A small soldier of the frontier army in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 493
Ma Fuming's face was livid, he didn't know whether he was scared or tired from running away.

He wanted to yell, but he was startled, his voice rustled in his throat, and he couldn't make it no matter what.Are you dumb?In panic, Ma Fuming exhausted all his strength, and finally, a sharp and piercing voice came out of his mouth like a broken gong: "Run away!"

But at this moment, smoke and dust billowed in front of him, and countless cavalrymen of the Ming army rolled towards this side. It turned out that the direction he was escaping was facing Li Guangheng's left flank.

The servants yelled: "General, there are Ming troops coming on horseback, do you want to dodge to both sides?"

Ma Fuming looked behind him and saw the approaching Bayala soldiers of the Zhengbai Banner, and looked not far away on both sides, there seemed to be Tartar soldiers as well, he said angrily: "There are Tartar soldiers on both sides and behind, let's go to the side Dodging upwards, isn’t it courting death? Yes, raise my flag, and we will charge forward!”

Ma Fuming's general flag has not been thrown away, but in order not to attract the attention of the Qing soldiers, the flag has been kept silent. At this time, he decided to fly it out to show his identity and make the Ming army ahead scrupulous.

A personal guard beside him said in panic: "General, attacking the army formation head-on, this is a capital crime, and can be killed on the spot."

Ma Fu roared: "I am a general of the Ming Dynasty, a second-rank official, and my elder brother is the commander-in-chief of Shanhaiguan. What do they dare to do to me? Hurry up, raise my banner, and let's go to the front!" "

Ma Fuming's Zhangwu Battalion set up the flag high, and then he led the remaining 200 people and rushed towards the Jingbian army cavalry in a chaotic manner.

At this time, the hoofbeats of the horses in front were getting closer, and the Jingbian army riding in formation, like a rushing stream of iron, rolled towards this side!

Getting closer, you can see their fiery red billowing sun and moon flags, fiery red armor, and blood red horse temples.You can see the caps and iron helmets of their knights, and the ruthless expressions on their faces holding pistols.

Ma Fuming suddenly felt that it seemed a wrong decision for him to ride to the Jingbian army.

But at this time, riding a tiger is hard to get off. Seeing that the Jingbian army's cavalry formation and momentum remain unchanged, they are rolling towards their side.Ma Fuming was frightened, and screamed: "Brothers in front stop, this is Ma Fuming, the general of Ji Town, and his brother is Ma Ke, the general soldier of Shanhaiguan, please stop... quickly pull the horse away ..."

The guards around him also shouted after Ma Fuming, and what they saw was the knights of the Jingbian army in front of them, raising their pistols at them.

"what!"

Both Ma Fuming and his subordinates screamed loudly.

The sound of the pistol suddenly sounded like popping beans, puffs of white smoke rose, and amidst the screams, all the servants' guards were shot and fell off their horses.The flag bearer next to Ma Fuming shot out a bloody arrow from his chest, flung himself in all directions, and fell off his horse. The five battalion general's flag was thrown to nowhere.

The healthy horse under Ma Fuming's crotch neighed miserably, and fell over, knocking Ma Fuming and his horse to the ground.

Ma Fuming screamed loudly, his calf was probably broken under the weight of the horse.

"Let go of me!"

Ma Fuming roared loudly and struggled desperately, trying to pull his little foot out from under the horse.He himself was covered in blood, and the blood from the horse continued to flow out, mixing with the dirt and dust on the ground, making his whole body look indescribable.

Finally, Ma Fuming pulled out his foot, and there were bursts of heart-rending pain. His foot was really broken.

"A dead horse also fights with me!"

Ma Fuming gritted his teeth and cursed angrily. He was about to get up covered in blood and mud, but he heard the deafening sound of hooves. Before he could react, a horse's hoof stepped on his head.

The horseshoe was nailed with a thick horseshoe, shining with metal light, and the underside of the horseshoe had been worn a lot.The heavy horse's hooves stomped heavily on Ma Fuming's lumbar vertebrae, and with a crisp sound, Ma Fuming lay down on the ground again, his mouth spurted blood, and his eyes opened wide.

