Nanming Engineer

Chapter 464 The First Wave of Shells

At the Shiling Pass a few miles away from Sun Long, Wang Huan held up the binoculars and watched the Qing army's two wings pushing the red cannons rolling in the mud. After watching for a while, he moved to the direction of the formation and aimed I looked at Dorgon, but found that the Qing army was like a wave, and the flag was like a vast ocean. Although Dorgon's king's flag was conspicuous, it was submerged in the army and could not be seen.

Wang Huan put down the mirror resentfully, and felt sorry for not being able to give Dorgon the middle finger again.

"Is Dorgon self-taught? He actually understands the principle that whoever occupies the favorable position first will gain the upper hand when both sides have artillery?" He also wanted to get ahead of us, how did he know what to do?"

Artillery counter-bombing tactics were extremely important in the [-]th century when infantry lined up and shot to death. Whoever can suppress the opponent's artillery is basically the prerequisite for victory in a battle. Of course Wang Huan, who came later, knew it, but in this era It's a little surprising that Dorgon knew it.

Li Dingguo watched the development of the battle ahead with a solemn expression, and responded casually: "The Tatars gained experience in using firearms when they were outside the pass. Over the years, they have gained some experience. In addition, after the Dengzhou soldiers took refuge, there were a large number of skilled and experienced gunners. The gunsmith followed and knows some artillery battalion tactics, so it shouldn’t be a surprise.”

Wang Huan blinked and said to himself: "Really? It turns out that the wisdom of the ancients is not as simple as imagined."

Li Dingguo gave him a strange look, but he didn't understand, so he couldn't speak.

But Wang Huan laughed, pointed his hand, and said, "Dorgon knows what to do, but he can't do it! Look, his cannon is as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the ruts are so deep that it can sink into a person's calf." , how to run fast on the battlefield?"

Li Dingguo took the binoculars in his hand, looked at it for a while, and said, "He can't do anything about it. The red cannon was originally the Ming's red barbarian cannon. After the Tartars improved it, it became much stronger. The iron used is all high-quality. Iron is naturally heavy. In addition, the gun mounts are all made of iron and wood. In order to prevent damage from shifting when firing, they are also made strong enough. I am afraid that the materials used will be less. Of course, it is heavier. A gun adds up to two thousand catties. There are also some, and it is indeed laborious for the Tartars to carry them."

Wang Huan nodded: "The casting methods and raw materials of our Shenwei cannon are quite different from those of the Tartars. The cannon mount is lighter and more advanced. Although it is also heavy, it is far easier to move than the iron lump. In this battle, if Dorgon If he wants to play tricks with us on this, he probably miscalculated."

Li Dingguo said with a smile: "Nikan's defeat has had a profound impact on the Tatars. After all, it is a defeat that has not been encountered in many years. Besides, your lord's tactics are novel, and you are proficient in using firearms. Dorgon wants to use the same method and return it to him. It's normal, he probably thought that since adults can do this, so can he. After all, fighting depends on soldiers, and the soldiers of the Tartars are much stronger than the Ming Dynasty's army in every respect. Dorgon is I won't admit defeat."

He paused, and added: "But he didn't expect that our Kuizhou army is not the Ming Dynasty's official army."

Wang Huan grabbed the binoculars, looked forward for a while, narrowed his eyes, and said to Li Dingguo: "The Tartar cavalry has also moved, probably because they saw that our artillery was going fast, and wanted to find time to attack our artillery formation. You lead the team to take precautions, after all, the cavalry full of Eight Banners are less afraid of death than the Mongols, if the bird can't stop it, it will be troublesome."

Li Dingguo put away his smiling face, raised his sword eyebrows, and said loudly: "The general obeys orders!" He lifted his cloak and strode away.

On the opposite side, Ye Chen and Guozhu's two cavalry were indeed thinking about this idea.

The infantry and artillery of the Ming army were basically advancing at the same speed, which was much faster than the Qing army's former army, which was dragged down by the slow artillery battalion. When the Qing army was still trekking hard, Ming The army has reached the middle of the battlefield and began to stand still and prepare for battle.

Everyone knows that with their buttocks, the next step, the Ming army can use the erected cannons to bombard the Qing army's formation squeezed into several dense squares at any time.

This kind of combat method has never been encountered before. The two armies confront each other. Except for siege warfare, the threat of large firearms to infantry has not been considered. Cannons, hundreds of tigers rushing together, etc., firstly, the shooting range is very short, and secondly, the shooting frequency is slow, and it will be gone after firing. It will take a long time to fire again. At this time, the infantry of the Qing army can charge Go up and chop with a knife, not to mention the cavalry who come and go like the wind.

Therefore, Wang Huan's firearms were a subversion of the fighting methods of the Qing army, and Dorgon was crossing the river by feeling the stones.

