Chapter 165
"It's really hard to fight, but..."
Sun Chengzong did not rush to ask Cheng Shijie what he was talking about.
Cheng Shijie pondered: "However, victory must belong to us."
Sun Chengzong shook his head: "Don't be careless!"
"teacher!"
Cheng Shijie pointed in the direction of Ning Haijun's artillery unit and said with a smile: "After the god of war was invented, the barbaric force of the nomads has no place to use."
"Be careful with Huang Taiji. This person is full of evil, so be careful!"
"Teacher, don't worry, Huang Taiji's tricks are of no use to me!"
Sun Chengzong felt that Cheng Shijie's self-confidence was too strong. Of course, this was not a bad thing, because what Ming Dynasty lacked was Cheng Shijie's self-confidence.
Cheng Shijie and Sun Chengzong did not stay on the roof terrace of the RV for too long. After all, it was too cold up there.
Return to the Chinese military headquarters in Ning Haijun.
Mr. Luo, dressed in men's clothing, quickly brought the tea soup to the table.
Sun Chengzong glanced at Mr. Luo, and with just one glance, his brows wrinkled slightly.
Cheng Shijie didn't know what the conflict was between Luo and Sun Zhidao. Anyway, when Sun Chengzong came over, Luo was not less attentive to Cheng Shijie.
Of course, Luo expected Sun Chengzong to be furious.
However, the Luo family's structure was too small. Sun Chengzong did not mention why the Luo family appeared next to Cheng Shijie, and he did not even ask Sun Zhiwan. He seemed to have not seen the Luo family.
After the power was turned on, Cheng Shijie took the wireless microphone and climbed up to the terrace of the horse-drawn RV of the Chinese Army Headquarters again.
Cheng Shijie looked at the formation of Ning Haijun's soldiers. From the left-wing corps and the forward corps, Ning Haijun's soldiers were all in formations with spears like forests and swords like walls. As for the Dongjiang Army's military appearance in the right-wing corps, they were not even the slightest bit different from Ning Haijun.
Cheng Shijie looked at his troops and felt a sense of pride in his heart. This was the troops he had pulled out with punches and kicks with great effort! This is the army he fed with strict military discipline, cruel training and generous treatment! Maybe the army is still short-lived and they are not yet capable of defeating too powerful enemies, but they will not be afraid of any enemy!
"I am Cheng Shijie!"
As the sound of these five words sounded like thunder, all the soldiers looked in the direction of the Chinese army. Ordinary soldiers may not have a chance, but officers at the rank of sentry commander and commander-in-chief all have binoculars produced in Liaonan. Generals at the level of Commander-in-Chief, Commander-in-Chief and above can possess binoculars from later generations.
As Cheng Shijie's voice sounded, more than 50,000 soldiers held their breath, and needle drops could be heard on the entire battlefield.
"Last winter, I led the Ning navy officers and their families to southern Liaoning. What did the southern Liaoning look like when we arrived? You should still have an impression. It can be described in eight words. The ground was red for thousands of miles, and the bones were exposed. wild."
Cheng Shijie continued: "My commander-in-chief organized the soldiers and civilians to brave the severe cold, dig nests, dig ditches, build cities, and reclaim wasteland. In April and May, we also encountered a rare drought in southern Liaoning. There was no rain for two whole months. It rained heavily. Fortunately, people everywhere were actively digging irrigation wells and building canals. Farmland irrigation was effectively guaranteed. Coupled with sufficient fertilizer, we got a bumper harvest!"
To boost morale before the war, Sun Chengzong thought that Cheng Shijie would say something inspiring, but instead he rambled on like he was talking about family matters.
"This year we in southern Liaoning have harvested a total of 7.29 million jin of wheat, 10.52 million jin of cotton, 2.8 million tons of sweet potatoes, 2.8 million tons of potatoes, and 96,000 jin of rapeseed. , one hundred and fifty-five thousand dan for beets..."
