Daming Yinghua

Chapter 158 The Battle of Fushun ([-])
It was raining, and there was a strong wind.

Nurhachi, who led the army to the west, was not worried but happy.

Today's fight against Fushun was the first time he confronted the Ming army head-on in a battle.Although Li Yongfang had already been persuaded by himself, the last information from Fushun in early April was that a thousand generals and several generals under Li Yongfang's command were still opposed to allowing a large number of Jurchens to enter the customs in the horse market in the middle of the month.

Therefore, two days ago, when Nurhachi released the "Seven Great Hatreds of Faming" in his lair and led the banner leaders to the expedition, he told the Jurchen fighters that there might still be head-to-head battles in Fushun.

However, there are companions who sneaked into the city pretending to be merchants in advance to respond, and there are city soldiers who are bribed to open a city gate. The number and combat power of the Jurchens are far superior to those of the defenders.

It's even better now when it's windy and rainy.I heard that those firearms called bird guns are poorly made. The gunpowder is easily blown away by the wind, and the fuse will be useless when it is exposed to rain.

Nurhachi looked at the infantry and armored soldiers in the front row of the front line, as well as the most elite silver-armored Bayara warriors from each banner, as well as the coated servants carrying tools for climbing the city, and they followed closely beside them with great satisfaction. Huang Taiji, his son, said: "Today, your Ba Yala will be well fed!"

"Ama is brave and brave!" Huang Taiji said excitedly.

Huang Taiji was also in a great mood.

This Zhengbai banner owner, who is as ambitious and cunning as his father, has split his mind into two parts since last year, one for fighting and the other for dealing with his two older brothers. , Mang Gurtai, the owner of Hezhenglan Banner.

At least for now, it seems that he has the upper hand.

This time to fight Fushun, the Eight Banners soldiers were divided into two groups. Nurhachi ordered Huang Taiji to accompany Ba Yala and Jiabing, and sent Mangurtai to fight Ma Gendan, the fortress in the southeast of Fushun, and placed Daishan in the rear army. as an aid.

Speaking of it, it is because Mang Gurtai is brave and Daishan is calm.

In fact, all fools can see that Nurhachi gave Huang Taiji a great favor, and he was able to let his Niu Luerzhen immediately grab the best goods and treasures in Daming City, as well as the strongest and most fertile women. livestock.

The father and son, who are bound to win, and Amin, the owner of the Xianglan Banner, led more than 1 horses, successfully broke through Fushun Pass, crossed the Hun River from the narrowest point, and came to the grassland that is only one mile away from Fushun. On the slope, the horse stopped.

Nurhachi brought Huang Taiji to striker Amin's formation and looked out.

As the rain subsided, people kept coming out of the large carriage and horse shops outside the city, leading animals or pushing trucks, like chickens and ducks looking for food, and gathered into more than ten dense piles of people.

The weather in Liaodong's largest Malaysian city began to reveal itself.

Compared with the business atmosphere, the military vigilance is much weaker.

On the stretching city wall, the front urn and the main tower, there are soldiers walking back and forth, just like ants crawling along the mud tracks, sparse and insignificant.

Nurhachi looked at the sky.Although the clouds are overcast and there is no shadow of the sun, experienced hunters can still estimate the approximate time from the changes in light and shadow.

"Ama! Over there, here we come!" Huang Taiji raised his finger to the front right.

A large cavalry army appeared on the ridge line of Mount Gaoer on the grassland north of the city.

When the cavalry array came south at a slow pace and spread to the green slope, relying on the light, Nurhachi and his nephew could clearly see the totem of the Khalkha Mongolian Nuantu tribe erected by the forward knights: the big group The horse mane supports the symbol of the trident iron halberd.

"It's Zaisai." Nurhachi turned to his son Huang Taiji, with a sneer in his eyes, "Look at the spears in their hands, the Mongols are not as good at archery as our Jianzhou warriors, no matter how good they are at riding , and can only use a small bow and light arrow, and the only way to break armor is to rely on a wooden pole and an iron head."

Huang Taiji also expressed disdain.

The iron guns in close combat, one by one, are not as good as their heavy bows and arrows.

However, my father was right to ask Zai Sai to take a share of the pie. Two or three thousand Mongols could contain the rescue forces of the Ming army in the surrounding fortresses, no problem.

"Dang, kuang..." Several loud rales came from Fushun City.

The city gate opened slowly.

The Fushun horse market in the spring of the 46th year of Wanli began.