Ma Fuming wished he could just pass out, that heart-piercing, unforgettable feeling really made people unable to live or die.

Then Ma Fuming wanted to faint, but it was an extravagant hope. The severe pain made him more sober. He wanted to moan, but found that he couldn't make any sound.

In his nose, he also smelled a strange smell, was it the smell of blood, or the smell of blood and soil, or was he incontinent?

Before Ma Fuming could figure it out, another horseshoe stomped heavily on Ma Fuming's head, turning his head into a rotten watermelon that fell from a tall building, blood and brains burst and flew in all directions.

Until he was about to die, Ma Fuming didn't even think about what the strange smell he smelled just now was.

But at this time, Ma Fuming's servants were all shattered by the merciless pistol blows from the Jingbian army knights.They were in a mess, some howled and fled backwards or on both sides, while some stood there dumbfounded.

Some people hurriedly got off their horses and kowtowed like smashing garlic on the ground: "Grandpa, please forgive me, please forgive me, grandfather!"

They were so flustered that they didn't notice Ma Fuming's situation.

Waves of cavalry from the Jing Frontier Army passed by these defeated soldiers from the front battalion of Ji Town.

The unlucky ones who stand in the way are either mercilessly knocked away by healthy horses, or killed by them with hand guns and other weapons!They didn't dare to move any more, watching the waves of cavalry galloping, all of them trembling with fear, praying for the blessings of all gods and Buddhas.

Finally, they heard a voice ordering: "All get off their horses on their knees, don't move around, and offenders will be killed!"

How can these remaining lucky people have the mind to resist?Everyone knelt down on the ground and kowtowed like garlic: "Yes, thank you, grandpa, thank you, grandpa!"

At this time, only one of the servants noticed Ma Fuming's situation, and couldn't help howling: "General Ma Shen's head is broken."

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The first row of Jingbian army knights galloped past the rout soldiers. Some of them, who had just used hand guns, quickly inserted the empty guns back into the saddle holsters, and pulled out another hand gun.

The cavalry of the Jingbian Army are each equipped with three to four hand guns. The combat rules are that the empty guns can be inserted back when slow, and can be discarded when urgent.After all, in Wang Dou's heart, how can a mere pistol be compared with the life of a soldier who has survived a hundred battles?

Just after rushing past this wave of rout soldiers, there was a little space in front of his eyes, suddenly the cavalry shrank his eyes, not far in front of them, there were dozens of Tartars coming on horseback.

Looking at the armor of these Tazi soldiers, they are soldiers and horses of the Eight Banners Manchuria and the White Banner. All of them have exposed armor leaves, shining silver.With flames on their backs and flags on their backs, and tall red tassels on their helmets, they are all Bala soldiers of the same color.

Some of them, with obliquely pointed true-color flags on their backs, are the strong little leaders of Bayala.Among them was a middle-aged strong man, wearing heavy armor, with a huge breastplate on his chest, and holding a Ba Yala flag in his hand.

I always know that in the military law of the Qing Dynasty, the generals below the banner owner hold the banner in person, and people move according to their direction.If troops are sent, at least Jialazhangjing will have a flag, otherwise there will be nothing but ordinary triangular slanted flags.

The Tartar soldiers on the opposite side were the elite soldiers of the Qing Dynasty. The belligerent factor was agitating the whole body, and he shouted: "All hands are ready, kill the slaves!"

They changed formation in an instant, making a frontal assault and outflanking on both sides.

The same is true for the Jingbian army knights in the next few rows.

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Maiser is Baya Lajia Lazhangjing of Zhengbai Banner in Manchuria. He belongs to the Lu clan of Namudu in the Qing Dynasty. He has practiced riding and shooting since he was a child.

As a child, his mother tied him with ropes to fit him into the habits of a horse.Since he was five years old, he practiced small bows and short arrows and galloped in public. After that, he grew up year by year and became a famous warrior in Houjin and Qing Dynasty.

That year, he was selected as a Baya soldier. Like him, his two older brothers and one younger brother became the Baya and vest soldiers of the Qing Dynasty successively.The rise of Manchuria is always beneficial, just like this kind of pursuit battle, it seems that since joining the army, Maiser has become accustomed to it.

