Nanming Engineer

Chapter 413 Crazy
Hundreds of feet away, the sky was covered by black smoke and dust, and the smoke wall formed by the explosion of a large amount of yellow gunpowder was like a tangible substance, completely blocking everyone's sight. The Kuizhou army could not see the Qing army. The Qing army also could not see the Ming army.

The battlefield was divided into two parts by this wall of smoke.

On the other side of the smoke, the galloping Mongolian cavalry were frightened by the violent explosion. They screamed and neighed, and the speed they had just lifted immediately slowed down. Some cavalry who rushed fast were frightened by their mounts, and were thrown off their horses and fell to the ground.

The Mongolian soldiers hesitated in dismay. The explosion was too frightening. No one had seen it before. It made people wonder how it happened. It is necessary for the cavalry to ignore the corpses of the Han infantry scattered in the smoke and still charge forward bravely. impossible.

Everyone knows that even if you are riding a horse, encountering the explosion just now will definitely not look better than the death of the infantry behind the shield chariot.

The rumbling horseshoes stopped, and the cavalry gradually slowed down, and finally stopped two hundred feet away, staying and watching.

In the rear of the Qing army, Nikan was equally astonished. The effect of the blasting thunder not only frightened the Mongolian cavalry, but also scared the Jurchen soldiers. Fear is faintly visible.

"My lord, the firearms of the Ming army..." Ma La, who was guarding Nikan, murmured softly, his tone full of disbelief: "...too overbearing, how did they do it?"

He was not the only one of the Jurchen nobles who were shocked and could hardly speak. Boluo, who was advancing with the Ruishi Battalion, Dasu and Fei Yasiha, who led the Jurchen cavalry and followed the Mongols, also turned pale. He stared intently at the erratic black smoke in front of him, as if he wanted to pierce the smoke with his eyes to see what tricks the Transparent Army was playing.

Ma La's mind was like falling into an ice cellar, and his thinking had stagnated like numbness. The development of the battle situation was completely different from what he expected in advance. The Ming army under Shiling Pass was not a fish meal, but a piece of iron.

At the beginning, I said that although the Ming army at Shiling Guan was strong, but with the strength of the Qing army, the rhetoric that can be defeated at any time now seems as ridiculous as pigs flying in the sky. On the contrary, it would not be so expensive.

The initial bombardment and the explosion just now lost at least tens of thousands of troops, but they didn't even touch the edge of the Ming army. This kind of battle situation has never been seen before.

Thinking of this, Ma La's legs were trembling. In case, if in case, the battle was lost, how would he deal with himself?

"Keep playing the drums! Keep playing the horns! Who told you to stop?!"

The roar of a lion sounded in his ears, awakening Ma La from his sluggish state. He looked around in confusion and found that Nikan was like a angry-eyed King Kong, shouting and angry at the people behind him.

The long knife in his hand was out of its sheath, and the long knife inlaid with a huge sapphire shone coldly. It was obviously valuable and the blade was sharp. That look, seems to eat these people.

The strong men were startled, then they picked up the sticks in their hands like rabbits, puffed up their cheeks and beat the drums desperately, while those who blew the horns also quickly picked up the horns and continued to play long and low notes.

Before Mala came back to his senses, Nikan's snake-like eyes swept over him.

"You go too, take my Bai Baya soldiers and follow Boluo's people. If you can't enter Shiling Pass, you don't have to come back." Cold words came out of Nikan's mouth, Everyone could hear the anger in the indifference. The long gemstone sword had been put into the scabbard, but Ma La could still feel the chill coming out of the sheath.

Ma La looked at the distance, the smoke blown by the mountain wind gradually disappeared, and the white-armored Ming army array that was as stable as Mount Tai in the front appeared dazzlingly in the eyes, the same as the first time, without any wavering.

Gritting his teeth, Mala dismissed his advice to Nikan to withdraw his troops and go back to discuss. Nikan's expression clearly explained his meaning: If he does not capture Shiling Pass today, no one will be able to go back.

Ma La gave Nikan a bow and left without looking back.

In front, the Mongolian soldiers who had just stopped their horses heard the sound of war drums and horns from behind, urging people to enter.

The Mongolian soldiers made a noise, some urged their horses to advance, some stood still, and the orderly assault line suddenly dispersed in a chaotic manner. Some tribes who were not so fearful and loyal to the Qing court, after witnessing the end of the Han army, began to resist , of course, with the Jurchen cavalry on their side, they did not dare to openly disobey orders, but it was okay to dilly-dally and procrastinate.

Some tribal cavalry near the side even deliberately ran towards the side, running further and further away, as if their target was not the Ming army, but the mountains on one side.

Jurchen cavalry generals such as Dasu and Fei Yasiha had a panoramic view of all this. The Jurchen cavalry led by them had about 2000 soldiers, which was only a minority compared with the nearly [-] Mongolian soldiers, but they were like wolves driving sheep. Standing in the rear, seeing the Mongols afraid of fighting, it was inconvenient to chase them at this moment, so I had to write them down and ask their tribes to investigate them later.

"Accelerate! Accelerate! Don't stop!" Dasu and others roared, raising their weapons high, and the leading flag bearer held up the general flag and lined up in a horizontal line, urging the Mongolian soldiers from behind: "Minggou firearms can only be shot from a distance. , it’s scrap iron if you get close! Hurry up and rush up!”

The cavalry brigade had been approaching. When the shield chariot Han army was destroyed in front, they were also very close to the Ming army. Although there was a stagnation at this moment, the mobility of the cavalry was there, and they could come in just a few leaps. Arrived at the place where Cao Zhenyan died.

The wreckage and corpses of the shield carts all over the ground did not delay the pace of the cavalry. They were all men who grew up on horseback. Horses were their close relatives and property. In terms of horsemanship, few people were better than them.

Stepping on the blood all over the ground, the cavalry roared past, hundreds of feet away, there was a large formation of the Baijia Ming army.

They squeezed the maces and swords in their hands, shouted words such as "kill!" and "charge!" and slammed the horses under their crotches.The horse's hooves were flying and it was galloping at full speed.

Thousands of horses galloped together, the majestic momentum was like a dynamic picture scroll, the majestic hoofbeats overwhelmed all sounds, only the horses neighed in the whole world, a black line pressed over, like a layer of Black clouds soared into the sky, and the ground trembled, as if moaning. Standing in front of them, one would have the illusion of heavenly soldiers descending.

Everyone was burning with anger and excitement. Adrenaline stimulated the brain at a high speed, making everyone's blood boil. With the horseshoes advancing, this excitement became more and more intense, so intense that they forgot. Why did the big bang just created by the Ming army not happen again for a long time?

Nikan believed that such an explosion, like a gunpowder magazine fire, could not happen a second time so quickly. According to his understanding of firearms, even if it was a Folang machine gun, it would take half a moment to fire the second shot. Zhong, until the cavalry's knives are on the neck of the Ming army, there will be no second attack.

Speed ​​is the magic weapon. This is the only way to fight against the Ming army that has the advantage of firearms.

On the other side, Li Tingyu and Ma Xintian also seemed a little impatient.

"So slow, why are you dragging your feet?" Li Tingyu frowned and muttered, using his one eye to estimate the distance between the cavalry and himself: "Okay, it's within a hundred feet, you can fire!"

The next second, the roar sounded.

"Group A six to NO.20!"

"The following six from Group B to NO.20!"

"Eighty feet ahead!"

"put!"

The red flag fell, and the medicine package was discharged.

(End of this chapter)