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Chapter One Hundred and Sixty Two: A Deadly Battle II

The horns were connected, and the war drums shocked every creature on every battlefield. The Ming army's phalanx burst out between the various phalanxes of the Ming army. The commanders held the flag and ran back and forth in front of the phalanx, constantly conveying orders. In the sun, the giant objects formed by the gathering of countless black dots were rubbing their sharp fangs, opening their bloody mouths ferociously, ready to issue a fatal blow at any time.

"The commander has an order. The spear team is the front team, the musket, bow and crossbow camp is in the center, and the sword, shield and hand are the back team, and the formation is changed!" The messenger rode fast horses and galloped quickly towards the various formations, spreading the latest orders.

After gathering, Wu Sangui's army kept taking gestures and showed no signs of attack. It was obvious that after a long journey, the Wu army was as strong as the last of its strength and was seriously overdrawn. Li Dingguo decided to take the offensive and take advantage of his fatigue.

Under the shouts of the officers, the Ming soldiers quickly changed their array, and they were still a long dragon formation. The difference was that the front row was dense spears that were close to a distance. Behind them were musket crossbowmen ready to replace the front row at any time. The sword and shield soldiers who focused on defense were placed at the end. The two wings of the long snake formation were among the few cavalry of the Dingbei Army, used for guarding and chasing.

"Forward!" Li Dingguo was almost tearing his throat, and his hoarse voice burst out from his throat, making the Ming army's battle formation more desolate and shocked the morale of the Ming army.

"go ahead!"

"go ahead!"

"Forward!" The commanders faithfully conveyed the commander's orders, and their loud voices became a little dry due to the long shouting. The officers began to shout slogans. Every time they shouted a word, the soldiers would mechanically lift their left foot forward. When they shouted 2, the soldiers' right foot stepped out neatly. This method of combat was learned from the Haidu Army. In traditional combat, due to inconsistent orders, many of the officer's orders were not effectively implemented. Especially in the current phalanx combat method, if every soldier was allowed to freely perform the local language, then the power of special spears, muskets, and steel crossbows could not be exerted to the extreme. Only uniform spears and turns to shoot can the enemy be in the maximum damage. Therefore, this seemingly stupid way of combat was implemented.

To be more precise, this tactic of spear mixed with muskets was popular in the West as early as the 16th century. The spearmen at the front were very effective in dealing with cavalry assaults and infantry ground storms. The muskets and crossbowmen were used for long-range strikes, and the last sword and shield soldiers were mainly used to clean up the battlefield, kill some sporadic enemies, and protect both wings.

Wu Sangui had heard of this new type of battle formation. He sneered and ordered soldiers around him to yell: "Welcome the enemy!"

Wow... countless sounds of friction between armor and armor came. The first row of the Qing army's large shield hands wrapped the front tightly, while the second row was the latest ground spear, which was similar to the Ming army's spear, but because of the hasty and roughness of the ground, they were soldiers with longbows. Five thousand cavalrymen were holding back restless war horses and ready to support them at any time.

"The King of Pingxi has an order: Those who kill one thief will reward three taels of silver. Those who kill two thieves will double. Those who kill more than five thieves will recommend fame and reputation. Those who capture the enemy chief..."

"Kill!" With the heavy reward, the Qing soldiers roared in the killing land. If they want to survive, if they want to get promoted and make money, they have to step on the corpses of the Ming soldiers from the opposite side. 2..." The Ming soldiers were still very calm and walked forward mechanically according to the officer's orders. Just like usual training, they were not fast or slow. They always remain consistent with their comrades beside them. In order to practice this tactic, everyone was not whipped less. Anyone who made mistakes would be punished. The Grand Marshal once

After finding dozens of baby elephants were placed in front of the soldiers for training. When the baby elephant was angry and charged towards the battle formation frantically, any stop or escaped soldiers would be whipped. The soldiers in good performance would be able to receive double the salary. During the whip, the soldiers had formed a conditioned reflex. No matter what was ahead, when one or two sounds sounded, they would step on their left and right feet, just like a terrifying war machine. Every part would perform its own duties and advance and retreat as if it were the same.

"Prepare to shoot!" A roar began to come from the Qing army's ground battle formation. Countless bows and arrows were pulled over and shot upward forty-five degrees towards the sky.

"Hello..." The dark and sharp arrows drew half an arc in the air like dark clouds. They fell from the sky into the spear formation. Many people were shot and fell to the ground with a bang. Some commotion began to occur in the Ming army's local battle formation, but they soon calmed down again.

"Stop!" The officer raised the ground flag and waved it. The sound of steps stopped abruptly. Then the officer raised the red ground flag: "The shield hand is in front and the spear is behind."

There was another commotion. The sword and shield soldiers squeezed to the front. The crossbowman behind him and the spearman squatted on the ground.

"First row of crossbowmen shoot!" As soon as the officer finished speaking, he conveyed the next order.

