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Chapter 655 Fighting the Left Thief (1)

What Li Guodong thought was to teach the thief generals a lesson, break them up, and then recruit a group of refugees. As for the captured veterans of the Zuo Army, Li Guodong would not requisition any of them. Those with blood debts would be beheaded. Those with minor crimes would be sent to the coal mine as coolies until they died of exhaustion in the coal mine. To be honest, Li Guodong really looked down on Zuo Liangyu's garbage soldiers.

However, what is more puzzling is that the group of garbage soldiers later surrendered to the Qing Dynasty. After shaving their hair and braids, their combat effectiveness soared. Compared with the original garbage soldiers, it was like a completely different person.

"There are many soldiers and horses on the left, and they even set up a defensive formation." Han Dashan sneered disdainfully.

Li Guodong said: "The left thieves knew that we were not easy to deal with, so they set up this turtle formation. It is easy to defeat the left thieves. Let the light cavalry take the artillery to harass them first. If the left thieves deal with it, they will have to attack us. As long as they move, our heavy cavalry and infantry opportunities will come. If they don't move, they stand there stupidly and are harassed by our artillery and are harassed by the light cavalry, then when their formation is in chaos, our heavy infantry and heavy cavalry will rush forward."

The main task of Li Guodong's expedition this time was to pursue the thief army, so he only carried three pounds of field artillery, twelve pound howitzers, thirty-two pounds of mortars and light Flangers, and only four six pounds of field artillery, and no twelve pounds of field artillery. Those cannons were too heavy and were not conducive to use in the soft southern areas of the land. Therefore, his thousand artillery soldiers were actually cavalry artillery, and they could follow the light cavalry and had no slower speed than the cavalry.

After receiving the order, Zhang Wei immediately led 3,500 light cavalry and a thousand artillery soldiers out of the formation and headed straight for Zuo Liangyu's formation.

The light cavalry rushed to an arrow from the left army. Zhang Wei picked up the Thousand Mile Mile Mile Mile and observed the so-called elite left army soldiers in front of him from afar. He found that the elite left army veterans did not have high-quality armor. The ordinary soldiers only had a set of mandarin duck battle jackets and a goose yellow red tassel felt hat. Some soldiers were wearing armor. It can be said that the protection power was very poor. As long as the light cavalry approached, a cavalry and light arrows could harasse many people. However, there were many infantry archers in the formation of the elite left army infantry. Zhang Wei would not do this.

The cavalry artillery was also in place. Li Guodong had two types of cavalry artillery. One was towed cavalry artillery, such as three-pound field cannon and twelve-pound howitzer; the other was pack horse cannon, such as mortar cannon and light Folang machine cannon.

"Planning a cannon!" Zhang Wei ordered.

The gunners of the three-pound field gun and twelve-pound howitzer untied the ammunition truck and the gun van, and the war horse pulled the ammunition truck away for a distance, and then began to load the ammunition; the mortar and light Folang machine gunners removed the gun from the horse's back, and the mortar was placed on the ground, and the light Folang machine gun was directly on the saddle.

Zuo Liangyu looked at a group of Ming cavalry rushing towards him in amazement, but after rushing one hundred and fifty steps away, the cavalry stagnated.

"Li Zhe sent such a few cavalry, what do you want to do?" Lu Guangzu asked in confusion.

"I don't know what he is going to do!" Zuo Liangyu turned his head and replied, but in fact he couldn't answer.

At this moment, Zuo Menggeng shouted: "Cannon! Li Zhe's cannon!"

Zuo Liangyu turned his head and saw the light cavalry of the Ming army ahead spreading rapidly toward the wings, revealing the artillery in the middle, and the black muzzle aimed at his position!

"Not good!" Zuo Liangyu shouted, "Put the cannon! Kill them!"

