Chapter 092
When infantry faces cavalry, they are always in an extremely disadvantageous situation.
If you win, you can't pursue. You can only win a small victory, but if you fail, you will face catastrophe.
Cheng Shijie has always dared not let go of all-out firepower. He was afraid of beating these slaves. After all, he had 148 thunderbolts in his hand, and a single salvo fired 4,400 bullets. It is equivalent to 4,400 fire cannons, and Shen Mingyu's Zuo Dusi also has more than 4,000 single-shot fire cannons.
This means that Cheng Shijie's Ning Haijun now has the firepower to fire more than 8,400 muskets at once. With the return of Zuo Dusi under Shen Mingyu's command, Ning Haijun's artillery has been greatly improved. Reinforced, there are a total of eighty-six Folang machine artillery pieces. Even if Azig presses them all, Cheng Shijie can shoot down the less than 3,000 Jiannu and more than 1,500 Mongolian cavalry.
It's just a pity that Ning Haijun's cavalry can't be regarded as real cavalry. At least when facing Jiannu, the gap is disappointing. Even in a three-on-one situation, there is no guarantee of an absolute chance of victory.
If Cheng Shijie had used all his firepower, he would have definitely caused heavy casualties to Azig. But the problem is, even if Azig had water in his head, he would not be able to order his cavalry to charge against Ning Haijun's hail of bullets. That would not be an attack. , but to die.
After Cheng Shijie gave the order to use full firepower, Song Xiance opened his mouth.
However, he made no sound.
Because he knew that once Cheng Shijie's order was given, it would definitely be implemented. If it was not implemented, the order would be changed day and night, which would be a huge blow to Cheng Shijie's prestige as the coach.
Song Xiance lowered his voice and said: "My lord, I'm afraid that Jiannu will be scared away. It's best to give Jiannu a hope now..."
"Need not!"
Cheng Shijie flatly rejected Song Xiance's suggestion.
As the saying goes, the butt determines the head, and the head determines the thinking.
Facing the two Japs in front of him, Cheng Shijie was prepared to defeat them and resolve the battle at once. Even if some of them escaped, he could promote Ning Haijun's firepower superiority and Ning Haijun's combat effectiveness.
"I want to let these Ming army prisoners know that if they want to help the tyrants, they need to pay a price. I want to let Jian Nu know that not all Ming soldiers are cowards. We Ning Haijun will let Jian Nu from now on. , they will retreat when they see our flag!"
At this moment, Cheng Shijie discovered a problem. If he took advantage of Jiannu's ignorance of Ning Haijun and gave Jiannu hope of victory, he could certainly cause huge casualties to Jiannu. Tactically, Cheng Shijie won, but strategically, Cheng Shijie failed.
Is Jianu really strong?
Strong is definitely strong, but the problem is that they are definitely not as powerful as they boasted. As early as the Nurhaci era, Nurhachi personally led 45 Niulu of Zhenghuang Banner and 20 Niulu of Xianghuang Banner. Daishan and his eldest son Yue Tuo commanded them The Zhenghong Banner and Xianghong Banner have 25 Niulu and 26 Niulu respectively. Mang Gurtai leads the Zhenglan Banner with 21 Niulu, Amin leads the Xianglan Banner with 33 Niulu, and Huang Taiji and Nurhachi's eldest grandson Dudu commanded 25 Niulu's Zhengbai Banners and 15 Niulu's Bordered White Banners respectively. The total number of Niulu's banners reached 210 Niulu.
But by the time of Huang Taiji, the number of Zhenghuang, Xianghuang and Zhenglan banners commanded by Huang Taiji and his eldest son Hauge alone reached 117. The Zhengbai banner commanded by the three brothers Azig, Dorgon and Duduo , the Xiangbai Banner also has 98 Niulu, and the Zhenghong Banner and Xianghong Banner commanded by Daishan, plus the Xianglan Banner commanded by Jierhalang, also have 96 Niulu, and the number reaches 311 Niulu. The total military strength It also reached nearly 100,000 people.
But on the surface, the number of Niulu added by Jiannu is only 101, which is 30,000 horses, which is not too much. But the problem is that the types and strength of Jiannu's troops are not quick-service troops.
