I am Emperor Wanli

Chapter 717 The final word!
After Wang Fengmeng delivered the order, he turned to the staff officer of the General Staff Office and said, "Immediately ask the signalman to contact the No. 1 hot air balloon. We have been granted the right to communicate by the front-line command. The No. 1 hot air balloon will be our observation guide."

"Yes!" The chief of staff immediately arranged for the signalman to light the signal light, aim it at hot air balloon No. 1, and quickly establish contact.

A minute later, the signalman reported: "Report, we have established contact with the No. 1 hot air balloon. The view is wide and can provide artillery observation guidance."

"Wait for orders!"

"Yes!"

Twenty thousand Dzungar and Khoshut cavalry lined up and slowly marched towards the Sunset River defense line. The vanguard was still two miles away from the defense line.

Once there are more than ten thousand people, there is no limit.

In Pharmacist Song's telescope, the Sunset River, which had been empty just now, was now filled with a sea of ​​people and horses, with flags of various colors fluttering in the wind.

Faces appeared in the camera. Some were 16 or 17 years old, with childish faces; some were 45 or 46 years old, with gray hair and beards; some were nervous, some were numb, some looked around, and some stared straight ahead.
"Report! Hot air balloon No. 1 informed us that about 20,000 Wala cavalrymen are the first attacking group, and the nearly 20,000 cavalrymen behind them are the second attacking group. The two are about three miles apart."

"Report, the front-line command has informed us to prepare to use the divine fire and ask us to fight the enemy with all our strength."

Pharmacist Song breathed a sigh of relief. "Finally, we have waited until the final moment. Order all units to release all restrictions, fight with all their might, and hit hard!"

"Yes!"

"Hot air balloon number one reports, the Wala vanguard is 500 meters away from us, they are starting to charge!"

"it is good!"

The iron hooves hit the ground with a dull sound. The whole earth was shaking, and the Jinshan Mountain in the distance was trembling. The 20,000 Wala cavalry were getting closer and closer like a tide.

Four hundred meters!
Three hundred meters!
"boom!"

A huge artillery roar rang out, and the 120th and 105th field guns opened fire one after another. The projectiles whizzed past and hit the oncoming people and horses hard.

In Song Yaoshi's telescope, a cloud of blood mist suddenly exploded, and a horse's head and half of its neck were gone. The upper half of the body of the cavalryman sitting on the saddle was also gone, as if he had been melted by the blood mist.

The headless mount, carrying two human legs, ran a few steps and fell to the ground. Blood spurted out from the cavity in the horse's neck, just like someone pouring water into the air with a basin.

The Wala cavalry continued to charge forward.

The mounts in front were panicked, but the war horses behind were less affected. The waves behind pushed the waves in front, and they rushed forward in layers.

The grass in front of the defense line had long been trampled into mud by several charges, with grass and dirt mixed everywhere. The flying horses' hooves kicked up countless dirt in the mud, like countless waves.

Tens of thousands of Wala cavalry drove their mounts and rushed forward as if riding on the waves.

Two hundred meters, one hundred meters.

"Boom!"

The Type 95 field artillery opened fire, and all the shots were shot. Hundreds of Type 95 field artillery fired thousands of shot. The Wala cavalry at the forefront seemed to have hit an invisible wall, and the men and horses were thrown to the ground.

The dense charge formation was like a wave of wheat, with full ears of wheat embracing each other and crowded together. After the sound of the cannon, the wheat wave was harvested, leaving only a few lonely ears of wheat.

But the cavalry behind soon filled in, stepping on the bodies of their comrades and continuing to charge forward!
Fifty meters!
"Boom!"

The 120th and 105th field guns resumed firing.

They switched to shotgun shells. The shotgun shells fired by dozens of field guns were denser than those fired by hundreds of Type 95 field guns, and directly created a wall of blood within fifty meters.

Hundreds and thousands of cavalrymen fell on this wall of blood.

But the tens of thousands of cavalrymen behind them rushed up like waves in the sea, and the corpses of people and horses on the blood wall were like dead fish washed up on the beach by the waves, and were instantly submerged by the waves.

"Ugh——!"

Three rockets, with long tails, streaked through the air, making sharp whistling sounds, and landed two miles away from the defense line, which was the most densely populated area of ​​the First Group of the Wala Coalition.

There were three loud bangs and three clouds of black smoke rose up. The Wala cavalry was startled, but when they saw that there were only three shots, they put their hearts back in their stomachs.

The Ming army was indeed at the end of its strength and was about to collapse.

Pharmacist Song knew that this was a test launch of rockets. After correcting the firing parameters, the rockets were fired simultaneously, but the interval could be tens of seconds or several minutes.

"Received shooting data from Hot Air Balloon No. 1."

"Check it right away!"

Wang Fengmeng ordered loudly.

"Yes!"

The staff officers took the observation data, looked at a table, took out a special slide rule, and began to calculate nervously.

