A small soldier of the frontier army in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 550

The battle of Shuangzishan fell into a stalemate. Because of the obstruction of the artillery of the Jingbian army, the Qing army was unable to cross the river. The artillery of the two sides was imminent. At this critical moment, as long as the Ming army blocked the reinforcements from crossing the river, it would be victory.

Hong Chengchou, Zhang Ruoqi and others in the Chinese army's large formation all looked hesitant. In the artillery battle, can the Jingbian army's artillery battalion gain the upper hand?After all, the nearly one hundred Shenwei General Cannons of the Qing army gave the Ming army a powerful oppression.

The monarchs and ministers of the Qing Dynasty in Rufeng Mountain were equally nervous. Can the artillery battalion built by the side spend a lot of money to achieve the expected results?

Seeing the huge artillery group on the other side dragged up, it seemed that the Wuzhenhachao artillery battalion was about to enter within one mile and shoot at its own side.Zhao Xuan's expression became serious. He was indifferent to foreign affairs, but as long as it involved artillery, he was very serious and could devote all his energy to it without distraction.

His subordinates suggested firing artillery while the opponent was marching, but was rejected by Zhao Xuan. He wanted to wait for all the artillery of the Qing army to be pulled up, and fire at the moment when the artillery was set up, so as to strike the opponent with a thunderous offensive. Under the bombardment of the storm, Kong Youde's artillery was defeated in one fell swoop camp.

At this time, Kong Youde on the opposite bank was also worried, he couldn't get rid of it, he saw that the Jingbian army artillery group on the other bank was already in full battle, and the muzzles of the guns were all aimed at this side.

Since a few years ago, the Jingbian army's artillery units have been notorious, and they have put a strong psychological pressure on the Qing army. In the previous battles, their own artillery had an advantage in range, so the suppression of the Jingbian army's artillery formation could not lift its head. .

Just within the range of both sides, can one side win?Kong Youde is not sure!

But he is still very confident. His Wuzhenha super gun battalion has the most elite gunners from the former Ming Dynasty, the most powerful gunnery group in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and a large number of Frang robot gunners. I don’t believe it, I Will lose to Jingbian Army Artillery Battalion!
He sent an order: "The army marches forward bravely. Those who dare to fight will be rewarded, and those who dare to retreat will be killed!"

The gunners of the Han army also knew that there was no way out. In front of them was Kong Youde who was leading the formation with a grim face, and behind him was the Manchurian army who was supervising the formation. Next to him was the emperor of the Qing Dynasty watching from the mountain. Frightened, they also went all out, all howling like wild animals. Shouting, rushing to pull the artillery, just speeding up desperately.

With a bright red banner of Sun Moon Waves, Zhao Xuan put down the binoculars, and he snorted coldly in his heart. Sure enough, the Wuzhenha Chao artillery battalion on the opposite side had already fired urgently within the range foreseen by his observers. , Kankan is only in one mile.

Looking at the large number of handymen on the opposite side, under the command of their gunners, they desperately unloaded the cattle gear, turned the artillery, etc.Compared with the Shenji Battalion, these gunners of the Han army were really well-trained, and the erection of the artillery array can be described as fast.

It's just that their Shenwei Great General is heavy, and in a panic, how can it be so easy to complete the erection?

In Zhao Xuan's eyes, their speed of firing artillery was also far inferior to that of the Jingbian Army, and they seemed a little chaotic, with large groups of cattle and horses, gunners, and artillery, etc., all gathered in scattered piles.

Looking behind the artillery formation on the opposite side, there is a continuous formation of the Han Eight Banners army. They are all waiting, waiting for the artillery to gain the upper hand, and then take the opportunity to cross the river.

The fierce sun was shining on the earth again, Zhao Xuan took a deep breath, I firmly believe that the artillery battalion of our Jingbian army is invincible in the world!
His face sank, and he suddenly gave an order: "36 artillery, test fire!"

"Test shot!"

All the soldiers of the artillery battalion responded in unison, their expressions were firm, and their voices were like thunder, rolling and echoing across the sky and the earth.

