The back door of my house can last until the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 166 A crushing defeat

Was the Ming army strong at the end of Ming Dynasty?
There has been a lot of debate on this issue.

There is no doubt that when the slaves entered the Central Plains, the main force going south was the Ming army who surrendered to the slaves in batches.

At the beginning of the war, these Ming troops could be described as incompetent. They were invincible after changing their masters. The reason for this was the different treatment.

At the beginning of the founding of slaves and entering the Central Plains, they cooperated with these Ming army leaders.

Whether it is Kong Youde or Wu Sangui, most of them are like this.

Soldiers of the Ming army can still fight.

It's just that, due to various reasons, the military discipline has been corrupted and the combat effectiveness has been lost.

Military leaders in Liaodong and all over the country deducted military pay and took pleasure in enslaving soldiers.

It is really a joke to expect a group of beggars to win the battle.

The current situation is really too normal.

It was originally a loose association formed by a group of people with ulterior motives. It is ridiculous to expect them to work hard.

As time goes by day by day, autumn is getting stronger and stronger.

The god of death also came to them.

In the 12th year of Chongzhen, at the beginning of August, this day is no different from usual.

The only difference is the heavy fog today.

There was a vast expanse of whiteness, and visibility was poor.

Standing on the city wall, Zhao Dading held a telescope and looked out of the city.

There was hardly anything to be seen, except for the outline of the Ming army barracks, the rest could not be seen clearly.

"General, my lord's military orders!"

A staff officer hurried up from under the city wall, holding a military order from Sun Jie in his hand.

Zhao Dading received the military order, and the above content was very simple: "Choose the opportunity to bombard the officers and soldiers until they are defeated!"

Just one sentence made Zhao Dading's eyes bright.

Looking at the staff officer beside him, he shouted: "Pass my military order, after the fog clears outside the city, bombard the Ming army outside the city until they are defeated!"

With the order issued, cheers resounded from the top of the city.

In order to make the battle go smoothly, Zhao Dading stayed on the city wall all day.

However, today's fog is really weird, and it has been permeating and not dissipating.

It's strange to say that in this autumn, Shaanxi, which is still arid, suddenly came with fog.

The hard work paid off, and when night fell, the fog gradually dissipated.

In the middle of the night, the smell of meat wafted from the city.

That strong smell wafted far away in the night sky, and even the Ming army outside the city could smell it.

This is the sign before the attack.

However, most of these Ming soldiers are still gnawing their bones in their dreams.

The moon in the sky is lying on the ground, and a scorching sun is brewing under the horizon.

For the Ming army, this day was no different.

Soldiers in the army are scattered and doing nothing.

Those civilians in the army became the targets of bullying by these officers and soldiers.

The prostitutes in the army yelled and drank in the barracks in groups of three or four, either deceiving others for fun, or playing money for fun.

It seems that he can live a carefree life all the time.

If someone asks, when will the general attack?
What you get in exchange must be nonsense like "war is not a trivial matter, and we should consider it in the long run".

In the early morning of this day, after Wu Sangui had breakfast, as usual, before arriving at the barracks, he looked at the city wall in front of him.

His eyes are full of greed. Although his ability is poor, it does not hinder his greed in the slightest.

"What a wonderful city, it would be great if it could be taken down!" Wu Sangui smiled.

"Bang bang bang!"

Suddenly, several streams of white smoke burst out from the top of the city, and immediately after that, several streams of white smoke burst out.

The sound of the cannon broke the smile on his face!

"what is this?"

Wu Sangui panicked for no reason, staring at the black objects in the sky.

His eyes couldn't follow the black object that traced a perfect parabola.

Before he could react, a violent explosion came from behind.

"It's a cannon!"

Wu Sangui screamed.

Anyway, he is also the leader of the army. If he doesn't know what this is, he is really an idiot.

"How can this cannon hit so far? How can this cannon hit so far?"

Looking at the city head tremblingly, his face was full of horror.

A more terrifying thought emerged from the depths of my mind.

"That is to say, on the Tongguan side, Sun Bandit's artillery has always been able to hit this far.

Since you have been able to hit this far all the time, why wait until now?There is a conspiracy here! "

He suddenly turned his head and looked behind him, his eyes crossed the Yellow River and came to the east bank.

"Could it be."

A bold and terrifying idea was deeply rooted in his mind.

"No, it's impossible, it's impossible!"

Wu Sangui shook his head frantically, unwilling to believe it.

The sun rose a few minutes in the sky, completely illuminating the earth.

This mother of all things would not sympathize with fighting on the ground.

"Aim at the barracks, fire artillery, orders from adults, countless bombings!"

