Nanming Engineer

Chapter 439

Like the low and long chants of prehistoric monsters, the notes blown from the horns spread over the mountains, mixed with the sound of war drums that shook the world, roaring in the land of Jinzhong, the sound of drums and horns boiled the air, evaporating the coolness in the rain Yijin, like a shot of medicine that stimulates the secretion of adrenaline, stimulates everyone's heartbeat to speed up.

"kill!"

The Qing army led the Han army's forehead and jumped out of the formation, holding a long knife and rushing forward frantically. The raindrops on the blade reflected the thin sunlight, turning into cold light.

Behind him, hundreds of shield chariots lined up three walls. Pushed by the soldiers of the Han Army's forward battalion, they slowly moved forward with rhythmic shouts of killing. The wide front was a hundred feet wide. The entire front of Shiling Pass was blocked with water. Behind the shield chariot, a tide of soldiers followed closely with their bodies hunched over. Countless wheels pressed against the muddy water, making a "zaza" sound.

Looking in from the gap of the shield car, a pair of red eyes shone fiercely in the gap, like wolves at night.

Dots of this red light mixed together and turned into a red wave, emerging at the rock-like Shiling Pass that stood at the intersection of the mountains. In front of the pass wall, the ditches and low walls were like breakwaters in front of the embankment. Bear the brunt of this huge wave that means death.

Li Tingyu's Linzi Battalion has 7000 infantry, plus 5000 Shanxi rebels guarding here. There are three large trenches, two in front and one in the back. There are low walls with vertical wooden fences at the back, each of which is short. There are [-] people behind the wall.They are two hundred feet apart.

Compared with the mighty aura of the Qing army, the Ming army was a little silent. No matter whether it was above or below the city, except for the sound of running to and fro, no one shouted loudly. Everyone knew what to do, and everyone had their own. There is no need for officers to yell and arrange impromptu tasks.

The veterans didn't look carefree like they usually do. They silently fired the arrows of the mountain-destroying crossbow, tightened the bowstring, and looked calmly and sharply.

The tide is getting closer and closer. Fearing the power of the Ming army's long-range cannons, the Qing army's large formation is far away, eight miles away from the Ming army's position, although the battlefield is still a plain with a panoramic view , but with such a long distance, it takes a lot of time for the shield vehicle to move over.

Wang Huan stood on the Guanlou, held up the binoculars to observe for a while, and asked, "Can gunpowder be used?"

Ma Wannian lived on one side and replied after hearing the sound: "They are all well preserved and have not been affected by damp. The people below also know how to use them in the rain, and the gunners have all been trained."

Wang Huan put down the binoculars and nodded: "Shenwei Cannon and Hongtianlei are not busy, I will save them for the Tartars. These people who came up first are the Han army, and they are used as cannon fodder. Just hit a dozen with small cannons."

He looked sideways: "The distance is enough, let's raise the flag!"

A large red flag quickly rises from one of the three flagpoles standing side by side on the Guanlou Tower. The flagpole is extremely high and the flag is huge. The position can be seen clearly.

The Han army's Zhenghongqi Gushan'e Zhentangtong was in the first line of shield car traffic. He had a very clear opinion about his position.

"Damn you! Bai Guangen and Liu Fangming are two bastards! They really are not things. They are talking nonsense in front of the nobles of Jianzhou, talking nonsense about how I have a way of setting up soldiers and attacking fortified positions. What a fucking piece of shit!"

He looked back resentfully at the second and third shield chariots that were at least fifty feet away from him, and Bai Guangen and Liu Fangming's men were hiding behind them: "This job is clearly for death! Wang Huan's Pao Lianni Kan and Boluo can't stop me, so I can? I'm not raised by my parents? Why should I be the first wave? Your mother!"

Complaints belong to complaints, since you are here, you can't help yourself to pick and choose, otherwise the regent may be angry and cut himself off first.

Tang Tong turned his head, squeezed his body into the crowd of soldiers, and then shouted loudly: "Hurry up! The Ming army's cannons are coming at any time, if you don't want to die, just be quicker. Hurry up, hurry up... eh?"

