Qianlong: Qing Dynasty?What about my Daqing?

Chapter 187 Tsarist Russia Needs Qing Dynasty!
boom!
A huge explosion sounded in front of the Eight Banners Army formation.

A fire burst.

The ground seemed to be shaking, and all the soldiers returning to the Eight Banners stopped immediately, and even the officers of the Eight Banners who urged them to move forward were startled.

Then they saw the smoke in front of them dissipate, and a large pit appeared on the ground.

Ha Guoxing took a deep breath.

This shell actually exploded such a big pit.

If it explodes in the army formation.

How many people will die just this time?

So brutal!

This military merit is not easy to obtain.

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

If this is a bombardment.

I am afraid that the ancestors and cooking can not be blessed together.

shhhhhh!
Just now.

Another shell hit.

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

The shells were spinning in the air, drawing a very clear parabola, attracting everyone's attention.

The landing point was closer to the army formation of the Eight Banners than the previous shell.

boom!
The flames of the explosion exploded, accompanied by countless fragments of the steel shell that were ejected suddenly.

These fragments of shells, large and small, turned into a storm of metal and passed over the edge of the formation. Immediately, the bodies of several soldiers went limp, some clutching their chests, some clutching their necks, blood oozing from their fingers of the squirt.

It's all good luck.

I didn't even wailing and screaming, so I went to see him. I don't know if it's steaming or King Yama.

It seems to go to enjoy 72 virgins.

Those who were unlucky were not killed by a single blow.

Some arms were broken, and the shell skin smashed the arm, exposing the white bones.

Some cannonball skins swept overhead.

Raised the scalp.

But it all happened too fast.

Wait until the smoke clears.

Intermittently, seven or eight Hui Ba Banners collapsed limply.

And the soldiers whose arms, legs, or other parts of their bodies that didn't lead to death immediately were swept away by the shells began to howl in a hurry.

The entire army array back to the Eight Banners suddenly became more chaotic.

far away.

Mikhail, who was holding the binoculars and staring at the battlefield, held the brass binoculars with his fingers, almost crushing the outer shell of the binoculars.

He ran quickly in his mind.

What if his army were to be bombarded like this?
Such a powerful artillery was mastered by the Ming army.

How to deal with it?

Can Russia produce such artillery?
"This Qing army is finished."

Mikhail put down the binoculars and frowned.

really.

His voice just fell.

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

Terrifying and terrifying.

The two shells before were just used to correct the trajectory of the school fire.

Now is the real shelling!
A total of twelve 3.5-inch howitzers fired in salvo, and the twelve shells fell like meteorites into the formation of the Eight Banners.

boom!
Twelve huge fireballs ejected countless fragments.

The powerful explosion shock wave blows the surrounding human body up like a piece of paper, and turns into a mass of flesh and blood under the turbulent flow of the shock wave.

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

Ha Guoxing stood there with cold hands and feet.

What a meritorious deed.

What a glorious lintel.

It's all forgotten now.

Only now did he realize that his previous thoughts were too ridiculous.

As for the six thousand eight banners under his own hands, in front of the Ming army's formation, they are like bugs, and they will be crushed to death if they are crushed.

Ha Guoxing hadn't reacted yet.

The Huiba Banners who had been bombed dropped their weapons one after another, and ran around the battlefield screaming and holding their heads.

"Master Dutong Order: Those who retreat will be killed without mercy!!"

The supervising team with big knives also came up from behind, catching the unlucky ones who were in a hurry and slashing left and right, so that these Muslims from all over the place did not pay attention.

"There's no way out, there's no way out."

"Really, this is a fight between the Manchus and the Han people, let's go back and see what."

in chaos.

Ma Zhonghan pulled his eldest son Ma Xinmin.

"Don't run around, 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 out."

Although Ma Zhonghan really wanted to leave this man-eating world.

But his son is only 13 years old.

He has had enough.

Ma Xinmin hasn't lived enough yet
And Ma Xinmin also reminded him.

this is China.

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

If the cooking can't be controlled here, what will I say when I face King Yama in the underworld?
This choking line belongs to yes.

So it's better to be alive.

in chaos.

The two ran forward one after the other.

at the rear.

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

"Run! Run quickly!"

Ma Zhonghan pushed Ma Xinmin forward desperately, and soon reached the barbed wire fence.

He bumped suddenly, but found that apart from piercing a bloody hole in his body, he couldn't hit it at all-this thing is to prevent the horse from escaping, how can human power smash it away.

Ma Zhonghan squatted down.

