Nanming Engineer

Chapter 469 Bloodbath

Around Dorgon, except Man Dahai and a few other Jurchen generals and Mongolian prince-level nobles, the rest were sent out.

The cover-up of tens of thousands of people must be led by a general. Each banner, each Jia La, and all Niulu must have their own Ezhen Zhangjing to lead the troops.The Qing Dynasty built its country on military force, with riding and shooting as its root, and military exploits as its capital. The banner leaders were all brave men who were admired by everyone. They were officials in peacetime and generals in war. No one would let Dorgon give an order. .

Therefore, although the Kuizhou army's artillery fire is fierce, there is nothing terrible for these elite soldiers who rolled out of the sea of ​​​​corpses and blood.

The principle of seeking wealth and insurance is also effective in the Qing Dynasty.

"Could you be a little anxious?" Man Dahai murmured, but didn't say it out, only dared to slander in his heart.

It's a bit fast, not long after the battle, the whole army was buried and killed, and the crowd was drowned, which is comparable to a decisive battle.Back then in a stone, the first emperor Taiji did not dare to do such a critical battle. He had to wait until Li Zicheng and Wu Sangui were both wounded before going out to pick peaches.When armies are at war, tens of thousands of lives and deaths, what they want is "stability" in the first place, and if they are not sure, they will pour out their money, which is equivalent to throwing away all the chips in the first hand when gambling, winning or losing. Big win, lost bachelor.

Looking at Dorgon, who was staring at the front with a blank expression, Man Dahai felt a little suspended in his heart. This was the first time he had such a feeling, and he couldn't help but tighten the handle of the knife in his hand.

Dorgon, whose face was as solid as a rock without wind or waves, was actually not hard to guess what was going on in his heart.

He has no choice.

The Wuzhenchao Ha battalion, which had high hopes, had no achievements. It wanted to rely on them to suppress the Ming army's weapons and cover the frontal army's pressure, but it was killed before it even started.Looking at the slow-moving artillery battalion on the battlefield, and looking at the Ming army artillery battalion that came and went freely on the opposite side, the two judged each other.

In all fairness, Wu Zhenchao and Ha Ying were already very fast. In the past, how had they ever moved at such a desperate speed?In every battle, they slowly took their positions under heavy guards, slowly took root where the Ming army's artillery could not reach, aimed carefully, and used flaming hot iron bullets to kill the lives and fighting spirit of the Ming army. In many cases, after four or five shots, the strong city will collapse, and the strong formation will collapse.

Today I just met my opponent.

Since it can't bombard the opponent, it can only hope for speed.Using cavalry to quickly charge and seize the cannon is the first step.

If you can't take it, at least try to fight with the Ming army, so that his firearms can't be used, this is the second step.

As long as the first two steps achieve the goal, the third step will be easy. Use the most primitive and effective close combat, riding and shooting to eat this Ming army.

The Qing army has many soldiers. This is an advantage. Fools don't use it. Even if the Ming army dares to fight and can fight, it cannot be compared to ten. The Qing army has many soldiers and will be eaten by force.

Besides, if he can say that one can count as ten in front of the Jurchen warriors, isn't Wang Huan afraid of slipping his tongue?
Use human life to pile up!

Dorgon's cold face was full of violence, even if tens of thousands of lives were lost here, as long as he could kill Wang Huan and destroy this Ming army, then he would dare to conclude that there would be nothing in the world to stop the great army. The army and people who cleared the horseshoes.

This kind of boldness is exactly what Man Dahai lacks, so he is a little puzzled.

Dorgon opened his mouth and took a breath of fishy-smelling air, filled with hostility that he couldn't let go.

The sound of hooves rumbled, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

The formation of the Qing army rushed towards the white Kuizhou formation like landslides, snowfalls, and sky collapses.

The earth is trembling, the air is throbbing, and the weapons wielded are like wolves and tigers. No one in it is not excited, and the head seems to be forcibly filled with blood. There is no need to think about anything, just follow the people in front of you to roar and attack, the smell of gunpowder It spreads out in everyone's nostrils, merges in the air, and turns into a galloping invisible giant beast.

In front of the giant beast is the Kuizhou army.

Li Tingyu was shouting at the top of his voice crazily, but in the noise, no one could hear him even a few steps away. In the white military formation, there were spears like a forest and swords like a sea, facing the tsunami. The Qing troops who were also pressing forward would be shocked to the point of numbness.

This kind of numbness, if it were the Nanming army, it would be the end of the hand that would be weak and unable to hold a knife steadily.

But the Kuizhou army did not. Everyone stood in their positions. The shield bearers in the first row lowered their heads and put their shoulders against the large shield. The impact that could kill him.

Behind them, five rows of long gunners touched the ground with their gun blades facing forward, protruding from their shoulders. The hands of the gunmen were all tied with cloth strips, which were almost integrated with the gun barrels. Because of the height of the large shield, they could not see. The Qing army that rushed to the front, but this is not important.

Further back, three rows of knives and shields held the mountain-destroying crossbow in their hands, buckled the string and raised the crossbow, facing the sky at a 45-degree angle, waiting for the command to launch.

Yan Mingde and Ma Wei turned all the Shenwei cannons to face the front, and violently bombarded the charging Qing soldiers.The gunners all had knives on their bodies, and the gunners guarding the front began to shrink back, forming a denser formation.

