Lord of Ming Dynasty

Throw the short firecracker in his hand to the cavalry around him to reload, take the firecracker in the hand of another cavalryman, aim at another archer who surrendered from the Ming army, and knock the archer to the ground with a "bang" shot.

Throw it to that cavalryman, take the firecracker from another cavalryman, and continue looking for the next target.

A cavalryman of the Ming army jumped over a pikeman of the volunteer army. The pikeman raised his gun and killed his horse. Zhang Qiang smashed his head with a single shot.

"Come again."

Zhang Qiang took the short-fire blunderbuss from the No.1 cavalryman again, and fired a single shot, which missed any enemy.

"Come again."

A cavalryman handed him the firecracker he had just installed, and Zhang Qiang fired another shot. A white armor covered his shoulders, turned his head to look at him in the light of the torch, grinned, looked fiercely, and waved his hands. The ax, like a Warcraft warrior, rushed towards Zhang Qiang with great strides.

Zhang Qiang threw back the firecracker regretfully, took another firecracker, and raised the gun to aim.

Bai Jia waved his teeth, raised the ax in his hand, blocked the front door, and walked towards Zhang Qiang step by step. Zhang Qiang snorted coldly, pulled the trigger, and "bang" Bai Jia fell to the ground clutching his chest with his teeth.

At a distance of ten steps, even if you have triple armor, you can still kill them.

Hu Kui ran back from the east entrance of the village with a face full of embarrassment, "My lord, the enemy is too fierce. The firecrackers can't resist the enemy's attack, and the cavalry can't stop the enemy."

Zhang Qiang frowned, "You bring my bodyguard cavalry here to help, and I will stop the enemy at the east entrance of the village."

Chapter 52 Miserable

At the east entrance of the village, He Jin touched the blood on his forehead, feeling terrified, these firecrackers are really powerful, they can fight so accurately in the dark.

But they didn't know that the gunners would aim one by one. The gunners were shooting salvos. When an enemy appeared, they would immediately shoot a round of salvos. Each round could knock down several enemies.

Outside the village, Hu Kui's cavalry was struggling to fight with He Jin's cavalry. More than 70 cavalry fought with He Jin's more than 30 cavalry, but they could not suppress the enemy and suffered heavy casualties. Thousands of miles of battlefield, the old rogues who have killed countless people, how can they novice cavalry can compare.

Although Hu Kui's cavalry team also included rogue cavalry and elite cavalry from the Ming army, there were too many novices, and it was still impossible to form a suppressive situation.

The more than 170 infantry led by He Jin are also old bandits. They have rich combat experience and are very good at taking advantage of the natural bug of night. At the same time, they also know how to use the night and terrain cover to shoot arrows secretly. , Shooting and killing the gunners, the gunners were in chaos, without the advantage of salvo, the gunners could only rely on their own skills to fight on their own.

For a while, the gunners retreated steadily, and some had to fight close to the bandits, which was a disadvantage. Zhang Qiang couldn't equip the gunmen with bayonets, and the gunmen used cold weapons they were not good at. Fighting, close combat experience, they are not as good as rogue old thieves.

Zhang Qiang rushed over quickly. He brought a hundred gunners with him. These were newly trained gunners, the last batch of gunners who had just trained for a week.

He kept more than 100 gunners on the other side, and those were all veteran gunners and musketeers who had fought several times.

When Zhang Qiang saw the problem, he knew the problem, "The musketeers retreated and lined up in double rows,"

When He Jin heard Zhang Qiang's shout, he was so frightened that his wits disappeared. During the day, he had seen how Zhang Qiang's gunners defeated more than 3000 Chen Jia's infantry troops.

"Crap, the wind is tight," he stood up and shouted hastily.

Zhang Qiang turned his head and saw a big man, who quickly jumped on the horse next to him, and ran away quickly, yelling at the same time.

He reached out and took a firecracker from a guard cavalry who was following him, aimed for a few seconds, and when He Jin was about to turn a corner and disappeared from his sight, he fired a shot .

He Jin felt someone push him from behind, the armor on his body made a crisp cracking sound, and then his back turned cold, his consciousness blurred, he felt his body fly up, and then heard something like Something hit hard on something.

Seeing that He Jin was knocked into the air, Zhang Qiang threw away the firecracker, took another firecracker, and continued to shoot. At this moment, the old bandits turned around and ran away desperately. He happened to shoot them by name.

The musketeers let out a loud cry, and rushed forward together, chasing the enemy and firing. Zhang Qiang was no exception. He rode his horse to follow, and after firing, he would take another one from the guard cavalry. Sometimes he would He stooped down and snatched the loaded firecracker from the firecracker's hand and fired.

He felt that his musket skills were improving by leaps and bounds.

Just when he was silent in the killing, a cold mechanical voice sounded, "Congratulations, your command skill has been upgraded to level four, and you can command two hundred personal guard soldiers."

Zhang Qiang grabbed the horse and stopped in place.

He understood that the rule of the system is that one must kill enemies to gain experience before he can upgrade his commanding skills, and each level can only get 50 commanders.

