Beiyang new warlord

This has led to what Dorgon often sees these days is the scene where the Qing army who leaned out half of his body and shot arrows was shot to the ground by oncoming musket bullets.

If he knew the truth, Dorgon would probably be even angrier. Shen Rong, who was fighting against him these days, didn't do his best at all. Mao Jue's military order was to try to kill the Qing army while protecting himself. It happened that there were many troops under his command. Dongjiang targets are always counted. This time it is rare to let go of the shooting. After going through the peripheral battle, Shen Rong also dug two trenches in front of the Qing army, and simply regarded them as a live shooting range, allowing his subordinates to The army started to practice marksmanship.

People are growing up, at least Dorgon is like this. After being bombarded for almost a month, his headquarters simply dug a big pit into the ground at an angle, and supported the roof of the pit with wood to avoid the shells, but the embroidered army I was not so lucky, so I had to dig down as much as possible to make a trench more than half a meter deep to avoid hiding.

Early in the morning, the Qing army also started a team. The cook who served the food looked at the sky in fear with a steaming steamer and a cauldron. Just run back, no one knows when the Dongjiang Army's next shelling will be.

"Damn it, I've had enough of this shitty life!"

A Qing army imitated the Hongyi cannon and had already become a flute. In the end, it could only be used as a sofa after a little afterglow. Sitting on it, Azig, who had more than a dozen scratches and bloodstains on his face, yelled furiously. with.

"Today, let's mobilize the whole army to meet these bright dogs and kill them."

For more than 20 years since the founding of the country, which war was not killed with a sword and a spear, blood flowed into a river, and it was the first time I encountered such a battlefield facing such a distance, and it almost drove the hot-tempered Azig crazy, but His yelling made Dorgon shake his head severely again.

"Brother! We can't keep hitting Gou Ming on the head. If we continue to fight like this, our morale will be lost!"

"How about this? Brother, I will hide in the reeds with the Tiger Battalion, and wait for Ming Gouzi to press up, and then I will cover and kill him from the side, rushing Ming Gouzi to the firearms array, and Brother Fourteen will then wave his troops Go to the front and fuck him for a while!"

This is an idea, although casualties are bound to be inevitable, but it is better than holding your breath here, subconsciously, Dorgon wanted to nod.

But at this juncture, Gushan Zhangjing felt extremely panic on Jitai's face, and hurriedly got into the pit.

"Master Baylor! Gou Ming, the situation is wrong, you guys should go and have a look!"

Unable to bear the sudden jump in their hearts, the three of them threw away their breakfast, turned around and ran out in a hurry.

In the early morning, the fog on the Huifa River has not cleared away. In the haze, I can vaguely see that the Dongjiang Army has already set up its formation. For half an hour, the army formation on the opposite side today is better than the Shenrong Bitterleaf Army that is facing these days. How many times bigger, picking up the binoculars, Dorgon gasped.

These days, Shen Rong has more than a hundred Hongyi cannons, which has already amazed Dorgon and complained endlessly, but this time the gun mounts and Hongyi cannons pushed to the front of the Dongjiang army are densely packed. The cannons were juxtaposed, almost covering the entire front of the Ming army's battle formation. It was impossible to count how many there were, and the total number was probably no less than seven or eight hundred.

Immediately behind the artillery formation, there are countless rifle phalanxes. The neat march made Dorgon even feel that he heard the shocking sound of footsteps. What frightened him even more was that when he was watching, The majestic Dongjiang formation stopped abruptly.

"Fire!"

Arriving at the front line, kicking the horse forward gently, holding the binoculars at the same time, looking at Dorgon without knowing the craters made by Shen Rong's measurement unit with special paint shells these days, Mao Jue gently put down the binoculars .

"Stop and fire!"

The messenger hung a red flag on his back and ran forward in a hurry. In just a few seconds, the artilleryman had already skillfully unloaded the horse and led it to the back. Thirty degrees pointing to the opposite hill.

The artillery commander lowered the red flag, and shouted the order that made the blood of all Dongjiang troops run wild.

"Fat Master!!!"

Dragging the iron chain on the ground, he slammed backwards, and a deafening roar erupted instantly from a pair of red barbarian cannons, and a large amount of gunpowder smoke evaporated. In just a second or two, the Qing army formation on the opposite mountain seemed to be boiling. Like boiling water, it evaporated, and the heavy lead bullets directly destroyed the wall of the trench, raising dust all over the sky. The Zhengbai Banner armored soldiers who were gnawing on steamed buns for breakfast did not even groan, and were directly waded through a bloody road by the shells. The broken arm was ejected, and he was even stunned. After a few seconds, screams of fear and groans of pain resounded.

Putting down the binoculars in shock, the muscles on Dorgon's face twitched. He was so trembling that he couldn't even yell out orders. He yelled three times.

"Quickly withdraw, quickly withdraw! The whole army quickly withdraw!!!"

Chapter 493

On the map, a huge red arrow pointed straight down, and finally got out of Beiguan. The Qing army fought hard for more than a month without gaining an inch, but was pushed back to the Liaodong side wall in just a few days.

The Liaodong side wall that the Ming army relied on for defense back then has become the last defense line of the Qing army today. You must know that Hetuala City is even outside the frontier fort. The main force of the army, and directly attacked there, but if Huang Taiji couldn't bear this tone, his ancestral grave would be lost directly!

Mao Jue has always acted like an old fox. This time, he finally showed the blood of a young man. Fang Gang came, and the 19 troops put all their eggs in one basket. Siping was solved every day, and the artillery fire was overwhelming in the early morning.

"Fat Master!!!"

