nanming man

Chapter 954
Gao Yihuan put down the binoculars in front of him, saw the army pressing up from the opposite side, and suddenly waved his hand, "The whole army stops!"

Behind him, the chess and card officer raised his head and blew the horn and waved the command flag. In the horizontal formation of the Wei army, a long whistle sounded, and the pace drums of each division beat four times in rapid succession. stop!"

The front of Wei Jun's horizontal formation is several miles long. In order to facilitate issuing orders, the several-mile-long front is composed of countless small horizontal formations of 300 people.

In the small horizontal formations around, the voices of the officers came and went, "Quan Si! Stop!"

With a sound of "bang", the advancing soldiers stepped on the ground with their right feet and stood still following the sound of the password.

The autumn wind was bleak, the banners were fluttering, the sound of drums, trumpets, and footsteps all disappeared. The Wei army's formations stopped almost at the same time.

At this time, the soldiers of the Wei army held flintlock guns and looked at the crowd coming from afar with stern eyes.

Gao Yihuan reined in the reins with one hand, rode proudly on the horse, and watched the Qing army approaching from a distance. It was obvious that Dorgon knew that defense had no way out, and only offense had a chance of survival.

Just with such an army, can Wei be defeated?If it is tragic and useful, how can the Manchus enter the customs? Did he think that the lonely king would show mercy because the other party was old and weak, women and children?
At this time, the Qing army continued to advance, and the generals of the Wei army quickly saw clearly that the crowd singing sad songs, wearing various costumes, supporting the old and the young, and holding various weapons, rolled forward.

The family members of the Eight Banners exude the hope of returning home. In order to return to Liao, they can only fight, and everyone has a look of determination on their faces.

Seeing the women and children among them, the faces of the Wei army officers and soldiers sank, but Gao Yihuan sneered on his face. It seems that the lonely king really drove Dorgon and Manren to a dead end.

At this time, he looked at Manren's determination and anger, and Gao Yihuan's heart did not fluctuate. Instead, he felt a little pleasure. In the face of strength, Manren's determination and anger would eventually turn into despair.

Gao Yihuan raised his hand again, and said coldly, "Cannon bombardment!"

On the flanks of the Wei army's first line, the artillery pulled by the horses stopped following the military order, and the soldiers quickly fiddled with the artillery. After loading, they pointed the muzzle at the oncoming crowd.

At this time, the commander of the artillery team waved down the flag in his hand fiercely, and roared, "Let it go!"

A row of gunners ignited the fuses at the same time, sparks immediately "swish" into the gun bore, and with a loud "boom", dozens of guns retreated sharply at the same time, billowing up white smoke, which instantly covered the front.

After the first shot, the soldiers immediately reset the cannon, cleared the chamber and reloaded it, and began to prepare for the second round of firing.

The advancing Qing army was immediately pierced by shells.In the binoculars, Gao Yihuan saw a black iron ball hit ten steps in front of the clearing formation with a "bang", splashing a column of smoke with mud sandwiched in it. Rolling forward, hitting a tartar's calf, immediately breaking the leg, the tartar hugged the thigh that lost the calf, fell to the ground and cried out in pain.

The artillery of the Wei army was well-trained and reloaded quickly, and soon the second round came again. The artillery shells hit the Qing army formation, splashing pillars of mud. Their hearts beat more violently, their throats became dry, and their sad singing voices also began to change their taste, and began to appear chaotic.

Although the family members of the real Manchuria, even women, can shoot bows, they are not the army after all. Under the bombardment of the Wei army's artillery, these people began to have great chaos.

At this time, in the crowd, a few soldiers of the Eight Banners who held the formation began to beat the chaotic people who were retreating. The bannermen fiercely looked around at the people around them and shouted loudly, "Whoever leaves the line dies! Death dies who retreats!"

The surrounding family members cowered and distanced themselves from the bannermen. Seeing this, the bannermen changed their tone again, and encouraged them earnestly: "The Wei bandits on the opposite side are here to prevent us from returning to the Liao land. They want all of us Kill them all, we can only return to our hometown outside the pass by killing the Wei thief on the opposite side..."

Amidst the sound of the rumbling cannons, the Manchu family members had empty eyes and murmured, "Go home... Go home..."

The bannermen continued to encourage, "We can only bring food, money, and relatives back if we kill all the thieves of Wei. We will kill anyone who stops us from going home. Think about Saarhu, everyone is fighting with the thieves Wei! "

Following Qi Ding's words, the men and women in Manchuria gradually showed determination in their eyes. They were eager to return to their hometown, so they grabbed their weapons and continued to move forward.

At this time, as the distance narrowed, the Qing army in front could already clearly see the Wei army on the opposite side. The soldiers of the Wei army were arranged in rows, forming a wide horizontal formation, roughly the same width as them.

There are artillery roaring on both sides, as well as cavalry cruising, and all musketeers in the middle, with a red dragon flag on a black background above their heads.

At this time, as the distance got closer, Gao Yihuan put away the telescope, raised his hand again, and waved down, "Get ready to shoot!"

The military order was conveyed by the trumpeter and the standard bearer, and the Wei army officer on the first front line of the Wei army shouted loudly, "Get ready!"

Hearing the military order, the soldiers of the Wei army raised their flintlock guns high at the same time, with the muzzle upwards, and opened the hammer. The muskets and thorns were like a forest of spears held high.

At this time, the Qing army on the opposite side felt that the Wei army was about to shoot a volley. The bannermen in the team drew their swords, pointed forward, and roared, "Rush forward, kill all the barbarians!"

Tens of thousands of Tartars stopped their mournful singing in an instant, let out hysterical roars, picked up their weapons, and began to charge like a raging tide.

"Aim!!" The Wei Jun officer roared angrily.

The soldiers on the front line held their flintlock guns high, and under the command, Qi Qi put the flintlock guns flat, and aimed sideways at the running figure on the opposite side.

At this time, looking at the women and children wielding knives and spears, the officers of the Wei army moved their Adam's apples, pursed their lips, and issued the last command.

"Shoot!" General Wei Jun roared at the top of his lungs.

The soldiers of the Wei army in the front row pulled the trigger without hesitation. The hammer of the flintlock gun clicked, and a spark was hit. Flames and white smoke came out, and the projectile flew out rapidly.

On the front of the Wei army, the flames and smoke belts were like a star river shining brightly. The white smoke quickly filled the entire front line. Countless projectiles flew out from the smoke belt, like a strong wind blowing across the earth, and the projectiles splashed into the running Tartars head-on. , bringing a puff of blood mist on their chests.

In an instant, the bodies of the Tartars running ahead shook like chaff, and they rushed to death in pieces. The bullets tore their clothes and penetrated their bodies. The Tartars rolled and crawled on the ground, and the screams resounded across the field ~~~~~
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