Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 438 The Battle of Guangzong
In the words of Uncle Benshan, when a person is old, he can still be famous!Sun Chengzong didn't expect that yesterday he simply showed his face, as if he had given blood to the army of slaves. There was no way, who made him so famous, and his head was too valuable?Relying on his name, Dorgon, who was still vacillating, was determined to destroy this Ming army.

Jiannu's red cannons were too bulky, and the Xiaoqi battalion arrived for a day and a half, and the cannons did not arrive until the next afternoon, and once they arrived, Dorgon directly ordered a total of [-] catties of red cannons to defeat Lu Xiangsheng's army. The riverside roared, and the heavy shot ball hit the bastion of the earth mountain, and the earth mountain hummed along with it. The sack was torn apart by the shock, and the layer of solid ice covered by poured water revealed spider web-like holes. crack.

But that's all. The bastion is five meters high. If you want to shoot the sergeant on it, you have to adjust the elevation angle to a fairly precise angle, unlike Lu Xiangsheng's car array, which is low and close to the front, and the cannon is leveled to hit the general It can be hit, and the bastion has a deflection angle. The smooth ice acts as a lubricant, and the round shells often scratch the edge.

More than 100 years later, in the French-Russian Borodino battle, the Russian army relied on this kind of earth hill bastion to resist the French emperor Napoleon's attack for a full day, and the French army that tied Europe lay dead bodies under the small earth hill, and The French army still has [-] to [-] cannons, and the number of slaves, eight, is a fraction of others.

The begging army’s red-clothed cannons are actually not too many. There are more than 3000 people in a division and ten cannons. This time, the transport capacity is limited, and only [-] cannons are brought in. However, education and education are still enough. The artillery commander of the begging army, Ma Rulong, the division deputy who had been to the Portuguese army in Macau to steal divisions, immediately stood at attention with disdain for Song Qingshu.

"Marshal, basically master the position of Jiannu cannons, three rounds of bombardment, the humble post is designated as the commander to destroy all Jiannu cannons!"

"Not in a hurry!"

This time, Song Qingshu was not as eager as last time outside Gaoyang City, poked his head to look at the few marks on the bottom of the earth mountain, and hummed slowly: "If the cannon is gone and the Jiannu escapes, who will be hit? Pass the order down, the red-clothed cannons are on standby first, and when the Jiannu attacking brigade comes up, first use the tiger-squatting cannons to fight back, and when there are more people, then bombard him ruthlessly!"

"Follow your orders!"

Ma Rulong lowered his head depressedly as he felt itchy to not shoot when there was a cannon.

The messenger soldier tied a small flag behind his back and ran along the bastion to deliver orders one by one. Holding the edge, Song Qingshu eagerly waited for Jiannu to come and die. Unfortunately, Dorgon's head was not a wax gourd after all. The Qing army and the Liaodong Ming army After fighting for more than ten years, he also has his own tactics for this kind of firearms fortress.

The first ones to play were not Jiannu, nor the Eight Banners of Han Dynasty, but ordinary people near Hebei. Last night, the Jiannu cavalry went out for a circle. The tattered common people were driven out crying and shouting, and rushed to the position carrying sack bee pupae to fill the trenches of the beggar army.

"These bastards!"

Liu Zongmin, who was in charge of commanding the tiger squatting artillery and the assault infantry in the trench, almost lost his nose and slammed his fist against the wall with a muffled grunt. I forgot, but fortunately, before Jiannu harmed the place, the beggar army first harmed it, and the nearby people were basically sent to flee south. It is estimated that Jiannu could not catch many innocent cannon fodder except for these.

However, Song Qingshu still waved his hand to greet Song Yongzhong, the leader of the frontier army, and whispered a few words in his ear, his eyes lit up when he heard it, and the black boy immediately climbed down the ladder behind him.

"Deputy Commander! Commander-in-Chief has an order, ordering you to withdraw!"

"What? Little bastard, I withdraw, who the hell is guarding this trench, you kid?"

Liu Zongmin, who had a crooked nose, was really angry now, shouting and yelling, he was the veteran and deputy commander of the begging army, and Song Yongzhong could only smile to deal with it, besides, he still occupied For the sake of cheapness, he nodded and gave a thumbs up without being angry at all.

"Chief whistle, you're always guessing right! It's me who is the younger one! Brothers!"

Song Yongzhong yelled, and those black and thin boys from the Xuanfeng Army squeezed out from the cracks carrying a rifle with a somewhat unique appearance. Seeing the Orion children from the Dabie Mountains rudely occupying their own territory, Liu Zongmin was so angry The veins were all bulging, and he gestured towards Song Yongzhong's nose with his annoyed fingers.

"You, you, okay, you have a kind, I won't ask you to give me your arm after the war, I will write it backwards!"

"Chief Commander, this is an order from the Commander-in-Chief, you old man, don't be as knowledgeable as a junior like me!"

Song Yongzhong hurriedly hugged his fists and laughed along with him.

There are strict rules in the Qihuo army, especially after the last incident, Song Qingshu started to clean up the army again, and severely cracked down on the Lishantou phenomenon. There is only one voice in the entire army!Originally guarding the trenches were the most capable skirmishers from each battalion, and a dozen captains watched eagerly, hoping that Liu Zongmin would fight, but after training Song Yongzhong, Liu Zongmin yelled out unceremoniously.

"Fucking shit, waiting for Jiannu to treat you to Bandao noodles? Get out of here!"

