A small soldier of the frontier army in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 559

"Wang Dou and the others really came, singing to die?"

On Yijialing, there is flying a gold-woven dragon banner with a crescent moon, its color varies from pure white to pure yellow, and there is also a tall Taiji flag, which is the true forehead of Gegu Mountain of the Eight Banners of Han Dynasty, and North Korea's Right Yizheng Kim Jai-pointed banner.

Along the winding mountains and hills, heavy four-wheeled millstone cannons are erected on the ridges. The front and surrounding areas of these cannons are full of sacks and earthen baskets. Uzhenhas in cotton armor Super gunners are waiting.

However, compared with the past, there are fewer gunners, and there are fewer Portuguese among them.

There was the sound of drum music in the distance, the sky was high and the clouds were clear at this time, and the vision was good. Kong Youde raised his binoculars and saw a sea of ​​people moving slowly towards this side.

In the mirror, the most eye-catching thing is a huge blood-red banner of a handsome car, with patterns such as green dragon, white tiger, rosefinch, and basalt on it, as well as waves, sun and moon patterns. The tall flag keeps rolling against the cold wind.

In front of the flag, there are the same bright red flags of the Sun, Moon, and Waves. Below the flags, there are layers of armored soldiers. They march in neat formations, with a unique momentum, that is, the Jingbian Army.

From the perspective of the mountains, there is another team on the left wing of this army, red cotton armor and blue waist armor, surging like waves along the undulating ground, it is the new army of Xuanfu Town .

The Jingbian army approached with passionate music. They crossed the fields, ditches, and hills, and kept moving forward.

Looking at this army, Shi Tingzhu's eyes showed gnashing of hatred, he grinned and said, "Wang Dou is overconfident, they don't have earth carts and chariots to cover them, so they just sneaked here like this? He thinks his soldiers are all made of iron?" Let the cannon hit them on the head, let's see if they can still put on a show!"

He shouted to Eduardo, the commander of the Wuzhenha Super Artillery Battalion: "Short Dejia, when Wang Doujun comes into range, hit them hard!"

Eduardo, who was still in Portuguese military uniform, saluted slightly, Kong Youde gave Shi Tingzhu a cold look, and said displeasedly: "Shi Tingzhu, it's not your turn to command my artillery battalion yet."

He looked at Eduardo expectantly: "Short Dejia, wait for the bombardment, can our artillery battalion severely damage the Jingbian army's infantry?"

Eduardo put down his binoculars and solemnly said, "Your Excellency, although many ricochets are difficult to attack and some shells are difficult to hit accurately according to the terrain in front of you. It must be loose... but the infantry came, marched slowly, the target was huge, and there were many shells, and they could still bombard them, causing serious damage to their ranks... flesh and blood, it is difficult to withstand the artillery, I think, after the shelling, they Morale will be low..."

In the artillery battle last month, although the Wuzhenhachao artillery battalion was hit, and some gunners were killed or injured in the chaos, most of the gunners were still there after the count, and there were even more equipment in the army, such as gunners and gun gauges. Those gunners were all Having received excellent training, the combat effectiveness of the Wuzhenha Super Artillery Battalion is still not small.

And because of the last artillery battle, some Portuguese were killed and injured, and Eduardo was full of hatred for the Jingbian Army.He has made up his mind and focused on working for the Tatars, and even his ugly money rat tail is much more pleasing to the eye.

However, the anger is the anger, and Eduardo's attention to the Jingbian Army has reached an unprecedented level. At this time, the analysis is as impartial as possible.

After listening to Eduardo's explanation, Kong Youde felt at ease. After the establishment of the Wuzhenha Super Artillery Battalion, all parties in the Qing Dynasty gave great hopes, but the fate was ill-fated.

Kong Youde shuddered, and subconsciously glanced at Huang Taiji's big yellow umbrella a few miles away. At this time, there were still some Kabush virtuous soldiers on the Han army's position. When it is Gushan Ezhen, the prince of the prince, those Manchurians will cut it down mercilessly.

