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Although the name of Tarzi's ferociousness has been well-known for a long time in the border towns of Liaodong and Xuanda in the Ming Dynasty, in the eyes of the soldiers of the Dengfeng camp, they are not much stronger than those of the Ming army in Henan.

It's nothing more than a louder roar!
But no matter how loud the roar is, so what?
Could it be that the roar of these Tartars can still kill people?
The strict drills of the Dengfeng battalion in Yongning City had taken effect at this moment. Yu Ziwang desperately shouted the military orders, and the sergeants in the first class could also follow the orders.

Some of them squatted or stood, and some of them put the firecrackers in their hands on the rocks, but no one fired them. When the Korean soldiers jumped over the stone wall, several of them were knocked down and fell down. The Zhenglan Banner Tartar soldiers cursed loudly.

Although the Dengfeng camp had not experienced a real battlefield test after the Yongning camp, it was pulled to Liaodong to participate in the battle to rescue Jinwei.

They only participated in the battle for a short time during the previous battle at Shimen Mountain, and they withdrew after rescuing the soldiers and horses of the Xuan Mansion.

But since the integration of troops and horses in Xuanfu Town, they have participated in many rounds of battles in Huangtuling. Basically, they will appear every few days as the main attacker, and usually send some sergeants to assist.

Fortunately, Zhang Cheng was able to come up with this method of training troops in rounds of battle. Only when all the battalions of the Xuanfu Army are under the control of Zhang Cheng can this method of training troops be practiced!

Seeing the North Korean soldiers on the opposite side being chased away by the Tartars, jumping over the stone wall to charge in a panic, Yu Ziwang's eyes widened, and he shouted: "There are all armors, and the guns are fired."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There was a crisp sound like popping beans on the left front of the Dengfeng camp. In the flash of fire, deadly lead pellets shot away one by one, leaving a cloud of smoke rising behind.

Yu Ziwang heard the roar of the Tartars on the opposite side, but he didn't know what the Tartars meant.

At the same time, his hand didn't stop at all, he shouted: "Quick, reload!"

I saw that he moved very nimbly, first he reached out and took out the fixed cartridge from the medicine bag, put it to his mouth and gently bit a small mouth, then poured a little into the medicine box, then pulled back the firecracker, and the whole body The sub-cartridge is stuffed in.

Dengfengying was nervously loading the medicine, while the Tartars of Zhenglan Banner roared angrily: "Come on, Nangou has fired a gun, hurry up..."

It was obvious that they wanted to take advantage of the gap between the soldiers of the Dengfeng camp to reload the medicine and rush to kill them.

Although the North Korean soldiers who rushed to the front were very reluctant, they knew the brutality of the Tartars. Although they looked down on the Tartar soldiers in their hearts, their fear of them was deep in their bones.

They rushed forward blankly, some moved a little slower, but were cut down on the spot by the fierce Tartar soldiers.

The fallen North Korean soldiers howled miserably, but did not know how to stand up and resist, while the other North Korean soldiers were frightened by this scene, and staggered forward like frightened chickens.

The distance between the two sides was only seventy or eighty steps, and the group of North Korean soldiers jumped out of the stone wall. Before they could run two steps, they were shot and killed nearly one-third of them by the firecrackers of the Dengfeng camp.

There were less than 200 North Korean soldiers left, and there were more than 20 Zhenglan Banner Tartars behind them, rushing towards the fire soldiers of Dengfeng Camp like crazy.

They were all in one mind, just as the Tartar soldiers shouted, taking advantage of the gap between the Ming army's firecrackers being reloaded, they rushed to kill them all.

However, their wishful thinking was wrong!
The mistake was that they completely ignored one point. There were not only gunfire soldiers in the Dengfeng camp.

The North Korean soldiers on the opposite side had only rushed about twenty paces when they saw groups of infantrymen flashing out behind the rocks where the Ming army was hiding. Glittering spear points were revealed from the gaps in the shield.

Although they marched forward, they went up to meet the North Korean soldiers on the opposite side, but their formation was always kept strict, and the sound of military boots stamping on the ground was dull and orderly, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

The North Korean soldiers who were rushing forward roaring angrily just now were startled when they saw this, their momentum was immediately stagnated, but although the front row wanted to stop, the back row still didn't know what was going on ahead and continued to rush forward. rushed up.

As a result, the formation of the Korean soldiers was thrown into chaos in an instant, but the Zhenglan Banner tartars in the last row had sharp eyesight. They had already seen the Ming army rushing out from behind the rocks.

"Swoosh...swoosh...swoosh..."

Several arrows shot out from the gaps in the North Korean soldiers' array, followed by a "ding dong" sound, and occasionally a few "duk-duk" sounds, obviously the arrows were shot on the shield and iron armor. sound.