There are also artillery artillery in the left army, but they are also small cannons such as light Folang aircraft and tiger squat cannons. The Ming army artillery was about 150 steps away from Zuo Liangyu's front army, while the left army's artillery was at least 300 steps behind the formation and was at least 300 steps away from the Ming army artillery, and the range was not enough.

"It's too late!" Li Guoying shouted.

The left army's artillery was mounted on the ground. If you want to move forward, you have to load it into a car. When you move forward, the left army's infantry formation would have been broken long ago.

"Fire the cannon!" Zhang Wei ordered.

One three-pound field cannon spewed out flames, and solid shells flew over 150 steps and landed accurately in the formation of the left army. The shells pierced into the left army crowd, and a scream immediately sounded. Each shell could penetrate more than ten people. The broken limbs and broken legs and weapons fragments flew into the sky. A burst of blood mist splattered in the crowd. The left army in the front row immediately fell down a large area, and the incomplete corpses and wounded soldiers with missing arms and legs fell in a pool of blood.

The light Folang machine also opened fire. Because the sub-gun of Jinyang Army used copper, the light Folang machine has better sealing, longer range and greater power.

A row of five taels of projectiles pierced into the left army's crowd. Although the power was not as powerful as the three-pound cannon projectiles, the Flang machine's firing speed was faster. After one round, another round was followed by another, which made the left army's formation fly across, and scream in a row.

"Boom boom boom" Another roar of artillery. The twelve-pound howitzer spit out flames. After more than a hundred steps of the shrapnel, it exploded in the air. Countless tiny iron beads were scattered into the formation of the left army like rainstorms. Another large number of left army soldiers fell down screaming.

Zuo Liangyu then heard a dull roar, and white smoke rose from the artillery position opposite. He saw flames spraying out at the muzzle of the sky. Black shells rose into the sky and flew into the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye, falling into his archer formation like a meteor of fire.

"Run quickly!" Seeing the shells hitting his head, the left army archers turned around and ran away.

Before the Left Army archers ran away, the thirty-two-pound mortar shells had already fallen. After some of them fell to the ground, they rolled a few times and suddenly burst, turning into a ball of fireballs, fragments flying everywhere, and a piece of Left Army around them fell in the sound of explosions. Some of the shells may have been cut short, and before they landed, they exploded in mid-air. The shells exploded in mid-air more powerful, and countless pieces and iron beads were scattered from the air, covering a larger area, and a large number of Left Army soldiers were knocked down.

After being shelled by Jinyang Army, the left army's formation suddenly became a little confused.

"Kill!" Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhang Wei pulled out his saber and pointed forward.

Three thousand five hundred light cavalry galloped, and more than ten thousand horses trampled on the ground, making a roar like drums, and the light cavalry rushed towards the left army formation.

"Stabilize the formation and do not be messed up! Those who retreat will slash!" Zuo Liangyu pulled out his knife and shouted.

The left army's spearmen held the gun tremblingly and stared at the cavalry galloping towards him. Some people were already feeling timid and turned around to run, but were chopped over by the supervisory team behind.

Just as the light cavalry was about to hit the formation of the left army's spearmen, the light cavalry suddenly drew an arc, and Mongolian horses turned beautifully, galloping past the left army's spearmen in an arc. Each light cavalry held a cavalry bow in his hand, and fired his bow twenty steps away from the left army's spearmen. A round of arrows splashed away.

Arrows pierced into the formation of the Left Army's spearmen. Only screams were heard. The Left Army's spearmen, who had little protection, had arrows pierced into their bodies and fell down in the relay race.

The light cavalry turned around and turned around and shot arrows while galloping away. The distance was relatively far. This time the light cavalry shot light arrows. The arrows flew into the sky and fell into the left army crowd under the action of gravity. From time to time, the left army infantry was caught in arrows and fell down.

"Li Ergou's Tartar tactics!" Seeing that the other party was unscathed, countless people had fallen down on his side, Zuo Liangyu was so angry that he cursed, "This is how the Mongolian Tartars fought!"
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