Eduardo's words also made Shi Tingzhu, Ma Guangyuan, Shang Kexi, Liu Zhiyuan and others breathe a sigh of relief. They looked at their own heavy artillery, and then at the Jingbian army approaching from afar. Their faces all showed ferocious expressions.

Eduardo is very confident, but deep in his heart, he is always a little uneasy, and he is unwilling to admit it on the surface. He knows that this is the psychological shadow caused by the artillery battle with the Jingbian army in the past. If he wants to get rid of this shadow, the only way is to There are winners in artillery battles.

In the binoculars, he saw some artillery pieces of the Jingbian army walking in front of the army. Because of the terrain, these artillery pieces walked back and forth, left, right, and right, and they had to constantly choose the ground roads that could pass.

They also have some horse infantry, whose marching speed is slightly faster than those of pure infantry, but in order to maintain the formation and the terrain, the speed is limited.

Looking at the incoming artillery, Eduardo gritted his teeth bitterly. It's a pity that it is too difficult to hit those tiny moving targets at such a long distance.

"The Jingbian army is about to enter Sanli!"

Expecting and apprehensive, finally, in Eduardo's binoculars, he saw the cavalry infantry of the Jingbian Army pass some piles of rocks sprinkled with lime. You can hit the approximate moving target.

Moreover, Eduardo sent gunners to check the terrain in front of him. When the Ming army marched in a large formation, they could take the opportunity to bombard the places where most of them might pass by.

Terrain is the key to keeping the formation in order. Potholes, ravines and ravines are better than flat ground, and it is difficult to keep the formation in order.

Scattered formations, walking in front of a relatively organized enemy position, will be massacred one-sidedly.

However, the march of the Jingbian army was beyond his expectation. They came in a horizontal formation, ignoring the hills, trees, fields, dry river, and the sound of drums. Their formation seemed loose, but it was faint and tight, maybe In a short period of time, they can gather into a well-organized formation.

Even the new army of Xuanfu Town on the left wing, although not as good as the Jingbian army, marched quite neatly.

"Weird Army!"

While Eduardo hated it, he had to admire that army, but in this way, many marks would become invalid!

He suddenly looked at the artillery in front of him. These heavy artillery, in order to maintain their firepower, they will be divided into three waves, and they will shell continuously in turn. Most of the artillery will focus on shelling the infantry of the Jingbian Army.

At this time, these artillery pieces were loaded with ammunition, and a large group of Wuzhenhachao gunners, holding scales and gun gauges, nervously made the final calculation and adjustment. Because the Jingbian army did not move according to their wishes, many artillery pieces had to be fired again. Transfer the muzzle.

Finally, seeing the Jingbian army entering Sanli densely, Eduardo took a deep breath, grabbed the matchlock in the hands of an artilleryman, and shouted in blunt Chinese: "Target distance, 980 steps, the first round of artillery, shelling!"

He ignited the fuse of the cannon in front of him, and sparks hissed instantly.

"fire!"

Amidst the sound of swans, a large group of gunners of the Han army roared, and even Shi Tingzhu and others shouted crazily.

Thunderbolt-like cannons rang out, whistling sounded, and large puffs of white smoke rose from the mountains. Dozens of Shenwei generals and heavy artillery from the Qing Dynasty spewed fierce flames forward one by one. The battle of Yijialing is a special event in this history book. The battle of the book begins here.

The Jingbian army is still marching forward. Whether they can withstand the artillery, both sides are waiting to see.

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The weeds reached the ankles, and the high and low fields were full of weeds and wheat residues. This area was originally farmland, but due to the terrain, the fields could not be gathered in large areas, and they appeared fragmented and loose, and there were many ridges.

At the beginning of the siege of Songjin, the Ming army or the Tartars snatched all the wheat outside the fortresses, but there were still some remnants. Over the years, these remnants of wheat and weeds grew together, and they were already very lush and hard to distinguish. Who is the weed, who is the wheat seedling.