In the Battle of Ningyuan alone, the Ming Dynasty officially recorded the loss of 14,000 slaves, while the Manchu records only admitted that two guerrillas and 500 soldiers were killed. In the Battle of Ningjin, Huang Taiji returned defeated, claiming that he had suffered heavy losses. Wei, Zhao led the army to report that there were no less than two or three thousand thieves and slaves. "Records of Facts of the Liao Dynasty in Three Dynasties": The Ming army was surrounded at Yanli Mountain and "fought bravely and captured many people to death."
No matter how you say it, even though Huang Taiji took the initiative to retreat in this battle, it is unjustifiable to say that not a single soldier was killed. After all, did he use 60,000 to 70,000 people and spend twenty-four days on a spring outing? Only they themselves know how many casualties they have suffered. In short, more than one-third of Jiannu's troops at this time must be new recruits.
Cheng Shijie hoped to use this battle to build up Ning Haijun's reputation. If Jiannu refused, he would fight.
"fire!"
As the more than 4,000 Ming army prisoners of war howled and rushed into the 800-step range of Ning Haijun, Ning Haijun's artillery began to fire.
The eighty-six Folang machine artillery fired eighty-six blazing lead balls, which fell into the Ming army's formation, creating bloody alleys. One of the shells hit less than ten meters away from Zu Zehong. .
Zu Zezu was the son of Zu Dashou. Daling River City surrendered with Zu Dashou. Later Zu Dashou fled back to Jinzhou alone. The prisoners of the Ming army were reorganized into the Han army and were led by Zu Zehong.
The artillery shells splashed soil and landed on Zu Zehong. At this moment, he was unmoved. Instead, he shouted loudly: "The artillery reloading speed is not fast. If you don't want to die, run faster!"
To be fair, those who survived to the end in Daling River City were all veterans of the army. They still had the skills to save their lives on the battlefield. Faced with the bombardment of artillery fire, many ancestral soldiers took a curve.
"Boom boom..."
However, before these ancestral soldiers could run a hundred steps, Ning Haijun's second round of shelling began again.
At this time, Azig's expression changed greatly: "Why does Minggou have so many artillery pieces?"
The first round of nearly a hundred artillery shots was fired. This was already the normal artillery configuration for an elite Ming army of ten thousand people. However, the Ning Navy also had tens of thousands of troops, but it actually had more than two hundred artillery pieces.
No one answered Azig's question. At this moment, the third round of shelling sounded.
Zerun, the ancestor of the Han army, spoke out: "Tell me, master, this is a Fo Lang machine gun, but it has a high rate of fire and is not very powerful!"
However, reality struck too quickly.
In just six rounds of shelling, the four thousand ancestral army fell to over a thousand people.
Azig stared at Zu Zerun: "You still call it weak? What does it mean to be powerful?"
If it weren't for the tenacity of these ancestral troops, who actually fell by a third and still didn't collapse, even Cheng Shijie would have admired these Japs.
In later generations, the same two Japs will be more ruthless than the real Japs.
Cheng Shijie secretly calculated the distance and wanted to add some hard food to them.
With the seventh round of shelling, which lasted longer than the previous six rounds, Zu Zehong, the third son of Zu, who was leading the charge, shouted: "Minggou's artillery is red, brothers, charge me!"
These ancestral soldiers showed ferocious looks, their steps were fast, and they charged harder and more urgently.
Just when they rushed within three hundred steps, Cheng Shijie waved his hand fiercely.
"Detonate!"
Following Cheng Shijie's order, the Zu family soldiers who rushed into the minefield did not notice that white smoke suddenly appeared on the ground under their feet, and the explosives were detonated along with the fuse.
Groups of orange-red fireballs emerged from under their feet. The ancestral soldiers were thrown high like leaves. Broken limbs and broken arms fell like raindrops, hitting the living people with a popping sound.
The hot, sharp shrapnel radiated in all directions, easily shooting through the armor of the ancestors' soldiers, tearing their bodies apart, and letting the internal organs and blood pour out from the horrific wounds like a mudslide. And out!
