Chapter 340: The Great War at the End of the Year (6)
Luodu's White Lotus Sect bandits saw that there were few red-armored officers and soldiers, and they were attacking alone, so they concentrated two thousand main forces and ambushed behind the city wall, preparing to make a fierce close-range counter-assault at the moment when the official army stepped on the city wall, and crushed the official army in one fell swoop. Unfortunately, although this idea was good, they did not expect that the officers and soldiers would use the cavalry to go out and conduct reconnaissance in close proximity.
A small group of officers and cavalry jumped on their horses and climbed the city wall, and immediately saw a large group of bandits lying in ambush under the city wall. Seeing that the truth was being explored, the bandits had no choice but to attack in advance. However, in the era of mixed use of hot and cold weapons, the extra 100-odd impact distances of the advance attack have already determined the victory or defeat of the battle. The large-scale pig rush of the bandits soon turned into a large-scale backward turn, then into a large-scale rout, and finally into a large-scale jade shatter.
In response to the possible close-range attack of the White Lotus bandits, the Protector Army quickly learned a lesson from the battle at the waterside of Yuechi and formulated a thorough coordinated plan to deal with it.
When the forward line of infantry advanced to one hundred and fifty paces in front of the city wall, the cavalry of a squad of the second company of the guard lost no time in rushing up to the low city wall and sounded the alarm. Tan Sigui immediately ordered the troops to stop and the artillery to be released. When the bandits began to charge after a few breaths, He Chengjun's muzzle had already turned around and aimed at the enemy.
At the beginning, the artillery used double charges and ten pounds of shotgun, and the nine cannons on both wings quickly sprayed iron, which blew across the enemy's chaotic queue like a gale, and the enemy was covered in blood and rolled on the ground. At sixty paces, the cannon was reloaded with fifteen pounds of shotguns. At thirty paces, three muskets were lined up under the cover of three rows of short spearmen, and about a hundred muskets fired a salvo of shotguns.
Eight hundred four-coin irons were released at close range, and in an instant, those fanatical bandits who had been occupied by dreams were brought back to the cruel reality. In the face of the neat spear formation that was advancing step by step, the bandits lost the courage to continue to move forward, and even abandoned the illusion of ascending to the Kingdom of Bright Heaven. Without waiting for the leader's order, they turned around and ran, heading towards the dock, the last hope of life.
However, they wanted to escape alive and had to pass the cavalry first.
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Like many children from poor families in rural Sichuan, Yang Da's parents were illiterate and could not afford to name them, so they had to be called according to the order of their siblings. The name Yang Da naturally indicates that he is the eldest in the family.
Yang Da's father is the second uncle Yang of Chongyi Village. After planting seedlings in the spring, Yang Da and his brother Yang Er both entered the Xinfan County Guardian Team, and then it didn't take long for him to be favored by the above and transferred to the palace guard unit.
In the guard battalion, Yang Da got his official name from Shizi: Yang Tianbo. He not only learned to ride a horse with swords, guns, guns, guns, guns In the melting pot of the army, Yang Da, a simple and honest son of a farmer, quickly grew into a determined and fearless warrior. He wants to use a spear and a war horse to defend His Majesty, His Royal Highness, his parents, brothers and sisters, and his own victory.
The enemy was defeated and fled, but Yang Tianbo did not hesitate and crossed the city wall again.
He had his horse between his legs, his gun in both hands, and his eyes fixed on the backs of the enemy in front of him. The horses fell together and threw the surrounding scenery backwards as quickly as possible. He wasn't nervous. He knew that behind him were eleven of his classmates, charging with the same mounted guns.
Catching up with the fleeing enemy, he stabbed his rifle forward, then drew it quickly. Before the enemy could scream, the head of his spear that had fallen behind him had already swept forward, and with the speed of his run, he knocked another fleeing enemy to the ground. The head of the gun went to the left front, and he immediately leaned forward to the left, and as soon as he handed the barrel of the gun in his right hand, another fleeing enemy was stabbed in the waist.
Three people with one shot! But he did not have time to get excited, he had to pull out the head of the spear as fast as he could, or else the shaft of the spear, which had fallen into the enemy's body, would sweep him off the horse's back at a considerable speed as the horse was advancing.
The weapon spectrum says, "An inch long is an inch strong."
