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

Chapter 562 Right Arm
On the gentle and winding hills, Wang Douche looked ahead from his horse.

At this time, on the slope of the hill, and in front of the two sides of the mausoleum, thick sacks and soil baskets were densely stacked, and there was an endless stream of soldiers and civilians, who worked hard to carry the sacks and other things from the rear. Stack the hills deeper and thicker with surrounding cover.

Wang Dou never ignores his own protection, let alone his subordinates.

However, his Yuanrong favorite car was parked behind the hill, and only the big-flag car pulled up the hill with difficulty and stopped a few dozen steps away from Wang Dou. clearly understand.

On the edge of the hill, there were soldiers from the Guard Battalion standing on horseback, officers and generals from the Central Military Department gathered beside Wang Dou, and there were also bannermen and drummers, and soldiers from the Sentinel Battalion from Wen Daxing, scattered around in small groups. In the range of several miles, they are responsible for guarding, delivering information, participating in scattered battles, etc.

Due to the difficulty of transportation, the left wing was not pulled by the pole-watching cart this time, and it was only placed at Hong Chengchou's middle army.

In the binoculars, the battle ahead is all in sight, Wang Dou nodded secretly, and the battle of platoon guns is a comparison of discipline and courage. Although it is cruel, it does not take long. Four layers of gunmen, three rows of main battles, and one row of reserve , but only fired two rounds, each shot two or three bullets, and the battle was over.

According to this efficiency, each soldier is equipped with thirty rounds of fixed paper tube ammunition, which can fight many battles.

Zhong Tiaoyang put down the binoculars, with a smile on his steady face, he said: "Although the Han Banner Rear Army came to help, but under the sharp offensive of our soldiers, the defeat is only in sight. Kong Youde is fighting a trapped beast."

Wen Daxing rode his horse beside Wangdou, looked at Yijialing, his eyes shone with cold light, and he said bitterly: "Kong Youde, a traitor of the Han, aided evil, back then he was greedy for life and fear of death against the Tartars, now he kills the Han He's like a wolf and a tiger... Hmph, I think his human skin must be very smooth..."

Chief Long Er of the Sharp Whistle Battalion and Brother Aotian were out on sentry duty. Xie Yike was also in the army at this time. Hearing Wen Daxing's words, he said curiously: "I know Master Wen can scalp...I didn't expect to skin people too, I heard that when Emperor Gao dealt with corrupt officials, he used the punishment of skinning and real grass, and I don’t know how to execute the punishment.”

Wen Daxing said: "It's very simple, just use mercury."

He touched the beard on his cheek, and smiled at Xie Yike: "My skill is very rare, do you want to teach brother Xie?"

Xie Yike waved his hands again and again: "It's still free, if there are any good knives, blunderbuss and bows, just give me a few."

Looking at these two live treasures, everyone shook their heads secretly. Wen Daxing's hobbies are too penetrating. He was born as a servant and has always been ruthless. Xie Yike is innocent and simple, so don't teach him badly.

But everyone didn't say anything, Wen Daxing didn't break the military law, and he was also an enemy with cruel methods. Who doesn't have some eccentricities, as long as he doesn't skin and scalp his brothers, it's fine. speak in Chinese.

In fact, the members of the Jingbian army are not soft-hearted people, they have always been ruthless towards the enemy.

Qin Yi, who praised the painting, sighed: "It's a pity that Dongjiang soldiers guarded the remote corners of Liaodong back then, and made a lot of contributions to the imperial court. Now...they rebelled back then, and they have a reason for it, and they have been wronged."

Xie Youcheng, the comfort officer of the Chinese army, said coldly: "This is the reason why they took refuge in the Tartars and slaughtered the Han people? No matter how much wronged they have suffered, they should die if they take refuge in the Tartars and help the evildoers!"

He touched his empty left arm, and the deep scar on his face trembled: "Look at Kong Youde, Geng Zhongming, Shang Kexi, Shen Zhixiang, which one is a good thing? If you suffer injustice, you have to take refuge in Tartars, hmph, back then Grandpa Yue has also been wronged, do any of their subordinates seek refuge with the gold thief? They are animals in their bones, and they don't deserve the slightest mercy!"

Seeing his agitated expression, Qin Yi and the others were silent. Xie Youcheng was usually gentle with others, but whenever he talked about Tartars and Ertars, his expression became ferocious and his temper changed drastically.It's no wonder that no one can bear the tragic death of dozens of members of the family.

Wang Dou said indifferently: "Our division's victory in this battle is inevitable. If there are any prisoners, Manmeng, Hongyi, Semu, and Koreans will all be killed. Han Banner officers and old soldiers will be executed. The remaining soldiers will be screened and dealt with. Counterattack Liaodong next year. , is also useful!"

He asked Wen Daxing: "In the middle, how is the battle on the right wing?"

Wen Daxing said respectfully: "Report from the Sentinels, they have already fought fiercely with the slaves, so they should be able to hold on. Under the city of Jinzhou, on the side of the Xiaoling River, the generals of Wu Sangui also fought against the slaves."

Wang Dou nodded, and was about to speak, at this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of cannons on Yijialing, and then saw a lot of smoke from that side, and many shells roared towards him.

Xie Yike shouted: "It's firing again. Don't they know that it's a waste of effort to bombard our Chinese army?"

