Yang Feng's expected battle of Wuxi did not really start. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although there was a defense system that had been built on the Xicheng Line, Yabu, who only had 5,000 regular troops and a bunch of chaotic brave battalions, still abandoned the city and fled again, just leaving the pile of cannon fodder Yong battalions to guard Wuxi, while he led the 5,000 Qing troops to flee directly to Nanjing, as for those cannon fodder brave battalions, when the Ming army appeared in their field of vision, they immediately raised the white flag and opened the gate of Wuxi.

Feng Zhen's soldiers entered Wuxi without blood.

Du You's First Army also captured Changxing without encountering any resistance.

In fact, at this time, in the predetermined strategy of the Qing army, they had already given up resistance in other places, they really had no ability to defend these places, and Yabu's goal was to withdraw to Nanjing as quickly as possible, and then concentrate all their forces to defend Nanjing. Even at the same time, all the men who could fight in the Eight Banners stationed in Jingkou were also concentrating on Nanjing, while the old and weak women and children crossed the river and fled to Yangzhou, and the Jingzhou general Mang Yilu also armed all the bannermen who could hold weapons and went down the river to reinforce Nanjing, not to mention Dajia in Nanjing.

It can be said that the current Nanjing has concentrated all the men who can fight in the Eight Banners under the three generals of Jiangning, Jingkou and Jingzhou, and even the thirteen or fourteen-year-old half-cubs are armed.

However, Ah Shan, the governor of Liangjiang, and Guo Xiu, the governor of Huguang, desperately scavenged grain in various places and continuously transported it into the city of Nanjing, and at the same time recruited more than 100,000 people to dig trenches around Nanjing, erect horses, dig pits, and build forts to install cannons. Even erected countless sharp bamboo piles around the city, the river surface was locked with a dragon, and the shipwreck blocked the channel, especially for the Ming army like to push rockets to bombard the city gate, specially prepared materials and waited for the Ming army to immediately block all the land city gates.

Anyway, they also knew that it was impossible for Kang Mazi to send reinforcements in the short term, in fact, their life and death were no longer up to them, and it was in the north that really decided their life and death.

Because at the same time, the great war on the northern battlefield has also begun.

Shanhaiguan.

"Thousands of troops, this scene is too spectacular!"

Yang Xuan, commander of the First Brigade of the Ming Army, stood on Ninghai City and said with a shocked face.

In the direction of his attention, on the white earth that had just snowed, a black tide was spreading forward at a rapid speed, and the sound of countless horses' hooves trampling the ground converged into a tsunami of rage, and even the walls under his feet could feel a noticeable tremor.

Korqin cavalry.

Da Yu'er's hometown dispatched a full 10,000 Mongol warriors for her grandson.

At this time, these ten thousand warriors, like their ancestors, leaned out on the galloping horses, twisting their arms, waving their sabers in their hands, and letting out all kinds of terrifying howls, ready to cut at the heads of their opponents.

"But it doesn't help."

Yang Xuan said in a sentence commonly used by the people of the prison country.

Because at this moment, in the middle of the torrent composed of 10,000 iron horsemen, countless explosive fires suddenly shone brightly, and the shattered corpses of countless people and war horses sprayed into the sky, and countless large steel balls in the firelight swept all the lives around them like a storm, and the Mongolian cavalry that once swept through Asia and Europe in the firelight also fell one by one like fragile sorghum in a typhoon.

The scene is also quite spectacular.

Well, mines were planted there.

These unscrupulous fellows buried more than 5,000 mixed hair mines in the front line, and the unlucky Korqin cavalry rushed into the minefield representing death without any defense, and the galloping war horses kept mixing with inconspicuous mixing ropes, and then the mixing ropes drove the ignition tube coated with tetraphosphorus trisulfide, and the violent friction made this old-fashioned match material that could be ignited by a random stroke on anything burn, and at the same time instantly ignited the whole three catties of gunpowder in the mine cast by pig iron, and then turned into a terrifying flame.

Because of the odds of mixing and the speed of the horse, almost the vast majority of the Horqin cavalry rushed directly into this minefield, as for the result......

At the rear of the battlefield, Da Yu'er's nephew, the central banner of the left wing of Korqin, Zasak and Prince Shuodarhan, Gulun Ebu Bandi looked ahead blankly, staring blankly at the fire of the mine explosion and screaming in horror and trying to turn around, but because of the inertia of the charge, he had to continue to move forward, and then quickly mixed another mine, and suddenly the whole person was blown to pieces of the eldest son Luo Bu Zanggunbu, he finally couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

Kang Mazi's first attack on the old dragon head Ming Army Wharf ended like this.