Zhao Dading on the top of the city raised the waist knife in his hand high, pointed at the Ming army barracks in front, and shouted loudly.

"Oh!"

A gas tank cannon soared into the sky, and that bulky body looked very slow in mid-air, but within a short breath, it landed in a tent.

Soldiers in the camp are gathering to play money.

On a low table were broken bowls and carved wooden dice.

More than a dozen soldiers in neat armor gathered in front of the table, shouting words like "big big, little little".

These soldiers are the servants of the military leaders.

The soldiers who can live in the tents are basically the direct descendants of the military leaders.

No matter where the miscellaneous soldiers and the people who come here will have camps, it is not bad to have a handful of straw when they sleep at night.

The already patched tents couldn't stop this huge shell.

A huge blue canned object passed through the ceiling without any mistakes, and hit the table in front of them.

Before they could react, the shell exploded the moment it touched.

"boom!"

The flames rose, and the tent was erased from the ground abruptly. The people inside were still immersed in the short-term pleasure brought by playing with money just before disappearing.

The camps of the Ming army were very distinctive, with the main general at the center and gradually dispersed according to the degree of direct lineage of the soldiers.

The most middle position is often a contiguous tent.

This is tantamount to saying directly to the artillery on the top of the city that we are here.

The artillerymen called the contiguous tents one by one.

The rumble of cannons and the flames completely disrupted the Ming army.

In just one round, many soldiers couldn't hold back and ran back.

It is better to expect a sow to climb a tree than to expect a mob to attack under artillery fire.

The worst one was Zuo Liangyu.

This guy is not a good person. Since he raised his army, the people who died at his hands are almost on par with Jiannu.

In the 15th year of Chongzhen, his mentor Hou Xun was appointed by Chongzhen as the Minister of the Ministry of War. Governor Baoding and other seven towns were responsible for controlling Zuo Liangyu's soldiers.

At that time, Zuo Liangyu had grown up and was not under the control of Chongzhen.

Only this Hou Xun can control him.

Hou Xun was also a ruthless person, using various excuses to ask Chongzhen for military pay.

Chongzhen was forced to have no choice but to pinch his nose and admit it.

He tried his best to scrape together 50 taels of silver as military pay to relieve Zuo Liangyu's need for no pay.

It's a pity that it is a mirror of water and a mirror of the moon, which was invaded and swallowed by various ministries.

Later, Zuo Liangyu and Li Zicheng fought in Zhuxian Town and returned in a big defeat. Fearing that Chongzhen would be held accountable, they sent troops to plunder Wuchang.

Seizing grain and plundering people, forcibly burned a large town to the ground.

He retreated all the way and robbed all the way, but he was pulled out of the "20" army.

Later, because of the uneven distribution of spoils with the Nanming court, he rebelled in the name of "the side of the Qing emperor" and punished Ma Shiying.

Before leaving, the soldiers burned and looted Jiujiang City as their old nest.

Since then, Jiujiang City has turned into a white ground, with corpses borrowed from the sky, and lonely souls and wild ghosts haunting the wild.

This person's cruelty to the common people is rare in the world.

It was also because of his internal strife that Jiannu took the opportunity to go south.

The demise of Zuo Liangyu and Nanming had a direct reason.

Repeated crimes are too numerous to list.

However, this time, good luck did not miss him.

After playing and singing for a long time last night, my waist and knees were weak and I was very tired.

When repeated artillery fire woke him up from his sleep, a rocket bomb landed in the tent.

Although he was not killed on the spot, the flames from the explosion surrounded him.

The best quilt wrapped around his body became an "accomplice" and burned on his skin.

Amidst the bursts of wailing, this executioner-like figure turned into a ball of black charcoal.

To put it bluntly, the generals entrenched outside Tongguan would kill each other without any injustice.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the moral decline of civil servants and generals is rare in the world.

From civil servants to military generals, to Tartar slaves, there is no one good thing.

The old guy Hong Chengchou was the first to react.

He had experienced how powerful Sun Jie was. Seeing that the situation was not right, he ran away, faster than a rabbit.

It's a pity that Sun Jie has long been waiting on the opposite side.

Wu Sangui had never seen this kind of artillery before. They were so far apart and so powerful. After being bombarded wildly, he completely panicked.

With a few personal soldiers, they ran around in the barracks.

He wanted to gather soldiers and horses, but he couldn't find them at all.

There was a flash of fire to the left, and the shockwave from the explosion knocked him down.

As soon as he got up, broken flesh and blood fell from the sky.

Such a scene has never been seen even in dreams.

"Run, protect me and run!"

Wu Sangui hurriedly got up from the ground, let go of his girl and ran forward.