In the gap between the artillery battalion and the infantry phalanx, two teams of white-armored cavalry swarmed out from Shiling Pass under the leadership of Li Dingguo, gradually increasing their speed, estimating the distance, and waiting for the moment when the Qing army and the infantry formation came into battle.

On the top of Shilingguan City, Wang Huan has disappeared.

Iron bullets flew horizontally, continuously creating trails of blood in the Qing army's charge formation, and each shot would take dozens of hundreds of lives and leave a place of flesh and blood.However, just like wooden pulp passing through the water waves, the bullet marks in the sea of ​​people appear in one moment and disappear in the next moment. The crowd is like a wound that will heal automatically, filling the gap that was hit, and restoring the overwhelming original state.

"Come on! Their cannons can't fire fast, and they have to wait for a long time for one shot. Move your feet faster! Faster!" Ma Guangyuan pushed behind Li Guoying's Han army's buttocks, like a butcher driving piglets to the execution ground. People shouted: "Whoever kills a Ming dog will raise his flag! Kill an official and give him half a future!"

All the soldiers of the Han army stood in front of and behind him, barking like dogs with bloody blood, and rushed forward like crazy with red eyes. Many of them even surpassed the shield chariot in front, holding their shields and wielding their knives ran to the front.

The fear of death and the lure of great rewards conquer all.

The Han army and the Han Eight Banners were in front, the cavalry was on the two wings, and the Jurchen brigade followed closely behind, forming the main force of Dorgon's all-out attack.

The two main generals of the Jurchen infantry brigade are Ao Bai and Su Le.

The two led 3000 people each, and they were the main force to attack the fortifications after the Han Eight Banners. Their task was to defeat the generals.

If you can't win like this, it's time for Man Dahai to lead the Chinese army.

On the ground of the Kuizhou Army, Chen Zhilong, the commander of the artillery team, was sweating coldly on his forehead, looking ahead nervously, waiting for the moment when Yan Mingde and Ma Wei's bird guns would sound.

He knew that the Shenwei Cannon had limited effect in the face of such crowds, and its deterrence was greater than the actual damage. To truly withstand this kind of impact, it had to rely on a large-scale killing weapon, the Thunderbolt.

The explosive package exploded and fell into the crowd, it was a flower bomb.

His right hand has been raised for a long time, holding a long knife in his hand. The knife weighs four catties and five ounces. His arm is a little weak, but he dare not put it down. Once he puts it down, it means firing a cannon. However, it would allow the Qing soldiers to take the opportunity to rush into the infantry formation.

The wet palms are sweat.

"Let me do it." Someone approached from behind, took his knife, and raised it high.

Chen Zilong was startled, and then furious: Who is so bold!Are you not afraid of military law?

Turning his head to look, his anger suddenly disappeared, and he almost jumped up in shock: "Grandpa!"

Wang Huan, with a white armor and iron helmet and a red cloak with red tassels, stared at the tide-like Qing army, held a long knife, and stood on the side of the van.

Ma Wannian was guarding him extremely nervously, holding an iron bow in his hand, holding an arrow, and a steel knife hanging on his waist, looking around cautiously.

Wang Huan looked around and saw puffs of gunpowder smoke rising from the artillery camps on both sides. Accompanied by the bang of the cannons, iron bullets were fired one after another. Yan Mingde and Ma Wei were already shooting freely. , The Qing soldiers all over the mountains and plains don't need to aim at all, they can hit anything casually, and they can hit anything.

In front of the Qing army, sawdust was flying, people were flipping over, and iron bullets were hitting them, like big stones thrown into the river, causing ripples and vortexes, and then quickly disappearing without a trace.

None of the Han soldiers who were rushing forward retreated. They wiped away the blood and flesh of their comrades splashed on their faces, stepped on the stumped limbs and broken feet of their own people, and continued to move forward without fear of death.

Wang Huan shook his head and said with emotion: "It's justifiable for the real Tartars to be so desperate. After all, they are robbers. How can they rob things if they have no blood? Hanjun, what do you think you are doing so hard?"

He was talking to himself, and even Ma Wannian, who was standing beside him, couldn't hear what he said amidst the rumbling cannon.

He shook his head a few more times, and within a short while, the people at the front of the Han army had already entered the range of Hong Tianlei.

Wang Huan paused, and waited for more people to run in. He glanced at the Thunderbolt gunners who were staring at the long knives in their hands, and slashed the knives down fiercely.

Dorgon also saw this knife in his binoculars.

He trembled slightly all over, as if the knife had been slashed on his body from the air.

"Tom tom tom!"

The sound of more than 100 thunderbolt salvos was like a dull thunder.

More than 100 medicine bags flew into the sky, and fell into the Qing army skirmishers like stones thrown by a trebuchet.

The distance of each explosive package is well estimated, neither will it affect each other, and the power of the explosive package can be maximized.

After slashing the knife, Wang Huan jumped out of the van, returned the knife to Chen Zilong, and patted him on the shoulder: "Keep beating, don't stop until you are told to stop!"

Chen Zilong nodded excitedly and took the knife.Watching Wang Huan lead the guards towards Li Tingyu's formation.

Behind him, the White Armored Soldiers and the brigade of rebels slowly pressed forward.

Is this the decisive battle?Chen Zilong thought, the next moment, he waved the knife and shouted loudly: "Fill the medicine bag! Get ready to launch!"

In the blue sky without clouds, most of it was covered by billowing gunpowder smoke.

(End of this chapter)