The battle of Twin Mountains fell into a stalemate, because of the blockage of the artillery of the Jingbian army, the Qing army was unable to cross the river for a long time, and the artillery of both sides was imminent. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info!

Hong Chengchou, Zhang Ruoqi and others in the Chinese army's big array were all hesitant, in the artillery battle, can the Jingbian Army artillery battalion have the upper hand? After all, the Qing army's nearly 100 Shenwei general cannons gave the Ming army a strong oppression.

The Qing monarchs and ministers of Rufeng Mountain are also in a nervous mood, can the artillery battalion built by their side spend a lot of money to achieve the desired results?

Looking at the huge artillery group on the opposite bank dragging up, it seems that the Wuzhenha super artillery battalion is about to enter within a mile and shoot at its own side. Zhao Xuan's expression became serious, he was indifferent to foreign affairs, but as long as it involved artillery, he was extremely serious and could devote all his energy without distraction.

His subordinates suggested that the artillery be fired on the way of the other party, but Zhao Xuan vetoed it, and he wanted to wait for all the artillery of the Qing army to be dragged up, and fire the artillery at the moment when the artillery was erected, so as to give the opponent a thunderous offensive blow, and under the bombardment of the storm, the artillery battalion of Kong Youde was defeated in one fell swoop.

At this time, Kong Youde on the other side of the river couldn't get rid of it as worried, and he looked at the Jingbian army artillery group on the other side, which was already in strict formation, and the black and oppressive muzzle was just facing this side.

Since a few years ago, the artillery units of the Jingbian Army have become notorious, giving the Qing army a strong psychological pressure.

If it's just within range of both sides, can you win? Kong Youde is not sure!

But he is still very confident, his Wuzhenha super artillery battalion, with the most elite gunners in the former Ming Dynasty, the most powerful artillery group in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and a large number of Franco machine gunners, I don't believe it, I will lose to the Jingbian Army artillery battalion!

He ordered: "The army marches forward bravely, those who dare to fight will be rewarded, and those who dare to retreat will be killed!" ”

Those Han gunners also knew that there was no way out, there was Kong Youde in front of him with a hideous face to escort the formation, behind there was a Manchu and Mongolian army formation overseer, and there was the Qing Emperor looking out from the mountain, under fear, they also let out, one by one let out a beast-like howl, hurriedly pulled the artillery, and just desperately accelerated forward.

Under the banner of a bright red sun, moon and waves, Zhao Xuan put down the clairvoyant mirror, he snorted coldly in his heart, and sure enough, the Wuzhenha super artillery battalion on the opposite side had already set up artillery within the range foreseen by his observer, and the distance between the artillery formations of the two sides was only one mile.

Looking at the large number of miscellaneous servants on the opposite side, under the command of their gunners, they desperately unloaded the cattle harnesses, turned the artillery, etc. Compared with the Shenji Battalion, these Han gunners are really well-trained, and the erection of the artillery array can be described as fast.

It's just that their Shenwei generals are heavy, and in the panic, how can they be so easy to set up?

In Zhao Xuan's eyes, the speed of their artillery is far inferior to that of the Jingbian Army, and it is particularly chaotic, with large groups of cattle and horses, gunners, and artillery, etc., all scattered into a pile.

Looking at the rear of the artillery array on the opposite side, there was a continuous formation of the Han Eight Banners, they were all waiting, waiting for the artillery bombardment to gain the upper hand, and then take the opportunity to cross the river.

The fierce sun is shining on the earth again, Zhao Xuan took a deep breath, I firmly believe that the artillery battalion of my Jingbian Army is invincible in the world!

His face sank, and he suddenly gave an order: "Thirty-six artillery, test fire!" ”

"Test firing!"

All the soldiers of the artillery battalion cheered in unison, their expressions were firm, and their voices were like thunder, rolling and echoing in this sky and land.

On August 14, the 14th year of Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, before the time, the artillery battalion of the Jingbian Army of the Ming Dynasty fought against the Wuzhenha Chao Artillery Battalion of the Qing State.

