On this battlefield where every brick, stone, grass and tree has already been surveyed clearly, with the help of the artillery mirror, sextant, calculation table and other elements in the hands of the artillery observer, Zuo Wuwei, a middle-aged officer with a thin face, is like Guanyin Bodhisattva who has a thousand eyes and a thousand hands, and he knows everything!

The red-hot shells whistled through the cold air, not only making a screeching sound, but the temperature of the shells themselves heated the air around the trajectory, leaving a conspicuous track in the human eye. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

A heavy eight-pounder shell, fired out of the barrel by the base gun, went straight to the ranks of the Qing soldiers. All the soldiers and horses under Qin Zimian were still in a mess on the plain, crowded together. The shell swept through the air, attracting the attention of countless people, almost all of whom looked in horror at the direction where the shell fell.

With a loud bang, the shell landed on the plain, splashing a large area of dirt. The cannonball bounced high and rolled forward a few times, sweeping down a lot of wild grass along the way, but there were no casualties.

"God forbid!"

The cannonball didn't hit his head, and this time, Qin Zimian's subordinates all breathed a long sigh of relief, and even Qin Zimian himself exhaled the same.

However, this is just a test launch. The observers quickly corrected the shooting elements. Not long after, the artillery fire on the positions of the Nanyue Army was fierce and intensive, large clouds of smoke rose into the air, and orange-red flames flickered and danced in the muzzles.

As the smoke and flames rose and jumped, dozens of heavy and huge solid cannonballs swept through the air with a sharp and piercing scream, and the trajectory intertwined in mid-air, forming a dazzling web of death.

These artillery pieces of the Nanyue Army, after test firing, adjusted the muzzle elevation angle and began to bombard the Qing army's forward battalion led by Qin Zimian.

There was a rumbling sound, and eight-pound shells fell on the front and back of the Qing army. They either shot out of the air and bounced without hitting the centaurs. Or shoot straight on. Or crash into the baggage carts and chariots of the Qing army, smash those chariots into pieces, and fly sideways sharp wooden thorns. Let the pilots and gunners who were hit behind them roll and howl.

Or the shells fell slightly further back in the ranks of the infantry. The shells found the best space to display their abilities on the dry, hard ground blown by the north wind in the cold winter, and they ran and jumped merrily. Bring up bursts of blood mist from stumps. For a while, the sound of crying and wailing was everywhere, and the dense and noisy ranks of the Qing army became more and more chaotic.

The second wave of shelling came. On the artillery position of the Nanyue Army, another sharp whistle sounded, and twelve-pound shells, with terrifying screaming sounds, rushed over with a cruel smile.

This wave of shells, because of the difference between the weight of the shell and the caliber of the artillery, compared with the eight-pounder guns in the first round, although the number of gun positions is less, but the lethality is greater and the momentum is greater.

Hundreds of grapese, which were originally filled in the tin bucket, achieved a lethal effect in full accordance with the design requirements. The cannons that were shot out of the gunpowder filled in the tin barrels flew all over the crowd. Although it is said that the power of the cannon is large and small, and the range is front and back, since it is pushed out by gunpowder, it will tremble in front of the inferior armor of the former Ming army under Qin Zimian and Qin Zimian. These cannons flew everywhere in the Qing army's military formation, and the small solid iron balls swept over in the Qing army's group of soldiers and officers, shooting indiscriminately, bulleting, rolling, jumping, and smashing in the crowd.

This kind of grapetear projectile fired by a 12-pounder cannon can instantly knock down dozens of enemy soldiers in a single shot fired at close range in actual combat in the past, which is enough to make a grassroots formed unit collapse and collapse. In naval battles, it is possible to knock down a large number of enemy officers and sailors on the deck, so as to achieve the goal of paralyzing enemy ships. What's more, this is on the preset battlefield, and everything is clearly marked.

"What a vicious Southern Barbarian!"

"There's an ambush!"

The Qing army, which was hit by the precise side-fired fire from the side-fired artillery, fell into panic. Where the bullet fell, it was already crying for dad and mother, and the soldiers ran around, affecting the commotion of others.

