Zhuo Butai's face changed slightly, but he quickly calmed down: "Immediately pass my order, everyone is ready for battle!" ”

"Wow!" Goshha stepped back.

Li Sang had a worried expression on his forehead: "General, the continuous heavy rain, the transportation is inconvenient, the special offerings can't be transported, there are many poisonous attacks in our army, and the Ming dog is attacking at night at this time, and our army is afraid that it will be more auspicious." ”

Zhuo Butai snorted coldly: "What the thieves rely on is nothing more than sharp firearms, such as today's heavy rain, the thieves abandon the length of their firearms, and want to fight with our army in the rain and night, with a short blow and a long one, this is the thief's own destruction!" I don't know why should Li Dutong be afraid? ”

"That's what I said, but ......"

Before Li Sang's words were finished, he was interrupted by Zhuo Butai: "Our army is facing the enemy in the barracks, and the thieves' firearms, bows and arrows cannot be used, but our army can use them freely, and they are not the thieves' strengths!" Today's battle is a decisive battle! ”

Then Zhuo Butai sent another order, gathered all the cigarettes, and then collected the few remaining Eight Banners special offerings, scattered them and mixed them into the cigarettes, and gave those soldiers who were addicted to the Eight Banners special offerings to smoke a little.

Only a few people still have special offerings for the Eight Banners, and some people refuse to hand them over. Zhuo Butai was furious, regardless of whether he was a banner man or not, and asked the military law team to cut off a few heads with a knife, and made a promise: After this battle, the convoy will arrive. Beat a stick and give a sweet date, although it is just a sweet date verbally, painting cakes to satisfy hunger, but the bloody head is there, and there are a few special offerings on the Eight Banners and the Green Battalion soldiers are obediently handed over.

There were not many cigarettes collected, some people no longer had cigarettes on them, and some people only had one or two.

However, Zhuo Butai had a way, all the collected cigarettes were torn apart, the tobacco leaves were poured out, and then the collected Eight Banners special offerings were crushed, mixed with the tobacco leaves, and put into the pipes, so that everyone who was addicted to the soldiers could take a puff. This method can't completely relieve the addiction to the Eight Banners Special Offerings, but it can alleviate their pain and restore their combat effectiveness.

"Quick, sword and pikemen leave the tent and wait for the thieves behind the wooden fence! All archers and gunners are ready to enter the tent! The Qing army officers were busy, commanding the non-commissioned officers, and began to arrange the troops.

The movements in the camp of the Qing army were so big, naturally they couldn't hide that the Ming army was hiding nearby at night. found something unusual, and someone had already returned to the Ming army to report to the army.

"Report! The Tartars are ready! "One didn't take the newspaper at night.

Wang Xinyu turned around and nodded: "Okay, you go down first!" ”

"No!" The night does not retreat.

Wang Yuyou said: "With such a big action, it is impossible to completely hide the Tartars. It is enough for us to approach the Tartars at night and keep the Tartars' barracks within range of our artillery. ”

Wang Xinyu nodded and smiled slightly: "That's right, as the saying goes, one force will drop ten, anyway, we are just a fair and honest rainy night challenge, not a night attack!" As long as the Tartars don't rush out on their own initiative, we will attack according to the original plan! ”

There was a rumbling sound of artillery in the barracks of the Qing army not far from the "boom", and the Qing army, which could not bear it, opened fire first and fired shells in the direction of the Ming army in the dark.

"The Tartars have fired!" Someone shouted.

"Steady, don't act rashly! It's not time to strike yet! Officers at all levels shouted, telling the non-commissioned officers to calm down.

Wang Yuyou sent an order: "Go and tell the brethren that the Tartar shells are not much of a threat to us in a rainy night!" Don't be afraid of tartars! Just hide, everyone! ”

In the dark and rainy night, the Qing army did not even figure out the specific location of the Ming army, but only aimed at the general direction and fired aimlessly. The roaring cannon sound sounds majestic, but in fact, there is not much accuracy, and because of the rainy day, the ground is muddy, and the kinetic energy of the solid cannonball is basically absorbed by the mud after it lands, and it will hardly bounce, unless it is particularly unlucky and just hit by the cannonball, otherwise the landed cannonball is no threat to the Ming army.

The flowering shells fired by the Qing army were also of no avail, because when most of the shells were fired, the Qing soldiers who were afraid that the shells would explode in the chamber always left the fuse of the flowering shells relatively long, and as a result, after the shells landed, they fell into the water, and the result was often extinguished. Occasionally, a few shells exploded, causing a splash in the mud, and the shrapnel was obscured by the woods and dirt, with little power.

