The sky was getting gloomier at this moment, and as the temperature got lower and lower, it soon began to snow lightly.
Monk Zhou held on to the edge of the trench, exposing his upper body. While looking at the oncoming Qing troops, he hummed a cheerful tune in a low voice: "...Monk Huiming had no plan for peace, so the old lady fooled him into losing his mind and shouted to the monks You hear that the man who retreated from the army is willing to recruit him as his son-in-law."
"Monk, this little tune is so nice. Let's play another one."
"Go! Let the platoon leader hear that he's going to lock me up again and scold me. Hey, hey, hey, hey! We've passed the 500-meter line!"
This man's name was Zhou Heizi, a native of Shengjing, and a rare Han soldier in the army of Beihai Town. When Zhao Xin inspected the Lengji Island gold mine at the beginning of the year, he brought two hundred Han people, including Zhou Heizi, from the gold miners back to the military camp in Beihai Town. This man was nicknamed Monk Zhou because when he was captured, he was wearing a robe full of holes.
He did serve as a monk for several years. In the 40th year of Qianlong's reign, a plague broke out in the village where Zhou Heizi's family lived. Fifteen-year-old Zhou Heizi had buried his parents and was worried about having no way out when a walking monk came to his door asking for a drink of water. After finishing the water, the traveling monk encouraged me by saying that if you enter Buddhism, you can turn bad luck into good luck and avoid three disasters and eight disasters. After what he said, Zhou Heizi was moved. Anyway, he was the only one left in the family, so he followed the walking monk and became a monk and traveled around.
Later, the monk died of illness, and Zhou Heizi was ostracized in the temple. Out of anger, he wore a hundred-fold robe, held a wooden fish, and knocked for money all the way. Only then did he get from Shengjing to Ninggu Pagoda, where he stayed for several years. You may say that he is a monk, and he has no ultimatum in his hand; but you may say that he is a commoner, because he has no braids on his head.
When An Lin was the deputy capital of Ning Guta, he once saw Zhou Heizi in the city. It was said that he had a bone in the back of his head. But as soon as An Lin's sedan chair left, Zhou Heizi got up and pulled up his trousers. He purred and said, "A bald head is cool and saves trouble. I don't have the leisure to fiddle with my braids every day." For such a guy, in the end, he was completely peaceful. Everyone in Guta City knows that there is such a number one hob meat in the city. Love it to death!
When Fukang'an mobilized troops to attack Beihai Town last year, Zhou Heizi joined the civilian team in order to have enough food for the couple. As a result, he went from the labor camp to the military camp in Beihai Town.
"Monk Zhou, get down here! Are you planning to eat the Qing army's artillery shells?" Yachiro was pulled down by Zhou Heizi.
Zhou Heizi was caught by the platoon leader again when he saw it. When he was in the new barracks, he was trained by Mishi Lang to be a little afraid of him, so he lowered his head and said: "Platoon leader, didn't the company commander say yesterday that those cannons on the opposite side We can only hit a hundred steps, and it’s still early.”
Yachiro scolded angrily: "Fart! It's a small cannon at 100 steps, but a heavy cannon can hit 1,500 meters. Why did you just listen to the first half? Just a big guy like you just poked it up without wearing a hat, With a big bald head, who else will I hit if I don’t hit you?!” He was about to continue scolding when the battlefield suddenly became quiet, and the sound of Qing army drums in the distance stopped.
Mishi Lang didn't care to teach Monk Zhou any more, and leaned out to watch. Monk Zhou's big bald gourd came up next to him again.
"What are they doing?" Yachiro was a little confused. He didn't understand the function of these drums and trumpets. During the battle in Beihai Town, different long and short sounds of the whistle were used as commands.
Monk Zhou said nonchalantly: "It's probably about to change the formation. I saw the performance when I was in Ninggu Pagoda."
In the marching queue of the Qing army in the distance, as the drum sound in front suddenly stopped, Wukanbei was caught off guard and almost bumped into the person in front.
"Stand still and don't move! Sound the conch horn twice, and then follow the team's flag!" The leader of the team turned around and reminded in a low voice. Wukanbei nodded heavily to show that he remembered.
They, the border residents, entered the military camp. In addition to practicing their bow and arrow and sword and gun skills every day, they spent most of their time memorizing the meanings of these drums and trumpets. The leader of the team once said that the military discipline in this regard is that when fighting, listen to the claps and drums and ring the gold to advance. If you hear the drum but don't advance, if you hear the gold, you'll be beheaded; if you encounter the enemy and go into battle, if you look back and flinch, whisper or whisper, behead.
"Dong~~dong~~dong~~dong~~" The war drums began to sound slowly and rhythmically. The rebel soldiers in the front line began to disperse to the left and right following the team flags, led by the leaders of each team. The first thing to come out from the rear array were forty shield carts. The wooden boards used on these shield carts were very thick, each piece was almost one meter and a half long and one meter high. Each vehicle was pushed by three soldiers, forming a width of nearly 400 meters in front of the formation.