The crossbowmen raised their steel crossbows and pulled the crossbow machine in the gap between the sword and shield in front of them. Thousands of crossbow arrows popped out the steel crossbows and shot horizontally towards the distance.

"Kuk!" Most of the crossbow arrows were blocked by the large shield in front of the Qing soldiers. The powerful force of the crossbow arrows was embedded in the large shield. Some penetrated through and shot the Qing soldiers behind the large shield to death.

However, the long-range attack effect is not obvious. Although the range of bows and arrows is not high, if the arrow is shot up, the arrows are killed from the sky. Even if the swords and shields are placed in front, it is not very useful, making the Ming soldiers unable to defend themselves. The crossbow arrows are flat shots. As long as the Qing soldiers put a large shield in the front row, the archers can shoot in the backwards without any mistakes.

"Progress! One, two, one, two..." The officer immediately realized the weakness of long-range shooting with the Qing soldiers under such a situation, so he simply let the sword and shield hands be in front and the entire army continue to advance. Only by contacting the enemy can he effectively defeat the enemy.

The long snake of the Ming army began to move again, and arrows all over the sky were fired out of the Qing army's team. Sometimes their companions fell down, but the remaining soldiers did not pause or retreat.

Wu Sangui looked at the battle situation and showed a long-lost smile on his face. Is this the Ming army's new battle formation? This is what Li Dingguo has trained in the past six months? Although this formation looks very majestic, I am afraid it is just that.

At this time, a continuous roar suddenly came from behind the Ming army's battle formation. Before the Qing army could react, more than a dozen cannons smashed into the Qing army's formation. For a moment, the Qing army's formation became panicked, and dozens of unlucky Qing soldiers were blown up to blood.

"Stay calm, the bandits have only a dozen artillery pieces, and they can't kill a few people." The generals of the Qing army pulled out their waists and bounced the panicked soldiers. Even so, the Qing soldiers were still a little panicked. The arrows that were originally shot in the dark sky suddenly sparged a lot.

Wu Sangui's face suddenly looked ugly. It was nothing great to have artillery. In Kunming, there were at least a hundred Franco cannons in his warehouse, but it was not brought with him because of the mountainous mountains in northern Myanmar and the difficulty of transportation.

Rumbled, another roar of artillery fire. The strong explosion and dozens of blown-off Qing soldiers made the formation of the Qing soldiers even more disordered. Wu Sangui was helpless. Although the artillery attack was limited, it had a great impact on morale. It seemed that the time for the real melee between the two armies.

He raised his right hand and the messenger beside him yelled: "Kill!"

The Qing soldiers rushed forward like wild horses, like wild horses that broke away from their reins.

"Boom." The two long snakes collided fiercely. The Ming soldiers' countless spears kept thrusting forward. The Qing army was not willing to be outdone. The hastily cut long bamboo kept thrusting forward, and countless moans came out.

"Thorn, hold, hold, hold, hold." The officers of the Ming army began to change their slogans. They repeated two words and sentences. Each tattoo was shouted out, and thousands of spears suddenly thrust out. When they shouted the word "Thorn", countless blood-stained spears shrank back.

Faced with such a strange tactic, the Qing soldiers immediately suffered a great loss. They could only wave long poles and poke forward indiscriminately. The shield soldiers tried to use a large shield to resist the spear, but soon they discovered that the spears like the Ming soldiers, which were raised and stabbed by two people, could easily break into the big shield, and the final remaining strength was enough to pierce their bodies.

Wu Sangui's soldiers were not all cowards. Although the initial battle was not good, they were all brave and cruel people. In the blood, they began to use their weapons in their hands to cause even a little damage to the enemy. Finally, a gap was made in the Ming army's spear formation. Before the Ming army could make up for it, hundreds of Wu soldiers rushed in. With a piece of crossbow arrows and muskets, countless Wu soldiers fell down, and countless people rushed in, launching crazy attacks on the crossbowmen and gunmen in the back defense of the spear formation. Even the front-row spearmen had to worry about the loopholes behind them.

Wu Sangui finally saw the terrible part of the spear formation. However, no matter how useful the spear formation is, it is not invincible in the world. The number of people on his side is three times that of his, and they are all elite soldiers. As long as they continue to break through the spear formation, even if there are heavy casualties, they can still eat Li Dingguo in one bite. Wu Sangui has raised his hand and pointed forward with his right hand. The messenger beside him understands and yells: "The King of Pingxi has an order, and the cavalry will attack."

Dada Dada... On the bloody battlefield where ghosts and gods cried, a burst of rapid horse hooves sounded, and the five thousand cavalry began to accelerate continuously, holding up spears and machetes, and frantically heading towards the Ming army's two-wing run.

"Bow and crossbow, the gunman protect the two wings, and must not let the cavalry approach!" The Ming army was also crazy. The officers' orders came out. On the wings of the long snake formation, the crossbow and the gunman were ready, and a small number of cavalry in the back team also began to leave the square formation and kill towards the Qing cavalry that was sweeping in.
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