Dasu took the lead and led a group of Tatar thieves to turn their horses and run towards the smoke gun, blacksmith and lock, where they had been left unattended for five nights.
All that can be seen over there is a circle formed by war horses, mules, horses and many other horses. There is no sound inside. Looking from the outside, it seems that there is no one inside.
However, the Tatars did not expect that Yanqiang and others in the circle had already prepared more than ten second-type Yunzhou guns. When Li Changsheng and others were confronting the Tatars, they had already used the more than ten Yunzhou guns they had left behind. The state gun is filled with good medicine and placed beside everyone.
The second-type Yunzhou guns are all similar to the Lumi guns. They are fired by flint friction. Since it is an assembly line operation, each process is strictly controlled. If the size is slightly different, it will not be allowed to flow into the next process.
Its exquisite workmanship is far from comparable to other workshops in the Ming Dynasty. Even the Rumi guns stored in the Ministry of War and even the royal inner treasury cannot compare with it.
Now, Yanqiang and the other five people each held a Yunzhou musket, which was firmly mounted on the saddle and aimed closely at the Tatar soldiers who were running towards them.
Some of the Yebushou who were not seriously injured, but who were no longer suitable for riding and fighting, also took out their muskets one after another, almost one in each hand, and quietly covered them around Yanqiang and the others.
Everyone knows that if the dozens of Tatar horsemen from the opposite side are allowed to charge in, not to mention the many war horses here will flee in all directions, the lives of all of them are also at stake, and they will become the dead souls of the Tatars, and they will be rewarded for their credit.
In the Huwei camp of the Xuanbei Army, the second-type Yunzhou gun is not standard equipment. After all, they mainly focus on mounted combat. Each knight is equipped with at least two short-handed guns. It does not make much sense to equip Yunzhou guns.
Therefore, among the more than 100 men in this post today, there are only fifteen Yunzhou guns. Basically, one team has five long guns. Because they are used to using short-handed guns, they call Yunzhou guns long guns. Gun, to distinguish it from short gun.
Now, I saw the Tatars on the opposite side shouting wildly and rushing over very arrogantly. When they came within a hundred steps, the five long muskets were quietly leveled, and each of the crosshairs was set on a Tatar cavalry.
Get closer, and you will be within seventy steps. He spits out the small piece of cigarette in his mouth and shouts angrily: "Fuck you, you damn Tartar!"
While he was shouting, he had already aimed at a Tatar soldier in the forward battalion, peeked through the crosshairs with one eye and looked at the Tatar's chest, and decisively pulled the trigger.
"Snapped!"
Amidst the clear explosion, the heavy long blunderbuss in his hand spurted out a ball of fire. The Qing army's wise soldier Gebushu who rushed in front immediately fell straight from his horse to the ground.
At the same time, Blacksmith and Suo Tou each took aim at a Qing army soldier named Baya La. There was no trace of compassion in their eyes.
"Pah...pah!" Two crisp sounds came, and the figure of another Tatar cavalryman in front swayed twice. Just like the Tatar cavalry just now, he tilted his body and fell under the horse.
Almost at the same time, the other two Xuanbei Army soldiers who stayed behind also fired a shot each, one hit and one missed the target.
Yanqiang and the other five people quickly grabbed other long guns that were loaded with gunpowder and hurriedly aimed at the approaching Qing soldiers. They fired another volley, and two or three Tatar soldiers fell off their horses.
After they fired the second round, they all retreated behind the horse baggage, and looked at each other at the same time, and they all saw the word "beautiful" in each other's eyes.
The expressions of several people were very relaxed, and they did not pay attention to the Tatar soldiers approaching from a distance. However, their hands were not careless. They skillfully grabbed a new long gun and quickly rode it to the saddle. Aiming outside again.
At this moment, there were five or six Ye Buzai who were slightly injured. They slowly moved not far from Yanqiang and the others. They were raising their short muskets on guard, but at this moment they cheered loudly: "Back off, Shao Tatar." The son retreated..."
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But at this time, in the middle of Manchuria's yellow flag sentry cavalry, everyone started shouting like a pot: "Gunshou, damn it. Where are the long gunmen from the South lying in ambush!"
There was a crashing sound, and they hurriedly slowed down and turned their horses' heads to the side, far away from here.
When these Tatars were rushing towards this side, they saw so many horses and baggage of the Xuanbei Army staying here. They also saved the captured horses and baggage, beheaded the Ming soldiers who stayed behind, and returned to the camp to claim credit and rewards. thoughts.
However, at this moment, this idea disappeared!
On the opposite side of the large group of horses and baggage, after more than ten cannons were fired in succession, it became silent again, meaningless.
However, in the hearts of these Manchurian Zhenghuang Banner Tatars, it was a strange and terrifying place, as if there were countless ambushes hidden among the war horses.
Gabushian Xianzhang Jingdasu was extremely angry. Looking at the remaining troops around him, a lot of them had been reduced, and the remaining ones all had panic expressions on their faces.
