"Damn it, call the artillery!" Zhang Ting recalled the wonders of fighting under His Majesty. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAt that time, the artillery was really like having eyes, so that the Tartar gunners did not dare to be arrogant at all: "I remember that there were artillery carriages in the front army!" There are also cannon barrels on it, the Privy Secret, call for artillery support! ”

Guan Xiu, the military advisor beside Zhang Ting, thought about it and was bitter: "But those are all parts, and there is no gunner!" ”

Zhang Ting's eyes widened and he understood.

The artillery regiment directly under the First Army is not in the front army, but in the middle army, and at this moment, the artillery regiment under the army has also been raided, and it is quite panicked, and it is obviously unrealistic to want the artillery brothers to exert their power at this moment.

In view of the fact that artillery as a technical branch was too lacking in this era, the equipment of artillery did not drop to the regimental level, that is, there was no artillery in Zhang Ting's department.

There is no artillery but there is artillery, of course, this is a strange thing, and it is very accidental to say it.

The 20,000-strong army is equipped with a huge amount of military resources, not to mention that the newly built First Army is already a gradually firearms army. As a result, the logistical pressure is enormous. Although Ni Yuanlu had fully mobilized the surrounding vehicles and livestock when he was in Taiyuan, countless unforeseen problems appeared one after another on the march with one stone, and the vehicles were damaged one after another, and the rest of the brother troops had to carry the remaining part of the military supplies.

This part of the fraternal troops is the auxiliaries.

Among the auxiliaries there were baggage battalions and engineer battalions.

Naturally, the engineer battalion also carried some spare artillery parts with the vehicles that had been deployed with great difficulty. From gun carriages to barrels to shells, there are all on the carts of the engineer battalion.

However, there was no artillery here.

Without artillery, it is impossible to assemble artillery, let alone fire it!

Seeing that the Ming army had no choice but to deal with the Mongol attack passively, the Mongols' offensive became more wanton and ferocious, and they even rode their horses to more than ten steps outside the chariot camp, and shot the corner bow with a small range into it through the gap in the chariot plate, causing a burst of wailing.

The only thing that made Zhang Ting happy was that in the face of the sudden attack, the counterattack of the Ming army finally arrived.

They did not collapse, and under the command of well-trained junior officers, the fire of the counterattack rang out. The sparse Zhongxing rifle rang out, and a puff of smoke rose from the Ming army's position, temporarily obscuring the view.

It's just that what worries Zhang Ting is that taking advantage of the wave of attacks just now, more than 3,000 enemy troops have unknowingly dismounted and killed in formation.

This is a skill that the Mongols learned from the Qing army.

The Qing army rode ** Zhan, but the foot soldiers were even more first-class. Although the Mongols were a little inferior, after the infantry rushed into battle, they immediately reduced the density of musket fire, which had been gradually intensified.

After all, the chariot array was not a city wall, and after a rain of arrows, it was a foot rush formation, and after a quarter of an hour, the Tumut army found a breakthrough.

With an opening, the musketeers who were forced to fight in close combat had to kill the bullets in the chamber of their guns and prepare for melee combat.

The ordnance used by the First Army was the latest batch of ordnance produced by the Jingshi Ordnance Workshop. Zhang Ting's soldiers and horses even have improved Zhongxing rifles. Different from the ZTE rifle used in the past, a new bayonet was added to it, which was originally only for experiments.

The bayonet made of crucible steel is hard and sharp, and when loaded with a ZTE rifle, it gives the musketeers who are facing the infantry charging in close combat.

However, the musketeers, who were forced to fight in close combat, were naturally unable to concentrate their firepower.

The gunfire suddenly became scarce, and with the unabated rain of arrows overhead, more and more enemy troops rushed into battle.

They made the battle array shake, and Zhang Ting was even more anxious.

"Or artillery! Command all units of the army to reward those who can assemble artillery! After that, Zhang Ting seemed to have made up his mind, and said in a deep voice to his old partner Guan Xiu beside him: "Brother, if I die in battle, please send my family letter back!" ”

After saying that, Zhang Ting personally rushed forward with the personal guards behind him.

The tide of battle no longer allowed them to sit in command. He needs to pounce on what little strength he has left, plug the gap, and gain the opportunity and time to turn the occupied.

But where are the opportunities?

How long can Zhang Ting block it?

In this obviously short time, what else can be turned around?

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"Artillery...... Artillery...... There are instructions on the gun carriage! Ni Yuanlu coughed violently, her face was pale, and she was panting like a bellows.

