I'm a big dick

Chapter 478

One after another explosions sounded at the gap in the camp, and a black column of smoke rose into the air, mixed with broken weapons, splashing blood and remains.

The concentrated bombardment of more than 100 shells was something Jian Nu had never experienced before.Cannonballs are more powerful than rockets and do more damage.

You can't hit me, but I can beat you to my heart's content.

Although the trench in front of the camp blocked the direct attack of the Ming army, it also prevented Jiannu from charging wildly and attempting to fight in close combat.

The explosion lasted for a long time, and just after it stopped, the roar of the artillery resumed. After the field artillery was loaded, solid shells were fired, destroying the chariot and killing Jiannu.

The gap was even bigger, and the Jiannu gathered here suffered heavy losses under the fierce artillery bombardment, and fell into chaos again.

The sun has not risen yet, but a ray of morning light has appeared on the horizon.The tiny clouds and the light blue clear sky indicate that it will be a bright and fresh morning.

Zhang Pan looked back, but there were no banners, nor drums.Xiong Tingbi still did not issue an order for a general attack, although the infantry was ready to go and full of desire to fight.

Just bombard it with artillery?Although it would be difficult for Jian Nu to sustain it if it continued, it still felt a little indescribable.

Holding up the binoculars, Xiong Tingbi observed the smoky battlefield, assessing Jiannu's casualties and the chaotic situation.

The counter-offensive started smoothly, but the sudden launch blocked the way for Jiannu to attack.Although it was not besieged on all sides, with the help of the long-range advantage of artillery, Jiannu fell into a passive position of being beaten.

As things stand now, even if Jiannu can go out of the stronghold to meet the Ming army's cavalry artillery, his fate is predictable.

Unless you abandon the stronghold and retreat, guarding the camp will be the same as Haicheng being besieged.What the Ming army consumed was ammunition, but what Jiannu lost was human life.

The manpower is already thin, and it is no different from committing suicide.

Xiong Tingbi pursed his lips slightly, put down his binoculars with a sneer, and gave several orders.

Feint? !Zhang Pan finally saw the change of the banner, and felt a little puzzled, but he still executed it immediately.

The artillery fire ceased, and a phalanx of Ming army infantry shouted in unison, pushing the chariot and the trench bridge forward, and began to fill in the trench and cross the trench.

Dai Shan led his two sons, Yue Tuo and Sahalian, howled and split up the command, urging Jian Nu to continue to defend.

Under the bombardment of artillery fire, the area was full of dead bodies and the wounded who were lying on the ground.But these are all ignored. Could it be that he gave up because of the casualties and let the Ming army come in?

Abandoning the village and retreating, such an order is not something he can issue.While Nurhachi was escorted back, but no new order came.

Jiannu, who was defending, rushed forward, drew his bow and set up an arrow, and shot clusters of arrows at the attacking Ming army.

The musketeers of the Ming army also fired violently, pouring dense lead bullets on the enemy to cover the friendly army.

The exchange of fire between the enemy and us did not last too long, and the Ming army sent a signal to withdraw troops after the formation.

The attacking Ming army retreated quickly, carrying the wounded and not even the remains of their comrades, showing order and calmness.

Boom, boom, boom...

The roar that frightened Jiannu sounded again, and the black cannonballs swept across the sky, making the gradually brighter light dim.

Counted!
Daishan opened his mouth wide, staring blankly at the flying shells, feeling distraught for a moment.

Several personal soldiers rushed over, covered Daishan with their shields, and forced him to squat down.

Even though the Jiannu who made up the defense was brave, he couldn't help screaming and running around in a panic, looking for a hiding place.

The heavy shells fell to the ground one after another, making a muffled sound and splashing mud; even the unlucky Jiannu was hit directly, and fell to the ground bloody and mutilated.

Then, countless explosions rang out, like firecrackers set off during the New Year.

Black smoke rises, gunpowder smoke fills the air, and in the blurred vision, Jiannu can also be seen jumping and jumping in the fireworks, and their screams and wailing are covered by the deafening noise.

Luo Li stood on the high platform, held up the binoculars to observe the impact point, and issued instructions and adjustment orders from his mouth, "The muzzles of the left and right arrays are lowered by one degree, and the direction remains unchanged; the angle and direction of the front array remain unchanged; the muzzles of the rear array are lowered by two degrees." The field artillery continued to shoot directly, but the direction remained unchanged."

The orderly repeated, waved the command flag, and issued instructions to the artillery of each formation.

