Chapter 63: Duijing View

Yang Feng opened his eyes and shook his head, which was still a little dizzy, before realizing that he was still on the battlefield. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Your Majesty, you're awake!"

Liang Cheng said in surprise.

He also looked wounded, his shoulders were bloody, kneeling next to a fallen war horse, around them were countless Jinyi cavalry in a bloody battle, and the Ming cavalry behind was also moving forward, forming a flesh-and-blood defense line, firmly blocking the Qing army that was attacking like crazy, the latter was indeed crazy, and the cavalry battle even turned into an infantry battle, because it was too dense, the cavalry behind could not come forward, so they simply dismounted and rushed forward with spears.

And the same is true of the Ming army.

The water of the Xiaoling River next to it was completely stained red with blood, and the dense corpses were soaked in it and floated downward, and more corpses were constantly being squeezed into the river.

Yang Feng took a deep breath.

He immediately made sure that all the wounds on his body had been repaired, and then moved a little more, making sure that he still had some combat power, but it definitely wouldn't last, after all, he was blown up by four human bullets at close range. Xiao Qian had already reported to him the energy of the explosion, which was about equivalent to forty catties of gunpowder, which meant that each person had a gunpowder bag containing ten catties of gunpowder tied to his body, if these gunpowders exploded at the same time, that distance would definitely kill him easily. But fortunately, they can't do this because of the fuse problem, the four gunpowder packs are exploded at intervals, and there is only one that is really closest to him, and when it explodes, it was pressed under the war horse, and the horse's body absorbed a large part of the energy, and the fragments created by the explosion were basically blocked by the stainless steel cuirass.

The end result was that he was covered in bruises.

But none of them were fatally wounded.

Then Yang Feng pushed Liang Cheng away with an angry expression, and then picked up the legs of the war horse on the ground, picked it up like a noodle pocket, and suddenly threw it forward with a roar, and the war horse weighing hundreds of pounds flew out more than 20 meters and smashed heavily into the Qing army on the opposite side. The Qing soldiers who were attacking like crazy were all stupid in an instant, and they looked at the war horses falling from the sky one by one in amazement, and at the same time, the Jinyi guards and the Ming cavalry who understood the meaning of this burst into countless cheers.

Their emperor is fine!

And it's as alive as ever!

Then the next moment the Qing army collapsed.

The reason why they attacked frantically was that they knew that the dog emperor was seriously injured and his life and death were unknown, so they naturally took advantage of his illness to kill him, solve this demon who had caused them too much damage, and avenge the relatives who died in his hands, but now that I look at it, this is a serious injury, this is simply unscathed! The four dead men tied up forty catties of gunpowder and didn't kill this demon, and the collapse was inevitable after the instant hope was dashed, and the remaining less than four thousand Qing immediately herded the sheep, and under the infection of the plague of fear, everyone fled to the north desperately.

The Ming army withdrew after a brief pursuit.

They also suffered heavy losses in this battle.

The Jinyi Guard heavy cavalry died more than 100 in battle, and even the wounded were reduced by almost half, and the casualties of the 2,000 cavalry who participated in the battle were also more than one-third, and the actual casualties were only slightly less than those of the Qing army, but fortunately, in addition to those who were seriously injured, the vast majority of the wounded soldiers could be cured, so the number of casualties in the battle alone was less than half of the Qing army.

After all, the death toll of the Qing army had to be added to the wounded they abandoned.

These wounded were then dragged to the city of Jinzhou, and then chopped off their heads one by one in the field of vision of the defenders who were still fighting hard, the defeat of the reinforcements completely destroyed the will of the Qing army defending the city, coupled with the death of Tong Tulai and the lack of effective command, the remnants of the Qing army in the street battle that night, they rushed through the blocking of the Ming army and fled from Jinzhou, and in the early morning of the next day, the city that had fallen for four years completely returned to the hands of the Ming army, and Yang Feng finally opened the door to the northeast.

In this battle, the Ming army with 4,000 casualties, annihilated including the Qing army a county king and a solid mountain, 10,000 officers and soldiers of the blue and blue flags, these two since the battle of Ningyuan, almost no casualties of the flag, and finally the same as other flags, it is estimated that this is also good news for Dolgon, after all, the loss of his two white flags during this time is too miserable, everyone is leveling him and he doesn't have to worry about someone inside him.

In particular, the positive blue flag suffered extremely heavy losses this time.

Hauge, who had just been restored to his title, could be said to have suffered a tragic blow, he had lost almost half of his army in Jinzhou, and it was estimated that he would have burst into tears if he knew the news, and this was entirely caused by Dorgon, and he should have a deeper hatred for his uncle.

"This is the Tartar's artillery workshop?"

In a small workshop in Jinzhou, Yang Feng stood in front of several half-finished cannons, looked at the group of trembling attacks in front of him, and said with interest.