Although these fields were abandoned after the war, they are fields after all, and they are watered and harvested every year. In addition, there are many weeds, and they are still soft and soft when they step on it. A bleak feeling.

Han Kaihui was holding his spear. He had just jumped over a gully several feet wide, and the water in the gully had almost dried up, leaving only some muddy water inside.

After crossing the ravine, he paid attention to maintaining an orderly formation with his comrades. They walked in a sparse formation, with a distance of one foot and eight feet between each team, that is, the distance between each soldier was the same number of feet.

Looking around, there are endless drums and flags around. Like Han Kaihui, soldiers wearing blue-gray winter clothes and hats and helmets spread long to both sides. When they marched, they occasionally showed The bright red long body armor under the winter clothes added a burst of vigor to them.

Winter is coming, and the inner caps of their helmets are also replaced with softer and warmer cotton wool turbans. The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty must wrap their turbans inside their helmets. It can be tied around the forehead, just like the net towels of common people.

The long queue followed the terrain and surged forward. Han Kaihui looked to the left, and the armored commander Zhao Rongsheng was riding on his horse. On the left, there was another team officer, Sun Xuesheng, and then the sergeant of the other team.

To the left of the firecrackers on the first floor in front of the headquarters is the general banner of President B. A vigorous flag bearer is holding a large banner of Zhang Yilangtao, leading the generals to march, and a stout drummer is walking beside him. , beat the step drum vigorously.

Huang Wei, the general manager, led the Chinese army, Zhenfu, comfort and other officials of the headquarters, as well as some guards and others. After the banner of the general manager, the banner of the general manager was on the left wing of the fourth general team.

One of the Jingbian Army had [-] soldiers, one each of the firecrackers and one spearman. At this time, they formed a formation of four rows of firecrackers and four rows of pikemen, and the spearmen followed behind their own firecrackers.Among them, the first three tiers fought, and the fourth tier of firecrackers and pikemen served as the reserve team and supplemented the number of casualties.

The soldiers of the rear battalion and the right battalion were arranged in eight layers, one on the left and one on the right, forming an array of extremely long left and right, and extremely short in depth. In addition, the new army of Xuanfu Town on the right wing was also arranged in the same way. The formation spread to both sides for several miles, and the two sides seemed to be unable to see the edge.

However, considering the combat effectiveness of the new army, Wang Dou asked them to reserve a battalion as a reserve team.

As the army marched forward, due to the terrain, the rows could not help but bend a bit, or some soldiers were not aligned.

Han Kaihui looked to the left and right, there were the rest of the first-class soldiers on horseback, and the rear battalion and the right battalion each had two first-class soldiers. They were all in the front and left of each battalion. Gunners and pikemen form a team, and each part advances eight floors, with a distance of more than ten steps between each part.

Compared with infantry, they are more spread out and slightly faster, but they cannot exceed too much to keep the army in order.Before the war, some officers and generals suggested that first-class troops go first, but riding horses is not much faster than infantry in this terrain, and the generals gave up after deliberation.

Through the heads in front, Han Kaihui also saw some artillery, one or two hundred paces ahead of the army formation.

This kind of terrain is quite difficult for the heavy artillery. The gunners of the artillery battalion are constantly looking for places to pass. When encountering difficult places, the gunners whip their horses vigorously, or dismount and drag them, so they have no queues to march. Word.

Surrounding them, skirmishers from various headquarters came out to protect them, and there were some who did not accept them at night, and guarded them with bombardiers from the camp.

Along the way, the ground was high and low, but in front of them, the banners of the Ertazi and Goryeo dogs could be seen faintly. They formed an army formation that was bigger than the Jingbian army and the Xuanzhen new army combined.

Han Kaihui didn't care, as long as he pushed forward, they could be defeated. The only threat was their artillery.

Amidst the sound of drums, Han Kaihui and Jiazhong brothers climbed over a field ridge and passed through a lot of trees. There was a thatched cottage in front of it, which was burned to the point of ruins. Han Kaihui made a detour, and Wu Dingguo climbed directly from the broken wall past.

