Rumble!

A huge explosion sounded in front of the Eight Banners formation.

A blaze exploded.

The earth seemed to be shaking, and all the soldiers who returned to the Eight Banners suddenly stopped and froze, and even the Eight Banner officers who urged them forward were startled.

Then they saw the smoke cleared in front of them, and a large crater appeared in the ground.

Ha Guoxing gasped.

This shell actually blew up such a large pit of dirt.

This is going to explode in the middle of the army.

How many people will die in this moment alone?

It's so brutal!

This military merit is not easy to take.

It seems that it is not unreasonable for the Qing Dynasty to retreat all the way.

If this is a bombardment.

The ancestors and the steaming together blessed, but I can't bless it.

Woohoo!

Right now.

Another shell hit.

This is a shell fired from a 3.5-inch howitzer of the Ming army.

The cannonball swirled in the air, drawing a very clear parabola, attracting everyone's attention.

The landing point was closer to the previous cannonball, and it was closer to the military formation of the Eight Banners.

Rumble!

The flames of the explosion exploded, accompanied by a sudden eruption of countless steel shell fragments.

The fragments of these large and small shells turned into a metal storm and swept over the edge of the large array, and suddenly several soldiers went limp, some covered their chests, some covered their necks, and blood spurted out from their fingers.

It's all good luck.

I didn't even wail and scream, so I went to see him, and I don't know if it was steaming or King Yama.

It seems that he went to enjoy the seventy-two virgins.

The unlucky one was not killed by a single blow.

Some of their arms were broken, and the skin of the shells swept away the arms, revealing the white bones.

Some shell skins swept over their heads.

Lifted up the scalp.

But it all happened too fast.

Wait for the smoke to clear.

Intermittently, seven or eight Hui Baqi collapsed limply.

There were also soldiers who had broken arms, legs, or other body parts that had not caused death in the first place, and the shell skin swept over them, so they were busy wailing.

The entire military formation of the Eight Banners suddenly became even more chaotic.

Distance.

Mikhail, who was staring at the battlefield with a telescope in his hand, was holding the brass-shelled telescope in his fingers, almost flattening the shell of this telescope.

He thought quickly in his mind.

What if his army was subjected to such an artillery bombardment?

Such a powerful artillery was mastered by the Ming army.

So how to deal with it?

Can Russia produce such artillery?

"This Qing army is finished."

Mikhail lowered his binoculars and frowned.

Really.

His voice had just fallen.

The sound of cannonballs streaking across the sky was like a talisman of death.

Poignant and terrifying.

The previous two shells were just calibrated shots to correct the trajectory.

Now for the real shelling!

A salvo of twelve 3.5-inch howitzers, twelve shells fell on the large array of the Eight Banners like meteorites.

Rumble!

Twelve huge fireballs spewed out countless fragments.

The powerful blast blast blasted the surrounding human body like a piece of paper, turning into a mass of flesh and blood under the turbulence of the blast wave.

I don't know how many times the soldiers of the Eight Banners fell in this round of shelling.

Ha Guoxing stood in place with cold hands and feet.

What a contribution.

What a glorious lintel.

Now it's all left behind.

He only now realized that his previous thoughts were ridiculous.

In front of the Ming army's military formation, he was like a worm, saying that he would be pinched to death.

Ha Guoxing hasn't reacted yet.

The Hui Eight Banners who had been bombed threw away their weapons one after another, holding their heads and screaming and scurrying around on the battlefield.

"Lord Metropolitan Order: Those who retreat will be killed!!"

The team of warlords holding big knives in the back also came up, catching the unlucky ones who were in a panic and slashing left and right, so that these Hui people from all over the country did not pay attention.

"There's no way to live, there's no way to live."

"Really, this is the Manchu and the Han people fighting, let's go back to the picture."

In the midst of chaos.

Ma Zhonghan pulled his eldest son Ma Xinmin.

"Don't run, don't run back, run forward, throw away your weapons and run forward! If you run to the Ming army, you will have a way to live. ”

Although Ma Zhonghan wants to leave this cannibalistic world.

But his son was only thirteen years old.

He's lived enough.

Ma Xinmin hasn't lived enough

And Ma Xinmin also reminded him.

This is China.

I don't know if the steaming I believe in can be bigger than the king of Yama.

If the cooking tube can't come here, what will you say when you get to the Netherworld and face the king of Yama?

This choked yes.

So it's better to be alive.

In the midst of chaos.

The two of them ran forward one after the other.

In the rear.

A Manchurian Eight Banners soldier pointed at the two men with a bow and arrow.

"Run! Hurry up and run! ”

Ma Zhonghan desperately pushed Ma Xinmin forward, and soon arrived in front of the barbed wire.

He slammed into it, only to find that it couldn't be knocked except for a bloody hole in his body—this thing was meant to prevent the horses from escaping, and how could the man knock it away.

Ma Zhonghan squatted down.

"Quick! Jump over my shoulder! ”

"Dad, what about you?"