Zhao Xuan's eighty-five artillery pieces were lined up and erected on the bank of the bulging river, and a Hongyi six-pounder cannon in the middle made a loud noise.

A heavy solid iron ball erupted from the muzzle of the cannon, and it carried a large puff of gunsmoke, drawing a long arc along the sky, and slammed into the side of the group of coats opposite, causing them to scream, and then abruptly stopped, and was crushed down.

Zhao Xuan's gaze withdrew from the cannon mirror he was holding, and he issued an order again: "The target distance ahead, three hundred and thirty-five steps!" ”

"Three hundred and thirty-five steps!"

All the officers shouted in unison, and the numerous guns, creaking and creaking, and the foremen behind the guns desperately turned the spiral iron handle of the tail of the gun.

The previous shell was fired too far forward, and those Hongyi six-pounder guns needed to be lowered. Of course, this only refers to the Hongyi six-pounder gun, the three-pounder cannon and the general Franco, the angle of fire is different from the six-pounder gun, and the amount of gunpowder used is also different.

Zhao Xuan anxiously watched his subordinates adjust, and in the clairglass mirror, the other party was also desperately setting up a cannon.

Although the opportunity is on his side, Zhao Xuan still feels anxious, his temperament is like this, and he often looks like he is angry.

"Adjusted!"

"Adjusted!"

Finally, the armor commanders of each artillery piece reported loudly!

Zhao Xuan looked at the artillery array opposite, and shouted orders one after another: "Artillery battalion salvo preparation, target distance, three hundred and thirty-five steps!" ”

The officers shouted one after another: "Salvo preparation, target distance, three hundred and thirty-five steps!" ”

"Shelling!"

Zhao Xuan drew his sword violently and screamed in a voice that scared the women and children to death.

"Put!"

"Put!"

"Put!"

"Boom!"

A Hongyi six-pounder cannon burst into flames, and at the same time as a large puff of smoke erupted, a heavy solid iron ball roared and ran.

The huge recoil force made the second-wheel gun carriage, with the gun body above, quickly retreat backwards.

On the left and right of this artillery, the same loud noise continued, and large puffs of gunpowder smoke erupted from the muzzles of each artillery.

The continuous, deafening sound of cannon fire made the ground seem to shake violently.

In front of the long artillery array, a large stream of white smoke rose up, and from a distance, a long and dense area of gunpowder smoke slowly rose into the air.

"Salvo again!"

"The shelling does not stop, ten shots in a row!"

This time, Zhao Xuan didn't dare to hold it up, and when the cannon rang out, he hurriedly covered his ears with earplugs, and while looking desperately at the other side, he issued an order again in his mouth!

A large group of gunners of the Jingbian Army wearing hats and helmets forcefully reset the guns, then brushed the chambers and cleared the guns, and reloaded the ammunition again.

"Shelling!"

"Put!"

"Put!"

Another deafening cannon fire, eighty-five guns, and again a fierce smoke from the front......

"Master, danger!"

"Set up a cannon and return fire......"

"Oh, Lord, I can't believe my eyes, why is there such a fierce artillery fire on the other side of the Ming army, am I not in the seventeenth century?"

“…… Hurry up and set up your cannons, you damn yellow-skinned monkeys......"

"Fell, oh, my poor Fell, where is your head?"

"Ah, Philip......"

"The Jingbian military cannon is going off again!"

In the screaming, the artillery of the Jingbian army on the other side of the river roared loudly, and hundreds of large and small iron balls roared in, and they had already used the group, although they did not use a live ammunition to accurately put it in place, but they won in the huge momentum, rolling and jumping randomly, and the lethality was strong, and the Qing army's artillery array had not yet been set up, and they were always in a panic since the Jingbian army opened fire.

Cannonballs whistling, terrible howls everywhere, a five-pound iron bullet roared, passing through a group of gunners scurrying like headless flies, clumps of flesh exploded one after another, and a Wuzhen Hachao gunner looked at his empty right arm in disbelief, where the miserable white broken bones were so dazzling.

