"Change!"
When he saw the Qing cavalry rushing up, Pei Shuai, the commander of the 38th Regiment, was not surprised.
He gave the order at the right moment and had the whole regiment get into formation to face the cavalry.
The large group of more than 5,000 people began to change in front of the formation.
The sound of footsteps and the tight formation bring a pleasing beauty.
Standing at the top of Dai County City and seeing this scene, Zhang Yong and the other three shuddered and felt lucky at the same time.
Fortunately, they surrendered early, otherwise fighting with such an army would be a dead end.
Through the change of formation, the formation of the entire 38th Regiment is a bit like the word "囧".
The outermost perimeter is still a three-stage musket formation, and there is a small hollow formation in the middle.
In the middle of the two-layer hollow formation, two companies of Free Musketeers were arranged.
As the Wehrmacht retreated, a gap of about a kilometer appeared between the barbed wire fence and the array.
This distance is too uncomfortable for the cavalry.
To put it short, it is enough for the cavalry to start speeding up.
Let's talk about it for a long time, but it can't start at full speed.
But if the speed of the cavalry does not increase or decrease, the power will definitely be reduced by half.
Especially since both wings were occupied by infantry, the cavalry had no way to extend the charging distance through roundabout ways.
They could only rush in a straight line towards the musket array of the National Defense Forces.
During this process, the artillery of the Wehrmacht fired two more rounds of fragmentation bombs.
After such a horrific attack, more than 10,000 cavalrymen were completely disorganized, and less than 5,000 were still alive.
The Wehrmacht infantrymen who bore the brunt were not afraid and continued to shoot through the dense bullets amidst the sound of whistles.
As long as the musket array is dense enough on the Great Plains, the damage to the cavalry is no worse than that of artillery.
The Qing cavalry was cut down layer by layer, and tragic scenes of people falling on their backs and horses turning on their backs emerged one after another.
Because the 38th Regiment set the firing distance at 500 meters, it was two rounds longer than normal shooting.
Coupled with the help of light artillery and mortars, when the Qing cavalry crashed into the formation, there was already loud thunder and light rain.
Only the National Defense Force soldiers in front of them were hit by war horses and suffered casualties, while the rest were still in intact formation.
The 36th Regiment, which had retreated before, was divided into two parts. They came up again from the left and right wings of the 38th Regiment and took over the Qing infantry.
The 38th Regiment only needs to focus on dealing with the cavalry.
Tun Qiman thought that as long as he crashed into the infantry phalanx, he would be able to kill them. Unexpectedly, after breaking in, he seemed to be punched in the air.
An empty space indeed.
After the three-layer musket array, there turned out to be a large blank space.
Tunqi looked around in confusion, not knowing how to respond.
However, the three-layer musket array was not from Zhihu, and it still played a blocking role. Under certain casualties, the speed of the Qing cavalry was still slowed down.
The cavalry without speed is a pure target in front of the musketeers.
The small phalanx in the center opened fire immediately.
Because the distance is too close, the accuracy of the musket is greatly improved. The soldiers of the National Defense Force almost fired at aim, one shot at a time.
There were less than two thousand Qing cavalry left, and the first batch of people who rushed into the battle were only a few hundred.
After a blast of musketry, less than one out of ten people survived.
At this time, two companies of free infantry rushed up from both sides. After shooting the bullets in their guns, they held their bayonets and surrounded Tunqi and others.
As for the subsequent Qing cavalry, they could no longer rush in.
The parts that were knocked away quickly returned to their formation and became rigorous again.
Amidst the heavy rain and the sound of musketry, all the subsequent Qing cavalry were killed outside.
Tunqi was covered in blood and couldn't care too much anymore. He could only wave the sword in his hand and fight as hard as he could.
When he saw a Wehrmacht soldier stabbing him with a gun, his broadsword crashed into the air.
He was sitting on a horse, and his sword was longer. It stands to reason that this sword would be able to kill the enemy.