The Jiannu cavalry and generals such as Azig and Borji who were standing behind to watch the formation were so frightened that they instantly turned pale: "What kind of ghost cannon is this!"
Zu Zerun was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground. He put his knife on the ground and barely kept himself from falling. He murmured to himself: "This is not an artillery piece, this is..."
"What's this?"
"This is thunder!"
At this moment, the sounds of thunderbolts sounded one after another.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
A dense rain of bullets was fired at the frightened ancestral soldiers who were still standing on the ground. If it were the army of later generations, faced with this situation, they would definitely lie down on the spot to reduce the danger brought to them by bullets.
However, the problem is that the brains of the ancestral soldiers who were blown away by the landmines have lost their response at this moment. Even the ancestral soldiers who were lucky enough to survive did not obey the control of their heads in their hands and feet.
Suddenly, a cloud of fire rose into the sky. This was the third gift Cheng Shijie had prepared for these ancestral soldiers. This was Cheng Shijie's homemade gasoline incendiary bomb.
This is the most powerful weapon that Cheng Shijie can get. Even the scrap collection station can receive most of the raw materials, sixty liters of gasoline, plus sugar, flour, discarded plastic, and an additional eighty kilograms of black powder for detonation. , forming a sea of fire with a radius of about 150 meters.
The key is that this homemade gasoline napalm bomb, although made from crude materials, is not weak at all. If you accidentally get burned while cooking sugar syrup, you will find that this viscous substance is not strong at all. If you can't get rid of it, watering it won't help.
These ancestral soldiers were not going to die immediately. After they were burned by gasoline napalm bombs, the pain was deep into their bones. Their screams were distorted. The burning people who were still able to move were so scared that they ran around and continued. Ignite the comrades around you...
Finally, the sound of cannons stopped, and the thunderbolts also stopped firing. Whether they were Jiannu, Ning Navy soldiers, or ancestors soldiers, everyone was stunned with fear.
"This is too..."
Shen Mingyu could no longer describe his shock in words. He thought that artillery was already the most powerful weapon, but Cheng Shijie and his craftsmen came up with another Thunderbolt. Is the Thunderbolt powerful enough? Cheng Shijie made another gasoline napalm bomb, and Cheng Shijie gave them a foreign name: "Molotov Cocktails."
He was very puzzled as to why it was called this strange name. What kind of cocktail was it? It obviously didn’t smell like alcohol at all, right?
"what to do?"
Azig is currently riding a tiger and cannot get off. If he retreats in such a dejected manner, not to mention Fat Old Man trying to deal with him, even their other generals with white flags will look down on him. But if he regrouped and launched an attack, after seeing Ning Haijun's sharp artillery, he didn't think Jiannu's cavalry could charge forward.
You know, even now, Ning Haijun still does not have full firepower. Yes, these ancestral soldiers have not rushed into the range of Ning Haijun's crossbows, so the more than 4,000 crossbowmen have not yet opened their arms.
"Master, what should we do now?"
Borji has now forced Azig into a corner. He originally wanted Azig to pick up the slack and take advantage of the chaos within the Dongjiang Army to take advantage and leave. But the problem is, is there any advantage now? I took it, but I didn't expect to bite into an iron walnut in one bite. I didn't eat the fat, but a few big teeth fell out!
"Dog slave, it's all you..."
Although Azig acted on his own initiative and came to fight in the jungle without reporting to Fat Lao Ba, the plot was not serious to begin with, and he killed and injured so many Manchu warriors all at once. Fat Lao Ba must be furious. If he didn’t have enough loot, he would They didn't even know what to do to deal with Fat Lao Ba's overwhelming anger.
But the problem is that although Ning Haijun has a lot of equipment and although it is good, it is not so easy to get it.
"Pa bang bang..."
Azig whipped Borji more than a dozen times at once, beating him until his skin was torn and his flesh was dripping with blood, but Borji himself couldn't express his pain.
Azig was going crazy, but Cheng Shijie was extremely excited by the success of his firepower-first tactics.
"Master, how about sending those bright dogs up again!"