Looking at the flesh and blood remaining on it, spurting blood in streams, suddenly, he let out a terrible cry.

Not far from this Uzhenha super gunner, a bearded Portuguese was crawling on the ground.

The lower half of his body was gone, and a large amount of disgusting intestines flowed out, dragging a long column behind him. I don't know what force supported him to crawl on the ground, but the indescribable pain made his forehead bruise, and he stared, trying to face one direction, and his mouth was full of lotus.

"Oh, Philip, my poor Philip, I was wrong, I shouldn't have brought you to China, we should have stayed in the ...... of Ho Jing O forever"

Behind a dirt cart, Eduardo curled up in a ball, looking at the half-cut Portuguese, and seeing him insist on crawling towards him, his scalp tingling and sobbing silently.

Not far from the earthen cart, a bloodshed, a headless corpse lying horizontally, looking at the military uniform on his body, it can also be seen that he is a Portuguese.

In a short period of time, the artillery of the Jingbian Army made Eduardo go from full of confidence to being dumb and lacking in confidence.

Because Kong Youde's Han army, before the artillery array was set up, it was hit by the thunderous attack of the Jingbian army artillery battalion, and since then it has been in a situation where it cannot fight back just by being beaten. Their artillery was fired quickly, the interval was extremely short, and the iron balls in the sky were in waves, almost hitting in the same direction.

As long as you get out of cover such as earth-wheels, you may be swept by many iron balls.

Eduardo had previously shouted and roared, allowing the battalion gunners to fire back, but under the opponent's artillery, the gunners were quickly beaten to collapse, like ants on a hot pot, and even the Portuguese gunner Phil standing next to him was taken to the head by a bouncing iron ball, which made Eduardo dare not move.

Look at the side, there is a scene of wolves rushing and rushing, dense iron balls jumping and rolling on the ground, cattle and horses tearing and roaring, miscellaneous servants barking indiscriminately, and the Jingbian Army artillery battalion firing artillery again and again, causing heavy panic and casualties to the Wuzhenha super artillery battalion.

The artillery battalion has lost its command, Kong Youde is hiding behind an earthen cart, his voice is hoarse, and no one obeys his orders.

The guards dragged him to the death, preventing him from getting out of the cover of the earthen cart.

"Artillery fires back!"

Kong Youde was so anxious that he shook off the drag of the guards, and was about to rush out from behind the dirt cart to organize a battle.

"Master, don't!"

The sound of artillery on the opposite shore was deafening, a sharp whistling sound sounded, and in the air, hundreds of solid iron balls roared towards them.

There was a loud bang, and it turned out to be a three-pound iron ball, which happened to smash on an ammunition truck not far behind the Shenwei General.

Perhaps when the shell arrived, it was still boiling hot, and the gunpowder on the ammunition cart was ignited and exploded, and a large area was immediately blown up by the surrounding gunners, whether they were shouting and running wildly, or the Han soldiers who were cleverly hiding behind some earthen carts and shield carts.

Even the Shenwei General cannon in front and the gun wheel mount in the rear were mostly blown up, and the heavy cannon body collapsed to the ground.

Looking at the huge fireworks rising dozens of steps away, the scene of chaos around him, and many soldiers who fell to the ground and groaned, Kong Youde finally stopped, his eyes were straight, his forehead was exposed, his hands trembled, and suddenly he yelled at the other side: "Why? Their artillery has been fighting for so long without exploding? ”

He said angrily: "Where is the reason of heaven? ”

Shang Kexi, Geng Zhongming and others in the rear of the artillery array were dumbfounded, and many soldiers also rubbed their eyes vigorously, they couldn't believe that the Wuzhenha Chao Battalion, which had a large number of heavy artillery, actually faced the Jingbian Army Artillery Battalion, and slaughtered one-sidedly!

Slaughtered!

"Comfortable, enjoy!"

Looking at the tragic situation on the other side, Zhao Xuan laughed loudly, looked at the gunners around him with pride on their faces, and he continued to order: "Hit hard, don't stop the shelling, shoot ten guns in a row!" ”

"No, fifteen shots in a row,

"Boom!"