In battle, there will be casualties. Although compared with the Ming army, the casualties of the Hou Jin soldiers or the Qing soldiers have always been less, but there will always be losses.

Only in pursuit battles will there be low casualties, or even the possibility of zero casualties.For example, in the Battle of Songshan in history, after the defeat of the Ming army, more than [-] people were killed, while the Qing army only accidentally injured eight people. This comparison is very amazing.

In the pursuit battle, the enemy flees without any organizational system and will to fight. They rarely turn around and fight you desperately.Of course, this is under the condition that you have not pushed them into a desperate situation, so the pursuit battle is simple and difficult, and the key is to grasp a certain degree. In this regard, Maiser has extremely rich experience.

From time to time, he rode his horse to the back of the rout soldiers, and with a stab or a slash, he could make them scream and run away with all their strength.

Even if you outflank into their formation, they seldom stop and try their best, because as soon as you stop, the friendly troops will take the opportunity to run away.To flee for one's life, one does not need to run faster than the enemy, as long as one runs faster than the friendly army. This is the truth that every soldier in the Ming and Qing Dynasties knows.

As for an army that is prone to defeat, it is obvious that the ideological consciousness of the sergeants cannot be high enough to sacrifice their own lives and let others escape.

Of course, it is not that there are no stunned or unwilling generals who want to organize routs, and the role of outflanking cavalry is reflected at this time.Maiser led dozens of Ba Yala soldiers to outflank him, and he couldn't remember how many Ming soldiers who wanted to regroup, and how many powerful Ming warriors he killed.

He was even about to outflank the front of the rout, and he also took aim at a rout that was fleeing ahead.It seems that some Ming general led a group of servants. They ran really fast. I waited for two or three horses to switch constantly, but they couldn't catch up with their escape speed.

But no matter what, the head of the general of the Ming Dynasty must be settled by himself. Maybe after this battle, the throne of Zhengbai Banner Baya Latuzhangjing will beckon to him.Although there are several in Banya Latuzhangjing and only one actual position in Qizhong, there is always one thought, isn't it?As long as there are more pursuits like the one in front of you.

However, there is always a shadow in Mai Se's heart. Looking at all the armies of the Ming Kingdom, he is not afraid, except for the army he met in Julu a few years ago. ...That was really a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. My two elder brothers and one younger brother were not seriously injured a few times in previous battles. Only in Julu, they all died in battle.

After returning from the battle, after hearing the news, Er Niang was blinded from crying, and A Nun was also depressed, because several A Hun, who loved her so much, were gone.Not only their family, during that time, every family in Shengjing City was also mourning, and every household was howling.

For that army, Maiser had complicated emotions, including hatred, fear, admiration, caution, and helplessness.He had no other choice, so he poured out his anger on several disliked Han slaves, and tortured them to death.

However, what a Han slave said before his death shocked him. He said, "Tartar, you will not end well. In the future, you will die worse than me!"

Perhaps because of the influence of that person, Maiser often had nightmares, dreaming that he was cut to pieces, or his scalp was stripped alive, in short, he died of all kinds of cruel tortures.

Every time he wakes up from the dream, Maiser is always in a cold sweat. He knows that there is a general in that army named Wen Daxing who likes to skin people raw.When all the Qing soldiers mentioned this person, they all gritted their teeth, and were afraid that they would not fall into this person's hands in the future. Maiser subconsciously also had such worries.

In terms of cruelty and tyranny, that army will never lose to its own Qing army. It really makes all the Qing people hate it. Where have these Han people learned about their gentleness, courtesy, righteousness and shame?

At this time, Maiser was holding the Zhengbai Banner of Baya Laying and Jiala Zhangjing's big flag in his left hand, and a nine-foot-long tiger spear in his right hand.The tiger spear's blade was nine inches long, and there were several blood grooves on the blade. The blade was ridged one after another, making the blade look like a jade. At this time, the color of the blade was deep red, and it had drunk a lot of blood from the enemy.

Nearly half of his gun barrel has an iron pipe that connects the gun head to the shaft, near the blade sleeve, and there is a section of antler on the left and right.Two long leather straps hang down to prevent the target from being pierced too deeply and hurting oneself.