Seeing that the Ming army had come to a standstill, the infantry began to set up shields, the musketeers held their guns, and the pikemen raised their three-foot-long hooks and sickles to reject carbine guns. After stopping at the position, the gunners came and went to pick off the pack horses, carry the shells, and set up a brazier, which almost ignited the fire.

The brave and invincible Wuzhenchao Hapao Battalion of the Qing army is still taking small steps on the road.

Dorgon was about to explode.

The 3 former army, the [-] Han army, and the [-] Han Eight Banners were so nakedly exposed to the guns of the Ming army.

Although the Ming army's iron bullets could not hit the Chinese army at this distance, whether the 3 people can hold on under the fire of the ten-jin heavy iron bullet artillery is a question that absolutely does not need to be considered.

They are bound to crash.

The Ming army must be restrained.

So Ye Chen and Guozhu on both wings became the only choices.

Dorgon's order quickly reached the hands of the two cavalry generals, and the two did not hesitate. The most elite cavalrymen of the Mongolian Eight Banners and the Manchu Eight Banners were here. Horses were as strong as tigers, knights as dragons, and there was no opponent they couldn't deal with. How mighty the Guanning Iron Cavalry of the Great Ming Dynasty was back then, if they fought against them, they would only be defeated.

"Boys! Follow me to kill the enemy!" Ye Chen and Guozhu pulled out the throwing axes and javelins on their backs and hung them on their waists. This is a sharp weapon for close-range killing. of.

Behind them, the Mongol and the Jurchen yelled, shouted and waved their weapons, kicking the horse's belly, hitting the horse's buttocks, and slowly increasing the speed of the mount.

Two strands of gray smoke rose from the ground, like two giant dragons baring their teeth and waving their claws, roaring forward, their indomitable posture was enough to tear apart everything in its path.

Ye Chen and Guozhu rushed in the first row. They were full of confidence. The blood of the warriors boiled in their bodies, and their eyes were full of desire for killing and victory. , In exchange for one's own future, this is the right way for a man to run rampant in the world and gain fame for thousands of years!
If Nikan was here, he would find that Dorgon's tactics were exactly the same as when he was defeated.

The cavalry attacked the two wings and restrained the opponent's artillery battalion, and it was best to capture it; the frontal infantry advanced and pushed horizontally with an unstoppable force, breaking the front army.

the same.

The slight difference is that this time the Ming army fired earlier.

As a former army general, Li Tingyu stared at the Qing cavalry galloping on both wings and waved his hand fiercely.

Twenty divine cannons, like twenty angry dragons, spewed out twenty scorching fires, and emitted twenty iron bullets that could destroy everything.

The iron bullets filled with gunpowder rolled away, almost without any parabola, and pierced straight through the formation of cavalry two miles away. The muzzle of the Kuizhou army was placed very low, almost direct fire.

Ye Chen felt a wall of smoke rising in the distance in front of his eyes, and he felt that something was wrong immediately, and he said: "The Ming army fired!" A pot of boiling water was splashed on his right arm.

After the heat flow passed, the eardrums could feel the thundering cannon, the rumbling sound was like a thunderclap, as if countless people were holding a gong and knocking vigorously in his ears at the same time, almost making him faint.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, the blood gushed out, it was salty and painful, it made him suddenly clear, and he looked down, his right arm was fine, and the cotton armor was not damaged either, it should be a scald caused by an iron bullet passing over the right side .

His ears were still temporarily deaf, and he couldn't hear any sound. He frowned and turned his head back to see how the situation was.

His eyes widened.

The cavalry following densely turned into a few sparse figures, a large number of people and horses fell to the ground, rolling all over the ground, blood and flesh splashed on the ground, dead people and horses were everywhere, corpses became obstacles, The people behind were not hit, they were tripped to the ground, and the whole formation was in chaos.

The horses startled by the sound of the guns jumped around, some of the riders were knocked down, trampled into meat, and more riders were struggling in circles, trying to appease them.

The injured man fell to the ground, howling in pain, and being more clever, he was desperately rolling to avoid the horseshoes of the latecomers, yelling and cursing loudly.

But Ye Chen couldn't hear it.

He shook his head vigorously and rubbed his ear with another hand, but he still couldn't hear.

If you can't hear it, you can't hear it. Ye Chen turned his head and stared at the Ming army in the distance with hatred eyes. How far is it?More than one mile?
A few hundred steps away, rush over and cut them down!Avenge the boys!

Ye Chen's eyes were red, like a she-wolf whose cubs were killed by a hunter, the red blood almost turned into flying arrows and shot out. He raised his compound bow and threw a mace arrow with all his strength. , at such a distance, he didn't care whether he could shoot or not, he threw down the bow and arrow, took a throwing ax in his hand, and kicked the horse's belly with both legs desperately, trying to speed up as much as possible.

Kill Minggou!
(End of this chapter)