Immediately afterwards, there were a few muffled grunts, and several cold soldiers on the left side of the Dengfeng camp were shot by arrows. They resisted the pain and fell to the ground, and slowly withdrew from the formation from behind.

This is the advantage of the Xuanbei Army's camp exercises. Through the camp exercises, every sergeant knows his position in the formation.

There are fixed regulations to follow when marching, changing formations, approaching the enemy, even retreating, and how to withdraw from battle after being injured. It will be messy.

Zhang Cheng paid the most attention to the perseverance and perseverance of the sergeants when training the army. For example, he put forward slogans such as "don't abandon, don't give up".

In this way, the power of volleyball can be exerted at an effective distance. In addition, the medicines prepared by the Yunzhou craftsman camp are all excellent, and naturally there is no disadvantage.

As for the military law in wartime, Zhang Cheng also has some strict regulations. For example, those who do not respect orders and act privately in wartime, the armor commander can kill the sergeant under him, the team officer can kill the soldiers below the armor leader, and the Baizong can kill the soldiers below the opponent. , The total can be cut below a hundred, and the thousand can be cut below a total.

It is precisely because of such strict military laws that the various battalions of the Xuanbei Army can follow orders and prohibit them. Whether it is attacking, defending, or retreating, they have never been chaotic.

Under his strict training, obeying orders has become an iron law that everyone in the old Xuanbei Army knows and generally abides by!

The shield formation of the cold soldiers on the left side of the Dengfeng camp, like a movable iron wall, hurriedly pressed on the charging Korean soldiers. When there were less than ten steps left, the sword and shield soldiers of the Dengfeng camp shouted in unison. Drink up, and rush up quickly.

"Boom! Boom!" came the voice.

The shields of the two sides collided with each other. The Korean soldiers must not be firm in their fighting spirit.

But the Zhenglan Banner Tartar who supervised the battle behind was not a vegetarian either. A throwing ax pierced through the gap in the shield and was slashing at the face of a spearman. on the road to victory.

Faced with such a brutal fight, the courage of the Korean soldiers was gone, and their confidence collapsed. They screamed and fled back desperately.

Seeing that the situation was irreversible, the leading Zhenglan Banner Tartars were assigned to the Pashiku, shouting orders and fleeing behind the stone wall.

In this charge, they left behind nearly a hundred corpses and wounded of North Korean soldiers, but in exchange for beheading three people from the Dengfeng camp and wounding 11 people, it can be described as a complete defeat.

After retreating to the stone wall, the Tartar's Fender Shiku yelled loudly: "Fire the gun, fire the gun quickly..."

A small school of Korean soldiers looked at the brothers who hadn't come back in a hurry, and those Korean soldiers who were still fighting with the Ming army, their eyes were full of unbearable.

A bearded Tartar soldier drew out a broadsword and put it on his neck, roaring, "Fire the gun..."

The small North Korean military commander had eyes full of sorrow and tears, and finally shouted orders.

A puff of white smoke rose, and the deadly bullets flew away among the tongues of fire. The Korean soldiers who were fighting fiercely on the battlefield were shot in the back and fell to the ground.

They turned around one by one, screaming and wailing, and looked at the direction of the stone wall with unwillingness in their eyes. They couldn't figure out why the bullet that took their lives was shot from behind.

More than ten people from the Dengfeng camp were also shot and fell to the ground. The sword and shield soldiers immediately stepped forward. They squatted down and erected large shields to cover the wounded. , Immediately dragged the wounded soldiers back behind the rocks.

Looking at what happened in front of him, Jia Chang Yu Ziwang was extremely angry. Although the Qing soldiers and Korean soldiers on the opposite side were enemies who fought to the death, he could not tolerate this behavior of shooting firecrackers at his own people.

"Three armors are loaded!"

Yu Ziwang roared and reported to team officer Wang Jinshun.

"The second armor is loaded...the first armor is loaded..."

"Team [-] has finished reloading... Team [-] has finished reloading..."

With a loud shout, the firemen of the Second Bureau of Division A on the left side of the Dengfeng Camp had finished loading their ammunition, and Mr. Baizong He Chengming roared loudly: "Second Bureau, with Jia as a unit, rush up, shoot freely, Kill all the shameless Tartars!"

At this moment, the soldiers of the Dengfeng camp were filled with righteous indignation, but the results of their daily drills were vividly displayed at this moment. Although they were angry in their hearts, they were not dazzled by reason.

Every Dengfeng camp fire soldier followed closely behind their armor leader, the first person was the armor leader, and the two followed side by side, and the same was true for the latter.