Immediately afterwards, a group of musketeers divided into ten rows and columns, each with fifty men, came out; infantry in the front and cavalry in the back. When these musketeers walked to the front of the formation, they began to change formation as the rhythm of the drums accelerated.
The first thing that appeared behind the shield car was a musketeer cavalry consisting of eight columns of five people. In the middle of each two rows, there was a musketeer leader standing at the head, and behind him were the musketeers holding the team flag. There is also a musketeer at the end between the two rows of armored soldiers; thus forming a queue of thirteen men in the shape of a double-headed sword.
Behind this cavalry array is a horizontal rectangular array composed of seventy-two musketeers and cavalry schools. The cavalry school in charge of leading the team stands in the middle of the first row, with sixteen musketry infantry on each side; in the rectangle On the other three sides were loose lines composed of thirty-six musketeers. In this rectangle, except for a few individual shotgun soldiers, flag bearers, and drum and buglers, the others were all soldiers carrying large matchlock guns carried by two people.
Zhao Xin carefully counted through the binoculars. There were six muskets carried by two people in the square formation, and three Qing soldiers were responsible for each musket. The Qing army's musketeers deployed on the western front had a total of three such formations. The Mongolian cavalry that originally stayed on the north and south wings began to approach the two sides of the three square formations. At this time, the archery troops composed of border residents became the rear team and stood behind the musket formation.
"A group gymnastics performance from the Qing Dynasty!"
In the command post of Jurgen City, Liu Sheng looked at the approaching Qing army with his telescope, and said with a smile to Zhao Xin beside him: "It's a pity that there are too few people, it's not interesting."
Zhao Xin was currently staring carefully at the picture of the Qing army crossing the river on the southern line transmitted by the drone, and muttered: "Something is wrong."
Hearing this, Liu Sheng put down the telescope and asked strangely: "What are you saying is wrong?"
Zhao Xin pointed at the screen: "Why are there only two routes? Is there another route?"
Liu Sheng ignored him and continued to raise the telescope to look across. I saw several small artillery pieces shining with metallic light coming out from the two wings of each musket formation. Behind these gun emplacements, there were people holding a red flag, followed by two drummers, carrying a big drum. .
The Western Front Army led by Durga had to cross mountains and ridges, so the artillery they carried were small cannons, such as Shenwei General Cannon, Shenji Cannon, Shenshu Cannon, and Victory Cannon. Among them, the one with the smallest range is the Victory Bronze Cannon, which weighs 365 kilograms. The cannon is mounted on a two-wheeled cart and is six feet three inches long. It contains six liang of powder and twelve liang of iron. During battle, it is composed of People push.
According to the Qing system, in addition to the Tiexin artillery in the military camp, only the internal firearms battalion stationed in Beijing can be equipped with cannon and armor. The Eight Banners stationed in other provinces are not equipped with artillery armor, except when fighting across provinces, and they need to be returned after the war.
After the artillery carts entered their positions, the gunners of the carts took out several pieces of wood from the carts and placed them under the wheels.
Liu Sheng turned around and asked Zhao Xindao: "How far do you think these cannons can hit?"
In the battle on the Furjiaha River last year, before the artillery brought by Fukangan could be unloaded, the warships were sunk in the sea by Zhao Xin. Zhao Xin was too lazy to salvage it. Not to mention the effort, there was not enough black powder to test the cannon.
Zhao Xin seemed to be worried about something, and said without looking back: "There is always one or two hundred meters."
How far could the Qing Dynasty artillery fire? Xu Guangqi in the late Ming Dynasty said that the Hongyi cannon "can serve as a powerful soldier of tens of thousands with one shot." And other people in the Ming and Qing Dynasties always like to say that a big gun can be fired for several miles, or it will be destroyed for dozens of miles.
In fact, before Ding Gongchen first mentioned the "effective range" and "maximum range" of firearms during the Daoguang period, although firearm developers in the Ming and Qing Dynasties had a certain understanding of the range of firearms, they were often vague. Literati sometimes even exaggerated the range in a one-sided and subjective manner, causing ordinary soldiers to misunderstand the power of firearms, which affected the training of firearm soldiers and the display of the power of firearms on the battlefield.
According to later research, the effective range of the heavy Hongyi cannon in the Ming and Qing Dynasties was 1,500 meters, and the maximum range was within 3,500 meters. In his unscripted book "Artillery" in 1857, Engels pointed out that European field artillery before the mid-19th century (note that this mainly refers to 6-pound, 8-pound or 12-pound cannon), for the Qing Dynasty at the same time , these are all heavy artillery), the charge is almost one-third of the weight of the shell, and the length of the field artillery is 16 to 18 times the caliber. When using this kind of charge, if the field gun fires directly and horizontally, the shell will land at a distance of about 274 meters (three hundred yards); if the firing angle is increased, the range can be increased to 2,700 meters or 3,600 meters. But at such a distance, the shell loses any possibility of hitting its target. Therefore, the effective range of field artillery does not exceed 1280 meters or 1370 meters, and at this distance, only 1 out of 6 or 8 rounds may hit the target.