On August 14th, the [-]th year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty, at the end of time, the artillery battalion of the Jingbian army of the Ming Dynasty fought against the Wuzhenhachao artillery battalion of the Qing Dynasty. They had so many artillery pieces and a wide range of heavy artillery pieces that it was rare in the whole world at this time .

Zhao Xuan's 85 cannons were lined up on the raised river bank, and a Hongyi six-pound cannon in the middle made a loud bang.

A heavy solid iron ball spewed out from the muzzle of the gun, and it drew a long arc along the sky with a large amount of gunpowder smoke. screamed, then stopped abruptly, and was suppressed by bullets.

Zhao Xuan looked away from the mounted gun mirror, and issued another order: "The distance to the target ahead is 330 five steps!"

"330 five steps!"

All the officers roared in unison, and the numerous cannons creaked and creaked, and the forehand behind the cannons desperately turned the spiral iron handle at the tail of the cannons.

The previous shell was fired too far forward, and those Hongyi six-pound guns needed to be lowered.Of course, this only refers to the Hongyi six-pound gun. The three-pound gun is different from the general Furlong machine gun. The angle of fire is different from the six-pound gun, and the amount of gunpowder used is also different.

Zhao Xuan anxiously watched his subordinates adjust. In the binoculars, the other party was also desperately firing.

Although the opportunity is on his own side, Zhao Xuan still feels anxious. This is his temperament, and he often expresses his anger and anger.

"Adjustments are complete!"

"Adjustments are complete!"

Finally, the armor chiefs of each artillery reported loudly!
Zhao Xuan looked at the artillery formation on the opposite side, and shouted orders one after another: "The artillery battalion is ready for salvo, the target distance is 330 five steps!"

The officers shouted one after another: "Salvoe preparation, target distance, 330 five steps!"

"Bombardment!"

Zhao Xuan drew out his sharp sword suddenly, and screamed in a voice that frightened women and children to death.

"put!"

"put!"

"put!"

"boom!"

A Hongyi six-pound gun fired fierce fireworks, and at the same time as a large puff of smoke spewed out, a heavy solid iron ball roared and rushed.

The huge recoil caused the second-wheeled gun carriage, with the gun barrel above, to retreat rapidly.

From the left and right of this cannon, there were also loud noises continuously, and large puffs of gunpowder smoke spewed out from the muzzles of each cannon.

The continuous, deafening sound of cannons made the ground seem to be shaking violently.

In front of the long artillery formation, large strands of white smoke rose up, and from a distance, a long and dense area of ​​gunpowder smoke rose slowly into the air.

"Shoot again!"

"Fill non-stop, shoot ten cannons in a row!"

This time, Zhao Xuan didn't dare to make a fool of himself, and when the cannon rang, he hurriedly covered his ears with earplugs, and while looking desperately at the opposite bank, he issued another order in his mouth!
A large group of Jingbian army gunners wearing hats and helmets forcefully reset the artillery, then cleaned the gun and reloaded the ammunition.

"Bombardment!"

"put!"

"put!"

There was another deafening cannon, 85 cannons, spraying violent smoke forward again...

"Master, it's dangerous!"

"Fire a cannon, fight back..."

"Oh, Lord, I can't believe my eyes. Why is there such a fierce artillery fire from the Ming army? Am I not in the seventeenth century?"

"... Hurry up, you bloody yellow-skinned monkeys..."

"Fell, oh my poor Phil, where's your head?"

"Oh, Philip..."

"Jingbian's artillery fires again!"

Amidst the screams, the guns of the Jingbian army on the opposite bank roared loudly, and hundreds of iron balls roared towards them. They were already using groupers. Although they didn't use a single live ammunition to be accurate, they were better than the huge momentum, rolling and jumping, The lethality is strong, and the Qing army's artillery array has not yet been set up. Since the Jingbian army opened fire, they have always been in a panic.

Cannonballs roared, and there were shrill howls everywhere. A five-pound iron bullet roared, passing through a group of gunners scurrying around like headless flies. Groups of flesh and blood exploded one after another. , looked at his empty right arm in disbelief, where the pale broken bone was so glaring.