"I have a way!" Ma Zhonghan said, "Hurry up, it's too late!" ”

Seeing that Ma Xinmin was still stunned, Ma Zhonghan carried his son up.

The barbed wire fence is only about 1.7 meters high.

Ma Zhonghan, a Shandong man, is nearly 1.9 meters tall.

Just enough to throw my own son over.

Ma Xinmin was thrown into a mess, and as soon as he got up from the ground, he saw several sharp arrows whizzing.

"Daddy!"

Ma Xinmin suddenly cried.

"Run! Run past and you'll be alive! ”

Ma Zhonghan was lying on the ground, a feather arrow passed through his chest, and after saying these words with all his strength, he felt the strength of his body gradually being withdrawn.

In the end, he couldn't even lift his head, and his eyes looked out into the distance beyond the barbed wire.

We shouldn't be involved in this when we go back.

Moreover, isn't the relationship between Hui Hui and Daming very good?

Back then, it was ten times to protect a man

The gaze gradually became unfocused.

Ma Xinmin on the other side of the barbed wire fence was crying.

But I couldn't hear what he was saying anymore, and the whole world was silent.

Why don't you run yet?

It's really exciting.

This stupid boy.

Finally.

When he saw Ma Xinmin turn around and run in the direction of the Ming army's trenches.

The light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a hint of a smile.

Run.

Ran over.

There is hope.

"Remember to write in the post-war report that the height of the barbed wire fence should be higher, seven or eight feet!"

Fung Shau Kee put down the telescope and said after seeing this in the telescope.

On the battlefield at this time.

The Six Thousand Eight Banners have basically collapsed.

Except for those who were killed by the bombing and hacked to death by the Qing army's supervision team, most of them had already gone into the deep mountains and old forests, and it was impossible to find them again.

This also made Fung Shau Kee very regretful.

He would love to see the effect of the barbed wire.

In the midst of military exercises.

The defense of barbed wire is very good.

A thin row of barbed wire.

Not even the strongest horses could rush through.

Exposed to rifled guns and howitzers, the army blocked by barbed wire became a living target.

And at this time.

Viceroy of Eastern Siberia of the Russian Empire, Lieutenant General Mikhail Murphy. Kutuzov squinted, and the shelling that had just taken place on the battlefield came to his mind.

He found.

At the time of dense formation.

The power of the howitzer's shells is quite large.

However, after the soldiers who returned to the Eight Banners were dispersed, although the artillery bombardment of the Ming army continued, the results achieved were quite limited.

"The era of dense infantry charges is over, and the future is probably the era when skirmisher tactics are in vogue."

Mikhail. Kutuzov said to himself.

"But if the skirmish tactics are to be implemented, the individual firepower of the infantry must be strengthened, and perhaps the future war on land will be the era of rifled guns, grenades, and bombardments. But what is the use of that row of barbed wire? ”

Mikhail. Kutuzov now does not dare to underestimate the Ming army.

He knows now.

Compared with the Ming army.

The Army of the Russian Empire seemed to be imperceptibly falling behind the times.

The deterrent power of the tsar's "gray livestock" will become no longer a bulb for the expansion of the Russian Empire with the spread of rifled guns, grenades, and bombardments.

Even the superiority in troops.

The number of troops in the Russian Empire in front of the Ming Empire was also a complete joke.

The number of gray cattle could not be greater than the number of warriors of the emperor of the Ming Empire.

The Ming Empire itself had a population of two or three hundred million.

If the Ming Empire succeeds in destroying the Qing Empire, it will be a super empire with a population of more than 300 million.

This population is larger than in all of Europe.

What's more, the Ming Empire still had many vassal states, and the population of those vassal states was also quite large.

The Ming Empire also had Japan, a close ally - it was really quite close, and the Ming Empire's expansion in the South Seas over the years was carried out by samurai hired by the emperor in Japan.

Able to requisition elite samurai in a country to be the executioners of their own expansion.

This Japan is not a vassal state of the Ming Empire, but it is also a vassal state - the Japanese Tokugawa shogunate is now climbing the lap of the Ming emperor, and it is almost obedient.

Don't say anything else.

The Russian Empire did not even have the advantage of fighting with the Ming Empire in terms of troop attrition.

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty could go to Japan at any time to recruit more than 100,000 samurai, and these small samurai were cheap and dared to fight hard.

Who can stand it?

Russia now has to face a formidable enemy in the south.

It would be nice that the Qing Empire could withstand it.

The Russian Empire needed time to complete this round of military revolution from the East.

Mikhail. Kutuzov took a deep breath.

And right now.

Enraged, Linning gave a fatal order.

He ordered Jinchang to attack on all fronts, and this side sent Shu Liang to lead 15,000 cavalry to charge the formation, and the other cavalry was also best prepared at any time.

The Ming army's round of artillery bombardment scattered the Eight Banners also made Lin Ning discover the weakness of the Ming army's artillery - just spread out the charging formation.

Suddenly.

The sound of rumbling horses' hooves shook the earth.

The brave and fearless Eight Banners cavalry rushed to the barbed wire fence that made the survivors tremble at the thought of it

(End of chapter)