Nanming Engineer

Chapter 364

Hearing this, Ma Mingtu was stunned for a moment. In his opinion, the long speech just now was upright and bewitched by interests. Wang Huan should have heard it passionately and immediately decided to send troops immediately, but he didn't expect this Hou Ye, who looked so young that he was unreasonably young, was so steady, he didn't speak well, and he was about to see off the guests.

"Well, Lord Hou, the imperial court has an edict here, urging all the soldiers and horses to rush to help Shanxi..." Ma Mingtu wanted to do his best, and brought him out of the Nanming court.

Wang Huan glanced at him coldly, turned around and ignored him, and sat back on the chair.

Ma Wannian stepped forward, with a half-smile expression on his face, he grabbed Ma Mingtu's arm like a chicken, and said, "Go this way, Eunuch Ma." He dragged him out with big strides, Ma Mingtu hadn't finished speaking when his arm hurt, he yelled "Ow!" and was dragged out of the door.

Without the eunuch, the hall fell silent.

Wang Huan frowned and looked at everyone with a serious expression. He took out the painting in his hand and looked at it again. He threw it casually on the table and said, "Do you think that we have strong troops now? If the battle is invincible, can we take advantage of the chaos in Shanxi and the Tatars being restrained by Jiang Quan to strike while the iron is hot and leave Tongguan to recover Shanxi and lay the foundation for the future recovery of the North?"

Everyone looked at each other, and they all saw the same meaning from their eyes.

Li Tingyu didn't speak all the time. At this moment, he stroked his beard and said to Wang Huan: "We all listen to the adults. If the adults say yes, we will copy the guy and fuck his mother; Train your soldiers and horses with peace of mind, and wait for the general's order."

Li Dingguo immediately echoed: "General Li is right. Ma Mingtu came here with a purpose. Of course, he hopes that we can immediately solve the siege of Shanxi. Wu Sangui and his like are gone, but the elite of the Eastern Captives and Eight Banners, without sufficient preparation, the chances of winning if they rush to send troops are not high."

The words of the two people seemed to have been discussed in advance, and they had a tacit understanding. They not only emphasized Wang Huan's authority, but also explained Ma Mingtu's little thoughts. In a few words, they suppressed the passion in the hearts of the generals.

Wang Huan was not surprised. Li Dingguo's reaction was extremely fast and his IQ was extremely high. Of course, he could cleverly explain the risk of entering Shanxi, so he said: "You two are right, everyone, the Tartar soldiers should not be underestimated. In the two battles between Sarhu and Songshan, my Ming Dynasty fought with all its elites. It can be said that the whole country and powerful soldiers gathered in Liaodong, but they were defeated. I can't bear to repeat that if we want to face the main force of the Eastern captives, we must be fully prepared. We must win the battle and overcome the attack. Otherwise, if we are defeated, it will be a catastrophe. Not to mention the hard-won Shaanxi, the entire Northwest will be lost. We I can only go back to my hometown in Sichuan, guarding the Jiange and supporting myself."

Everyone's face turned pale. Just now, Ma Mingtu was so absorbed in his ambition to recover the rivers and mountains. He forgot to think about the consequences of failure. Thinking about it carefully, it would be too scary.

Li Tingyu thought for a while, and pondered: "My lord said that he wanted to analyze the tactics of the eastern captives, and come up with a reliable countermeasure for the future confrontation with the enemy, but is that so?"

Wang Huan nodded: "Yes, that's what it means. We fought against the Han army and the Mongols before. The Jurchen Eight Banners soldiers basically never fought in the field. Either we defended the pass like a sword pavilion, or we attacked Xi'an. They usually block the Tartars in the city and bombard them. Is there any difference in their fighting methods? Why did the imperial court army fail when they fought against them before? Let’s all talk about it.”

Speaking of this, everyone present turned their attention to Li Tingyu and Li Dingguo. When it came to fighting against the Jurchen Eight Banners, they had the most say.

As a veteran of the Sichuan Army, Li Tingyu has traveled across most of China and fought nearly a hundred battles with the Qing Army, large and small, so he did his part to speak first.

"Speaking of the Tartar's field combat ability, it is indeed very fierce." Li Tingyu's eyes darkened, as if he had returned to the battlefield: "In Liaodong, in Shandong, in Henan, and finally retreating to Jiangnan, I fought with the Tartars. Zi has fought no less than a hundred times, and almost lost every time. He has never won, and it is embarrassing to say!"

"The Mongols like to fight on horseback. They come and go like the wind. They have few infantry and are not good at firearms. As long as the geography is right, ordinary spear arrays can restrain them. The Han army is divided into two types. One is the reason for the surrender. The official army of the Ming Dynasty, the second is the Eight Banners of the Han Army. The former followed the tactics of the Ming army and liked to use firearms. In the front, the sharp soldiers are in the rear, and the cavalry is even more important. Once our army formation is loosened, we will immediately attack with all our strength and tear open the opening until we are completely defeated."

