Dominate the Country

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There was a pungent smell of gunpowder smoke floating in the sky.

The Fuhan Army had stopped because the Qing Army on the opposite side was only twenty or thirty feet away from them. The first column of more than 600 Fuhan Army musketeers raised their muskets. On the other side, the Qing army array was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke and the roar of officers.

"Assemble your team, prepare your team for battle."

The sound was clearly heard even by the Fuhan Army.

In the open space between the two armies, a large number of "corpses" were covered with darkness. The Fuhan Army did not know whether these people were alive or dead. Many people saw with their own eyes that when a bomb fell to the ground, the 'corpse' that was lying motionless on the ground turned into a big, lively person in the next second, rolling and crawling away. After running away for ten or twenty steps, he suddenly fell to the ground as if he had been shot. And the people in the ditch, you said you were just lying on the ground just pretending to be dead, but they still had their heads exposed, like a frightened turtle, they glanced at them and immediately shrank back.

These people, just pray for the Qing army to be defeated. If the Qing army won this battle, they would have to be massacred later. Xu Yong'an, the commander-in-chief of Daming Town, did not have to pretend to be dead. He led the remaining one or two thousand green battalions to guard the flanks of the Qing army's musketeers.

"preparation!"

"preparation!"

"Aim!"

As the officers gave orders, the densely packed muskets of the Fuhan Army rolled down, and under the flags fluttering in the cold wind, the black muzzles of the guns were pointed forward.

"shooting!"

The gunshots sounded like popping beans for a long time, one row after another. After the baptism of shells, it was time for the volleys to fire, and the soldiers of the Fuhan Army felt relaxed. Smoke surged out of the gun barrels, and the Qing army array on the opposite side let out continuous screams. Rows of Qing army musketeers fell sluggishly. They also reflexively aimed at the Fuhan army and pulled the triggers, but the volley was not large-scale. The effect is much different. After just five rounds of volleys, the Qing army's array was like a peeled onion. The ground was full of dead bodies and wounded soldiers who were only injured but not dead. They fell to the ground one by one and struggled in pain.

The blood dyed the ground below red, the shrill screams and the continuous firing of the mortars behind them. The five thousand musketeers couldn't hold it back at first. How could the musketeers who had reorganized after a defeat be able to hold on?

If Hailancha hadn't spoken harshly, Chunshan would have led the 500-horse team who had withdrawn and watched them with eager eyes. Behind them were a large number of swordsmen and spearmen, and the Qing army's musketeers would have collapsed halfway along the way.

The Fuhan Army's muskets were so powerful and had thick barrels that they could break through cotton armor at a hundred steps. If hit within fifty steps, steel armor would be dead. As long as they hit, they would be seriously injured even if they didn't die, but the accuracy was a bit poor, but the Qing army was too big, and they couldn't hit the front and rear ranks. Even if it becomes a stray bullet, the result of being hit is death and disability.

The entire Qing army array was in commotion, no, it was a riot. Some conscientious officers tried their best to suppress it, but compared with the chaotic group of soldiers, their efforts were nothing more than a mantis.

After a continuous volley of fire, the Qing army musketeers on the opposite side were completely stunned. Taking this opportunity, five battalions of fuhan army musketeers fired a salvo. More than two thousand muskets were swept across the rows of guns and knives. In the Qing army array, no one knows how many people died at this moment.

The Qing army's musketeers collapsed.

But it doesn't matter, there are still cold weapons to clear the troops behind.

Amidst the flames of gunfire, the entire position was littered with corpses and injured people. The withered and yellow weeds under them were now dyed bright red...

There was a deafening explosion, and each time the mortar was fired, it spewed out thick smoke. The bombs exploded one after another, and fragments as dense as raindrops spurted out, sweeping down a large area.

The Qing army's blood mist contained shredded meat. After the musketeers were completely defeated, the Qing army's cold-weapons soldiers, whose morale was wiped out twice after launching two charges, also completely collapsed. Chen Ming has already sent a cavalry battalion to the battlefield, and also sent a tank battalion to enter the South Road battlefield. He listened to the battle reports coming from the front line, and imagined the battlefield with thick smoke and fire flashing from time to time...

After the musketeers of the Qing army were defeated, would the Qing army, which was left with only cold weapon troops, be like in some movies and TV series, where large groups of soldiers rushed to attack, were defeated, and simply died, and died heroically?

On the battlefield, Chen Qida breathed a sigh of relief. As the commander of the musketry unit in this battle, he was really afraid of a head-on musketry duel between the two armies. Because the battle between firearms troops is very cruel, both the enemy and ourselves will lose a lot of people if a volley of guns is fired. Chen Qi didn't care how many casualties the Qing army had, but if the Han army's Musket Battalion suffered heavy losses, he would be heartbroken.

As a close descendant of the Chen family, Chen Qi had a very high starting point. He was the captain of the musketry team formed by Chen Ming early on, and then the battalion officer of the musketeer battalion, and was successfully promoted to the command of the musketeer battalion. After Chen Ming gave up his position as the commander of the brigade, Chen Qi took over.

Although he does not have the opportunity to stand alone compared to Chen Yongsheng, Gao Pingshan, and Huang Jie, who doesn't know that the teaching brigade is the first main force of the Fuhan Army?

In this battle, Chen Ming made him the commander of the musket battalion and taught Huang Jie the commanding power of the battle. Chen Qi was not jealous either. Who knows that in the entire Fuhan Army, he is the senior officer who is most familiar with the musketeers and the officer who is best at dispatching the musketeers. This ability is the envy of others.