Seeing Liu Zongmin, the vice-commander of Li, get away in despair, the captains naturally had no choice but to stare at the front sergeants dissatisfied, and retreated along the gaps in the bastion with their subordinates in despair. Outside the Guangzong camp, the trenches were dug densely like a maze. Originally, tiger squatting guns were placed, and there were at least 300 outpost troops. Now there are more than [-] frontier troops left, which are obviously lonely.

After returning to the stockade, Liu Zongmin climbed up the bastion unconvinced, and complained while pulling Song Qingshu's sleeve: "Marshal, you and Sun Laosan just said that kindness does not command soldiers. This is only about two thousand dead. If you don’t listen to persuasion and seek death, why are you so soft-hearted?”

With the binoculars level, Song Qingshu looked down easily without turning his head, humming and scolding.

"Even if you killed all these more than 2000 ordinary people, what's the use in the war? Jiannu just used their corpses to fill the trenches, wasting our gunpowder, what's the use!"

"Then, what's the use of this kid going down?"

Still not convinced, Liu Zongmin's chin was pointing down, and his tone of voice was as angry as Liu Neng's. Who knew that Song Qingshu was playing tricks this time, so he put down his binoculars and said with a smile.

"Just watch!"

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The change of defense almost delayed the incident for more than ten seconds. During this time, the ice, snow, stones and dust have filled the first layer of the trench. Just look at the innocent people who shuttled like ants, without any hindrance, they started to work for Jiannu Come on, on the contrary, he got excited and trotted all the way.

Just when Liu Zongmin was so anxious that the corners of his mouth twitched, the soldiers below started firing, and the sound of gunfire was sparse like an old hen laying eggs. Just when Liu Zongmin was jumping to scold his mother, the common people were in a mess , a large group of people ran back in a panic, but Jian Nu didn't stop them for a while.

"Here, what's going on?"

All of a sudden, Liu Zongmin stared like Zhang Fei piercing a needle, big eyes and small eyes.

On the other side, the slave cavalry came out, managed to surround the crowd, cut off a dozen heads, and drove the common people to charge forward again with their loads. Who knew that this time there were more than twenty shots fired , Those ordinary people fled back in panic.

After watching it a few times, Liu Zongmin could see that there was a way. Whenever these cannon fodder refugees approached within 150 meters, the front-line troops would open fire according to the situation. The slave-building officers, without those officers chasing them away, the refugees who were afraid of death naturally fled backwards.

"Hey, these boys can do it!"

Seeing it with joy, Liu Zongmin slapped his thigh suddenly with a smile, and Song Qingshu, who was listening, couldn't help but feel a little proud, rolling his eyes with a smile.

"nonsense!"

However, this group of boys is not so cheap. The number of forwards has been 300 until now, and there has been no expansion. It's not that Song Qingshu doesn't want to expand, it is really a rare talent!Every young man in the army chooses either a fox hunter in the Dabie Mountains or a mink shooter in the Taihang Mountains. Even with a bow and arrow, he must hit nine out of ten shots within a few tens of meters before he can be selected.

The ammunition used for daily training is nothing. The guns in their hands cost as much as 500 taels, and none of them are engraved with rifling. There are no machine tools these days, and each one is purely handmade. For building, the scrap rate is surprisingly high, usually only one out of ten can be formed, and the construction period is extremely long.

Moreover, each gun is also equipped with a sniper scope. The entire beggar army now only has about a thousand such guns, which shows that they are cherished.

Moreover, this tactic is super advanced. The first large-scale sniper battle recorded in history was in World War I. The German army selected forest rangers and hunters to form a free brigade, which caused huge casualties to the French and Russian troops on the east and west fronts. Until the Soviet-Finnish War during World War II, the Soviet Union dispatched millions of troops to invade Finland, claiming to occupy Finland in three days. However, the war lasted for a full winter, and the Soviet army died as many as 60. The treaty ended.

Among them, the most frightening to the Soviet army is the Finnish army ace sniper Simon and his sniper brigade. The number of Soviet troops killed by the Finnish snipers wearing white cloaks and paddling sleds is still a secret, but they were captured by the Soviet army. The army is called the god of death in white, which can be seen!
It was also the first time that Song Qingshu took the sniper operation to the battlefield. He did not expect the effect to be so good. He rushed five times in a row, and more than 70 Jiannu were knocked down. Not even a single hair of the begging army was seen. , although the casualties are negligible compared to Jiannu's army base of more than 4, but anyone who can't even see anyone dies with a whimper, who is not afraid?

After tossing all afternoon, two ditches were able to be filled, and they advanced less than ten meters. Running back and forth, those cannon fodder refugees were lying on the ground too tired to get up. At dusk, Dorgon had to give orders aggrieved Withdrawing troops, no one would have imagined that the first day of the Guangzong Battle would end like this.

"Why didn't the old man think of it?"

The Qing army retreated, and even the beggar army also gathered the army. Except for some sentinels, the rest went back to eat, but Sun Chengzong insisted on staying on the bastion, watching in disbelief. Jun, looked back at Shuai Zhang in astonishment.

During the Liaodong War in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, Jiannu often drove the Liao people to attack the Ming army as the vanguard. Many fortresses were captured because of soft hearts. I never thought that they would be broken by Song Qingshu in this way. Song Qingshu, who ran to eat with the soldiers, and Sun Chengzong's gray old brain inadvertently nodded heavily.

(End of this chapter)