The imperial army charged forward like a tidal wave, and then retreated like a tidal wave.
The speed at which they advanced was the same as the speed at which they retreated.
In reality, when the female soldiers fired the first round of gunfire, some of the Ming Army soldiers had already retreated. Round after round of gunfire continued to be fired, and more and more people began to flee. It was easy for people to charge up but difficult to retreat. How could people outrun bullets?
White smoke rose from the opposite camp and the sound of gunfire rang out continuously. The soldiers fell to the ground one after another, their corpses mangled. Due to the close distance, the killing efficiency of the gunfire was maximized. Compared to cold weapons, which required a few rounds of fighting, the sound of a gun could take someone's life. Therefore, when they saw their comrades die in an instant, even the highest morale would collapse.
Governor Xue Sancai rarely went into battle personally and was in high spirits. When he saw his men and horses retreating, he hurriedly drew his sword and shouted angrily, "Halt! Charge back! Charge back! Those who disobey will be beheaded!"
A first-ranked official of the imperial court had a thunderous voice and an awe-inspiring official aura.
Xue Sancai's ability was not in fighting, but in agitation and coordination. His loud shout was naturally accompanied by his might. The scattered soldiers seemed to have been injected with a cardiac stimulant and stopped involuntarily. In a short while, their hearts were on fire and they forgot to be afraid.
Governor Xue was awe-inspiring. He turned around and shouted to the generals beside him, "You will personally lead the charge. If the soldiers turn back, you can behead them. If you turn back, I will behead you. I recognize all of you, but the sword in my hand does not. "
The chips were already on the table. How could they admit defeat so easily?
Xue Sancai was like a gambler who would not give up easily. When he showed his might, the generals below him had to brace themselves and charge forward, regardless of whether they were willing or not. After all, Daming's power was still there. Those who did not listen to his orders would be punished.
Cao Minglei, who had just escaped to the city yesterday, was also among the generals. This time, he had fled back to Tianjin after a defeat. He was already a defeated general. If he wanted to clear his name, he had to charge forward with his life. The opposing rebel camp only had two or three thin layers of formations. It looked like it would be broken with one poke. He also displayed his prestige as an official to the extreme, angrily ordering his subordinate generals to charge forward.
The Ming Army only has a little more than a thousand people, but the number of government officials, gentry and family servants they have coerced is actually several thousand. Once again, they turned around and killed their way back. Among them, there were even quite a few retainers of the general's cavalry. This wave of attack was stronger than the previous one, and the imperial army was also more cunning.
Knowing that the enemy was a tough nut to crack, the imperial army naturally pushed the cannon fodder to the front. Therefore, on the open space on the official road outside the city, the fierce-looking generals cursed and scolded the troops, while the soldiers below, armed with sabers and spears, drove the strong men of the city forward.
The dense mass of soldiers charged towards the rebel thieves' camp, but this time they were much smarter. The front gate of the camp was littered with corpses, and it was clear that it was not going to be easy to fight. They sent a lot of troops to flank the camp.
This simple tactical change immediately brought great pressure to the female soldiers guarding the camp. Once again, they took turns to open fire, and once again the imperial soldiers who charged up were shot to pieces. However, they could only watch helplessly as the enemy moved far away from their front, turning to the side and making a detour. The female soldiers, who were constantly reloading, could not help but look left and right. Finally, their gazes converged on Battalion Commander Chai Jie.
Chai Jie was greatly encouraged by the fact that her battalion had withstood the enemy's dense charge, but in the blink of an eye, she was powerless against the enemy's division of troops. There were only five hundred female soldiers, and they could not defend a camp of ten thousand people. She had no choice but to turn her head to look at Yin Hu, who was following beside her. However, Yin Hu's head was also numb, and he was thinking about where he should go to mobilize the troops.
Just as Yin Hu was considering whether he should also divide the female soldiers to fight, a series of shouts rang out in the camp. "Brothers, let's go! Tie the imperial soldiers together!"