The instructions were issued by the Kyoshi Ordnance Workshop. In order to help the artillery on the front line master the use of artillery as soon as possible.

It's just that where are there so many literate people in the army?

If it's somewhere else, it's true.

And now, there is Ni Yuanlu.

Ni Yuanlu tore away the guards, rushed to a gun truck, took out a manual, and quickly began to install it. He is not alone in the fight.

There was also a large group of clerks, guards, and military advisors transferred from the Privy Council by Ni Yuanlu's side.

Soon, one artillery cannon after another was assembled.

However, another problem stumped the civil scholars.

The artillery was drawn and mounted in the same way. But how do you get started?

"Who can fire? Reward! Ni Yuanlu was extremely anxious.

The wartime ahead has been constantly anxious, and it has become more and more unfavorable to the direction of the Ming army.

Ding Gaotian walked up silently, only to see him neatly carry a cannonball and walk to the side of the artillery carriage, and then neatly began to clean the barrel, charge, and load the gun......

In the end, accompanied by Ding Gaotian's roar: "Open the cannon!" ”

A flowering bullet shot up into the sky, quickly fell, and smashed into the Mongols' formation.

There was a loud bang, and the shells were torn apart, unlike the artillery of the Ming army before, which was a solid bullet, and could only be smashed one string at a time. This time, the flowering bomb that exploded on the ground took away the Mongols in a radius of three feet.

The diminutive weakening and the momentary screams silenced the entire battlefield for a moment.

Having already killed a back and forth, and rushed back to the rear, Wen Buchuluer's eyelids jumped suddenly, and he looked ahead, staring at a swarthy clearing, on which countless red blood flowed.

It was a Mongolian warrior who had just been invincible, as if he were invincible.

And now, they have all fallen under the power of steel.

This cannon is like the beginning of a prologue.

Not long after, the roar of the Ming army, which had been silent for a long time, was aroused.

One fire after another rang out into the sky, and the artillery regiment described by the First Army began to wield its might, and at the same time, in the Chinese Army, a rickety hot air balloon began to slowly rise into the air.

After a round of calibration, hundreds of artillery rounds shot into the sky, covering the enemy in all directions.

Completely different from the past, the flowering bomb cleared the field of enemies one after another.

The unstoppable Mongol cavalry was defeated under such a covering touch. Before they could react, they saw the shrapnel that exploded on the ground flying, clearing the enemies in a radius of several feet from a single point. Shrapnel cut through the flesh and easily carried away countless attacking Mongol knights.

After this wave of artillery attack, the charging Mongols immediately discovered the consequences of the lack of succession.

The artillery fire interrupted the subsequent Mongol charge, and even more shook the Mongol will to fight against the Ming army.

The Ming army, which had stabilized its position, finally reacted.

At this time, Hu Dawei had personally led more than 1,000 warriors under his command to launch a round of hard-hitting charges, and under the condition that the morale of the equipment was far superior to that of these Mongolian knights, Hu Dawei played the majesty of the Ming cavalry.

First, there was a round of three-eyed guns, and then he threw the three-eyed guns in his hand like a mace.

After such two rounds of attacks, the Mongol cavalry of the Chahar Department was suddenly dizzy, and then they were weak in the face of the charge, and they were immediately the first to be repulsed.

The pressure from the east has plummeted, and the whole raid is already showing signs of reversing.

After the artillery fire of the front army sounded, the artillery regiment of the army also quickly reacted to keep up, and the roar of the artillery fire symbolized the sign of the Ming army's counterattack.

In the face of the weak follow-up of the Mongol infantry army, the Ming soldiers used the Han people's housekeeping skills with a sharp weapon to eat milk.

The foot soldiers began to launch a counterattack.

Dense gunfire rang out, and under the rain of bullets and bullets, the Mongols who rushed into the car formation were defeated and retreated.

And at this time, the hot air balloon that flew into the sky at no time dropped a note.

Zhong Sishui, the commander of the military artillery regiment, his eyes lit up: "Immediately adjust the shooting of Zhu Yuan!" ”

This time, a total of sixty-four guns of the artillery regiment were silent for a quarter of an hour.

At the same time, in the main formation of the Mongol army on the opposite side, Wenbu Chuhuer, who wanted to charge again, gritted his teeth and watched this scene in a daze, he deeply felt a feeling of powerlessness.

It's as if a small civilian without krypton gold has finally practiced his internal skills and brushed up a large wave of self-proud equipment.

Unexpectedly, a wall suddenly appeared on the opposite side, holding equipment that was completely beyond a generation and began to abuse them.