Chen Qi, who had been leading troops in the musketry unit, was emotionally unwilling to see the Fuhan Army's musketry unit suffer heavy losses. Now he is happy with the effect. The Fuhan Army's musket battalion was completely incompetent. When the Qing Army's musketeers arrived for the battle, the formations were not evenly arranged, and the casualties caused to the Fuhan Army were just drizzle.

Countless Qing soldiers were screaming and running back, while the Fuhan Army's five battalions of musketeers were still shooting. But Chen Qi felt that the time to charge had come.

"Wan Sheng!" A charge bugle sounded from behind.

It seemed that Huang Jie also believed that the time to charge had come. Chen Qi chuckled and ordered that the former troops no longer had to line up in neat queues and watch the Qing troops flee. Whether it was musketeers or armored soldiers, everyone shouted and started chasing the fleeing Qing army.

The eight battalions of the Fuhan Army's front troops were like a torrent, their spears, broadswords, and their bayonets stuck in the muzzles of their guns shining sharply in the sun.

Waves of heat rose in their chests, and the joy of victory filled their bodies with strength after the battle. The fatigue completely disappeared. The Fuhan Army soldiers with bayonets and spears in their hands were the tigers descending the mountain, chasing a rabbit that had no backhand strength.

"Hold it!" Xu Yongan shouted angrily with eyes wide open. He was shocked that the main force of the Qing army was defeated so quickly, but he had to order the remaining soldiers from Daming Town to attack from the side for reinforcements. It must be resisted, otherwise all the elites in the Qing army's southward march will be wiped out.

Xu Yongan personally brought his own Zhenbiao to kill them. This Zhenbiao can be regarded as the most sophisticated unit in Daming Town. When Daming Town blocked the guns of the musketeers behind them, Xu Yongan was not willing to give up. Let the town be marked. Now that good steel has been used on the blade, it is better to die in hand-to-hand combat with a sword than to be a scapegoat.

Xu Yongan had heard of the Fuhan Army's musketeers. How many green battalions were easily defeated by this army. Their volleys on the battlefield were more proficient than the nine-in-ten chain formations during the exercises, and they charged hand-to-hand and fought hand-to-hand. The ability is extremely fierce. It is said that the Eight Banners New Army was modeled after this unit.

But out of self-respect, Xu Yongan, who was ranked second in the military rankings, always felt that bayonets were not as good as swords and spears. Now that bullets were no longer flying around, Xu Yongan, holding the sword in his hand, held back his energy and wanted to fight with the Fuhan Army. The musketeers competed to see which one was better, the bayonet or the real sword.

However, after a short battle, the energy in Xu Yongan's head had dissipated, and endless fear arose.

Too poisonous, too cruel!

This is Xu Yongan's most direct impression of the bayonet battle between Fuhan Army musketeers. One thrust at a time, it is powerful and powerful, targeting the throat, heart and other vital parts, and it is not afraid of death. And in the fight, there are groups of several people, and there are those who are assassinating and those who are defending, and they are not completely fighting for their lives. When the troops from Daming Town faced them, they were the first to lose three points in terms of momentum.

The coordination of these musketeer arrays is extremely skillful, and they can always cleverly form a situation where more people fight against fewer people. The rescue response of teammates is also quite in place, or it should be said that it is accurate and timely. One by one, they formed an inverted formation and formed a formation that looked like a formation of young men. They swept across the battlefield and knocked down many of the men in Daming Town who thought they had outstanding skills one by one. The casualty ratio between the two sides was astonishing.

Especially those Fuhan Army musketeers wearing iron armor, not only have outstanding assassination capabilities, but also are very good at using armor protection. They often make desperate moves with one sword for another. They rely on the protection of armor armor to boldly attack Assassination often results in a highly skilled Qing soldier at the cost of minor or no injuries. Moreover, the various formations can be switched and coordinated at will. Facing them, the Qing soldiers can only be described as miserable.

The sound of the Charge never stopped for a moment. The front army of the Fuhan Army completely overwhelmed the Qing army on the opposite side. Huang Jie led four battalions to quickly reinforce them. The drums of the war drums in the rear shook all directions.

Huang Jie was riding on horseback, with pride on his face. He won this battle easily.

There is no exact statistics on the number of casualties in the entire army, but Huang Jie thinks it will not exceed 1,500. But the result he achieved in this battle was able to annihilate at least half of the elite Qing troops.

The team on the south road still failed to block the other side of the Yunyan River. According to the scout's report, the Qing army even built another pontoon bridge on the Yunyan River. He had quickly passed the news to the governor. As for Luo Daliang's sailors' second attack, whether it's too late or not depends on God's will.

"Tell the cavalry battalion to watch the Tatar cavalry to death. As long as the Tatar cavalry is to be seen to death, I can spare two more battalion leaders to pursue them..." Huang Jie shouted loudly to the messengers around him. The artillery team is already following up and no longer firing artillery. On the current battlefield, the only thing that can pose a threat to the artillery team behind the Fuhan Army is the Eight Banners cavalry of the Qing Army. As long as Chen Kaishan can see that cavalry to death, now as At least half of the four battalion heads guarding the two artillery positions can be spared...

"It's time for Miao Fuwei to make some movement? Could it be that the Qing army in front has become ruthless?" Huang Jie muttered after the messengers left.