Chapter 497 Might

Zhao Xuan quickly closed the cannon mirror, which was similar to the square weapon (rectality) used by the Ming army, but the calculation distance was clearer. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ,!

He personally stepped out, and in just a moment, Zhao Xuan calculated the distance and shouted loudly: "The target distance, three hundred and seventy steps!" ”

Immediately, the general manager on that side, and several observers shouted in unison: "The target distance, three hundred and seventy steps!" ”

"The gun is three or six degrees high, and the medicine is two catties and eight taels."

In the roar, the armor length of each gun wearing a hat and helmet immediately calculated the relationship between the target distance and the angle of the gun. The foremen in each armor vigorously rotated the spiral iron handle behind the tail of each gun, and in the creaking sound, the muzzles of each cannon were either slowly raised or lowered.

There are also foremen of each armor, who urgently came to the muzzle of the gun with a round weapon (gun gauge), quickly checked the elevation angle of the gun barrel, and then everyone shouted: "The adjustment is complete." ”

"Adjusted!"

Mr. Qian looked at the quick and accurate movements of his gunners, and waved his right arm with satisfaction: "Send it into the medicine bag!" ”

"Send it to the medicine bag!"

The ammunition players of each armor roared in unison, and quickly picked up the corresponding propellant packs in one of the cells in the ammunition cart according to the amount of ammunition, and quickly stuffed it into the chamber.

After he flashed out, the bombardier nimbly copied the boom in his hand, and with a single blow, he sent the medicine bag deep into the bottom of the barrel.

Laugh at!

The sharp iron cone pierced through the door of the fire, instantly piercing the silk medicine bag inside.

The iron cone hands of each armor quickly flashed away, and one by one the medicine guides stepped forward, and quickly inserted the goose feather medicine tube in their hands deep into the fire door.

While they were busy with their work, the ammunition men of each artillery pushed heavy solid iron balls into the barrels of the guns from the cannon carts.

Each of them has a clear division of labor, and their movements are graceful and swift, as if they are flowing like flowing water, and it seems that they are not preparing a murderous weapon, but engaging in an elegant art.

At the same time, the first commander of each armor was still urging and yelling: "The action is quick, fast and effective, fast, fast, fast!" ”

While roaring, the captains looked at each other, which was quite provocative. In Zhao Xuan's artillery battalion, the commanders of each artillery armor between each unit and each general are also fiercely competing with each other, to see whose gunners in the armor have a fast and good loading speed.

Compared with the soldiers of the remaining battalion of the Jingbian Army, the skill assessment of the artillery battalion is all in the preparation and firing of artillery. Which artillery hits accurately and well, is not only related to the honor of the armor, but also has tangible benefits.

Wang Dou also encouraged the competition of the sergeants, of course, it was a benign competition!

Zhao Xuan crossed his waist with one hand and pressed his sword with the other, looking at his own excellent artillery camp, he was full of pride. At this time, the smoke of the artillery bombardment had not yet dissipated, and the aftermath of the artillery array gently brushed on his face, making this Ming Dynasty version of the otaku have a bit of steel on his face.

He suddenly felt a little lonely, and thought to himself: "It's boring to shell the Tartar cavalry who have no power to fight back, it depends on the level of the Han military camp!" ”

It's not right to think about it, is the artillery battalion of the Han Army Banner worthy of being its own opponent? My goal is to defeat the invincible opponents in the world!

I heard that the level of Hongmaoyi is good, and I hope to compete with them then.

Mr. Qian reported loudly that the artillery crew had been prepared.

Zhao Xuan turned sideways, the sword at his waist choked out, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at the pontoon bridge.

A sword made of stainless steel, glittering in the sun.

"Shelling!"

Zhao Xuan's hand holding the sword was as steady as Mount Tai, and he roared hoarsely.

"Shelling!"

Mr. Qian's big eyes like copper bells stared viciously at the pontoon bridge on that side, and he also frowned angrily!

In an instant, the smoke from the twenty Hongyi six-pounder guns enveloped the artillery positions on this side, followed by the sound of thunderclaps. The loud sound of the salvo of twenty cannons made the hills on this side seem to tremble, and even the mules and horses dragging the cannons above the hills neighed uneasily.

While each cannon spewed out thick white smoke, the same fierce cannon flames flashed between the muzzles, and the whistling iron bullets rotated at high speed, making a strange sound that captured people's hearts and souls in the air.

The movement caused by the loud noise made many horses on both sides of the Ming and Qing dynasties stop their movements after hearing the sound, and they couldn't help but look at the position of Zhao Xuan's artillery battalion and the direction where the shells flew.

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Swords and spears are like a forest, and the iron stream of Qing army reinforcements is still surging from the north shore like a tide. On the large pontoon bridge on the right, at this time, there were dense Manchurian white-flag knights stepping on the pontoon bridge, and when they heard the neat and strange cannon sound, they all subconsciously looked into the air.

