The heavens start from saving Daming

Chapter 51 Appetizers
A fire broke out in Songshan Castle, and thick black smoke shot straight into the sky.

The fire spread quickly, and within a short time, it seemed that the entire Songshan Fort was enveloped in fireworks.

Many cannon fodder who rushed into the castle fled out in a panic.

The cannon fodder who lived a life worse than pigs and dogs in the camp of the dead was trying to survive, not die.

Under the fire, the instinctive reaction is to run away.

A large number of Tartars took the opportunity to rush out, driving the cannon fodder all the way out of the gap.

The Ming army's artillery, which was less than a hundred steps away, erupted again without hesitation. Hundreds of small iron beads rushed out, directly knocking down the Tartars and cannon fodder in pieces.

The gunfire soldiers who suppressed the shooting also fired one after another, and the dense bullets turned the gap into a purgatory on earth.

The corpses of the Tartars and the cannon fodder were layered on top of each other, like the entrance to purgatory for the Ghost Festival.

But soon, more Tartars rode on horses, and the corpses trampled on the ground by iron hooves poured out across the gap.

The one rushing to the front was Dege, who was tightly protected by the Ba Yala.

His battle experience is very rich. First, he throws out a group of people to attract the Ming army's artillery fire, and then rushes out while the firearms are reloaded.

In the past, when facing Ming army weapons in field battles, they always responded in this way.

It can be said that it has done its best in terms of tactics.

But it's just tactics.

From a strategic point of view, the Dege army is already in a dead end, and the only thing they can fight for is to achieve greater results before they perish.

The choice of the Dege class is to go straight to the big banner several miles away.

If a miracle can happen, then kill or force the emperor of Ming Dynasty to retreat, which will lead to the collapse of the Ming army, and there may be a one in ten thousand chance of escaping.

However, the sound of the firecrackers rang out again, but it completely wiped out the delusion of the Dege class.

"how is this possible?!"

A large area suddenly fell around the Dege class. He stared in disbelief, and looked at the phalanx of the Ming army's firearms not far away, "How can the firearms of the Ming army fire so fast?"

In the past, the peak shooting speed of the firecrackers of the Ming army was the Zhejiang soldiers. During the bloody battle in Hunhe, they left a very deep impression on the Tartars.

But the firing speed of the Ming army in front of them is even faster than that of the Zhejiang soldiers back then!

The Dege class feels unbelievable, but the reason is actually very simple, Li Yunze upgraded the quality of the firecracker.

The emergence of paper-shell fixed charges has greatly increased the rate of fire.

What's more, the long-term and rigorous training has also greatly improved the quality of the Ming army's gunfire soldiers.

In the past, the firecrackers of the Ming army usually crackled and fired from a distance in field battles, and it was difficult to achieve any effect.

On the one hand, the lack of training and low morale, on the other hand, the poor quality of firearms, holding them in their hands is like a hot potato, and they just want to throw them away.

But Shenjiying has made up for all kinds of shortcomings. Although there are still various problems, but in general, it is completely different.

What frightened the Dege class even more was that the artillery that had been fired before, with the assistance of rubber tires, quickly turned the muzzle and pointed it over.

Zheng Sihai was originally a rural villager in Yongping Prefecture, North Zhili Province. There were only a few acres of Susukida in his family, and there were three older brothers who couldn't marry wives. Life was extremely difficult.

When Jingying was recruiting recruits in various prefectures in Northern Zhili, he had successfully enlisted because he had eavesdropped outside the window of a private school for several years and could barely write his own name.

Settlement Fee helped the eldest brother Zheng Yishan marry a wife, and with the monthly salary saved after enlisting in the army, he helped the second brother Zheng Erhe and the third brother Zheng Sanhu marry their wives.

When he went back to his hometown to visit his relatives, the family had already built a new house, and because he was in the Beijing camp, he was able to lease a hundred acres of land from Huangzhuang first.

The family is already talking about a wife for him, and after the battle is over, he can go home and marry a wife.

The father, who could not afford to support four sons in the past, became angry, and he must tell the promising Xiaosi a beautiful wife.

'My son is a soldier of the Beijing camp! ' These are the words that Father Zheng often talks about.

The sergeant who used to have a low status in Ming Dynasty has finally raised his social status.

Today's days are unimaginable when we were poor in the past.

When the battalion generals gather every day, they will say that these good days are given to the big guys by the emperor, and the big guys must listen to the emperor's words in the future.

Zheng Sihai deeply agrees with this.

Now the emperor asks them to beat those Tartars to death, so it's okay to beat them to death.

Suppressing the pungent and choking gunpowder, he took out the cardboard shell fixed charge from the bag hanging on the waist loop and stuffed it into the firecracker as he did during training on weekdays, followed by putting in the projectile and using the purge rod Press tight.

"One, two, three." After pounding three times, Zheng Sihai took out the cleaning rod and hung it back, listened to the roar of the general, raised the firecracker, and fired at the disordered Tartars a hundred paces away.

Amid another dense crackling sound, Zheng Sihai heard the screams of his fellow villager Chen Erxi not far away.

Subconsciously looking over, Chen Erxi had already fallen to the ground, and the second half of the firecracker in his hand had been exploded.

After rigorous training, Zheng Sihai knew that it was because Erxi had put in too much medicine, or simply forgot to take out the cleaning rod.

"Erxi hasn't married a wife yet"

Before the thoughts in my mind were finished, the general roar came again, "Bomb!"

The habit brought about by long-term rigorous training forced Zheng Sihai to repeat the movements he had practiced countless times, and took out a cloth stick to clear his chest.

After many rounds of shooting, the total roar finally changed to "Stop, put the knife on!"