A group of people passed through this area back and forth, and the leader of the group, Zhao Rongsheng, ordered to keep the queue.

Suddenly, there is another large field, the same weeds are densely covered, and some field ridges are hidden deep in it.

"Forward, keep the army formation!"

Amidst the drum music, the roars of the officers came from time to time. Looking around, the Ma Bujing frontier soldiers on the front and rear eight floors slowly recovered their order.

Looking at Daming, only they can do this. The right-wing Xuanzhen new army has marched up to now, back and forth, and it has long been out of line.Of course, this is compared to the Jingbian army. From the perspective of foreign troops, their ranks are quite organized.

Suddenly, Han Kaihui's eyes narrowed, and some large pits appeared from time to time beside and in front of him, and beside them were high mounds of earth and stones, all of which were sprinkled with lime.

"Attention, when entering the artillery range of the Ertazi, the front and rear columns are staggered!"

When the officers in the army shouted orders, Han Kaihui looked at the soldiers in the first few rows, and subconsciously moved away to the right, instead of facing the front and rear rows together.

All of a sudden, there was a sharp swan sound from the Ertazi side, followed by the roar of cannons, white smoke filled the mountains, and there was a loud whistling sound, and many solid iron balls came towards them.

"The two Tartars fired!"

Although his will to fight was firm, Han Kaihui was still a little apprehensive and looked in the direction of the shells.

A chilling whistling sound came to the front, and with a loud bang, an iron bullet weighing more than ten kilograms hit the ground tens of steps away from the front right, kicking up a large cloud of black mud and grass , Paozi did not jump up.

Han Kaihui heaved a sigh of relief, this kind of terrain is still beneficial to his own side, and then he heard the faint sound of relief from the brothers next to him.

The artillery roared, and more and more Ertar shells were fired. Fortunately, they were not accurate enough, either at the front or at the back, and because of the terrain, some of the shells hit the field, and most of them were difficult to jump, or the rolling distance was not long .

A cannonball hit Han Kaihui a few steps away, the ground seemed to tremble a few times, the flying soil and grass splashed on Han Kaihui's armor, and a deep hole appeared in Han Kaihui's body. In front of the emblem.

When passing by, Han Kaihui took a special look at the pothole and was secretly startled. If the shell hit him, there would be no bones left.

He collected himself, the pressure from the Red Barbarian Pao was not small, but he firmly believed that he could carry it to the front of the Ertazi.

Just going all the way, although many of the Ertarzi's artillery were empty, there were also some shells, which caused casualties to the Jingbian army.

Although most of the fields in front of me are soft, there are also some places that are cracked and hard, especially where the terrain is relatively higher.

When Han Kaihui followed the army to a cracked area, a whistling shell rushed obliquely, and with a bang, the heavy solid bullet hit the thick ground, stirring up a large cloud of smoke and dust, and then leaped high. , spun rapidly, rushed towards the team of Mr. B who was walking a few steps away, and bounced for a distance of more than ten feet.

A body of flesh and blood could not stop the raging shells. This ten-jin solid iron ball slammed into the crowd like a shattered corpse, and opened a flesh and blood alley without any effort.

Since it was on a slanted side, this solid shell caused serious damage to several musketeers and pikemen in the eight ranks before and after President B.

Blood and minced meat like rain and mist rose in front of his eyes. A few rows in front of the right, half of a musketeer soldier's body was blown away. Han Kaihui only felt a cloud of smoke and dust flash past. Not far away, a spear soldier in the armor rolled to the ground hugging his thigh.

His thigh was severed by Qi Gen, exposing the pale bones inside, and a fountain of blood gushed out from the broken leg.

Remnants of limbs and pieces of meat were scattered, just like this soldier, after the shells galloped, many soldiers fell to the ground.

Although they tried their best to endure, the great pain still made them scream out.

Han Kaihui bit his lower lip, feeling sad in his heart. The injured brother had just been added to the armor not long ago. He was full of longing for the future and vowed to make military achievements and make his family proud. From the very beginning, he had to be disabled and retired, and all the military glory had nothing to do with him.