The shouts rang out everywhere, and no one could figure out who was shouting.
Yin Hu panted heavily, tiptoed to look into the camp, and saw a large number of infantry soldiers holding long spears moving in formation. There were also many unarmored militia soldiers following closely behind, holding long spears and volunteering to fight.
The heroic performance of the female soldiers gave everyone in the camp a great encouragement, and the sound of a volley of guns dispelled the fear in the hearts of the soldiers. When they found that they were facing a life and death situation, a large number of basic officers stood up and led the soldiers to line up and attack. A sense of bravery naturally rose in the hearts of the soldiers. Could it be that they were inferior to a group of women?
As the battalion commander, Gao Daniu personally held his big iron spear and stood in the line. When the phoenix appeared, he also felt fear in his heart. But a strong survival instinct exploded in the volley of guns, and it made him even more brave than to surrender. The education of the Revolutionary Army was not to respect ghosts and gods, and he did not need to be afraid even if God came.
"Follow me, let's fight the imperial soldiers back." Gao Daniu personally led a platoon and lined up from the side door of the camp. His platoon was mixed with many militia soldiers. Although the latter only had a long spear, their fighting spirit was not low, and their morale was high.
When the long spear formation came out of the camp, it was the time when Xue Sancai was ready to stake everything on one throw. Under the influence of his prestige, the chest of the Ming Army was like fire, and their eyes were red. They tightly grasped their sabers and axes and slowly approached. Although the thousands of people were messy, they had the advantage in numbers. Facing the Imperial Guard Infantry Formation, they subconsciously moved away from the front and surrounded them from the left and right.
"Attack, kill the imperial soldiers with speed." Gao Daniu stood in front of the formation. Only a platoon could follow him out of the camp at the fastest speed, and there were many militia soldiers among them. Just the light of the military formation lit up, and the courage of all the soldiers in the formation gathered to form a fearless wall of attack. "Charge forward, let these idiots eat the dust behind us."
As soon as he finished speaking, the infantry platoon commanded by Gao Daniu began to run in small steps. Behind him, one after another, temporary spear formations came out of the camp.
The Ming Army, who tried to surround them from the left and right, was like a big wave hitting a rock, and instantly broke into waves. They had the prestige of a first-class official in the imperial court, so they maintained some of their morale. However, in the face of the spears that were charging towards them, the weapons in their hands seemed weak and powerless.
Gao Daniu controlled his pace, stabbing with each step. Next to him was a militiaman who was not wearing any armor. He might not even know him, but he imitated him by exerting strength in his waist and legs, pushing aside the chopping blades of the soldiers with his spear and thrusting the spearhead into the enemy's chest.
As soon as the two sides exchanged blows, the Ming Army knew the power of this group of rebels. Even the militia without armor were well-fed and had received a certain level of training. Some defended, some attacked, and they could fight together. Needless to say, Gao Daniu was an officer of the Imperial Guard who had been through many battles and was incomparably experienced. He only needed to shout a few words to move the surrounding infantry platoons to cooperate with each other to attack.
Every round of stabbing by the spear formation could cause a few flowers of blood to bloom in the enemy's formation. Every round of attack seemed brave and fearless, as if they wanted to perish together with the enemy. It was precisely because of this fierceness that it became the strongest defense. On the contrary, the enemy was forced to retreat step by step, unable to form a stalemate, let alone launch an effective counterattack.
More and more corpses fell to the ground, but the situation where Gao Daniu killed his way through the enemy formation did not occur. There were too many imperial soldiers surging towards them, wave after wave. His physical strength could still hold on, but the militia beside him was panting and exhausted after stabbing more than ten times. Listening carefully to his curses, he was originally a hired laborer from Tianjin, not a militia.
More and more spear formations came out of the camp, but the Imperial Guard was still at a disadvantage in terms of overall strength. This time, Zhou Qingfeng had also miscalculated. He did not expect that Governor Xue would fly into a rage and bring out thousands of soldiers.
