Chapter 515: Burning Tower Mountain
"Ready!"
"Ignition!"
A sharp whistle sounded, and several officers and assistants of the rocket team shouted loudly to their soldiers at the position where they were placed.
The rocketeers, who had long been ready to stop, glanced at the angle of the rocket launcher for the last time, glanced at the flags floating in the air, silently exchanged glances, and touched the torches in their hands towards the tail of the rocket.
In the eyes of Wu Sangui's soldiers, who seemed to be standing leisurely and chatting not far from the rocket team's position, these rockets were completely different from the ones they had seen in Ningyuan and Shanhaiguan, but they were more than a foot long, and one end of the pole was cone-shaped, which looked a little like fireworks set off during the New Year's holiday, but they were just a little bigger.
Do these things work? The soldiers who had been fighting with Wu Sangui for many years were a little surprised.
However, an even bigger surprise followed. Rockets like fireworks roared like a fire dragon from the positions of Hongluo Mountain and Dayu Mountain to the position of Tashan Jiannu not far away, and a gray-white arc immediately appeared in the blue sky that was blown by the north wind overnight. Before the arc could disappear, there was a burst of explosions on the Tashan position. One by one, the fires rose rapidly on the Tashan position with black smoke, and the deer barricades that had still hindered the advance of the Ming army yesterday suddenly turned into huge bonfires blazing. Like a rocket that falls on a trench, earthen wall, or low wall, it can form a sea of fire within a radius of ten steps near the point of impact.
This scene suddenly made Mo Yu, Shi Lang and others talk and laugh, talking all the way as if they were in a no-man's land. Wu Sangui, who traveled back and forth between Jinzhou and Tashan, almost lost the clairvoyance in his hand.
The arson rocket, with a total weight of more than 40 catties, was called oil arrows by the soldiers because it was filled with a mixture of more than 10 catties of fish oil and fierce fire oil. After years of practice and exploration, the inclined rocket launch slot on the rocket launch frame, the rocket body has changed from a cylinder to a round platform, the head of the rocket retains a conical fairing, and the guide rod is no longer fixed on one side of the rocket body, but appears on the central axis of the rocket, and is fixed at the bottom of the rocket by 3 or 4 claw forks. This design of the "centerline guide rod" improves the stability of the rocket and increases the hit rate. In addition, three inclined stable spiral plates were installed in the tail section of the rocket. The gunpowder gas ejected from the tail of the rocket causes the rocket to spin in flight and achieve stability. This new design significantly increased the accuracy of the rocket.
Dozens of rockets deviated slightly from the launch trajectory and landed in the traffic trench behind the first earthen wall. The hundreds of clothed soldiers hiding in the ditch were considered to be unlucky. Fang Cai was still in high spirits as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, looking forward to preparing to use the firearm in his hand to earn some military merit for himself when the Nanyue Army charged this time. Go and seize the reward of the Prince Rui's master for killing the enemy of the Nanyue army. Silver. Raising the flag, these beautiful hopes, in an instant. Not a single ash was left of the whistling rockets. These wrappers, who were planning to raise their own flags just now, should be called a certain Jia clan, have become the souls of the revenants in purgatory. In the burning traffic trenches, screaming and scurrying around like headless flies. Some of the clothes and armor were ignited by the fire, crying, wailing, rolling on the frozen ground, trying to extinguish the fire, and some simply rushed out of the trench and ran to the sea, hoping that the sea would extinguish the evil fire, but after running for dozens of steps, their bodies were deformed by the fire, and they fell to the ground, and after a few struggles, they turned into charcoal.
After a round of rockets, the entire Tashan forward position turned into a sea of fire, and the deer, trenches, low walls, and earthen walls that were still there the day before yesterday that hindered and harvested the lives of the Ming soldiers were burning, groaning, deforming, and collapsing in the raging fire.
"Second brother! Let the minions behind the second earthen wall get down! Otherwise, it will be burned by the demon fire set by the Southern Barbarians! "Even if Dolgon, Dordor, and the others have followed their father and brother to fight in the north and south since they were sensible, but when have they seen such a scene? It was said that it was demon fire, and Duoduo had already regarded this fire in his heart as the three-flavor true fire in the mouth of the storyteller.