And so far, the biggest benefit of his command skill is that it can assist the trainer skill in training soldiers.

Of course, it is impossible for him to bring only two hundred soldiers for a garrison, and it is not enough for a hundred households to bring more than that many soldiers.

The advantage of coaching skills is that they can quickly train a group of mobs and unarmed civilians into a qualified rebel militia.

It takes two weeks to retrain rebel militiamen into rebel recruits, three weeks, rebel veteran soldiers, and four weeks, one month, rebel veteran soldiers.

The combat effectiveness of these soldiers is of course higher than that of the Ming army trained by others.

Trainer skills can be improved by training soldiers.But whether it is the command skill or the coach skill, he cannot see the specific experience and value, and the system will remind him completely.

This is the difference from games.

"My lord, my lord, the Qing army at the northwest entrance of the village is too strong. Lord Zhou Porridge and Lord Xuanyuan Longfei are asking for reinforcements." A cavalry galloped over, bringing news of Zhou Porridge and the others.

"The cavalry is going to support Lord Wei Wuji, and the Musketeers will follow me." Zhang stressed that he turned his horse's head, and the cavalry around him followed him and galloped towards the west entrance of the village.

Lin Cheng's general was a smart man, and he was also very slick. He didn't try his best to contain the troops. Seeing that Wei Wuji's soldiers were very fierce, he took He Jin's old battalion bandits and just rushed casually. Turning around and going in another direction, this annoyed Wei Wuji very much. The entire west of the village, even to the south of the village, was full of enemies. He had to divide his troops and pursue them scatteredly, but in the end he found that the troops were still not enough.

Hearing the sound of fighting at the northwest entrance of the village getting closer, he was worried about the safety of Zhou Porridge and Xuanyuan Longfei, but he couldn't escape. The people retreated and chased the other group, and the rogues from this side rushed over again.

He couldn't get away.

Zhang Qiang rushed back to the northwest of the village with a hundred musketeers, only to see Xuanyuan Longfei's spearmen fleeing in all directions in the northwest of the village, and were chased by the Qing soldiers. The pikemen even made the musketeers unable to concentrate on shooting, and if they failed to shoot well, they would hit their own people.

Accidental injury is inevitable, but they can't be allowed to fire at the enemies and comrades who are sticking together, so the firecrackers also fell into hand-to-hand combat, which turned their advantage into a disadvantage, and the Qing army no matter what Whether it is archery or hand-to-hand combat, up to now, in today's Ming Dynasty, it is almost invincible. The archers were shot down continuously by the Qing army, turned over from the roof, and then hacked to death by the superior Ming army.

Seeing the current situation, Zhang Qiang must have fallen into the quagmire of hand-to-hand combat when he rushed over. He stayed in place for a while with a hundred musketeers, and immediately made a detour out of the village. The musketeers blocked the entrance of the village and found that the back road was blocked. The Ming army's surrender was chaotic, and the Qing soldiers turned back and rushed back.

However, the terrain at the entrance of the village was open, and the musketeers gave full play to their advantages. There were 100 people standing in three rows and shooting in turn.

Zhang Qiang rode on a war horse and fired continuously with firecrackers, killing and wounding the surrendered soldiers of the Ming army and the stubborn Qing soldiers. The battle ended at dawn.

"Hu Kui, take the cavalry, one hundred musketeers, and one hundred archers to raid the enemy's camp, and don't let a single enemy go." Zhang Qiang instructed Hu Kui viciously.

In the early morning, the sun just came out from the top of the mountain, and the battlefield was cleaned up.

Zhou Porridge ran back exhausted, "My lord, in this battle, we lost a total of 75 musketeers, 130 five spearmen, 75 archers, 420 sword players, and 320 cavalry, a total of [-] Five people were killed, and the total number of wounded by all arms was [-]."

Zhang Qiang's face darkened, "Has the enemy's chief general been caught?"

Zhou Porridge said in a low voice: "No, let him escape. After interrogating the prisoners, this is He Jin's department. In addition, the enemy has another 2000 people in Wuyi County, which is Liu Guangbi's department."

"Enemy losses?"

Zhou Porridge opened the account book, "The enemy has a total of 70 people. In the battle last night, our army killed 760 people and injured 540 people. We captured 780 people and 200 people escaped."

Glancing at Zhang Qiang, Zhou Porridge whispered again: "My lord, a total of 75 Tartars participated in attacking us last night, including 35 pure Tartars, 30 armored Tartars, and ten coated Tartars. A total of 25 Tartars were killed, 350 were armored, 150 were coated, and [-] Tartars were wounded and captured by us. After interrogation, He Jin's [-]-year-old battalion was the most tenacious. , the most cunning, and the most harmful to us, these old bandits were killed [-] people and captured [-] people."

Zhang Qiang stood up, "Take both the tartars and the old bandits to the threshing ground in the village, and let the recruits of the rebel army who have just experienced a battle kill them. Everyone will be killed. If they don't, let the gunners execute them."

Zhou Congee said cautiously: "My lord, this is a bit too cruel."