Chapter eight hundred and forty-fifth: defeated like a mountain(1/2)
Boom...
The Eight Banners Iron Cavalry has seen artillery.
They fought with the Ming army in Liaodong and charged in countless times.
At this time, the Eight Banners elites were already familiar with the power of this cannon.
So although more than two hundred conscience-free cannons roared.
But in fact, everyone was not afraid at all.
Countless people braved the flying "cannonballs" and were still full of morale.
Under the leadership of Babutai, continue to charge.
It's just...when the 'cannonball' landed.
The shell exploded.
There were countless gunpowder hidden inside the shells weighing more than ten pounds, mixed with iron beads mixed in them. Suddenly, with the landed shells as the center, within ten feet of the radius, war horses neighed, countless people fell, some of them were even covered in blood, and they were blown into a hornet's nest.
Rumble...
Rumble...
From all directions of the cavalry formation, shells began to explode one by one.
Suddenly...numerous war horses began to be frightened and neighed and began to lose control.
Some of the people on the horse were blown up and then fell to the ground, some were blown up by splashed steel pillars and iron nails, and some were knelt down in front of the war horse under the seat.
So, the person immediately fell down.
And in the charge formation, once a person falls off, it means death.
Because the war horses rushed over from the back team stepped on the person who was dismissed.
This is equivalent to a person falling on the highway where countless large trucks are racing.
Then... the people who rushed up from the back team clearly heard the wailing sounds under their horses. They were already stunned by the bombs. When they looked at the horses, they were trampled to death by themselves.
And these people who were trampled to death may be their own brothers or in-laws.
The Eight Banners are very small. Every banner, like the Zhenghuang Banner, most of the people come from tribes of the same clan, and they are connected with each other.
At this time, when I saw someone trampled to death by myself, the person was rotten like mud, and many people's eyes were red.
They shouted various curses from the Jiannu people, continued to lift their swords, looked up at the Ming army huddled behind the sandy turtle in the distance, and yelled hysterically: "Kill, kill, kill..."
"kill……"
In the devastations all over the ground, thousands of troops still roared by like lightning, leaving behind countless corpses.
Immediately afterwards... another round of artillery began to explode.
This time... when everyone saw the package flying from the sky, they were still scared. The power of the explosion just now was so terrible that most people felt distressed when they saw this thing.
Subconsciously, someone wants to stop the horse and avoid it.
It’s not because of fear, but because of the conditioned reflex simply for the sake of profit and avoiding harm.
But this... immediately made the formation of the cavalry team begin to scatter.
Even many cavalry collided with each other, and once the high-speed moving war horse hit, it would immediately fall over.
And once someone collides.
This is like a series of collisions on a highway. Some people bumped into each other in the front, and some people crashed into each other in the back, and they crashed into each other in the back. Later, someone bumped into each other.
For a moment, the formation was in chaos.
And this formation chaos.
This gave the infantrymen behind Shalei plenty of time to kill the enemy.
It is not enough to deal with such high-speed moving cavalry and dare to accept a large number of casualties and be able to fight to the death without retreating. It is not enough to rely on the killing of muskets alone. After all, muskets of this era cannot be compared with later generations.
So, the musket finally rang.
The sound of muskets like fried beans is endless.
Many people fell down like harvesting wheat.
At this time, Babutai realized that... he was in death.
He was so sad and angry at this time.
He waved the long sword in his hand and still let out a hysterical roar. At this time, he was not timid, but he felt an indescribable grief and anger. He shouted in a deep voice: "Kill, kill, kill them all."
Aside him, dozens of guards protected him, and there was a pack of explosives blowing up beside him.
Suddenly, the thirty or forty guards fell to the ground immediately, and they were dead.
The rest of the guards and war horses were also frightened.
Fortunately... they rushed over fortunately.
But the countless muskets in front were bullets flying everywhere.
Seeing that there were fewer and fewer guards.
At this time, Babutai's scalp became numb.
He never expected that this damn Ming army was many times stronger than the Shenji Camp.
"Hong Chengchou..." Babutai gritted his teeth at this time, his eyes were already red, so he couldn't help but roar, "I must kill you!"