In just these two battles, our own troops had suffered losses of more than 20, and casualties reached nearly 30%, while the number of casualties among the opposing Ming Dynasty's Southern Army was very few.
How could he not be angry?
Today, three of the five warriors from the Gebusixian camp who followed him out for reconnaissance have been killed in battle. In addition, there are five warriors from the Bagala camp who are also dead or injured. There are also the remaining dead and wounded horse soldiers, and Who is not an elite member of the military?
He had never suffered such a setback since he joined the army.
In the past battles, he led his warriors from various banners and battalions of the Qing Dynasty. Whether they were fighting Mongolia, conquering Korea, or conquering the Southern Ming Dynasty, there was no time when one was not equal to ten, or even one was equal to a hundred?
Only this time the casualties were so huge, and the results were so few.
Even he himself could only hit one of the Xuanbei Army's Ye Buhu with his Iron Bone Flower, and he didn't even know if he killed him on the spot!
The more Dasu thought about it, the more he hated it. He gritted his teeth and cursed angrily: "Damnable Confederate Army, even more detestable firearms."
However, what was different from him was that the remaining Zhenghuangqi sentries beside him were all worried.
These Confederate troops are really tough, too damn hard to chew. Although they, the Confederate troops from Xuanfu, have great military exploits if they can kill them, it still depends on whether they have the life to enjoy it, right?
Even those powerful Zhenghuang Ban Ya La soldiers also showed a trace of hesitation and anger.
These hateful and cunning Confederate sentries only dared to bombard them with muskets and cannons from a distance, which made them only able to use 10% of their abilities. It was really frustrating.
If this battle continues, I don’t know what the outcome will be...
"What should we do? Do we want to fight again?"
The remaining sentry riders of the Qing Army's Zhenghuang Banner all looked at Dasu Zhangjing, waiting for him to make a decision.
At this time, Dasu Zhangjing was the commander of this group of Qing army sentries. All the sentries were well aware of the strict military regulations of the Qing Dynasty. If they hesitated to escape without the permission of the commander, Dasu Zhangjing would be killed. He has the authority to kill them on the spot.
However, at this time, they only had more than thirty Qing warriors left. Compared with the opposing Southern Army sentry riders, their disadvantage was even more obvious, especially because the opposing Southern Army sentry riders were hit with firearms, which had become a shadow in their hearts.
If the fighting continues, the outcome will be unpredictable!
Dasu Zhangjing looked at Li Changsheng, who was forming his team more than a hundred steps away. They had gathered together again, and they were also pointing here.
He was furious in his heart and cursed angrily: "Damn Nikan, cunning Mingguo, fighting from a distance and not daring to fight face to face. He is really as cowardly as a mouse, hateful, hateful!"
After pondering for a while, I was still unwilling to accept it.
He said angrily: "We were ordered to go out to scout, and although we also found out some details about the Confederate troops around Daxing Fort and Dongqing Fort, the losses are so great right now. If we don't kill some of the Confederate leaders and go back.
I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain to Tu Laizhangjing. "
He narrowed his mouse eyes into a thin line, looked at Li Changsheng, and said: "The Nanman opposite is so brave and brave, he must have come from the Xuanfu of the Southern Kingdom.
It doesn't take much, but if we can capture one head, we can fight against Tulai Zhuzhangjing. This time we went out and encountered the sentinel cavalry of the Confederate army. They were extremely brave. We fought desperately and only managed to capture one person.
Not only is this not a fault, but it is a meritorious service, and you will not miss the reward you have been waiting for! "
He went on to say: "The hateful Nikans took the lead last time, and went out to fight again. No matter what, we had to entangle those southern barbarians to prevent them from outflanking us again.
In a face-to-face fight, I don't believe that these southern barbarians can be the opponents of our warriors from the Qing Dynasty! "
Under his instigation, these angry Qing army sentries all roared and screamed. Their ferocious energy was instantly aroused, and they all howled like wild beasts.
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When Wan Guangjin led the outflanking soldiers on the right wing to gather beside Li Changsheng, Liu Shouzhu and others on the left wing had also gathered.
Li Changsheng counted a total of eighty-three people on his side. At this time, a rough count showed that only eight people were missing.
He looked to the right of the field about a hundred paces away. Although he had fallen off his horse, but was not injured, Duan Chengjiu was supporting two other wounded soldiers and walking towards the horse pen guarded by Yan Qian and others.
Looking from a distance, in the direction of the horse pen, two people were running out to meet him.
As if they were worried that the Ming army would take the opportunity to attack, the Qing army's sentries only faced Li Changsheng in a defensive manner, turning a blind eye to the situation over there and did not send anyone to stop him.
As for those Qing army sentry riders who fell off their horses because their horses were hit by bullets, a few of them managed to get up and were struggling towards the direction of their brigade.
The Ming army was also watching from a distance and also ignored it.
Li Changsheng was still very satisfied with the result of this battle. He nodded and said to the knights around him: "The brothers fought well just now!"
