Wanli 1592

Chapter 1076 The war is over
Liu Chenglong, who has been following in the army, persuaded Mao Wenlong not to start a hand-to-hand fight with the trapped beasts, thinking that it would cause great losses, and there was even the possibility of capsizing the ship in the gutter.

But Mao Wenlong didn't listen to him, and everyone didn't listen to him. Liu Chenglong was not a soldier, so he couldn't appreciate the supremacy of bravery and supremacy of honor that was pervading in the Daqin army.

You can use various strategies to fight against the enemy, entrap the enemy, and achieve the greatest victory with the least cost, but once the enemy launches the final challenge, if you don't fight and tear them apart head-on, it will cause a great blow to morale.

The Daqin army is the best and invincible in the world. Any enemy who dares to provoke will be torn to pieces, the kind that is torn head-on.

Even though Mao Wenlong tried every means to push Nurhachi to a corner, he couldn't refuse this provocation.

They are provoking the soldiers of Daqin with their lives. They have issued a challenge with their lives-the bet is fate, do you dare?

Any Daqin soldier with a sense of shame dared to dare, and whoever dared would be ridiculed by everyone for a lifetime and would no longer be able to gain a foothold in the army, because no one looked down on a coward. In this era, this is unavoidable.

And this seemingly uneconomical spirit is the most basic condition for the formation of an iron army.

With this spirit, this army can be called an elite, an iron army, and an invincible army.

This spirit is more important than the battle loss ratio.

Xiao Ruxun used the clerks to teach the soldiers how to read. Through the literacy education, some of the most important spirits and wills were deeply implanted in the soldiers' minds and engraved in their souls, so that they could understand what responsibility and responsibility are. , What is honor, what is sacrifice.

The brand-new Qin army is no longer fighting for food and promotion and wealth. They begin to have ideas that are more beneficial to the country. This will be an army that thoroughly implements the will of the central government.

So at this moment, they accepted this life-gamble challenge without hesitation, prepared their troops, and followed Mao Wenlong to the battlefield.

In the distance, the group of bereaved soldiers with fierce aura is just the stepping stone for them to carry out their will.

Qin Jun appeared, Nurhachi saw it, he stood up, and everyone around him stood up.

Some are still biting the horse meat, trying to accumulate as much physical strength as possible, some patted their faces to make their spirits peak, and some licked the knife with their tongues, with bloodthirsty expressions on their faces, Some take a deep breath and adjust their mentality.

At this moment, both sides seemed to have forgotten what kind of war this was, and devoted themselves wholeheartedly to this battle.

The bravery of this Qin army also exceeded Nurhachi's imagination. He didn't pay attention to how many people there were in this Qin army. It seemed to be similar to his men, but there must be a main force behind him.

He has no future, his future is now, including all his children, only now is left.

Nurhachi squatted down and stroked the heads of his two youngest sons, Tabai and Abate.

"Immediately, it's time to show your bravery. Use the knives in your hands to kill those hateful Han people until you can't kill them anymore. Do you understand?"

The two children nodded nervously.

"You are my sons, you can't shrink back, you can't lose face, you know?"

Nurhachi gave a few more words of advice.

Tabai and Abatai nodded ignorantly, clenched the knife in their hands, Daishan looked at this scene expressionlessly, and then looked expressionlessly at the Qin army's battle formation in the distance.

They are cavalry, and their side is all infantry.

It seems that the meaning of father killing all the war horses is not only to eat meat, but also to let everyone cut off the last thought of running away, only to fight to the end.

So, can this battle be won?
Can you win?
Liu Chenglong was also asking Mao Wenlong, but Mao Wenlong didn't answer him, but just pulled out his sword and held it high to the sky.

"Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!"

The black-armored cavalrymen of the Qin army shouted angrily, their morale suddenly reached the peak, and everyone was full of fighting spirit, holding their swords and guns tightly, and mobilized their horses to move forward slowly.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The Jianzhou Corps formed a group, and began to advance in the direction of the Qin army in a dark mass. While advancing, they roared the slogan of killing, with no fear in their eyes, only a strong desire to kill.

Of course, the same is true of Qin Jun.

The Jianzhou soldiers walked first, then walked quickly, and finally, Nurhachi ran straight away, and the entire Jianzhou Corps also galloped along with them, panting heavily with red eyes, roaring and rushing forward like a hungry lion.

The Qin army stopped. Thirty dragoons rode their horses to 200 meters in front of the entire army, got off their horses, and pointed their Guangqi-style dragoon guns at the galloping Jianzhou Corps.

"put!"

The leading dragon cavalry captain gave an order, thirty gunshots fired, and thirty bright lead bullets accurately penetrated into the bodies of thirty Jianzhou soldiers, instantly breaking through their skin and beating their internal organs into a mess. collapsed.

They reloaded the ammunition quickly, and fought another round before the Jianzhou Corps rushed in front of them. Thirty light-emitting lead bullets steadily took thirty lives. Fei Yingdong was unlucky and was scratched by a bullet. He scratched his left arm, grunted, and didn't stop charging.

"Back off!"

The remaining distance was not enough for them to fight another round. The dragoon captain gave another order, and the dragoons got on their horses and scattered to both sides, leaving the battlefield, while the black armored cavalry were ready to charge.

"Dedicate the victory to His Majesty the Great Qin Emperor!"

Mao Wenlong Zhanjian pointed forward: "Charge!!!"

"kill!!!!!!"

Two thousand black armored cavalry swiftly mobilized their horses to charge forward. Within a distance of several hundred meters, almost instantly, the black torrent plunged into the Jianzhou Corps like a sharp sword.

At that moment, it was as if two blood bags collided, blood spattered all over, stumped limbs and broken arms flew horizontally, people's roars and horses' neighing were intertwined, and a cruel battlefield concerto was played.

The life-and-death battle between cavalry and infantry, face-to-face knife-to-knife slashing, and head-to-head confrontation without any trace of moisture, unfolded on this land.

The cavalry of the Qin Army quickly pierced and killed, beheaded a head with one knife, and pierced the body of a Jianzhou soldier with one shot to take his life.

The Jianzhou infantrymen slashed the horse's legs and dragged people off their horses without fear of death. Several people gathered together to pull a black armored cavalryman off his horse, and stabbed them fiercely with a knife in both hands.

The Jianzhou soldiers didn't have an army formation, or they didn't even think about using an army formation at all. The cavalry of the Qin Army went down the mountain like a tiger and chiseled the Jianzhou Corps from the beginning to the end, tearing their entire group, and then began to divide and surround them. smash.

At this stage, however, they met extremely stubborn resistance.

(End of this chapter)