The Ming soldiers hid in the woods and grass, listening to the rumbling cannons, which was a psychological shock. A small number of recruits could not bear the pressure and jumped up and scurried around in the rainy night, but unfortunately they were hit by shells.

The artillery fire of the Qing army bombarded for half an hour, and there was no reaction from the Ming army, and the sound of the artillery gradually stopped, and the Qing army stopped the senseless shelling, so as not to waste the shells in vain.

Time passed little by little, in the dark and rainy night, there was almost no movement in the direction of the Ming army's ambush, and the Qing soldiers could only hear the sound of rain everywhere, which made people feel uneasy and frightened, they didn't know when the Ming army in the dark would rush out to give them a fatal blow.

"Keep an eye on it! Minggou may come up at any time! Qing army officers at all levels scolded and shouted, so that their soldiers cheered up and stared at the dark night ahead.

The Qing army sent several scouts into the rainy night, but the scouts sent out were like meat buns beating dogs, none of them came back, and all of them were swallowed up by the night.

"I think back then, when I was in Liaodong, but we explored the world of horses in the Qing Dynasty! Ming Dog's Tanma didn't have a chance to get close to us, so it was wiped out by our Tanma! It's only been 20 years since I entered the customs, and everything is reversed! "Zhuo Butai only felt that the speed of the fall of the Eight Banners was sad.

Knowing that the enemy is nearby, but not knowing when the enemy will attack again, is the most terrifying.

Looking at the pitch black in front of him, Qing Bing felt that the night was like a giant beast devouring people, and he didn't know when it would open its bloody mouth. The quieter the other side, the more frightened the Qing soldiers became. The rain was still falling, and the musketeers and archers of the Qing army were fine, they hid in their tents, while the sword and pikemen were drenched in the rain behind the wooden fence, their clothes and armor were soaked, and the wind blew, and they couldn't help but shiver.

One of the Qing soldiers suddenly stood up like crazy and shouted at the night outside: "Minggou come out!" Don't hide outside! If you have the ability, come up and fight your grandfather! ”

The only thing that answered this soldier was the sound of the rain.

The sky was dark, and the Qing army did not dare to attack rashly, especially the Eight Banners. Needless to say, being poisoned by the special offerings of the Eight Banners reduced the combat effectiveness, what made Zhuo Butai dare not act rashly was the tripping horse ropes made of iron wire by the Ming army, and the horse nails that I didn't know where they would be scattered. It was pitch black outside, and the cavalry rushed out to counter-charge to impact the Ming army formation in the dark, in front of the wire tripping horse rope and the horse nail, it was not suicide or something.

As the time of attack drew nearer, the gunners opened the powder kegs, took out the gunpowder, and began to reload the chambers; The soldiers in charge of the wagon lifted the tarpaulin from the truck, opened the package, took out the carefully sealed rockets, and placed the rockets one by one on the launch rack of the wagon.

The rain was a little lighter, but it still kept falling, and the ground was flooded.

Because he knew that the Ming army was going to attack at night, all the fires in the Qing army barracks in front were extinguished, and the Qing army camp was pitch black, and it was impossible to see the target clearly. But it doesn't matter, Wang Xinyu has been prepared for this.

The first round of twelve mortar guns was also prepared, and the first round was fired with fierce oil shells. At the center of this new type of flowering cannonball was a cylinder filled with gunpowder, and the iron ball was filled with oil. The fuse is cut slightly shorter, allowing the shell to explode before it hits the ground, and when it explodes, the oil is sprayed everywhere, and the oil can burn in the heavy rain, acting as a lighting and guiding the target to the swarm of bee vans behind.

Wang Xinyu took out his pocket watch, glanced at the time, and the pointer pointed to zero o'clock.

"The hour is up, attack!" Wang Xinyu asked his soldiers to pass the order.

"Fire!" The mortar handle always roared.

The gunners lifted the tents that covered the mortars and set them on fire. The twelve mortars let out a dull roar, and the guns aimed at the night sky spewed fire, and the cannonballs that lit the fuse rose into the air, glowing dark red in the rainy night.

The cannonballs streaked through the air and smashed into the Qing army camp. The cannonball with the fuse cut short exploded into a ball of fire in mid-air before it hit the ground, and the fierce fire oil in the body of the bomb was ignited by the explosive gunpowder and sprayed in all directions. The fire oil sprayed on the ground, igniting a large area and illuminating a large area of the Qing army's barracks.

After seeing the Qing army camp clearly, the soldiers responsible for controlling the swarm of bee fire vans immediately turned the direction of the cars and adjusted the angle. At the same time, several soldiers lifted the tent that covered the swarm of bee wagons, so that the tail flame of the rocket would not ignite the tent and cause a fire.