He couldn't help but want to look back, the armor leader Zhao Rongsheng yelled: "Don't stop, keep going!"

At this time, the drum music in the Ministry became more passionate, and the officers shouted orders one after another: "Forward, stride forward!"

Han Kaihui threw away all thoughts, and roared in response with his brothers: "Forward, forward!"

While the artillery roared, the Jingbian army continued to march, and with the sound of drums and music, the continuous army formation continued to move forward.

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Most of the artillery of the Eight Banners of Han Dynasty on the mountain was aimed at the Jingbian army. After the shelling, Kong Youde and others eagerly watched the results of the battle.

However, most of the shells were empty, either a little ahead of the Jingbian army, or a little behind. After all, a few miles away, the gunners only saw tiny figures, and it was really difficult to hit them.

Even if there are marks in some places, the difference is as small as a millimeter, and the muzzle is raised or lowered a little, which is an error of tens of hundreds of meters, especially when the target is moving.

The Jingbian army marched in a sparse formation, which also reduced the hit rate of the Qing army's artillery. Their arrangement was no more than the first four tiers and the last four tiers. From a distance, it was really thin.

Due to the terrain, the hit rate and lethality of the artillery were further reduced. Needless to say, some queues happened to be behind hills and small slopes. This area was basically fields, and many places were soft.

Kong Youde saw a cannon shot not far in front of a Jingbian army, except for splashing mud all over them, it did not cause any damage. Some cannons entered the Jingbian army, but passed through the gap up.

There are also shells hitting some sparse forests, where the Jingbian army is marching, and the shells are fired, and the results are not known.

Even so, there were still some artillery shells that achieved results. Kong Youde was pleasantly surprised to see that when a solid iron ball jumped up, it happened to slant into a row of Jingbian army infantry marching. Fragments of the armor flew up.

This artillery shell caused serious damage to the gunmen and pikemen of the Jingbian Army on the eighth floor in front of and behind the place.

There was also a cannonball spinning rapidly, piercing from the side to a wave of cavalry and infantry of the Jingbian Army...

"Okay, that's it, hit hard!"

Kong Youde applauded loudly, Shi Tingzhu and the others laughed out loud, and there was also a large group of cheers in the Han Eight Banners camp.

Although the first wave of artillery bombardment did not achieve much results, few of the ten shells hit, but at least some results were achieved. As the Jingbian army approached, they could shoot more accurately and achieve greater results.

They had had enough of the Jingbian army's artillery, and now they could bombard them, but they were beaten and couldn't fight back. Just think about it!
Eduardo put down the binoculars thoughtfully, and gave an order: "All artillery, try to bombard from the side!"

"fire!"

"fire!"

"fire!"

Amidst the roar, the Qingying artillery fired round after round, and all parts of Yijialing were shrouded in thick smoke.

The gunners of the Qing battalion who had bombarded earlier desperately pushed the cannon back to its original position, and used the degree board to calculate the distance nervously again, and even the gunners desperately cleared the chamber and filled the ammunition.

Because it is divided into three rounds of firing, their barrels have more time to dissipate heat, and the gunners can align more calmly according to the marks.

The sound of the cannon was booming, and the heavy solid iron ball drew a long arc in the air, smashing hard to the ground in front of it. Kong Youde saw the Jingbian army's infantry formation, and the blood mist erupting from time to time in the Xuanzhen new army, and even saw The Jingbian army's flag of Qianzong fell, although it continued to be erected soon.

There was a sinister smile on his face: "Forcing you with foot formation? It's comfortable now!"

The generals Li Jiucheng, Cao Shaozhong, Liu Chengzu and others behind him also had distorted expressions, and they all cheered and cheered.

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boom!
A cannonball roared past, accompanied by the neighing of war horses, and the chilling sound of bone shattering.

Zhao Rongsheng was stunned for a moment, he looked to the left abruptly, the guard Li Song's broken arm was bleeding profusely, and his right arm had already been blown away, the severe pain made his face bulge with veins, He clutched his wound, trying to get up from the ground.