Azig also knew that he needed to give up when things got better. After all, his step-wife was Borji's sister, and it was not easy to explain how she had broken her uncle.
After all, Jiannu likes marriage, and the relationship between husband and wife is nothing. As Baylor of the Aixinjueluo family, he needs to take care of the Jiannu nobles. He has more than a dozen concubines, but he is of noble birth, but he looks crooked. , unsightly, but it is Borzigit, this Mongolian wife, who looks pretty good.
"Master, Minggou's artillery fired the first six shots, and the seventh shot was fired even later. Obviously, their artillery needs to wait before firing, why not..."
Borji didn't want his tribe and people to die, so he could only let Zu Zerun go in. Zu Zehong had already died in front of the battle.
Azig pointed to the Ming army's large formation and said: "Zu Zerun, take your men up!"
"master……"
"roll!"
Azig held a waist knife, pointed it at Zu Zerun and said: "If you dare to disobey me, Ben Beile will chop you to death!"
Zu Zerun was also forced into a corner. He sighed helplessly and walked towards the main formation of tens of thousands of troops.
Witnessing the death of more than four thousand masters without even meeting Ning Haijun, these ancestral soldiers looked desperate.
"Young General Zu, please do well and spare your life!"
"We don't want to die..."
"Young General Zu, go and beg for mercy!"
"General Zu..."
Listening to these people begging for mercy, Zu Zerun would be lying if he said he didn't feel uncomfortable, but the problem was that he had nothing to do. As a general, he thought he had done his duty. When Jiannu besieged Dalinghe City, Dalinghe City only had enough food for a month, but they persisted for more than a hundred days.
It was okay at first, but they just ate less. Later, when the food was completely gone, they ate rats. After all the rats were eaten, they could only eat human flesh. At first, they ate dead people, and then they drew lots to decide who would eat whom.
In desperation, they surrendered to the slaves.
"Brothers, stay alive!"
Zu Zerun pointed behind him. The Jiannu cavalry and Mongolian cavalry behind him had already picked up their bows and arrows. As long as they did not move forward, they would be dead.
"Brothers, rush!!"
Zu Zerun finally saw clearly that Jiannu did not regard them as human beings at all.
The charge of the soldiers of the Zujia Army at this time was completely different from the previous charge. Under the leadership of Zu Zehong, the soldiers of the Zujia Army thought that Ning Haijun, like other Ming troops, was a weakling who would fall down at a touch, but under the leadership of Zu Zehong, Witnessing the power of Ning Haijun's artillery and the power of the guns, they no longer had any hope of defeating Ning Haijun.
"Brothers on the other side, leave a way to survive!"
"Brothers opposite, we are all from Ming Dynasty, don't shoot..."
"I don't want to die yet..."
"I don't want to die either..."
These ancestral army soldiers moved forward while crying.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
At this time, the Jiannu cavalry and the Mongolian cavalry began to fire arrows. The cavalry horn bows equipped by the Mongolian cavalry and the Jiannu cavalry at this time were both soft bows. This kind of soft bow shoots extremely fast. As the bowstring trembled in the hands of these well-trained Mongolian cavalry and Jiannu, several arrows flew out in a line.
It is commonly known as the continuous arrow, of course, but this kind of bow can only bully the Ming army with a terrible armor rate, but it will not work when it comes to Ning Haijun. Ning Haijun's soldiers and armor are absolutely top-notch when looking at the entire Ming Dynasty.
But the problem is that the ancestral army was originally equipped with a lot of armor. When they surrendered, it had been taken away by the slaves. Now they are just worn-out mandarin duck war jackets, which can be regarded as cotton armor. They have certain defense capabilities against bows and arrows. But the problem is that the elite troops of the ancestral army suffered all casualties in the first round of attack. Those who followed were all old, weak, sick and disabled, and their armor rate was almost non-existent.
They suffered heavy casualties under the barrage of arrows fired by Jiannu and Mongolian cavalry.
As the Jiannu cavalry and Mongolian cavalry drove away, these ancestral soldiers could only speed up their advance.
