Nanming Engineer

Chapter 408 Intimidation
The turbulent cavalry is like a flood, rolling in with the breath of death. Under the pressure, it seems that all objects in front of them will be wiped out. It is true that people block people and Buddhas block people.

There were only two hundred people in that row of sword and shield fighters, exactly two hundred people, standing loosely and sparsely in front of Yan Mingde and other gunners, like a group of not so solid tree stumps, not knowing how to advance or retreat, not afraid of strong enemies , firmly nailed to the ground and motionless.

The leading centurion, his eyes fixed on the figure of Karchuhun who was running in the front, his eyes were sharp and fearless, and the ups and downs of the Mongolian cavalry were reflected in his pupils. ear, but his right hand, which was raised above his head, still firmly grasped the sparking captive ammunition, without any trembling.

All the Kuizhou soldiers maintained the same posture. Although cold sweat was slowly dripping down their necks, none flinched. From a distance, it looked like a few solitary palm trees lined up when a tsunami was about to hit the shore. The platoon tries to stop the same.

As the Shiling Pass closed, Wang Huan squinted his eyes that had been watching this side, and asked Ma Wannian who was behind him casually, "How many recruits are there in this batch of swords and shields?"

Ma Wannian has the dual duties of his security captain and secretary. He is literate and skilled in martial arts, which is very suitable. He has been doing well. A group of recruits recruited on the basis of merit were recruited into each thousand-man team, accounting for about [-]% of the total."

Wang Huan nodded and stopped talking, still staring at the left wing.

At this moment, the focus on the entire battlefield is concentrated on the left wing of the Ming army. Everyone can see that as long as the Mongolian cavalry can break through the artillery array on the left wing, it is equivalent to cutting off a hand of the Ming army. The artillery array and the main force of the Kuizhou army There is a huge gap between them. If you insert it from here, you can bypass the front of the bird commander and the chariot formation, and directly hit the Ming army's central army. Although the central army is thick, it will inevitably divide its troops to resist the Mongols. Chaos, the Qing army formation that had been coveted for a long time, but seized the opportunity, under the impact like a landslide, no matter how strong the Ming army was, it would collapse.

Everyone in the Ming and Qing armies focused their attention on the left. In front of them, the Han army led by Cao Zhenyan was approaching slowly, but it was not that noticeable.

Li Tingyu and Ma Xintian in front of the reining formation, of course, also hung an eye on the Han army that was approaching like a snail, but their movements were too slow. At this time, they were still a few miles away from the Kuizhou army bird commander. From any point of view, there is no need to be overly concerned.

In the chaos, no one in the Qing army noticed that there were only two generals of the Ming army standing in front of the formation, but now there were only two left.

Kaer Chuhun had already rushed within a hundred feet of the Ming army's left wing artillery formation, his horse had accelerated to the fastest speed, his hooves were flying, and his horse was like a wandering dragon, turning his figure into an afterimage, his hands clenched tightly The long-handled war knife was drawn obliquely by the side, like a scythe, waiting to harvest life.

Looking from the position of the Ming saber and shield hand, it is even more shocking. The cavalry is like a surging wave, pouring in, the ground trembles, and irresistible fear rushes from the ground to the forehead along the legs.

"Hold on!" the centurion shouted, even though his legs were shaking.

As soon as the horse got closer by one foot, it took several breaths to cover a distance of tens of feet. The centurion was already sweating profusely, and he unconsciously stretched out his tongue to lick the sweat that flowed from his forehead to his mouth. , salty makes people feel more bitter.

In his eyes, all the people, horses, and knives had disappeared. In his field of vision, there was only the growing silhouette of Kaer Chuhun, until the horse's hooves stepped on the ground that had been prepared for a long time.

The landmark was a clump of tall thatch. The moment Carchuhun's horse passed by, the centurion threw out the anti-captive ammunition in his hand like red-hot carbon pellets and shouted loudly: "Throw!"

The one-foot-long exterminator bomb circled in the air and flew out like a meteor.

Two hundred exterminator bombs were released at the same time, and all the sword and shield hands turned the fear in their hearts into strength and instilled it into their arms. The muscles that had been stretched for a long time burst out with huge strength at that moment. They were almost thrown out, staggered forward a few times, and ran a few steps in embarrassment before they stabilized.

Dots of sparks tumbling in the air, jumped and smashed towards the oncoming Mongolian soldiers. Karchuhun, who was running fast, was concentrating his strength on his arms, thinking about which Ming army to kill head.

In front of his eyes, a kaleidoscope of extermination bombs was thrown towards his face, which made him startled at first, thinking that the shots were rockets, and then he was stunned when he saw clearly that they were bamboo tubes in the blink of an eye.

Like countless generals who had confronted the Kuizhou army, Ka Erchu didn't know what was thrown at him, and when he knew it, it was already too late.

Boom boom boom!
A row of mushroom clouds that exploded almost at the same time rose like a wall of flames before the Mongolian cavalry went their way, and the cavalry running in front suddenly turned their backs and flew into the sky.

