Nanming Engineer

Chapter 467 Artillery Battle
"Continue, continue to charge?" Man Dahai was startled by Dorgon's words, and it took a moment to realize that he is also a ruthless character. He was just suddenly lost by the Kuizhou army's artillery. Once he recovers, He changed back to his true colors as a veteran general, clasped his fists and roared, "Hey!"

He hurried back and gave orders to several Jurchen generals and Mongolian generals, and they took orders.

The huge Jurchen main formation, like a precise machine, was running at high speed, the flags were flying, and the messengers were flying back and forth, sending out strict and urgent military orders to all directions, and every soldier who received the order immediately moved Get up, and go to the battlefield according to Dorgon's wishes.

Two torrents of armor of various colors quickly gathered on the two wings, and everyone screamed.

Standing on the Guanlou Tower, Wang Huan had a panoramic view of all this. His eyelids twitched, his tightly closed lips twitched, and he leaned forward straight, pressing his hands on the stone crenel, squinting his eyes, wondering What.

A gust of wind blew away the few clouds in the sky, and the scorching sun at the end of summer was exposed without any cover.

Under the same sun, the people on both sides have different moods. Under the tense mood, one side is full of surprise and anger, and the other side is full of enthusiasm.

"Let's cheer up, and when the Qing soldiers have eaten enough, it will be our turn!" Li Tingyu, who was in the front line, read a note handed up by Wang Huan's personal guard from behind, and roared loudly. Ruo Zhonggu: "Which eggless person dares to embarrass me, I will wring his head off and use it as a chamber pot!"

The soldiers around were all his confidantes, and when they heard this, they burst into laughter: "General, then you can only pee in your crotch at night!"

"That's right, where is the Kuizhou army that has no eggs?"

Li Tingyu didn't care, these soldiers have been with him for a long time, they have never lost their chains, and they don't have a sense of humor when joking, so he waved the mountain-destroying crossbow in his hand and shouted: "It's no problem! When you win the battle, the father-in-law will reward you. I will give each of you a golden chamber pot, so that you bastards will not even be willing to urinate at night!"

The brisk atmosphere was rippling in the sun, and the soldiers laughed loudly, shouting: "Everyone can hear you, General, you must not break your promise!"

"Breaking promises? Is Lao Tzu the kind of person who doesn't keep his word?" Li Tingyu stared at the movement of the Qing army on both sides, and said, "Pay attention later, if you die, you have to kill a tartar Don't lose the face of the Kuizhou army."

Then, with a look in his eyes, he suddenly raised his voice and shouted: "Forward, raise your shield!"

The front row of white-armored soldiers raised their large shields upwards and shouted angrily in unison: "Get up!" Holding the shields in their hands.

Li Tingyu pointed the crossbow forward again, and shouted: "Attack!"

The horn trumpeter beside him puffed up his cheeks, and the suona player played the suona desperately.

Amidst the low trumpets and the loud suona, the atmosphere was condensed, and no one in the Kuizhou army spoke, and the silence was as ethereal as a mountain.

The infantry formation of 5000 people stepped forward at the same step, and the uniform footsteps sounded like one person, and the "bang bang bang" was shocking. The speed was not fast, even slow, but it was so slow that it was frightening. meaning.

The cavalry of the Qing army on the two wings had already lost their fighting spirit. More than 1000 people who rushed to the front died or were injured. The sound of cannons and explosions startled the horses, and the chaos was unbearable.

In short, although Ye Chen and Guozhu's first cavalry attack did not retreat, there was no threat.

Yan Mingde's Shenwei cannon had already turned its gun position, aiming the muzzle of the black hole at the Han army and the Han Eight Banners lined up by the Qing army's former army.

Li Guoying and other generals of the Han army were inexplicably surprised, because the distance was so close, their ears were still "rumbling", as if hundreds of elephants were running past in their ears, and the strong wind from the explosion of thunder could blow them all the way. Looking at the wall of flames and smoke that devoured the ferocious Mongolian cavalry and Jurchen cavalry, their legs trembled a little.

Looking back, the heavy artillery battalion of the Qing Dynasty is still moving behind like a snail. It seems unrealistic to rely on them to fight the Ming army.

Li Guoying sent someone to ask Ma Guangyuan behind for instructions. Should he retreat a little? The Ming army's weapons were fierce, wait for the heavy artillery battalion to come up, and then charge forward together?

Ma Guangyuan replied with two words: "Hold on!"

Keep it?Are you waiting here to be shot like a fool?Li Guoying scolded on the spot, swearing profanely, and he was not afraid that Ma Guangyuan would hear it, since everyone would not live long anyway.At this time, he regretted the joy of seeing the Ming army switch and go out of the city at first. Maybe the Ming army shrank inside the pass, which is worth celebrating.

In fact, Ma Guangyuan was helpless. Dorgon's order had not been changed, so he dared not back down.Moreover, he is very confident about the combat power of the Qing army. As long as he survives the artillery of the Ming army, the Qing army will have a better chance of winning this battle.