After all, this tiger gun was originally designed for fighting tigers.The body of the blade is like a knife, and the point of the spear is very sharp. Even if the tiger and bear are fierce and the skin and bones are thick, they can still pierce through them with one blow.Therefore, it is very necessary to have a small section of antler sticks on the left and right of the gun blade.

After the rise of Manchuria, tiger guns were mostly used in battlefield battles. Tiger gun battalions were established one after another. Those who could use tiger guns were mostly outstanding warriors from various banners, and most of them were heavy armored and battalions.

In addition, there are many iron bones hanging on Maiser's saddle, like a small copper hammer with spikes, like a small version of a mace, specially designed to deal with the target's heavy armor and shield , when thrown, all targets are shattered.

Since the Bayala is mostly used for assault, and most of the opponents are Jiabing soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, most of the Bayala soldiers in the banners of the Qing Dynasty are equipped with iron bones, throwing axes, and javelins.

Although Maiser was holding a flag in his left hand and a gun in his right, he was skilled in equestrianism. He didn't need both hands. He only needed waist strength and leg strength to control the horse.

Looking at the Bayalas beside Maise, most of them are like this. Most of their equipment also use tiger guns, only a few of them use long-handled pick knives.The pick knife is narrow and curved, with a blade and a pole, nearly seven feet long, if it is chopped, the man and the horse will be cut in half.

Each of them also carried a huge step bow quiver, but only a few of them used horse bows.

Because of the training method, the Manchurian cavalry has more strength on their feet and is good at using big bows.Archery on horseback is not as good as the Mongols. Although many people can turn left and right, look left and shoot right, they are still used to dismounting and fighting.

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For some reason, Maiser looked at the defeated soldiers of the Ming Kingdom in front of him, and so many thoughts flashed through his mind.He was a little surprised, is he old? Hearing that people are old, they will be sentimental, but he is only in his 40s, so he is not old?

He was thinking about whether to speed up his horse and catch up, and he must not let that Ming general escape, otherwise his throne of Ba Ya La Tiao Zhang Jing would be indefinitely.

At this moment, I heard thunderous hoofbeats ahead, followed by loud gunshots, and the defeated Ming soldiers in front fell off their horses one by one.

As soon as Maiser was taken aback, he saw ferocious knights of the Ming Dynasty rushing out of the white smoke of the firecrackers in front of him.All of them have hats and helmets, red clothes and red armor, and even the temples of their war horses are blood-red. Everyone is full of murderous looks, and bloody and cruel light flashes in their eyes from time to time.

When the two sides met each other, they were taken aback.

In an instant, all kinds of complicated emotions rushed into Maiser's heart, and it was the same for Ba Yala around him. After all, most of them fought against the Jingbian army in Julu and other places.

But then Maiser suppressed all kinds of panic and other emotions, and shouted skillfully.

Seeing that someone beside him wanted to take out a riding bow, Maisel roared to stop him. Looking at the armor of the Jingbian army, he knew that the horn bow was useless to them.For these elite soldiers, only throwing weapons such as javelin bones are useful.

In the blink of an eye, it's not that Maiser didn't think about running away, but after chasing and outflanking the Ming army for a long time, there were several horses to replace, how could it be compared to the opponent's new army?It is still an extremely elite new force. If they turn around and run away, they will be replaced by themselves in the scene of chasing and chasing the defeated soldiers just now.

Only by fighting to the death can there be a glimmer of life, especially the death of A-Hun and A-Dou came to mind, and his eyes turned red.

Both sides were well-trained and well-trained, and in an instant, the officers of both sides roared and rode their horses to form a suitable battle formation.

Maiser's team of 50 Ba Yala soldiers formed a frontal formation. He and several Ba Yala Zhuangda led the battle, with several layers of elite Ba Yala soldiers behind him, and 15 soldiers on each side.One by one, they took out the iron bones hanging from the saddle, holding javelins, throwing axes and other weapons in their hands.

Looking at the Jingbian army on the opposite side forming a fish-scale formation, roaring and galloping towards them, they have a strong force, and dense cavalry will vacate from time to time, outflanking to both sides, I don't know how many people there are.

