"Cabinets are playing with muskets, which is an evil way. It would be even more evil to force a group of veterans who could fight hand in hand to replace them with muskets and shoot at the same time."

Marshal Yang happily admired the spectacular scene of the spear cavalry's waves.

Muslide cavalry impact is a misunderstanding in the history of cavalry development, especially the exaggerated semi-rotary shooting, which is even more misunderstanding. It is abandoned to abandon the cold weapons that only disappear together until the cavalry disappears. It has to be said that Europeans in the 16th century have a great idea. The essence of this tactic is nothing more than facing the spear formation. The mortality rate of cavalry impact is too high, and the wing cavalry level can be rushed. The cost of such cavalry is extremely expensive...

Can't afford it!

In fact, even the winged cavalry did not dare to rush into the spear formation.

So use a musket!

And like infantry musketeers, this kind of cavalry is even more inexpensive.

After all, you don’t need martial arts training since childhood, you don’t need a good war horse, or you don’t need a strong physique. You can go to the battlefield as long as you can ride a horse and shoot.

In essence, it is to transform cavalry cannon frost like infantry musketeers.

But the Thirty Years of War proved that this kind of scum would still be beaten when encountering real cavalry, so Gu Erye, who was beaten by the winged cavalry, quickly let his cavalry pick up the sword. Yang Feng, who had known the result for a long time, did not let his cavalry abandon his spear from the beginning, so at this moment, the cavalrymen with spears on the horses were happily rushing towards their enemies.

The Huaiyang cavalry who obviously knew this tactic but because the boss liked fashion, had to hold short guns, cursed and turned around and ran away desperately.

But it's too late.

Even if they abandon the short gun in time and pick up their favorite knife or whip mace again, they will not be able to fight against spears that are rushing at the speed of war horses.

In the blink of an eye, the Huaiyang cavalry were filled with people and horses.

The cavalry of the Beijing camp, who were charging with spears, stepped on their dead bodies and crushed them.

It dispersed the cavalry like a group of ducks.

The Chang Zhenbing, who was attacking behind the cavalry, immediately stopped and formed a chariot camp as quickly as possible. It should be said that Qian Shizhen could still do it. In a blink of an eye, a square city composed of chariots was established on this pastoral land. The soldiers behind the shield wall looked at the cavalry around the Beijing camp around him tremblingly. The latter, who had changed into a short gun again, fired randomly at them thirty feet away, and was filled with smoke. It looked scary, but it caused almost no casualties to them.

That's a short gun.

That thing is so far away that I will definitely not be able to penetrate the shield wall.

According to the standard, fire should be opened within ten feet, but then the cavalry would be sprayed to death by Fran.

But the problem is that Chang Zhenbing cannot disband Checheng, otherwise these cavalry will immediately take the opportunity to launch a real attack.

This is the only way to confront each other.

but……

"fire!"

Yang Feng said calmly.

As the flag beside him waved, field cannons spewed out flames from the artillery positions on both sides, and two and a half pounds of artillery shells roared out, instantly shattering the shield wall of the chariot camp.

Then the mortar cannon joins the shooting.

The small nine-jin mortar cannon sprayed flames into the sky, and flew towards the chariot camp with a flowering bullet with a wooden tube fuse. The explosion behind it immediately made the chariot camp mess.

"Continue. If they dare to disperse, they will rush with cavalry. If they continue to defend, they will rush with cannons. In addition, they will tell them that they can choose to surrender, including their general!"

Yang Feng said.

Feng Shan next to him salutes and receives the order.

Yang Feng got back onto the chariot and returned to the front line of Benniu.

However, when he returned to the Running Bull, Liu Yuanlin on the east coast had already retreated...

Governor Liu is not stupid. He actually just pretends to behave. He doesn't have this or that garden outside Changzhou City, so he is fighting for the current situation. He is stupid and plays a field battle with Yang Feng. It is just right to go back to Changzhou and close the city gate and hold it.

He is a northerner who is not afraid of causing losses.

Changzhou is the gate of the prosperous era behind, and behind it is the richest land of the entire Ming Dynasty.

Someone was worried about the rest for him.

So after seeing Qian Shizhen's attack failed on the east bank of Mengdu, Governor Liu ordered his retreat without hesitation. Then he took Dong Chengqi, Zhejiang General Li Yingzhao, and three divisions of Changjie Army to go back to Changzhou directly. As for the anger of the gentry in Changzhou...

They can take the militia out of the city to fight!

Of course, this is impossible.

Yang Dashui's army continued to move forward. When he arrived at the city of Changzhou, the battle of running bulls ended with the defeat of Qian Shizhen's army. The pursuit task was just handed over to the militia. Of course, it was not those who cheered, but genuine militias. The combat effectiveness of these militias was enough to beat the water dog. And they also liked this. After all, the militia's equipment was poor, but the water dog could pick up equipment. Yang Feng's system, the regular army in the Beijing camp was seized and handed over to the public on the battlefield, and then rewarded according to the merits.

