"Beat the drum and march!" Senggelinqin ordered without hesitation, and the four infantry phalanxes and three comb-gun phalanxes in the middle were shouting loud horns and advancing step by step.

Each Qing army had about 1,500 people, three times the number of people in the True God Cult. So although only seven square formations rushed over, the number of people was almost twice the total force of the True God Cult.

The confringe spearmen stood at a distance of about one hundred feet away from the divine weapon, divided into two rows of high and low, three rows of front and back, set up a formation and aimed at the enemy. The infantry on both sides also maintained the same distance, forming an outer horoscope in the shape of a divine weapon.

Senggelinqin summarized the reasons for the failure of the battle against foreigners, mainly because of the mistake in judging the range of the enemy's firearms. If the army is arranged too close to the enemy, it is easy to be injured by the firearms and will be defeated without waiting for the charge; if the distance is too far and the soldiers' physical strength cannot keep up, there will often be a situation where the two armies confront each other and their physical strength has been exhausted and they cannot fight for a long time.

After repeated calculations, the hit rate of the firearm to targets within 30 meters is six or seven, and the hit rate of the targets outside 70 meters is only one or two, so it is better for the two armies to be about one hundred meters apart.

Although this distance is also within the range of killing of foreign guns, its accuracy is greatly reduced. As long as your infantry takes a queue, casualties can be minimized.

Since foreign guns need to be filled with bullets repeatedly to complete the shooting, the efficiency of the soldiers filling the bullets on the battlefield is two in one minute, a wise commander of the firearm battalion will never order the soldiers to rashly shoot the enemy a hundred feet away. Not to mention that such an attack has little effect, and the interval of filling the bullets also gives the enemy the opportunity to charge.

Zhang Yuntian smiled knowingly at Senggelinqin's layout. If he had only used outdated flintlock rifles, he would definitely not be able to withstand the Qing army's formation. He was afraid that he would have to fight hand-to-hand combat after a few charges. With a huge gap in military strength such as one enemy and seven, and in field battles, the winning rate was almost zero.

However, the one we owned was a demon-removing musket that could fire twelve consecutive shots, but in terms of shooting, five thousand people could instantly burst out the shooting effect of 60,000 musketeers, which was definitely unexpected by the Qing army.

But now is not the time to show off your killing weapon and lure the enemy closer, so that you can fight hard.

Zhang Yuntian waved his hand, and the cavalry formation on both wings began to slowly move forward, running towards the infantry at the forefront of the Qing army and moved towards him.

Seeing that the cavalry of the True God Sect was ready to move, Senggelinqin was worried that the infantry would be attacked from both sides when charging, so she ordered the flag to be placed. The two Mongolian cavalry phalanxes in the back formation had a total of 3,000 people, rushed into the battlefield from the east and west sides, forming a siege against Zhang Yuntian's cavalry.

Seeing that the enemy was coming in full force and did not fight, Zhang Yuntian commanded the cavalry to retreat to both sides.

Senggelinqin laughed loudly. It seemed that the commander on the opposite side had good training skills, and he would just be careless when fighting. He quickly transferred the cavalry that protected the foreign gun team, and then saw that the situation was not good, and wanted to retreat. How could he command the troops like this? He really treated war like a joke. Since the Mongolian cavalry had been dispatched, there was no reason to be transferred back, so he ordered the cavalry to chase after him with his own tail.

In this way, although the two armies did not formally confront each other, in Senggelinqin's view, the balance of the war has obviously begun to tilt towards one's side. Now he still holds six thousand elite cavalry in his hand. Advance can disturb the enemy's troops, retreat can cover the defeated troops, and regroup. However, the enemy is only left with 5,000 lonely infantry. If you fight later, as long as you recall the cavalry chasing on both wings and launch a surprise attack from behind, the battle will be considered to be won.

If the enemy's horse team wants to restrain themselves, then eat the enemy's horse team first and then return to the battlefield. In short, no matter how you look at this battle, you are sure to win.

Zhang Yuntian looked at the Mongolian horse team with his corpse guards and cavalry retreating to both sides without any scruples. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In less than half a moment, the sound of drums from the Qing army sounded as he rang out. Two infantry teams shouted and rushed up.

"Just a group of pitiful cannon fodder, everyone is in line!" Zhang Yuntian shouted.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers on the periphery suddenly took out a half-man-high riot shield from behind and stood in front of them. The soldiers in the second row squatted, with only one head and neck exposed, and aimed the demon-removing musket at the rushing Qing army, four hundred steps... three hundred steps... two hundred steps... two hundred steps... two hundred steps...

"Shoot!" With Zhang Yuntian's order, the Demon-Destroying Munn emitted blue smoke and shot a series of lethal bullets into the Qing army's body, splashing blood-colored lotus flowers at a distance of 200 steps. According to the shooting accuracy of the Demon-Destroying Munn, the hit rate was more than 90%. The infantry rushing in the front two square formations instantly killed hundreds of people at the moment the guns were fired.

The two square formations behind did not know how powerful the demon-removing guns were, so they rushed over from the front, and the one responsible for the defense of the front was the Shenji Camp, which was all standard modern equipment. Only the sound of gunfire was heard constantly, and the two square formations quickly retreated.

The conflict soldiers behind him, with the cover of the infantry, had already rushed to about seventy feet away from the Shenji Camp, lined up in a row, and a row of bullets were emitted.

Then the bullets were too far apart, and most of them flew to some unknown place. Only dozens of bullets successfully fell into the Shenji Camp, but were perfectly blocked by the explosion-proof shield. Then there was a continuous burst of gunfire sounds. The convex gunmen died before they even had time to fill the bullets, so the convex gunmen retreated.

The flags were flying on the city wall, and Zhang Yuntian was alone and smoke rolled in. Three thousand Mongolian cavalrymen rushed back while the infantry was attracting attention.

Zhang Yuntian ordered the soldiers to carry out twenty bombs and line up on the ground. When the cavalry rushed into the range, twenty powerful artillery fired at the same time, countless gravel shrapnel formed a wall of death, and the touching person was killed immediately.

Although the Mongolian cavalry was not afraid of death, the war horse under his crotch was frightened and he threw his head and ran around. Without running far, he was intercepted by the Qing soldiers of the corpse guards who came from behind and easily killed most of them.

Senggelinqin could not believe his eyes. He could see clearly on the entire battlefield on the city wall. The vanguard with twice his strength was defeated in one blow, and he didn't even catch the edge of his position. Then the surprise troops he had installed were bombarded by artillery and were killed by the enemy's surprise troops.
Chapter completed!