However, in a short while, there was chaos at the city gate.

The loud human voice was obviously not the noise of merchants coming and going, but the screams of fleeing.

Nurhachi showed a ferocious face, and everything was under his control. The Jurchen warriors who entered Fushun as horse dealers with Li Yongfang's permission the day before yesterday started their actions in the city.

The opportunity is fleeting.Nurhachi was not worried that the wolves under his command would not be able to deal with the weak soldiers defending the city. What he was even more hungry for was to grab things and people.

"Amin, attack the city!" Nurhachi gave instructions to his nephew.

Amin patted his horse forward and came to the front line of the wolves.

His pupils shrank suddenly.

The hunting intuition inherited from his father, Shuerhazi, made him keenly feel that the crowds pushing the wagons pouring out of the city gate like a flood were a little strangely arranged.

"Amin, are you a stupid roe deer? Siege!"

The cruel and suspicious uncle's shout came from behind.

Amin shook his shoulders, and gestured to the soldiers around him who gave orders.

"Ugh..."

The sound of a wolf howling like a conch rushes straight into the leaden sky.

The order flags of the inlaid blue flags were erected one after another, and Niu Lu Ezhen immediately commanded the armored soldiers to drive away the humble Baoyi and charge forward.

The Bala warriors with shining silver armor gripped their broadswords tightly on their horses, and pushed close to the front line at a slightly slower horse speed.

The Ba Yala of each banner are the best of the best. After the armored soldiers shoot a burst of targets with their bows, the Ba Yala warriors will rush forward to add icing on the cake.

At the same time, they are also the executors of military orders. Any armored soldiers or coat soldiers who turn around and run away in the fierce battle without orders will be mercilessly split in two by the Ba Yala who are in charge of the battle.

However, these Ba Yala warriors did not expect that in a short while, they would become the first dead bodies outside Fushun City.

……

"boom……"

The first six-pound iron bullet smashed into the line of Ba Yala with the blue flag.

With the help of high-speed power, the hard metal ruthlessly crushed a piece of human flesh, ejected, and continued to move forward, like a devil's finger, cutting a road of flesh and blood.

Ba Yala, who was hit by the iron bullet first, was actually lucky, and several people fell into pieces without warning.

The ones who are really suffering are those Houjin soldiers who were affected by the fragmented but still terrifying iron pieces.

At this time, Nurhachi's strength, the so-called "armor" given to ordinary Houjin soldiers, is definitely not as good as the armor of the Ba Yala, which is just a back armor with cowhide and some iron pieces.

So, after the second, third, and fourth iron bullets flew in, they hit the target and then bounced to the ground. The dense rain of iron flakes, like hell's locusts, either scraped off half of the golden soldier's face, or cut them off. half an arm, half a leg.

Slightly larger pieces of iron can directly penetrate their cowhide armor.

Small intestines with white in dark red, or rectums with yellow-green feces, flowed out from the bodies of the Houjin soldiers who fell to the ground screaming, making them look more bloody than those companions whose arms or thighs were bleeding profusely, Even more shocking.

A soldier in front of Amin was also hit in the eye by a small piece of iron, and fell down with the knife. He covered his face and cried out in pain.

The war horses even slowed down while neighing.

The Jurchen hunters trained their war horses in the harsh climate, thinking that they would be trained to be as tough warriors as Balala.

But the loud noise that they had never experienced before made these four-hoofed warriors ignorant for a moment. They raised their heads and raised their chests in alarm, then frantically swung their backs and stepped on the ground to retreat. Only then did he fail to turn around.

At the head of Fushun City, which is less than one mile away from this tragic scene, white smoke bursts in front of the muzzle of the falcon blunderbuss, and cowhide for rain protection is placed on the ground beside the cannon.

After each falcon gun has fired three rounds, it will stop.The Guangdong gunner hired by Zheng Haizhu was using a long wet wool brush to quickly clean and cool down the gun bore.

Sun Yuanhua handed the telescope to Mao Wenlong.

It was the first time Mao Wenlong came into contact with the telescope after meeting Sun Yuanhua in Liaoyang this time.

When several people arrived, at the military meeting between Zhang Quan and Zhang Chengyin, Mao Wenlong saw that Ma Xianglin, the young commander of the Shijiechuan Army, also brought one, and couldn't help being even more envious.

This thing is very useful for fighting, because you can see new things from the West in the south, and you will have to ask Zheng Da's niece to get a batch for herself.

