"Pass the order, raise the army!" Zhang Xianzhong gave an order, and the four gates of Jingzhou City opened wide.
After leaving the city, tens of thousands of troops quickly assembled, and then advanced by land and sea, heading straight for Yuezhou.
A day later, Yuan Jixian also received the news.
He lined up dozens of merchant ships across the river, filled them with straw and gunpowder, and then connected them together with iron chains.
The navy warships hid behind the merchant ships, waiting for their opportunity.
The infantry lined up on the north bank of the Yangtze River in a defensive posture.
He hid the cavalry behind a woods three miles away, waiting for an opportunity.
As the frequency of scouts from both sides increased, the distance between the two armies grew closer.
"Prepare for battle!" Following the commander's order, everyone began to do the final check.
In addition to checking weapons, there are also people drinking water and urinating.
Finally, the two armies met.
No greetings, no probing.
Zhang Xianzhong directly ordered the front army to attack.
There is no strategy to talk about at this time. You can only rush forward if you win the battle.
The front-row soldiers of the Dashi Army pushed chariots slowly towards the Ming army camp.
"Fire!" the general in the formation shouted at the top of his voice.
boom!
Shells of all sizes were fired out.
Most of the hundred-bullet bullets were blocked by the chariot's thick shield. The bullets that were not blocked hit people's bodies, making puffing sounds. As blood mist rose, screams were heard.
Five or six large solid bullets created a penetrating effect, killing dozens of soldiers in the blink of an eye.
The soldiers of the Dashi Army did not stop because of this, but instead accelerated their charge towards the Ming army.
The sounds of bird guns and bows and crossbows rang out one after another.
Then the two armies came into close combat.
"Kill!" The soldiers of the Dashi Army rushed towards the Ming Army chariots.
Spears shot out from the gaps between the Ming army's chariots, stabbing and killing or wounding the soldiers rushing in the front.
The generals of both sides gave the order at the same time in the battle line: Throw grenades!
The soldiers who saw the flag signal picked up the grenades, lit them with the fuse they carried with them, and threw them into the enemy's formation.
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