Beiyang new warlord

"Return to the General of the Army, fortunately, the General of the Army discovered it early. Although some soldiers were not rescued, but after these two days, most of them got better. Today, only about [-] cases came in!"

"That's right, the big guys really have some opinions on shaving their hair!"

According to the filial piety scriptures, the body, hair and skin should be protected by parents, and they dare not damage them! It is a consistent custom in China to grow hair. Why the resistance in the early Qing Dynasty was particularly strong, because it was thought that Dorgon ordered to shave his hair and make it easier to wear.

It's just that the Qing army does have an advantage over the Dongjiang army in this regard. They shaved their bald heads and left a money rat tail. There is really nowhere for lice and fleas to hide, but the long hair of the Han people has become a burden these days. Outside, there is too little time to bathe and clean, and lice and fleas are the source of infection for the disease in front of us, the black plague. Those who have already been infected, according to Mao Jue's theory, can no longer be cross-infected no matter what, so whether they want to or not After entering this wounded barracks, his hair must be shaved and burned! Listening to Wu Youxuan's hesitation, Sun Chuanting snorted nonchalantly.

"Just tell the soldiers! Shaving your fever is a gift to the God of Plague, and you can replace him with hair. After the God of Plague is gone, you will be cured! If you want to go back to see your parents alive, you have to shave them obediently! At worst, go back and buy a wig to bring with you!"

Sometimes these soldiers may not buy it when they are reasonable, but when they talk about feudal superstition, they will obediently bow their heads. Wu Youxing's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he couldn't help but fisted heavily.

"Mr. Army, let's go down to the government!"

Walking around the wounded barracks again, Sun Chuanting was relieved to see that the plague had been brought under control. The plague broke out a few days ago, and one or two thousand people in the army fell ill all of a sudden, which really scared the back of his head. After turning around the black house again, he finally paced out the door. However, before he could breathe the cool air of the night sky for a moment, another sergeant rushed over.

"Master Jun! There is a change on the side of the Tartars!"

"Oh?"

It was the same ugly minaret. Looking down through the binoculars from here, a dozen large fires in the direction of Nancheng that had been razed to the ground suddenly burst into flames. Fortunately, six days ago, Sun Chuanting wanted to lure the Qing army into the ambush circle. A lot of materials were discarded in Nancheng. The large cloth that was sewn together was more than eight meters high, and the covering was made of wooden frames. There were six in total, facing the six directions of the Dongjiang Army. In front of the fire, there are more than 200 Mongolian, Jurchen shamans wearing ghost masks and big flowered clothes, jumping like a cramp like crazy, bursts of high-spirited voices continue to come from afar, and the corners of Sun Chuanting's mouth can be seen Couldn't stop showing a bit of disdain.

"Can't beat this trick? Want to curse our army?"

"Let him go!"

Just now, after fooling his sergeant with feudal superstition, Sun Chuanting didn't believe Ya Shengzhi's words at all. After he glanced at him, he waved his sleeves in disdain and came down from the tower.

For the next three days, the fierce street battles were still going on. The forward Qing army and Dongjiang competed for the main road buildings one by one, and then stepped up the demolition at the rear. In three days, almost half of them were demolished, leaving only the last warehouse defense position. It's about five hundred meters down.

Fortunately, Jilin Ula was a small city built in a hurry, not to mention Stalingrad in later generations. If this city was replaced by Iron Mountain at this time, it would become a city that was built because of its vast territory. The exhausted Qing army would not be able to demolish it. .

However, Sun Chuanting's heart became more and more relaxed. Even if he was surrounded, the Qing army would not be able to isolate Asuka. Sun Chuanting had already received the news through the letter passed by Saker Falcon. The distance is long, and in just two days, Dongjiang's brilliant army of 19 can start to encircle and deal the embroidered tartar a fatal blow.

The Ming Empire has plagued the Ming Empire for more than 20 years, and 40 people have blood-stained the battlefield. Tens of millions of people died because of them. Such a huge cancerous armed bandit group is about to suffer a devastating blow in his own hands. For Sun Chuanting, that The meaning is extraordinary.

And in the past few days, due to proper control, the epidemic has been completely contained. Yesterday, except for the wounded, no new cases entered the dark room.Early in the morning, after inspecting the dark room as usual, Sun Chuanting held a canned potato covered in braised broth in his mouth, and habitually rushed to the defensive wall of the warehouse in front.

But at this time, the messenger who had been observing on the tower waved the flag frantically.

"Master Jun! Urgent report!"

Three steps in parallel, Sun Chuanting ran up the tower anxiously, raised the binoculars, and suddenly a cold sweat broke out on his back. It never occurred to him that the Qing army could still make it through a layer of cloth. Get these things out!

