The cool February breeze blew gently, still with a slight chill, and the queue of the Huaxia army passed over the riverbank near the Wangyuan Bridge.

The frontal battle near the Wangyuan Bridge had completely ceased by this time.

Wave after wave of captives who surrendered were held in several triangular depressions along the river, and the musket array of the Huaxia army held the outward opening, and a small number of troops went to the opposite bank to prevent the prisoners from escaping across the river. On the battlefield in the larger area, the banners of the Jin people were toppled and the baggage was chaotic, and the corpses were the densest on the front line of the battle, and the tragic scene spread towards the side of the river.

Where the rockets were raging, the fire had been extinguished, leaving behind the shocking charred corpses and the soil after the explosion and incineration, the wounded Jin soldiers still moaning in the wind, and even tears could be seen on the faces of some of the soldiers who were driven to watch the detention.

Looking at the bridgehead, the ground turned black one after another.

The accuracy of the "Dijiang" is still a problem that needs to be greatly improved at present, and for this reason, in order to block this almost only escape route and increase the attrition of the 30,000 Jin army to the maximum, the Huaxia army fired more than 60 rockets at the bridgehead. Black dots spread from the bridge, and the small stone bridge was half blown down, and now there was only one opening left where two people could walk side by side.

Ning Yi rubbed his fists and walked across the battlefield where the cool breeze was blowing.

Around him, everyone's emotions seemed excited, and even the veterans of the Huaxia Army who were holding guns nearby were a little surprised by the victory in this battle and were overjoyed. Only Ning Yi looked a little detached when he looked at the scenes around him one after another.

"Wangyuan Bridge...... How far is it from Zizhou? ”

"Eleven miles."

“…… Oh. Ning Yi nodded.

On September 21, 1860, on the outskirts of Beijing, at Bali Bridge, more than 30,000 Qing troops fought against 8,000 British and French troops, and after a fierce battle for half a day, the Qing army suffered more than 1,200 casualties, and the British and French troops were killed and wounded 5 and 47 wounded.

This is the most humiliating scene in the whole of China in the Second Opium War in another period of history.

Of course, many times history is more like a little girl with no independent ability, just like Han Shizhong's "Huang Tiandang Great Victory", and the record of the Battle of Bali Bridge is also full of strange places. In later records, it is said that the monk king Monk Greenqin led more than 10,000 Mongolian cavalry and 20,000 infantry to fight bravely, although the resistance was stubborn, but ......

In the end, however, the Qing army suffered 1,200 casualties, resulting in a rout of 30,000 troops. After returning home, some French officers trumpeted the heroic fighting of the Qing army, saying that "they withstood the overwhelming fire that caused him heavy casualties...... I would rather not retreat a single step, bravely persevere, and all die on the spot", but some parliamentarians think that what happened at Baliqiao is nothing more than a "ridiculous war".

What is the truth of history?

At this point, it's more like an unimportant detail.

Will that piece of history die because he came into this world? I don't think so.

He walked around the charred crater and sighed softly.

The generation gap in technology seems to be an insurmountable mountain, but if it is completely insurmountable, it is not necessarily. During that period of history, the Chinese nation was humiliated and backward for more than 100 years, and until the War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea that began in 1950, China was always in a tremendous backwardness.

In the place called Shangganling, the Americans bombarded a position of 3.7 square kilometers with tens of thousands of shells and explosives every day for 43 days, firing 1.9 million rounds of shells, dropping more than 5,000 bombs by planes, and cutting down the granite of the entire hill by two meters.

And the volunteers, who lacked even explosives, even dismantled the unexploded duds thrown by the Americans and used them to dig bomb shelters.

At that time, it was the will of the Chinese, who had endured a century of humiliation, that smoothed out the greater technological generation gap and won decades of breathing space for later China.

And Wu Chaotian has endured more than ten years of humiliation.

The screams of the wounded continued.

It was a Jurchen veteran who had been affected by the explosion in the previous battle, sitting in a pool of blood, one of his feet had been blown off, he woke up from his fainting, and the great pain made him cry out on the battlefield.

Ning Yi walked up to him and looked at him quietly, quietly.

The military coat only swayed slightly in the wind, there was no compassion in Ning Yi's eyes, he just quietly looked at the veteran with a broken leg, such a Jurchen soldier must be a veteran who has experienced battle after battle, and the enemies and even innocents who died in his hands have already been countless, and most of the golden soldiers who can set foot on the battlefield of Wangyuan Bridge today are such people.

The Jurchen veteran's shouts even gradually stopped in this gaze, his teeth were fighting, and his eyes didn't dare to look at Ning Yi. Ning Yi stepped on a pool of blood and walked into the distance.

"Liheng...... Not happy? Hongti beside him asked softly.

Ning Yi looked back at the finishing scene on the battlefield, and then shook his head.

"Nope."

He said.

At this time, the good news is spreading in different directions.

Even within the Huaxia Army, a wave of shock will soon be ushered in......

……

In the Jurchen camp, it is a completely different scene.

People were waiting for the confirmation of the battlefield news, and after Shiyama shouted "This must be a fake ......", Zong Han, who was sitting in the chair, did not express his opinion again, and the scout was called in, and under the questioning of Shiyema and others, he recounted everything that happened on the battlefield in detail, but before he could say anything, he was kicked out by Wanyan Shiyema.

"This is a spy who messes with our army!"

