"Let it go!" The Wu Yue army artillery commander roared loudly and waved the triangle flag violently.

The moment the flag fell, the gunners lit the leads one after another, and then squatted on the ground. The cannon suddenly retreated, and the muzzle sprayed out rumbling white smoke, and black shells roared out, and the smoke filled the line.

On the beach, the Qing army, who had just crossed the river, looked up and their black eyes were filled with horror. Then they saw shells falling into the crowd.

A shell hit a Qing army, and immediately smashed its chest and fell off the horse. The shell was still powerful and hit the river beach. Gravel splashed, stones hit the war horses. The horses neighed and their front hooves flew into the air, and they threw the yellow-armored cavalry off the horses. The horses ran forward and knocked down other cavalrymen, exclaiming in surprise.

"No, the enemy attack!" The Qing general tightened the reins of the horse, controlled the restless war horses, and shouted loudly.

At this time, the Ming army gunner opened the wooden box and took out a shell with a wooden support tail wing, which was the flowering bullet used in Zhenjiang.

The gunner loaded the launching medicine and pushed the shell into the barrel with a wooden stick. The officer waved the order flag again, and the blue veins roared with roar, "Let it go!"

The gunner holding the torch approached the lead, and Mars, which was "swish" quickly drilled into the cannon chamber. With a loud "boom", the cannon body retreated violently, and the wheels on both sides of the cannon stand almost retreated out of the cannon position.

More than a dozen flowering bullets fell among the Qing army crowd, and a shocking explosion sounded, white light burst out, thick smoke rolled, killing countless Qing army soldiers, and the cavalry around the bullet points were all blown away by the air waves.

In an instant, the Qing army on the beach scattered like ants in a pan.

During the fight with the Wu and Yue army, the Qing army had seen the flowering bullets and knew the horror of this shell. They immediately scattered in fear and did not dare to gather together, or quickly turned over and dismounted and lay on the beach.

In Yulinpu, Xie Qian put down the Qianli Miles mirror, pulled out the knife from his waist, pointed forward, and shouted angrily: "For the sake of the world, Wu Yue army attacked!"

The passionate horn sounded over Yulinpu. Obai was shocked to see a black line appearing on the horizon ahead.

It was the Wu Yue army infantry arranged in a wall. They were wearing military coats that were longer than knees, two rows of copper buckles on their chests, leather belts tied around their waists, large-brimmed hats, all with flintlock muskets, bayonets, long and cold light.

The Wu Yue army's infantry did not charge, but arranged into a wall, raised muskets, bayonets and fingered obliquely, and walked forward with firm steps.

Before the infantry formation, there were two wings, field bronze cannons dragged by war horses, following the infantry, firing out a gun from time to time, bombarding the Qing army.

The huge pressure came to my face, like a tide of overwhelming seas, which made the Qing army's fear change.

Oboi was shocked, and he looked back and saw that the chaotic river beach was so scattered that if the Wu and Yue infantry were pushed over, the Qing army that crossed the river would be driven into the river.

That is the elite Manchu, the real bannerman, and the foundation of the Qing Dynasty!

"Blow the horn, rush for me!" Oboi roared with his horse, then slammed the horse and rushed out, making his choice, and decided to take a gamble.

The Qing army crossed the river had more than 20,000. If they retreated, they would inevitably suffer heavy casualties. The Wu Yue army had to die for 50,000, and the 20,000 Qing army launched a counter-charge. As long as they persisted on the south bank for a period of time and the soldiers on the north bank came over, they could defeat the barbarians in one fell swoop.

The Eight Banners soldiers behind him immediately raised their heads and blew the horns. The cavalry who heard the sound of the horns all grabbed their horses, raised their rifles, waved their swords, and launched a charge.

On the south bank of Qingshui River, the Qing cavalry that were blown up were also charged south by the orders of each Niulu.

At this time, crowded on the beach, it was the target of the Wu Yue army artillery team. Cavalrymen slapped their horses and rushed towards the Wu Yue army with the sound of horns.

On the north bank, Yue Le was frightened when he saw this. When he saw Oboi leading the cavalry, he did not retreat and retaliate. He was very anxious and had to shout: "Hurry up, cross the river quickly!"

The Mongolqin and Chahar's Mongolian cavalry who had not crossed the river were shocked by the explosion on the south bank. They had fewer battles with the Wu and Yue army, and their war horses were more afraid of the explosion and were crowded at the bridgehead, but they were not active in crossing the river.

Yue Le couldn't help but be furious. The Manchu elite on the south bank must not be in trouble. In an anxious manner, he pulled his horse forward, waved his knife to chop, and shouted angrily, "Don't squeeze at the bridge, cross the river, and cross the river for me!"

Prince Korqin Wu Keshan, who had a close relationship with the Qing Dynasty, sent troops this time, and it was his sister Bumubutai who wrote a letter to him to invite him. It was impossible to see the Eight Banners of Manchuria ended, so he hurriedly urged the Mongolian cavalry to cross the river.

On the Qingshui River, water columns splashed, and the cavalry rode their horses in horror.