The base is one and a half meters high, and the long hanging arms reach more than four meters. They are firmly nailed together with dozens of pieces of wood. The polished logs and the counterweights are also extremely ugly cement blocks. They were dragged back from the Dongjiang small building that was dismantled in front, and the appearance is extremely ugly.

But after being in the army for a long time, he also read "Wu Bei Zhi" and "Ji Xiao's New Book" more than once. Sun Chuanting recognized these things at a glance.

Back to the Cannon! The Xiangyang Cannon that defeated the Song Army in the key battle between the Southern Song Dynasty and Mongolia!

Careless!

Pulling the messenger soldier's collar, Sun Chuanting yelled with all his strength: "Immediately let the artillery guerrilla Mr. Sun Chun go to the watchtower to correct the cannons, and take those return cannons!"

While he was shouting, the Qing army on the opposite side had already hung a heavy catapult weighing a hundred catties on the net pocket behind his head. This thing was dug out by Ning Wan and me. Under Huang Taiji's impatient wait and see, the six The strong man of the Qing army raised his hammer and slammed the huge trigger.

Amid the heavy pulling sound, the counterweight weighing two or three tons was pulled down fiercely, and heavy catapults were thrown out like meteors, one of which was smashing towards the tower, with a loud bang and a huge vibration Sun Chuanting couldn't stand upright, so he fell down on the ground.

After finally trembling, he didn't care about the tower at all. He lay down on the wall anxiously and looked down.

After all, it is only a warehouse wall, only two meters high and less than [-] centimeters thick. Hundreds of catties of boulders hit it with a huge impact. Going out more than ten meters away, a few streams of blood below dragged out the old man, probably the sergeant who was crushed under the boulder and died.

The Hegang troops guarding the city wall have become a mess!

Chapter 5 and Six. A real man does a pure man

This thing is more like a giant's war than a cannon. After so many days, the Yinde of the Qing army seems to have been released today. The impatient Sun Chuanting hadn't waited down the winding stairs of the tower when the second loud noise erupted. Looking out of the hole made by the return gun, the second shot of a [-]-jin catapult hit the defense wall, and the [-] cm thick reinforced concrete exploded with a loud bang like paper paste, and the The air wave blew out the Dongjiang soldiers hidden behind like dolls!

Fortunately, when Sun Chuanting was on fire, Dongjiang's cannons finally rang.

Most of the Hongyi cannons were placed on the south city wall, and were destroyed by the Dongjiang army themselves during the evacuation. The north city wall relied on natural dangers, leaving only [-] cannons, and the cannons were calibrated on the warehouse street that may be attacked in front of them. At such a long distance, even a skilled Dongjiang gunner would not be able to calibrate the guns so quickly.

Although the big guys we were dealing with were still shrapnel shells this time, twenty shrapnel shells were thrown red into the sky, and immediately exploded, and the heavenly maiden scattered flowers fell down hard. Under Sun Chuanting's anxious and expectant eyes, Qing The huge throwing arm of the Army Return Cannon let out a creaking moan, and immediately the easternmost trebuchet disintegrated like a melting glacier, and fell heavily to the ground. Although the other trebuchet did not burst, it seemed that a certain trebuchet The important rope was also broken, and the loading catapult hit the ground heavily, crushing the eight Qing soldiers who were loading underneath to death under the stone.

But at the next moment, four huge cement blocks weighing more than [-] jin roared towards him. Sun Chuanting's eyes were burning, and three of them fell into the warehouse. The last one slammed into the wall again, this time next to the south gate. Under the heavy impact, the watchtower next to the gate of the village collapsed, and a dozen Dongjiang infantrymen on it were buried in the screams of fear. into the rubble.

"Why don't you change to solid bullets and kill these things together! Come on! Where's Guerrilla Sun?"

"The humble job is here!"

Before Sun Chuanting could get angry, the voice came from behind him.Sun Chun actually walked to the edge of the warehouse wall at the frontier which was full of dangers, but Sun Chuanting was stunned by her appearance.

Shiny long whale leather boots, sharp green Dongjiang officer uniform, and this certain metal boat-shaped cap on the head, the female officer is as heroic as the female spy in the spy war movies of later generations.

"You, are you a woman?"

I have been working with Sun Chun for almost a year. Except that this artillery guerrilla is a little short in stature, her ruthlessness and hard work are not inferior to men in any way. think.

"There is no observation post, and it is impossible to control where the solid lead bullets will fall! What's more, there are only twenty cannons, and dozens of rounds of shelling may not be able to kill these wooden guys in an hour. It is better to use shotguns to kill a large area. The Qing army is rushing to work. Others The craftsmanship must be rough, even if the power of shrapnel is small, it can still kill it, a large-scale salvo in one direction can kill people even if it can't be defeated, six to eight rounds of shelling are enough to destroy the artillery fire of the Qing people!"