Sun Long was exhausted. He got off his horse and pushed the cannon in red. When he passed some uneven ground, he didn't have enough wood in a hurry. effort.

Unfortunately, the cannon was really heavy, and several bullocks were beaten until they were foaming. They could only drag the heavy cannon slowly. Seeing that the cavalry were beaten and couldn't find their way, the red cannon was far away from the target ground.

Panting for breath, Sun Long looked at Chagu on the other side of the battlefield. Chagu's progress was about the same as this side, even a little behind.From such a distance, one can faintly see Chagu waving a whip and cursing loudly, presumably, he is also very angry and frightened.

If the errand is not done well, will the regent send someone to kill him, and then let the deputy general take over, just like what Huang Taiji did in Liaodong?
Just thinking about it, a prince's personal soldier in bright yellow armor really came from afar.

Fortunately, he came to deliver a message.

"The Regent has an order!" The soldier said to Sun Long with no expression on his face: "Order Wu Zhenchao's Pao Battalion to set up artillery on the spot, shell the Ming army, and cover the cavalry brigade! There must be no mistakes!"

At the end, I added a sentence: "Those who delay will be killed!"

Sun Longruo agreed and gave a wry smile.

Shoot on the spot?Hit a fart!

After sending off the messengers, the lieutenants gathered around and asked Sun Long in disgrace, "How can we fight so far away?"

"How to fight? Add more gunpowder, change to smaller shells, and stuff them tightly with clothes."

"That won't work either. It can't be beaten."

"Then add more gunpowder." Sun Long gritted his teeth: "Add until the end!"

The lieutenants were speechless, Sun Long was obviously driven crazy, and he could do such an unreasonable thing, but after thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is no other way, he must not disobey the order of the regent!

So the artillery camp stopped. The artillerymen went around to find some stones to lay the ground, and hurriedly compacted the ground. They shouted slogans and set up the artillery in the shortest time. The carriages behind rushed to bring the shells and gunpowder, and everyone got on together. Beforehand, make preparations at every turn.

Sun Long took a look ahead. The infantry formation of the Ming army was slowly moving forward amidst the sound of drums and horns, getting closer and closer to the former army of the Qing army.

An ominous thought arose in his heart. Given the style of the Ming army, it seems that this kind of infantry battle should not be prepared without artillery fire before the battle.

As soon as I thought of this, the sound of the cannon arrived.

The bronze cannons in the artillery formation of the Ming army fired, and with several roars in succession, several iron bullets flew over and smashed into the front formation of the Qing army.

Like a wild boar scurrying into a wheat field, several straight lines plowed through layers of human walls like waves and waves, entering from one end and exiting from the other end unstoppably, leaving a ground of flesh and blood.

The stumped limbs of the dead and the screams of the wounded were everywhere, and the place where the iron bullets rolled over was like a passage of flesh and blood, no matter how strong soldiers could hold it.

The formation of the Han army collapsed in an instant, and the uninjured people closest to the passage of flesh and blood yelled with pale faces first, running around like crazy, bumping into the people around them, panic spread like a plague, and infected everyone Alone, Li Guoying desperately ordered, but to no avail.

Ma Guangyuan's Han Banners were a little tougher. Although they were also beaten in a daze, they were not chaotic. He immediately swung his knife to suppress them, killed a few fleeing people, and used violence to maintain the army formation.

The turmoil of the former army made Sun Long even more palpitating. He turned his head, pushed the gunner away, grabbed the large horn that contained the gunpowder, and doubled the amount with trembling hands.

An old gunner stared straight at the eyes, and said with trembling lips: "General, this, this is too much, too much."

"A lot of farts!" Sun Long roared violently: "It's not enough! Is it enough to beat you? If you can't beat the Regent, look at your head! Look at your head!"

The gunner didn't dare to speak, stammered and retreated to a distance.

Sun Long's eyes were red, and he handed the torch to a gunner: "Here, go light it."

The gunner hesitated to take it, staring at the gunpowder in the fire door, unable to take a step.

Sun Long slashed his hand, knocked down the gunner, and called another gunner: "Here, you go!"

The gunner's legs were weak, he took the torch tremblingly, walked to the gun position as if he was going all out, closed his eyes, and brought the torch closer to the gun body.

Sun Long ran far away before turning around to look.

"Boom!" The sound was thunderous, like a meteorite falling to the ground.

Sun Long stood there in a daze, as if mourning his concubine.

Bomb exploded.

Unsurprisingly, the chamber exploded. The red cannon of the Qing Dynasty, which claims to have never exploded, exploded.

Double the amount of black powder was added to almost fill the gun door. The iron cannon made of thousands of kilograms of fine iron was blasted alive, and the wreckage of the cannon body flew around. The steer was blown up into a torn ghost, which was more tragic than the thunder of the Ming army.

Just by blowing up the chamber and losing a valuable cannon, Dorgon could have his head chopped off.

(End of this chapter)