Another important gain of this battle is this artillery workshop, which is the largest and probably the only artillery workshop of the Qing army at present, a large number of craftsmen here have not been sent away, it is estimated that Tong Tulai did not expect Jinzhou to fall so quickly, and these people have to continue to cast cannons for him to defend the city, as for the Qing army when the rout of how to manage so much, although some craftsmen followed, but there are still more than 300 people who did not run, and were directly captured by the Ming army.

"Your Majesty, what about these people?"

Tang Yu asked.

Yang Feng looked at an old man led by him and said: "These people are the people of the Ming Dynasty, but they make cannons for the Tartars to deal with the imperial court, which can be regarded as rebellion, and it is indeed a crime that cannot be punished." ”

"Long live, the grass people are all forced, the grass people are from Shandong, they were arrested by that Kong Youde, the whole family was arrested, if you don't make a cannon for the Tartars, you will cut off the head of the whole family, and the grass people can't help it, please be gracious to Your Majesty!"

The old man lay on the ground and cried.

Then the other craftsmen and their families all knelt there, crying and pleading.

"That's understandable."

Yang Feng nodded and said.

"But I can't punish you, after all, you killed a lot of soldiers in the court for the cannons made by the Tartars, and if you don't punish you, I'm sorry for their spirits in the sky, in that case, then just take the guilt and make meritorious service, I need a super-large siege cannon, if you can cast it for me, I will pardon you, and I will also give you a reward, cancel your craftsman registration, and even allow your children and grandchildren to study and become officials and rely on the imperial examination, but if you can't make it, then don't blame me for being polite."

Yang Feng said.

"How big a cannon does Your Majesty want to build?"

The old man asked cautiously.

"How old are ......?"

Yang Feng groaned, suddenly bent down and picked up a small mill next to him and said, "The muzzle of the cannon must be as big as this mill." ”

"Huh?"

The old man almost fainted.

The mill is for grinding gunpowder, and they also produce gunpowder and cannonballs here, although it is not the kind of big mill that grinds grain, but it also weighs more than 200 pounds, just like a small water tank, if the muzzle of this cannon is so big, it can drill into an adult, and the Hongyi cannon they built before can be easily stuffed into it, this is a deadly job!

"Why, can't you make it?"

Yang Feng's face sank and said.

"No, no, Your Majesty, as long as there is copper, the grass people can make it."

The old man gritted his teeth and said.

If you can't make it, you have to build it!

"No problem, I'll ask someone to send you a batch of copper, and I'll also call some craftsmen to work with you, and I'll also give you some machinery, in short, this cannon must be able to fit into this mill, and the range must exceed that of the Hongyi cannon, the cannonball can be made without iron or lead, just use granite to grind a ball, after all, iron is still too expensive."

Yang Feng said with satisfaction.

He has crossed once, especially in an era of advocating cannons, it is difficult to feel at ease if he does not build a few giant cannons to play after all, although the urban cannon is exaggerated, but it is no problem to make a few small ones, the urban cannon shells are more than 1,000 catties, and he has no problem making more than 200 catties of granite cannonballs.

Just use granite shells.

The cost of using pig iron is too high, after all, the current iron-smelting furnace will be burned out as soon as it is shot, and the entire furnace of iron will be directly gone, but the cost of grinding granite balls by stonemasons does not matter.

Moreover, this kind of cannon is not beyond the technical level of the craftsmen of this era, the only problem is the material of bronze, but this is nothing more than to get some modern refined copper and tin to be smelted in the best ratio, so that the performance of bronze will definitely be a few streets behind the urban cannon. As for the rest, that is, the cannon is too heavy and the mobility is poor, but his cannon will definitely not reach such a terrifying weight of more than ten tons, and if it weighs seven or eight tons, there is no problem in Liaodong.

After opening the cattle farm, it can be transported into the Hunhe River by boat.

Belch! He built it to bombard the city wall of Shenyang.

Imagine more than a dozen of these huge cannons blocking the outside of Shenyang, bombarding the city wall incessantly, occasionally a cannonball hit high, whistling into the city like a meteorite crashing into the heads of those Eight Banner princes, he also felt a little excited, such a grand scene is undoubtedly very spectacular.

"Your Majesty, what about the heads of those Tartars?"

At this time, Cao Youyi leaned over and asked.

His Majesty the Emperor has the habit of piling up Tartar heads, which is his old problem, but the problem is not the time to Shouning Yuan, when it was just spring, but now it is the early summer season, that thing is very troublesome no matter where it is piled up, and it may even cause plague or something like that if it continues to hang on the city wall, this war adds up to more than 10,000 Qing troops were killed, and the dead bodies blocked the lower reaches of the Xiaoling River, and even had to send people to clean it up, but no one dared to deal with this more than 10,000 heads without giving an order.

"Needless to say, pull it to Songshan to pile up the Jingguan to pay tribute to the dead soldiers and civilians!"

Yang Feng said.

"Also, take the heads of Abatai and Bahana with lime, and then spread them all over the place, and in the future, the wild boar skin will be treated in this way!"

Then he added.