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Qin Mu stood on a small mound and saw Liu Yongzhi enduring huge casualties while luring the Tartars into the plum blossom formation. He then fired two or three hundred thunder bombs at once. The earth shook and flames raged, turning the area around the circular formation into a living hell.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when the Tartars were lying dead and wounded all over the ground and the rest were fleeing in fear, the plum formation consisting of five circular formations quickly moved forward, forcing those unarmed innocent civilians into the formation.
Qin Mu breathed a sigh of relief, at least he had tried his best. Perhaps some generals would have some opinions, saying that he was not ruthless enough, but this was Qin Mu's principle of life, and ruthlessness was reserved for the enemy.
When Liu Bei was defeated and fled to Xiangyang, he insisted on fleeing with a large number of people despite being pursued by the enemy and facing an extremely dangerous situation. He won fame throughout the world. It can be said that his foundation was laid at this time.
Qin Mu's benevolent policies were warmly supported by the people in Huguang and Jiangxi. This kind of public support influenced many people, so much so that people like Gu Yanwu were willing to be under his command.
So far, there has not been a single serious rebellion among the soldiers in the army. This is directly related to Qin Mu's character of being ruthless to the enemy, building a large Jingguan, and being lenient to his own people.
He is not a descendant of the Zhu family and lacks the so-called righteous status. If he wants to dominate the world, it is particularly important for him to have a reputation for benevolence and righteousness.
No matter what you think in your heart, at least on the surface you should keep a kind heart towards the people. Qin Mu would not kill these innocent people immediately without trying his best.
The thunder bomb used this time was also used by the Ming army before, but it was very dangerous to hold it in your hand and light the fuse, which required great courage.
Once the fuse was lit, if the bomb was not thrown in time, the soldiers would be shot dead in the formation, which would bring heavy casualties to the soldiers. It would even cause the entire formation to collapse. In the past, the soldiers of the Ming army were unwilling to use it, so the thunder bomb was not taken seriously.
The Tatars had never thought that the thunder bomb could be used in this way. They were caught off guard and suffered heavy casualties. Even the Tatars who were not injured in the distance, seeing this horrific scene like hell on earth, were at a loss as to what to do and hesitated to move forward, allowing Liu Yongzhi to successfully force the civilians into the battle.
A rational person would hesitate. But Ajige, who was still bleeding from his nose, had lost much rationality, so he ordered a full-scale attack without hesitation.
Qin Mu gave an urgent order to move ten thousand-jin Portuguese cannons to the bank of the small river in the east, because there were also thousands of Tatars roaring in from this side, attacking from both sides.
The battlefield was changing rapidly, which was beyond Qin Mu's expectations. He thought that after the first setback, the Tartars would wait for Wu Sangui to arrive before launching a general attack, so that Qin Mu could wait for reinforcements from all directions to encircle the Qing army.
However, in a rage, Ajige was already willing to do anything at all costs. He had forgotten the fact that there were not many Manchu and Mongolian bannermen. This had both advantages and disadvantages for Qin Mu.
It was just that he could no longer weigh the pros and cons. The decisive battle had already broken out, and only the victor could decide when to end the war.
The earth began to tremble violently once again, and the smoke and dust in the distance rolled like dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun.
The dull horn, the forest of golden swords, the clanging of iron hooves, the flying sand, the curtain of black shadows, the earth-shaking roar, the boundless murderous aura, all swept over, making people's hands and feet cold and stiff, and thrilling.
"Retreat quickly! Retreat quickly!"
Captain Hong Dawu was yelling hysterically. Shangyi and his comrades protected the people, trying to maintain their formation and retreating quickly. Tens of thousands of cavalry made a tremendous roar, like thunder exploding the earth, deafening. The ground was shaking violently, scaring the people inside and making them scream and cry.
Countless cavalrymen had not arrived yet, but the air currents had already swept in, breaking the strong grass on the ground, causing leaves to fly, and sand and dust hit faces like needles.
As the overwhelming cavalry approached, a bloody battle broke out instantly. Countless bullets and arrows whistled in, shattering shields and making armor unable to resist.
Comrades around him kept screaming and falling to the ground, blood was pouring down, and flesh was flying everywhere, but Shang Yi could hear nothing. His eardrums were rumbling because of the thunderous sound of horses' hooves.
The Qin army in the plum blossom formation also fought back with arrows, bird guns, and thunder bombs. Balls of fire exploded outside the formation, and the Tartars were charred, some with their limbs broken and their stomachs rotten.
The galloping warhorse fell to the ground, scraping the ground for several feet, and the scarlet blood dyed the entire earth red.
However, this time the Tartars did not retreat at all. The dull horn sounds became louder and louder, thrilling. The Tartars in the front team swept to both sides, and kept shooting bows on their galloping horses. The powerful arrows flew like locusts, making the sky dark.
When the front team of Tatars completely fled to both sides, revealing the rear team holding spears, this team of Tatars was arranged in a tight formation, the lances in their hands were two meters long, like a horizontal forest, they rushed towards the plum blossom formation fiercely with their galloping horses, the murderous aura was devastating and the momentum was like a raging tide.
