Chapter 74: Don’t be bold when you should be bold

From the next day, scouts from both sides began to intercept each other, which shows that both sides who had not yet started contact have entered the other party's vision and there is no possibility of a surprise attack.

As both sides were more vigilant, Li Si also knew very limited information, and only knew that the other party was a mixed force of Zhenglan Banner and the Han army, with about 4,000 people.

The fertile fields of the Central Plains made it impossible for the troops who go to the death to have any advantage in geographical locations. The troops who are accustomed to ambushing and surprise attacks must face a real field battle.

The upcoming battle will test the true combat power of the dead army.

So Li Si tried his best to draw the troops from the dead. There were at most forty teams on hand that could be immediately invested. Four thousand zero troops could be invincible, not to mention that there were more than a dozen teams as reserves less than a hundred miles behind him.

After the two sides start to fight, as long as they can hold on for a day, they can concentrate all their strength.

The most important thing is that the Eight Banners soldiers have been fighting for half a month, and the Arhats who were soaked with iron-killed Vajra and copper were only half breathing. There is no reason why the army went to the dead can't eat it.

Since it was the first time to command such a war and it was a desperate bet with all his might, Li Si was already conservative enough.

There was no eager urging the dead army to advance quickly.

The next day, before the sun had completely set, Li Si ordered camp.

The war is coming soon, and the soldiers need sufficient physical strength. Moreover, since they have dealt with the existence of the dead army, they must be dispatching troops. Doing so can not only relieve the pressure of the unknown fellow, but also threaten the Zhenglan Banner from a distance or near.

That night, Li Si kept thinking about tomorrow's battle almost all night. In order to prevent the enemy from raiding, the night whistle doubled.

but.

The night was quiet and nothing happened.

"Good omen," Wei Wuya, who thought he was a think tank to the death, just poured two bowls of rice porridge, swallowed two more buns, and analyzed with a burp: "If the Tartars in Zhenglan Banner really had a great advantage, they would have divided their troops out to knock on our heads. If there was no movement, it means they would not dare to start rashly, which means they were not sure of eating us..."

"You old guy, do you need to say this? I thought of it long ago." Li Si also relaxed: "The whole army is moving forward, and if there is any disturbance, it will be reported to me immediately."

I knew that I had advanced to more than forty miles east of Linying City, but I encountered a team that Zhenglan Banner came to intercept.

It is estimated that there are only seven or eight hundred people, which is the banner of the Manchurian Zhenglan Banner.

The Eight Banners soldiers did not rush as hard as they met as they did in their tradition, but kept the dense formations slowly approaching.

"His grandma, the Tartars are so arrogant. How dare you fight to the death army alone? Beat them." Despite this idea, Li Si still kept cautious enough.

Because both sides were equally cautious, the battle started had no highlights.

Like the military Scriptures, they first intensively shoot and suppress the opponent's momentum, and the feathered arrows in the sky are back and forth in the air.

There are not many long-range bows and arrows in the Death Army, but fortunately, the base of troops they deal with is very small, and no one can get a big advantage in shooting. However, the Death Army still suffered a small loss because they do not have the most basic armor protection.

Most of the Eight Banners soldiers had armor, and the last time they were wearing black leather armor, which was much stronger than the army to die.

When Li Si wanted to rely on his military strength to dispatch the forward attack on the flanks, the other party obviously discovered the intention of the army to die and took the lead in launching an attack.

From this point alone, we can see that the Eight Banners of Manchuria are much more powerful than the Ming and Rebellion Army. Whether it is the Ming and Rebellion Army, few people take the initiative to attack when their troops are at an absolute disadvantage.

The leader wearing a high-tag iron helmet raised his sword and pointed his finger in front of him, shouted the battle slogan of "Puan Na", and led the Eight Banners soldiers to fight forward together.

Attack and hand-to-hand combat have always been the strengths of the dead army, but this time they were snatched by the Tartars.

"Go to death!" Li Si also pointed forward with a knife.

"Go to die." The battle slogan of the army that went to the death like a tsunami.

The meaning of the word "Die" is extremely simple. You either die or I die. There is no other choice. As for which one can survive, it depends on the weapons in your hands.