That posture makes anyone look ashamed.

An old man with dark complexion and staggering steps chased after him, shouting as he ran, "Ah Gui, Ah Gui, wait for me, wait for me!"

Wu Sangui may or may not have heard it.

He just paused for a moment, then picked up his speed again.

Back then, he "champened the three armies bravely" and rescued his father from the enemy group. Wu Sangui, who was "famous for his pure filial piety" on his body, didn't even dare to turn his head at this time.

"You bastard, can't you really hear me? I should have drowned you in the urinal!"

Wu Xiang tripped over a broken corpse and turned over several times on the ground.

After standing up, where is Wu Sangui's shadow?

He could only look at the direction Wu Sangui left, and cursed loudly.

For a while, tears flowed freely, and my heart was extremely sad.

Under the guard of his own soldiers, Zu Dashou ran wildly on his two legs.

The war horse didn't know where it was scared for a long time, and now it can only rely on two legs.

The commander-in-chief with the world's elite in his hands is now in a state of embarrassment.

Even during the Dalinghe battle, it was not as desolate as it is today.

The waist knife in his hand was swinging like a wild wind, but he had all the strength and didn't know how to use it.

The knife slashed randomly in mid-air, venting the anger in his heart out of thin air.

He was defeated without even seeing the enemy, and the defeat was so miserable.

No wonder, people as strong as Huang Taiji can't get any benefits.

Suddenly I feel a little stupid, why are you meddling in this matter?
I was thinking wildly in my heart when a shell landed beside me.

"boom!"

The huge explosion made him temporarily deaf, followed by an orange-red flame that filled his vision.

Before there was any reaction, the whole person flew out backwards.

After falling heavily to the ground, he put his hands on the ground and tried to stand up.

However, he couldn't control his legs.

When the "little stars" in front of him disappeared, he realized that his left leg had disappeared completely from under his knee.

"what!!!"

Desperate screams resounded throughout the world.

When has such a battle been fought?
A black object descended from the sky, paving the way.

Half of his body, he was knocked out directly.

Scenes like this can be heard endlessly on the battlefield, emerging in endlessly.

Asymmetrical combat is just that brutal.

Leading the world for hundreds of years, the huge generation gap is an insurmountable gap for them.

Zhao Dading on the top of the city looked at the overwhelming flames outside the city and the retreating Ming army, and sighed: "I don't know who gave them the confidence. Dare to come to fight Tongguan. It's courageous!"

The artillery fire did not last long, only half a day.

Taking prisoners is what kills the most time.

Sun Jie blocked the retreat of the defeated army behind the Ming army. If he killed him, he would definitely keep all the nearly 20 people here.

But most of these defeated soldiers were ordinary people who had been coerced into the group and those beggar-like guard soldiers.

It's not the most sinful generation, there is no need to die endlessly.

Therefore, Sun Jie selectively let these rout soldiers go, and tried his best to block those rout soldiers with well-equipped generals and round bodies.

The identity of the rout soldiers is easy to identify. The skinny people are basically ordinary people who have been coerced into the gang and beggar soldiers in the guards.

Those fat or burly and well-equipped soldiers must be the servants of the military leaders.

Even though these people had changed into beggar soldiers' clothes, the difference in body shape could not be concealed.

At the command post, Sun Jie controlled a drone, watching the scene of the rout, he sighed with emotion: "These people are too courageous, they are less than a catty, and dare to come over and threaten me? "

Shaking his head, he put down the control handle in his hand, and turned to look at Yang Lin behind him.

"Electricly ordered Zhao Dading to send troops to capture the prisoners.

Pay attention to identifying ordinary people and guard soldiers. These people are basically cannon fodder and can be treated as ordinary people. As for the big and small military leaders and their servants, they will be detained separately. "

Sun Jie gave orders methodically.

Yang Lin memorized all these words, turned around and went into the tent of the command post, and conveyed Sun Jie's order through the radio.

Compared with the Ming army at Tongguan, Huang Taiji is much smarter.

He let soldiers from Horqin and other Mongolian tribes tentatively attack Zhenqiangsuo.

The result is like hitting a stone with an egg, not only has no effect, but also has serious damage.

Originally thought that the defenders here were just ordinary Ming troops.

Unexpectedly, it has been replaced by Sun Jie's soldiers.

He still didn't believe in evil, so he changed places.

The result was no different, it was still the same as what I met in Zhenqiang before.

The autumn wind was bleak, and in this crisp autumn weather, Huang Taiji didn't feel cool, and even felt a little restless.

"This Sun Jie, did he take down the entire Yansui Town? Where did he get so many soldiers?"

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