After being killed by more than half of the 5,000 mines, the Horqin cavalry collapsed instantly, not that they were not brave enough, after all, they still had more than 4,000 cavalry, and these grassland warriors were still very brave, but unfortunately their war horses really couldn't stand it, you must know that Kang Mazi broke through Geerdan, relying on only a few flowering bullets made by Dai Zi to startle Geerdan's war horses, and this time thousands of mines exploded under their feet, and those Horqin cavalry war horses can be said to be miracles if they are not shocked.

Like a surging tide, the imposing Korqin cavalry was defeated back like a tide.

In the direction they were originally going to attack, those Ming soldiers who were lying in the trenches behind the stretching barbed wire fifty zhang deep, holding rifles and waiting to meet them, looked at each other speechlessly, saying that they hadn't fired a single bullet yet, so you should rush too!

Of course, Kang Mazi did not only attack the old dragon head with a large army, he knew very well how terrible a Ming army with sufficient logistics supplies was, and the continuous arrival of the transport ships on the dock north of the old dragon head was the guarantee of the logistics of the Ming army, and if he did not cut off this dragon head, he would never expect to be able to open the Shanhai Pass. He also knows very well how terrible this fortress is, even his grandfather avoided it back then, and the current Ming army is not comparable to the Ming army back then, so the main target of the Qing army is not Shanhaiguan, but the old dragon head at the starting point of the Great Wall.

The Mongolian cavalry in the north and the eight banners outside the pass, and the main force in the south of the pass, flanked by hundreds of thousands of troops on both sides and frantically attacked the ancient city wall.

Kang Mazi personally put on his armor and supervised the battle at the rear, a bunch of princes and beylors lined up with his guard battalions, a water long-handled machete as the supervising team, driving the eight banners in front, the green battalion, and even the huimin requisitioned from the northwest, the toast pulled from Qinghai, the regimental training organized by the Gyeonggi gentry, in short, the army put together from all walks of life, pushing the ladder to rush the siege tower, holding a huge gunpowder bag, holding an oversized black powder grenade that could only be used as a self-shading attack, Like ants spilling across the ground, rush to the impregnable fortress ahead.

And then the bones are crushed.

On the ancient Great Wall, the soldiers of the Ming army densely lined up behind the blue bricks, kept using rifles, cannons, grenades, and burning pings to pour death on the Qing army under the city.

Behind them were countless men who were grateful for the land they had received, carrying boxes of bullets and shells along the city walls to each soldier with picks, carts, and even shoulders. The line led north of Laolongtou to the city, where wagons and ox carts laden with ammunition were waiting to be emptied by the men behind the barbed wire fence of the Ming army's trenches. The empty wagons and ox carts immediately turned around and followed the three-way earth paved road north until the wharf, two miles away, and refilled. In the crushed ice floating next to the wharf, transport ships laden with supplies swayed silently, waiting for the unloading workers to empty all their loads before turning around and heading south to Changguk, two thousand miles away, to reload and transport back.

This is Yang Wangye's war machine.

Killing machines.

This machine at full speed, with a shuddering speed, slaughtered frantically, like a meat grinder, crushing thousands of lives, crushing the prosperity of Kang Mazi, and crushing the reign of the Qing Dynasty that lasted for half a century.

The dead bodies were piled up layer by layer under the ancient city walls, the blood melted the frozen soil of winter, stained red the green bricks that had endured centuries of wind, frost, rain and snow, and merged into blood-red streams, which flowed into the water of the Stone River, into the waves of the sea close at hand, and then disappeared in an instant, this is the blood of Kang Mazi, this is the blood of the Eight Banners, this is the blood of the rulers of this country......

The blood is all gone, what else can they have?

The blood is drained, what do we have?

Standing at the rear of the battlefield, Kang Mazi held a clairglass mirror, looking at the scene of corpses all over the field, trembling and thinking about this question.

But what if not? It's like Yabu's relayed in the eight-hundred-mile expedited Nian Qianyao's folds, going to beg Yang Feng for peace talks? He didn't care about pulling down this face, the Aixin Jueluo family never cared about this problem, Nurhachi was still lying at Li Chengliang's feet licking other people's boots, but the question was what Yang Feng would do?

Kang Mazi couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Three years ago today, he was still watching his prosperity and enjoying the cheers of the courtiers, but why did the mountains and rivers break and blood flowed into rivers in a blink of an eye?

"Hooray!"

Suddenly, the screams of the guards sounded beside him, and then a huge force crashed against him, causing him to fly out of his horse and smash to the ground, and almost at the same time, the head of his imperial horse suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist, and a round cannonball the size of a small watermelon with red minced flesh slammed into a rock behind him and landed less than two feet away from him.

"Hooray!"

A series of screams rang out, and the bodies of the three guards pressed against him at the same time, followed by a bang, and the cannonball turned into a ball of flames.

Six miles away on the Great Wall, behind a fifteen-pound rifled cannon, two gunners happily high-fived each other. (To be continued.) )