In fact, although the artillery fire was strong, the lethality was limited by technology, and although solid and grapevine shells were fully used on the frozen soil, the actual damage to the Qing troops was not much.

The military array of tens of thousands of people, including the mules and horses of various battalions and departments, was extremely widely distributed, covering an area of less than a dozen miles. There was still some space between the battalions and the cattle. It's just that in this era, artillery is an irresistible force, especially when you can't stand and can't fight back, and you can't fight back just by being beaten, that kind of horror has been magnified countless times.

The tragic appearance of those who were hit by the cannon next to him was spreading at the speed of a virulent infectious virus, and often a person was swept by a cannonball, and his wailing and tragic situation would affect countless people next to him.

Someone wants to say, since the Nanyue army can charge against the artillery fire of the Qing army, why can't these Qing troops? You have also written a lot about how the Qing army persisted in fighting under the fierce and dense artillery fire of pig's feet, but how it could not hold on? There is no contradiction at all in this list. The Qing army at the time of the previous Battle of Tashan was original. The current Qing soldiers are copycats of water, and they are all former Ming troops.

The military discipline of the soldiers of these units is not as strict as that of the authentic Eight Banners Qing Army, and the organization at all levels is not as strict as that of the Eight Banners, so in the face of the artillery fire of the Nanyue Army, they are naturally not as calm as their masters.

Moreover, the gap is obvious, these former Ming troops seriously lacked experience in the face of the enemy's ferocious artillery fire. It cannot be compared with the Qing army and the Nanyue army that have been baptized by the Great War. Lacking both experience and strict military discipline, the immunity of these troops is naturally even lower, and faintly, the forward troops led by Qin Zimian have collapsed.

During the interval between the artillery fire, Qin Zimian gathered several of his generals and henchmen together to discuss how to deal with it. Amid the screams, howls, and moans of the wounded soldiers, everyone began to deliberate in disarray.

Although these rounds of artillery fire caused more than 1,000 casualties to the Qing army, they were also a drop in the bucket for tens of thousands of forwards, but the blow to the morale of the army was undoubtedly huge.

Watching the color numbers made by the shells and the dead being carried down, one by one they either had broken hands and feet, or their limbs were scattered and fragmented, and some people were even pierced through the abdomen by the cannons, and their intestines and feces flowed all over the ground. It can be seen that people's stomachs are churning. Moreover, this cannon is different from ordinary knife and arrow wounds on the body, no matter how strong a hero you are, you are covered with several layers of armor, and you are like clay paper paste in front of the cannon, and if you hit the body, it is an ending, that is, death! The difference is between dying happily or wailing for a while, suffering a lot of pain that is difficult to describe in words.

Fear and fear of war quickly spread among the army.

"Handsome! For today's plan, judging from the standard, only the whole army pounced on it and got mixed up with the southern barbarians! Otherwise, if you don't get killed by artillery fire, the army will be crushed by shells! ”

The words of this deputy general made Qin Zimian stunned when he heard it: "Rush up?" ”

"Yes, with the cavalry as the vanguard, the army rushes forward! You can use the cannon as a call! ”

There is a reward in the Qing army, and if you capture a cannon, you will have made a military achievement. What kind of half-future, flag-carrying and other rewards, in addition to official positions, there are gold, silver, silk, land, house servants, and so on.

Compared with the Nanyue Army, which lacked cavalry, cavalry was the pride of the Qing generals and the core of the Qing army's combat power. Although many battles before and after entering the pass relied on artillery to win, the generals of the Eight Banners insisted that cavalry was the foundation of the combat strength of the Eight Banners army.

The Ming army's cavalry under the command of Qin Zimian was in front, and the Eight Banners Mongolian cavalry and Horqin cavalry led by Demutu were in the rear, and nearly 10,000 cavalry were noisy and chaotic in two huge formations.

In front of the formation, of course, is the cavalry of the former Ming army, they are still the red armor of the Ming army as the main equipment, the clothes and armor are distinct, far away like a sea of fire. Approached to watch, these cavalry. All of them are dressed in bright red long armor and have arms and hands. Coupled with the dense banners, the spears and knives like the ears of firewood and wheat are three-eyed, but they also look majestic and murderous.

