"Kill!" Xiao Mo pulled out his saber, reflecting a bright light in the sun. The saber was pressed straight into the sky at an angle of forty-five degrees, as if it had scratched the itch of a giant beast, and when it came to it, it rushed forward with murderous energy, and the whole earth trembled.

There are more than one-third of the recruits in the 1st Guards Battalion, which has just formed the army, and the training time is not long, but because of the influence of the veterans around them, the growth rate is significantly higher than that of the original Donggong Guard Battalion. Fearlessly, they held their weapons in a standard posture, stepped on the drums and trumpets, and followed their long-admired predecessors towards the enemy.

Liu Fangliang heard the sound of artillery behind him, his heart sank, and he soon received a report from Tanma: there was a large group of men and horses a mile away, and they were rushing towards the rear camp of the army.

- Rushing to kill so far away, it's really a young person who has never fought before! When they rush to the front, where do the soldiers still have the strength!

Liu Fangliang put down his heart and said loudly: "Zhang Hong, you come to attack the city, and when I turn back, I will kill those Zhu thieves." ”

"Yes!" Zhang Hong also responded loudly, but he was a little apprehensive in his heart: Won't Cihou see that the limelight is wrong and want to withdraw, right?

Liu Fangliang really didn't think of retreating. He turned around with his guards and lined up, and ordered: "When the enemy army stops the whole formation, shoot them first, and then kill them in one go!" ”

The guards below echoed one after another, sharpening their knives and preparing to fight.

The rushing army did not mean to stop. The mandarin duck formation is like a long snake advancing head to head, when rushing to the enemy formation fifty steps in front of the enemy's formation, the killer team equipped with short soldiers showed a very high combat quality, opened the bow and threw in the run, and took the lead in shooting a round of arrow rain.

Only then did Liu Fangliang realize that the Donggong Army was far more powerful than he imagined, and hurriedly ordered the arrows to be released, but he had already lost the opportunity. What made him even more jaw-dropping was that after a rain of arrows. The formation of the Donggong Army was still neat and stable, and they continued to rush and kill. The short soldiers who followed behind also continued to fire arrows to cover the cover, not worrying about the arrows falling on their heads.

- How is this possible?

Liu Fangliang had never seen such a team that cooperated with the charge, his heart seemed to be grabbed by a big hand, and he shouted loudly: "Release the arrow!" Shoot the arrows! ”

"The enemy army is in chaos! Change formation, kill! The accumulated experience of the match made Xiao Mo see the faint chaos in Liu Fangliang's formation. Bravely spread out the mandarin duck formation and rush into the enemy formation.

This is exactly the thief on the other side, the bold side is full of might, but the timid side is hooked and shrunk, and the array is scattered just by looking at the face.

"Kneel down to avoid death!" The soldiers who rushed into the enemy line shouted.

"Liu Fangliang is dead!" A sharp voice sounded on the battlefield, it was a psychological war arranged early in the morning, regardless of whether the enemy general was captured or not, such shouting two voices can always break the enemy's will to fight.

Liu Fangliang looked at his personal guards like tissue paper, which broke with a single stab. There is a mixture of confusion and lamentation in my heart. He slowly took two steps back, and suddenly heard the earth-shattering "tiger, tiger, tiger" behind him, like thunder, like a landslide, thinking that the situation on Zhang Hong's side would not be much better.

"You," Liu Fangliang grabbed a pro-soldier, "go to Beijing and report to the emperor." Let's just say that I, Liu Fangliang, are ashamed of him. ”

"Master Hou!" The soldier shouted: "Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood!" ”

Liu Fangliang looked at the red-robed Ming army that was getting closer and closer. He drew his sword, put it on his neck, and sighed: "The defeat is like a mountain, Ben Hou is now a general of a country, and he can't be humiliated by binding, so go quickly." ”

"Master Hou!" The surrounding soldiers saw that Liu Fangliang wanted to kill himself. They poured over.

Liu Fangliang closed his eyes, clenched his back molars, heard his heartbeat pounding, and the cold touch of the sword blade came from his neck, and he secretly said in his heart: Soon, soon......

"Master Hou! You can't die! The soldiers shouted violently. pounced on Liu Fangliang, knocked him off his horse, and threw the long sword aside.

A teardrop rolled out of Liu Fangliang's eyes, and he sighed: "No one dies, why do you ......?"