But the militia is different.

Everything captured by the militia belongs to them, so knocking down the water dogs can bring them armor and weapons, and even capture prisoners and rewards.

This is the motivation.

Changzhou, Qingshan Gate.

"What's this thief doing?"

The Governor Liu Yuanlin, the governor of Jiangnan Camp, also looked outside in confusion on the city wall.

At this moment, across the bank of a river outside the city, the originally prosperous Qingshan Town Commercial Street and the densely populated gentry gardens around it have turned into a red ocean, with hundreds of thousands of militia gathering densely, with their numbers on one side of the flags. After all, militias are also military organizations.

And among them, a figure in silver armor was slowly moving forward in the carriage.

He was wearing a red cloak behind him, with the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand, followed by the constantly beating war drums, and the armed cavalry followed. The troublemakers around him were cheering, and their cheers seemed like a tsunami, and they could even be heard here. The elders and geniuses beside Liu Yuanlin were gritting their teeth, but there were not many young scholars. They had already run away at this time, and it was not Yang Feng who started the attack. In the past few months, the young scholars in Changzhou gradually left under the arrangement of their family.

They are all very clever.

Everyone has to leave a way out for the family, and all the money must be transferred out. This is called being prepared for any trouble.

"This demon is obviously a group of mobs, with only 10,000 or 20,000 soldiers in total. The capital is too careful."

Wu Kexing, the leader of the local village official who has been staying at home for many years, said dissatisfiedly.

These unruly people are harming their Wu family’s garden!

But what he said was the truth.

Until now, Yang Dashen only brought the fifth town, but in fact he was only two infantry cooperatives and heavy artillery battalions of the fifth town, and then added a cavalry cooperative, as well as the siege heavy artillery association brought from Nanjing. His own escort battalion all had only 20,000 people.

As for the other departments...

All stayed behind.

Marshal Yang was also helpless.

There are too many enemies, from Jiangbei, from the upper reaches, from Huizhou to the north, he was essentially surrounded by all sides. Liu Yuanlin's Jiangnan camp is more than 100,000 points, and Dong Yu is known as 200,000, even from Huizhou to the north, and Chen Jian's troops in Jiangbei are now known as 200,000. Even if they have moisture, they will add up to no less than 300,000 troops.

They are all staring at the outside of Nanjing!

The one he can use to attack in this direction is the fifth town, and the fifth town has to defend Zhenjiang, and the opposite is the Jiangbei Camp!

However, just two steps and one cavalry and three cooperation forces have already defeated the Jiangnan camp, which has an army of more than 100,000,000, so it is difficult for Wu Kexing and the gentry behind him to accept it anyway. They have paid for the money. In the past few months, the Jiangnan gentry worked together and had money and strength, but in the end it was such a disastrous defeat?

Be conscience in life.

At least you can block them from the periphery of Changzhou!

The gardens outside are not yours. Look at these troublemakers, what a beautiful scenery is, they will be destroyed by them.

Look at that...

Actually cutting down a flower tree to make a fire?

Oh, so many beautiful things were destroyed like this.

When Wu Hanlin's heart was about to break up at the thought of these unruly people destroying the strange flowers and plants, the rockery pavilions, the gardens that were originally used to chant the wind and moon and play with beautiful maids, he felt like he was crazy and wanted to kill all these unruly people.

"Hou'an Gong is at ease!"

Liu Yuanlin said with a smile.

He didn't dare to offend this old guy. His father, brother, and son and nephew were all Hongguang's confidants, especially his son Wu Zongda, who was also one of the core of the Changsheng Army. The remaining in-laws were also Jinshi. As for Juren and tribute students, it was not worth mentioning. At this time, the world was in chaos. If this guy said a word in the past, the entire Changzhou Prefecture gentry would have to listen.

"Hmph, if this continues, how can the thief be able to be at peace?"

Wu Kexing snorted coldly.

"Look at the Tutang!"

A scream suddenly rang out.

Liu Yuanlin and others quickly turned their attention outside the city, and then they saw a red thing gradually growing among the troublemakers, as if it was a bulging skin. It was already standing up in the blink of an eye with screams in the crowd. It can be seen that this was a huge red skin, but it was definitely not a skin, but it looked like silk. After it bulged, it rose immediately and soon floated over the crowd, and there was a rope connecting it below...

"What a big Kongming lantern!"

A fellow villager next to him exclaimed.

Indeed, this is a very big Kongming lantern, and you can even see the firelight below.

"What is this demon going to do?"

Liu Yuanlin continued to be confused.

Then the demon walked into the huge Kongming lantern, and then it began to rise slowly.

Take the demon together.

Hundreds of thousands of people on the city wall and outside the city, staring at him in amazement as he was getting taller and taller...

"Well, can the people below hear it?"

Then a sound came from the sky.

"I heard it!"

"The Grand Marshal has ascended to heaven!"

...

The chaotic shouts outside quickly reached the city wall.

"Bastard, what's going to heaven!"
Chapter completed!