Looking at the fortifications arranged by the Ming army in front of him, Dai Shan suddenly felt dazed and also felt a little ridiculous.

White clouds and dwarfs, changing the world.

In the Battle of Sarhu in the 47th year of Wanli, the general of the Kaiyuan army of the Ming army, Ma Lin, led 15,000 people to Shangjian Cliff. Hearing that the main force of the Eight Banners arrived, he also dug trenches in this way, and laid a formation that was very similar to the current Ming army. Dai Shan himself was the first to break through the fortifications of the Ming army.

In the blink of an eye, seventeen years have passed, but I didn’t expect that I could still see this familiar scene, but things have changed.

"There is no need to wait for the two yellow flags to those two thousand people. Our three thousand people are enough!

Unexpectedly, more than ten years have passed, the Ming people are still so stupid.

Shanji, you were still young during the Battle of Sarhu and did not join the battle. The Ming people's subordinates were in this situation at the beginning, and the number of people was several times higher. The result was that it was not a complete defeat? Our army will win in this battle!"

Perhaps because he was getting older, or because he was extremely relaxed when he saw the Ming army's behavior, Dai Shan first sighed in a long and long way, and then began to explain how to break the fortifications of the Ming army.

Around Shen hour in the afternoon, the hot summer in the wilderness began to fade slowly, and a cool south wind blew, and the heat on the soldiers was taken away in an instant.

"Hey, why is this Jiannu so ink? He will fight, and he will retreat. After a long time, he has been talking but not doing anything. Could it be that he has made any plans?"

On a mound slightly higher than the flat ground in the middle of the Ming army camp, Zhang Wenyao stood under a pergola set up by the young and strong, looking at the Qing army formation in the distance. Seeing that the Qing army had not seen any movement for a long time, he couldn't help but start cursing.

"Old Zhang, are you anxious? No matter what he is planning, we are afraid that he will consume more food and food? Not to mention only a few thousand people, we are not afraid of even ten thousand more.

You can sit down and eat a melon, and wait for Jiannu to whip the trumpet and get up again. This melon is very crispy!"

Liu Guoneng, who was sitting on the bench, leaned against a wooden pillar, leaned on his knees on the surface of the stool, holding a melon in his hand and biting it while vaguely.

Zhang Wenyao turned around and sat on another stool cursing. The personal soldier Mao San quickly handed over a melon. Zhang Wenyao took it and wiped it with his big hand. He bit it and pulled it halfway, and the juice of seeds as big as sesame seeds flowed down the corners of his mouth.

Before he could swallow the flesh in his mouth, the long horn sounded suddenly in the distance, and the Qing army's offensive finally began.

"Shield hand covers the gunner! Lower your head!"

After seeing hundreds of Qing army archers heading towards their positions, Zhao Wu shouted loudly. The nearby swords and shields stood up one after another, preparing to raise their shields to protect the tiger-squatting gunners. The other soldiers followed the advance drills, approached the wall of the trench and lowered their heads, and prepared to use their wide iron helmets to block the bows and arrows shot by the Qing army.

Daishan led only 500 cavalry, and the remaining ones were infantry.

The trenches dug by the Ming army were wide and deep, and the soldiers were all in the trenches. The cavalry had no place to use their power in the face of such fortifications. Although there were passages in the middle of the trenches where several cavalry could gallop side by side, there were some horse-rejecting horses scattered on the passages, so in this case, these five hundred cavalry could only stand beside the horses, waiting for the infantry to break the fortifications of the Ming army, clear the obstacles before rushing.

Under Dai Shan's instructions, the Qing army still adopted the traditional combat method of key assault. Four hundred archers were divided into two groups to cover the two formations of heavy armored soldiers with a total of nearly 300 people in front of the two formations of heavy armored soldiers. Six or seven hundred infantry followed each of the two formations of heavy armored soldiers, waiting for the heavy armored soldiers to break through the formation and then charge.