Picking up the buckle bayonet hanging from the waistband, stuck it at the muzzle of the gun, "Come forward!"

Zheng Sihai and his companions lined up in a tight queue, and with the sound of drums and the general's roar, they walked out of the gunpowder area step by step, and walked straight to the corpses all over the ground.

The corpses of people and horses were everywhere. Most of the Tartars were dead, but some wounded fell to the ground and howled.

"prick!"

Rows of bayonets passed by, and they were all mended, whether they were dead or alive.

Some Tartar wounded soldiers crawled back screaming, crying and begging for mercy so shrill that it broke one's heart.

It can be seen that under long-term training, the gunners of the Ming Army mechanically follow the drums and the shouts of the generals.

"I'm Big Kim Belle."

At Zheng Sihai's feet, a Tartar wearing a blue armor with his legs pressed under the dead horse screamed "Forgive!"

'Pfft! '

Zheng Sihai, with a pale complexion, drew out his bayonet and moved forward again. His big feet in leather boots stepped on the Tartar who claimed to be Baylor, and continued with his work.

"Long live."

Man Gui, who rode his horse, got off his horse and quickly came to Li Yunze to salute, "The battlefield has been counted. A total of 330 people have been captured in this battle. There should be some in Songshan Fort, but the fire is too big now. Can't get in."

"If you can't go in, don't go in."

Clapping his hands and standing up from the saddle, Li Yunze glanced at the Songshan Fort that had been engulfed in flames, then turned and walked towards the horses, "Leave a battalion of men and horses to clean them up, take the head flag back and place it by the river for the Tartars to see clearly."

"According to the order!"

"Long live Congratulations, this battle is complete!"

"Complete victory?" Li Yunze, who got on his horse skillfully, raised his finger and shook it. "It's just an appetizer."

"Tenth brother." Huang Taiji on horseback wobbled and almost fell off.

People around hurried forward to support "Da Khan's mourning."

Huang Taiji, who was holding the binoculars tightly, his eyes were about to burst, "Ben Khan must avenge the tenth brother!"

He's not acting, it's really heartbreaking.

Now that Houjin is facing an unprecedented crisis, every bannerman and every relative is a help.

However, there are more than 2000 horses in the Zhenglan Banner, and they are all piled up in a conspicuous place on the opposite bank at this time. Most of them are real Tartars, so how can we not feel heartbroken.

"Old Ba, this is not right."

The dignified Daishan said, "Xiao Shi sent troops to go around. This matter is extremely confidential. How did the other party know? Can he accurately catch the whereabouts and eat it in one bite, and can't even run away?"

After rearranging his emotions, Huang Taiji nodded vigorously, "Second brother said yes. Suke Saha, do you have any news from the friend on the other side?"

"Big Khan, the news was just sent over there, saying that on the night when Ten Baylor sent troops, Minggou took advantage of the night to mobilize the army to go south."

"Someone must have leaked the news!"

Mang Gurtai, the owner of the Zhenglan Banner, was furious, "I'm going to kill him!"

Dege and the others were all soldiers of the Zhenglan Banner, so the loss was naturally on his shoulders, so how could he not be angry.

"This matter should be strictly investigated." Huang Taiji, who had always used intelligence warfare to attack the Ming army, did not expect to be beaten by the Ming army in turn, glared at Su Kesaha, "Leave it to you." , must be fast."

"Old Ba." The hot-tempered Manggurtai waved his whip, "What are you waiting for, let's cross the river and fight."

"The river has not been frozen yet. Whoever crosses the river first will be beaten." Huang Taiji shook his head, "It's not time yet."

"Then when will we wait?" Mangurtai anxiously rode his horse around in circles, "If it doesn't work, take a detour, go farther and cross the river to fight."

"Fifth Brother." Huang Taiji squeezed out a smile, and forcefully explained to the idiot, "It can't be avoided. If there are fewer people, it will be the next Dege class. There are too many people, and the Ming army is not blind. Just follow us and move the camp. Let's wait first , and when the river is frozen over in a few days, our cavalry will attack and intercept their food roads, trapping them to death."

The Tartars had many cavalry, and the Ming army had many infantry.

The Tartars, who have an advantage in tactical mobility, can choose the location of the battlefield and the time to enter the battlefield by themselves, that is, they have the initiative.

The Ming army did not have enough mobility to catch up, and a forced pursuit would only be dragged down.

For Huang Taiji, his tactic is still to hold back the Ming army and cut off its food supply, even if it is for this to let the Ming army go all the way north to the city of Shenyang, it doesn't matter.

The farther to the north, the longer the Ming army's food road, and the faster it collapsed after being cut off.

For Li Yunze, he knew very well that Huang Taiji had a very high strategic vision and would not care about the gains and losses of a city or a place.

So his goal from the beginning was not Shenyang City, but to eliminate the vital forces of the Tartars.

Because of the lack of cavalry, they couldn't catch up, so they deliberately camped on the south bank of the Daling River, luring the main force of the Tartars to come and destroy them in one battle.

At this moment, Li Yunze was driving a forklift.

He drove a forklift and transported tons of 925 industrial silver from the warehouse to his military account.

After transporting [-] tons of silver, Li Yunze closed the door of time and space and called Wang Chengen to come in.

Looking at the silver mountain in front of him, Wang Chengen trembled involuntarily.

He knew that the emperor had the magical ability to summon things, but it was precisely because he knew that he never dared to talk too much.

Knowing this kind of secret is already a knife hanging on the head, and if you talk too much, you really dislike your life for too long.

"Move out." Li Yunze, who had drunk half a bottle of Sprite, ordered, "I will fulfill my promise and reward the soldiers who have made great contributions."

(End of this chapter)