Wujiawan and Dingjun Mountain are both horns and echo each other, and Lu Haoshan has already made arrangements according to its terrain, set up artillery positions on Dingjun Mountain and adjusted the corners, and support when the flanks are in danger.

I didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly.

This is the key to constructing a position, which is not only deep but also interlocking, and Sichuan's excellent firearms have provided important technical support for this.

This time Dolgon could no longer remain calm and calm, because after Mingjin collected the gold, he found that Ma Guangyuan, who was loyal to the Qing Dynasty, had been killed, and the guards fought hard to get his body back, but when he was retracted, the two banners had become fragmented and miserable, in order to boost morale, he personally went into battle, led the guards to join the attack, but he did not expect a shell to explode at his feet, killing on the spot.

In less than a day, two generals were killed and one wounded, and Dorgon's face sank like water, in fact, it was difficult to get up happily in any of them.

When some generals in the army heard that the Sichuan army concentrated all its forces on Dingjun Mountain and a small village called Wujiawan, many people secretly laughed at the Sichuan army that it was crazy, so it was easy to outflank, and the terrifying impact of the Manchu iron cavalry would raze ★ the small village to the ground as soon as possible, but they didn't know until this point that the Sichuan army had turned an insignificant small village into a city of steel.

Looking at the towering Dingjun Mountain, and then looking at the Wujiawan with many sentry posts, Dolgon suddenly had an illusion that in front of him was a huge and terrifying ancient beast, Dingjun Mountain was its body and spine, and the mountains on both sides were sharp claws, and Wujiawan was its devouring blood basin mouth, and this blood basin mouth continued to devour the lives of Manchu Qing soldiers.

"Lord Wang, I haven't eaten for most of the day, so it's better to use some wine and food first." Fan Cheng whispered comfortingly.

As the first think tank of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Fan Cheng didn't have a better way for a while, as the saying goes, one force breaks ten will, the strength of the Sichuan army is strong, especially the emergence of the new type of firecracker, which caused a fatal blow to the Manchu iron cavalry, the old firecracker, it is necessary to clean the barrel and discharge the powder and compact the ignition and other procedures, after the cavalry enters its range, at most the command is released, and the cavalry has been killed. As soon as it is close, the tiger enters the flock to do whatever he wants, and the new firearm is to subvert this process and law, the use of iron bullets can save most of the process, the old firearm fires twice The new firearm can be fired at least ten times, forming a stable and huge firepower output, the range is far and powerful, and it is definitely a nightmare for cavalry.

Yesterday, the surname was driven to be cannon fodder, and there was no pain in the skin, but today it is the main force of attack with the Han Eight Banners. It's just that the casualties have exceeded 10,000 for most of the day, and Rao is Manchu Qing soldiers are sufficient, and it is heartbroken, and the last thing that can be accepted by the Qing generals is that he has suffered heavy casualties. However, the casualties of the Sichuan army were very low, and it was said that killing 1,000 enemies would cause 8 losses, while the Sichuan army would definitely not suffer more than 1,000 enemy casualties.

Once again, the traditions of war have been subverted.

At the beginning, he did not guard against Sichuan, mainly because he did not expand his army. There were only 100,000 troops in the whole territory of Sichuan, half of which had to be placed on defensive ground, and Sichuan sold advanced firearms to its opponents for money. Everyone thought that Lu Haoshan was a couple and didn't have any ambitions, he just wanted to be a party in troubled times, but now he knows the depth of his scheming.

These 100,000 Sichuan soldiers are much more terrifying than the 10,000 Dashun army.

"Let the soldiers eat first, and the king will not eat it." Dolgon looked at the battlefield in front of him and said with a blank face.

"Lord Wang"

Dolgon waved his hand and said, "Okay, Mr. Fan is also tired, go and eat, this king wants to be quiet." ”

"Yes, lord." Fan Cheng knew that Dolgon had a habit of choosing to be alone when he was in a bad mood, in his words, to calm himself down and think about life well, and he didn't dare to disturb his contemplation, so he answered and retreated.