But at this moment, Mao Wenlong waved his hand at Sun Yuanhua, laughed and said, "No need, it must be thanks to your cannon that this man turned his back on his back."

Sun Yuanhua said solemnly: "General Mao, you can still see clearly through binoculars. Miss Zheng told us earlier that every banner of the Houjin Army has Ba Yala, and it should be behind the formation, wearing full armor. The gunners were quite accurate just now. Adjusting the elevation angle correctly, seven of the twelve iron bullets from the four guns hit the Bajala team in the vanguard, but unfortunately they were still some distance away from the banner owner, let alone Nurhachi's camp."

Hearing this, Mao Wenlong finally picked up the binoculars, and muttered while watching: "This foreigner's artillery is quite versatile in use."

Putting down the mirror, he sincerely praised the two female students brought by Zheng Haizhu: "The little girls are amazing."

The two female students only gave Mao Wenlong a quick blessing, and then turned to stare at the front again.

Ms. Zheng said that if they dared to go up the tower with the gunners, they would get a small reward, but if they could work with the Guangdong gunners to calculate the elevation angle of the gun and hit the enemy's silver-armored soldiers, they would get a big reward.

The grand prize actually has 20 taels of silver!

The two 13-year-old girls calculated that their parents could not afford five taels of silver in Songjiang farming and spinning for a whole year.

It's not good to let this General Mao delay his earning money.

Seeing that there are so many soldiers coming in the field, two rounds of artillery will be fired later.

……

Water and fire blend together to make the show look good.

When shells flew out of the city of Fushun, Magendan Fortress and Majunhe, which were more than ten miles away, also began to change their faces.

When Manggurtai led his troops to look at the Majun River, he saw scattered Ming soldiers mounted on horses in a panic by the river, galloped across the river beach, and galloped towards Magendan Fortress.

Shoot arrows while running.

A few shiny fire bombs lifted off on the other side of the river with a crisp crackling sound.

Mang Gurtai smiled grimly and said to the two Jiala foreheads beside him: "Is it too late to report at this time! Stupid Nikan."

The two Jiala foreheads were a little lonely at first, and they were muttering all the way. The banner owner fell out of favor with Da Khan, so that Zhenglan Banner couldn't go to Fushun City, which was full of Ming goods, but at this moment, he saw Ma Gen There are also many Zhuangzi behind the single fortress. There are herds of cattle and sheep in the field, and their spirits are lifted again.

They were eager to charge and took the lead in occupying the Magendan Fortress.Although the master Manggurtai has a bad temper, he has always been very generous to his subordinates who have done meritorious service when dividing the spoils.

The two Jialaerzhen then waved their flags and ordered Niu Luerzhen to let the wrappers carry various wooden equipment across the river first, and then lead the Jiabing soldiers and Ba Yala to urge their horses into the river.

The weather in late spring, the water is not cold, the well-trained war horses exchanged hooves, while testing the water depth, they marched to the other side of the river.

Suddenly there was a loud bang of firecrackers in the forest on the right, and Mang Gurtai instinctively reined in his horse.

Soon, as if in response, a lot of soldiers rushed out of the Ming army fortress on the opposite bank, and those in the front row started firing blunderbusses.

Mang Gurtai smiled instead.

The three-eyed guns of the Liao soldiers of the Ming army were indeed similar to firecrackers, but they just sounded loud.

No, it's not even as good as firecrackers. Firecrackers are blasted into the sky anyway. It is said that the firearms of the Ming army often exploded, which brought disaster to themselves.

Mangurtai and a few tough Niulu Ezhen all raised their voices and shouted: "Rush over, don't be afraid of those rags, warriors, use your bows and arrows to shoot through the chests of the Nikans and tear them apart. robes, and plunder their cattle, sheep, and women!"

"Yah wow..."

The Houjin soldiers howled.

They are not so much inspired by the general as they are motivated to survive and reproduce.

The desire to kill bursts out from their feral bodies, driving them, like beasts, to rush forward without thinking and only by primitive instinct.

The beasts eager to cross the river did not realize that the river was rising.

The Jurchens who were charging were only staring ahead. The first group of partners had already stepped on the land on the other side of the river, so they would not be confused.

Until the first horse plopped into the water, the armored soldier on its back slipped off without warning.

Before more people and horses could react, suddenly, the river roared.

A large stream of water rushes out from the direction of the forest, rushing towards it with agitation.