Dorgon's heart was bleeding, too.
After three consecutive days of engagement, he and his generals also had a fuller understanding of the combat effectiveness of the army in front of them. Originally, I thought that these Nanban were only good at relying on fortifications to defend operations, and at most they were fierce in the field, but they didn't expect that the fortifications were also so strong and ruthless.
As the flames continued to rise, the deer and low walls of the first line of defense had been reduced to nothing, and the heat from the burning made the fortifications that had been poured with seawater and frozen as hard as steel like mud. Even more frightening, as the local temperature on the first line of Tower Hill rose, the sea began to replenish the area with cold air, and the scorching heat wave was constantly pushed by the cold air to blow on Dorgon's face.
The armor on the Eight Banners generals also began to heat slightly.
"Second brother, if we don't withdraw again, those soldiers and horses of ours will become the vine armor soldiers who burn the Snake Valley!"
"Withdraw! Order all the minions behind the second fortification to withdraw into the cantonment cave, and leave only a few people in the trench behind the breastwork! The Baturu of Manchuria with two white flags all retreated outside Tashan Fort and waited until the Ming army launched an attack before moving forward! β
"Duoduo, all the Bayala soldiers of you and me will go to the front enemy to supervise the retreat, and if any of the minions panic and disturb the morale of the army and flee first, correct the law on the spot! The family members are prostitutes! β
Although Dolgon's military orders were severe, the soldiers of the two white flags and the soldiers of Manchuria with the two white flags, who could only wait anxiously for when the rockets on their heads would be launched, were like the emperor's amnesty, and under the guidance of officers at all levels, they slowly and orderly retreated along the communication trench where rockets landed on the edge of the ditch from time to time and exploded into a ball of fire.
At the behest of Huang Taiji, Turai and Mulima, who came to Tashan with a thousand coats inlaid with yellow flags, were commanded by the Dolgon brothers, and each led two Niu Lu's coats along a traffic trench and ran quickly towards several cantonment caves behind the second breastwork.
"Squeak! - "A rocket flew over people's heads with a long scream, which immediately made the group of yellow flag coats a little agitated.
Maybe the power has been exhausted. Perhaps it was a little skewed by the cold wind that was constantly replenishing from the sea, and he plunged down and landed only a dozen paces in front of Tulai.
There was a muffled "bang", everyone's eyes turned red, and a fireball exploded.
"Don't mess around! Don't run! Which one is messed up, Lao Tzu will kill him first and then kill his whole family! β
Turai stopped his subordinates' panic and snatched a shovel from one of the guards to dig fortifications, "This demon fire is not afraid of water, then we will use some soil for you!" β
A shovel full of earth was thrown at the fire, and the fire suddenly weakened a little.
"Someone with a shovel stepped forward. One spade of soil per person. Cast! β
More than a dozen people with shovels timidly stepped forward and extinguished the fire with all their hands and feet.
"What is your official position now?"
Summoned to the presence of the Prince of Rui by Dolgon's Bayala soldiers, Turai was still quite apprehensive. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.
"The words of Prince Rui's master. The minion is now a third-class Aung Bang Jangjing. β
"The king can see it very clearly. You will not be in danger and extinguish the demon fire. Very good! I have set an example for the Eight Banners Army, since this king has received the emperor's grace. If you have the right to make decisions on the spot, then the king will be presumptuous and promote you to the first-class Angbang Zhangjing, and you will be the leader of these minions with yellow flags! Your brother Mulima, I think he is also a talent, promoted to Jialazhangjing, let him assist you in your affairs, and after the war, I will go to the emperor to explain this matter! β
"Slaves, thank you Prince Rui for your promotion!"
Just because of a few shovels of soil, Turai never dreamed that he would jump from the third-class Aung Bang Zhangjing to the first class, and even the clan brother Mulima also jumped from the hereditary Niu Lu Zhangjing to Jiala Zhangjing. It seems that following Prince Rui's master out to fight and do things is a pleasure!