The appearance of the flowering shells made the cavalry's charge dangerous, cutting off the follow-up troops who had managed to surprise into the formation. Seizing this opportunity, the Ming army easily repelled the invading Mongols.

And now, the opportunity to make a move is in front of the Ming army. Umbuchulu felt a creepy feeling, as if he had been targeted by the most venomous snake in a dark corner.

However, at this moment, the Mongols were in defeat again, and at this moment, even if Wenbu Chuhuer found the flaws of the Ming people again, he was powerless. Because, the battleable power in his hands was repulsed at the moment in Akito's strong counterattack, and although he did not collapse, he lost the strength to organize the next round of attacks.

And now, it's Akito's turn to attack......

"At such a critical juncture, is it time for me to launch a final charge and call on the Mongol warriors to fight the Jedi?" A thought popped into Wembchul's mind.

Soon, the thought will dissipate without a trace.

Beside him, one of his guards rushed over and threw him to the ground.

At this time, above the long-silent Ming army's position, a volley erupted, blasting towards the cover of the sand dunes where Umbu Chushu was located.

An earth-shattering explosion rang out, and dozens of shells rained down, sending a shrapnel dance around the entire area around Wembchux.

The dance from the underworld is the call of death.

Wembuchulu was thrown from his horse by the guards around him, and he gnawed on a mouthful of sand. Before he could be angry, he didn't tremble at the screeching sound in his ears.

Perhaps it was because his fate should not be extinguished, Wenbu Chuhuer still had stirrups on his feet, and the pounce of the guards made the war horse fall with him.

The body of the war horse, which was thousands of catties, cooperated with the huge body of the guards and pressed on Wen Bu Chuhuer's body.

The movement brought by the double body pounced on Wen Bu Chu'er's lungs for a while, and a sharp pain came, and his stomach seemed to have received a ferocious straight hook, and the pain made Wen Bu Chushu curl up on the spot, and spit out a mouthful of sand and everything in his stomach.

I saw him turn over with difficulty and move the two creatures on his body that had begun to lose their body temperature away from his body.

But when he opened his eyes and looked at the world around him again, Wen Buchu Huer only felt a cold feeling lingering all over his body in an instant, making him can't stand waiting for his legs violently, wanting to get out of this place.

He soon felt a warm current running over his head.

He turned his head and saw a body cut apart by shrapnel, blood mixed with brains and other colored liquids rubbing against his head. Even if Wenbu Chuhu had experienced countless bloodshed, seeing such a tragic situation today, he couldn't help but be shocked and wanted to go crazy.

At this moment, Umbuchulu finally understood what the enemy he was facing was like.

And his own exquisite ambushes, under the absolute strength, are extremely ridiculous.

"Perhaps...... This war was wrong from the start......" The thought popped into Wembuccir's mind.

But he soon ran out of time to think about it.

The people who rushed in quickly let out a soft cheer when they saw that Wenbu Chuhuer was still alive, and such cheers quickly fell silent.

Looking at the loyal clansmen, Wen Buchu Huer smiled bitterly and told himself: There is no turning back.

"Retreat first...... "We're ...... We must change our strategy and lure the enemy into depth, which was the tactic of our ancestors back then. Today's Battle...... It's just an appetizer, we haven't lost yet, we won't lose yet! ”

Wenbuchuor's words boosted morale.

After a dry howl, the remaining 2,000 or so Mongolian cavalry troops of the Tumut tribe withdrew from the battlefield in confusion and disappeared into the desert next door.

Fierce as a tiger and Zhou Yuji led their troops to chase for ten miles, and then collected their troops and returned to the camp.

In the front army, Ni Yuanlu's face was a little bloody, and he looked at Ding Gaotian happily and said, "Not bad, young man, your artillery skills are well practiced." How did you learn it? ”

"I ...... Actually, it won't ...... It was when I followed a comrade-in-arms to the artillery battalion before, I saw a freshness. Ding Gaotian panted violently, looking at this big man staring at him, Ding Gaotian, who had been a fool of himself, suddenly became nervous, but, when he thought of the situation just now, Ding Gaotian gradually calmed down, and said: "Just thinking, how about a fight?" ”

"Oh?" Ni Yuanlu didn't say much. Although he didn't know how to operate the artillery, he recognized this as the number of ways when the Hongyi cannon was fired before.

In the army, the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger.

"But they all did their best, it's ......so good," Ni Yuanlu thought to herself, looking at the fleeing Mongols and laughing heartily. (To be continued.) )