All Heavens and Worlds Modified History System

Chapter 43: The Modification of the Trouble

When Chen Ran rode his horse to the bank of the Biliu River, the place was already in chaos.

The Jiannu vanguard led by Degelei and the Dongjiang vanguard led by Shang Kexi killed each other in a bloody battle.

The Biliu River, which was not very big to begin with, has been dyed red.

The main force had not yet started the battle, but the forwards had already killed so fiercely.

It was obvious that both sides were really angry.

"The first division of the Fire Gun Battalion will move to the left, and the second division will move to the right." Chen Ran immediately ordered, "The fire guns will fire in three stages to block the follow-up troops of the Jiannu."

The order was conveyed quickly, and more than 400 musketeers from each division lined up and rushed to the left and right sides of the battlefield. Immediately, a terrifying roar was heard.

Chen Ran knew very well what it meant that everything comes from the barrel of a gun. In the past few months, the pace of military expansion has never stopped.

Especially the most important musketeers, which consisted of three divisions and a total of 1,300 people.

It takes at least one year to train a soldier.

It takes at least two to three years to train an archer.

It takes three to five years to train a cavalryman.

Only crossbowmen and musketeers are the types of soldiers that can be rapidly and massively recruited.

Normally, three months is sufficient.

With the assistance of the Duke of England, Chen Ran recruited a large number of men from the three major camps and various royalist armies, including a considerable number of trained musketeers.

The soldiers, who had sufficient food and wages, were well fed and warmly clothed, received rigorous training and quickly formed an army.

This is also the reason why Chen Ran had the confidence to march north with less than 20,000 troops.

Dense lead bullets swept across the other side of the river, and the subsequent Jiannu troops were knocked down in large numbers.

The Jiannu army, who were fighting fiercely in the river, lost their follow-up support and quickly fell into a disadvantage.

Degelei, who served as the vanguard, was very anxious because those trapped in the river were all Niulu people under his name.

According to the customs of the Eight Banners, all of them were his private property.

Degelei, who was furious, mobilized hundreds of soldiers and horses to cross the river directly from the right wing and attack the musket formation on this side, trying to save the soldiers fighting in the river.

Hundreds of muskets fired in turn, forming a dense fire network to block the attack of the Derge.

It would have been possible to charge on horseback on the plains, but they were walking in armor and wading through the river, exposing themselves directly to gunfire.

What seemed like a short journey of just a few dozen steps turned out to be a fatal journey.

When Manggurtai arrived, he saw the large flag of the Derge clan, which slowly fell into the Biliu River amidst the thick smoke.

All I saw were defeated soldiers fleeing.

"Wow~~~" He was so angry that his whole body was shaking and he gritted his teeth in rage!
The white-armored soldiers of the imperial guard stepped forward, hacked down a group of fleeing soldiers, and captured Niulu Ezhen and held him in front of Manggurtai.

"How did you lose?"

The Niulu Ezhen trembled and responded, "The Ming army on the opposite side is one group (one hundred and eleven people) in a row, five sucking and one attack. Heshuo Beile personally charged into the battle and was hit by a lead bullet."

The Vulcan Rifle has a slow firing rate, but with four rows of rotations, a rigorously trained soldier can barely maintain continuous firing.

Of course, there were all kinds of minor problems, such as forgetting to add gunpowder lead due to nervousness, or forgetting to take out the cleaning rod used to compact the gunpowder.

However, this is a low-probability event. If it occurs, the officer will pull them out of the queue and sort them out themselves.

At this time, we can see the benefits of long-term rigorous training and the fact that almost all soldiers in the army have combat experience.

At least the probability of making mistakes due to nervousness is not high, unlike other Ming armies that collapsed at the first touch.

Degelei charged into the battle array wearing three layers of armor, but he could not stop a small lead bullet.

At the same time he was knocked down, the warrior holding a large flag behind him was also shot and fell down.

The Jiannu soldiers, who had suffered heavy casualties before, inevitably fled after seeing this scene. Only Dege's personal guards, the white-armored soldiers, chose to continue charging forward and fighting to the death.

It's a fight to the death, but also a suicide.

No matter how fierce the white-armored soldiers were, they could not withstand the rows of lead bullets.

According to the military regulations of the Jiannu army, if a commander dies in battle, all his personal soldiers will be beheaded.

They voluntarily asked to die so that their families would not be implicated. If they followed them and ran away, the whole family would be doomed.

"All those below Niulu Ezhen." Manggurtai, shaking with anger, pointed at the fleeing soldiers in front of him and said, "Anyone above the captain-general shall be beheaded!"

"Thank you for your grace~~~"

For the sake of their families, they had no choice but to express their gratitude even if it meant losing their heads.

"Oh, you retired?"

After checking the heads and flags of the Degelei, Chen Ran looked up and saw that the main force of the Jiannu on the opposite bank was retreating.

"Great Marshal!" Shang Kexi smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed. "The Tartars have retreated!"

"How is that possible?" Chen Ran laughed and shook his head. "You retreated after losing only a few hundred men? You look down on Manggurtai too much. He retreated to wait for us to pass by."

Including the fierce battle between Yebushou and Yebushou, the Jiannu vanguard had lost more than 700 people from dawn to now.

In Liaozhen, it was definitely a great victory, the kind that was praised to the sky.

But in Chen Ran's eyes, this was just a simple outpost encounter, and the real battle had not yet begun.

Shang Kexi, who still had several arrows hanging on his bodies, couldn't understand it at all.

Back then, even though Marshal Mao mobilized hundreds of thousands of people, he was not necessarily able to kill 700 Zhen Tartars, not to mention the old slave's son.

