Zhang Xianzhong hurriedly turned over and ran out of the camp, and came to the Central Army's Dazhang.

At this time, he pulled out the Mile Mile Mile and indeed saw a team of cavalry and infantry out of the camp in the Ganjun camp.

Zhang Xianzhong was overjoyed when he saw this, and Li Dingguo also showed surprise, "Why did Gao Huan go out to fight to the decisive battle?"

Zhang Xianzhong couldn't figure it out, but it didn't matter. "No matter what Gao Huan is wrong, as long as he is willing to fight with me in a field."

"Your Majesty!" Liu Wenxiu said excitedly: "This is our last chance!"

Zhang Xianzhong looked excited, but he was a little panicked inside.

He originally thought Gao Huan would stick to the camp and wait for him to get out of food, but he didn't expect Gao Huan to go out to fight the camp.

Yesterday's attack hit Zhang Xianzhong very hard, and he felt that it was difficult for the Western Army to break through the camp of the Gan Army.

He thought Gao Huan would not come out, so he did not prepare any tactics. He just used human lives to fill in the way the bandits fought back then to consume the army.

If he can attack in, it will naturally be a surprise, but if he cannot attack in, it doesn't matter. After all, he will not be able to bring all hundreds of thousands of troops to Yunnan and Guizhou.

Therefore, Zhang Xianzhong was not prepared for a decisive battle, which made Zhang Xianzhong excited and panicked.

"Quick!" Zhang Xianzhong hurriedly called, "Sort the army quickly and prepare for war. He also pulled out the 100,000 troops in the camp."

Four hundred thousand Western troops hurriedly re-arranged in the wilderness, and at this time, the 200,000 troops also came out in full swing, flags flying in the formation, and cavalry were ordered to travel continuously in front of the formation, raising waves of yellow dust.

Gao Huan's military formation is very simple. The front army is a ten-mile-long infantry front, the central army is a spear-line infantry formation, the two wings are the attacking cavalry and dragon cavalry of the Gan army, and the rear army is a small number of baggage troops.

Gao Huan originally wanted to waste Zhang Xianzhong to death, and when Zhang Xianzhong retreated with food shortage, he would then send troops to cover the killing. However, the information sent by his good brother Gao Yan changed his mind.

When the Japanese soldiers were about to land in North Korea, Gao Huan could conclude that the Korean rebels would definitely not be able to withstand, and they were afraid that they would be wiped out by the Qing army and the Japanese soldiers in one or two months.

Losing North Korea has nothing to do with Gao Huan. What Gao Huan is worried about is that the Qing army will join forces with Japanese soldiers to attack the Korean War.

Furthermore, Zhang Xianzhong is short of food, but Lao Zhang cannot wait until he has no food to eat and stay in Changsha. He must be almost out of food and will take the initiative to retreat.

Various reasons made Gao Huan change his mind and decided to attack him unexpectedly, go out to fight to the decisive battle, and defeat the Western Army in one fell swoop.

At this time, under the banner of Daqi, Gao Huan saw the Western Army changing into a panic, with a smug look on his face, pointing at the somewhat chaotic Western Army formation, and smiled: "It seems that I have given Zhang Xianzhong a surprise. The Western Army is so happy that it will not be able to line up!"

The Western Army first left the camp, then the military camp, but the military formed a large formation in a very short period of time, while the Western Army was still in a panic and chaotic array, showing the gap between the two armies.

"Your Majesty, Zhang Xianzhong didn't expect His Majesty to go out to fight in the camp!" Song Xiance said with a smile.

Gao Huan looked at the Western Army Front and suddenly waved his hand: "I don't have time to wait for Zhang Xianzhong to line up. Today, I must shoot Lao Zhang out of shit. I will send orders down, artillery bombardment, the front army will press forward, the central army will follow up, and the cavalry will protect the two wings."

Gao Huan waved his hand domineeringly, and the horns of the central army rang.

Under the Western Army's Daqin Banner, Zhang Xianzhong heard the sound and looked up. On the front line that lasted for several miles, the musketeers of the Gan Army carried guns on their shoulders. In the passionate "The King of Qin Breaking the Formation", they all stepped forward, and the bayonets rose and fell like walls.

"Your Majesty! The soldiers have moved!" Liu Wenxiu said in surprise.

Zhang Xianzhong was looking forward to Gao Huan's out of the camp, but when he remembered the crushing defeat in Guanzhong, he felt a little more timid in his heart.

Seeing that the Western Army formation was still a little confused, Gao Huan took the initiative to press forward, Zhang Xianzhong felt great pressure and gritted his teeth and shouted, "Send a cannon! The command of the troops to quickly form a formation and prepare to face the enemy!"

In front of the Western Army, the artillery hurriedly set up the artillery and then loaded the artillery.