Probably frightened by the momentum of these tens of thousands of cavalry, the Nanyue army on the opposite side actually stopped firing artillery, and after a wave of flags, thousands of infantry lined up from the rear of the artillery team, and it can be seen that these infantry divisions are coming to meet the Qing army's imminent charging iron cavalry!

Such a tactic suddenly made Qin Zimian and De Mutu, who were holding monoculars in their hands to observe the movements of the Nanyue army, show a cruel smile on the corner of their mouths, in this plain area, instead of fighting with cavalry, thousands of iron cavalry who rushed into formation, but with infantry arrays to meet them, what is it that is not looking for death? !

This kind of action was also included in the eyes of the two subordinates and the leading officers, and a deputy general under the two people, a Niu Lu Zhangjing, were all cronies of the two, and they each patted their chests and promised that they would not work for the two masters to go out, just watch the battle in the formation, and wait for the good news.

"The minions will definitely be able to break the enemy in one battle, make meritorious contributions to the Qing Dynasty, and fight for the face of the master!"

The lieutenant general was arrogant and rode his horse to the front of the Qing cavalry.

He let his horse gallop in front of the battle, let the cold wind tear the red cloak backwards and fly flat, and blew the flag in the hands of the flag officer behind him.

The adjutant general lifted the reins in his hand hard, the front legs of the war horse under his crotch were in the air, the man stood up, and he roared loudly on the horse: "Brothers, follow Lao Tzu!" Kill the Nanban! ”

Behind him, countless cavalrymen roared with their weapons: "Kill the Nanban!" ”

The adjutant general roared, and first rode out on horseback, followed by several of his own soldiers, holding high the banner, shouting and rushing away. They first walked in small steps, but gradually accelerated, and when they had walked nearly a mile, they rode their horses and galloped wildly. The iron hooves hit the ground violently, and thousands of Qing army horses converged into a galloping torrent, rolling forward!

More than 200 steps behind them, the cavalry of the Eight Banners of Manchuria and Horqin Mongolia roared as the second wave.

In the atmosphere of thousands of horses galloping like thunder, Zuo Wuwei, who was in command behind the artillery team, was as unwavering as his face was like an ancient well, and his hands holding up the telescope did not move at all.

"Adjust all the elements of each cannon and prepare to go beyond shooting! Cheer for the infantry brothers! ”

The infantry brothers in his mouth were the thousands of firecrackers who were in front of the artillery team and ready to meet the Qing cavalry. At this time, they took the battalion as a unit, and lined up in a phalanx in the east and west of the plain, and the outermost soldiers took a squatting position and raised the fire guns diagonally upward. Behind them, two rows of soldiers were either pointing into the distance with their guns in their hands, and their eyes were squinted at the Qing cavalry rolling in the dust. On the innermost side of the phalanx, one hundred and ten tall and arm-length grenadiers, each in front of him was a large basket made of wattles, which was full of horsetail grenades that had just been issued to his hands.

"Hey! This time, I won't let you real Tartars and fake Tartars eat enough! ”

Thousands of horses galloped, and tens of thousands of iron hooves hit the ground that was as hard as iron, which was deafening. However, even the thunderous hoofs could not hide the sharp and piercing sound of the cannonballs whizzing past. Zuo Wuwei commanded the artillery of the Nanyue Army to start firing artillery, and the shells continued to bombard from the artillery positions several miles away, and the twelve-pound heavy artillery kept sweeping the heavy shells through the positions of the forward troops and bombarding the charging ranks of the Qing cavalry.

The twelve-pound solid iron ball swept through the air like lightning and intertwined into a net, enveloping the Qing cavalry that galloped within range. Heavy cannonballs fell from the sky, constantly falling in the shock array of the Qing cavalry, the shells and the body collided with a burst of crackling sound, with this muffled sound, the Qing army's men and horses were smashed into flesh and blood.

The screams of people and the mournful screams of horses sounded continuously. However, once the cavalry brigade is activated, it is difficult to stop. Although there was artillery fire and continuous bombardment, the Qing cavalry was unmoved and continued to rush forward. Seeing that it was less than a mile away from the array of the Nanyue Army, the cavalry's charging speed increased significantly.