As Cheng Shijie reported a number, the soldiers below were very excited. There was no doubt that Liaonan had a bumper harvest, but no one knew how much food Liaonan had harvested. But I couldn’t imagine that the harvest would be so huge! This much food is enough to feed the entire Nanyang for several years! Farmers in ancient times worked very hard. It often took three consecutive years of good harvests before they could save enough food for one year. Once floods, droughts, locusts, and hailstorms occurred, food production was greatly reduced, and famine would occur. Now that they heard that so much food was harvested, how could they be unhappy?
In fact, the newly reclaimed land in southern Liaoning totals 5.27 million acres, and there are more than 790,000 acres of private land. Of course, most of the private land has not been reclaimed. People like Chen Dayong’s father are thieves. After all, there are too few.
Cheng Shijie continued: "You also know that many people have migrated from the pass this year, more than 670,000 people. Now we have officially exceeded one million people in southern Liaoning. I originally planned to open more land next year Nine million acres of farmland allows you and your family to have enough food and clothing. Even if you are killed or injured in battle, your children can live a prosperous life relying on this inheritance. But..."
Cheng Shijie's voice rose an octave: "But the Jiannu are here. Of course they are not here to make friends with us. They are armed with swords and guns. They want to take away the fields we have finally cultivated. They want to take away the fields we have finally cultivated." The harvested food will steal your sisters, wives and daughters!”
Cheng Shijie's words made the Ning Navy soldiers and Dongjiang Army soldiers breathe heavily, and their eyes burst out with red light. They had already lost face when the Jiannu came to kill them, but now they heard that the Jiannu came to rob them of their fields, food, wives and children, they were all jealous.
The Han people are a very humble and introverted nation, but this nation has a bottom line, which can also be said to be unspoken rules. They can tolerate being angry, beaten, and suffering losses. However, there are three things that are the bottom line. They are called three no-give-ups. They are simple. In other words, it’s a wife, children and fields.
The Jian slaves came over and tried to rob their food, wives and children, how could they bear this? Absolutely intolerable!
In southern Liaoning, 87% of the land is collectively owned, that is, it belongs to the military group Ning Haijun. However, 13% of the land is owned by private individuals. These people are either the pension land assigned to martyrs. , either Ning Haijun was assigned to the military career fields, and most of the military merit fields were assigned.
In this case, Ning Haijun will definitely not retreat. They have just had enough to eat for a few days? Want to go back to the past?
Especially people who have suffered from hunger would rather die than be hungry again.
Cheng Shijie roared angrily: "What do you think we should do!?"
Ning Navy soldiers were the first to raise their arms and roar like thunder: "Kill them all!!!"
"In order to develop Liaonan, I have risked my own wealth. In this battle, I will not take a step back!"
Commander Ning's face turned red and he shouted from the top of his lungs: "I will never retreat until I die!!!"
"Actually, you don't need to be afraid of them building slaves, and don't be intimidated by their false reputation! Our armor is stronger than theirs, our swords and guns are sharper than theirs, and behind us, there are countless people who are fully supporting us. We are looking forward to the news of victory!"
Cheng Shijie slowly walked off the terrace of the RV and rode a tall black war horse: "Soldiers, follow my battle flag. I will charge forward and lead you to crush them to the end, defeat them, annihilate them, and crush them." They, until they broke the army and killed the generals, until their corpses covered the battlefield..."
At this moment, the angry Huang Taiji ordered the artillery fire.
The artillery troops of the Han army under Bao Chengxian and Sun Youguang began to fire. Hundreds of artillery pieces roared. As the smoke billowed out, more than a hundred solid artillery shells came through the air and fell into the Ning Haijun phalanx. Coming from Daoxue Hutong, the nearest shot landed less than thirty meters away from Cheng Shijie, splashing a cloud of mud and scaring Sun Chengzong into a cold sweat.
If Cheng Shijie was accidentally shot, there would be no need to fight this battle, and Jiannu would definitely win.
However, Cheng Shijie was unmoved. He did it on purpose and deliberately used his own way to boost morale. Morale is bound to fall.
Cheng Shijie turned off the microphone and turned on the intercom: "Yuan Shiliang, have you found their artillery position?"