With the first shot, the Qingyang Pass, which had already been in disrepair for a long time, collapsed directly. The archers of the Qing army who were lying in ambush on it jumped out of the hills of Guancheng more than ten meters high, screaming in fear, and shot down with large and small shrapnel shells. The rain hit the head like a crackling, a little Jiannu who was only ten years old and had no hair yet could not help being frightened. He poked his head out to take a look, and suddenly, a bullet fell into his forehead, and his eyes turned white. The child convulsed and fell on his back in the dust.

It was like a battle of giants. In mid-air, countless cannons sprayed tongues of flames at the already dilapidated Guancheng. Shrapnel shells burned and dragged a long tail of black smoke, and finally hit the wall hard. Shooting, sparks splashing, thick smoke filled the entire battlefield.

It seemed that the ground under his feet was shaking. Hiding behind the Guancheng for a mile, Huang Taiji looked gloomy at the gray smoke rising hundreds of meters in front of him. There was a red mark on the beard above his lips. It was faintly revealed again.

After the three rounds of shelling, the deafening drums sounded again, and in the still undispelled gunpowder smoke, rows of dark shadows emerged from the ashes, stabbing with guns in both hands, the first Dongjiang infantry like an iron tower Stepping forward, he suddenly appeared, and then rows of phalanxes moved forward neatly.

In the cracks of the phalanx, there are also artillerymen pushing four to five hundred catties and three-pounder field guns.

After being bombarded for a long time, now it's finally the Qing army's turn to find some ground. In Qingyang Pass, which has already been bombarded to a small extent, eight iron balls spewed out violently with the same power. It smashed into the ranks of the Dongjiang Army, and the tumbling shells crashed into the phalanx, and several people were knocked to the ground like bowling balls.

The shelling happened right next to the phalanx. Xu Dazhuang, who was standing in the second row of the phalanx, was trembling violently when he heard the screams of his comrades.

The shelling sounded one after another, and it would be a lie to say that they were not afraid! But the entire phalanx was marching forward amidst the officers' chanting, and none of the heavy breathing sounded one step back. This was not just the result of deserters. , Training again and again has made the team mechanically numb. Even if there is a sea of ​​swords and flames in front of them, driven by habit, they still have to go forward.

However, the Qing army artillery has this advantage. It is not adjustable like the Dongjiang artillery. The entire cannon is fixed on the ground with a pipe. Remember where he landed. The side of the square behind gets out of the way. Next The hit rate of a round of shelling immediately dropped a lot.

Fortunately, it was the Dongjiang Legion. If other troops were to adjust their formation so temporarily, the formation would be messed up.

Dongjiang had enough time for three and a half rounds of shelling. The Qing army only fought two rounds, and the large troops had already rushed to Qingyang Pass.

Huang Taiji also didn't want to give up the position in front of the pass. If he was completely pushed into the pass, he would be waiting for death. On the seemingly flat ground, suddenly a burst of arrows rained up, piercing down towards the marching army. Dongjiang soldiers.

If it was Hong Chengchou's troops, this round of blows would be enough to collapse them. For Dong Jiang, the sudden blow did startle them, and the front rows were shot like scarecrows.

With a bang, an arrow was piercing his chest, and Xu Dazhuang sat down on the ground suddenly with a chill in his heart, but he suddenly tightened his collar.

"What the hell are you pretending to be, go up and fuck them!"

"Ah? I'm not dead!"

Xu Dazhuang lowered his head blankly, and with a click, the bent arrow fell from his chest.

Why did the eighteen kinds of weapons and hammers in the Song Dynasty run rampant? In "Shuo Yue", the young general Yue Yun used a golden hammer for beating drums and urns, because it was the era of heavy armored soldiers. Futu is also a heavy armored cavalry. The most outstanding one is the Xixia mozi armor. Even the god arm bow can't pierce it. The Dongjiang cotton armor is wrapped with stamped armor pieces similar to the Xixia mozi armor, as long as it is not shot in the seam of the armor. , almost nothing.

It is true that shooting in the cracks of the armor will cause injury, but it may not necessarily cause death. During the Mongolian expedition to the west, Genghis Khan’s subordinates used silk lining for defense arrows for a long time. Holding the arrow in one's arms, the force of shooting into the body must also be greatly reduced.

Except for a few unlucky ones who fell down, the Dongjiang Army who was shot into hedgehogs in the first few rows inspired them to be bloody and fierce, and the formation was a little chaotic. The Qing army inside shot a burst of gunfire, and immediately stopped reloading. They gritted their teeth and roared, held up the spear and stabbed it.

Xu Dazhuang's phalanx was in the second row, and the first row was all composed of personal soldiers. By the time he killed them, these ruthless characters had already entered like awls, and some had even climbed up the low and broken city walls of Guancheng. He fought with the Qing army on the wall, and everyone followed the crowd. He fought so fiercely in front of him that his morale was also built up. He fired a shot at the Qing army, and he jumped out of the ditch in shock.

puff~

It just so happened that a Jianu slipped through the front wave, just like a scarecrow. Countless trainings made Xu Dazhuang stab the bayonet almost mechanically, piercing his chest, but only at this time did he see clearly, stabbed to death It turned out to be a little Jiannu who was no more than [-] or [-] years old, his eyes were full of fear and despair, and he was spitting blood out of his mouth.

"This"

"Watch out!"

With a bang of fire, Xu Dazhuang felt the heat behind him, and hurriedly turned around, but he was in a cold sweat. Another little Jiannu who was about the same age was holding a knife towards his neck. , He also confessed that he wore five body armor.

"This damn old man saved you for the last time, next time you will die on the battlefield!"

A man full of cups dragged his revolver over, and Xu Dazhuang's team leader, Baihu Maolin, slammed the back of his knife on his helmet, and then rushed forward angrily.

"But, these two are both children!"