715 Heavenly injustice, rainy day attack

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"Okay, it's all quiet. Has anyone figured it out? ”

As soon as Azig spoke, the entire tent fell silent.

"Lord Wang, the slave has a plan."

At this time, behind Zhao Tianda, a Han army general took the initiative to stand up, knelt down in front of Azig, smiled flatteringly, and said.

"Say!"

"Wow!"

"According to the observation of the minions on the battlefield today, it was found that the thunderbolt bombs thrown by the Ming army, although they exploded, had a wide killing area.

But they also have a disadvantage, that is, the penetration of this thunderbolt is not very strong.

After these thunderbolts exploded, the iron pieces and nails that shot out in all directions were not enough to penetrate our soldiers in three layers of heavy armor, and this was our chance.

During the siege, we can concentrate a few elite soldiers wearing three layers of heavy armor as the core of the siege.

Moreover, the minions also discovered that the impact of the explosive pieces of iron could also be blocked with shields.

We can give more shields to our siege soldiers.

When they attack, they find that there are thunderbolts falling there, and they feel like they are blocking them with their shields and aiming them in the direction where they are.

In this way, it is possible to effectively control the thunderbolts of the Ming army and the killing and wounding of our soldiers. ”

This leader of the Han army with red flags said very seriously, this is all what he has been thinking about and meditating on, and he can indeed guard against the iron-shelled mines of the Ming army.

"Good, good. These two approaches are good. What is your name? ”

After the Han army red flag general finished speaking, Azig praised and said.

"Thank you for the compliment, slave Yan Bin." Yan Bin smiled flatteringly and said.

"Okay, Yan Bin, the two methods you said are useful to our army, and this king will now reward you with one hundred taels of silver and five slaves."

With a wave of his hand, Azig gave a generous reward to this Han army leader with a red flag, which made Yan Bin excited and made other Qing army generals blush.

In doing this, Azig of course deliberately stimulated the Qing generals behind him and encouraged them to speak enthusiastically and talk about the methods they had come up with.

At this time, Hauge next to him glanced at Azig and agreed with him for doing so.

"My twelfth uncle is not completely confused all the time, and there are times when he is smart." Hauge thought to himself.

"Lord Wang, the minions also have a plan.

The minions observed the weather this afternoon, dark clouds gathered, and there may be heavy rain tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

When the time comes, we can take advantage of the rain to attack Yanmen Pass.

At that time, the Ming army's guns and thunderbolts will be ineffective. ”

Soon, another Qing army general stood up and said.

"Well, this is also a way, as long as the Ming army is out of firearms, especially that kind of thunderbolt, as long as my Qing warriors climb the city wall, it will be enough to gain a firm foothold.

Very well, are you sure that there will be heavy rain in the next two days? ”

Azig stared coldly at the Qing army general in front of him at this time, and asked in a cold voice.

"This ...... Eight or nine is not far from ten! ”

This general of the Han army with red flags, was stared at by Azig like this, questioned coldly, and was also under pressure, and said hesitantly.

In fact, based on his past experience, he found that the weather in Yanmen Pass today was gloomy, and it seemed that there was a call for rain.

However, in the past few years at the end of the Ming Dynasty, it sometimes did not rain for half a year in the northern part of the Ming Dynasty, so at this time, the general of the Qing army did not dare to guarantee that there would be rain the day after tomorrow.

"Very well, if there is really rain tomorrow, this king will also reward you with a hundred taels of silver and three servants; But if it doesn't rain, you can lead the siege yourself! ”

Azig finally glanced at the Han army with a red flag general and said casually.

"Yes, the minions obey."

At this moment, this Han army red flag general also had a bitter face, and blessed God in his heart that it must rain!

The other Han army generals around him, seeing the fate of this general, also muttered in their hearts: This reward is really not easy to take!

But soon, in the second half of the night, before the sky was bright, it really started to rain here in Yanmenguan.

At this time, it was already late autumn, and the rain was cold and cold on people.

"Dashuai, why are you up?"

Qi Wei, who was on duty tonight, looked at Lu Xiangsheng who walked from the house in the gate to the city wall, and asked.

"I woke up when I heard the rain, and I couldn't sleep, so I came out to see, is it okay tonight?"

Lu Xiangsheng walked up to Qi Wei and asked.

"It's okay, it's just that this heavy rain is coming at an inopportune time?"

"Yes, this sudden heavy rain has really disrupted our deployment." Lu Xiangsheng said with a sigh.

"I am afraid that after dawn, the Tartars will take advantage of the rain to attack the city, and by that time our soldiers will have fire and thunderbolts in their hands. It's basically going to be useless.

Therefore, the lowly government wanted to return to Daizhou and bring his musketeers with him.

Although the musketeers under the command of the lowly rank were also afraid of rain, they could barely maintain normal shooting even on rainy days. ”

Qi Wei looked at the sudden heavy rain tonight, and couldn't help but panic.