The big cake face, collapsed nose, and fierce and ugly appearance of Jia Lazhang Jingyan Zha are also subconsciously slowing down the horses.

Looking at the other side of the river, the smoke and dust on that side rushed to the sky, and countless armor soldiers loomed, and the men and horses of the Ming and Qing dynasties were fighting fiercely. However, with the loud noise, somewhere offshore, the shining fire, and the large puffs of white smoke could still be seen clearly.

Seeing that everyone in Jialane beside him looked nervous, Le Ma hesitated, although he was a little frightened.

Yan Zha has also seen a lot about the artillery of the Jingbian Army, and he is still afraid of it in his heart. However, he was still disdainful on his face, and shouted at his subordinates: "What do you see, hurry across the river, and go and kill the southern barbarians without leaving a piece ......of armor behind."

Before the words fell, I saw iron balls, with a whining scream, splitting towards their own pontoon.

He couldn't help but pause, looking at the sky, his Adam's apple rolling up and down rapidly.

Not far behind him, Niu Lu Zhang Jing Niu Gulu was even more nervous, he had been silent a lot in recent days, and the death of his in-law Ning Erjia made him even more decadent, and he already had the idea of disarming and returning to the field.

After the battle of Shunxiang Fort that year, the Jingbian Army at that time, no, it should be called the Shunxiang Army, seemed to have become the nemesis of the Qing Dynasty, and the familiar people around him were all killed in battle, and he had a premonition that next, maybe it would be his turn.

Seeing the iron ball in the sky roaring, he was terrified, and he didn't know whether to move forward or retreat.

And when riding a horse, you should also pay attention to the gap in the pontoon bridge so as not to lose the horse's hooves.

After the continuous bombardment of the Jingbian military artillery battalion, the pontoon bridge at this time can be said to be full of holes and gaps. From time to time, there are still corpses that are beginning to swell, some of them have no wounds, but the horses rushed into the river after being frightened and drowned alive.

Look at their faces floating on the water, all of them are hideous with fear and helplessness. Most of the armor soldiers in the Qing army who can have horses are wearing heavy armor, which is already heavy, and some people still have weapons and bows and arrows on their bodies.

In the frightened gaze of the Qing soldiers on the bridge, the iron balls roared strangely and finally fell.

"Boom!"

An iron bullet of several catties roared, accompanied by a panicked scream of the Qing soldiers on the bridge, and landed not far from the side of the bridge, and after it was shot into the water, it stirred up a huge column of water.

Yan Zha breathed a sigh of relief: "Ben Jiala will say ......"

Before he finished speaking, the second and third solid iron balls continued to smash one after another.

The arrival of these iron balls was extremely short between the front and back, and they almost fell in the same range, which made the Qing army on the bridge feel that the situation was wrong.

Boom!

A large column of water rises from the side of the pontoon!

Boom, boom, boom!

Yan Zha was directly hit by a number of heavy iron balls in the pontoon bridge area, and the sound of the collapse and cracking of the wooden planks exploded one after another.

Yes!

In the scream, many knights with white flags fell into the river from the collapse.

Puff puff puff!

Numerous fragments of the cannonball after the shell blew through the plank!

Severed limbs and flesh flew everywhere, and many armored soldiers screamed, blood spurting out of them like a fountain.

The power brought by the volley of the cannonballs is so powerful, and many of the wooden planks of the pontoon bridges are very dry wood, and when the cannonballs are fired, they explode into countless pieces.

They were like sharp blades, flying everywhere, even these knights were heavily armoured, and they were also spurted with blood. Some people at close range were even more deeply inserted with many large and small wooden thorns, and heavy armor was useless.

In particular, the war horses under the knights were frightened and mad under the pain, and jumped wildly.

Compared with the earth, the pontoon bridge is relatively narrow, especially on the left and right, and in the chaos, those war horses can easily run into the river with the knights on horseback. For a while, as the shells fell, the panicked cries of the pontoon bridge continued.

Yan Zha hissed and roared exhaustedly: "Speed up and rush over!" ”

Niu Gulu whipped the horse hard, trying to make the frightened war horse move forward.

In the roar, Niu Gulu just looked up in horror, and a heavy cannonball had already fallen on him.

Rumble!

The wooden plank in front of him exploded, and streams of blood mist shot out from Niu Gulu's body, and many fragments hit him, and blood clots erupted from his mouth.

Suddenly, a slender wooden spike shot out, piercing Niu Gulu's chest and back.

Then another piece of shard, which seemed to be square, swept over his neck and carried his head away.

Niu Gulu's last thought: "I knew that I couldn't live......"

Boom, the cannonballs fell for a long time, and another pontoon bridge collapsed, startling the stunned Yan Zha.