Looking over again, the team officer, Sun Xuesheng, was hit by shells to only half of his body, the horse he was riding on, and the horse's head had disappeared. He reined in the horse and wanted to dismount.

But seeing a hoarse voice from Sun Xuesheng's mouth, he shook his head resolutely at him.

Zhao Rongsheng almost gritted his teeth, and he roared violently: "Attention the whole team, now I will take over the position of team officer of the Ding team, Mou Dachang will be the first armor leader, and Han Kaihui will be the team leader!"

"Keep going!" he yelled.

"go ahead!"

Han Kaihui wiped away the hot tears welling up in his eyes, and yelled at his brothers in the team.

"go ahead!"

"go ahead!"

"fire!"

"fire……"

The shelling on Yijialing kept going, and waves of shells whizzed over.

Behind the formation of the Jingbian Army and the Xuanzhen New Army, many Jingbian Army doctors braved shells, commanded the soldiers who accompanied the army, desperately carried the wounded to the rear, and collected the remains of the fallen soldiers.

The tragic situation on the battlefield made all the peasants tremble with fear. The wounded were carried down from time to time in front of them. All of them were either missing arms or broken legs, or were beaten to pieces. It was really scary.

The artillery shells fired by the Ertazi from time to time also made them terrified. If they themselves were also hit by this artillery shell, think about it...

There was a loud bang not far from the left, which startled Lai Daoguang and Yin Huaibi among the soldiers and civilians, but a shell was shot on the field ridge there, stirring up a large amount of soil, and the shell collapsed. After the field ridge, he jumped forward several steps.

"It's too infiltrating, the artillery of the Ertazi is very infiltrating."

The skinny Yin Huaibi patted his chest in fear: "It's really too pervasive, let's bring some more guns..."

The short and stocky Lai Daoguang shouted and cursed: "Do you know that you are as cowardly as a mouse, and you are embarrassing us servants. You look like a mouse, even if you are not qualified to be a servant, you still want to join Jingbian Army? Only I am the most suitable..."

Even so, Lai Daoguang's legs couldn't help shaking, and he was obviously very scared.

"Who is not afraid of guns? Except those Jingbian soldiers...Lao Lai, why don't you think they are afraid, are they human?"

Yin Huaibi tried to defend herself.

Lai Daoguang shook his head and sighed. He and Yin Huaibi had already carried many wounded down. Those Jingbian Army soldiers who were shot were all seriously injured, but they all tried their best to endure it and tried their best not to cry out in pain. Voice.

The two saw with their own eyes a young soldier whose calf was broken by a shell. He was so painful that he scratched his hands on the ground hard, his nails were turned over, but he still refused to chew.

Looking at the Jingbian soldiers in front of them, they are still marching forward with artillery. There is really no other way to say it except that they are really heroes.

At this time, the medical officer greeted them, and the two hurriedly carried the frame and rushed forward, but saw several medical doctors surrounding one of them in front of them, one of them was clenching his teeth, and was holding a scalpel tightly in his hand.

Lai Daoguang and Yin Huaibi looked over. The besieged man was a middle-aged officer dressed as an officer of the Jingbian army. From the waist down, his whole body had been broken by shells, with various internal organs and intestines. Fragments flowed all over the place.

At this moment, the officer could no longer speak. He stared blankly at the doctor holding the knife, opening and closing his mouth with difficulty. From the shape of his mouth, it was clearly: "Kill me!"

The doctor's expression was filled with grief, and he raised the first knife in his hand, but he couldn't stab it for a long time.

The situation in front of them severely impacted the hearts of Lai Daoguang and Yin Huaibi, and Yin Huaibi couldn't help but cry loudly: "They were all ... beaten in two..."

The civilian husbands who came around also burst into tears, and the doctor howled, and stabbed with the first knife in his hand.

Looking at the officer again, he died peacefully, with a look of relief on his face.

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Old Bai Niu: Go out to do some errands, there will be another chapter at [-] noon tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)