Such a glorious victory was actually not worth mentioning in Chen Shuai's eyes.

At this moment, Shang Kexi was so excited that he just wanted to scream at the top of his lungs, "Big boss, bullshit~~~"

Chen Ran didn't say much nonsense and simply said, "Cross the river."

More than 10,000 troops crossed the Biliu River and set foot on the land on the north bank. There is nothing much to say, it is a head-on confrontation.

Chen Ran just wanted to see whether the Ming army, which was fully paid, well-fed and well-watered, well-trained, and had high morale after a series of victories, could win in a head-on battle when the gap between the two sides was almost the same!
Clausewitz once wrote in "On War" that a decisive battle between two major forces will determine the fate of a country within a morning or a day.

The battle on the north bank of the Biliu River at this time determined the fate of southern Liaoning.

Chen Ran was defeated and would be unable to move north for at least half a year, and even Fort Lushun would be in danger.

After Manggurtai's defeat, the Jiannu, whose strength was weakened, were unable to launch a large-scale offensive, at least before the autumn harvest, and could only watch Chen Ran seize the Jinfu area.

There's nothing much to say, let's fight.

'You and Manggurtai fought a decisive battle outside Gaizhou City. The Later Jin soldiers vowed to take revenge and their morale was high.'

'Note: You can modify two of the words.'

Chen Ran rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought, "If I change Gaizhou to Shenyang, will there be a mysterious force that pushes tens of thousands of people to run to Shenyang?"

"Revenge? For Daishan or Ajige?"

Last year, Manggurtai lost to Chen Ran in Tongzhou, which he considered a great humiliation and he had always wanted to take revenge. He did come for revenge.

In addition, there is Yuetuo of the Zhenghong Banner, who is Daishan’s son. This time, he mobilized almost all the elite troops of the Zhenghong Banner to follow him, also to seek revenge.

Although Dorgon and Dodo did not come, they sent elite troops from the two white flags to avenge their brother Ajige, which can also be considered as revenge.

It’s not wrong to say that he came here for revenge.

"This is not easy to change." Chen Ran's eyes fell on 'Morale is high.'

I don’t know what inappropriate scene he thought of, but his smile gradually became weird.

"Just like this."

He raised his hand to erase the word "morale" and immediately wrote "morale. desire"!
The Later Jin troops on the opposite side were preparing to launch an offensive, and it really felt like they were coming in unison, both men and horses.

The soldiers were okay, although it felt strange but they could hold on by bending their backs and pulling up their trousers.

But it is not the same for horses, especially those male horses that have not been castrated. When they get angry, they will kick their legs and go crazy.

"Ah!" Manggurtai, who was caught off guard and thrown off by the BMW under his crotch, looked at his beloved horse in rage. He jumped onto the warhorse of a white-armored soldier beside him, neighing in protest.

The white-armored soldier was trembling, with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Clang!" The furious Manggurtai drew his sword and stepped forward, stabbing it directly into the stallion's neck.

Before he could vent his anger, he looked around and saw that all the stallions had become mad and angry, and the whole group was in chaos with people shouting and horses neighing.

"What's going on?"

He was really dumbfounded and had no idea what was going on.

Why did all the horses in the army suddenly become sick?
The Ming army two miles away naturally noticed the movement on the opposite side and could hear a faint commotion.

Others didn't understand what happened, but Chen Ran knew it very well.

Trying to suppress his smile, he waved his hand forward and said, "Kill them."

As the drums roared and the Ming army advanced, the Jiannu army, with its large number of horses, became increasingly chaotic.

The Jiannu had many cavalry, and Manggurtai originally planned to use the cavalry torrent to engulf the Ming army.

But unexpectedly, before the charge even started, the most important war horses all went on strike, as they were busy carrying on the family line.

This is really
They tried everything: whipping, beating with sticks, stabbing with knives, everything, but nothing worked.

The horses were all very busy and had no time to pay attention to their former owners.

Seeing the Ming army formation getting closer and closer, Manggurtai's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Master, please withdraw your troops first. Something is strange happening today!"

"Retreat? Why retreat? Three legs!" Manggurtai scolded the white-armored soldier who was advising him, "Our horses are all crazy, and there are two to three thousand cavalrymen on the opposite side. If we retreat now, we will be hunted down and killed!"

Every time the Jiannu defeated the Ming army, the cavalry would easily chase and kill them, taking the lives of the defeated Ming soldiers.

They knew very well that if they chose to retreat after losing their horses, they would end up suffering the same fate as the defeated Ming army.

"We can't retreat!" Manggurtai, whose face gradually became ferocious, shouted sternly, "Everyone, kill the horses! Line up and fight back!"

Killing horses cuts off the retreat and boosts morale.

The only option is to march forward in formation. If you can't run away, you can only fight to the death.

"I just don't believe it. We can't defeat the Ming army just after we get off the horse? Pfft!"

"Bang, bang, bang~~~"

The Jiannu soldiers marching in formation became the favorite targets of the musketeers.

They were arranged in a compact formation, which greatly increased the hit rate of the muskets.

Originally, it might take five shots to hit a person, but now it takes two or three shots to hit one person on average.

The Jiannu soldiers in the front row kept falling down, but they were still standing tall when they fell.

Manggurtai regretted it to death.

He deployed a formation for cold weapon confrontation, and those walking in the front were the elite warriors from each Niulu, who were originally used to charge into the formation.

But it was so frustrating to be killed by a small lead bullet at this time.

It is impossible to change it now, this is not a stand-alone game.

More than 10,000 people are dreaming about making large-scale changes during a battle.

Looking back at the horse carcasses scattered all over the ground, Manggurtai was still in disbelief.

"What the hell is going on?!"

(End of this chapter)