He participated in yesterday's battle to defend the pass, but he had seen with his own eyes the bravery of the Qing soldiers and the weakness of the Ming army.

If the fire gun is lost, especially after the iron-shelled thunder, the Ming army will only fight against the Qing soldiers with cold weapons, Qi Wei feels that these Ming troops in Yanmen Pass really can't fight.

Therefore, at this time, Qi Wei wanted to return to Daizhou and bring the 5,000 White Dragon Army and the 5,000 City Defense Army, so that he could take over the Ming army to guard the pass at a critical time.

"Is this necessary? After dawn, the 10,000 horses mobilized by Ben Shuai to return to Daizhou will almost arrive.

Even if the thunderbolt fails on a rainy day, there will be more than 20,000 people when the Yanmen Gate is closed, and the Tartars should not be able to attack it. ”

Regarding Qi Wei's worries, Lu Xiangsheng felt a little overly nervous.

At the same time, without waiting for Qi Wei to reply, Lu Xiangsheng said to himself: "You say, if you Lord Li, if you give the flintlock pistol in your hand, you will also provide it to the imperial court."

If our soldiers guarding the pass can be equipped, do we need you to go back and transfer troops? ”

The secret of the flintlock pistol has long been impossible to hide.

The imperial court and Lu Xiangsheng had repeatedly asked Li Zixiao to provide a flintlock pistol to the imperial court, but Li Zixiao refused.

For this reason, Chongzhen slapped the table angrily.

The Ming court could only get a flintlock pistol from Li Zixiao through other channels, just like Tartar.

In fact, at this time, the flintlock pistol in Li Zixiao's hand was not only obtained by the Tartars, but also a few by the Ming court, which were being dismantled and researched and manufactured, and could not be equipped with the Ming army on a large scale for the time being.

And this time, Li Zixiao was even more generous to send Qi Wei, leading thousands of musketeers to follow Lu Xiangsheng into Shanxi to fight.

It was because Li Zixiao already knew this, and the court had already obtained the flintlock pistol, and he didn't need to continue to hide it.

Moreover, the new musket developed by the arsenal in Li Zixiao's hand has also made new progress, and it may not be long before the White Dragon Army will eliminate the flintlock pistol and replace it with a new musket.

Therefore, at this time, Li Zixiao was thinking about how to make the flintlock pistol in his hand earn greater benefits for him at the last moment.

This time, Li Zixiao asked Qi Wei to help Lu Xiangsheng and enter Shanxi to fight against the Tartars, but he still wanted to take the opportunity to let Lu Xiangsheng see the power of the flintlock pistol with his own eyes.

After this battle was over, Li Zixiao was ready to open the sale of flintlock pistols to the Ming army.

At that time, even if the Imperial Firearms Bureau can manufacture flintlock pistols, the cost of their manufacturing will definitely beat Li Zixiao's side a lot.

Just the greed and deduction in it have to be a lot of silver, and Li Zixiao knows better than Lu Xiangsheng about the virtues of the Imperial Court Firearms Bureau.

This is also why, obviously at this time, the Imperial Court Firearms Bureau can also make thunderbolts, but he still has to buy it from Li Zixiao?

It can't be that everyone is beneficial, Lu Xiangsheng finally got a little silver from Chongzhen, of course, he had to spend the least amount of money to get more and better preparations.

At this point, Lu Xiangsheng couldn't get it from the imperial court, but bought it from Li Zixiao's side, which was more cost-effective.

The little abacus in Li Zixiao's heart, it is estimated that Lu Xiangsheng could not have imagined.

At this time, Qi Wei next to him heard Lu Xiangsheng, which obviously had the intention of blaming Li Zixiao, of course he knew that it was not for him to discuss.

Therefore, Qi Wei directly ignored Lu Xiangsheng's words and continued: "Dashuai, Yanmen Pass is too important, we can't be too cautious.

I still want to go back to Daizhou and bring my men and horses over. ”

"Well, since you insist on it, you can return to Daizhou after dawn.

When he came over by the way, he brought over the 10,000 sets of cotton clothes that Ben Shuai had left in Daizhou.

After this heavy rain, the weather was much colder, and the soldiers were still wearing thin clothes, and they were easily frozen and sick when they were drenched in the rain. ”

Lu Xiangsheng told Qi Wei and said.

"Dashuai, 10,000 cotton clothes is not enough!"

The 10,000 horses led by Qi Wei didn't need cotton clothes, because they originally came here in cotton clothes.

In Shanxi in October, it was already very cold, and when Qi Wei led the army over, all of their 10,000 horses had already changed into cotton clothes.

In order to fight this battle, Li Zixiao was prepared to repeat enough, not only Qi Wei's 10,000 horses had already changed into cotton clothes, but even at this time in Jinan, more than 50,000 horses in Li Zixiao's hands had all changed into cotton clothes.

On the side of the Tartar army, not to mention.