"Alright, let's go back and rest! After a while, Nanban will come up, and you will have to work hard! β
"Turai, you good servant, you have been ordered by the general to be promoted to the rank of your brother, and the general cannot but say that you two brothers, each with two high-quality Mongol women, will go to the fort in a moment to pick them up. Each of your officers shall be rewarded with fifty pieces of silver. Those coated minions also have a reward of wine and meat! β
"Slaves, thank you General Yangwu for the reward!"
This move, in Dorgon's opinion, was a multiplicity. Turai used sand to extinguish the fire, undoubtedly stabilized the morale of the army, and Dolgon promoted him to his official position, one is true to his word, which is helpful to his prestige in the army, and second, Turai is a man under the yellow flag, which is undoubtedly a hand into the yellow flag. Huang Taiji allowed Turai to be promoted, naturally it is the best, not allowed, for Dolgon, the Turai brothers will only complain to Huang Taiji in their hearts. Just hit a wedge in the middle of the two yellow flags! They have a large number of Guarga clans, and they are also the family that Dolgon must woo.
"Don't be afraid of Nanban releasing demon fire! Spread out the formation! Those demon fires can be broken with sand! β
"Spread out the formation! You can use sand to break the demon fire of the Southern Barbarians! β
"The demon fire of the Southern Barbarians can be broken with sand!"
Like any new force, Jiannu also possessed the same crazy and savage ability to learn and summarize, and this discovery of Turai was quickly heard by Dolgon's Baya soldiers on horseback and communicated among the various departments of the Qing army. In the blink of an eye, the Qing soldiers who were burned by the fire all passed on this surprising discovery to each other.
All the soldiers of the Qing army began to settle down, drinking water and eating some dry food in the garrison cave, tidying up their swords, guns and guns, and waiting for the orders of the commanders.
Yesterday, the trench and earthen wall that were similar to the Jincheng soup pond were gradually stripped of their camouflage and turned into their original appearance again under this round of rocket strikes.
As the fortifications continued to burn and collapse, the frequency and density of rocket launches were also slowly decreasing, because the range was limited, and it was unlikely to cover the entire Tower Hill position, and it could only be a means of rocket attack on the first line of fortifications.
"Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo!"
Unlike the Nanyue Army, which used a copper trumpet to convey orders, the Ning Yuan Army still used a horn to convey the intentions of the commanders, but with the gradual degradation of the Ming army, the ability to convey all military tactical actions to each formed unit became only a simple offensive order.
With the spread of the horn, the banners of the Ming army in the direction of Dayu Mountain and Hongluo Mountain slowly moved, and they were the two chariot battalions of the Ning Yuan Army.
"Up!"
Fang Cai's round of rockets like a storm turned the Qing army's position into a sea of fire, and also greatly boosted the morale of these soldiers who rushed from Ningyuan. They came out of the array in high spirits as the first wave of the attack. With their heads held high, they slowly pushed all kinds of chariots and pressed towards the Qing army's position.
At the back of their line were thousands of soldiers and civilians, at the front of the wave carrying straw bags on their shoulders, full of dirt. Most of the people behind them were holding various tools in their hands, including iron shovels and pickaxes issued to them by the Nanyue army.
"Under the cover of the battalion, go to the first line of defense and throw bags of dirt into the trenches. Then the deer barrage, the ditch, the earthen wall, and the low wall were all demolished. Fill it in, and when you come back, you will be paid a silver dollar each! β
In addition to wages, those strong laborers who took the tools of the Nanyue Army were even more promised. As long as it is possible to dismantle and destroy the fortifications that hinder the advance of the army. Tools in their hands. and you can use it for yourself.
It's made of the finest wrought iron! On weekdays in Ningyuan City, I am afraid that the waist knives in the hands of those officials and soldiers may not have so much wrought iron used!
However, if someone dares to flee halfway. Or the more than 1,000 cavalrymen under Wu Sangui, who were slowly pressing on the two wings of the brigade, had already been ordered to be killed!
A large group of men and horses slowly pressed towards the direction of Tower Hill along the coastline that had just receded. The front chariot. The upper baffles are covered with a thick quilt, which is wet with seawater and covered with soil. Some are also covered with cowhide and iron sheets. The chariot behind, although there are not so many cowhide and iron sheets, are also covered with several thick layers of bedding, and between the bedding is a combination of earth and water. It was used to defend against the guns and firearms of the Liaodong rebels......