Looking at the flesh and blood remaining on it, gushes of blood, suddenly, he let out a miserable cry.

Not far from the Uzenhachao gunner, a bearded Portuguese was crawling on the ground.

His lower body was gone, and a large amount of disgusting intestines flowed out, dragging a long line behind him.Some unknown force supported him to crawl on the ground, but the indescribable pain caused the veins on his forehead to bulge. He stared and tried to face one direction, his mouth full of noise.

"Oh, Philip, my poor Philip, I was wrong, I shouldn't have brought you to China, we should stay in Haojingao forever..."

Behind a dirt truck, Eduardo curled up, looked at the half-length Portuguese, saw him insist on crawling towards him, his scalp was numb, and he couldn't cry.

Not far from the dirt truck, there was a headless corpse lying on a pool of blood. Looking at the military uniform on his body, it could also be seen that he was a Portuguese.

In a short period of time, the artillery of the Jingbian Army made Eduardo go from being full of confidence to being dull-eyed and completely devoid of confidence.

Because Kong Youde's Han army was hit by thunder from the artillery battalion of the Jingbian Army before they set up the artillery formation, and they have been in a situation where they can't fight back after being beaten.Their artillery fires fast, the intervals are extremely short, and the iron balls filling the sky wave after wave are almost hitting the same direction.

As long as you leave the bunkers such as earth trucks, you may be swept away by many iron balls.

Eduardo had shouted and roared earlier, asking the gunners in the battalion to fight back. However, under the opponent's artillery, the gunners were quickly beaten to pieces, like ants on a hot pot, and even the Portuguese gunner Fer , were all taken away by a bouncing iron ball, which made Eduardo dare not move.

Look around, it is full of scenes of wolves running and hooves, dense iron balls jumping and rolling down the ground, cows and horses tearing and screaming, handymen barking in coats, Jingbian Army Artillery Battalion fired cannons one after another, giving Wuzhenha super cannons battalion, causing heavy panic and casualties.

The artillery battalion had lost its command, Kong Youde hid behind a dirt truck, his voice was hoarse, and no one obeyed his orders. The general order issued earlier, "Anyone who dares to retreat, will be killed" has become a battle. joke.

The personal guards dragged him tenaciously, preventing him from getting out of the cover of the truck.

"Fire back!"

Kong Youde was so anxious that he threw off the drag of his personal guards and was about to rush out from behind the truck to organize a fight.

"Master, no!"

The sound of the guns on the other side was deafening, and there was a sharp whistling sound, and hundreds of solid iron balls roared in the air.

With a loud bang, a three-jin iron ball happened to hit the ammunition cart not far behind a Shenwei general.

Perhaps when the shell was shot, it was still hot, and the gunpowder on the ammunition cart was ignited and exploded, immediately covering the surrounding area, whether it was the gunner who was screaming wildly, or the Han soldiers cleverly dodging behind some earthen shield carts. , A large piece was blown up.

Even the Shenwei General Cannon in the front and most of the cannon wheel and carriage in the rear were blown up, and the heavy cannon body suddenly overturned to the ground.

Seeing the huge fireworks rising dozens of steps away, the messy scene around, and the many soldiers lying on the ground moaning, Kong Youde finally stopped. His eyes were straightened, the veins on his forehead were exposed, his hands were trembling, and he suddenly yelled at the opposite bank. : "Why? Their artillery has been fired for so long without blowing up?"

He said angrily: "What is the law of heaven?"

Shang Kexi, Geng Zhongming and the others behind the artillery formation were stunned. Many soldiers also rubbed their eyes vigorously. They couldn't believe that the Wuzhenhachao Battalion, which had a large number of heavy artillery, was defeated by the Jingbian Army artillery battalion. massacre!

To be slaughtered!

"Be comfortable, enjoy it!"

Seeing the tragic situation on the opposite side, Zhao Xuan laughed loudly, and looked at the gunners with proud faces around him, he continued to order: "Hit hard, don't stop the shelling, shoot ten cannons in a row!"