They already live outside the customs and have cotton clothes all year round, and like the Ming army, most of the soldiers are still wearing thin clothes at this time.

Those who can wear cotton clothes are all veterans who have been veterans for many years, and they are all wearing old cotton clothes left over from a few years ago.

For the imperial court, they have not changed the clothes of the Ming army here for many years.

And these newly formed soldiers of the Ming Army, because it was spring when they were formed, they didn't need cotton clothes at all, and the imperial court was not prepared at all, and they had no money!

This 10,000 cotton clothes was specially prepared by Lu Xiangsheng before he left the Beijing Division, using the tens of thousands of taels of silver that Chongzhen allocated to him.

Although compared to the 60,000 horses under his command, 10,000 sets of cotton clothes were not enough at all, but he couldn't help it.

In the past two days, in the fierce battle with the Tartars at Yanmen Pass, whether it was the Qing soldiers who died in the battle or the Ming soldiers who died in battle, the cotton clothes and armor on their bodies would be stripped off by the Ming army.

"Ben Shuai has already sent an order to Taiyuan Mansion, ordering them to raise 50,000 sets of cotton clothes and send them within half a month."

"That's good, handsome, don't wait for dawn, let's get ready to go."

Lu Xiangsheng looked at Qi Wei's decisive eyes, nodded and said, "Okay, you go, be careful on the road, go back quickly." ”

"Yes, Marshal."

Immediately, Qi Wei took a few entourages and left Yanmen Pass overnight and headed towards Daizhou.

An hour later, the sky began to lighten, but the rain did not abate in the slightest.

"This year, there was a great drought in Shanxi for two months, and there was not a drop of rain in the thieves, and many people had no harvest and were forced to sell their children and daughters.

Now it's raining, heaven is unfair! ”

Compared with Lu Xiangsheng's anger, in the Tartar camp outside the gate, Azig was very happy.

"Haha, it's really raining this day! Sure enough, God bless me Daqing!

As for the slave who said it would rain yesterday, the king was true to his word, and ordered someone to reward him with a hundred taels of silver, three slaves, and a yellow coat. ”

"Uncle Twelve is right, God bless me in the Qing Dynasty, and the great Ming Qi is exhausted." Hauge next to him also said with a smile.

"Chuan Benshuai ordered, half an hour later, this time we must capture Yanmen Pass.

Send someone to tell Bai Ze and Zhao Tianda that they are not allowed to reserve their strength for Ben Shuai today, and the whole army must be pressed, and they must break through. ”

Azig was completely excited and gave the order for the whole army to attack Yanmen Pass.

Woooooo

Soon, a dull trumpet sounded outside the pass, it was the trumpet of the Tartar attack.

Immediately, a group of Qing soldiers with blue and red flags of the Han army, one by one, pushed shield carts, carried ladders, and pushed building carts, approaching Yanmen Pass.

It's just that this time, these building cars are no longer carrying firecrackers, but those Mongolian archers who are very accurate in archery.

These archers stand on the building car, and after being level with the wall of Yanmen Pass, they can shoot at the Ming soldiers and soldiers, which requires a high degree of archery.

Therefore, most of the archers on these building cars were Mongols, or they were Tartar archers, and there were no archers of the two banners of the Han army.

The archers of the Han army, inlaid with red and blue flags, continued to stay on the city wall and fired at the wall of Yanmen Pass.

Anyway, projectile mainly focuses on the rate of fire and quantity, and does not require any accuracy, which is more suitable for these Han Qing soldiers who are not very good at archery.

Bang bang bang!

There was a burst of artillery fire, and the Tartar artillery still bombarded, but the sound was obviously not as loud as yesterday, and many of the artillery fuses were damp and could not be ignited.

And after the first shelling, the Tartar artillery did not fire again, and it was clear that it could not continue firing.

The situation on the side of the Ming army was also very bad, because the Ming army was still equipped with arquebuses in large quantities, and in this rainy day, their arquebuses could not continue to ensure the ignition state, and they basically could not shoot normally.

The same is true of iron-shelled mines, more than ninety percent of the iron-shelled mines thrown out by igniting the lead will be wet by the rain, and the lead will be extinguished and cannot explode.

Only a very small number of iron-clad mines can get away with exploding, which is basically useless.

"Let the soldiers go to their respective defensive positions, and the reserves are waiting in the pass, ready to go up at any time.

Today will be a tough battle, tell the soldiers that they must hold on, and never let the Tartars attack.

Ben Shuai will fight with you, and will not run away without permission. ”

Seeing that the Tartars were attacking, a group of Ming soldiers quickly rushed out of the houses in the gate, and Lu Xiangsheng shouted loudly to boost morale.

And most of these Ming soldiers were still wearing thin clothes, with a layer of armor on the outside, and the cold rain soaked their clothes through the gaps in their armor.

They were shivering from the cold one by one, but they still took their places, holding their long knives, and waited for the enemy to arrive.