"Reporting to the commander, three places have been found!"
"Very good, fire and blow their artillery to pieces!"
Yuan Shiliang was not commanding nearly 280 Franco machine guns at this time, but only 24 24-caliber three-inch guns. The reason why the caliber of this gun was three inches, that is, nine-inch guns. Fourteen point five millimeters, Cheng Shijie's real intention is to promote the Jiangming system to the world.
Instead of adopting the British system or the Spanish system, in this era, the empire on which the sun never sets in the world is not Great Britain, but the Spanish Empire. It was not until the decline of the Dutch sea horsemen that it was Great Britain's turn to become the world hegemon.
As Cheng Shijie's order was issued, in front of the artillery position, the artillery commander, Yuan Shiliang, who enjoyed the treatment of President Qian, held a walkie-talkie in his right hand and a telescope on his chest. He raised his right fist, made a semicircle, and then said heavily to With a forward wave, the twenty-four artillerymen pulled the match rope in unison.
The breech block hit the primer of the shell hard, detonating the red phosphorus, which in turn detonated the guncotton used as the explosive. There was only a roar like rolling thunder, and the howl of the shell tearing through the air was like tearing silk, making people's hair stand on end. , flames erupted, and twenty-one artillery shells roared and slammed into the rear Jiannu phalanx. The sound was more than ten times more ferocious than the volley fired by the Jiannu artillery just now!
This is the function of Ning Haijun's system. When the fire gun emits the automatic fire design, this design concept was moved to the Thunder Gun, and from the Thunder Gun to the artillery.
Of course, the primer of red phosphorus as a combustion support was somewhat poor. Three of the cannons did not fire, but the impact was not significant. It was only necessary to remove the primer part of the shell and install new red phosphorus to continue firing.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
This was the first time the artillery shells were engaged in battle. The moment the artillery shells landed, both warring parties saw a bloody scene that they had never seen in their lives. Large balls of orange fireballs rolled up from the middle of Jiannu's artillery position. , the Jiannu artillery was thrown high like leaves, and 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 Jiannu soldiers, tearing their bodies apart, and letting the internal organs and blood pour out of the horrific wounds like a mudslide. And out! Every time a shell hits, there are a lot of casualties, just like a slaughterhouse.
Especially the three-inch 94.5mm artillery shells, each weighing seventeen kilograms, including four and a half kilograms of powder. This is not black powder, but more powerful nitrocellulose.
In terms of explosive power, nitrocellulose is even more powerful than TNT, but it is not easy to preserve. If Ning Haijun’s gunpowder experts are allowed to explore by themselves, God knows how long it will take. Cheng Shijie searched for the passivating agent of nitrocellulose on Baidu. , which is the most common ether.
In this way, nitrocellulose can actually be called smokeless gunpowder. Four and a half kilograms of smokeless gunpowder is quite powerful when it explodes. Once it is fired, it is okay if it misses, but if it is accurate, half of it will be blown up. Row.
In the era of cold weapons, most of them formed a phalanx, so the killing effect was better. If you were lucky, you could kill a platoon without any problem.
Both Jiannu and the generals of the Ning Navy, including Sun Chengzong himself, were stunned by the power of this three-inch cannon.
Cheng Shijie said with a proud smile: "Compared with my cannon, the red cannon, the squatting tiger cannon, and the Folang machine are nothing! This is the real God of War!"
Sun Chengzong somewhat understood Cheng Shijie's confidence. This new type of gunpowder not only ignited the fuse directly without an open flame, but just pulled the rope. Especially, there was no need to clean the barrel. After one shot was fired, another shell was inserted and the gun was closed. Latch, just fire.
Huang Taiji stood too high, so he could naturally see very clearly. In just one round of shelling, nearly a third of the artillery he managed to acquire was misfired, and the shells of several artillery guns fired twice.
In particular, a cannonball that hit the Jiannu cavalry formation killed twenty-five people and injured thirteen others. This group of Beile couldn't help but turn pale with horror!
Haug screamed: "What kind of cannon is this? Why has it never been used by the Ming army?"