He stood up numbly, and looked to the left and right in front of him, where the pontoon bridges were no longer in shape, and the breaches had collapsed everywhere, and even between some of the two boats, only some lazy broken planks were barely erected, and he could not walk again.

These broken wooden planks, covered with stumps and scraps of flesh, scattered weapons and helmets, below and on both sides, there were many Qing soldiers who had fallen into the water and begged for help in the reddened river.

Some of the wounded horses were either struggling in the water or neighing and swimming away on their own.

In front of and behind Yan Zha, the planks on the boat were empty.

At least 10 shells of the Jingbian Army landed on this pontoon bridge, bursting many wooden planks and sweeping them away. It's just that Yan Zha is quite lucky, and the location of the horse happens to be on top of a wooden boat, so the bridge pontoon in front of and behind him is broken, and he is still unharmed.

It's just that in the chaos, where did the horses go under the crotch, Jia Lazhangjing tried his best to recall, and he didn't know how he stood here during this time, and how the horses ran.

Miserable howls and moans were mixed, Yan Zha looked at it again, some of the frightened soldiers under his armor, shrunk and leaned out from some fractures, looking at their expressions, all of them were dull eyes, and he screamed.

After the shelling, the Qing cavalry who crossed the river on the pontoon bridge was stalled, and it was no longer possible to cross the river here.

Many of the Qing riders who came later rode forward with palpitations, and they came to the broken mouth for the first time. At this time, the sun has been a little warmer, and it is no longer as hot as before, but the current situation still makes many people feel cold.

Amidst many painful moans and cries for help, they heard a voice roaring from a boat in front of them: "Hateful Nikan, a darless rat, what kind of ability is it to use firearms, there is a kind of real knife and gun......"

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During the artillery bombardment, Zhao Xuan always maintained a posture of crossing his waist with one hand and holding a sword in the other.

Although this posture is heroic, it also makes Zhao Xuan suffer a lot.

When the artillery fired a salvo and let out a deafening roar, not to mention the gunners, even the general Qian, they all covered their ears with earplugs, only Zhao Xuan remained motionless.

The loud sound of the cannon made his heart beat violently, and his ears kept buzzing, and even his face couldn't stop shaking.

After the artillery firing stopped, when the smoke of gunpowder dispersed slightly, Mr. Qian hurriedly watched the results with a clairvoyant mirror, and when he saw it, he laughed loudly: "Aha, the Tartars are miserable!" ”

Turning to look at Zhao Xuan, he admired it in his heart, and praised loudly: "Our army fought bravely and killed the enemy heavily, this is all the result of General Dong Du's skill!" ”

Zhao Xuan slowly put the sword into the sheath and said, "What did you say?" ”

Mr. Qian was stunned for a moment and said: "General, the last general said, our army has committed heavy executions to the enemy, and it is the result of General Dong Du's skill!" ”

Zhao Xuan agreed loudly: "You're right, we should do it again!" ”

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Huang Taiji, who was riding a horse in the Rufeng Mountains, suddenly stopped, and at this time he almost arrived at the place where Nuwa was mending the heavenly boulder, not far from the west side of Rufeng Mountain.

He was surrounded by elite soldiers and horses of the Kabush Xianchao Ha battalion, as well as ministers such as Ying Erdai and others. However, the original Manchurian and Mongolian banner masters, such as Dolgon, Zilharang and others, have returned to the formation of the banner armor army under his strict order, led reinforcements, and rushed to rescue the daughter river.

At this time, he looked thoughtfully at the plain under the mountain: "The Jingbian army has arrived at the infantry formation?" ”

Looking down from the bottom of the mountain, it can be seen very clearly that the large army formation formed by small queues is rapidly marching in the direction of the Daughter River, and it is not far from the Twin Mountains. This army has red flags and red armor, unique sun, moon and waves, and after a rapid march of dozens of miles, their military formation is not chaotic, and they are still bright and bright.

From a distance, the fluttering flags seem to imply a monstrous giant*, with an unstoppable momentum. The prosperity of the army is obviously the atmosphere that only an extremely elite and strong army has.

Following the rear of this army formation, ranging from a few miles to a dozen miles, there is also a division of the Ming army of Yu Zhen. However, those military formations were not so strict when they were marching, and they had that kind of oppressive force that made people palpitate.

But......

Looking at the rear of the Jingbian Army's infantry army, several marching arrays that are desperately chasing, from the banner, Huang Taiji knows that they are the new army of Datong Town and Xuanfu Town, and they are not easy to fight.

Behind these relatively well-organized military formations, there were groups of Ming troops marching rapidly, like ant colonies, front and back, sparsely spread all over the Pingchuan land under the mountain, and occasionally there were some cattle and horses pulling artillery.