I saw a row of Dengfeng battalion firemen in red battlesuits jumping out of the cover of the rocks. Yu Ziwang walked in front, bowing his head and holding the firecrackers tightly at his waist. He stepped forward quickly, and soon joined the retreating shield soldiers .

"Bang!" There was a loud bang.

A blunderbuss bullet flew out of the fireworks and hit the forehead of a North Korean soldier who was looking out. He fell down without any reaction.

"Bang... bang... bang..."

In this short distance, the firecrackers exploded continuously, although they were not firing in a uniform salvo, but free shooting also had the benefits of free shooting.

After all, it was already a chaotic battle at this time. If the enemy was not charging in formation, salvo shooting would have lost its meaning, but free shooting was different.

At such a close distance, the firemen were holding firecrackers, and their spirits were already highly tense. As long as they saw the enemy showing their heads, of course they would raise the blunderbuss and shoot, and they no longer needed to rely on military orders.

The Dengfeng Camp fire blunderbusses were sharper than those used by the North Korean soldiers. In addition, they were determined to fight, their morale was high, and they had almost completely grasped the initiative on the battlefield.

The North Korean soldiers didn't even dare to show their heads, but behind the stone wall there were dozens of Tartar soldiers of the Zhenglan Banner, and the sharp arrows they occasionally shot would still bring some trouble to the gunmen of the Dengfeng Battalion. harm.

Just when the North Korean soldiers and Tazi soldiers behind the stone wall were completely suppressed by the Dengfeng Battalion artillery soldiers, the cold soldiers from the first round also rushed up.

They didn't suffer any losses at all, but just now they were surprised that the North Korean soldiers fired firecrackers indiscriminately regardless of the safety of their comrades in arms.

And it was also to cover the injured comrades. Now they rushed up along the two sides of the battlefield in order not to affect the shooting of their own gunmen.

With a loud roar, he took a step and jumped, and climbed over the low stone wall.

In fact, the Tartars had no choice. The Huangtuling mountainside was covered with hard rocks. Not only could it not be possible to dig trenches, but it was even difficult to dig some rocks.

After all, there are not many acts of using gunpowder to blow up mountains in this era, and the gunpowder in many places is also extremely unstable, and it is simply impossible to control the amount used to blow up mountains.

That's why they barely built such a low stone wall.

The cold soldiers of the Dengfeng camp came up from both sides, and when they came to the stone wall, they habitually uttered a tidy roar, and then jumped forward.

The remaining ones behind the stone wall are almost all North Korean gunfire soldiers, and their daily training is almost entirely focused on gunfire, and they have not practiced too much close combat skills.

At this moment, when they saw the Ming army rushing in front of them, they couldn't help being startled, shouting loudly and running around.

The Zhenglan Banner Tazi soldiers who supervised the battle here also wanted to prevent them from fleeing, but the entire battlefield was already in chaos, and even dozens of them could no longer suppress them.

The Tatar's Pashiku didn't dare to retreat. He shouted loudly and directed the Tartars to charge forward, trying to repel the soldiers of the Dengfeng camp and hold this line of defense.

Roaring, he took the lead in attacking, the long-handled ax in his hand was whirling, and the soldiers of the Dengfeng camp were swept away by him.

However, the two of them didn't seem to be hit by the ax blade. They were still struggling and coughing in the corner, and it seemed that their lives were not in danger.

The Tartar was indeed brave in getting Pashiku. His figure was a full head and a half taller than Yu Ziwang's, with long hands and thick legs, and crooked scars all over his face, which was hideous and terrifying.

Another two cold soldiers from the Dengfeng camp were hacked to the ground one after another. Their life and death were still uncertain, but it seemed that the ominous situation was getting worse.

"boom!"

A stray bullet pierced through the autumn wind in the afternoon and hit him on the cheek. Half of his face was crushed, blood mixed with minced meat splashed in the air.

But Pashiku seemed to feel no pain at all, he yelled like crazy, and swung his long-handled ax like hell.

More than a dozen soldiers of the Dengfeng camp surrounded him, but they couldn't get close to him. He had smashed off three handles of their knives and axes and cut off all four sides of their shields. However, he seemed to have endless strength, and there was no sign of decay.

"boom!"

A blunderbuss bullet was shot through the gap between the cold soldiers of the Dengfeng camp, and it hit the tartar's throat just right, and a bloody arrow shot out instantly.

Pa Shiku lost his back for the share, so he swung the long-handled ax in his hand and wanted to pounce on the cold soldiers of the Dengfeng camp, but he lost all his strength in an instant.

The long-handled ax that was held high above his head also fell out of thin air, and with a "bang", the back of the ax hit the huge head of Fende Pashku.

The Tartars, who were still able to maintain a mighty standing posture, were assigned to Pashiku, and their huge body also collapsed, stirring up a cloud of dust when it landed.