Chapter Eighty-Seven: Between Life and Death
The next day, as soon as it was dawn, the strong smell of barbecue began to spread in the air on the Tartar position.
Tartars eat barbecue, and ordinary infantry followers are not treated so well. While gnawing on raw dry food, under the drive of his master, he adjusted and repaired the trebuchet, carried stone bullets, and prepared for today's attack.
The position of the Tiger and Leopard Army, at the end of the range of the Tartar trebuchet, several officers and men of the White Tiger and Leopard Army were not idle.
Under the guidance of more than a dozen carpenters, the wooden parts piled up on the battlefield were quickly assembled into a trebuchet with an arm arm more than three arms long.
In addition, four hundred bags of explosives wrapped in white cloth, gravel and ** were also sent to the position one after another, piled up next to the trebuchet.
Such a moment that can almost go down in history, the dominant Wei Zheng, of course, will not be absent.
With a sense of revenge against the Tartars, it took only half an hour for the soldiers to assemble forty trebuchets.
At the same time, the Tartars also began a new round of offensive against the Haw Par Army for a new day.
Tens of thousands of Tartars and infantry followed, as if watching a play, all gathered in the front-line positions.
Stone bullets with a whistling sound kept passing over the Tartars' heads and smashed into the second-line positions held by the musket battalion, rolling up patches of smoke and dust.
Surrounded by a group of men, the fifteenth Belle Dorgon of the Tartar watched the battlefield with a look of anticipation and a smile on his face, as if his imminent attack would be victorious.
Watching every move on the Tartar position, Wei Zheng smiled, and it was a smile from the heart.
Standing beside Wei Zheng, Wang Feng, who was already a little impatient, shouted excitedly: "General, let's start...... Yesterday I have been pressed and beaten by the trebuchet of the Tartar, and today I finally have a chance to take revenge, and I Wang Feng must let the Tartar also taste the taste of being pressed and beaten by the trebuchet. ”
After Wei Zheng's face quickly flashed a smile full of weirdness, he replied to Wang Feng: "It's not the time yet...... I will deal a fatal blow to the Tartars when they are at their most arrogant. ”
"In addition, what I want in this counterattack is not just as simple as pressing the Tartars, as long as the timing is right, we can completely use this counterattack to deal a blow to the opposite Tartars, so that Dolgon will come with confidence and go with a disappointed face."
Hearing this, the hot expression on Wang Feng's face became even stronger, and he asked eagerly: "General, when will we launch a counterattack against the opposite Tartar......
"When the Tartars attack, when the Tartars attack is in full swing, it is the best time for us to counterattack." Wei Zheng replied categorically.
With trust in the trebuchet, the stone bomb attack on the Tiger and Par Army was only half an hour, and the infantry attack formation composed of thousands of Tartars and infantry followers appeared in everyone's field of vision.
Under the cover of shields and wagons, the Tartar army made its way through the battlefield full of barbs of repelling horses with great difficulty, advancing to the second line of positions garrisoned by the musket battalion.
Eighty paces, the sound of gunfire like popping beans rang out on the battlefield as promised.
Because the Tartars used the shield cart again, this round of buckshot did not achieve much success.
However, even so, the sound of musket firing, which can be a deterrent to the Tartars, has not ceased in the slightest, and even weakened.
At fifty paces, the Tartars' losses began to mount, but their advance speed did not slow down.
Thirty paces, having already lost two hundred Tartars and infantry to follow, the Tartars still did not have any intention of giving up the attack.
Not only that, but as the target of the attack got closer and closer to him, the faces of the remaining soldiers of the Tartars showed a trace of fanaticism from the heart. It was as if victory was in hand, and he was suddenly injected with a dose of stimulant, screaming and continuing to attack.
At this distance, if the Tartar gave up his shield and charged forward with lead bullets regardless of a single qiē. The musket battalion fired up to five rounds of lead bullets forward, and the remaining Tartars could rush into the musket battalion positions.
Under such circumstances, Wang Feng's hot facial expression directly became nervous.
Wei Zheng, who was standing in front of Wang Feng, also changed his face at this time. However, his face did not become nervous, but fanatical and excited......
After taking a deep breath, he commanded in a firm tone: "Trebuchet, immediately fire explosive packs at the Tartar position." ”
"Artillerymen, immediately fire on the Tartar attacking troops and crush them...... 1”
"Spear battalion, cavalry battalion, prepare for a counterattack. As soon as the Tartar attacking forces began to retreat, the counterattacking forces immediately pursued and took advantage of the situation to enter the Tartar positions and crush the main Tartar forces in one fell swoop. ”
"Yes, General......" Wang Feng's facial expression, which was still nervous just now, was instantly covered with excitement and heat, and he replied loudly.
Then, all sorts of commands began to sound in the trebuchet position.
The explosives wrapped in a white cloth were lit and placed in a trebuchet basket.
"Putting ......"
A bang rang out in the trebuchet position, and the long arms of the forty trebuchets were quickly erected under the pull of the soldiers. The bag of explosives, which was placed in the basket and braving sparks, quickly flew into the sky under the action of inertia.
Flying over the battlefield at a speed visible to the naked eye, with a whistling sound, it smashed into the Tartar positions with precision.
Thousands of Tartars, including Dolgon, all set their eyes on the battlefield.
The sudden white explosive bag in the air not only made the faces of ordinary Tartars look puzzled, but also the faces of Dolgon, who was surrounded by a group of subordinates, also showed puzzlement.
Just as he was about to ask questions to the subordinates around him, an accident happened.
The white explosive pack that fell from the sky exploded.
Patches of white light flashed in front of Dolgon's eyes, and the sound of violent explosions reached Dolgon's ears like thunder.
What's more, the moment the white light flashed in front of Dolgon's eyes, Dolgon clearly saw the frightened expressions on the faces of the subordinates who were located around the white light. Not only that, but these soldiers seemed to have been hit hard, and all of them were inexplicably centered on the white light, and they fell to the ground, angry and uncertain.
"Shells, shells that can explode...... The Haw Par Army has a cannonball that can explode......" Dolgon muttered to himself in shock.
As soon as he finished speaking, an exclamation reached Dorgon's ears.
"Lord Belle, be careful......"
Before Dorgon, still in shock, could react when a white bag of sparkling explosives appeared in his field of vision, whistling towards him at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Am I going to die here today...... was the first thought in Dolgon's mind when he saw the explosives pack.