Sheyama spoke categorically, and the pull-out speed on the side also added: "Maybe it really is." ”

While waiting for the second round of information to come, Zong Han walked around the room, looked at the map about the Wangyuan Bridge, and then whispered: "Diagonal protection is thick and fine, even if Ning Yi is deceitful and suddenly attacked, it will not be impossible to deal with it." ”

Sheyama nodded: "Father is right. ”

After that, the tent was quiet for a long time, and Zong Han, who sat back on the chair, said: "I'm only worried, although Xianbao is smart, he always has a proud spirit in his heart. If it is difficult to make a decision when the time comes, trouble will arise. ”

Sheyama did not speak.

At two o'clock in the afternoon (four o'clock in the afternoon), more detailed information came, and the scouts hiding in the distance of the Wangyuan Bridge detailed the chaos on the entire battlefield, and some people fled the battlefield, but whether there were any oblique guards among them, it was not known at this time, and Yu Yu had already gone to the front to respond. Zong Han listened to the scout's description, his hand on the railing of the chair was already trembling slightly, and he said to Shiyema: "Zhenzhu, you go ahead and take a look." ”

After Sheyama left, Zong Han asked the scout to continue to tell the scene on the battlefield, and heard the scout say that the king of Baoshan finally led the team forward, and finally the handsome flag fell, and it seemed that he had never been killed, Zong Han stood up from the chair, and the armrest he held in his right hand broke with a "click", and Zong Han threw it on the ground.

The scout was still describing the horrific firearms bombardment of the bridgehead, the flames and explosions that made it impossible for the soldiers who ran to the bridgehead to get over, some of them on fire, screaming and running through the crowd, and some of them plunging into the still cold river water on the shore. The northerners were not good at swimming, and most of the soldiers who threw themselves into the river drowned.

"That's enough—"

Zong Han interrupted the scout's description. The scout knelt there, silent.

But after a while, he heard Zong Han's voice come again: "You—continue to talk about the firearm." ”

Only then did the scout dare to speak again.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon (half past four in the afternoon), people gradually learned about Wanyan Xiebao's heroic charge and uncertain life and death from the mouths of the soldiers who fled back from the front line of Wangyuan Bridge.

At this time, the offensive and defensive of the entire Shiling battlefield had stopped under the orders of the two sides involved in the battle, which proved that both sides had already known the shocking results in the direction of the Wangyuan Bridge.

Most of us can understand the meaning of that result.

The 6,000 soldiers of the Huaxia Army, carrying new firearms to participate in the battle, defeated the elite of the 30,000 Jin Army led by Xianbao in half an hour, thousands of soldiers were regarded as dead, more than 20,000 were captured, and few escaped. And the casualties of the Huaxia Army were only a handful.

Most of the time, in fact, both sides are confirming whether this heavenly result is real. On the side of the Huaxia Army, Yu Zhongdao asked the herald to confirm the source of the information three times before accepting this reality, Qu Zhengyan sat on the ground with the information, and was silent for a long time before asking people to make a confirmation, as for the staff officer Chen Tian After receiving the message, he first laughed: "Who is entertaining me, it must have been ...... by me before" and then reacted, and was furious: "No matter what, you can't joke about military intelligence——"

People received the whole message in a variety of ways.

Before the afternoon was over, Ning Yi had already joined Han Jing and pulled a cart loaded with some "Dijiang" rockets and launchers to the front line of Shiling. While riding forward, Ning Yi reviewed the problems that had arisen on the entire battlefield with Han Jing, several technicians, and staff officers.

"The strength of the musket chamber has always been an issue, the first few rounds were a little better, and after the third round, we noticed that the chamber was improving......

"After three rounds, the paper shell of the ammunition is somewhat stuck......"

"It was a matter of luck to deal with the cavalry, the Jurchens originally wanted to go around to the south slowly, and we launched in advance, so they were not mentally prepared, and later they had to speed up, and it was too late...... We noticed that in the second round of firing, the head of the Jurchen cavalry was affected, and the remaining cavalry did not go around the field again, but chose to charge in a straight line, which happened to hit the muzzle...... If the enemy comes prepared next time, I'm afraid the speed of the cavalry will still pose a threat to us......"

"The loss of rockets is not as much as expected, they collapsed as soon as they were scared, and now they can fight a few more ......"

In the midst of the chatter, people talked about the good use of rockets. There are also people who say that the name "Dijiang" is mighty and domineering, "Classic of Mountains and Seas" says that the Dijiang is like a yellow sac, red like a fire, with wings and no face, and the most important thing is that it can dance, this rocket is named after Dijiang, and it is really vivid. Mr. Ning really knows how to choose a name and has a profound connotation......

Han Jing approached this side and hesitated: "Although...... It's a great event, but, the word emperor, won't it be inappropriate, let's kill the emperor......" He used his hand as a saw, looking like he was sawing Zhou Zhe's head in the air, but he didn't continue.

Ning Yi tilted his head: "Emperor Jiang, ......"

"Yes, Dijiang."

"Pulp, ......"

"Jiang ...... It's Jiang. Han Jing chewed for a long time, then rode his horse to follow, "What do you mean?" ”

As the sun sets, the front line of Shiling is approaching.

Azusa.

Master Li also received the first round of battle reports after Ning Yi left, she sat in a simple room, was silent at the table for a long time, and then covered her mouth and cried. There was a smile in the midst of the cry......

For many years, she once questioned whether Ning Yi's behavior of killing Zhou Zhe on the Jinluan Palace that day was reasonable, but now this matter does not need to be asked at all. At the most critical moment of the battle, which almost decided the survival of the entire race, on the sixth day of his attack, he easily annihilated Wanyan Xiebao, who had five times the number of troops on his own.

The setting sun poured in through the window of the hut......