"The slave thieves' cavalry...stop moving forward and form a hollow square formation!"

Zhu Youjian, who was riding behind more than 2,000 fusiliers, had excellent eyesight. He saw Daishan's 800 cavalry in charge formation from a distance, and quickly gave orders to the staff officers and drummers around him.

The order to stop moving forward and set up a hollow square formation soon turned into a harsh suona sound, which broke through the din on the battlefield and reached the ears of every fusilier. Originally moving at a walking speed,

The advancing fusiliers immediately stopped advancing, and then came the captains below. The battalion leaders issued a series of instructions with whistles and passwords. Under their command, the 2,000 fusiliers completed the task almost instantly.

The formation changed from a thin two-row formation to a hollow square formation formed by three rows of soldiers. Zhu Youjian, the officers, guards and six 3-pound cannons around him were all surrounded.

The speed of this change of formation surprised Daishan, who was still waiting for the chaotic Japanese soldiers to withdraw from the battlefield (if they did not leave, the cavalry could not attack). How were these southern soldiers trained? Is it true?

As in the legend, did they practice from the crow of chickens to the crow of ghosts?

When Zhu Youjian saw his two thousand fusiliers quickly completing the formation change, he did not show much satisfaction. In fact, for line infantry, this level of formation change is not difficult. Because the line infantry

It is a "pure team", that is, the soldiers in the entire company, battalion, or even the entire regiment have only one weapon... It is simple, natural and efficient. Simple weapons are not only easy to command and organize, but also easy to train, and you don't have to spend too much money.

The more time you have to practice fighting, the more time you will have to practice queuing. The more you practice, the more you will become familiar with it, and the more efficient you will be on the battlefield.

In addition, the armor of these fusiliers is not heavy (in fact, it can be eliminated), and their mobility on the battlefield is of course high. When changing formations, they can run and rush to the designated position.

But Daishan didn't give up because he found that the Ming soldiers who formed the hollow square didn't seem to have long spears in their hands!

Daishan knew that his eyes were dim and he might not be able to see clearly, so he asked his son Wakda beside him, "Fourth brother, you have good eyesight, look at those guys in the hands of the Ming army infantry for me... Who is that?"

A spear?”

Wakda is the fourth son of Daishan and the legitimate second son of his predecessor - his mother-in-law is the successor of Fujin Yehenala who was killed by Daishan. He was originally a good legitimate son, but he died after the death of his elder brother Saharin.

He was supposed to be the "successor of Amma" (Saharin had a very good relationship with Huang Taiji and had high prestige among the banner, so he was chosen as the heir by Daishan). As a result, E Niang asked the cruel Amma to kill his legitimate son.

His status was gone. After his brother's death, Zheng Hongqi's heir was about to fall into the hands of his stepmother's son again...

Now the Qing Dynasty is governed by "ten rulers", and the flag leader Ama is not a "minister", but a "king", so Wakda's losses are huge!

However, no matter how great the loss was, Wakda would not dare to fall out with me. Not only could he not fall out with me, he would also have to serve me from the front and back.

Now he is like a filial son, leading dozens of white-armored soldiers with red flags to guard Daishan. When he heard Daishan's question, he quickly replied: "Amma, the guys in the hands of those Ming army infantry are not spears."

...It was as if they had inserted a sharp blade into the barrel of the blunderbuss."

Dai Shan raised his eyebrows, "Did you see clearly? Is it really true that a sharp blade was inserted into the barrel of the fire gun?"

"You can see clearly, it's a knife stuck in the barrel of the gun!" Wakda said very firmly, "Amma, do you want to shoot one?"

"Charge!" Dai Shan gritted his teeth, "Of course he has to charge... He doesn't even have a spear, so he can't withstand our Manchurian cavalry!"

"Amma is right!" Wakda nodded heavily.

"Fourth brother," Dai Shan looked at his son with encouraging eyes, "Then you can lead the team and charge... If you win this battle, I will make the decision for my father, and I will give you three titles!