But when the soldier saw his action, he even pointed his sword as he drew his gun.
Tun Qi felt cold in his heart and had a premonition of something bad.
A mere soldier was actually strong enough to block his sword, causing him to lose even his advantage in close combat.
The hand-to-hand combat of the National Defense Force never encourages soldiers to fight alone. If one person takes action, there will definitely be helpers nearby.
When the soldier opened Tunqi's sword, others were already coming up from all around.
Two of them thrust their bayonets into Tunqi's legs, while the others stabbed into the neck, buttocks, belly and other soft places of the horse under Tunqi's crotch.
The war horse was in pain, neighed shrilly, and stood upright on the spot.
Tunqi managed to save his legs with a machete, but his horse lost control and he fell to the ground.
He knew the danger, and before getting up from the ground, he turned the knife in his hand in a circle to prevent the soldiers of the National Defense Force from getting close.
His guards also rushed forward to protect him.
Although there are not many soldiers in the two companies, they are enough to deal with Tun Qi and others.
Densely packed bayonets struck from all directions, making Tunqi and the others feel as if they were surrounded by a swarm of bees.
Each stab was like being stung by a bee. It didn't hurt much at first, but soon all the strength in his body began to dissipate, and the bleeding couldn't be stopped.
Tun Qi fought another opponent, but the opponent still blocked his killing move.
He couldn't understand why such a slender bayonet could block the blow of his nearly fifty kilogram sword.
But that doesn't matter anymore.
Three Wehrmacht soldiers formed the Chinese character Zigzag.
The man in front opened his sword, and the man on the left pierced his bayonet like a poisonous snake.
Tunqi barely blocked it with the handle of his broadsword, but the bayonet of the third soldier came immediately and pierced his left rib.
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The severe pain made Tun Qi's eyes burst with tears. He simply stopped defending and brandished his sword in an attempt to cut off these three hateful enemies.
However, the soldier who was an ordinary soldier in his eyes actually raised the musket in his hand, blocking his knife just right.
The second soldier's bayonet pierced his left arm this time.
This made Tun Qi unable to hold the knife any longer and it flew out.
The third soldier acted very skillfully, pulled out his bayonet and stabbed again.
The cold blade penetrated Tunqi's throat and took away all his life.
Tunqi's mouth was filled with gurgling blood, and tears actually flowed from his eyes.
This grandson of Shuerhaqi, Gushan Beizi, with the blue flag Gushan Ezhen, became the first senior Qing general to be killed by the National Defense Forces.
With his death, the Qing army's vigorous offensive completely disappeared.
When the 35th Regiment in the direction of Guanyin Temple also joined the attack, the Qing army could no longer hold on and began to retreat across the board.
Seeing that the attack ended in a disastrous failure, Duduo was furious.
"Bayin Tu, this bastard, what is he doing? Are you not afraid..."
Before he finished speaking, he saw someone carrying a stretcher approaching.
Baiyintu was lying on it in a state of embarrassment, with strands of blood flowing from the gaps in the stretcher all over the floor.
This brave warrior is now unable to speak.
"Your Majesty, the slaves really fought hard. But the Southerners' muskets are so powerful that the slaves can't get forward at all!"
Zhengbai Banniu Lu Zhang Jinggang Atta knelt in front of Duduo and burst into tears.
Duduo was so weak that he waved his hand and asked someone to send the worship picture down.
Looking at the rock-solid and immovable formation of the National Defense Forces in the east, his confidence was rapidly losing.
When you can't get hope despite all your efforts, all that's left is despair.
This was the end of the first day of fighting.
The Qing army killed more than 13,000 people and injured more than 36,000 people.
Tunqi died in battle, Baiyintu was seriously injured and fell into coma, and Shuosai was slightly injured.
As for the National Defense Forces...
Seventy-six people were sacrificed.
Three hundred and five people were injured, and more than thirty people were even injured because of musket explosions.
