Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 237: The best cure for the fear of insufficient firepower
"Damn it, what kind of position is this? Why did they design it like this?"

As the two armies arrived at the battlefield, the military attachés from various countries who came with the Russian army frowned as they looked at the Ming army's positions opposite.

The positions arranged by the Ming army were different from what they had seen before.

Through their telescopes, they could see trenches, with various things that should be barbed wire crisscrossing in front of the trenches.

"It should be a new battle method from the East, right?"

Hearing the Dutch military attaché's surprise, the British military attaché, who thought he knew the East, said something uncertainly.

"Although it's a little strange, they have no resistance against absolute strength."

The French military attaché put away his telescope, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

In his opinion, in the face of powerful weapons, any tactics are just castles in the air.

Moreover, Westerners, who have always admired knightly combat, despise and disdain this kind of combat that involves retreating to the defensive line.

However, considering the cunning character of Oriental people, it is not surprising that they would come up with such a tactic.

"dong dong dong dong..."

As the military officers were discussing in low voices, rhythmic drum beats began to sound.

"The Slavs have begun."

The British military attaché turned the telescope back to the advancing Russian army and said slowly.

"It seems that our general is very confident. He sent out two legions right away."

The French military attaché couldn't help but make a joke when he saw the two legions of 10,000 men standing out.

On the front line outside, two legions of 10,000 people were arranged in the currently mainstream line formation, advancing slowly to the beat of drums.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

At the same time, the artillery positions were roaring madly at the Ming army's line.

In order to demonstrate the strength of his country in front of other countries, the Tsar directly dispatched more than 200 artillery pieces.

The roar of more than 200 artillery pieces together brought a momentum and shock that made people's scalps tingle.

Even the British military attaché, who thought himself the best in the world, couldn't help but frown and reveal a cautious expression when he saw this scene.

He began to wonder how he, as a commander, would command the battle if the Yugoslavs were fighting against the lobster soldiers of the British Empire.

"Strange, why didn't the other side react at all? Were they all scared away?"

Seeing that Tsarist Russia had begun attacking and bombarding, the Ming army did not react at all.

The Dutch military attaché uttered a puzzled sound.

The French military attaché hesitated for a moment and said uncertainly: "Maybe they have some conspiracy."

opposite.

In the command room, Zhu Zhanjun was holding the latest binoculars, observing the attacking Tsarist Russian army.

"These old Russians, the Prussians are using percussion rifles, but they don't change at all and still use this outdated line infantry attack tactics."

Adjusting the telescope to watch the artillery positions in various parts of the Tsarist Russia, Zhu Zhanjun loudly ordered: "Tell Lu Dapao that once the artillery fires, immediately destroy their artillery positions for me."

The messenger on standby behind him quickly ran out of the command room to notify the artillery unit on standby.

Zhu Zhanjun arranged the position in this way not to show off the tactics of later generations, but to cooperate with the new rifles used by the Ming army.

Ever since he figured out the era in which the Second World existed, Zhu Zhanjun had been thinking about replacing the army's equipment.

In 1840, breech-loading rifles appeared in Prussia. If the Ming army still used old-fashioned flintlock rifles, they would be completely defeated.

Before sending the coordinates, Zhu Zhanjun gave Victoria an order to purchase chemicals to the greatest extent possible.

Then he ordered Xu Shou's apprentice, who was in charge of the chemical industry of mercury fulminate, to speed up the production of mercury fulminate.

In addition, the production workshop for custom-made paper shell bullets, which was originally just a small workshop, was expanded.

Zhu Zhanjun also knew that copper was more convenient to use, but the problem was that copper was a rare material in the Ming Dynasty.

Before the mining production process is expanded, it is completely a luxury to replace all bullets with copper or steel shells.

Zhu Zhanjun had no choice but to take the middle ground and choose the paper shell bullets that were easiest to produce.

After the rapid modification of the gun workshop, dozens of factories, and the non-stop operation of tens of thousands of people, good results were finally achieved.

The rifles used by the Second Recruit Corps led by Zhu Zhanjun were all new breech-loading rifles.

As weapons and equipment changed, the legion's tactics naturally had to change as well.

Fortunately, the Ming army had already had targeted training in this area, and the new recruits were good at accepting new things.

The changes in the Ming army's equipment and tactics did not have much impact, and the transition was very smooth.

Today's war is the first battle after the change in equipment and tactics.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The Russian artillery roared wildly, but most of it hit the front of the Ming army's line. A small part fell into the position but had no effect.

The soldiers held their new rifles and sat in the trenches, waiting quietly. Some experienced veterans even took out their pipes and smoked them when the officers were not paying attention.

In fact, their officers had already noticed it, but they were just too lazy to pay attention to them.

"Report, the enemy has entered the firing range!"

Inside the command post, the observer reported loudly.

Zhu Zhanjun looked through the telescope at the Russian army approaching the Ming army's obstacle formation, chuckled, retracted the telescope and ordered: "Begin!"

"grumble!"

A sharp cry rushed into the air, and the waiting officers showed ecstasy on their faces.

"It's started, it's started!"

Artillery commander Lu Dapao picked up a flag, held it high, and waved it vigorously at the artillerymen who had been on standby.

"fire!"

“Boom…Boom…Boom…Boom…”

Thousands of artillery pieces fired in succession, and the violent noise made the entire earth tremble.