Mang Gurtai looked at Yue Tuo: "Does it look like a flying thunder cannon?"
Yue Tuo shook his head and said: "This is definitely not a flying thunder cannon! The flying thunder cannon can't hit this far!"
Ning Haijun's flying thunder cannon was used in the barbed wire defense battle. Many people in Jiannu have seen this kind of artillery that scares people to death. If one shot is fired, it will absolutely shake the mountain. Of course, this kind of flying thunder cannon The range of the artillery is too close. As long as they are farther away from the Ming army's barbed wire fence, they pose no threat.
"Order the artillery to shoot down the Ming army's artillery!"
"yes!"
It's a pity that while Jiannu's artillery was still cleaning the barrels nervously, Ning Haijun's artillery position erupted into large smoke and flames, and the second round of salvo began.
This time there was no misfiring, and all twenty-four artillery shells were successfully fired. At this time, Jiannu's artillery had just cleaned the gun bores, and there were still several artillery guns that had not been cleaned.
Huang Taiji lost his voice and said: "The Ming army's artillery, this rate of fire..."
Huang Taiji's words were drowned out by the sound of Ning Haijun's artillery. When the second row of shells fell, several uninhabited areas were opened in Houjin's infantry square, and all the people within the killing radius were turned into pieces. corpses or wounded soldiers missing arms and legs.
Soldiers of this era didn't even understand the common sense of lying down to avoid bombardment. They stood upright like this, naturally becoming the best target. This made the Ming army's bombardment extremely effective. A casual shot would cause a large number of casualties. .
The spraying rain of blood, the torn flesh and limbs flying all over the sky, the wounded soldiers whose hands and feet were blown off and lying in a pool of blood wailing, all this is frightening. Only two rounds of volleys were fired, and Jiannu's artillery was almost useless. There was no other way. The power of the three-inch cannon was actually far less powerful than what Huang Taiji had seen. But the key was that the gunpowder barrels on the Jiannu artillery position were detonated one after another...
Although the artillery did not attack Jiannu's infantry and cavalry phalanx, they began to panic when they saw Ning Haijun's artillery. Shock and fear swept the battlefield, making their hands and feet cold, facing the war with exposed fangs. God, no one is immune to fear!
As the saying goes, the enemy's arsenic is my honey.
In the eyes of the Ming army, this extremely bloody scene was simply enjoyable.
Sun Chengzong looked through the binoculars without blinking, watching the shells whizzing out, watching the Jiannu army flying with flesh and blood, and murmured: "No wonder Beiping dares to fight a decisive battle with Jiannu, it turns out he has such a sharp weapon in his hand! "
Zu Dabi, who was standing in front of the cavalry formation of Guan Ning Army at the outermost edge, looked at Zu Dale.
"Second brother, if you don't go, I will. Even if I lose my face, we still have to buy some artillery like this!"
Zu Dabi will never forget that on the banks of the Daling River, the elite of the Zu family army were surrounded by the Jiannu slaves. They starved to death and were dizzy, and then were drowned by the tide of Jiannu cavalry.
Among the nearly 20,000 officers who died in the Battle of Daling River, eight or nine thousand were direct descendants of the ancestral army, including his nephew and younger brother.
"Cheng Shuai, the last general..."
Zu Dabi's eyes never left Ning Haijun's artillery: "The last general..."
Cheng Shijie smiled and said, "You want to buy my artillery?"
"Who wouldn't want to buy such a powerful weapon for the country?"
Cheng Shijie sighed and said: "It's just a bit expensive. As you can see, I only cast twenty-four of them myself!"
"How much does one cost?"
Cheng Shijie said with a wry smile: "Don't worry, listen to me, this gun is not successful yet. First of all, the barrel. It can only be used for more than a hundred rounds. After a battle is won, it is time to replace the barrel, and this The most expensive part of a gun is the barrel!”
The more Cheng Shijie said this, the more anxious Zu Dabi became: "How much does it cost?"
"It takes 70,000 to 80,000 taels of silver per door!"