"The Eight Banners of the Jurchens are even more powerful. The dead soldiers in the camp are all from the savage Jurchens. They wear heavy armor in battle and are not afraid of death. They hide behind the shield chariot and cannot stop the bullets. They are often caught in the smoke of the Bird Command. Like evil ghosts, they burst out of the smoke, slashing and killing with sharp blades, directly destroying our front army; the sharp barracks that followed then attacked our middle army, and the cavalry on both sides covered them. When these three axes came down, the Ming Dynasty officers and soldiers Basically there is no one who can hold on.”

"However, although the Jurchens are strong, it is not difficult to crack this set of tactics. As long as the soldiers dare to fight, face hand-to-hand combat and fight bravely, they will not retreat in a deadly battle, and the needlepoint will face head-to-head. They can't make an inch of progress; as for the cavalry, they can't do anything about the infantry phalanx waiting in full force."

"But my Ming army is all weak, let alone the sharp barracks, the impact of the dead soldiers' barracks alone can destroy the entire formation, and often after the birds are fired, they will collapse if they can't stop the enemy army, and they will collapse like a woman when they see blood. Fear, there is no trace of blood. The general is even more unbearable. He will flee first when he is defeated. Even if the soldiers have the intention to kill the enemy, but the leader will run first and the army will be broken. Even if the two armies fought against each other, the Tazi soldiers just beat the drums and trumpets, and our people started to run away, it's embarrassing to say!"

After he spoke for a while, he spat angrily, and when he finished speaking, the saliva all over the floor made the green brick floor around him wet, like it was raining.

Meng Zhiyu and Ma Xintian who were standing beside him quietly took a few steps away.

Wang Huan pretended not to see it, and said to Li Dingguo, "Dingguo also fought against the Tartars many times back then, so let's talk about it."

Li Dingguo said, "After the Qing army entered the customs, because of the relationship between the Eight Banners, they no longer used the Jurchen Banner soldiers as the main force like in Liaodong, but drove the Han people to surrender. After the Eight Banners of Mongolia, the Eight Banners of Jurchen, as a supervising team, are firmly at the end. In this way, the loss of the Tartars' own people can be minimized, and those who rush to the front are mostly soldiers. .”

"When the Tatars fight in the field, they must clear the way with a shield chariot. The shield chariot is made of solid wood and is covered with cowhide. Cold water is poured on it, so it will not be invaded by water or fire. The battalion of dead soldiers rushing into the formation hide behind the shield chariot, and even the bows and arrows of the bird system cannot break it. The army can boldly approach our side and then fight hand-to-hand. This kind of fighting is the most brutal. The dead soldiers' camp has thick armor, quick swords, and is not afraid of death. They can often break open our strong formation and kill the blood. At this time As long as the army's morale is slightly shaken, it will be completely defeated."

Speaking of this, everyone present understood that the Jurchen Eight Banners' field battle method was similar to that of Wu Sangui and his ilk. The dead infantry rushed into the formation, surrounded by cavalry on both wings, and finally relied on the powerful central army's sharp soldiers to determine victory or defeat in one fell swoop.

This set of tactics is well-regulated, and there is nothing surprising about it. It is strong because of the quality of the army. It is as ingenious as clumsy. The excellent personal martial arts skills of the Jurchen soldiers have brought this set of tactics to the fullest. The Qing army's combat power reached the sky.

Ma Xintian said with a poker face and a rare speech: "In this way, our thunder and bombs are the natural enemies of the Tatars. Their most threatening cavalry and heavy armored infantry may be able to take advantage of the shooting The gap between reloading bombs broke through the shooting of the Bird Commander, but they could not escape the thunder and destroying bombs no matter what!"

Everyone nodded with joy on their faces. Poker-face said it was right. The thunderbolt could even blow open the city wall, not to mention the shield car.As for the cavalry, they could only stay away from the flexible enemy bombs.

The hall was once again excited, and everyone felt that this time the winning ticket was in their hands.

But Wang Huan immediately poured cold water on them, which dampened everyone's enthusiasm and froze their smiles.

"What if the Tatars use the red cannon to hit us?" Wang Huan said slowly: "The red cannon can fire a range of five miles. How far can our sky-thundering thunder shoot? Their Franchise machine cannons are even bigger than the bombardment." The sky laser can shoot far. Just now, Eunuch Ma said that the Qing army's artillery camp was overwhelming and even the city wall of Datong was blasted away. It is conceivable that there are not a few cannons. We have cannons and they also have cannons. If the two sides fight, we can't take advantage of them. Cheap."

He held the painting on the table in his hands again, squeezed it tightly, and said bitterly: "We can't form an army without cannons, so we must have cannons, and they are long-range cannons, which can hit farther than the thunderbolts." , to be safe.”

(End of this chapter)