When his blood was hot and his breathing heavy, Gao Daniu understood that he could not fall into the enemy's formation and fight recklessly. There were simply too many imperial soldiers on the other side. They had clearly defeated one group, but another group had appeared behind them. The casualties of the Imperial Guard also continued to increase.
Gao Daniu was just thinking about how to call the surrounding troops over to form a square formation when he heard the dense sound of horse hooves coming from the camp. The group of cavalry had finally killed their way out.
The speed and impact of the cavalry was not something the infantry could compare to. Once the imperial cavalry entered the field, they quickly swept away the enemies who had fled to the rear of the infantry and cut into the side and rear of the Ming Army to surround them. This group of fellows turned their bodies sideways and raised their sabers, using the speed of their horses to sweep past the chaotic periphery of the enemy.
Only a dozen or so cavalrymen came out first, but the seemingly light charge of these dozen or so people was able to draw a line of blood in the Ming Army ranks. They were like peeling an onion, peeling off a layer from the Ming Army ranks, and what was peeled off became a ground of corpses.
Up until now, the troops of both sides were already intertwined and mixed with each other. But the fast charge of these imperial cavalry was still too fierce, forcing the Ming Army supervising the battle to urge a few generals over on horseback. Each of them used a big move to kill these rebel cavalry. But just as the two sides were about to collide, the imperial cavalry immediately formed a row of riding walls, and the light of the military formation suddenly lit up.
Among the leading Ming Army generals was Changping Zongbing You Shiwei. He brought a dozen or so trusted retainers and waved an iron mace to meet the enemy. Behind him were several guerrilla commanders and other officers, all of whom were famous officials. Looking at the bright armor of the opposing rebel cavalry and the sharp blades, they thought that the rebel generals had also come out.
Zongbing You squeezed his horse's belly and charged forward quickly. When he neared, he felt that his side's momentum was strong and couldn't help but shout, "I am Changping Zongbing You Shiwei, Daming. Come, report your name. I don't kill nameless ghosts. "
In order to shout this, Zongbing You even purposely slowed down a little to prevent wind from blowing through his mouth. But the dozen imperial cavalry opposite him were not afraid despite their small numbers. They continued to gallop at full speed and redoubled their strength. In an instant, the men were like tigers and the horses were like dragons. Under the coordination of the military formation, they waved their swords and chopped over.
"Thieves, you dare?!" Seeing that the other side did not follow the rules and chopped over without even greeting him, Zongbing You angrily raised his iron mace and smashed it over. The sword and mace brushed past each other. One of the imperial cavalry and Zongbing You exchanged a blow.
The sword and mace brushed past each other. One of the imperial cavalry and Zongbing You exchanged a blow. Both sides felt their bodies receive a heavy blow and fell down on their saddles in pain. Even with the protection provided by the military formation, the imperial cavalry's chest armor still caved in. He spat out blood on the spot and looked like he would not survive.
Zongbing You didn't feel good either. The other side borrowed the power of the military formation. More than ten people against him, one slash from a sword had split open the precious armor of the dignified Zongbing You. He felt his waist warm and then boiling hot. Large amounts of blood flowed out. "Oh no, this group of rebels is actually so brave. Those who can exchange blows with me must be the rebel generals. I can't fight them head on. "
Zongbing You turned his horse's head and was about to call for his trusted subordinates to escort him back. But when he looked left and right, he discovered that in that exchange just now, half of the subordinates following him had been chopped. The remaining few also had looks of terror on their faces. They looked like they had just returned from the gates of hell. Looking at the other generals, two of them had been chopped to death on the spot.
"The rebels are ferocious, too ferocious. The rebel generals must have all come out. Let's go, let's go. "Zongbing You didn't say anything else and urged his horse to gallop. And when he turned around and ran for two to three hundred meters, he discovered that the front of the rebel camp was exploding continuously. There were a few more pits in the ground and wooden shells were falling continuously.
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