Because the Ming army was hidden in the trench, the heavy-armored soldiers who were leading the rushing formation gave up short axes, hammers and other short-solders used to chisel the formation, and all replaced them with long-handed weapons such as maces, knives, long-handled tiger-toothed guns, and prepared to slash and kill the Ming army in the trench after joining the formation.

Under the leadership of Niu Lu Zhang Jing, the Qing army archers rushed towards the Ming army's position step by step. Just as they reached about 150 steps from the Ming army's position, a series of dull explosions resounded throughout the field, and large streams of white smoke rose up. The Ming army set up on the second trench and raised guns one after another.

Several projectiles of one or two were shot from different directions at the Qing army's archers. Except for one projectile hit, the rest flew away.

This one or two projectiles hit the head of a Qing army archer. With a stream of blood mist floating away, the Qing army's head was smashed like a watermelon, and red and white blood and brain plasma splattered everywhere. The body flew back like a high-speed war horse, smashing several Qing soldiers behind him to the ground.

After a brief chaos, the Qing army formation quickly returned to its original state. The Qing army archers continued to move forward without saying a word, but the speed had begun to accelerate.

"Wang Erlang, Sun Gouzi, are you two killing birds? Li Quan, you are good at hitting me! You can load me up quickly and shoot another round!"

In the Ming army's position, Li Ergou was urging the gunslide team while scolding. The gunslide players were rushing to load ammunition, while the two teams of Qing archers quickly advanced to about a hundred steps.

Seeing the Qing army getting closer and closer, with Zhao Wu's call again, dozens of shields were raised, and the gun was lifted but the process of firing again was not completed.

Amid the shouts of Niu Lu Zhang Jing leading the team, the Qing army archers approached about fifty steps to arrange the formation. The heavy armored soldiers who broke into the formation quickly carried the weapons and the Qing army's armored soldiers followed closely behind.

With a strange shout, two clusters of arrow rain flew into the sky almost at the same time. After flying for a distance in the air, they turned around and rushed towards the Ming army in the trench. With a crackling sound, screams mixed with it. As waves of arrow rain followed, many of the Ming soldiers who were not covered by shields had been injured and lost their combat effectiveness.

At this time, the muffled sound of lifting the gun rang out sporadically again. Due to the closer distance and the dense crowd, all the guns fired this time hit the target. It was like a rock-sized gun that ignored the three layers of armor of heavy armored soldiers and killed several heavy armored soldiers running in front.

Taking advantage of the gap that the Ming army was suppressed by bows and arrows, two heavy armored soldiers began to rush out at a distance of about 30 steps, preparing to take the opportunity to break into the trench and kill the Ming army.

As many archers exhausted, the rain of arrows became sparse, and the heavy armored soldiers of the Qing army had rushed to more than ten steps away from the trench, and within a few breaths, they would rush to the front of the Ming army formation.

At this moment, the roar of the tiger squat cannon resounded all over the world. The heavy armored soldiers rushing to the formation felt their breath suddenly suffocated, and then there was a bloody sky. Hundreds of projectiles fired by several tiger squat cannons swept across the field like strong wind, and no living creatures stood there wherever they passed.

Before the Qing army could react, the sharp horn sounded into the clouds. The muskets were already rushing behind the second trench on the southwest side. Amid the continuous sounds of bursting beans, two Qing army continued to fall to the ground in a wailing and screaming.

Each Ming army had five hundred people, a total of four gunners, and in an uninterrupted round-shooting manner, nearly two thousand projectiles were poured into the body of the Qing army within the range of the range of two formations. The blood and flesh, the wounded and dead bodies were immediately covered with dozens of steps in front of the Ming army's first fortification.

"rise!"

As soon as the gun sounded, with a few calls, the spear like a forest in the first trench was raised high, and hundreds of spearmen in the main attack direction of the Qing army suddenly stood up.
Chapter completed!