After Fan Cheng and the others retreated, Dolgon looked into the distance, picturesque, beautiful, and then looked at the nearby battlefield, the corpses were all over the field, piled up like a mountain, Rao is the scorching sun in the sky, or people feel that there is a feeling of being in the hell of Shura, the two form a sharp contrast, now look at the sun in the sky, it is now past noon, and the yang is showing a trend of westward.

For a moment, Dolgon had a feeling that the Manchu Qing Dynasty was very similar to the Yang, the Yang passed noon, flourished and declined, and slowly began to decline, which was similar to the situation of the Manchu Dynasty

Doubting the loss was only a moment, and soon, Dolgon was strong and confident again, his ancestors only started with ten sets of armor, from an insignificant small clan to occupy a huge land, including the conquered Mongolia and Korea, and now the territory of the Manchu Qing is the largest, with many soldiers and abundant resources, and Dolgon has absolute confidence to win.

It was only a moment of hesitation, and Dolgon's heart was as firm as a rock.

This is the determination of a generation of heroes, after the confidence is firm, Dolgon quickly calmed down, although he stood as straight as a green pine, as steady as a rock, as motionless as an old monk, but the constantly rolling eyes betrayed him, at this moment Dolgon's head was running at high speed, he was thinking of a way to break the enemy.

It didn't take long for an imperceptible sneer to appear on Dolgon's lips, and his eyes became firm and sharp.

The battlefield meals are not so particular, they are all baskets and buckets carried to the battlefield, mostly steamed buns and pots, etc., the soldiers are sitting on the ground, pick it up and send it to their mouths, eat it by dividing it by two, and wait for the next order from the superior.

"First team, up" After Dolgon and other soldiers finished their meal, they did not hesitate at all and continued to send people to attack the Wujiawan position of the Sichuan army.

The Battle of Dingjun Mountain was the largest battle between the Sichuan army and the Qing army, and it was also a battle that determined the future and fate of Sichuan and the Manchu Qing Dynasty.

Golden autumn October, the autumn wind sends cool wheat and rice fragrance, it is the opportunity to climb high and look at the suburbs, it is also the season of fruit full of branches and smiling to welcome the harvest, some people say that the golden autumn is the field pressed to bend the wheat ears is the fruit hanging on the branches, the red maple leaves are the joy of the harvest, some people say that it is blood and endless killing everywhere.

The last statement describes the battlefield in which Wujiawan is located.

Dolgon seems to be crazy, for half a month, every day to send his subordinates to attack Wujiawan and Dingjun Mountain, sneak attack, fire attack, smoke and smoke digging tunnels and bombardment, etc., it can be said that everything is done, every day to take turns to impact the defense line of the Sichuan army, Wujiawan is like a huge meat grinder, there are a large number of casualties every day, blood flows like a river corpse across the field, in order to prevent the corpse from smelling and plague, Lu Haoshan had to let those Qing military service workers who did not carry it go to clean up the corpse every evening.

No matter what tricks the Qing army used, the Sichuan army could always deal with it calmly and resolve them one by one, so that Dolgon's plan fell through.

The Sichuan army hiding behind the fortifications suffered little losses, and the Manchu Eight Banners that had been standing still were simply undamaged, and the most injured were the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty and the Eight Banners of Mongolia as cannon fodder.

The huge casualties gradually intensified the mood of those surrendering troops, and the dissatisfaction became increasingly high, and many soldiers of the Han and Mongolian Eight Banners began to express their dissatisfaction and disappointment with the Qing army, and some even began to show signs of resisting orders.

Being a soldier is to take money to sell his life, but no one is stupid, like this kind of flesh and blood and the firearms of the Sichuan army, it is an egg hitting a stone, the most unpleasant thing is that the Manchu Eight Banners have not acted, and it is strange that there is no emotion in the heart.

As the No. 1 military advisor of Dolgon, Fan Cheng took the initiative to find an opportunity to say to Dolgon: "Lord, we have to find another way, those soldiers under our hands have resistance and temper, and if they don't pay attention to it, it may lead to a mutiny." (To be continued......)

ps:The update is late.,Code a chapter in the morning.,Not satisfied with the rewrite.,Continue to code words.