He saw the red flag raised.

In this era without walkie-talkies, communication basically relies on roaring, but there is another way of long-distance communication in the military, that is, semaphore and drum horns.

Different flags represent different meanings, but for Tang Tong at this time, any flag of the Ming army means ominousness to him.

He was slightly startled, the muscles on his face twitched several times in a row, then he frantically grabbed the handle of the shield cart and started pushing the cart desperately, shouting: "Push! Push! Push! The Ming army is about to fire!"

As if the accelerator was suddenly applied, his shield car suddenly protruded out of the entire wall of the shield car, and it popped out a lot. The car next to it was at first confused, but when the shouts of "The Ming army is about to open artillery" rolled over, The wall of shield chariots immediately accelerated, and the originally neat rows became turbulent and scrambling. All the soldiers were desperately moving forward. The legendary Ming army's artillery fire was so terrifying.
Seeing the oncoming group of shield vehicles running wildly like wild wolves, speeding up one after another as if their buttocks were on fire, Li Tingyu sneered and pulled a hemp rope in his hand.

The hemp rope was very long and stretched far in the mud until it reached the area where Tang Tong was about to rush to.

Tang Tong's whole body was already tense, staring at the low wall of the Ming army two hundred miles away. He counted it when he was stepping on the field before the battle. He can burn it with a fire, or jump over it. As long as he is willing to work hard, he believes that the Ming army on the opposite side will not be his opponent in melee combat.

Hurry up, faster, Tang Tong shouted in his heart. Because his whole body was focused on the shield cart, he didn't shout out and pushed the cart while holding in his breath.

The shield car is running in the wild, and the ground is bumpy and uneven. The shield car jumps up and down. It is normal to jump up and down with a stone or two.

Therefore, when the shield car jumped up again, Tang Tong was not surprised, and tried harder with his hands to push the car down.

What surprised him was that this time the car couldn't be pushed down, not only couldn't be pushed down, but it jumped higher and higher, and jumped into the air.

Along with it, his body also flew up into the sky with the shield car, as if there was a powerful giant under his feet, who grabbed his leg and threw him up. He rolled over with the air waves like a mustard, and a sharp pain came from his stomach. He wanted to lower his head to see what was going on, but he heard a loud noise, like thunder.

The world is spinning, and everything in his eyes is lost.

The Ming army fired!At the moment before the will dissipated, Tang Tong was still thinking, with regrets in his heart: he was about to rush to the trench, just a little bit, a little bit.

From the position of Bai Guangen and Liu Fangming in the back, the scene is different. They can see clearly that when the first group of shield vehicles was blasted into the sky, there was not even a puff of smoke rising from the Ming army's position. , obviously, that was not the effect of shelling.

Explosions one after another occurred on a horizontal line, like a thick wall of fire and smoke, blocking the attack of Tang Tongjun, and smashing the people who hit the wall. The human body is blown into the sky, then falls down and turns into a meat paste.

In the Qing army's formation, although they were extremely far apart, the strong wind that hit them still made Dorgon reach out to cover his face and narrow his eyes.

"What kind of firearm is this?" He asked calmly after the strong wind passed.

A general of the Han army who accompanied him waited for a while, and understood that he was the one who asked the question, and immediately replied: "This is a thunderbolt buried in the ground, covered with soil, and guided by a cable, so that water and fire cannot invade it. It was used by the Central South Army during the Battle of Baihe during the Jingnan period. It was only a prototype at first, and was later improved and developed by Governor Qi during the Wanli period. See you here."

Dorgon nodded and asked, "Do Kong Youde and Geng Jingzhong have such things in their army?"

The general said hurriedly: "This thing is complicated to make. It is extremely rare to make it so powerful. I'm afraid it will be difficult for the craftsmen in our army to make it."

The general who responded was Kong Youde's general Sun Long, who was proficient in firearms, so he was specially transferred from Guangxi to work under Dorgon's tent.

Dorgon turned his face and looked at him, his eyes flickering on his expressionless face: "I want to know why the firearms of the Ming army can still be used in rainy weather, but our red cannons can't."

(End of this chapter)