"If you die, the brothers will die here with you!" The pro-soldier interrupted Liu Fangliang's words, grabbed Cihou's wrist, turned over and pressed it neatly, and shouted: "Liu Fangliang will be captured!" We have fallen! ”

Zhang Hong saw that Liu Fangliang had fallen the flag handsome, and knew that the defeat had become a settlement, so he fled with his own guards. It's just that he wasn't familiar with the place, and after turning around, he still bumped into Xiao Mo's hand. Fortunately, Zhang Hong was not bound by the identity of "Hou Ye", and surrendered to the army without hesitation, preserving the revolutionary friendship between him and his own soldiers.

On the battlefield, the soldiers will be brave, and if the flag falls, the soldiers will not be stupid.

Zhu Cihong couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw the battle enter the final stage. This battle is a battlefield chosen by oneself, and he has taken a great advantage by calculating whether he has the intention or not. However, the Guards Battalion fought bravely, and did not flinch even in the face of a tenfold enemy, which is the courage of a strong army.

"Sun Du, if it is a different place, and our army will attack such a dock fort, what is the strategy?" Zhu Cihong asked Sun Chuanting beside him.

Sun Chuanting glanced at the jubilant battlefield and said in a deep voice: "Artillery, only use artillery to bombard, force the defenders to fight, and then annihilate them." ”

"Indeed." Zhu Cihong said: "So I specially put Xiao Tugeng's artillery bureau on the mountain, just calculated Liu Fangliang's artillery range and gave him a set." This time we came prepared, Liu Fangliang thought he had a plan, he was on top of my palm from beginning to end, and it may not be so easy next time. ”

"The cannon casting speed is still a little slower." Sun Chuanting said helplessly: "Before the minister went to inspect the artillery factory, according to the current speed, I am afraid that I can only cast no more than twenty cannons a year, this is all small Francophone machines, if it is more than a thousand catties of red-clothed cannons, I am afraid it will be good to have ten." ”

Zhu Cihong was originally superstitious about management, thinking that with a management method that transcended the times and a reasonable division of labor, the output of the artillery factory could be accelerated. After he personally inspected and listened to John Tang's patient explanation, he found that it was simply whimsical to want to cast cannons on a large scale in this era.

The first is that the quality of the material is difficult to monitor, and the tolerances are not controlled; secondly, there is no summary of the chamber pressure formula, which can only be manufactured in accordance with the regulations, otherwise it is easy to explode; Again, the manufacturing process is backward and the scrap rate is high. If you want to improve the process, it is beyond Zhu Cihong's level of science and engineering knowledge, and he can't even give a guiding opinion.

"I look at the old files in the palace, and when Jiajing was nine years old, he also copied the Fran cannon, and he could cast thirty-two guns a year. At that time, the Taixi casting method had not yet been transmitted to my Ming Dynasty, and the craftsmen were all groping for casting according to the cat and the tiger, why is it not as good as the Jiajing period now? Zhu Cihong said.

Sun Chuanting didn't know about this matter, but he realized the importance of artillery as early as when he was in Shanxi, and after thinking about it for a long time, he replied: "I am afraid that many of the skills in the Jiajing period have not been handed down. After Wanli, the artisan family was seriously divided up by the wealthy nobles, and there were more people who fled after Chongzhen. Today, the artillery cast by the imperial artillery factory, in terms of quantity and quality, is even inferior to Wu Sangui's Guanning artillery factory. ”

Zu Dashou fled overnight after Yuan Chonghuan was arrested and never entered Beijing again. After the Battle of Daling River, Zu Dashou was captured and fled back, and he didn't even enter Shanhaiguan. Liaozhen has long regarded the land outside the customs as private property, and the gunpowder factory and artillery factory have been moved to the outside of the customs, refusing to rely on the imperial court for the heavy weapons of the military state.

When Zhu Cihong heard Sun Chuanting say this, he remembered that Liaozhen had been able to cast a composite layer cannon with a copper body and iron core. The core of this kind of cannon is mostly forged from wrought iron, and the outer layer is wrapped in bronze, which will form the effect of compression on the inner wall and tension on the outer wall when the cannon is fired, which is much stronger than a single-layer cannon of the same thickness. Compared with the high scrap rate of the clay casting method, the cost of the composite layer cannon is much lower.

Even a science and engineering novice like Zhu Cihong knows that although there is a difference between forging and casting, it represents the generation difference on jishu.

"Artillery research and development cannot be saved, and within a hundred years, all sea and land battles will be fought for this thing." Zhu Cihong thought for a while and said: "If the number of artillery can't go up, can you pick some people to improve the shells?" ”

"Your Highness means shotgun?" Sun Chuanting asked.

"The range of the shotgun is too close, and the actual combat effect is too scummy." Zhu Cihong said: "I think the blossom bomb has a lot of potential to be tapped. ”

Blossom ......

Sun Chuanting felt that it was something more scummy than a shotgun. (To be continued......)

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