"Damn it! Finally rushed to arrive! This group of southern barbarians, I don't know what kind of magic and evil magic they used! He was able to blast a cannonball from the top of his own head into Lao Tzu's team! Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the Nanyue Army, the deputy general under Qin Zimian was not without pride, but he also secretly called a fluke!

If you charge with all your strength, the cavalry will not have much time to rush through a mile, and you can run ten meters in a second, and it will take less than a minute to travel a mile!

At this time, on the artillery position of the Nanyue Army, in addition to the dozens of twelve-pounder guns that continued to fire in turn, the one hundred and ten eight-pounder guns, six-pounder guns, and big franc guns scattered on the left and right flanks also spoke, and most of the guns they bombarded were guns weighing three-five, six-seven catties, but they were superior in number, and there were even more franc cannons firing shotguns!

Under the intertwined bombardment of artillery at such a close range, the casualties of the charging Qing cavalry team suddenly increased geometrically!

However, the momentum of the Qing army's charge has not decreased, and the adjutant general has always rushed to the front with his iron and steel treasure knife held high.

Cannons, large and small, swept past him from time to time. The flag behind him has been replaced by three flag officers!

The iron hooves rolled, the smoke and dust rushed to the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the Qing cavalry of the brigade was about to rush to the front of the infantry phalanx of the Nanyue Army.

"Rush in! Kill the Nanban! ”

"Kill the Nanban!"

Seeing that more than a dozen steps away was the infantry phalanx of the Nanyue Army, the eyes of the cavalry of the Qing army were red! In their eyes, the phalanxes lined up on the opposite side were not people, but military achievements, piles of silver! Their heads, their armor, the silver in their pockets, their little things, and their weapons were all the spoils of war that were about to go to them!

Bursts of fierce gunpowder smoke and fire rose like an underground volcanic eruption, and the infantry phalanx of the Nanyue Army suddenly sounded a loud brass horn, and with this good sound, all the artillery of the Nanyue Army changed to fire shotguns, and hundreds of artillery guns fired projectiles like a storm to shoot forward, covering a range of more than 100 meters in front and about 1 or 2 thousand meters to the left.

Countless men and horses neighed, and the Qing cavalry that rushed into this range was hit by shotguns. Blood arrows burst out of them, spurting from the horses beneath them. Many people were hit by several or more than a dozen shotguns at the same time, and the whole person was blown apart.

Demutu saw very clearly that the lieutenant who was still brandishing his sword and leading the charge with men and horses, as well as the family members behind him, disappeared without a trace after a burst of artillery fire.

The scene in front of him couldn't help but make Demutul hold the reins of the horse and slow down. As his speed slowed down, so did the attack of the Eight Banners Manchurian and Horqin Mongol cavalry.

"It's not that we don't want to rush forward, but the barbarians' artillery fire is too fierce, and we can't rush up for the time being!" Demutu had already found a reason in his mind for himself to shirk it. Anyway, the fierce artillery fire of the Nanban is also a fact that everyone has seen.

In front of the various infantry phalanxes of the Nanyue Army, the Qing cavalry was killed and wounded, and the men and horses had already covered a layer of ground. The dead and wounded lay on the ground, and the horses, whose flesh and blood were wounded by the projectiles, jumped in frenzy in fright, and trampled among the dead and wounded.

These dead and wounded men and horses became the biggest obstacle on the plain, causing great obstacles and confusion to the follow-up charge of the Qing army.

However, relying on the huge inertia, there were still large groups of Qing cavalry rushing into the various phalanxes, galloping back and forth in the passage.

"Grenade! Cast! ”

Watching the cavalry of the Qing army rush in, between the various military formations of the Nanyue Army, loud and high-pitched voices sounded one after another.

"Vote! Blow it up to Lao Tzu! Blow up these fake Tartars who have forgotten their ancestors! ”

The first to welcome the Qing cavalry were the grenadiers in the various phalanxes. The horsetail grenade in their hands drew an arc and flew out, exploding in the ranks of the Qing army.

As the cavalry of the Qing army increased, in each army formation, horsetail grenades rained out and exploded in the ranks of the Qing army.