Although the body of the Eight Banners of Manchuria collapsed a lot, their blood still remained. In addition, the leader was the first Manchu Qing Dynasty, Batulu Aobai, who was invincible and invincible. Therefore, when he discovered that the Wu Yue army was ambushed and attacked halfway, Oboi and the Eight Banners soldiers did not choose to flee first, but instead blew a trumpet and fought bravely.

On the vast battlefield, the Qing cavalry came to the field, and solid bullets splashed mud pillars in the horses, and the blooming bullets rose thick black smoke. The galloping cavalry kept falling down and rolling, but the cavalry behind turned a blind eye, charging forward with spears, leaving them behind.

At this time, among the Ming army infantry advancing like a wall, Chen Youlong, the deputy general of the former army under the Red Dragon flag, suddenly waved his hand, held up the red flag behind him, and then fell down. The soldiers of the Wu Yue army on the entire front immediately pushed the ground with their left foot and stood still.

The artillery was set up in front of the formation, and the front row of soldiers placed the muskets flat. Thousands of muzzles were in a straight line. The black muzzle was aimed at the Qing cavalry coming from the field, without fear, just waiting for the enemy to come.

The earth was trembling, and the iron hooves of the Eight Banners trampled on the earth like huge waves, hitting head-on.

"Let it go!" The commander of the artillery team in front of the front waved and roared.

Nearly a hundred bronze cannons of about three pounds fired together. In the instant of the front, smoke filled the front, and shells roared out and smashed the enemy cavalry at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to catch.

The Qing cavalry rushing in front fell down continuously, and the war horses soared into the air, throwing away the knights, and smashing heavily on the ground, splashing dust.

Obai's face turned pale, but this still couldn't stop his charge. The barbarian had just these tricks, besides the firearm, what other tricks could he do?

"Kill me!" Oboi waved his sword and roared loudly.

The sound of hooves rumbled, quickly bringing the distance between the two armies closer.

"Mustrator, prepare for the gun roar!" Chen Youlong roared loudly.

"Aim!" The officers shouted in the Wu Yue army.

Seeing that the Qing cavalry was about to approach the range, the musketeers raised their muskets flat and aimed at their respective targets. A sharp light burst out from their half-closed eyes.

"Let me go!" Chen Youlong roared angrily.

"Bang bang bang" sounded in a row, and gunfire spread from the middle to the wings, instantly forming a white smoke belt.

Thousands of muskets were fired at the same time, and the projectiles were splashed out, bringing out air waves and strong winds.

The Qing cavalry charged forward suddenly felt like they were hitting an invisible wall, and there were many people who were shot and dropped, as if they were shooting dates.

After one shot, the musketeers stepped back in a uniform manner and quickly loaded, and in the next row, they raised their guns and stepped forward.

"Bang bang bang", the Qing army fell to the ground like cutting wheat under the platoon.

The Ming army was not panicked or chaotic about the formations that were swarming in by thousands of cavalry, and stood firm in their posts, and each was loyal to their duties, allowing the Qing army to see what an elite army was.

The soldiers of Wu Yue army did not expect that they could be so calm.

The repeated training and strict military discipline made them repeat their movements like machines.

Covered by the rain of bullets, the Qing cavalry was already frightened. The charging cavalry did not dare to look at them, as well as the comrades falling beside them and the corpses scattered behind them.

"Kill!" Oboi roared repeatedly, and the heavy casualties made his eyes red and he felt a little regretful, but he was soon thrown out of his mind.

After suffering huge casualties, he rushed to the front of the formation and had no reason to retreat.

The Qing cavalry was constantly shot and fell off the horse. The road ahead was covered with human corpses and horses, but the horses were fast, and finally, the cavalry rushed out of the smoke of gunfire and crashed into the volleyball formation.

"Squat, raise your gun!" Chen Youlong shouted.

The musketeers in the front three rows immediately squatted down and raised the bayonets obliquely to form a steel forest. The musketeers in the back raised the musket, and the projectile jumped over the heads of the soldiers in the front three rows and shot at the Qing cavalry.

At the same time, the Wu Yue army's grenades lit the grenades, rushed forward, and threw out the grenades one by one.

"Boom!" The Qing cavalry who had just bumped into the Wu Yue army's front found that the Wu Yue army had not been in chaos, and Oboi couldn't help but change his face.

The third row of Wuyue Army musketeers caught the impact of the Qing cavalry. At this moment, grenades fell one after another, and in the continuous explosions, the Qing cavalry collapsed.

Under the previous attack of flowering shells, the formation of the Qing cavalry was already scattered, and the cavalry had no attacking line.

To break through the infantry front, cavalry needed continuous impacts. The explosion blocked subsequent cavalry, and the Qing army failed to impact.

The Qing cavalry that collided with him was either stabbed to death by a bayonet, shot down by a projectile, or was blown away by an explosion and could not shake the Wu Yue army at all.

When Obai saw this, he felt bleeding, but he reacted quickly and could survive on the battlefield. Obai did not rely solely on courage, but mainly because he could judge the situation.

At this time, when he saw the charge failed, he did not drag on the slightest, and pulled the reins and shouted loudly: "Retreat!"

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of killing on both sides of the east and west, and more than 10,000 troops each rushed out and rushed straight to the south bank of Qingshui River.

The general next to Yue Le exclaimed, "No, there are ambushes on both wings!"
Chapter completed!