Behind him were countless corpses. Continue to rush down, and the cavalry team was already sporadic.
The cavalry team that was still in intensive place just now... has become sparse.
There was another cavalry ahead, uh.
It turned out that it was his war horse, who stepped on a diamond-shaped horse-stick, so the horse's legs were suddenly bleeding and suddenly lost their strength. The war horse fell down with a bang. The person on the horse was suppressed tightly by the war horse and was seriously injured. There were countless bones on his body.
He gasped and wanted to move away from the war horse in despair, but found that as soon as he moved, severe pain came from the broken bones.
Then, he could only open his eyes and see that the people in the back team could no longer avoid it.
The horse's hooves stepped on his head, his pupils contracted in his eyes, and then his head was like a broken watermelon. With a bang, the red and white serous liquid in his head flowed out, and a large piece of it was smoldered.
Even though it was lucky that the horse-mixed nails were spread all over the ground, there were waiting for the horses to resist.
At this time, the war horse was exhausted and could not even jump over... so he collided with the horse, and the man was overturned again.
This arrangement of rejecting horses is actually very tricky.
When Emperor Tianqi designed the horse rejection by himself, in his opinion, a successful horse rejection does not have to be unattainable, because once it is too high, the cavalry will try their best to get around when they sprint. In this way, it means to resist the horse and kill the enemy.
But if it is too short, the cavalry can easily leap over, and thus lose the original intention of the original design.
The important thing for a truly excellent horse-resistance is to master the cavalry’s heart. Look at this horse-resistance, it is big and round, ah... no, it is neither tall nor short. In this way, it gives the cavalry that charges head-on a psychological expectation. If it goes around, it may delay the sprint time.
The longer the delay, the more bullets it may be, so I felt that it seemed that the horse-rejecting horse was not impossible to jump over. In that moment, I wanted to try it, so the pegasus jumped... just a little bit... Ma Qian lost her hooves and rumbling, and the man and the horse crashed into the wooden cone that horse-rejecting horse, and they could not die again.
Thousands of elite soldiers in Zhenghuang Banner have fallen by now, and the rest of them are already at a loss.
At this time, in this Shura hell, all I have is a kind of unreasonable fear.
Even Babutai looked at the Ming army who was so close to him, and he knew that he could kill him with just a leap, but at this time, he was frightened.
People have fear, and even Babutai is no exception.
The guard behind him had already run away.
He turned around and the people around him were already sporadic.
So Babutai panicked, panicked his horse and left, but the sound of guns still sounded loudly behind him...
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Dorgon sat on the horse, looking at everything that was happening in front of him without saying a word, his face turned astonishingly ugly.
At this time, no matter how unwilling he was willing to accept it, he already knew that Zhenghuang Banner was gone.
Zhenghuang Banner is known as one of the three upper banners and is the main force that Dorgon can control, while the other five banners are in the hands of other princes and princes, which means that Dorgon... at this time... lost one of the most elite troops.
"Shank you..." Hong Chengchou looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.
At this moment, he was also panicked, and he said in horror: "I didn't expect..."
"Bang..." The whip fell down fiercely.
Hong Chengchou was whipped and was already scared to death. He hurriedly said, "Master, it's better to roar the gold and drum first, and then..."
"Stop, you dog slave!" Another whip fell.
Fan Wencheng said immediately, "Master, if you don't fight at this time, where is the master's face? I see that Babutai is just one step away from the Ming army. As long as I rush over, I can win."
Fan Wencheng is not stupid, Hong Chengchou is new, and he doesn't know much about the filth among his masters. The Khan is young and is not prominent among Nurhaci's sons. Now he has become a Khan. What he needs most is military merit. Now he is defeated and has also broken the Zhenghuang Banner. If he stops his troops, those arrogant banner owners will probably be unable to suppress it.
So the most important thing now is... to continue attacking, and to bite this bone.
Not only that... we also need to urge other banner owners to add their own troops, because only in this way can we weaken the other banner owners and let the Khan, who still has two flags of soldiers, still take the initiative.
To be continued...