Chapter 400 Spear, Musket, Killing

The beauty of use lies in one mind.

It is often best to use troops to gather and disperse.

These two sentences describe the commander's commander calmly using troops, like using his arms to use his fingers. Such troops will win every battle on the battlefield, because these two sentences are often described as the command ability of Yue Fei, the most famous general of the Song Dynasty.

But on today's battlefield, these two sentences are used to describe the commanded general Abatai of the Tartars. The Man Eight Banners Horse Team rushed out saw the iron cavalry in the opposite team, and they were a little reserved at first. They might think that the other party might be slower than themselves to start, and rushing first might be cheaper.

But when the Iron Cavalry ran, the Man Eight Banners Horse Team that had just rushed out quickly judged the situation and spread out to both sides in unison.

After all, the Manchu and Mongolian cavalry took a lot of time on horseback than the Han people in the pass. The horse control technique was very strong, the distance was not long, and the time was very short. They could actually control the horses in such a small space to scatter and avoid the sharpness of the iron cavalry. This might also be amazing.

The Iron Cavalry was like a strongman raising a sledgehammer and smashing it hard. If it hits it correctly, it would naturally be able to smash it down one after another. If it was empty, it would be exhausted after a few strokes.

The second wave of charges of the Iron Cavalry actually completely broke through the formation of the Tartar army and rushed behind the Tartar soldiers.

Originally, after the heavy cavalry on both sides stormed the formation of Manchu and Mongolian soldiers, they could follow the trend and cover the killing on both sides. However, in order to block the flanks of the Tartars, the light cavalry refers to fighting east and west, which is called charge, but in fact, it is to block the road on both sides. No matter how the iron cavalry rushes, the Tartars cavalry scatters and dodge.

The originally strict Manchu and Mongolian army formation was rushed back and forth by the Iron Cavalry's platoon, and it was too chaotic to be in chaos. However, the killing of the ground was far less than the killing of the insurgent archers and musketeers just now. After all, the speed of the light cavalry is more than that of the heavy cavalry, and the heavy cavalry that even takes into account the neat formation is much faster.

When the Iron Cavalry rushed over, the Manchu and Mongolian cavalry scattered one after another, and the Iron Cavalry rushed over and rushed back. It was already like a pot of porridge, but it caused not much damage. I couldn't catch up with it, and because of limited space.

Even if those Tartar soldiers and horses were scattered, they would not run far, and the original formation was not so completely neat.

If we continue to pursue this, the horsepower of the Iron Cavalry will be exhausted. The unstoppable cavalry will be a piece of meat in the Tatar military formation.

But after the second wave of the cavalry ended, the main formation of the Jiaozhou Camp sounded the sound of the retreating gong. Since it could not cause too much damage, there was no need to consume power in the enemy formation.

It is even more difficult to restore the stability of the military formation. The performance of the Manchu Eight Banners just now is even more convincing. The Mongolian scattered soldiers are in desperate situations at this time. The morale that should fight against the enemy has disappeared. No one is willing to implement the orders issued by the Manchu Eight Banners Earth Army Generals.

Who knows if such an order would make them line up in front of the formation and die, and the generals of the Eight Banners of Manchu and Mongolian were all out of morale from Abatai to the lower Digan Leader. The way of fighting was considered to be a way to avoid the Ming army's cavalry and basically no damage was caused.

But in this brief and embarrassing confrontation, everyone of the generals of the Eight Banners of the Manchu and Mongolia realized that failure was inevitable. The Ming army on the opposite side seemed to be conducting daily exercises, and they could only passively deal with it.

The opponent's iron cavalry calmly retreated to his own formation, but he could not organize a pursuit and counterattack, and he could not and dared not.

Before returning to the formation, the Iron Cavalry was divided into two teams, heading towards the light cavalry line that covered both wings. The Manchu and Mongolian generals who were a little more clear-headed were also ashamed to see this. The other party continued to strengthen the power of the two wings, and there were already large troops intercepting them.

The situation of encircling the terrain on all sides has been formed, so what should I do next? Even though the opponent launches an offensive, this side has come up with a way to deal with it. It is a situation that is still alive, but from the overall situation, all the actions are dying struggles, and the ending is already confirmed.

Seeing the Iron Cavalry team reaching the two wings respectively, while the Manchu and Mongolian soldiers were still in a mess there, Li Meng, who was sitting on the horse, smiled and said to Wang Hai on the side:

"In such plains, all kinds of strange strategies are nonsense. When the two armies fight each other, the outcome depends on the strength of the army. If we are stronger than the Tartars, we will definitely win."

Wang Hai, the personal commander next to him, said with a smile:

"Master, these Tartars are quite capable of trouble. The iron cavalry just now did not hurt their vitality. They just looked in the Qianli Miles. At this time, they had almost gathered their armored cavalry again."