As the Qing army's "group gymnastics" formation was completed, the drums in the phalanx gradually stopped. At this time, an assistant leader gave a military salute to Du Erjia and asked: "Military gate, the formation has been set up. Please give the order from the military gate!"
Duerjia frowned. He looked at the motionless trenches of Beihai Town on the opposite side and felt a little puzzled. What are these people on the other side doing? This is not a mountainous area. What kind of trench should we dig? He also hid the soldiers inside and blasted them all with a cannon! I really don’t understand, this is not the way to commit suicide!
If you can’t think about it, then don’t think about it. Duerjia cleared her throat and said: "Spread the flag and fire the cannon! The conch horn sounds, the artillery battalion fires two rounds of cannons, and the formation advances!"
As the order was issued, a Qing soldier holding a red flag bordered by flames stood in the center of the three square formations and began to wave the flag in his hand.
Mishi Lang, Monk Zhou and others hiding in the trench were dazzled by the Qing army's performance 300 meters away. When they heard a "Boom!", the group of soldiers were suddenly startled and hurriedly shrank away. head.
Along with the intensive drumbeats sounded again, a long conch trumpet echoed across the empty land.
"Woo~~~"
Yaichiro, who was hiding in the trench and watching, heard the sound of the conch horn and instinctively felt that something was about to happen. He quickly whispered to the soldiers around him: "Pay attention to concealment and pass it on!" As the orders were passed one after another, the soldiers who were still lying on the edge of the trench to watch the fun all shrank back, ready to enter the anti-artillery fire inside the trench at any time. Take shelter in the cave.
Monk Zhou was still humming a ditty very excitedly at this time, but now he changed to another one: "Han Zhongli, holding the fairy peach, sneering slightly, Lu Chunyang, carrying the sword..."
"Shut up! If you keep singing nonsense, your salary will be deducted!" Yachiro scolded. This week, Monk Zhou just hummed a tune when he had nothing to do, but he couldn't sing the military songs he was taught well.
At each artillery position in the middle of the Qing army's formation, they saw the red flag of the Chinese army waving, and the flag bearer behind the artillery position also began to wave the red flag. Then, the two drummers behind the artillery position began to beat the drums, and the drum sound increased from slow to fast. sounded.
The two gunners quickly installed the fixed charge package and stuffed the iron bullets; the third gunner adjusted the artillery elevation according to the firing chart made in advance, and then pierced the charge package from the fire door with the iron thorn in his hand; The famous gunner thrust the firefork in his hand into the fire door. Use "Tum!"
"Tum! Tum! Tum!..." More than forty cannons made of various types of copper or iron sounded in sequence. As streams of white smoke rose, and fire spewed from the muzzle, iron bullets roared out from the muzzle, hitting the position of Beihai Town.
The Qing army began to attack!
Monk Zhou was hiding in the shell-proof hole under the trench, listening to the "swish" sound coming from not far away, and the unquenchable curiosity in his heart made him scratch his head and head. He has never seen what a cannonball looks like...
Taking advantage of the fact that no one around him was paying attention to his comrades, Monk Zhou slowly straightened up and peeked out from the edge of the trench to take a look. I saw countless small black dots hitting the black soil that had not yet frozen. Most of them only bounced a few times and then stopped moving. And the furthest one only hit fifty meters in front of the trench. The iron bullet was inserted into the ground, emitting a plume of smoke.
"Tch~~" Monk Zhou imitated Liu Sheng's tone and raised his little thumb to the Qing army in the distance. "What the hell are you talking about!"
After the Qing army's artillery fired two rounds, there was a golden sound in the phalanx and the artillery firing stopped.
And Duerjia then got the result of the bombardment, that is, there was no result!
So the Qing army's gun array continued to move forward. When they marched to a position 200 steps away from the trench, the second conch sound sounded, and the Qing army's artillery began to fire another round. After the shooting, the twelve "Big Sword" cavalry formations in front of the three musket phalanxes began to attack. When they advanced to a hundred steps away from Beihai Town, they formed a line. Under the guidance of the two red flags in the team, they turned Separate to the two wings, while riding on horseback, aiming and shooting at the trench position in Beihai Town.
After the musketeers finished shooting, they no longer returned to the front of the formation. Instead, they arrived near the Mongolian cavalry on the north and south wings, dismounted their horses and ammunition, and prepared to attack again.
When the musket array reached a distance of a hundred steps, the third conch trumpet sounded. Accompanied by the sound of drums in the phalanx, the first row of musketeers in the phalanx raised their muskets, and the musketeers in the phalanx also raised their guns. Start aiming.
When the rapid drum beat reaches its climax, the brass horn sounds.
"Boom, boom..." The battlefield was filled with white smoke. Looking from the direction of Beihai Town, only vaguely identifiable figures of the Qing army on the opposite side were left.
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