"Quick! Step on my shoulder and jump over!"

"Father, what about you?"

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

Seeing that Ma Xinmin was still in a daze, Ma Zhonghan picked up his son.

The barbed wire fence is only about 1.7 meters high.

Ma Zhonghan, a big man from Shandong, is close to 1.9 meters tall.

Just enough to throw my son over there.

Ma Xinmin was thrown in a mess, and just got up from the ground when he saw several sharp arrows whizzing towards him.

"father!"

Ma Xinmin cried out immediately.

"Run! There will be a way to survive!"

Ma Zhonghan was lying on the ground, with a feathered arrow piercing his chest. After speaking with all his strength, he felt the strength of his body being gradually pulled away.

In the end, I couldn't even raise my head, and my eyes looked at the distance beyond the barbed wire.

We should not get involved in this matter.

Besides, isn't Huihui and Daming on good terms?

At that time, it was ten times to guarantee a Han
His eyes gradually became dull.

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

But he could no longer hear what he was saying, and the whole world was silent.

Why don't you run away?

It's really worrying.

This stupid boy.

at last.

When he saw Ma Xinmin turn around and run towards the trenches of the Ming army.

The light in the eyes gradually dimmed.

A smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

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, about seven or eight feet!"

After seeing this scene in the telescope, Feng Zhaoji put down the telescope and said.

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 supervisory team, most of them had already got into the deep mountains and old forests, and it was impossible to find them again.

This also made Feng Zhaoji very regretful.

He really wanted to see the effect of the barbed wire.

in military exercises.

The barbed wire defense works very well.

A thin row of barbed wire.

Not even the strongest war horse can rush through.

The army blocked by barbed wire was exposed to the firepower of rifled guns and howitzers, and it became a living target completely.

And this time.

Lieutenant General Mikhail Kutuzov, Governor of Eastern Siberia of the Russian Empire, squinted his eyes, recalling the shelling that had just occurred on the battlefield in his mind.

He found.

When in dense formation.

Howitzer shells are quite powerful.

But after the soldiers returning to the Eight Banners collapsed, although the shelling of the Ming army continued, the results achieved were quite limited.

"The era of dense infantry charges has passed, and the future may be the era when skirmish tactics prevail."

Mikhail Kutuzov said to himself.

"However, if skirmish tactics are to be implemented, the infantry's individual firepower must be strengthened. Perhaps future land warfare will be the era of rifled guns, grenades, and bombardment guns. But what is the use of that row of barbed wire? "

Mikhail Kutuzov dare not underestimate the Ming army now.

He knows now.

Compared with the Ming army.

The Army of the Russian Empire seems to be unknowingly behind the times.

The deterrence of the Tsar's "gray cattle" will no longer be the confidence for the expansion of the Russian Empire with the popularity of rifled guns, grenades, and bombardment guns.

Even the superiority in strength.

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

In any case, the number of gray cattle cannot be greater than the number of warriors of the emperor of the Ming Empire.

The Ming Empire itself had a population of [-]-[-] million.

If the Ming Empire succeeded in destroying the Qing Empire, it would be a super empire with a population of over [-] million.

This population is larger than that of the whole of Europe.

What's more, there were many vassal states in the Ming Empire, and the population of those vassal states was quite large.

The Ming Empire also has Japan as its close ally—it is really quite close. The expansion of the Ming Empire in Nanyang over the years was carried out by warriors hired by the emperor in Japan.

Able to conscript elite warriors in a country to be executioners for its own expansion.

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

Don't say anything else.

The Russian Empire doesn't even have the advantage of fighting with the Ming Empire to consume troops.

The emperor of the Ming Dynasty could go to Japan to recruit 10,000+ samurai at any time. These small samurai were cheap and dared to work hard.

Who can bear it.

Russia now faces a formidable enemy in the south.

It would be nice if the Qing Empire could stand it.
The Russian Empire needs time to complete this round of military revolution set off from the East.

Mikhail Kutuzov took a deep breath.

And right now.

Lin Ning, furious, issued a fatal order.

He ordered Jinchang to attack across the board, while Shu Liang led [-] cavalry to charge forward, and the other cavalry were also ready at any time.

A round of shelling by the Ming army to disperse the Eight Banners also made Lin Ning discover the weakness of the Ming army's artillery—just spread out the charge formation.

Immediately.

The sound of rumbling horseshoes shook the ground.

The brave and fearless Eight Banners cavalry rushed to the barbed wire fence that made the later survivors tremble when they thought of it
(End of this chapter)