The organizational system, equipment, command, combat, and strategic and tactical thinking of the Ming army have undergone great changes.Even if it doesn't reach the level that satisfies the emperor, it is still a top existence in this world.

Whether it is hardware or software, the gap with Jiannu has reached hundreds of years. There is really no other reason why such a battle cannot be won.

Of course, it was the first time for Xiong Tingbi and others to experience and witness such an overwhelming and thunderous scene with so many cannons.

All the Ming army was also shocked, and what followed was the confidence and fighting spirit that our army would win and slaves would be defeated.

"Roar, Roar!"

"Roar, Roar, Roar!"

"Ho, ho, ho, ho!"

There was no officer to command, first one or two soldiers couldn't help shouting.Then, there were more and more people, and the officers were also aroused; finally, the whole army was shouting, overwhelming the sound of the guns, and the sound shook the whole field.

The clouds in the sky were blood-stained. In the golden flames, the sun rose up, revealing his forehead and eyes, and then raised his scorching and dazzling face.

The birth of a new day, full of magnificence and solemnity, was greeted by thunderous roars, and the sound of rumbling cannons became the accompaniment.

This is a declaration of victory, a vent of resentment towards the slaves.The fighting spirit is high, overwhelming, invincible...

Boom, boom, boom... The field artillery joined the ensemble, like drums and horns, the shells were more powerful and accurate, smashing all obstacles and enemies ahead.

Attack, attack!
Zhang Pan saw the banner behind the formation, and Zan Hua beside him was also reminding him, his voice trembling.

Finally, this day came. How many times did Zhang Pan have such a scene in his dreams, and it finally came true.To avenge his family, to avenge the massacred Liao people, to live long, to Ming...

"Destroy slaves, destroy slaves!"

"Will win, win!"

As soon as the sound of the cannon stopped, Zhang Pan pulled out his saber and swung it forward vigorously, as if facing the enemy in front of him, he was about to chop him into two pieces with one blow.

"Attack, attack!" Zhang Pan roared with all his strength.

The sound of war drums rumbled, followed by the roar of mountains and tsunami-like shouts of killing.Numerous Ming soldiers pushed their equipment forward bravely, no ditches, no obstacles, in their eyes, there was nothing they could step over with one foot.

The cart was pushed into the ditch, and the ladder became a bridge. The heavy bridge deck fell from the ditch bridge and hit the opposite side of the ditch, making a loud bang.

A soldier of the Ming army fell from the arrow from the ladder, and another soldier had already stepped forward without a trace of hesitation or fear.

The muskets fired a loud volley, and the lead bullets rained down on the still resisting enemies.

"Kill, go!"

"Come on, kill!"

There were passionate voices on the battlefield, and the soldiers of the Ming army marched forward bravely, braving arrows and flying locusts, bursting out with bravery stronger than Jiannu.

Zheng Xiaowu's blood boiled with enthusiasm, and he was extremely grateful.After breaking through Haicheng, there were [-] officers and soldiers defending the city without him.But today, he witnessed the magnificence and might that he could not express in words.

A ditch was crossed, and the ladder on the second ditch was also climbed. He jumped onto the edge of the ditch, raised his gun and shot, knocking down a Jiannu who rushed up.

A few more Jiannu screamed frantically and rushed forward, trying to push the Ming army down the ditch.

Zheng Xiaowu raised his bayonet and stepped forward, and a few more soldiers beside him fought side by side with the same bayonet.

Boom!The leader Jiannu was a junior officer, his body exploded into rotten flesh without warning, and half of his body was beaten off.

Frightened by the change, several Jiannu paused for a while, Zheng Xiaowu and the others had already charged forward, stabbing them with a row of bayonets.

Wang Zhong snorted, this is his masterpiece, it is the best enjoyment for him to witness the enemy being beaten to pieces.

Standing the heavy musket upright on the ground, he pulled out the fixed paper shell from his waist, bit open the shell, reloaded the gun, and put the musket on the branch, looking for the next target.

More and more soldiers of the Ming army crossed the trenches, as usual, they emptied the bullets in their guns, or charged forward with their bayonets straightened out.

After being bombarded by several rounds of artillery fire, Jiannu, who had already lost a lot, was at a disadvantage mentally, in terms of fighting spirit, and in terms of numbers.Although he was still resisting, he was killed and retreated step by step.

Boom, boom, boom...

The re-adjusted artillery fired a round of violent bombardment, and the shells fell far in front of the Ming army's charge road.

Extended artillery fire and continuous cover are also extremely advanced tactics.Although in order to avoid accidental injury, the landing point of the shells was more than [-] meters away from our own army.