There were still dozens of steps away, and the two armies were about to collide together. The second platoon's death army lifted up the straw ropes on the waist at the right time, and lit the turf on the mouth of the iron cucumber...

"Boom" "Boom"

Due to the insufficient purity of gunpowder, the explosion sounds a bit dull, but this does not hinder the basic killing of iron cucumbers.

The Eight Banners soldiers fell to the ground under the splashing projectiles, struggling with blood, and howling constantly...

These are all veterans of Zhenglan Banner. They have seen similar fire thunders in Liaodong and western Liaoning, and have heard similar explosions. This explosion does not make them hesitate even for a moment. However, the fire thunders encountered today seem to be much more powerful...

Due to metallurgy and casting technology, the fire thunder that is purely damaged can be understood as a toy that can only make a loud noise. Its lethality is very limited and cannot be compared with the iron cucumber that is killed by projectiles.

But the Eight Banners soldiers didn't have time to think about these things, they just screamed and collided with the Death Army.

Just as two powerful streams of water collided with each other, the water droplets at the forefront could not help but penetrated into the opponent's team...

The Manchu knives are much longer, and the blade head is a very small arc, which makes the range of killing when swung a wider range.

Lu Jian never had to consider using defense, he just stabbed out the iron fork and pressed down slightly with his left hand behind...

"when"

Lu Jian is very familiar with this sound, which is the sound of a long sword slashing on the iron fork of a comrade.

When the iron fork was ignored by the boy with a huge scar on his face opposite, the veteran named Dalu knew it was going to be bad because he handed out the knife and was stopped by the person around the boy.

Instinctively wanted to jump out of dodge, but his body had already soared into the air. Only then did he realize that the iron fork in the boy's hand had pierced into his chest.

The fork was pressed down, and the tip of the fork was slightly raised, piercing through the chest and abdomen directly in front. The skillful left hand suddenly pressed down and raised his right hand, and threw the blood-squirting Tartars out.

It is clean and neat, and you can achieve success with just one blow.

After seeing the blood, the morale of the army to die soared. Ding Yi, a big guy, still maintained his usual style. He cursed and fought to the death, and collided into the Tartars like a giant bear...

The combat effectiveness of the army to die is not lower than that of the Zhenglan Banner, and it has the early killing advantage of Iron Cucumber, so the battle situation quickly became clear.

The Manchu Zuo Ling waved his long sword and shouted loudly, waved his hand and chopped off a few soldiers who wanted to turn around...

It was just a meal that caused nearly half of the seven, eight hundred and eight banner soldiers to be injured. Although the Zuo Ling was still implementing the cruel and bloody battlefield discipline, he could no longer hold back the defeated soldiers who were running around.

"You guys, go up and cut your head."

At the command of Li Si, hundreds of soldiers were happily cheering up, rushing forward with a smile, taking out a short blade to cut off the enemy's head, and at the same time slashing and killing the wounded soldiers with great enthusiasm.

"We won," Wei Wuya screamed happily as if he was a child. After fumbled for a long time, he realized that he forgot to bring his folding fan with him.

If you could wave a few fans at this time, it would be like "the feather fan and the scarf, and the masts and oars were destroyed while chatting and laughing." Wouldn't it envious of Zhou Lang?

Li Si wished he could kick the old guy, but Wei Wuya was not just a joke, but asked a very simple question: "I saw at least six assistant leaders, and there was something wrong with it."

A leader of the escort can command the Eight Banners warriors of Yiniulu. If you add the slave soldiers, a leader of the escort will have at least four or five hundred men.

According to the Manchu military system, Yi Niulu has 300 soldiers (because Huang Taiji is keen on centralization, only 200 of Niulu are transferred to some flags), but there are six assistants on the opposite side.

"The Tartars are remnants. Why don't they see their reinforcements coming? Could it be that they are watching them die?"

"Damn," Li Si cursed fiercely: "We suffered a timid loss, and the Tartars no longer have the strength. The whole army pressed forward and rushed forward."

These seven or eight hundred soldiers of the Zhenglan Banner are just the prelude to the battle, and the purpose is to slow down the progress of the dead army.
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