a large number of sharp wood fragments, which also flew around at great speed, causing secondary damage to the Tatar soldiers around the shield vehicle.
The Tartar soldiers hiding behind the shield carts were mostly lightly armored archers, unarmored flagmen, coated slaves, etc. Their protective power was insufficient.
Excited. The sharp fragments shot up flew in all directions like powerful arrows. Their faces were covered with sharp fragments, either stabbed or scratched, causing blood to flow immediately.
Many people raised their hands to cover their heads and faces, and indescribable howls and screams could be heard. Some even knelt on the ground, trembling and twitching in pain.
When firing on the first level of the tanks in front of the Ming army's infantry formation, the Fo Lang machine guns fired one or two kilograms of projectiles. Almost all of these Fo Lang machine cannons were aimed at the shield vehicles, and they were fired flatly.
Whenever a Tartar shield car is hit, no matter how thick the front cover is, or even if it is covered with leather or quilts, a big hole will be made in one hit, and many of the shields and covering wood will be damaged and broken into pieces. With flying fire, the Tatar archers behind the shield chariot were either killed or injured, and they were in a mess.
The swan-like trumpet sound sounded again on the Ming army's position, but this time it was the Baizi Gun and the Xiaofo Lang Machine that fired simultaneously. A large number of projectiles weighing one kilogram or five taels, and countless dense masses of lead roared out from the muzzle of the gun. .
"...Boom...Boom...Bang...Bang...Boom...Tum...Boom..."
The large and small cannons on the tanks in front of the Ming army roared, and pieces of fire flashed continuously, accompanied by large plumes of thick white smoke that instantly rose up and spread upward and in all directions.
Looking down from Liu Zhaoji's position, the entire chariot array seemed to have been shrouded in smoke, and the choking smell of gunpowder smoke had faintly reached his nose.
Liu Zhaoji turned to look at the Tatar position in front again. The large number of shield vehicles turned into scrap vehicles in an instant. One blunderbuss from a hundred can hold more than a hundred pieces of lead, and ten blunderbuss can exceed a thousand. That's more than 10,000 pieces of lead.
Liu Zhaoji's chariots commanded more than a hundred tanks, especially equipped with hundreds of muskets. When used in conjunction with Fran cannons, they could cover the battlefield within a thousand steps of the surrounding area.
Over 10,000 large and small projectiles. Shooting away, countless front shields of the shield car were shot through. Even though leather and thick quilts were installed on them, it didn't help.
"...Kakakakakaka..."
In the dense sound like raindrops, the shield cart shattered, cotton wool flew, and behind the shield cart, bursts of blood mist arose. Those light-armored archers, unarmored handymen, and aha were like mowing grass in waves. Fell to the ground.
Lead projectiles of different sizes are excited. It was shot into the bodies of the Tatar soldiers, rushing through their bodies, quickly smashing their internal organs, chest and abdomen to pieces.
Many Tatar soldiers fell to the ground in various postures, clutching their chests or stomachs. They looked at the bright red liquid flowing in front of them and the large and small intestines that burst out of their stomachs, and let out inhuman screams.
Seeing the chaos on the front line of the Tartar thieves, with the shield chariots falling down one after another, and the Tartar soldiers suffering numerous casualties, Liu Zhaoji, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, had a smile on his face, saying that he had achieved military success.
The corners of Liu Zhaoji's mouth tilted up, and he said in his heart: "This pioneer officer is worthy. I have received this first military award. The generals will not underestimate me, and I have gained face in front of the governor."
The Tatars launched hundreds of shield vehicles in total, of which only the first hundred or so were relatively well-made. However, under the continuous bombardment of the Franco machine cannon and the Baizi gun, at least nearly a hundred of them were destroyed, and the rest were destroyed. Most of them are scarred.
Moreover, under the fierce bombardment of the Ming army, the Tatar light-armored archers, who had lost their cover, and the handymen and aha who were responsible for pushing the carts had turned into a mess, and they did not dare to move forward hesitantly.
Suddenly, Liu Zhaoji, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, frowned deeply and secretly muttered in his heart: "It's unreasonable!".
It turned out to be the Tatars behind. Under the constant pressure of the heavy armored soldiers, while their own infantry camp was shrouded in smoke from cannons, they pushed the relatively simple shield vehicles behind, screaming and screaming. He shouted and rushed forward, almost within a hundred steps.
Today, the performance of the group of Tatar thieves on the opposite side seemed a bit unusual. Logically speaking, if the battle had reached this level, they should have been defeated and retreated long ago.