"

Three good ones... are better than none!

"Thank you Ama!" Wakda gritted his teeth and looked at the thin hollow square array in front of him. Then he took off the spear on his shoulder and shouted at the Manchu cavalry beside him: "The Qing Dynasty's

Baturus, we are fighting today. It is the time of rise and fall. The inheritance passed down by our ancestors must not be defeated in the hands of our generation! Brothers, follow me Aixinjueluo Wakda...

Kill! Charge!"

After he finished shouting, he unfolded his spear, picked up the horse's reins, and came out first. Hundreds of Eight Banners warriors, with solemn expressions, followed like dragons, rushing straight towards the hollow phalanx that seemed to be defeated in one blow!

Zhu Youjian was in the hollow square formation, extremely calm and calm. Because he knew the hollow square formation best... This formation looked thin, but it was not something that ordinary cavalry could break through.

Because the infantrymen who formed the hollow square formation were not holding fire sticks, but a Chongzhen 12-year-old flintlock musket that could fire a lead bullet weighing one tael (16 taels)!

Although the accuracy of this flintlock gun is not high, in the hands of soldiers who have undergone rigorous training, it can still easily hit people and horses twenty or thirty steps away.

The lethality of one or two-weight projectiles is simply beyond what humans or horses can withstand!

In addition, there were only 500 people on each side of the hollow square formation composed of more than 2,000 fusiliers, divided into three rows. The actual width was that more than 100 people stood shoulder to shoulder.

And at this width, how many galloping horses can be accommodated? Twenty or thirty horses can be held to death, and the charging cavalry cannot be arranged in too many rows, otherwise they will be scattered while running. A wave of charge will only be more than a hundred.

Just cavalry... What is the effect of 500 guns against more than a hundred cavalry?

Wakda doesn't know what kind of firepower he will face? He is now wearing three layers of armor and a wine cup helmet. He holds a shield in one hand and a gun in the other. There is also a dark iron mace hanging on the saddle.

, rushing to the front, the whole person looks like a red chariot, just looking at it is enough to give people chills.

Everyone knows that this must be a big slave thief!

So more than 10 flintlock guns were all pointing their black muzzles at him!

Zhu Youjian's fusiliers are not cannon fodder who went to the battlefield after training for a few weeks, but are elite soldiers who have been soldiers since childhood. They all have more than ten years of military experience... Those are all from 996

Training standards!

So their marksmanship is very good!

According to legend, the accuracy of flintlock rifles is not as good as that of bows and arrows, so the batulu is used to compare with the new recruit Danzi. If a farmer is asked to put down his hoe and become an archer, and train for a few weeks, he may not even be able to fire a bow!

Wakda also knew that the fire gun was powerful, so while sprinting, he moved the shield in front of his body and shrank the person behind the horse's neck.

As soon as he hid, he saw a flash of fire in front of him, and then...his body, his arms, and his thighs were hit hard by something unknown at the same time, and then a thunderous gun

Voice!

Before Wakda understood what was going on, he fell down on the cold ground together with his horse. All the strength in his body was instantly lost. Severe pain spread from all parts of his body, and then he felt terrible.

The chill...

Is he going to die? A terrible thought came to Wakda's mind, and then his vision went black!

Of course, Wakda was not the only one who was shot. The fifty or sixty cavalrymen who rushed to the front with him fell down almost at the same time. Twenty steps away from the Ming army's formation, they immediately lay down. Some people and horses died at once.

They were all clean, and some were still alive. They struggled to get up and screamed at the top of their lungs. The knights rushing behind were in a panic.

What happened? Why did the people and horses in front fall down? Can we continue to charge forward?

The Manchu warriors were not afraid of death to this extent. Immediately, some more clever warriors tightened their reins, turned their horses' heads, and tried to run away. However, they collided with the Manchu cavalry rushing up from behind. It took a while.
Chapter completed!