Late Ming Dynasty: Oops, I am surrounded by the Donglin Party

The huge impact force of the heavy cavalry instantly created a gap in the spear and shield defense line of the Beijing camp soldiers. At the same time, one-third of the heavy cavalry in the front row were nailed to the spears.

This is the price you have to pay to break through the battle formation.

Sun Weifan immediately rode his warhorse to meet the enemy and engaged in close combat with the enemy's heavy cavalry. He got a three-barreled musket from somewhere and smashed it on the head of a Tartar with it.

Facing heavily armored soldiers, ordinary swords are of little use. Only heavy weapons can kill the enemy with the highest efficiency.

The three-barreled fire gun, as the standard weapon of the Guanning Cavalry of the Ming Dynasty's border army, has a history of 300 years in the Ming Dynasty.

Although this thing is a musket and can fire three shots in a row, it is generally used as a disposable long-range firearm by the Guanning cavalry in battle.

The main reason is that this thing is too old. It is not even a matchlock gun, but a matchlock gun. It is extremely troublesome to load ammunition, and it is impossible to complete the loading while riding a warhorse.

Therefore, the Ming court made the three-barreled gun extremely thick, so that after firing three shots, the Guanning cavalry could use the three-barreled gun as an iron hammer, and the effect was surprisingly good.

Sun Weifan threw a hammer at the Tartar, but the Tartar blocked his attack with his sword. The brutal force made Sun Weifan frown.

The Tartar reacted very quickly. After blocking the attack, he immediately swung his sword at Sun Weifan. Sun Weifan blocked it with his three-barreled gun. Within two breaths, countless moves were exchanged, and sparks were flying everywhere.

But Sun Weifan had practiced martial arts for many years after all. Relying on his rich experience, he swung a hammer seemingly at the Tartar. When the Tartar swung his knife to defend himself, Sun Weifan exerted force suddenly, and the hammer deflected and hit the head of the Tartar's warhorse under his crotch.

The huge inertia caused the Tartar's horse to fall sideways. The Tartar panicked and Sun Weifan took the opportunity to hit him on the helmet with a hammer, which dented it.

Sun Weifan took a deep breath. It took so much effort to defeat just one Tartar, which showed how powerful the Tartar heavy cavalry was.

Fortunately, the heavy cavalry did not linger in the battle. After breaking through the army formation of the Beijing camp, they did not stop. After making a circle, they left the battlefield.

Cavalry excels in speed, but does not have much advantage over infantry in close combat. Without the impact power, heavy cavalry is of little use.

But the battle had just begun. Following the Jiannu heavy cavalry were thousands of heavily armored infantry, interspersed with Jiannu archers.

The heavy armor of these archers is specially made, and in order not to affect their archery, their arms are only protected by leather armor.

These people stood not far behind the heavy infantry, providing long-range assistance to the Jiannu with arrows. The archers had excellent accuracy and almost every arrow hit the target.

But the soldiers of the Beijing camp were not pushovers. Whether it was Sun Weifan, Qi Dazhu or Niu Gang, they all rushed into the enemy camp and took the lead, killing the enemies while commanding the soldiers to charge left and right.

Everyone in the Beijing camp viewed this battle as a battle of rebirth. They vowed to prove that they had been reborn and were no longer the cowards who just lived a life of idleness and waiting to die like they were in the past.

No one retreated, some were just fearless and brave, and even if they fell down, they would desperately cling to the Jiannu to create opportunities for their comrades.

Both sides were in a stalemate for a while.

Zhang Shikang led 5,000 musketeers and retreated half a mile, where dozens of empty carriages were already parked. Fan Chengren, who was in charge of baggage and military supplies in the Beijing camp, had been waiting for a long time.

Under Zhang Shikang's order, five thousand musketeers quickly threw their muskets onto the carriages and then assembled on the side. At this time, the muskets in their hands had turned into swords.

The six months of training was no joke. Zhang Shikang and Sun Weifan and his men had rehearsed countless times how to deal with various emergencies on the battlefield.