The attack range of the Zhanger cavalry spear is much larger than that of the sabre, and the cavalry can attack the enemy first when hedging. The lethal power of the rifle is also greater than that of the saber, and the enemy is either killed or maimed when stabbed. But the disadvantages of the cavalry spear were as prominent as its advantages, the most terrible being the inability to draw the gun in time after stabbing the enemy, the result of which was either knocking the rider off the horse or cutting off the rider's wrist.
To avoid injury, the rider should try to attack the enemy on the right side without the barrel of the gun crossing his chest. After stabbing, draw the gun quickly, if you can't, let go immediately and abandon the gun with a knife.
Shizi once told them that horses don't move as fast as they seem, and that their arms are actually much faster than horses. So after stabbing the enemy in the body, there is still time to pull out the spear. But in a battlefield environment, being able to do this requires rigorous training. The Guard has worked hard in this regard. When they practice stabbing on horses, they demand quick recovery after a blow and keep the tip of the gun aimed in the right direction. Otherwise, even if you are stabbed, you are not qualified.
Yang Tianbo's cavalry caught up. The nostrils and mouths of the war horses were wide open, and they were whining and panting.
"Squad leader, you're amazing! Kill three in one shot! "The soldiers were very impressed with their squad leader's riding and spearmanship.
Yang Tianbo shook his head: "I've only practiced for a few months, and it's still far from being a Tianquan soldier." They can flip under the horse's belly to avoid the arrows! ”
Seeing that the enemy had fled into the town, and the narrow streets and alleys were not conducive to the cavalry chasing on horseback, and his own infantry was crossing the city walls and pursuing into the city, Yang Tianbo threw down his cavalry gun and ordered: "Gu Xi, you stay and watch the horses!" The rest of the men took out their firearms and followed me into the city to slay the thieves. We are the guard battalion of the prince, not only cavalry, but also infantry! ”
The soldier named Gu Xi stopped doing it and shouted: "Squad leader, why am I being a horse stake again!" ”
"Execute the order!" Yang Tianbo roared with a calm face. He jumped off his horse, pulled the musket out of the pouch beside the saddle, ordered the inspection of the firerope and other equipment, and, with a wave of his hand, directed his squad to follow the infantry into the town.
"Why don't my parents give birth to two more!" The soldier named Gu Xi held a large handful of reins in his hand and complained hatefully. Because he is the only son in the family, it is generally not his turn to charge for his life. Suddenly, he saw the riding spear thrown by the squad leader and his comrades-in-arms on the ground, and he was immediately overjoyed: Isn't that a good horse stake?
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On the Luodu Wharf, dozens of wooden boats of all sizes are parked. When the fleeing people crowded the boat, they were horrified to see the official and military warships flying the scarlet battle flags appear on the surface of the Qujiang River. The two big boats with oars rushed over at great speed, aiming the muzzles of the black holes in the bow at them. In desperation, the bandits had no choice but to surrender.
Zhu Pingjin stood at the bow of the boat, looking at everything in front of him with satisfaction. There was a crowd of kneeling on the docks, and the Protectors had poured out of the streets and alleys of the town, surrounding the enemy. They waved flags, swords and guns, and shouted loudly, both to celebrate their victory and to pay tribute to the prince who personally intercepted the enemy.
Zhu Pingjin loudly introduced to Yu Dajiang: "General Yu, look at it, this is the invincible Protector Army!" ”
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The tax gate on the wharf has now become the temporary headquarters of Zhu Pingjin and Liao Daheng. Liao Daheng had already arrived first and was waiting at the yamen. He looked a little too excited, and when he saw Zhu Pingjian's face, he pulled his dragon claws and shook them, forgetting that he was just a minister, and Zhu Pingjian was the monarch.
"Shizi, this time the old man came out with you, it can be regarded as an eye-opener!" Liao Daheng's face was red, and his smile bloomed, "With a cannon bombardment, three thousand thieves, none of them ran away!" ”
"Liao Gong! You don't know, these cannons are melted with the usual copper coins! According to the current technology, the iron-cast small cannon is acceptable, the cannon is useless at all, and nine out of ten cannons are exploded! ”
"No wonder, it turned out to be a copper cannon!" Liao Daheng suddenly realized. It is no wonder that the soldiers who fired the cannon fired it so fast that they had no intention of stopping to cool the cannon at all.