The three test launches were carried out by the leftmost, middle and rightmost gun vehicles, with one each. Hot air balloon No. 1 observed the landing position and sent the message back to the artillery regiment's staff office.

Wang Fengmeng shouted loudly: "Remember, the first round of salvos will cover the area from B3 to G18, with a span of 5 front to back and 15 left to right."

In less than 20 seconds, three staff officers reported the correction parameters one after another: "Left artillery team, direction correction to northeast 6 degrees, distance correction to 200 meters."

"Central artillery team, correct direction to northeast by two degrees, correct distance to one hundred meters."

"Right artillery team, correct direction to northwest by four degrees, correct distance to one hundred meters."

According to the order, the gunners of each artillery vehicle desperately turned the horizontal turntable, and the launcher slowly rotated.

The gunner looked at the compass in front of him, watched the needle slowly turn, and when it reached the designated position, he stopped immediately and then jammed the rotating disk to prevent it from moving.

Then shake the vertical handle, the launching frame will slowly rise up, move to the specified angle, stop immediately, and jam the rotating disk.

At the same time, the second gunner in the same vehicle first pressed the propellant safety cover, punctured the cardboard in the ignition port, and then unscrewed the cover to expose the ignition port.

The third gunner poured a certain amount of primer into the primer pool.

A sharp copper whistle sounded, and the area behind the launch vehicle began to be cleared. No one was allowed to be within fifty meters.

The copper whistle sounded three times in a row with a long drag. The gunner of each gun pulled out the two handles next to the launcher. Two levers, one pulling four, moved the eight flint hammers to the firing position, and then replaced the small red flag with a small green flag.

Ready to launch.

Seeing that all the guns were ready, Wang Fengmeng ordered: "Send signal flares to tell the front command that we are ready!"

"Yes!"

Two green flares swayed into the sky.

"We're finally ready!" Xiao Wenkui, who had been looking at the sky, breathed a sigh of relief, "Send the signal, nine salvos! Three stages in sequence!"

"Yes!" Bang bang bang!
Three flares flew into the sky, one red and two green.

"Nine volleys, three sections advancing in sequence, three volleys in each section." Wang Fengmeng shouted loudly, "First volley! Fire!"

Upon receiving the order, the gunner pulled the trigger, and the eight flint hammers, under the control of the connecting rod, started firing from the leftmost in the bottom row and then fired to the right. After firing four rounds, the connecting rod in the upper row was linked to fire from right to left.

The flint hits the primer pool, creating sparks that ignite the primer. The flame of the burning primer passes through the ignition port of the rocket, penetrates the punctured oil paper, and ignites the propellant of the rocket.

call!
A long flame spurted out, and the rocket slid upward on the rail, dragging a long tail, soaring into the sky and flying into the distance.

Sharp whistles were heard one after another, rockets were fired one after another, thick smoke billowed behind each artillery vehicle, and soon the entire artillery position was shrouded in choking smoke.

Nearly a thousand rockets streaked across the sky above Luorichuan, trailing long black smoke tails. Their terrifying shrieks were like sharp knives, cutting through the entire sky and earth.

Haninoyan Honggor and Halahula looked up, staring in amazement at the "miracle" in the sky.

Meteorite?
Is this a miracle from Eternal Heaven?
But why are they falling towards us?

Is it that Changshengtian wants to punish us?
Do not!
The Ming people must have invited a shaman who knows witchcraft!

But we can't stand this kind of witchcraft.

Nine hundred and sixty rockets fell one after another and exploded in the middle of the densest group of the First Group of Wala Cavalry. Six pounds of black gunpowder exploded violently, carrying pre-broken shrapnel and flying in all directions. For a moment, people and horses fell to the ground and screams were heard.

Not many people were killed on the spot. Most of the cavalry and mounts were injured and fell to the ground, bleeding from their wounds and screaming in pain.

Nine hundred and sixty rockets, like nine hundred and sixty huge rocks, were thrown into this lake of twenty thousand people, causing splashing waves and shaking people's hearts.

The shelling in front was still going on, and shotgun shells formed one wall of blood after another. Thousands of smoothbore rifles also joined the shooting team, forming an invisible wall of blood.

The Wala cavalry, who originally thought that they could push down the wooden fence and win the victory with just one more charge, found that it was extremely dangerous for them to get close to the wooden fence, let alone rush into the square camp.

Only then did they realize that the Ming army, now firing at full power, was their true strength, and the three previous times were just teasing them and trying to trick them.

These cavalrymen who had escaped unscathed from the first, second, and third attacks suddenly realized the cruelest reality: how many people would die if they charged forward!
They all became timid, held the reins, and hesitated.

The continuous huge explosions in the rear caused countless waves and also confused the minds of the 20,000 Wala cavalry.

Where to go!

Everyone was thinking nervously in panic.

To be or not to be!