Maiser's eyes are as sharp as an eagle's. They have been through the battlefield, what scene have they not seen?Although the Ming army is powerful and powerful, they are determined to die, but they will not be afraid!
As soon as Maiser raised the flag, all the Bajala looked at his flag. He rode his horse first and shouted loudly: "Kill all Nikan!"

All Zhengbaiqi Ba Yala yelled: "Kill all Nikan!"

"Kill all the Tartars!"

The Jingbian army on the opposite side also roared.

The smoke and dust billowed, and the iron hooves of the cavalry on both sides slammed heavily on the ground, making a chilling and dull sound.

In a blink of an eye, the two sides were not far apart, as soon as they entered twenty steps, both sides attacked and killed at the same time.The knights of the Jingbian army made a loud bang of their guns, while those Zhengbai Banner Ba Yala threw their javelins, iron bones and other weapons with all their might.

The two wings fought first, and the first row of knights of the Jingbian army was the first to contact the enemy and change formation first.They have a total of 150 riders, leaving only [-] riders in the middle, and the remaining [-] riders, outflanking the two wings.Their two wings are divided into multiple layers, and each layer is from the inside to the outside, slanting upwards, which is convenient for shooting at an angle with the pistol.

Layers of knights continued to fly and shoot, and a gun burst into flames, and then turned into smoke and quickly dispersed backwards.

In order to increase the power, the caliber of the Jingbian Army's handguns is huge. Although they can't go far, they can break through heavy armor at close range.Ba Yala was shot one by one. The thick lead bullets instantly tore their expensive nail leaves, then penetrated the cotton armor inside the nail leaves, and finally broke through their innermost chain mail and crashed into their bodies.

After the lead bullet rolled in the body, the wound met the air, and the strong pressure in the body made the blood in it turn into blood arrows and spurt out. They screamed and fell backwards from the horse.

However, these Ba Yala are skilled in equestrianism, and many of them are good at dodging. Some lead bullets only hit their horses.Those horses were shot, let out a long mournful sound, jumped and rolled, and threw the knights on the horses.

During the first wave of contact between the two sides, several Zhengbai Banner Ba Yala soldiers on the two wings threw their throwing axes, iron bones and other weapons, using the momentum of their horses, they were accurate and ruthless.

A knight of the Jingbian army just fired a gun and knocked a Ba Yala off his horse, when he saw something coming towards him, very powerful, but it was a bone of iron.

He subconsciously raised the round shield on his left arm and swept it away. With a "boom", the round shield was torn apart. Under the berserk force, the knight couldn't ride his horse steadily, and fell off the horse all at once.

There was also a knight of the Jingbian army, before he fired his gun, a javelin shot at his face, the knight had no time to dodge, and was shot out through the chest.

His pistol fell into the dust, and he tried to hold on to the saddle. Maybe his lungs were punctured?The knight tried hard to breathe, but only coughed up bloody foam from his mouth. He felt that there was darkness in front of him, and he tried hard to see the mountains, the clouds, and the land he was fighting for, but he couldn't do anything he wanted.

At last he fell straight off his horse.

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Although the Zhengbai Banner Ba Yala on the two wings fought desperately and kept throwing their weapons, but they were few in number and outnumbered.

Whenever they threw their weapons, or before they threw their weapons, several hand guns were fired at them.In the case that both sides have similar levels of elites, more people bully fewer people, and this is the magic effect.

The knights of the Jingbian army on both sides did not fight them at close range, but only came in waves and passed them.A few steps away from their horses, or a distance of one or twenty steps, and shoot at them with handguns.

These Ba Yala soldiers have practiced combat skills since they were young, and they can only use one kind of throwing immediately.

The knights of the Jingbian Army who looted seemed to be constantly thrashing, and the sound of gunshots was incessant, and the Ba Yala soldiers howled and fell down after being shot.

A hulking-looking Ba Yala roared unwillingly, and threw his precious tiger spear forcefully, piercing through a Jingbian army knight with a man and a horse a dozen steps to the right.But then, a blood flower shot out from his neck guard, which seemed to be dense, and with the sound of the gun, blood mist shot out from all over his chest and abdomen.