The ones rushing to the front are the heavy cavalry that the Mongols are proud of. These people are not bad compared with the Jurchen cavalry of the Eight Banners. Everyone wears double armor and iron helmets. The most elite knights even have leather horses. Armor, really armored cavalry is nothing more than that.

However, in the eyes of the iron nails shooting around, these armors are as ridiculous as paper. The iron nails penetrated the chain mail and the veil, as if they had penetrated through layers of tofu. The heavy cavalry at the center of the explosion relied on their hard and firm Jiajia was responsible for the most dangerous task of breaking the formation, so naturally he died the fastest.

Cut by the splashing iron fragments and nails, the Mongols fell to the ground one after another, their limbs and pieces of flesh flying everywhere, and further away, the shock waves of the explosion came one after another. The cavalrymen were knocked off their horses by the shock wave, and the invisible shock wave hit them like a big hammer, causing bleeding from the ears and nose, falling to the ground and convulsing.

This close-range attack was even more terrifying than before. The Mongolians who were a little stunned by the explosion didn't even know what had blown them over.

Kaer Chuhun was the one who died the fastest. The centurion's bomb was aimed at him and was thrown in front of his horse. Almost as soon as his horse stepped on it, the bomb exploded. .

Even the man and the horse were torn apart. When half of his body fell from the sky, he still had a little consciousness in his mind. This man was terrifyingly brave, dragging his intestines and crawling on the ground for more than a foot. The talent is absolutely dead.

The Mongolian soldiers of the brigade were crowded together in one place. The people in front were killed or wounded by the bombing. The people in the middle were frightened and stopped their horses quickly. Hiss, it’s a mess.

After two hundred extermination bombs exploded, a large cloud of smoke and dust was formed, and it was almost impossible to see each other. The chaotic Mongols ran around, and many people who were thrown to the ground were trampled to death by their own people.

In the Qing army's formation, Nikan, Bolo and others could hardly speak. They seemed to be frightened. The woman's eyes widened and her mouth opened wide. She stood on the horse at a loss.

"This is the firearm that Meng Qiaofang said! It must be!" After a while, Boluo roared crazily: "As Meng Qiaofang said, the Ming army had firearms like rolling thunder. When thrown by hands, one blow was like thunder, and a hundred men hit like a sky. Rolling Thunder, when it exploded, the sky collapsed and the earth shattered, people and horses were wiped out, this must be what they were talking about!"

Dasu's complexion was pale, his eyes wandered, he was stunned for a long time, and suddenly he said to Nikan and Boluo like a demon: "My lords, when you shoot a firearm, there must be a flash of fire, and Nanban only throws some short things. , unlike firearms, I think it looks like witchcraft! There are many high-level and strange people in the Nanban, and they practice strange alchemy. Why don't you find some shamans to break it..."

Nikan turned around and slapped Dasu on the face with a backhand. With a crisp "slap", he almost fell off the horse.

"Your Majesty..." Dasu covered his face and looked at Nikan as if he was scared.

Nikan gritted his teeth, glared like a flaming king, and pointed at Dasu's nose and said angrily, "Demonic words confuse the people and disturb the morale of our army! If you didn't think that you have fought for many years, you have some credits, this king will kill you now!" You! Get out, go down and get forty army sticks yourself!"

Dasu was sympathetic, didn't dare to make a sound, covered his face and retreated.

Nikan's anger was still there, and he looked back at the left wing, which was still full of gunpowder, with a livid face, where the chaotic Mongolian cavalry, without any command, were running around like headless chickens.

"Mingjin!" Nikan gritted his teeth and said, "Let Kaer Chuhun come back!"

Wang Huan on the top of the wall, as if he heard Nikan's words, smiled slightly, and said to Ma Wannian: "There are yin and yang in art, and the division of troops is very upright. It would be a pity if you don't eat the bait that comes to you. .”

Ma Wannian understood this and turned around to make a gesture.

A loud suona sounded again, and it was as passionate as a rainstorm, echoing in the air.

When Nikan heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and he turned around quickly to choose someone from among the generals to give the order.

He didn't move yet, he only heard the sound of horseshoes in the Ming army's formation.

Countless white-armored cavalry rushed out from behind Yan Mingde's artillery formation, like a gust of wind and rain, and rushed towards the Mongolian soldiers who were still running around like gods.

It was Ding Guodong and Li Dingguo who led the troops.

Still Li Dingguo ran the fastest, the number one cavalry general in the Great Western Army, wearing a white armor wrapped in a red cloak, and the red tassel on the iron helmet on his head was like a red plum in the snow, jumping non-stop.

The spear in his hand was three feet long, pointing forward, the sharp blade of the spear was so sharp that it made people tremble, his usually handsome face was full of killing intent, his eyes were burning like flames, and he shouted in his mouth: "Kill the Tatars~~!"

The white cavalry, like a white dragon, swarmed out from the rear of the left wing of the Ming army, and like an extremely sharp knife, broke through the smoke and dust, and slashed at the Mongolian army gathered in a pile like a mess. among people.

The collision of iron and flesh, the first fight at Shiling Pass, officially kicked off.

(End of this chapter)