The people and horses in the river couldn't stop the water, but seemed to have angered the river god. They all screamed and fell in the raging waves while struggling.

Mangurtai, who was in charge of the formation, had not stepped into the Majun River with his own soldiers at this time.

He stared suspiciously at the sudden deterioration.

"Boom..." The familiar crackling sound in the forest sounded again.

Mangurtai turned to the direction of the mountains and forests, and he suddenly realized that the sudden flood was a trap set by the Ming army.

His fury had just rushed to his forehead, and more Ming troops rushed out of the Ma Gendan Fortress in front of him.

They jumped over the comrades-in-arms who were the first to shoot and shoot arrows, holding a shield in one hand and a knife in the other, like another flood, and rushed towards the first few groups of Houjin soldiers who came ashore.

Mangurtai's back felt cold.He was convinced that his father had miscalculated, and the Ming army had obviously known about this attack on them.

Not to mention breaking the water, just looking at the formation, arrow skills and infantry's desire to fight of the Ming army who dared to take the initiative to attack, they are by no means comparable to the old and weak soldiers who only dared to shrink behind the fort wall when they encountered temporary provocations.

The coated soldiers who were the first to go ashore after Jin were no match for the Ming army at all, and they all screamed and died under the sword.

The armored soldiers behind the coat were not weak, but even if they crossed the waves and came ashore, many of them had their bows and quiveres washed away by the river, and Houjin's most lethal heavy arrow advantage was lost.

The Ming army who put down their guns stepped forward and stabbed sharply, and the armored soldiers were immediately at a disadvantage.

Behind the armored soldiers were more than [-] Ba Yala warriors from the Zhenglan Banner who were still struggling to cross the river.

This force, which was originally the trump card of the Jianzhou army, encountered the strongest torrent today.

Wearing full armor suddenly became a deadly burden.

Mang Gurtai watched with his own eyes the dozens of Ba Yala of the two cows in front of him fell from their horses, like dead pigs with white heads, being rushed downstream to the east.

……

On the hillside, Zhang Fengyi, with the joy of watching the play, repeatedly called wonderful.

She turned to Zheng Haizhu and said, "Your method of storing water and releasing flood water is really interesting."

He asked again: "The Ming army that met the enemy was so fierce, is it General Zou of Qinghe Fort?"

Zheng Haizhu nodded: "General Zou's style of fighting is the same as that of Jiannu. He doesn't use vehicles or firearms. He shoots with bows and arrows first, and then goes directly to fight with knives and guns. Although the two armies have the same numbers today, we took the lead , will definitely not lose. But..."

She turned to Kong Youde and said: "Ma Gendan's own guard is also good. Although he has no strong soldiers, he has not leaked the news these days, and he has done a good job of supporting General Zou in the middle of the night. We have to give him credit to Zhang Shilang In war, it is not only those who are stabbed and beheaded are counted as military exploits."

Hearing this, Zhang Fengyi smiled and said, "General Qin also said what Miss Zheng said."

Zheng Haizhu smiled: "It's no wonder that General Qin and General Ma brought out such outstanding stone batter soldiers. By the way, Miss Fengyi is also a meritorious person who is capable of scouting, and should be credited."

Zhang Fengyi slapped her hands and said, "I'm going to catch that Zhuangzi now. With the dozens of elite soldiers Xianglin gave me, there is absolutely no problem in taking down Zhuangzi."

Zhang Fengyi had just finished speaking, only to hear the conch sound of Hou Jinjun from the river below the mountain again.

"Mang Gurtai won't cross the river anymore, he's going to retreat with the remaining Jiala." Zheng Haizhu said.

The drums of the army on the mountainside rang loudly, and an ambush soldier Zou Chuxian left on the side of the Majun River last night turned over the grassy slope, and with the advantage of shooting down, let out a rain of arrows at Mang Gurtai's team, and cleared away a lot of them. The post-Golden Knight in defeat.

Zhang Fengyi stomped her feet: "Hey, I can do this, it makes my hands itchy."

Zheng Haizhu said with emotion that in different situations on the battlefield, hot and cold weapons have their best time to use. In the current situation, artillery and firecrackers are not as good as bows and arrows.

I don't know what's going on in Fushun City.

……

"Wenlong, these various firearms are really easy to use, and can suppress the bows and arrows of the Tartars!"

The deputy general of Liaodong, Po Yanxiang, climbed to the top of Fushun city and said to Mao Wenlong.

Mao Wenlong bowed to Shangguan to agree.