"No, fifteen shots in a row,

"Boom!"

There were several explosions, and the heavy rain of lead bullets swept across the pontoon bridge. Because they noticed that there were hundreds of Han troops with blue banners, they wanted to take advantage of the artillery battle between the two sides to sneak across the river.The Hongyi six-pound guns of the Jingbian Army on the left and right near the large pontoon bridge, several of them used shotguns for emergency use.

After the thick white smoke passed, the rain of metal rushed out of the muzzle of the gun, and the blood mist shot out, and strands of Han troops with blue flags fell down the pontoon bridge, or fell directly into the river.

The rest of the Han army was frightened and fled back howling.

……

Wang Dou put down the binoculars, smiled slightly, and Zhong Tiaoyang beside him praised: "Brother Zhao's artillery battalion has made extraordinary achievements every time."

Wang Dou said: "Zhao Xuan had no other intentions, so he had to artillery chariots. It was right to put him in the artillery camp."

He asked, "How is Mr. Yang Qian's injury?"

Zhong Tiaoyang showed sadness on his face: "I'm afraid..."

Wang Dou's hands trembled, and after a while, he calmly said, "Take me to have a look."

The artillery battle between the two sides was so disparate, Huang Taiji of Rufeng Mountain turned pale, and the minister Yingerdai and others behind him couldn't believe their eyes, and many people were rubbing their eyes.After a long time, Huang Taiji sighed: "Let Kong Youde and the others withdraw, it is meaningless to continue the artillery battle."

After a pause, he said again: "Let the handymen of the artillery battalion cover, and the artillerymen will go first."

In the position of the central army, Hong Chengchou and Zhang Ruoqi were anxiously paying attention to the situation of the artillery battle between the two sides. After receiving the report from the sentinel, Hong Chengchou heaved a sigh of relief and thought to himself: "Uncle Zhongyong deserves to start his career with guns and guns. He has not lost a single battle with slave guns and birds!"

At the same time, I wondered why the artillery of the Jingbian Army could fire continuously for so long?
What secret does the Jingbian army have, and this secret, they haven't even revealed it to the Shenji battalion.

Zhang Ruoqi, who was beside him, got the news of the victory of the Jingbian Army Artillery Battalion, and he regained his composure. He laughed loudly: "The slave camp artillery suffered heavy losses, and the news of the victory is really exciting."

Hong Chengchou smiled and said, "What Zhang Jianjun said is true."

The fierce battle between Shuangzi Mountain and Yang Xingling continued until the end, because most of the reinforcements from the Qing Dynasty could not cross the river, and it was difficult for the defenders of Shuangzi Mountain to persist. In the end, Shuangzi Mountain changed hands and was captured by the Ming army.

The tide-like Ming army rushed up the mountains to cheer, but on the south bank of the Xiaoling River, under the repeated urging of Hong Chengchou and the governor of Liaodong Qiu Minyang, at Sishi, the Ma Ke Ministry and Tang Tong and other ministries had to end their dawdling and start a large army. cross the river.

……

Looking at the north bank of the Xiaoling River, apart from the Manchurian and Mongolian soldiers who were besieging the city at the beginning, the soldiers and horses with the red flags, and some Mongolian soldiers from other domains.The original Manchurian cavalry lined up, and the vast banners have become empty.

Tang Tong heaved a sigh of relief, the main force of the Tartars had left. According to the situation, they could cross the river now. Looking around the soldiers, they all looked calm and showed no signs of anxiety.

Looking at the generals of Tang Zong, they were also steady on their horses, with the appearance of Taishan collapsed in front of them, and Tang Tong nodded in approval. He put on his cloak, waved his hands forward, and said solemnly: "Yi Hong Commander, my Miyun Army, cross the river!"

Tang Zong and others got off their horses collectively, knelt down on one knee, clasped their fists with both hands, and shouted in unison: "The last general takes orders!"

Tang Tong kept a straight face, seeing Tang Zong and the others get up without hesitation, then walked away proudly, after thinking for a while, he added: "Be careful, be careful at every step!"

(End of this chapter)