Several explosions sounded, and the rain of lead bullets swept across the pontoon bridge, because he noticed that there were hundreds of Han troops with blue flags, and wanted to sneak across the river while the two sides were in an artillery battle. The Hongyi six-pounder guns of the Jingbian Army on the left and right near the large pontoon bridge had several emergency use shotguns.

After the thick white smoke, the rain of metal rushed out of the muzzle, the blood mist shot fiercely, and the Han army with blue flags fell down the pontoon bridge, or fell directly into the river.

The rest of the Han army was terrified and fled back with a howl.

……

Wang Dou put down the clairvoyant mirror and smiled slightly, and Zhong Tiaoyang beside him exclaimed: "Brother Zhao's artillery battalion has always made miraculous achievements. ”

Wang Dou said: "Zhao Xuan has no distractions, so he has no choice but to put him in the artillery chariot, which is right." ”

He asked, "How is Mr. Yang Qian's injury?" ”

Zhong Tiaoyang's face showed a sad look: "I'm afraid ......"

Wang Dou's hand trembled, and after half a sound, he said calmly: "Take me to see." ”

With such a gap in the artillery battle between the two sides, Huang Taiji of Rufeng Mountain turned pale, and the ministers behind him, Ying Erdai and others, couldn't believe their gaze, and many people were rubbing their eyes. After a long time, Huang Taiji sighed: "Let Kong Youde and them withdraw, and there is no point in continuing the artillery battle." ”

After a pause, he said again: "Let the artillery battalion miscellaneous officers cover, and the gunners will go first." ”

In the position of the Chinese army, Hong Chengchou and Zhang Ruoqi were anxiously paying attention to the artillery battle between the two sides, and after receiving the report of the sentry cavalry, Hong Chengchou breathed a sigh of relief and thought: "Zhongyong Bo is worthy of starting with guns, and he has not lost a single defeat in the duel with slave artillery!" ”

At the same time, I wondered why the artillery of the Jingbian Army could be fired continuously for so long?

What secrets does the Jingbian Army have, and they have not even revealed this secret.

Zhang Ruoqi, who was beside him, got the news of the great victory of the Jingbian Army Artillery Battalion, and regained his vigor, he laughed: "The artillery of the slave camp has suffered heavy losses, and the good news is coming, which is really exciting." ”

Hong Chengchou smiled and said: "What Zhang Jianjun said is very true. ”

The fierce battle between Twin Mountains and Yang Xingling was carried out until the future, because most of the Qing reinforcements were always difficult to cross the river, and the defenders of Twin Mountains were difficult to hold, and finally in the middle of the day, Twin Mountains changed hands and were captured by the Ming army.

The tide of the Ming army rushed up the mountain to cheer, and on the south bank of the Xiaoling River, under the repeated urging of Hong Chengchou and the supervision of Qiu Minyang, the governor of Liaodong, the Ma Ke Department and Tang Tong and other departments had to end the friction and start the army to cross the river.

……

Look at the north bank of the Xiaoling River, in addition to the original siege of Manchuria and Mongolia is the red flag, inlaid with red flag soldiers and horses, some foreign Mongolian soldiers. The Manchurian and Mongolian cavalry that were originally arrayed, and the vast banner has become empty.

Tang Tong breathed a sigh of relief, the main force of the Tartars is gone, according to the situation, now you can cross the river, looking around at the soldiers on the left and right, their faces are calm, and there is no anxiety at all.

Looking at the generals of Tang Sect again, they were also steadily planning on the horse, looking like Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and his color remained unchanged, Tang Tong nodded approvingly, he put off his cloak, waved his hand forward, and said solemnly: "According to Governor Hong's order, my Miyun Army, cross the river!" ”

Tang Zong and the others collectively dismounted, knelt down on one knee, clasped their hands into fists, and shouted in unison: "The last general will take orders!" ”

Tang Tong put on a straight face, saw that Tang Zong and the others got up without hesitation, walked away, thought about it, and added: "Be cautious, step by step!" (To be continued)