While explaining absent-mindedly, Sun Chun kept waving his hands backwards to direct. He lost about 160 heavy artillery pieces in the northern city, and thousands of artillerymen were free. In the warehouse, Mao Jue was shedding life-saving hair, but the five huge black iron boxes that Sun Chuanting stuffed into the warehouse like scrap iron were being dragged out by them yelling.

Turning around, Sun Chuanting was still looking at him in a daze, even Sun Chun couldn't help showing a little helplessness and annoyance.This set of clothes was given to her by Mao Jue, and she was asked to change it when she used the black box. Sun Chun couldn't disobey Mao Jue's order that she knew her well and didn't punish her after being accused of being a woman. Being treated as a woman's strange eyes once made her quite uncomfortable, biting her sharp canine teeth, the female officer snorted coldly.

"Compared to caring about men or women in humble positions, the general should be more concerned about the holes in front of him!"

This sentence made Sun Chuanting wake up all of a sudden, and he cursed himself secretly. He didn't care what the soldier was doing "pulling the carrot" there. He impatiently grabbed the soldier beside him and kept carrying it The Shuai Qi flag, anxiously shouting orders.

"Let the [-]th factory garrison troops immediately gather backwards, no matter what the price is, stop the Tartars, let General Yuan Shen's Hegang First Regiment to the Fifth Regiment all stand in front of this general, and defend this place at all costs." Wall position!"

After all, it was the well-trained Dongjiang Riflemen with high quality officers. Under the fierce battle of Sun Chuanting, the chaos just subsided quickly in a short period of time. The sergeants who were still hiding in the building and waiting to fight in the street moved back quickly almost like a conditioned reflex, and the sergeants of the Hegang Corps who received the order also surged forward like a migrating salmon.

The gun wheels creaked and were pushed onto the ruins. The infantry like fish scales also climbed up the wall behind the stronghold, half kneeling and pointing their guns forward. The infantry of the two regiments were generally lined up in a square formation of muskets. , directly blocked behind the three gaps.

In the end, it was the artillery commander who had been on the battlefield. Sun Chun's prediction was not bad at all. In the second round of artillery confrontation, the Qing army's central return artillery formation was paralyzed again, and the two towering trebuchets crackled and broke under the intensive shot , also collapsed suddenly, leaving only two return guns that threw hundreds of catties of boulders violently.

The thing just brushed the top of its head and swayed past the Dongjiang Army formation, and the strong wind even blew away the military caps of more than a dozen soldiers. It would be a lie to say that it is not afraid. The few soldiers in the front row were trembling all over, but the entire army formation was still like a block of iron, motionless.

This round of boulders has just passed, and the sound of heavy horseshoes has already roared. Ever since the first return cannon collapsed, Huang Taiji had keenly predicted that the artillery battle would no longer be possible. The Qing army had already assembled. After so many years of fighting, Huang Taiji's grasp of the battlefield was like that of an old Chinese doctor. He knew that this was the only chance to win. up front.

Crackling gunshots kept coming from the balconies on the second and third floors of the main road, and puffs of white smoke covered the battlefield, making people want to cough, and the galloping cavalry also kept jumping out blood holes from their backs, turning over and falling off their horses. But the Qing people stood tall in Liaodong for 20 years, and the undefeated military spirit at this moment also made these Jianzhou Jurchen play to the fullest, just like encountering a torrent in a shoal, even if a piece of reef protrudes, a stream of water smashes them to pieces, But it still can't stop the rivers from returning to the sea, with an indomitable posture, 500 meters, 1 minute, and at the cost of hundreds of cavalry, the Eight Banners of the Qing Army, holding high sabers and spears, still rushed to the front of Dongjiang without fear of death .

Also at the front, Yuan Dabao also turned into a lunatic, facing the surging Qing army, he also frantically raised his saber forward, and turned back with a heart-piercing roar.

"Fat Master!"

The sound of crackling explosions was like a landslide and tsunami. The horseshoes that shook the earth for a while were covered up. Dongjiang also didn't hold back at all. What kind of three-stage shooting, layered shooting, in an instant, stuffed into the first five rows on the ruins The infantry directly shot out all the hot bullets in the rifle, and there are 110 five large and small field cannons. Even the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry, who is returning to the sea from all rivers, is like the Monkey King facing the iron rod cutting the sea. In that way, the momentum of the charge will be suffocated, and the first few rows of hundreds of cavalry will undoubtedly be spared under the blow of this storm.