Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

The sound of the cannons stopped, and the Qing army had approached within three hundred paces. In the open field southwest of Jinan City, in the howling cold wind, the Fushan soldiers above and below the city and the soldiers and civilians of Jinan all quietly looked at the heavily damaged city. Enemy of life and death.

The drama of the great battle is about to be staged, and everyone is holding their breath, ready to start the most intense fight.

"drink!"

An officer in white armor and silver who was supervising the formation in front of the formation shouted in a low voice.

"drink!"[

Nearly 4000 people followed suit, all shouting threateningly.The sound of drinking was like a dark and swirling black sea tide, beating swiftly and resolutely on the Fushan army formation.

Such power and influence immediately offset the psychological advantage brought by the Fushan Cannon. On the top of the city, everyone's complexion was like snow, panicked.

This is the prestige of a hundred battle elites before contacting the battle, full of strength, determination, and boundless killing intent.Those soldiers of the Eight Banners had survived the shelling just now, and the damage caused by the shelling naturally drove them crazy.This time, the soldiers of the Eight Banners had become fierce, and when they shouted angrily, they were full of power.

But before shouting like this, the Fushan camp was like a rock, cold and strict, without wavering or flaws.

The long-term war against bandits has trained fighting skills and a strong will. The cruel training has made the soldiers obey the military discipline without reservation. The entire army formation is like a whole. In the face of the threat of thousands of enemies, the entire army formation Like a solid stone, there is no blemish or flaw.

"drink!"

As if dissatisfied, when they continued to move forward within a hundred steps and could already see each other's faces and expressions, the large formation of the Qing army uttered threatening shouts again.

This kind of habitual technique, which has been tried and tested, has lost its effect again in front of Fushanying.

There was no panic, no fear at all. The Fushan camp was as solid and stable as it was at the beginning, as if it had been built on this piece of land since ancient times.

"Dog tartar, come as you please!"

A Fushan officer riding a war horse was instructed, and after the Qing army shouted again, he rode his horse and galloped in front of the battle, cursing with his halberd.Shandong dialect is very simple and honest, even rustic, but when shouting and cursing in front of the army, it is also very refreshing.

The distance is no more than a hundred steps, and the Qing army is already drawing their bows and arrows. Although they are full of people, many people can understand Chinese. Yashi shot over.

There were nearly 3000 archers, most of them were big and heavy step bows. The arrows were three-edged arrows, big and heavy. If it is a migratory locust, it will fly there quickly.

The distance of the step bow and the length of the armies of different countries are different. For example, the famous British longbow should have the longest shooting distance, while the Japanese bow is unusually long. It is also one of the outstanding representatives of long-range weapons in the cold weapon era.

When it comes to archery, the Manchus have their own secrets and pride.In the current Ming army, there are chariot formations in front and armored soldiers in the back, so these archers did not start shooting arrows until they were within a hundred steps, which fully considered the situation of the Ming army's chariot formation and armor.

The first round of arrow rain arrived soon, and fell in a parabolic slope.