"Oh buy it!"

The British military attaché's eyes widened in shock, and he said in horror: "Did these yellow-skinned monkeys bring all the artillery in the country here?" "Fuck you, get down!"

The French military attaché nearby saw several shells being fired at them, and he screamed in fear and fell to the ground.

“Boom, boom, boom!”

Thousands of artillery pieces, like mad bulls, frantically hammered at the Tsarist artillery positions, rear positions, and attacking infantry lines.

The Russians who were marching in a line were stunned by the bombardment.

They had fought for so many years, but this was the first time they faced such horrific artillery fire.

However, before they could come out of their confusion, the Ming troops waiting in the trenches stood up following the officers' orders.

He raised the loaded rifle and pulled the trigger at the Russians who were howling in pain from the artillery fire 200 meters away.

"Bang bang..."

Intensive gunfire rang out, and the Russians, who were bombed by artillery fire and didn't know whether to run away or continue moving forward, fell down in groups.

"Damn it, this is not a war, this is a naked massacre!"

Looking at the two attacking infantry corps being harvested like targets, the Russian commander who had moved to a safe location cursed loudly while looking at the battlefield through a telescope.

He wanted to order a withdrawal, but it was too late.

The Ming army's artillery blocked the rear line of the attacking infantry. The Tsarist Russian army could neither advance nor retreat, and could only be slaughtered on the spot.

"put!"

Along with the roar of artillery, the tiger squat cannon artillery positions placed in the soldiers' line also began to roar.

One shell after another drew an arc and pierced into the Tsarist Russian army's formation. The broken shrapnel took away the lives of many Russians.

Half an hour later, there was no one left standing in front of the position.

The two attacking Russian legions all fell two or three hundred meters in front of the Ming army's position.

On the Ming army side, apart from a few unlucky guys who were injured, there were no casualties at all.

Zhu Zhanjun looked across the table with a telescope and could not help but sigh: "The evolution of mankind is a process of continuous killing."

He shook his head, turned around and ordered behind him: "Let's get started!"

The messenger, who had been on standby, raised his signal gun and pointed it at the sky.

Bang bang bang!
As three red flares were launched into the air, the signal for a decisive battle was given.

The first battle is the decisive battle. Zhu Zhanjun does not have so much time to play around with these Russians. He wants to decide the outcome in one battle.

Behind the position, 20 launch pads were lined up, each with three Tianji arrows.

After several years of modification, the gunpowder was changed, the explosion energy was improved, and the size of the Tianji Arrow was also reduced.

Although it has not reached the level of later rockets, it has overall reached the most perfect state at present.

As the signal flare was launched into the air, the general in charge roared.

The Tianji Arrow made a whistling sound, and under the guidance of the guide rail, it flew into the sky, drew a large arc, and plunged into the array of the Tsarist Russian army on standby.

The power of the Tianji Arrow equipped with new gunpowder is greatly enhanced.

Once the explosion occurs, no one within a hundred meters will survive.

60 Tianji arrows were thrown down, directly creating an uninhabited area.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

After a simple repair, the artillery once again started to roar deafeningly.

One shell after another followed closely behind the Tianji Arrow and slammed heavily into the Russian formation, playing the music of death.

"Beep beep beep..."

Suddenly, the passionate charge sounded.

"Brothers, the chance to make a contribution has come, follow me and kill!"

As the charge sounded, the political counselors of each legion raised their revolvers and shouted.

The Ming army soldiers who were on standby in the trenches jumped out of the trenches with bayonets pointed, passed through the specially reserved passages, and rushed towards the standby area of ​​the Tsarist Russian army while shouting.

"Is anyone still alive?"

In the observation area where military attachés from various countries were stationed, the Gallic rooster military attaché, covered in mud and with blood on his arms, staggered to his feet.

Just now, a Tianji arrow exploded dozens of meters away from them.

These military officers were knocked to the ground by the shock wave.

He was lucky and fell behind a rock, with only his arm injured.

The smoke and dust had not yet dissipated, and the Gallic Rooster military officer, who was dazed by the explosion, didn't know which way to go and could only grope forward.

Soon he touched a body, and tried to open his eyes wide to look, and horror instantly appeared on his face.

The British military attaché who had just been chatting with him had half of his head chopped off, and red and white blood flowed all over the ground.

"Damn it, the lion of the East has awakened."

Looking at the corpses in front of him, his ears gradually recovered, and hearing the deafening shouts of killing, he couldn't help but think of a saying of Napoleon.

"The East is a sleeping lion. Once it wakes up, it will shock the whole world!"

Thinking of this widely circulated saying of Napoleon, I recalled the horrific scene just now and the high-spirited charge shouts.

The Gallic rooster military attaché closed his eyes in pain.

Even though they belittled the East at the banquet, they were actually very afraid of it in their hearts.

This is an ancient civilization, a civilization without interruptions.

The meaning of a civilization without gaps is unimaginable.

The First Opium War was a test for them, but it also allowed them to see clearly the sleeping Oriental lion.

Just when they thought they would kill the lion and then share its flesh and blood.

The lion suddenly opened its eyes, revealing a ferocious and domineering look.

He couldn't imagine how the lion would view the world after waking up. Would it regard other countries as prey that could provide nutrition for itself?

(End of this chapter)