Li Meng rode on the horse, shook his helmet slightly, and said calmly:

"There is too much time to waste with these Tartars. If you have to rely on cavalry to resolve the battle, you have to use muskets and spears to fight. The Third Battalion went to the Ninth Battalion to join the battle and sent people to inform Zhao Neng, asking him to wait for the orders here at all times and prepare to attack the Tartars."

After the commander's order, a commissar immediately went to the battalions to give orders. After the commissar was finished, the commissar returned to the original formation, Li Meng waved forward.

The drum sound behind him started to beat, but the drum beat was very short. After a few rapid beats, it stopped immediately. Then the drum sounds of each camp that received the order began to sound.

The drum beats of each battalion are commands and the basis for soldiers to adjust their pace. When the rhythmic but monotonous drum sounds, the seventh battalion from the Third Battalion to the Ninth Battalion begins to move forward.

According to common practice, musket soldiers walked in front of the spear phalanx, but the old camp soldiers and horses were indeed slightly different from those of other battalions. For example, even if musket soldiers who did not require the queues to walk in front, they would act according to the rhythm behind them.

The musket soldiers from the seven battalions were arranged in very neatly in front, with 1,400 musket soldiers arranged in three rows, pressing forward like soldiers from a platoon.

On the other side of the Tartars' military formation, General Abatai was ordered to breathe a few times there, and said in a stern voice:

"Let the Mongolian scattered soldiers go to the battlefield, and our Manchu and Mongolian Eight Banners Earth Horse Team can break away this time. It is our luck, and we can also return to the outside of the pass. If we can't break away, it will be a dead end."

Hearing his orders, the personal soldiers of the Biaoyala hurriedly went to the Mongolian scattered soldiers to pass the order. At this time, the Mongolian scattered soldiers' queues were already in chaos, and they were so busy that they didn't know what they were doing.

Sometimes there were scattered cavalry either fled to both sides or directly behind. However, the Ming army had no intention of accepting surrendered troops, and they killed the scene without any mercy.

If the Ming army had not had such an attitude, these Mongolian scattered soldiers would have dispersed long ago. Who would have stayed foolishly in this defeated army? The personal soldiers sent by Abatai to send orders soon returned in a mess. The Mongolian scattered soldiers were originally formed by small tribes on the grassland or scattered herders. They also had their own circles, and they usually gathered under the jurisdiction of X-Khan.

It was not completely a mess of sand. I originally followed the Jurchen soldiers into the pass, hoping to get some gold, silver, treasures and other benefits, but I didn't want to die.

Since we came to the Northern Zhili and Shandong border to start a war with the Ming army, we have not said that there is no hope of victory, and the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty did not regard their lives at all. They were completely used as cannon fodder and consumables. Think about the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty and the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty yesterday, they were all discarded mercilessly.

Just now, the Ming army's iron-armored cavalry was just like hunting on the grassland, calmly rushing left and right in their own formation. The killing was a mess, and the opponent's infantry formation first stepped forward and pressed forward. This infantry formation suffered a lot when fighting with the Ming army yesterday.

Now we have to drive everyone to hit this infantry formation. Wouldn’t we let everyone die? The prestige of the Qing generals among these Mongolian scattered soldiers was gone, and now we have issued an order to die. The Mongolian scattered soldiers suddenly became in an uproar, with the intention of sending the orders to the soldiers of the scattered soldiers, and the intention of sending them to kill them directly. The situation at this time is not much worse than the mutiny.

The Tartars formation was extremely noisy and buzzed all the sounds, but the drums from the Ming army's infantry formation were clearly heard in everyone's ears.

General Abatai was ordered to not pay attention to this time. The Eight Banners of Manchus are the fundamental ones. The Eight Banners of Mongolia are loyal slaves. As for these Mongolian scattered soldiers and Han army, as long as the Eight Banners are basically strong, they can recruit as much as they want. Who is still worried about the life or death of you?

"Each banner and battalion lined up to drive away the Mongolian scattered soldiers. If they disobey military orders, they will be killed on the spot!!"

Abatai issued this order without hesitation. If it were not for the speed of the army, the general Abatai would definitely plunder the Han people along the way as cannon fodder for the local army when siegeing the city and fighting. If there were no prisoners, then the Mongolian scattered soldiers with the lowest status and the most valuable value would be replaced.

At this time, Korchin Beletulichen finally showed a little political immaturity. He had been listening to Abatai giving orders there. Seeing such noisy, Abatai gave such an inhuman cold order, and couldn't help but step forward and say:

"General, these are the emperor's people and our own people. If you use this ruthlessly, it will be hard for you to explain to all the princes and princes on the grassland when you go back!"

