Chapter 481: Pan Xuezhong's Special Combat Team
Everyone looked at it, and no one raised any objections, Lin Zhaolong said: "Let's do it first, I'll arrange it immediately, no matter what, it's better to have a way than no way." ”
Five days later, Tao Gong's second batch of 10,000 troops landed at Tianjinwei, and Zhang Hai received 300 rifled guns from Xu Lang in Beijing.
Zhang Hai called Pan Xuezhong to the office alone: "Look at this, this is written by Xu Lang." ”
Pan Xuezhong shook his head after reading Xu Lang's letter: "Let us set up a special combat team of 300 people to harass Dolgon, there are 60,000 people on the other side, is Xu Lang crazy?" ”
Zhang Hai looked at Pan Xuezhong and didn't speak, Pan Xuezhong realized something: "You, you don't want me to go, right?" ”
"Lao Pan, we were both marines at the beginning, and I am most at ease with you."
"Don't, don't worry about me, I'm not at ease with myself." Pan Xuezhong complained and asked, "Where is Dolgon fighting now?" ”
Zhang Hai smiled: "I knew you would agree." Dolgon has now conquered Zunhua, has reached Pinggu County, and is besieging Pinggu. ”
Pan Xuezhong didn't say anything more: "I'll go and prepare immediately." ”
"You wait." Zhang Hai bent down and lifted a floor tile from the corner of the wall, and took out a wooden box from it, "Here is a five-four pistol and two grenades, these are our last two grenades, and there are not many bullets, only 16 rounds, with them." ”
Pan Xuezhong took the box: "It shouldn't be useful." ”
"Old Pan." Zhang Haihai hugged Pan Xuezhong, "The special combat team has one person and three horses, and they must run in the direction of Beijing, which is the safest." ”
"I understand." Pan Xuezhong patted Zhang Hai on the back, "Wait for me in Beijing, I'll come back and invite me to drink." ”
The 60,000-8 banners and 10,000 North Korean new armies bombarded Pinggu County with more than 20 artillery pieces for a whole day, and the entire county was bombed in pieces.
Dorgon walked into the big tent: "Sir, it's getting dark, and we're almost done today, and we can break the city tomorrow." ”
Tao Min put down the pen in his hand: "The prince is really capable of fighting, and he is worthy of being the first fierce general of my Qing Dynasty." ”
"Haha, Mr. has won the prize." Dolgon noticed that Tao Min was writing, "Who is the gentleman writing to?" ”
"Written for Tao Gong." Tao Min did not hide it, "The new Korean army on Tao Gong's side should arrive in a few days, and we will rest for a few days after we take Pinggu County tomorrow, let Tao Gong be stationed in Tianjin first, and we will march to Beijing together." ”
Dolgon looked over the table, but didn't understand what Tao Min had written, "What kind of writing did the gentleman use, and why was it so strange." ”
"The prince doesn't recognize this kind of writing." Tao Min's letter is written in simplified characters plus English, "This is a kind of text taught by the ancestor back then, which was used for the transmission of secret letters, and no one in the Ming Dynasty could understand it." ”
"Sir, talented." Dorgon said to himself, "I don't understand it either. ”
"Lord Wang." Tao Min asked, "Did the artillery withdraw after dark?" ”
"I don't think I need to withdraw it." Dorgon said, "It's powerful, but it's a hassle to push around. Anyway, the siege will continue tomorrow, so let's put it there first, I'll be on guard. ”
Tao Min thought for a while and said, "Everything is up to the prince." ”
It was getting dark, and the Manchu artillery stopped ringing. Pan Xuezhong lay on a small hillside more than three miles away from Pinggu County, holding a telescope and watching for a long time.
Although Pan Xuezhong received an order to harass Dolgon, neither Xu Lang nor Zhang Hai had a clear order on how to harass him. Pan Xuezhong watched the Manchu artillery bombardment of the county town in the afternoon, and had an idea in his heart, attack at night and knock out the Manchu artillery.
"Give the order to go down, rest all, and be vigilant." Pan Xuezhong gave an order in a low voice.
Everyone quietly found a place to lie down, and Pan Xuezhong himself sat down with his back against a big tree. There were nearly 30 artillery pieces in the Manchu Qing Dynasty, how to knock out all of them, Pan Xuezhong suddenly had no good idea.
The best way was to use gunpowder to blow up the cannon tube, but Pan Xuezhong's 300 men only carried a rifled gun, two cavalry handcuffs and a Cossack scimitar, and each of them brought a few thunderbolts. And the effect of the thunder is basically not even able to kill people, and it is useless to blow up the barrel.
Bombardment with artillery? Pan Xuezhong himself denied this idea, the artillery positions of the Manchu Qing Dynasty were heavily guarded, and even if the surprise attack was successful, he must withdraw within ten minutes, and it was impossible to achieve artillery bombardment in ten minutes.
It's really TM that there is no good way, Pan Xuezhong decided not to think about this headache anymore, it can be destroyed as much as it can become, anyway, harassment is the main thing.
In the second half of the night, when the special combat team members were called out one after another, Pan Xuezhong assigned tasks to the three detachment leaders: "The first detachment will watch our horses and be responsible for responding, and the second and third detachments will follow me to the night attack." Remember, you must fight and withdraw quickly, and you must not be allowed to drag mud and water. No matter what the effect is, as long as you hear the order to retreat, you must withdraw, and harassment is the main purpose, not to destroy the enemy. ”
"Understood, sir." The three squad leaders replied together.
"Get all the thunder and torches ready, and they can be blown up like anything."
"Yes, sir."
Pan Xuezhong turned over and got on his horse: "Let's go." ”
Two hundred special combat personnel quietly approached the Tartars' position on horses with sackcloth wrapped in their hooves.
When he was still half a mile away from the position, Pan Xuezhong took off his rifled gun: "Speed up." ”
The two hundred war horses slowly increased their speed, and the Tartar on the opposite side finally realized that the situation was wrong: "Who are you, password!" ”
"your grandma." Pan Xuezhong raised his rifled gun and knocked down the sentry with one shot, "Speed up the charge!" ”
Two hundred horses rushed into the position at a gallop, and the guns rang out, and then a row of thunderbolts was thrown out.
"Throw it into the muzzle of the gun and on the powder keg." Pan Xuezhong grabbed the war horse, stuffed the ignited thunderbolt in his hand into the muzzle of a cannon, and took out the torch from the saddle and lit it, without thinking about it, and threw it directly towards a powder keg.
There was fire everywhere, and the Eight Banners reacted quickly, and scattered bows and flintlock muskets began to return fire.
Pan Xuezhong turned the horse's head and took the copper whistle on his chest in his mouth.
A terrible whistle sounded.
"Retreat, retreat." The two detachment leaders shouted to their special operators.
The two hundred horses turned their heads and galloped back in the direction they had come.
"Drive, drive." Pan Xuezhong kept beating his war horse, looking back while running, dozens of horses chased after him from behind, and a row of crossbow arrows fell dozens of meters behind the special combat team.
"Don't stop, don't stop, accelerate." Pan Xuezhong knew that his men didn't have time to load, and the 200 rifled guns had already been fired just now. Fortunately, there were only a few dozen pursuers, and 100 rifled guns of the first detachment were waiting for them in front.
Two hundred war horses bypassed the first detachment, and Pan Xuezhong jumped down from his horse: "Everyone dismount and load." ”
The Eight Banners in the back were only more than 100 meters away from the first detachment.
"First platoon, fire." 50 rifled guns fired, and more than a dozen Eight Banners chasing soldiers who rushed to the front fell off their horses.