In Ning Haijun's front, Cheng Shijie also saw the difference between the two groups of Japanese soldiers. The former group of Japanese soldiers were like the early Japanese soldiers, more fierce than the Japanese soldiers, while the latter group looked like the Japanese soldiers from 4 to 5 years, charging while charging. While shouting: "Grandpa Balu, don't shoot!"
Seeing these ancestral army soldiers getting closer and closer, Ning Haijun's soldiers also looked at Cheng Shijie in unison.
"Entering the best artillery range!"
Cheng Shijie sighed and said: "Abandon the first parapet, abandon the first line of defense, strictly guard the second line of defense, let them throw away their weapons and jump into the ditch. Anyone who does not comply with our requirements will be shot to death!"
Following Cheng Shijie's order, Ning Haijun soldiers led the retreat, and their retreat was silent. After all, the fortifications composed of three parapets and trenches were all arranged in a circle.
Ning Haijun's soldiers were not afraid of the tricks played by these ancestral soldiers. They blocked both ends of the traffic trench and could shoot them intensively with thunderbolts. Moreover, they did not have grenades or submachine guns. It was actually very difficult to seize the fortifications.
The clever Ning Haijun soldiers also laid landmines when they retreated. If these ancestral army soldiers dared to play tricks, they would die even more miserably.
These timidly advancing soldiers of the ancestral home finally arrived in front of Ning Haijun's first parapet. Behind the second parapet on the opposite side, the heads of Ning Haijun's soldiers were revealed: "Brothers from Liaoxi opposite, throw away your weapons, slow down. Come here slowly, I will protect you from death... If you dare to play tricks, don't blame the brothers for being cruel!"
These ancestral soldiers were overjoyed. They had gone around the gate of hell and knew that the slaves did not treat them as human beings. Those slaves were really not human beings. Not to mention women, they did not even spare men.
"Brother, don't shoot!"
An ancestral soldier threw away the spear in his hand, climbed over the parapet, and jumped into the trench according to the instructions of Ning Haijun soldier, followed by the second, third...
As more and more soldiers jumped into the trench, Azig, who was watching the formation from behind, finally reacted.
But the problem is that Zu Zerun is leading the advance, and he doesn't even have a hostage now.
"These smart dogs are really unreliable!"
Azig ordered to Borji beside him: "Kill them!"
Borji received the order and led more than 1,500 Jiannu cavalry and more than 1,000 Mongolian cavalry under his command. They followed the rear formation of the ancestral soldiers and charged away.
Cheng Shijie watched this scene and directly ordered: "The artillerymen raised a firing range and bombarded Jiannu behind!"
"Boom boom boom..."
Cannons sprayed out balls of fire, and the shells plowed bloody alleys in Jiannu's cavalry formation, blowing up Jiannu's cavalry and causing them to turn upside down in a state of embarrassment.
Borzi was really unlucky. In the first round of shelling, a shell directly hit his horse's head. The shell carried huge kinetic energy and directly drove the shell into the belly of the war horse. From the dung gate Fly out everywhere.
The horse that fell to the ground instantly pushed Borzi to the ground. Before he could get up, a horse behind him stepped on Borzi's lower abdomen.
In desperation, Borji just moved his body, and the horse's hoof as big as a bowl stepped directly on his lifeblood.
"ah……"
Borzi enjoyed a physical castration, and he passed out from the pain.
As Borji's lower body was in a mess and bleeding, a Mongolian cavalry looked up to the sky and cried out sadly, "God of Immortality, what's wrong with you!"
As Borji fell, the Mongolian tribesmen around him lifted him up, turned around and ran away. Seeing this, other Jiannu also turned around and returned. They really couldn't muster the courage to face Ning Haijun.
Just a few rounds of shelling had already made the slaves lose the courage to fight again.
Facing the more than two thousand cavalry who returned in embarrassment, their attack failed in this round. They didn't even see Ning Haijun's face, and suffered two to three hundred casualties. One Niu Lu disappeared from the battle sequence with a white flag.
Azige stole the chicken and gave Cheng Shijie more than 8,000 free laborers.
PS: I finally wrote it down. Please forgive me, I can only update it once today.
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