Looking at this side from Tashan Fort, you can clearly see that with the undulating terrain, the red cotton armor and banners of the Ming army are surging to the north wave after wave.
"General, the minions of the artillery team asked, do you want to fire the cannon to stop it?"
Dolgon's henchman, clapping his hands and recording Cao Zhenyan, whispered to Dolgon for instructions.
Squinting his slender eyes and taking a closer look at the undulating crowd, Dorgon shook his head.
"These people are just some people and the like, and it is useless to kill them, and tell the minions of the artillery team that they are not allowed to fire a cannon without the order of the general. Let them get to the second ditch for a good time! β
In the blink of an eye, the chariots of the Che Battalion arrived at the outer edge of the first fortification, and at this time, the trench system built by Dolgon, which carefully integrated the characteristics of the long trench of the Qing army and the breastwork wall of the Nanyue army, the bunker and the horse rejection trench, had turned into piles of wet dirt in the face of the enthusiasm of the rocket, and the earthen walls, low walls and even many places in some sections collapsed. If it had been yesterday, in the event of a rapid artillery attack, the generals who led the troops, Tan Bai and Turai, would have urged the Aha slaves in the army to desperately rush to repair and restore the fΓΉ, but today under the unreasonable rockets flying in the sky of the Nanyue army, it is useless to repair. The three ditches and two low walls in front of the breastwork, the deer and horses between the ditch and the low wall, and the wooden stakes and ropes, have long since turned into charcoal that is emitting green smoke.
Stop moving forward ......"
Amid the shouts of the officers one after another, the crowd marching like a tide stopped, and the black pressure gathered in this narrow space.
The car battalion of the Ning Yuan Army began to be lined up on this front.
Along with the chariot arrived, a large and small Franc machine and a general's artillery, and the gunners quickly set up gun emplacements on both sides of the chariot, and set up their muzzles in front of the passage where the Tartars might rush out at any moment.
Similarly, on the chariot, the muzzles of black holes pointed at the land that had been devouring the lives of his comrades yesterday.
As long as the Qing army on the opposite side makes any move, more than 100 artillery pieces of various sizes here will smash gunpowder and steel towards the opposite position.
The whole battlefield was terrible quiet, only the sound of heavy gasps of people.
"Artillery cover! Minfu stepped forward! β
The command of the deputy general of the car battalion shattered the silence of this moment.
The officers shouted one after another: "Artillery cover, the people go up to fill the trench!" β
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! β
Heart-pounding war drums sounded, "Fill in the trenches!" Thousands of men shouted, and under the leadership of their respective leaders, they rushed out like a tide along the passage reserved between the chariots and the gun emplacements.
The people who rushed to the front with dirt bags on their shoulders tore their throats and shouted desperately, emboldening their companions and themselves. He threw the bags of dirt he was carrying on his shoulders into the ditch one by one.
The outermost trench was filled in in an instant.
Then, the men with all kinds of tools in their hands swarmed up, and began to dig the low wall, dismantling the remnants of the roots of the deer, and throwing large pieces of earth into the ditch.
Behind them, those Ning Yuanjun's chariots were also slowly moving forward.
"Lord Ha Jing, this method is really good."
Standing on the top of Hongluo Mountain, every move of the Tashan position was clearly seen by Wu Sangui.
Using the Ministry of Military Justice to strangle the people, this is Li Huamei's idea to Wu Sangui. In fact, it is not a new method, all the workshops, mines, and shipyards in Nanzhong are carried out in this way, and the workers or official slaves are organized into teams to facilitate management. This is also an inevitable requirement of industrial production.
However, this is a new concept for Wu Sangui and others, who are still in the way of thinking of agricultural economy.
"Handsome! The last general felt that it would be a bit of a waste if these people were dismissed like this after the war! One of Wu Sangui's henchmen guerrillas, who was also the leader of the family, whispered to him.
"These people are all in the prime of life, disciplined, organized, and have been in battle, although they have never really fought with the Tartars, but with a little training and training, they are a group of good soldiers, and the last general will congratulate the commander on having thousands of more elites!" (To be continued......)