Ba Yala opened his mouth and roared, but he couldn't make a sound. He was shot in the neck, and the trachea leaked. He wanted to roar, but the blood from the neck sprayed out faster.In the end, Ba Yala was angry and unwilling, so he died immediately.

There were fewer and fewer Ba Yala soldiers on the two wings of the front arrow formation. The Jingbian army knights who came from the two wings, in addition to attacking them, kept shooting at the Bayara soldiers in the middle of the front arrow formation.

These Qing soldiers had to deal with the Jingbian army knights rushing in front of them, but they didn't care about the two wings. They shot and killed them one by one.

"Kill Nikan!"

Maiser roared loudly, holding a flag in one hand and a tiger spear in the other.He, a few Ba Yala Zhuangda, and the most powerful Ba Yala soldiers in the team took the lead, forming the front end of the front arrow formation, and behind him, the formation slowly opened to both sides.

Iron hooves churned, heavy horses snorted, and the cavalry of the Jingbian Army on the opposite side also came roaring.

Both sides have no fear, and both have the courage to fight to the death.

In a blink of an eye, within 25 steps of the two sides, the Ming army's guns on the opposite side sounded like popping beans, and puffs of white smoke and flames burst out.

The Ming army on the two wings also fired musket shells, and some Ba Yala and horses in the formation were shot, and even two strong men rolled off their horses.Maiser's horse was also shot, and he nimbly jumped onto another horse beside him, and continued to charge with the flag.

Some Ba Yala beside Maiser roared, throwing a wave of javelins and iron bones, etc., some cavalrymen of the Jingbian Army screamed and fell off their horses.Especially those strong men, almost all the javelins and throwing axes they shot hit the target.

In a blink of an eye, the two sides approached, and the Jingbian army knights in Qianbo threw away their empty pistols, drew out their lances, and ran fiercely.

The iron cavalry roared towards them, the dull crash of war horses, and the miserable howls from all sides rang out.

Maiser holds a flag in his left hand and a gun in his right. His legs are tightly wrapped around the horse's belly, and his hips hang from the saddle.He took aim at an oncoming, stout Jingbian army knight.Seeing him charging forward with a lance in his hands, Maiser also roared and rode his horse to meet him.

Suddenly, the two sides were less than ten meters apart, and they could see each other's ferocious expressions.

For a moment, Maiser saw the black tassels floating on the knight's helmet, and the black and red belt pinned to his waist.In the middle of the Qing Dynasty, people have a better understanding of the establishment of the Jingbian Army, and Maiser knows that this Ming army in the Jingbian Army is at least a first-class sergeant, and is also a military officer.

Maiser gave a loud shout, and stabbed out with the tiger spear in his hand, at the same time the armored commander of the Jingbian army stabbed with his spear.

The two horses collided, blood splashed, and in a split second, Mai Se's figure turned sideways.The Jingbian army knight's spear pierced right next to his left arm, bringing out a cloud of blood. Perhaps a large piece of flesh was missing from Mai Se's left arm.

However, Maiser's tiger spear, with its dark red blade, took advantage of the horse's momentum, and with a sneer, it also pierced into the armor chief's chest, all the way to the blade sheath, and a small section of antlers on the left and right. until.Even so, the blade of the tiger spear was so long that it almost came out through the body.

Cavalry duels are several times more brutal than infantry. In addition to courage and combat skills, it also requires rich experience and a keen ability to predict.

Because the horses on both sides are fast, if there is a slight difference, they will die on the ground.

Apparently, Maiser fought on the battlefield for decades, and even won the Qing Dynasty Zhengbai Banner Baya Lajia Lazhangjing. His battlefield fighting skills are indeed extraordinary.Regardless of his battlefield experience or ability to predict, he is outstanding.

However, Mai Se looked annoyed, the moment he was about to draw his gun, he saw the resolute expression of the Jingbian army commander.Even though his whole body twitched in pain, he also subconsciously grabbed the gun barrel tightly.

The opportunity was only in an instant, and Maiser lost his beloved tiger gun, and also lost his very important weapon to kill the enemy.

(End of this chapter)