Chapter 334: One of the fierce battles on a rainy night
It is really difficult to worship for Aobai, more than 100,000 Qing troops want to launch a night attack, for the military command system of that era, this itself is a very grand project, and the vast majority of them are rabble, there was no radio back then, the command all relied on the flag, and the flag could not be seen clearly at night, Aobai could only command his own people with each chief, and each would always be optimistic about the chief, as for the larger units, it would be impossible to manage, and when the attack was launched, then light the torch to implement unified command, At that point, there may be chaos. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
In addition, most of the people in that era had night blindness, and the night marches of that year relied on torches for lighting, and there were very few night battles in that era, and there were only field battles during sneak attacks.
The impact of night blindness on the team, the Eight Banners soldiers were relatively better, they ate more meat, and after leaving the city, they fell into the darkness for a while, and then regained their eyesight, although they couldn't see clearly, but they could barely see people and roads.
When the Eight Banners went out of the city, they led their horses and walked slowly, avoiding making noise as much as possible. However, the green battalion soldiers, auxiliaries and people in front of them still made loud noises from time to time.
Attacking the Ming army camp at night, Ao Bai certainly did not put the precious Eight Banners and Green Battalion soldiers in front, but pushed Xiang Yong, who was not afraid of death but did not have much military quality, to the front as cannon fodder. According to Aobai's plan, if Xiang Yong arrived a hundred steps outside the Ming army camp and was still not discovered, he continued to move forward in concealment, and waited until he entered the range of firelight, that is, within fifty steps, and then shot a torch.
As long as Xiang Yong is seen to shoot torches, the Qing troops behind will all light torches and launch a strong attack.
Once the whole army has lit the torches, Ao Bai can effectively command the army. When that time comes, they will attack the camp of the Ming army and destroy the Ming army with hand-to-hand combat.
It's just that when the plan is set, it's very simple, but when it is actually used, there are many problems.
Wang Jinbao, who led Xiangyong in front, was anxious at this time, so he went out of the city one by one, and 50,000 Xiangyong walked out of a city gate, and it took an hour, and no one was finished. After leaving the city, halfway down the road, from time to time someone fell and fell all over the mud, and someone bumped into someone else, and the two tripped together. After stumbling and walking for an hour, the brightly lit Ming army camp in front of me still felt so far away.
"This action is too slow!" Wang Jinbao sighed.
Just as Wang Jinbao was talking to himself, several more people fell, including two chiefs, who also fell, and the bamboo tube sealed with wax on his body didn't know where it fell.
The bamboo tube carried by Shi Chang is very important, and there is a box of Nanyang brand matches in it. Since the appearance of this new thing, the Qing army no longer used fire sickles and flints, and all the fire folds and the like were eliminated and replaced with matches. That's a good thing, take one out and slash it, and the fire will burn, unlike the fire sickle and flint, which will take a long time and be ignited by hay; It is also not like fire folds and tinder jars, which need to be carefully kept.
The bamboo tube with the match was lost, and the soldier could not light the torch.
Each soldier also carried a torch wrapped in an oilcloth, which would not get into the water even if he fell, and could be lit when the torch was removed. However, many people did not know where the oilcloth bags wrapped in torches rolled after they fell, and some people even lost their weapons.
It took two full hours to complete the two-mile journey. It was not far from the Ming army camp in front, and there were only about two hundred steps left.
There was still no movement in front, it seemed that because of the heavy rain, the Ming army did not arrange a secret post outside, which made Wang Jinbao's heart finally let go a little. As long as they take another hundred steps, they will not fail; If you can walk within 50 steps, you're done.
On rainy days, the Ming army, which is good at firearms, can only shoot inside the tent if they want to make firearms work, that is to say, only the firearms soldiers arranged in the outermost row of tents can be useful, and a large number of firearms soldiers are difficult to play a role because they are close to the inside and are blocked by the tents on the periphery. If the Qing army can get closer to each other, the more beneficial it will be to the Qing army, and the less effective the Ming army's firearms will be.
But Wang Jinbao didn't know at all, in fact, the Ming army had a secret whistle, and the secret post was arranged a hundred steps away. These secret sentinels, who often eat fish, shrimp and seafood, have undergone special cat's eye training, and can find distant targets at night, have already discovered the Qing army.
The dark sentry pulled the rope in the grass, and the small bell in a tent in the Ming army camp made a slight sound.
"Here comes the Tartars!" The Ming troops, who had been on high alert for the past few days, climbed up from the hanging bunks in the tents and took up their weapons.
On rainy days, although the Ming army could hide in the tent and use firearms, it was still very unfavorable for the firearms troops, only a row of tents on the periphery could exert firepower, and the other firearms soldiers inside could not play a role. However, Wang Xinyu has already had a countermeasure, and the 50,000 Ming troops currently stationed in the camp only have 8,000 firearms soldiers, and the rest are cold-weapon soldiers adapted from the Guangdong Army and the Gui Army.
Most of the firearms troops of the Ming army were arranged on the ships and returned to Changsha to wait, using only cold weapons to deal with the Qing army.
"The Tartars are coming up! I believe that our Guangxi soldiers are not a bad breed! We won't lose to those Cantonese! He stood at the door of the tent, braving the rain to mobilize his soldiers.
At the same time, the two brothers who have not been dealing with each other: Shang Zhixin and Shang Zhixiao are also mobilizing their Cantonese army, and the two brothers are gearing up and are about to fight for merit again. Although Shang Zhixiao couldn't compete with Shang Zhixin, who was much stronger than him, every time, he never gave up, because Shang Zhixiao knew very well in his heart that if he didn't insist, he would soon die without a place to be buried.
"The Tartars are still a hundred steps away!" The Ming army on the tower gave a signal.
"Ready!" Wang Xinyu shouted.
Several balls of fireworks were shot from the tower inside the Ming army camp and exploded in the air.
Outside the camp, Wang Jinbao, who was still a hundred steps away from the Ming army, pulled out his knife, pointed at the Ming army's camp, pulled out his voice and shouted: "Minggou has found us!" Brethren, light the fire, rush! ā
The Qing soldiers took out the oilcloth bag from their arms, opened the oilcloth, and took out the torch. Shi Chang, who was carrying the bamboo tube, opened the bamboo tube, took out the match from it, and with a slight stroke, the faint light of the fire lit up. Soon, torches were lit one by one, and tens of thousands of Xiangyong were playing torches, looking from afar, as if the Milky Way had landed.
"Ready, fire!" Inside a tent, Gong Xiaoda, the commander of Shenji Town, roared.
Behind the wooden fence was a row of tents, the curtain had been lifted, and from inside came the muzzles of the black holes, aimed at the torches that were rushing a hundred paces away. (To be continued.) )