Cheng Shijie actually did not want to sell the artillery to Guan Ningjun, so he directly increased the cost price by more than thirty times and reported it to Zu Dabi. In fact, this one, including two spare barrels and fifty shells, had a total ex-factory price of It's two thousand five hundred taels of silver.
"Then eighty thousand taels of silver per gate, and our Guan Ning Army wants twenty gates!"
Zu Dabi knew very well that the army was the foundation of his family. In fact, as early as spring, when Zu Dashou redeemed more than 8,000 prisoners from Cheng Shijie, he began to copy Cheng Shijie's work.
Of course, Zu Dashou only redistributed the military land he annexed to his own servants, and each of them only had thirty acres. Ordinary Guanning Army soldiers did not have any land. Even so, Zu Dashou had no regard for the Guan Ning Army. The control has also been significantly enhanced.
Zu Dabi could not actually be the master of Zu Dashou, but he knew very well that if he did not buy this kind of artillery, Zu Dashou would kick him to death when he returned.
Huang Long saw that Zu Dabi wanted to buy Cheng Shijie's artillery, and he also wanted to buy it, but unfortunately, he had no money and no daughter to give to Cheng Shijie as his wife.
Although my heart is moved, I can't take action and can only be anxious.
Huang Taiji no longer bothered to study why Ning Haijun's artillery suddenly had such terrifying lethality. He only knew that the artillery fire of Ning Haijun's artillery must be suppressed, otherwise this battle would be impossible to fight!
Huang Taiji roared at the messenger: "Hurry up and pass the order from the King of Khan to let Bao Chengxian and Sun Youguang's artillery fire at the Ming army's artillery. If they miss again..."
While he was talking, a continuous and sharp sound of artillery came again. The third round of artillery bombardment by Ning Haijun began. A large amount of white smoke suddenly rose from the Ming army's artillery position, and twenty-four shells were fired towards Jiannu's army. The artillery positions came overwhelmingly.
These shells made Huang Taiji feel as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his hair stood on end: "The artillery is over!"
Just as Huang Taiji guessed, when the Jiannu artillerymen saw Ning Haijun's artillery flying towards them, they threw down the cannon and ran away with a scream. Unfortunately, it was too late. The shells fell from the sky, and the explosion points were almost connected in one piece. Then there was a thunderous explosion, and many Jiannu artillerymen were lifted into the air together with their cannons!
"Yue Tuo!"
"The slave is here!"
Huang Taiji pointed at Ning Haijun's artillery position, and his hands began to tremble a little: "Without the Ming Army's artillery position, we cannot, absolutely cannot let the Ming Army's artillery fire another shell!"
In fact, Yue Tuo also understood that the current situation in the Kingdom of Jin was very bad. If the Ming army's artillery positions could not be destroyed, there would be no way to fight this battle. Although the artillery so far had not killed many Jiannu, the greatest losses were among them. Cannon fodder of the Han army.
But the problem was that he could clearly feel that the Jurchen warriors were afraid of the Ming army's artillery. He could tell by looking at the Jurchen warriors around who were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They were almost going crazy with fear.
"This slave accepts the order!"
Huang Taiji didn't know that this was actually a gift from Cheng Shijie.
No matter what strategy was used to defeat Huang Taiji or Jiannu, Jiannu would not be convinced, just like Azige's defeat at Jinshi Mountain, they would not be convinced.
In the face of absolute strength, all strategies, strategies and tactics, and conspiracies are all rubbish. Firepower is the only way to suppress them completely.
Cheng Shijie's principle is actually the principle of later generations of flower growers. If you are poor, you will use roundabouts, and if you are rich, you will carpet bomb. Today's new breech-loading smoothbore cannon is very expensive. Every shell fired is like a BMW.
Not everyone can afford the cost of twenty taels of silver.
However, as Cheng Shijie's pockets swelled, he could now afford cannonballs worth twenty taels of silver each, and he could bury Jian Nu with cannonballs.
In later generations, the flower grower likes to play with firepower first, and his favorite is the majestic ghost beast fighting style. If he can't kill you, he will scare you to death!
(End of chapter)