"Stop! Press!" Sergeant Gao Quan screamed and ordered the spearmen to press the butts of their spears into the mud. Then he could no longer shout a second time. He saw the enemy's spear, with the huge momentum of the warhorse, fiercely knocked Gao Quan out. Before his body hit the ground, hot blood spurted out of his mouth... ... ..
The Tartar's warhorse was also pierced through the chest at the same time. The horse's body fell to the ground with a bang, and rushed forward with great inertia, knocking away another brother next to Shangyi, whose life or death was unknown. The shield wall was in chaos. Shangyi's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared and swung his sword wildly, chopping off the Tartar's head that was rolling down, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
The spear in Lin Dazhi's hand on the left was stuck in the body of a warhorse. Before he could pull it out, the enemy's long sword hit his left shoulder armor hard. The sound of broken bones was heard, and Lin Dazhi's tall body was hit and spun a circle on the spot before falling to the ground.
"Great wisdom!" Shang Yi shouted, and saw a spear flying towards him from the corner of his eye. He rolled on the ground, wielding his sword wildly, and actually cut off one of the horse's legs. The warhorse fell to the ground with a mournful cry.
Shang Yi escaped death, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Lin Dazhi had turned over and pounced on the fallen Tartar, biting the Tartar's throat with his teeth. Puff! Lin Dazhi raised his head and spat out a mouthful of blood and flesh, then roared like a beast... ... ..
The battlefield in the north was extremely brutal, with both sides suffering from casualties. The blood covered the ground and formed streams.
In the east, the Qin army's ten thousand-gun cannons roared continuously. Each of these cannons was equipped with five to nine sub-guns, with a very fast firing rate, and all loaded with shotgun shells. Each ejection would form a large barrage of bullets. The Tartars who rushed in fell one after another like wheat being cut, wailing continuously, and their blood flowed into the stream, causing the river water to rise.
However, the battlefield was too large, and the range of the shotgun was only about two or three hundred steps. The ten Folang machine guns could not cover the entire eastern battlefield. The Tatar cavalry rushed around and rushed to the river in groups.
Fortunately, there were wooden stakes driven into the river, so the Tartars could not rush through for a while, which reduced the pressure on the eastern front.
However, on the northern front, since Liu Yongzhi and his men had not yet retreated, the Red Cannon could not fire at all. The situation was extremely unfavorable.
Seeing that Liu Yongzhi's plum blossom formation suffered heavy casualties and was in danger of being overwhelmed by the surging iron torrent of the Tartar soldiers at any time, Qin Mu immediately decided to attack with all his strength and fight Ajige to the death. He first said to Hong Niangzi: "You should cross the river immediately, take your troops and horses across the river from upstream, and then cut more branches to drag. Make it look like a large army is coming to help, go quickly."
"Yes." The Jushui River was not very wide. She could find some places with slow water flow and cross the river with her warhorse. Without saying a word, Hongniang quickly took a boat to cross the river.
"All cavalrymen, follow me and fight the Tartars. Huo Sheng will lead the infantry to follow. No more nonsense today. If you don't win, you will die!"
"If you don't win, you will die!"
"If you don't win, you will die!"
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Amid a roar that reached the sky, the chariot formation was disbanded, and four thousand cavalrymen followed Qin Mu's black flag and swept out, their iron hooves like rain, their swords like snow, and their roars like thunder;
Huo Sheng and his deputy general Cao Taiping led all the infantry they could mobilize, forming a flexible plum blossom formation and charging forward.
This "U"-shaped zone is not conducive to cavalry's movement and charging due to its narrow terrain.
But apart from the troops on the eastern front, on the entire northern front, the Qing army still had more troops than the Qin army, and they were all cavalry. Charging out like this was tantamount to risking everyone's lives. If they failed, the entire army would be wiped out.
All the soldiers understood this, but seeing Qin Mu's battle flag whizzing away, every soldier followed without hesitation. The plum blossom formations were like moving mountains, with drums roaring, footsteps clanging, swords and spears like a forest, and the momentum was magnificent.
The general is not afraid of death, and the soldiers do not value their lives.
The bloody scene on the battlefield aroused the courage of everyone. At this moment, there was no life or death, only victory or defeat. The soldiers who rushed to the battlefield without hesitation roared in unison:
Rise up! People who don't want to be slaves!
Let’s build our new Great Wall with our flesh and blood!
The Chinese nation has reached its most dangerous time.
Everyone was forced to let out a final roar.
Get up! Get up! Get up!
We are united,
Advance under enemy fire!
Advance under enemy fire!
Go ahead! Go ahead, go ahead!
Amid the heroic singing, the 4,000 cavalrymen led by Qin Mu had passed Liu Yongzhi and his men and collided violently with the Tartar cavalry. They shared the same hatred and were willing to die. The fierce collision instantly caused mountains to collapse and the earth to crack. The sky was filled with blood and the sound of fighting was so loud that even ghosts and gods fled.
The flying swords, the fallen horses, the broken bodies, the dying wails, the bloody roars, are like the surging waves of the sea and the raging thunder, and the heaven and earth are long depressed and uplifted...
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.(To be continued..)
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