"Ignition!" The fire box battalion roared.

The soldier with a torch lit the fuse behind a swarm of bee vans and quickly retreated to a safe area.

"Whoosh" one rocket after another spat out tongues of fire, and the whistling fire dragon dragged the white smoke reflected in the firelight into pink, and flew towards the Qing army's position a mile ahead.

"What's that?" Zhuo Butai and the others in the Qing army camp were horrified when they saw the fire rain meteors in the night sky.

I saw countless fire dragons with a whistling sound that oppressed the air, drawing intertwined traces in the rainy night, scrambling to fly over their heads, and the fire light sprayed from their tails lit up half of the sky.

"It's like a swarm of bees!" An old Eight Banners soldier screamed.

When the Qing army was in Liaodong, he had seen a swarm of rockets, that kind of weapon had an extremely fast rate of fire, a set of swarms of bees could shoot a salvo of a hundred arrows, and dozens of sets of swarms could shoot thousands of arrows at the same time. Moreover, this kind of arrows propelled by gunpowder has a penetrating power that is far beyond that of bows and arrows, and no matter how thick the armor is, it can shoot through.

It's a pity that the Chongzhen court back then was too poor, and the cost of a swarm of rockets was high, and Chongzhen couldn't afford it.

"Get your shield!" A Qing veteran shouted anxiously.

The Qing soldiers regarded this new swarm of rockets as the kind of swarm of bees in Liaodong, and thought that they could barely block it with a shield.

Who knew that immediately after the first swarm of rockets landed, there was an explosion. I saw a flash of firelight, gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the iron beads loaded in the body of the rocket flew horizontally, stirring up a bloody storm.

Immediately after that, one rocket after another fell, exploding everywhere in the Qing army barracks, and the wooden fence was uprooted and flew off the ground; The tents were blown down by a strong wind, and they fell in the rain; Torrential rains of iron fell to the ground, stirring up countless columns of water.

The rockets seemed to be inexhaustible, constantly falling in the camp of the Qing army, and there were deafening explosions everywhere, and the sieve-like bodies that were hit by iron beads let out heart-rending screams, and the blood mist on the Qing soldiers sprayed wildly.

Neither the shield nor the armor can block it, and a small iron ball can penetrate the armor after penetrating the shield; The shields in the hands of some Qing soldiers were directly blown away by the air wave of the explosion, and some Qing soldiers were blown up and torn to pieces in the air by iron beads and shrapnel, turning into a rain of blood and falling to the ground.

Dozens of rockets fell in the midst of the herd of war horses and exploded, a mournful neighing sound of the war horses, and the flying shrapnel and iron beads stirred up a burst of blood.

The Eight Banners cavalry of the Qing Army, who were originally standing on the side of the war horse, ready to mount their horses at any time to attack the incoming Ming army, were also knocked down by the exploding rockets.

What's even more serious is that the war horses are shocked!

After entering the age of firearms, the war horses of the Qing army were naturally trained to be not afraid of shelling and musket shooting. But these war horses had never seen such a thing that continued to whistle and explode around them. The violent explosion frightened the horses, and the horses were terrified to see the other horses fall one by one in the constant flames. After all, horses are spiritual creatures, and they know that if they stand still, they will be killed by this terrifying weapon.

A large number of horses screamed continuously, and the startled war horses did not care about the masters around them, they spread their hooves and galloped, they knocked over the masters, and the Eight Banners ruthlessly trampled under the horse's hooves, and then rushed towards the center of the camp.

"Bang bang" was the roar of a row of mortar cannons, and several fierce oil shells fell on the Qing army camp and burned. The oil from the oil burned so hard that the water on the ground was heated into water vapor, and the raindrops that fell from the sky were vaporized before they approached the flames. The tents were set on fire, and the camp began to burn in patches.

The artillery of the Qing army also counterattacked, but the counterattack appeared very weak. The cannon was aimed at the place where the fire dragon was spewing out a mile away, but it was only a rough estimate, and it was basically impossible to hit the target.

All kinds of artillery of the Ming army also followed behind the rockets, and smashed an overwhelming number of shells into the camp of the Qing army. The shells fell into the standing water on the ground, which was not very effective, but the dense shells compensated for the lack of accuracy. The artillery of the Qing army opened fire before, which had already exposed their position, and the shells of the Ming army were rushing towards the artillery positions of the Qing army.

Quite a few tents with artillery were hit, and shells hit the tents, and the tents collapsed with a bang, covering the artillery and gunners of the Qing army. Some shells passed through the tent and hit the cannon directly, sending it flying. (To be continued.) )