mesbooks Chapter 628 You and your father really look alike
Chapter 628 You and your father really look alike
When Zhang Shikang saw that the commander of the other side was his old acquaintance Dorgon, he was no longer surprised.
Although he made Dorgon suffer repeated defeats, he never underestimated him.
If Huang Taiji was the founder of the Qing Dynasty, then Dorgon was the key to the Qing Dynasty's prosperity. Later, it was he who led the Eight Banners Army into the Central Plains.
It was also he who, as the regent, led the suppression of separatist rebellious forces in various parts of the Central Plains, including the massacre of civilians in various places.
But now, Zhang Shikang and his guards stood in the way of all this.
We must resist this final invasion of civilization by barbarism and send them back to where they came from.
The Jurchens should go fishing in the deep mountains and forests.
No, perhaps drive them as far north as possible to join the Eskimos.
Zhang Shikang kept thinking, but the two sides were already so close on the battlefield.
Through the monocular telescope, Dorgon and Daishan's troops were very calm. They relied on the defense of the shield soldiers to advance slowly and steadily.
When they were just 120 steps away from the Guards' Musketeer Phalanx, the Musketeer Phalanx fired a volley at the command of Sun Weifan.
But the effect was extremely insignificant. Only a few dozen people were hit in the legs or feet, or in the arms and shoulders, but new shield soldiers soon filled the gap.
Dorgon became more determined to control the battle and ordered his subordinates to continue advancing steadily.
However, a moment later, two teams of cavalry rushed out from the gaps in the trenches on both wings of the Guards, and attacked the flanks and rear of Daishan and Dorgon's troops respectively.
Dorgon knew that this cavalry wanted to disrupt their formation. Once the shield formation was disrupted, what would be waiting for them would be dense muskets.
He calmly ordered his cavalry to block and intercept, while his main force continued to advance.
But Sun Weifan snorted coldly and immediately ordered the front row of shield soldiers to retreat. Behind the shield soldiers, two rows of tiger squat cannons appeared, and all preparations had been completed.
"Light the fire!" Sun Weifan gave the order decisively.
A cloud of white smoke suddenly rose in front of the Guards' musketeer phalanx, and Dorgon immediately frowned.
He had long guessed that the enemy could not be without artillery, but at the same time he knew that this was the price the attacker had to pay.
We must engage the enemy in close combat as quickly as possible. Only in this way will the enemy be afraid to act rashly.
"Orders, all troops, charge, shield soldiers in front, we must break the enemy's formation!"
The distance is only less than a hundred steps, so even if the infantry charges, they can quickly reach the enemy.
As the horn sounded, 20,000 Jurchens ended their marching formation and began to charge, shouting and thinking about the guards right in front of them.
Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-
Fifty tiger-crouching cannons spewed out flames one after another, and the solid shells were like unstoppable meteors, not only shattering the shields in an instant, but also piercing the shield soldiers, as well as the spearmen and archers behind the shield soldiers.
Every solid shell that hit the enemy was like plowing the land, carving a bloody path through the Jiannu army.
However, the Jiannu had been dealing with the Ming army for decades and knew that they must never retreat when encountering Ming firearms. They must charge forward as quickly as possible to the front of the enemy, because only in this way could they end the power of firearms.
The Tiger Crouching Cannon fired only one round and it scattered Dorgon's shield soldiers. In addition, the Jiannu had already started charging, and the shield soldiers became even more scattered.
Sun Weifan decisively and quickly ordered the artillery to withdraw. The artillerymen carried their tiger-crouching cannons and flew away from the battlefield. Then the musketeer phalanx showed its power again.
Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang
Thousands of muskets fired almost simultaneously, with one round every two breaths. After each round, at least hundreds of Tatars fell.
But the two sides were too close to each other. The musketeers only completed three rounds of volleys before they were forced to give up their combat positions to the spearmen, swordsmen and shieldmen who had been prepared in advance, braving the enemy's arrows.
Wu Dacheng, the lieutenant general of the First Battalion of the Imperial Guards Infantry, shouted to the more than 4,000 brothers behind him:
"It's time for the Marshal and the court to test us!
If the infantry camp is there, the firearms camp will be safe. If the firearms camp is safe, the battle formation will be stable.
The Marshal is watching us from behind. To be honest, do you know who the young man next to the Marshal is?
That is the current Crown Prince, the future Emperor of the Ming Dynasty!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the soldiers in the infantry battalion who were preparing to rush to the front line changed drastically.
During these few days, Zhu Cilang often wandered around the camp while Zhang Shikang was discussing matters.
At first, the guards regarded Zhu Cilang as the personal guard of the Grand Marshal and were very polite to him.
But later it was discovered that this personal soldier could not do two things, neither this nor that, and he often made all kinds of jokes.
However, in the face of the soldiers' ridicule, this personal soldier never got angry, but instead asked them for advice in a very polite manner.
For example, how to maintain knives, how to survive on the battlefield, etc., the soldiers were still very happy to teach a new recruit, and even taught Zhu Cilang how to get an extra rice ball when collecting meals.
In view of the fact that their commander did not control this personal soldier, the soldiers speculated that it might be a noble young man brought by the Grand Marshal from the capital. After all, the Marshal even brought his wife with him on this expedition.
But now the lieutenant general told them that the guy who smiled and asked them how to dig trenches, how to maintain knives and how to kill the enemy was actually the current crown prince!
In their lifetime, they were so close to the prince that many people looked at Wu Dacheng, hoping to confirm whether this was true.
But Wu Dacheng didn't dare to joke about this.
Imperial power is heaven to them, and now not only is the Marshal behind them, but their heaven is also behind them.
Besides being shocked, a different atmosphere began to spread in the infantry camp.
It is something called glory, and they must defend it even at the cost of their lives.
This is an ideological imprint engraved in the hearts of soldiers who were educated in patriotism by the Ministry of Rites during the era of supreme imperial power.
Once this sentiment began to spread, even those with slow nerve reactions were gradually infected, and some who had direct contact with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, or even those who had instructed him as veterans, were even more affected.
"Ow—"
A soldier suddenly howled, his whole body trembling. It was not because of nervousness or fear, but as if his body had taken stimulants but had nowhere to release them.
Finally, a well-educated fellow ignited the anger, drew his sword, and shouted:
"Kill the enemy, protect the Marshal, and protect His Highness!"
Then the four thousand soldiers of the infantry camp shouted almost in unison:
"Protect the Marshal! Protect His Highness! Kill the enemy!"
"Kill the enemy!"
Then Wu Dacheng gave an order and four thousand people rushed forward to meet the twenty thousand people.
On the high platform inside the Guards camp, Zhang Shikang put down the monocular telescope in his hand and stared at Zhu Cilang for a long time.
Only after Zhu Cilang felt somewhat embarrassed did he slowly say:
"You really look like your father!"
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