Hearing this sentence, Abatai turned his head and looked at Tulichen coldly, and said in a stern manner:

"Master Beile, stay tuned. The veteran can clearly grasp these qualities."

Tulichen was startled by this sudden cold attitude, and then his heart became angry, but the Eight Banners generals and the personal soldiers of the Bhatai who were surrounded by Abatai all looked bad and had already copied the weapons in their hands. I am afraid that if I say a few more words, the situation may not develop.

Is there another thing to say whether I can return to the outside world alive? Who would have a good face with this so-called Korqin Beile, who is extremely noble?

Seeing that the momentum was wrong, several Tulichen Beile's followers quickly smiled and pulled Tulichen away. Only then did they end the embarrassing situation in front of them.

The Manchu and Mongolian Eight Banners were familiar with the means of driving away the minions and attacking them again. With the order of Abatai, no one had any resistance or objection. Someone was blocking them in front. The Arc Ding cavalry at the heads of each banner camp simply started to line up under the order of the general.

Although the Mongolian scattered there, they were not a whole after all. They gathered everywhere on the grassland, and even had resentment and conflicts between them. How could they be completely a systemic opponent of the Manchu and Mongolian Eight Banners? They were completely caught off guard by the horse team of the Manchu and Mongolian Eight Banners behind them.

The Mongolian scattered soldiers who did not rush forward had a very simple fate. They were immediately killed by the Manchu and Mongolian Eight Banners who were supervising the battle. Under the fierce sword of the cold light and under the threat of death, the Mongolian scattered soldiers had to charge forward. For them, neither the Ming army nor the comrades-in-arms had left them a way out.

There is only one way for them, that is, to rush forward...

In this round, Jiaozhou Camp only dispatched seven battalions, but the Tartars army had already fully moved. The chaotic Mongolian scattered soldiers were in front. The cavalry team of the eight banners of Manchu and Mongolia began to slowly advance forward.

The front team of the Mongolian scattered soldiers was actually crowded forward by their companions behind them. At the beginning, no one was willing to do so, but after knowing that this forward momentum could not be reversed, they could only make preparations for the battle. In this situation, if anyone deliberately slowed down the horses, the only fate would be that they were knocked down by their companions and were trampled into meat mud under the horse's hooves.

Only by beating the horses and rushing forward, treating them as a battle of life and death, may there be a way out in this way. The dejected Tartars team began to have a low morale, chaotic and silent. In addition to the gradual noise and dense sound of horse hooves, the shouts gradually became louder.

Everyone used to be a herdsman, but this time they came here with the Eight Banners robbers group in order to covet the wealth of the Ming Dynasty. Who would have thought that it was not a mountain of gold and silver in the Ming Dynasty, but a dead end.

The Ming army opposite was as motionless as a mountain military formation. They had seen it and knew that the terrible situation of this military formation was most likely to be death if they rushed forward.

The Mongolian scattered soldiers who were forced to rush forward knew that there was a dead end ahead, but if they did not rush, their fate would be death. Each Mongolian scattered soldiers were extremely desperate. They howled miserably like beasts that were dying. They held their weapons high and kicked the horses regardless of their concern.

The herder on the Mongolian grassland. His mount is almost the same as their relatives and is also their most important wealth, but no one can worry about these things at this time.

The spurs on the boots of these scattered soldiers had already kicked the horse's belly into blood, and the severe pain made the horses almost crazy. After a brief mess, the entire Manchu and Mongolian army almost suddenly became violent and accelerated toward the Ming army formation.

Looking at the manic Tartars on the opposite side, Li Meng remained motionless and spoke loudly:

"The front of the seven battalions is probably to be surrounded by these Tartar soldiers. The 10th to the 20th battalions followed, lined up to advance in a horizontal line, and the artillery team retreated."

Ten thousand horses galloped, stirring up huge dust on the land in winter, covering the sky and the sun. Even the sky seemed to be blocked at this moment, and seemed to become dark. Coupled with the desperate howl of Mongolian scattered soldiers, the horses were thrilled and painfully neighed by the spurs. At this moment, it seemed that the sky was pulled apart, revealing the hell that was covered by him.

The exit of hell was opened, and countless demons and monsters were released. The scene suddenly became extremely terrifying, shocking the mind.

The light and heavy cavalry on both sides were still motionless. The seven battalions on the way looked so weak, but the seven battalions seemed to feel fear. In fact, the infantry among the seven battalions could not be heard clearly, but their pace and formation were not at all chasing. The daily queue training has become everyone's instinct.

A large group of Taurus cavalry rushed over, but the seven battalions did not slow down and still kept moving forward at regular speed. The eleven battalions in the back row had taken the first step and began to move forward.