There was a loud bang, and big iron bullets weighing more than ten kilograms came roaring, hitting the soft field heavily, and large groups of mud and grass were constantly thrown up. Most of them were tens or hundreds of steps away from the hills. Far away, most of them fell into the deep field grass, and some cannons jumped.

Zhong Tiaoyang frowned: "No."

The Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty fired more and more artillery shells, and they were getting closer and closer to the hilly area. Several shells were even only a dozen steps away from the hills, and one shell hit heavily on a protective wall under the mausoleum. , stirring up large pieces of soil debris.

He looked at Yijialing, and it seemed that Kong Youde concentrated his artillery to bombard his own army. Although in order to deal with the Jingbian army and other army formations that were several miles long, their artillery was deployed on the two wings of the mountain. It is impossible for some artillery to go this way. side bombardment, but at least dozens of them were concentrated.

He suddenly said to Wang Dou: "General, the thieves are firing again. Just in case, please dismount from your horse and hide behind the earthen wall."

Wang Dou waved his hand: "It's okay, at such a long distance, they don't have much accuracy, at most they want to show off."

He raised the binoculars again and looked out.

Zhong Tiaoyang, Wen Daxing, Chi Dacheng, Xie Yike, Qin Yi and others looked at each other, and they all saw each other's anxious look, and finally everyone looked at the guard officer Yang Hu who was exuding aloofness.

Lord Tiger has always been appreciated by Wang Dou. The six guard battalions consisted of 300 people, and a team of Lumi blunderbuss guarded the general's mansion. Except for the chief general Zhong Tiaoyang, there were five other team officers. At this time, only Yang Hu stood beside Wang Dou.He persuaded a team of officials to take shifts with him and was able to go out to avoid Chunchun's harassment.

He has always been brave, and he was also worried about the safety of the general, so when he got the eyes of everyone, he gritted his teeth, and the hero who did not accept him all night stepped forward, and quickly said: "The general has offended."

He tore Wang Dou off the horse.

Afterwards, the crowd rushed forward and helped Wang Dou behind a thick sack of earth.

Wang Dou was about to get angry, but there was a loud bang, and a shell weighing at least ten catties hit only one step away from the left side of his horse.

After stirring up a large cloud of dust, the cannon ball kept bouncing and ran far behind the mountain. The horse ate a head of ashes and snorted uneasily.

All the officers and generals of the Central Military Department were in fear, Xie Yike shouted: "Master Tiger is mighty, the rescue is timely, he should be promoted."

Yang Hu also had the feeling of fear, he said sincerely: "As long as the general is safe and sound, whether I am personally promoted or not is a trivial matter."

Wang Dou suddenly ordered: "All soldiers, get off their horses and gather their horses behind the mountain. Regardless of the generals, hide behind the earthen wall."

There was a series of explosions, and the smoke billowed up. The artillery of the Han army on Yijialing fired successively. Many heavy solid iron balls were not far from the hills. , the outer edge was knocked down by the bombardment, and a large swath of dust was scattered.

Some shells even landed above the hills, bouncing off the hard ground.

"Hit hard, don't stop!"

Kong Youde roared loudly, like a desperate red-eyed gambler, he no longer even cared about whether the cannon exploded.

Eduardo also felt bad about the battle at the foot of the mountain, worried about his own future and fate, so he risked it all. Holding a binoculars, square and round utensils, he personally calculated the angle and range, and reported the data to the gunners. .

On Yijialing, the heavy artillery on the left and right sides from the side of the hill, the gunners of the Han army also tried their best to turn the millstones, aiming their cannons at the side of the hill as much as possible.

They are all desperate. Although the internal parts are easy to wear out due to such bombardment, if they can kill and injure the big devil Wang Dou in their eyes, it will be worth it.

In the roar, more and more shells landed on the hills, and a battalion commander even had his calf broken by a heavy iron ball bouncing back.

Some big drum carts on the ridge were also damaged by shells, and the debris stirred up caused casualties to some drummers.

A flag bearer turned his head sharply, and he saw a shell roaring towards the handsome flag car on the ridge. Over there, the two-foot-high flag was rolling against the cold wind.

Although the big flag is made of fine wood and steel, it doesn't matter if it is hit by a shell, but the wooden handsome flag car can't carry it.

In that instant, the flag bearer had only one thought in his mind: "The handsome flag must never fall!"

He rushed up suddenly, and a cloud of blood mist exploded...

"See if you're still alive!"

On Yijialing, Kong Youde gritted his teeth.

Amidst the howling shells, billowing white smoke made his figure looming, and his looming face was extremely hideous.

"The second tartar has gone crazy!"

Wen Daxing looked at Wang Dou with some concern. Fortunately, except for a shell hitting the parapet a few steps to the right of the general, nothing happened.

The screeching sound reached his ears, and he turned his head suddenly, and a cannonball flashed past his eyes with light smoke.

The cannonball could have shot through the parapet of sacks and baskets, Wen Daxing only felt his right arm go cold, and his whole right hand was gone.

With a loud bang, the cannonball bounced away with blood mist and mud.

Wen Daxing staggered. He looked at his empty right arm and the blood gushing from the severed arm, but another thought came to his mind: "Oops, it's going to be difficult to skin and scalp people..."

He staggered and fell, Xie Yike not far away took a step forward, supported him, and shouted anxiously: "Master Wen, Master Wen..."

Wang Dou looked away from Wen Daxing, and he looked in the direction of Yijialing without moving, with an extremely cold expression.

(End of this chapter)