He knew that the fun was not over yet.

After the long-range attack of three rounds of cannons, Nurhachi did not immediately stop the flag, but he and Huang Taiji led the nearly ten thousand iron armors of the three banners of Zhenghuang, Xianghuang, and Zhengbai to fill in the loopholes of the Xianglan Banner, which suffered heavy losses.

The dark Houjin army quickly galloped out of the range of the cannons and approached the city gate in front of Fushun.

On both sides of the city, where the caravans had gathered before, the mules and horses dispersed one after another, revealing the tiger crouching cannons stuck on the ground.

These traditional artillery used by Qi Jiguang to fight Japanese pirates in the hilly area were quite powerful when bombarding the slave knights at close range.

In the open place two hundred paces outside the city gate, the Hou Jin army once again turned their backs on their backs.

But it still won't be the last time.

When the unwilling invaders approached the city wall by fifty or sixty steps, Qi Jin's chariot soldiers began to show their power.

Nurhachi didn't know that what he regarded as one of his own who opened the city gate a moment ago was actually a guest soldier of the Zhejiang Army, and his post-gold warriors who entered Fushun City disguised as horse dealers and merchants had already been in the city last night. , and became Mao Wenlong's ghost under the knife.

At this moment, the head wolf of the Jianzhou Jurchen will taste a completely different style of play from the Liaodong soldiers, which will bring him a brand-new tragedy.

Following Qi Jin's order, the Zhejiang soldiers in the chariot formation raised their guns, which had been used for several months, and shot fiercely at the rushing alien knights.

The sound of explosions can be heard endlessly, although it is not as loud as the previous cannons at the top of the city that shook the ground, but it is more powerful because of the density.

Nurhachi could only see the main gate of Fushun City and the base of the walls on both sides, which were soon submerged in thick white smoke, and the warriors he was proud of to build the state fell in front of this terrifying white smoke.

The splashed blood mist, mixed with the grayish-yellow dust, reflected the white smoke, as if painted on the plain.

This round of fire attack with the tiger crouching guns on both sides and the machine gun in the middle killed many elite elites.

Nurhachi and Huang Taiji's father and son were all staring at each other.

They don't believe what they see and experience, they can't accept the effort of a stick of incense, and they have planned for a long time to attack, but they have failed completely.

Attack, keep attacking!
You must never run away with your tail between your legs because of a long-range strike from a firearm before a hand-to-hand combat.

The best shooting range of the step bow is within [-] steps, but the Ming army hiding behind the chariot, using the machine gun, can suppress the charging Hou Jin army from [-] steps away.

The Houjin soldiers of the four banners exchanged their lives for an opportunity and rushed through the death zone. Ba Yala and the armored soldiers were like wild beasts, rushing towards the Qi's army and Mao's army below the city.

The two Ming armies also turned red-eyed.

Qi Jin's troops were still in a neat mandarin duck formation for close combat, while Mao Wenlong's soldiers had extremely strong individual combat capabilities.

Regardless of the style of play, the comparable strength, excellent equipment, and daring to fight in hand-to-hand combat have already made the Hou Jin army, who was instilled by Nurhachi with the concept of "the Ming army is unbearable to fight", lost the determination to win half an hour ago.

When the first Ba Yala was pierced through the silver armor by a spear pierced by the Qi family's mandarin duck formation, and when another Ba Yala was cut to the neck by a strong soldier under Mao Wenlong, the momentum of the Ming army continued to rise, and then In the Jin army, not to mention the ordinary armored soldiers and coats, even the tower-like Baya Lazhong, there are many conch sounds who are looking forward to withdrawing troops.

"You can't kill people, you can't enter the city." Nurhachi felt that part of his soul flew out of his body and lingered in his ears, making such a judgment.

"Don't back down, this is Faming's first battle, and you must not back down." Another voice rang in his ear again.

Nurhachi was in a daze. On the hillside in the north of the city, the cavalry army of Zai Sai rushed down the mountain shouting and killing.

Nurhachi was overjoyed for an instant, but then he was startled again.

No, those were not Zaisai's troops. He was too familiar with the Mongols. When their troops attacked, they didn't use drums, but horn sounds.

Nurhachi's doubts were quickly answered.

Huang Taiji, the head of the Zhengbai Banner who was in charge of attacking the northern city wall, clearly saw that the cavalry were the Ming army disguised as Mongols, and quickly ordered the horses to turn around and prepare to fight in formation.

(End of this chapter)