At this time, the army line was lined with bayonets rising and falling, flags fluttering above their heads, and soldiers followed the rhythm of drums and music, stepping forward with great courage.

The body exuded an arrogant momentum, which made the 400,000 Western troops pale.

"Boom boom boom" Several groups of white smoke rose in front of the Western Army formation, and artillery shells roared and landed in front of the Gan Army formation, splashing mud. The Gan Army soldiers did not blink for a moment, and took a frightened step, allowing the splashing mud to hit the body and continued to press over.

The Western Army soldiers were in a state of chaos, but fortunately they finally made the array.

Seeing that the army line had already walked halfway, Gao Huan continued to shout, "If you send the order, no one is allowed to shoot in less than thirty steps."

Song Xiance was shocked and said, "Your Majesty, the Western Army is also equipped with a lot of flintlock rifles!"

"It's okay!" Gao Huan said confidently: "In the battle of Guanzhong, most of Zhang Xianzhong's elite troops were lost. Judging from the current appearance of the Western Army, most of them were new troops. The platoon shooting tests the will of the soldiers. I believe that when you reach thirty steps, Zhang Xianzhong's line-based infantry will collapse!"

Under the Western Army's Daqin, Zhang Xianzhong saw the line of the army blazed with artillery fire and pressed up with murderous intent, and his face looked a little ugly.

Li Dingguo noticed the Ganjun front and looked solemn, "Your Majesty, the Ganjun musket line is lined up in the front, and the long spear phalanx is followed behind, and the two wings are guarding the cavalry. Seeing Gao Huan's arrangement, he wanted to use his old tricks. The muskets approached the back of the next round of volleys and defeated our front army, and then the infantry and cavalry covered the killing, intending to defeat our army in one battle!"

Zhang Xianzhong exclaimed his cheeks. He didn't expect Gao Huan to come out for a decisive battle, so the Western Army was not prepared. Otherwise, setting up a horse-rejecting horse and digging a few trenches in front of the formation could offset the pressure of the army and infantry.

"Gao Huan is crazy! I want to shoot at close range with thirty steps again!" Zhang Xianzhong gritted his teeth, but he had no choice but to do anything, "Hmph, I have a 400,000 army, twice as many troops as the enemy. Liu Wenxiu, you gather the musket soldiers to the front of the formation. I want to see how many people Gao Huan is preparing to kill, is he able to shoot at close range, or will I defeat them first!"

At the age of 30, close shooting was Gao Huan's killer weapon. The Gan Army repeatedly relied on strict training and elite soldiers to defeat the opponent in the volleyball and fire.

Liu Wenxiu heard the words and bowed with fists, then hurried to the front army. A large number of Western Army musketeers rushed to the front with muskets, forming dense three-way line lines.

It is said to be three rows, but in fact it is six rows of musketeers. Two Western Army soldiers stood in staggered positions, one row raised its guns, and the other row placed the guns on the shoulders of the front infantry. The muskets were interlaced and fired together.

The elite level of the Western Army and the quality of muskets were not as good as that of the army, so they could only use their quantity advantages to form powerful firepower.

"Hurry! Arrange the array! Get ready to face the enemy!" Liu Wenxiu shouted loudly in the formation.

The infantry in the Western Army, amid the military orders, raised their muskets one after another.

For a time, more than 20,000 muskets were placed in a staggered manner, and the black muzzles were aimed at Gan Jun who was pressing towards him.

"Boom boom boom!" At this time, a muffled thunder sounded, and dozens of field cannons on both wings of the Gan Army suddenly retreated backwards. A fire spewed out of the muzzle, and a ball of white smoke rose. The shells roared at the Western Army Front that had just been lined up.

The Western Army soldiers were densely packed, and one shot hit the guns, and the shells directly tore the musketeers in front of them, splashing their limbs and flesh, and the blood mist rose up covered the faces of the soldiers around them.

Most of the soldiers of the Western Army were new soldiers. Although they had been trained for more than a year and had been proficient in using muskets, they had never experienced the threat of death on the battlefield.

A soldier was splashed with blood on his face. Listening to the screams of his comrades around him, a warm liquid instantly wet his trouser legs.

At this time, after the fire of the military artillery, the gunner immediately began the second round of loading, and the eight-pound field artillery cross-fired at the Western Army array, killing many Western Army fronts.

"Don't panic!" Liu Wenxiu roared loudly to calm the Western Army's emotions, but at this moment, the musketeers who raised their guns, facing the bombardment of artillery, and the soldiers who were getting closer and closer, some people couldn't help pulling the trigger.

The "bang" gunshot caused more nervous musketeers to pull the trigger. The "bang bang" muskets were connected, and smoke rose from the Western Army formation, and soldiers went off fire.
Chapter completed!