These words to boost the morale of the army were all learned from him following the general Zhang Cheng. Every time the war was over, he always had to praise them, so as to improve their morale.
Sure enough, under his praise and encouragement, Zhong Ye Bu Shu's face showed a happy look.
Everyone burst into laughter, and everyone's morale was high. In the round of battle just now, they handled the battle well and cooperated well with each other. It was indeed a good and wonderful fight.
The hard work of the past has not been wasted!
Team leader Liu Shouzhu still held his hammer and shield in his hand. He was riding steadily on his horse, looking at the Manchurian Zhenghuang Banner Tatar soldiers opposite, and said angrily: "Master Li, it seems that those shameless Tatars are still alive." Don’t give up.”
Wan Guangjin also said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, we will repeat our old tricks later and those Tatars will definitely be defeated!"
Li Changsheng shook his head and said: "We just caught the Tatars off guard. Now that they are on guard, they will not be so cheap.
I guessed that he was going to rush over and fight with us. "
When everyone heard this, they all looked towards the Tatars. The next war was indeed very likely to be like this.
Li Changsheng gritted his teeth and seemed to have made up his mind. He said fiercely: "We will fight again later. Our army will be arranged in three levels. The first two levels are misaligned with each other. They hold blunderbuss in their left hand and cold soldiers in their right hand. The knights on the last level do not hold short muskets, but are equipped with side cards and long soldiers, only to attack slaves at close range during melee.
Lao Li, as General Manager Qian of the left department, I naturally lead the team in the first row. Lao Wan, you stay in the third row and hold down the position. The final victory of this battle depends entirely on you! "
He then shouted sternly: "Listen carefully to us. The knights in the first and second rows in front have to wait until they are twenty-five steps away before they can shoot short blunderbuss, and they are not allowed to hold the blunderbuss in their right hand. Anyone who violates this will be shot. Punished for violating military law!"
At this moment, it was no different than before. Taking advantage of the stunned Tatar soldiers, they launched a surprise attack to seize the opportunity, and then divided their troops into three groups to outflank and harass them. They had never thought about fighting the Tatars in close combat.
This time, the Tatar soldiers have been prepared. Although they have more troops than the Tatars, if they try to repeat the same tactics, they may not be able to do so.
In any case, Li Changsheng did not want to take risks in front of the battle. The battlefield situation was now in his favor, not to mention that the right sentry in front was about to return for reinforcements, so he was so cautious.
With such an arrangement, when you get close to 20 or 30 steps away, and after firing the short musket, you may be engaged in hand-to-hand combat within one or two seconds.
Therefore, there is only one chance to shoot a short blunderbuss. At this time, if you hold the blunderbuss in your right hand, after shooting, you have to exchange it for a cold weapon for fighting. In the panic, the cold weapon in your hand will inevitably be unprepared and the strength is not enough. powerful.
It is very likely that because of this shortcoming, when the weapons of the two sides collide with each other, the knight of one's side will be knocked off the weapon, or even lose his balance and fall from the back of the horse.
Of course, the Qing army also had this problem. If they dared to use their right hand to throw javelins, throwing axes, etc., they might have just thrown and picked up the weapon in their right hand, and the opponent's knight's tiger lance and long knife had already stabbed them. , cut it down.
Riding combat is far more cruel than infantry combat and requires keen prediction, which needs to be prepared in advance.
This brewing distance requires at least ten steps. You must identify the opponent's weak points, so that you can kill and injure the enemy in the battle when the two sides meet, and keep yourself alive.
If you just take the weapon in your right hand and want to withstand the opponent's long-awaited thunder blow, few people can do it. Most of them will be killed by the opponent's tiger spear and long knife.
Therefore, the Tatar soldiers arranged on the front level can only throw javelins, iron bones, etc. with their left hands. First of all, the accuracy is inevitably a little worse, and secondly, the power will be a little worse.
In this regard, the short gun actually took a lot of advantage.
Of course, the Tatar soldiers in the back can throw javelins and other weapons with their right hands, but the distance is a bit far, and the accuracy is also slightly worse, and the power is also smaller.
Moreover, in order to improve the accuracy of the throwing weapons of the Qing soldiers, they were generally thrown within twenty steps, or even within ten steps, which had the strongest momentum and the greatest power.
Li Changsheng required that the short muskets of the knights in the first two rows of his command should be fired after entering twenty-five steps. Compared with the Tatars' javelin and other weapons, it also had the advantage of several more steps, although the accuracy was also not perfect. As expected.
Although our own advantage has increased now, this is a cavalry confrontation with unavoidable casualties, and the battlefield situation is ever-changing. How can we guarantee that we will win even if we have an advantage?
However, the members of the Huwei Camp of the Xuanbei Army under Li Changsheng gritted their teeth, and no one showed any fear of retreating.
As long as they are human beings, everyone will be afraid of death or injury, but they have various reasons to restrain this fear!