This thought flashed through the minds of every cavalryman!

“Woo-woo!”

Less than five minutes later, the piercing and creepy whistling sound was heard in the air again. Everyone looked up involuntarily and saw in horror that nearly a thousand black smoke streaks passed through the air and flew towards their heads!

Again!

The rockets fell among the Wala cavalry like meteorites, blowing up another group of people.

Many war horses were frightened to the point of madness. They no longer listened to their masters' orders and paid no attention to the fierce whippings. They neighed and kicked their hooves, shaking their bodies like rats with their tails on fire, running around wildly, and the cavalrymen sitting on them were constantly thrown off.

"Woo-woo!" The third round of rocket fire was the last straw that broke the camel's back. The Wala cavalrymen, filled with panic and despair, turned their horses around and rushed to leave this damn place.

After receiving the notification from hot air balloon No. 1, Wang Fengmeng made an immediate decision, skipped the middle coverage area, and directly carried out the fourth round of coverage shooting from the third section.

More than 900 rockets rained down on the Wala cavalry who were attacking the second group head-on. They had already been frightened by the meteorite-like attacks from the front, and their first reaction was to run quickly.

When he looked up, he found that the ox-tail banners of Haninoyan Honggor and Halahula had already gone far away like the wind.

So they ran even harder.

More than 30,000 Wala cavalrymen were rushing wildly in Luori River. Nearly a thousand rockets would fall on their heads every five minutes, blowing them to pieces.

The cavalrymen who were not hurt were grateful and whipped their whips even faster. They wished they could give their mounts eight legs, so that they could fly.

More than half an hour later, Haninoyan Honggor and Halahula, who were running in the front, heard the sounds of explosions and artillery fire behind them drifting away in the wind, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Before the two of them could high-five and celebrate, an army suddenly rushed out from the nearby forest. Judging from their flags and attire, they were the same defeated enemies from the previous five times!

The Mongols in the eastern desert.

A pack of jackals!
A jackal taking advantage of someone's misfortune!
These Mongolian cavalrymen rushed forward, and when they were less than a hundred meters away, they raised their muskets and fired at the flanks of the Wala cavalry.

Amid the sound of gunfire, the Wala cavalry fell off their horses one after another.

There were more than thirty war horses, each carrying a 60mm short-barreled cannon carriage. A cavalryman was leading a war horse on the right, while the cavalryman on the left installed the loaded short-barreled cannon on the carriage. They ran to a distance of thirty or forty meters before pulling the trigger and spraying the Wala cavalry in the face with shotgun shells.

The 6,000 cavalry led by Ma Gui directly broke through the troops of Haninoyan Honggor and Halahula, killing and wounding thousands of people. They made a big circle on the east side of Luorichuan and targeted the second wave of fleeing Wala cavalry.

Then they used smoothbore muskets to clear the way, short-barreled cannons to fill the faces, sabers, short guns, and bows and arrows all together to cut through the Wala cavalry ranks once again, killing thousands of them and making the fleeing Wala cavalry ranks even more chaotic.

Ma Gui and his men made another circle, biting the tail of the Wala cavalry and continuing to chase them.

Hong Gol and Halahula, who had escaped, ran another five miles when six thousand cavalrymen led by Li Chengliang rushed out from the east. After a fierce battle, Halahula and more than two thousand cavalrymen were left behind and were soon drowned by the bang of short-barreled cannons.

Haninoyan Honggor was so frightened that he ran even faster with his guards. The whip in his hand broke, and the buttocks of the horses under him were whipped until they were bleeding!

But before he had run four or five miles, Xiao Ruxun, the best chaser in the Ming army, came out with 6,000 cavalrymen and saw him at a glance.
More than sixty miles east of Luorichuan, on the banks of Buyantu River, the rumbling sound of artillery fire from Luorichuan reached here across the mountains and dense forests. The leader of the Torghut tribe, Beigo Erleke, immediately ordered the entire army to temporarily stop the attack.

"No, this voice is totally wrong!" Bagel Erlek said to his trusted aides.

"The great taiji is right. This sound is much more intense and fierce, and is totally incomparable to the previous three attacks."

"The Ming people are cheating?"

Beiguo Erleke shook his head and said, "Send someone immediately, take the shortest route, and go to the front of the Kobdo camp to have a look.

"Yes!"

As soon as the scouts set out, more violent and dense explosions were heard. This was the Ming army's rockets covering the fire. Because they did not fly high enough and were blocked by the mountains in the middle, Beiguo Erleke and others could only hear the sound.

There was a huge sound, as if the whole earth was shaking. Soon, black smoke rushed up to the sky in the west, which made Beige Erleke and others even more panicked.

At the same time, in the nearby forest, thousands of people moved flexibly among the trees, moving forward quickly and quietly.

Soon, smoothbore rifles were quietly raised and aimed at the Torghut people outside the forest.

(End of this chapter)