For example, in the current situation, the enemy and our side are already engaged in a battle, and the muskets, which mainly rely on firepower coverage, have become useless.

Holding a musket in close combat would greatly affect performance. The musket is so expensive and it is impossible to throw it away, so the plan is to run away after the battle and then change to close combat.

The musketeers of the Beijing Camp were expected to be on par with the infantry battalion in close combat. Not only were they proficient in boxing and kicking, they were also capable of using swords and spears.

"Xu Wenyuan, lead the team and go to support Sun Weifan as soon as possible!" Zhang Shikang urged his personal guards to reload ammunition, and ordered the reassembled firearms battalion to return for support.

The Firearm Battalion has always been directly under the command of Zhang Shikang, and no lieutenant general has been appointed. This was actually intentional by Zhang Shikang. Only in this way could the people in the Firearm Battalion fight harder.

But Zhang Shikang already had a rough candidate in mind. Wang Jingduo from the Second Sons' Regiment was too timid, and Zheng Chong was too reckless. On the contrary, Xu Wenyuan was somewhere in between the two and was not panicked when facing the battle.

"I have received your order!" Xu Wenyuan's face was full of excitement.

"The Tartars are brave and valiant. If you are smart, you must survive for this admiral!" Zhang Shikang said while looking at his subordinates.

Everyone responded in unison, Xu Wenyuan shouted, and then five thousand musketeers armed with swords rushed back to the battlefield again.

At this time, the three hundred personal soldiers had just loaded the ammunition into the turtledove-foot muskets. Although this type of musket was extremely powerful and could fire four lead bullets at a time, it was also very troublesome to load the ammunition.

Because the barrel is too long, a special tripod is needed to support it when loading gunpowder. This tripod is shaped like a turtledove's foot, so it is named turtledove-foot gun.

Even though these bodyguards were very skilled in operating the muskets, it still took them twice as long as the Rumi musket to load the gunpowder and four lead bullets.

This is also the reason why Zhang Shikang ran away after firing. The power is good, but reloading is too slow.

But after all, it is a powerful weapon to restrain heavy armor.

In other words, the output of the Ministry of Works was too low. If all his 5,000 musket soldiers were equipped with this type of musket, Zhang Shikang estimated that the Jiannu's heavy cavalry would have to retreat before they could reach the front of the Beijing camp.

After the dove-foot guns were loaded, Zhang Shikang, escorted by his personal soldiers and Wen Bangguo, returned to the battlefield.

There was fighting everywhere. No matter how tenacious the soldiers of the Beijing camp were, they were still no match for the Jiannu in a one-on-one situation. In a two-on-one situation, they could only barely maintain the situation.

There were already many corpses of the Beijing camp lying on the ground, which made Zhang Shikang particularly distressed. If he had ignored Lu Xiangsheng who was still in the encirclement, Zhang Shikang would probably have ordered a collective escape.

At this time, the three hundred guards had set up their muskets and formed a small square formation. Zhang Shikang took out a copper whistle and started to blew it.

Wang Jingduo, who was dodging and moving around, saw this and immediately understood Zhang Shikang's intention.

"Brothers, follow me and go to the admiral!"

After Wang Jingduo finished speaking, he ignored his opponent and ran towards Zhang Shikang. The Tartar did not understand the Ming language, but was unwilling to let Wang Jingduo go, so he rushed over with his sword in hand.

At the same time, Wang Jingduo's subordinates also followed him and ran towards Zhang Shikang.

The dust was flying everywhere and visibility was very poor. One group of people were running and another group was chasing. Wang Jingduo and others just happened to block the view of the Jianlu behind them.

When there were only seventy or eighty steps left to Zhang Shikang, Wang Jingduo's team suddenly split into two groups, running wildly to the left and right. Dozens of Tatars were immediately exposed to the range of the banjiu guns.

Wang Jingduo shouted as he ran:

"Brother, open fire and shoot them to death!"

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