When riding a horse and galloping, the distance between the two armies does not need to run too long, and it can even be said to be in a flash. In such a crazy state, the so-called riding and shooting are naturally inconsistent.

The horses are very bumpy. If you want to pull the bow and shoot arrows on the horse, you may be thrown off the horse's back without taking the reins. Each cavalry raises the weapons in his hand or stretches forward, and continues to beat the horse desperately in order to achieve the highest speed of the mount.

But in fact, the speed of the Mongolian scattered troops has slowed down slightly. The horses stimulated by severe pain cannot last long. Running like this may even exhaust the horse's horse's power and die of exhaustion. After a few hundred steps, it is already close to its limit.

The firearm commander standing between the musket soldiers was also extremely calm and was estimating the distance. It would be difficult for the other party to rush so carelessly.

About one hundred and fifty steps apart, the firearm commander finally issued a loud order:

"Stand up~~~~~~~~~!" The soldiers stopped and "check the firearms!" The order was passed in sequence. The musket soldiers were checking the muskets in their hands, although before moving in line. According to Caodian, the muskets should be loaded and waiting for shooting. The soldiers checked whether the fuse hanging on the beak was burning. All of this would be completed at a very fast speed.

"Everyone~~~~~Full level!" The vanguard of the cavalry unit had already entered a hundred steps. The Mongolian cavalry in the front had shrunk their bodies behind the horse as much as possible. They knew the advantages of this musket, but this heavy smoothbore rifle, which was huddled behind the horse, was not something that could be defended.

"First row~~~ Fire!!" The firearm commander shouted such a slogan. This means that the musketeers arranged in three rows must fire in each row.

When the musket fired, the smoke drifted in the muzzle immediately became mixed with smoke from the muzzle. The Mongolian cavalry rushing in front seemed to be hit hard by a sledgehammer. The one who hit the man was pretty good, and the horses lost control and jumped around, causing the array to be extremely chaotic.

If a horse is hit by a musket, the horse either rises up with human power or kneels forward. However, the ground is extremely inertia while running wildly. Doing such actions often means rolling to the ground with people and horses. In this process, people are already covered in blood and blood. If they don’t get up, they will be directly trampled into meat by the thousands of troops behind them.

After the first row of muskets were shot, the soldiers in the front row squatted down, and the second row of muskets started again. The same situation was the same. The third row of muskets finally defeated the momentum of the Mongolian cavalry rushing forward. The Mongolian scattered vanguard is still ninety steps away from the musket line.

If the whole body fires, although the momentum is amazing, many bullets will hit the front-line cavalry, and the three rows of round shots can fully exert the power of all the muskets.

"Everyone retreats. Line up between teams!!"

The front of the seven yards and the front of the musket soldiers were far less than the width of the 20,000 Tartar cavalry charging. Although the middle part was sunk, the sides of the seven battalions of Jiaozhou Camp were already wrapped by cavalry.

If the Dengzhou Army and the local army come to observe, they will find that the width between the spear squads in the old camp is much wider than the distance they line up.

After receiving the order, the musket soldiers took the muskets and the wooden forks with the muskets, turned around and ran towards the gap in the queue. There were six gaps between the seven spear phalanxes. The musket soldiers ran into this gap, not as scattered as before, but lined up in the queue of the spear phalanxes.

In these six gaps, each team was about 240, and each line of 12, and the musketeers were also arranged in an orderly manner.

The musketeers in the front row extended the wooden fork in their hands forward like a spear. The musketeers happened to fill the gap between the spear square arrays. Now the seven battalions have formed a complete large formation.

The order to refuse horses had been issued long ago, and the infantry array had already extended the spears, layer by layer, like hedgehogs. On the front of these seven battalions, the bodies of people and horses that had been hit by muskets were lodged on the ground, which was an obstacle for the cavalry rushing up there.

But pushing behind them is a completely unretreated situation for these Tartar cavalry. They cannot turn around or move, and they can only move forward.

Some horses tripped over the corpses below, and some luck jumped over and continued to bump into the spear formation. The spear soldiers of the old camp of Jiaozhou Camp had a firm arms, and the spear did not even tremble at all.

After rushing to a distance of fifty steps, each cavalry was thinking that the waves of cavalry impact might knock this solid array of spears away.

But the muskets sounded again at this time. The muskets between the spear phalanxes had already been loaded and started firing again. No one ordered the shooting this time. After the first row of shooting, they squatted down and the second row began. The muskets between the phalanxes began to shoot round-rotates. The twenty rows were enough to shoot round-rotately without any pauses.

Musket shooting is the assassination of a spear with a spear handle.
Chapter completed!