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Thousands of Miles Against the Current Chapter 138 Counterattack

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    Rockets screamed and sprayed fireworks, passing through the sky and piercing into the array of Qing soldiers. Explosive bombs, smoke bombs, poison smoke bombs, incendiary bombs The attacks continued, and the Qing army's array became more and more visible.  confusion.  ¡ê¡Ø The fighting nearby was even more intense and cruel. Around the artillery position set up by the Ming army on the hilltop, the two sides launched a desperate battle.  The Tianwei artillery and Hongtian artillery fired explosive bombs, and the field artillery and Franchise machines sprayed out solid projectiles of various sizes. The Ming army's musketeers were rising and falling in strict formation. Amidst the hoarse shouts of the officers,  Amidst the shrill whistles, muskets fired continuously, and smoke and fire filled the air.  "The captives mostly use sharp formations. They retreat one after another, and come again, and each formation is as heavy as the first." This is how the Qing army now fights, with dead soldiers in front, sharp soldiers in the back, archers on both wings, and soldiers rushing into the formation.  It is also a spear and a spurge of one color.  While fiercely attacking the Ming army's artillery positions, they also launched diversionary attacks against the Ming army's battle formations. The Qing army really hated the Ming army's artillery on the mountain. They controlled the road and were like a stick in the throat. They could not change the situation unless they were removed.  However, the firepower of the Ming army was too strong. There were many large and small artillery pieces, and there were even more organized rocket troops. From far to near, from cannons to guns, the attacks were layered, causing heavy casualties to the Qing army.  The sequence is disjointed at times.  The cannon roared, the muskets exploded, and with the deafening sound, thousands of projectiles, like metal rain, rushed towards the Qing soldiers in the thick white smoke.  The explosive bomb was even more violent, and amid the loud noise, there were deaths and injuries all around.  People screamed and horses neighed. Amidst countless sprays of blood arrows, the Qing soldiers attacked fiercely, retreated, attacked again, and were defeated again.  Whether it is the artillery position on the top of the hill or the hollow square formations of several Ming troops, they are like giant reefs standing in the waves, smashing the impact of the waves into pieces.  Jueluo Erha gritted his teeth and felt a sense of sadness in his heart.  A veteran in his fifties, he was promoted step by step from a small soldier.  It can be said that he has experienced hundreds of battles, but in the face of such shocking iron and fire, he also had a premonition of failure.  Erha, who had experienced the Songjin Battle, was not unaware of the power of the Ming Army's firearms. At that time, facing the Ming Army's vehicle formation advance, the Qing Army also suffered repeated defeats and was unable to resist.  It's just that the Ming army now is many times more powerful and sharp than it was then.  Moreover, the current situation is not comparable to that then, and I want to repeat the Songjin victory again.  For Orha, it has become an impossible task.  Among the bullets flying all over the sky, many Qing soldiers were beaten to pieces on the spot, and even more people and horses were covered with dense blood holes.  The screams in front of the formation could not be suppressed even by the sound of gunfire. Countless horses, bloodied and mad, rolled and charged in all directions.  "Boom, boom. Boom" A series of explosions made Orha's pupils suddenly shrink, amidst the rising fire and gunpowder smoke.  Broken iron and rubble were flying and shooting, and the Qing soldiers were blown up and turned upside down, with ghosts crying and wolves howling. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Orha had bitten his lip, and a salty taste filled his mouth.  The Ming army's firepower was dazzling, but their stupid formation was helpless.  Either fight head-on, or keep retreating under pressure.  The Qing army had too few options.  In a roundabout attack, troop strength is a problem, and more importantly, the combat power of the Ming army. There are more than 3,000 regiment-level troops, forming formations to defend themselves.  It is not something that the Qing army can easily eat.  This impressed Orha deeply when he fought against the Ming army in Shandong.  Based on this calculation, even if the light cavalry, which lacks heavy firearms, succeeds in detouring, how can they defeat the Ming army that is defending the city?  Defeated but not defeated, surrounded but not fled.  This kind of fighting style is exactly what the Qing army wants to avoid. Fighting people, even if it is one for two or one for three, is definitely not something that the Manchus can bear.  The Ming army played exactly this way.  The troops moved in regiments, and at least the general flag was used as a unit. Once they were surrounded by Qing cavalry, they would shrink into formations, release communication fireworks, fight to the death, and never beg for surrender.  Smoke filled the air, guns roared, and the ears were filled with the frightened neighing of war horses, the dying screams of soldiers, and many crazy horses jumping around.  Orha also held on to the reins of his horse with all his strength, and the usually docile horse became violent.  The Ming army¡¯s rockets relied on their range advantage. Although their accuracy was poor, they continued to attack the Qing army¡¯s rear formation.  The fire, smoke, and noise made more and more war horses go crazy, and the battle formation showed more and more signs of chaos.  Under the sun, Erha felt hot all over his body, and the choking smell of gunpowder smoke, mixed with the pungent smell of blood, inhaled into his lungs, was so uncomfortable.  The smoke rising from the surroundings blurred the faces of the people around them. Their expressions were either panic or fear, or they stood blankly, or they gritted their teeth, but no one came up with a way to win.  ?Perhaps, it¡¯s a doomed situation, right?  Orha shook his head in pain.  Jinzhou has less than 50,000 troops, and only more than 20,000 Manchurian Eight Banners can fight to the death.  And these people have to divide their troops, my dear lady?The mouth of the Xiaoling River in the south, also known as the mouth of the East Sea, must be stationed with troops to guard against the Ming navy. The mouths of the Daling River and the Liao River further away must also be guarded, also for fear of the Ming Dynasty.  The military navy landed on the rear side of Jinzhou.  As for Yiju, the Chahar troops' movements were unknown, but they urgently dispatched a team of troops to guard against threats from the northwest.  In this way, the Qing army in Songjin was only less than 40,000. Fighting with the Ming Army in person, not only was the firepower greatly disadvantaged, but even the force was insufficient.  Being forced over by the Ming army step by step into the camp, they immediately showed signs of difficulty.  There was a loud "boom" and the explosion was close at hand. Orha tried his best to temporarily stabilize the startled horse.  The smoke dissipated, and beside the black crater lay dead and injured Qing soldiers. Keta, the powerful warrior in the armor, covered his face and rolled on the ground howling. Blood continued to flow from his fingers, and he was blinded by shrapnel.  caught his eyes.  So he became a useless person?  Orha still didn't seem to believe it. That was a vest. He had outstanding fighting skills and his bow and arrow shooting was extremely accurate. He just fell down like that?  The sound of gunfire seemed to be sparse. The Qing army attacking the hilltop left behind countless corpses and wounded soldiers and retreated in embarrassment.  The distance extending from the front of the position to a few miles was the Ming army's attack range. The defeated soldiers stepped over the corpses, bypassed the bomb craters, and gathered towards Zhang Jing's banner in a daze and numbness.  We can¡¯t fight any longer!  Although Erha was extremely painful, he also realized that this counterattack against Matsuyama was a complete failure.  Continuing to fight forcefully will only cause more soldiers to be killed and wounded, without any hope of success.  The sound of the golden gong sounded, and the Qing troops on the battlefield retreated one after another as if they had received an amnesty, unwilling to stay for a moment longer.  The Ming army did not pursue, gathered the wounded soldiers, and maintained the integrity of the formation.  After this battle, many casualties were paid, but Songshan was completely stabilized. The Qing army could only retreat across the Nuer River and hold on to the last fortress, Jinzhou.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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