The Jiannu who came here for reinforcements had not received the enemy before they were hit hard again. In the countless explosions, the casualties were not small, and their morale was even lowered.

War horses are galloping outside the camp, infantry and artillery are in place, and the blockade attack on the Jiannu camp has been completed.Flying cavalry and spear cavalry gathered together, ready to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

More and more Ming troops crossed the trenches, and the wooden trench bridges laid on the trenches formed a wider and wider passageway. More soldiers entered the enemy camp, and even Fran's machine gun vehicles began to follow.

By this time, Jiannu's defeat was set.Without the space for the cavalry to gallop, the troops, weapons, and morale were all at a disadvantage. As a result of the stubborn fight, apart from adding some casualties to the Ming army, it could not change the situation of the battle.

"Withdraw, withdraw from the camp, and intercept the Ming army at the narrow place." Nurhachi finally gave the order.

The previous setbacks were failures in sieges and active retreats; now, being defeated by the Ming army in the front is not something the old slave can easily accept anyway.

If you lose, is it the end?This was his strategic decisive battle with the Ming army by concentrating most of the later Jin's military power.

With such heavy casualties and a heavy blow to morale, how can they withstand the next fierce attack by the Ming army?
Withdrew from the camp, retreated to Liaoyang, retreated to Shenyang... The old slave seemed to have seen the consequences of this defeat.

Despite the pain in his heart, he was helpless.Fighting all the people here will not change the situation where the enemy is strong and we are weak, nor will it change the result of the final failure.

Where there is life, there is hope.Now, only this sentence can temporarily comfort the old slave.

After passing down the order, the old slave ordered Yang Guli to command some troops to go out of the camp first, and set up a blocking position on the road more than ten miles away.

Nurhachi is very clear that although the defeat is certain now, it can still be sustained, and it has not turned into a rout, or even a rout.If he retreats first, the morale of the army will be out of control.

How to retreat in an orderly manner on a fiercely fought battlefield has always been an extremely difficult matter.

In the past, Jiannu could escape by maneuvering on horseback, but the Ming army already had enough cavalry to match them, so such a simple method was no longer applicable.

The battle is still in full swing, and more and more Ming troops are advancing from the gap, and they are becoming more and more organized.With the follow-up of the artillery and the fire support provided, it became more and more difficult for Jiannu to resist, and he was pushed back step by step.

But the time interval was not long, and the Ming army's artillery adjusted its angle, and launched a round of violent bombing towards the Jiannu camp.

Luo Li continued to command, only half of the artillery remained on the firing position, and approached the farthest range.

The other half of the artillery moves forward, adjusts the elevation angle and direction after being in position, loads ammunition, and sends out a round of bombardment.

Daishan finally received the order to retreat, quickly deployed blocking and rear-breaking troops, and led other troops to retreat to the back village.

Boom, boom, boom...

Dozens of shells suddenly fell in front of them, and after a while, they exploded one after another.Pillars of smoke rose up, covering the sun and making the sky dark.

Daishan was dismounted and escaped under the protection of his own soldiers with shields. He was not injured, but he couldn't help feeling sad.

The strength of the Ming army is palpitating and shocking, but it relies on the sharpness and might of firearms, rather than its own bravery and martial arts.

If it is a face-to-face melee fight, the Ming army is not an opponent.Daishan is very sure of his conclusion, but he can't change the already doomed result.

Times are different.Daishan didn't know this sentence, or if he knew it, he wouldn't understand it.

In history, the Ming army, which was ahead in technology, was defeated by Jiannu, who had already lagged behind the world militarily. Isn't it a strange thing?

The sound of the explosion gradually subsided, and Daishan got on his horse again, ready to lead the troops to retreat.

Before the gunpowder smoke had completely dissipated, a few riders rushed out of the gray smoke and rushed over in panic.

"Big Baylor, Big Baylor." When several Jiannu saw Daishan, they shouted repeatedly, ran up to him, got off their horses, and reported with grief and anxiety: "King Khan is injured and unconscious, please hurry up, Big Baylor." .”

Daishan was taken aback, and asked anxiously, "Where is it? Take me to see Father Khan quickly."

Several Jiannu hurriedly got on their horses and led Daishan forward.

The choking smell of gunpowder irritated Daishan's throat, making him cough and wheeze unceasingly.But his father Khan was injured, and what the situation was, was even more of his concern.

With Father Khan around, relying on his prestige, although the Hou Jin army was defeated, it was not so decadent.But if Father Khan had any troubles, given the current critical situation, it is conceivable that Houjin would be torn apart.

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(End of this chapter)