A big flag, not far from the west of Songshan Fort, seems to be the banner of Hong Chengchou, the governor of Jiliao, and others, and the military formation around the banner is slightly stricter. In the end, in the rear of these Ming troops, there were many people who seemed to be strong men.

Huang Taiji looked at it for a long time, not knowing what he was concentrating, he took out the clairvoyant mirror to look at the daughter river, the war on the other side of the Twin Mountains, and said indifferently: "How are the reinforcements?" ”

Behind him, Kabush Xian Kala Angbang Wu Bai, knew that Huang Taiji's tone was the prelude to his anger.

He didn't dare to slack off, and cautiously stepped forward and replied: "Ji'er Harang and others reported that the elite cavalry of the Ming army exceeded 20,000, arrayed on the banks and mountains of the river, especially the sharp artillery array of the Jingbian army, and the first wave of our army was blocked from breaking the siege, and it was difficult to cross the river. ”

He peeked at Huang Taiji's expression, and said: "The Manchurian Zhenglan Banner of Rufeng Mountain, Baya Lajia Lazhang Jing Fei Yangwu people, led the horsemen down the mountain to fight, but there were many horses, and they failed to take all the help, so they had no choice but to return. ”

Huang Taiji's face was expressionless, although there were more than 10,000 soldiers and horses in Rufeng Mountain at this time, there were many miscellaneous servants and foot soldiers, and there were not many elite cavalry.

Moreover, the topography of Rufeng Mountain, there are many mountains and rocks in the central zone, and the terrain is steep, although it is conducive to defense, it is not conducive to the attack of large brigades, especially the attack of cavalry. Only the eastern and western regions are feasible soldiers, and Fei Yangwu and others have not completed their complete work, which is also expected by him.

He muttered, "The South Shore is gone. ”

He glanced at the side of the Daughter River hatefully, pondered for a while, and ordered: "It is useless for the cavalry to cross the river, spread my will, except for the northern section of the Rufeng Mountain, the rest of the river, the army will stop crossing the river." The miscellaneous servants of each banner are clothed, and they immediately dig trenches three miles away from the north bank of the Daughter River, build an earthen city, and dig a trench in the direction of Baimiao Fort! ”

The return of the sentinel cavalry, the Ming army has occupied a place on the north bank, and looking at its direction, it is very likely to move towards Baimiaobao. If the connection between Baimiao Fort and Jinchang Fort is severed, this is something that Huang Taiji cannot bear.

"Order, Maojiagou Mountains and Mountains are retreating, the defense of Twin Mountains is strengthened, and Fei Yangwu and others are rushing to help Weng Adai!"

In a moment, Huang Taiji issued a series of wills, although the south bank is gone, but Huang Taiji cannot tolerate the loss of the Twin Mountains. If the twin mountains are lost, Rufeng Mountain is dangerous, and the Ming army can occupy the riverbank area in the north of Rufeng Mountain, and the Ming army of Shimen Mountain will flank the defenders of Rufeng Mountain.

If the Ming army mounts its artillery on Rufeng Mountain, under their artillery fire, many Xiaolinghe sections in the south of Jinzhou and east of the city will not be able to camp.

And the Ming army can meet the defenders of Jinzhou in at least two directions, and the siege of Jinzhou is meaningless.

Looking at the Jingbian Army artillery array by the daughter river from a distance, Huang Taiji's eyes flashed with a terrifying cold light, and asked, "Where has the Wuzhenha Super Artillery Battalion of King Gongshun arrived?" ”

Wu Bai replied: "The sentry cavalry has returned that it has reached the west of Jinzhou City, especially some small cannons, which are less than two miles away from the ferry pontoon. ”

Huang Taiji said coldly: "It's too slow, Wuzhenha super artillery battalion, before noon, you need to reach the north bank of the daughter river, don't be on time, cut!" ”

Wu Bai was sweating profusely, and said continuously: "Yes, the slave will send someone to pass the order." ”

After issuing the will, Huang Taiji felt weak all over his body and had a deep sense of frustration. He worked hard and worked out a strategy to besiege the city and send reinforcements, but unexpectedly, the Ming army did the opposite, attacking the daughter river in the west, making all his plans empty talk.

With a wave of his hand, he was about to give the order to proceed, but at this moment, he was rewarded by the sentry. The front-line soldiers said that the artillery battalion of the Jingbian Army was strange, and their artillery could shoot more than 10 cannons without dissipating heat, resulting in extremely fierce firepower and the blocking of reinforcements across the river, due to a large part of the reason for their artillery battalion.

Huang Taiji's expression was complicated: "Wang Dou is worthy of the Qing Dynasty's fierce rivals, and his whimsical ideas are endless. Order, carefully make a sentry cavalry, immediately scout closely, learn their secret methods, and use them in the Wuzhenha super artillery battalion! (To be continued.)