"In this case, the ministers and others will save the copper capital of Sichuan and use it to cast cannons! The old man sent a letter to Chen Qichi, asking him to stop the work of the money minting bureau first! ”
The excitement and excitement shown by Liao today is extremely incommensurate with his age and official position. He slapped his head and had a bad idea for Zhu Pingjin: "The old man traveled to Emei a few years ago, and saw that there are many bronze Buddhas, copper bells, and copper towers in Wannian, Baoguo, Shengji and other temples. In particular, the sitting statue of Fuxian Bodhisattva on the white elephant (Note 1) is said to be cast during the Taiping Xingguo period of the former Song Dynasty, and more than 100,000 catties of refined copper materials were used. The old man thought, if it is used to cast cannons, won't it be able to stand up to hundreds of cannons? With these cannons, the tyrants, no, even if they break into the east, what are they afraid of! ”
Zhu Pingjin originally wanted to conquer Liao Daheng with the actual combat performance of the Protector Army and let him get closer to him, but he immediately cultivated a weaponist, and he was also an artilleryist.
According to Liao Tycoon's bad idea, since the temple can move, the palace can't move? Since the palace view can be moved, the palace can't be moved? If this wind opens, the natural golden body of the Fuxian Bodhisattva of Wannian Temple is inevitable, and the two big bronze sheep of Qingyang Palace are suddenly in calamity, as well as the copper tripod, copper furnace and copper beast in the palace of Shu Wangfu, the county palace and the temple, carrying the copper lion in front of the door, two large and one small family of three, plus a hydrangea...... Zhu Pingjin's scalp was numb when he thought about it.
"Bodhisattva, it's better to stay put." Zhu Pingjin groaned. As he spoke, he tried to find a way to shirk it: "I ruined the golden body of the Bodhisattva, provoked the blame from God, and the son of this world is afraid that the country will be shaken, and the people of Shu are even more worried about the guilt, so it is not appropriate to act without permission." If the situation collapses in the future and has to be moved, the son of this world must first burn incense and bathe, and pay tribute to the temple, the Buddha and the three Qings. If God punishes him, he will only punish the son of this world, don't hurt the people of Shudi! ”
"The benevolent and righteous act of the prince moved the heavens and the earth!" Liao Daheng flicked the sleeves of his robe and knelt down in front of Zhu Pingjian. When Zhu Pingjin was about to help him, the old man suddenly raised his head and shouted, "Mr. Qian!" ”
"Dong Weng, the students are here!" Qian Weihan carried the hem of his robe and flashed out of the corner of the yamen. He ran so hard that he almost tripped over the threshold.
"Have you remembered everything the prince said?"
"The students naturally take it to heart! Some villagers offered advice to the son of the world and said: Sell the bronze Buddha to cast a cannon, and hundreds of statues can be obtained in ten days. Used to resist thieves, thieves are powdered! The prince of the world said, the Buddha is a god, protecting the fortunes of the country and protecting the people, how can he move lightly? If you have no choice, you must first burn incense and bathe, and tell the Buddha of heaven and earth that he will be guilty of going to heaven every day, and he will only sin himself, so don't hurt the people of Shudi! Even if you fall into the mortal dust and spend three thousand years of cultivation, you will have no regrets!"
Looking at the performances of Liao Daheng and Qian Weihan, Zhu Pingjin was a little puzzled: "Liao Gong, Mr. Qian, who are you?" ”
"Luo Du is victorious, and the military reporters of Fuxing Daily will definitely issue a special issue. The old man thinks that since it is a big victory, it is good to leave a good story! In this way, it is also good to inspire the soldiers and civilians of Shu to fight bravely to kill the enemy! ”
I see! This Liao tycoon has been used by Zhu Pingjin several times, and he has also learned to use the news media to build momentum!
"What is that 3,000-year-old practice?" Zhu Pingjin said urgently. Fuck you, Xiaoqing is only 3,000 years old!
"Could it be that the cultivation of the son of the world is more than three thousand years?" Liao Daheng suddenly realized.
"Then the student changed it to nine thousand years!" Qian Weihan immediately answered.
From Xiaoqing to Bai Suzhen! Zhu Pingjin thought, after drinking realgar wine, will it show its original form? What is that wife, is it Xu Xian?
Note 1: The white elephant and the bodhisattva are now alive and beautiful.
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