Seeing Fukang'an's sudden loss of composure, the Chengdu general E Hui on the side began to persuade him: "Commander, those who are good at fighting are not angry!" This man is also a veteran of the army. He started as a forward soldier and served as the commander of Jianchang Town seven times. General Soldier, and later followed Fukang'an to quell the rebellion in the northwest.
The soldier who reported the news was frightened by Fukang'an's ferocious expression, and said quickly: "Master, what I said is true! The person who came to report the news is the knight sent by the master before."
Fukangan understood that he had lost his composure. He let go of the guard, leaned back on the chair and took a few deep breaths. Feeling that he had calmed down a little, he then ordered: "Ask that Xiaoqi to come up. I want to find out what happened." thing."
The knight who came to report the news was waiting under the commander's platform. After running up, he knelt down in front of Fukang'an and said, "I heard from the fleeing soldiers that the troops led by Wu Junmen have just entered three or four miles east of Fuldan City. At that time, thousands of thunders fell from the sky, and our army suffered heavy casualties. Later, everyone saw that the flags at Wujunmen were gone, so they became chaotic..."
E Hui said in disbelief: "That's five thousand people! How could they be defeated so quickly? Where are Dai Sanbao, Guanbao and the others?"
The Xiaoqi lowered his head and replied: "I stopped several people under the command to ask, and they all said that the chaos started from the Chinese Army. As for the whereabouts of other Shangguan, they all said they had not seen it."
Fukangan closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then murmured: "Thousands of thunders fell..."
E Hui thought for a while and said: "Commander! I think the thief must be using a weapon like a ten thousand enemy or a cannon?"
Fukang'an shook his head and said: "Not necessarily. The cannon can't hit the sky..." Before he could finish his words, he heard bursts of roaring coming from a few miles away to the north, like rolling thunder sweeping across the earth.
Beihai Town opened fire!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."
Near a general's artillery position between the first and second lines of the Qing army's formation, huge explosions sounded one after another; the orange fireballs soaring into the sky completely covered the entire artillery position. Several Qing army gunners and cavalry protecting the artillery, The shotgun soldiers took off into the air as the explosive flames rose.
When the earth collapsed, the five-thousand-jin copper cannon was blown away together with the gun carriage. The seven or eight cast-iron shells piled behind the cannon were carried by the blast of air and flew up, and then hit the surrounding clear air heavily. soldiers; tens of thousands of prefabricated fragments swept away all life within a radius of 100 meters; clouds of gray-white gunpowder smoke were picked up by the wind and dissipated above the Qing army's formation.
Fukang'an, who was on the command stage, pushed aside the few guards in front of him, and saw smoke billowing from the formation, the neighing of war horses, and the screams of the wounded. Fukang calmed down and ordered his subordinates: "Go immediately to check the damage and send someone to find out where the cannon came from!"
"tie!"
At this time, the tens of thousands of Qing troops present were all stunned. Most of these people had participated in the Jinchuan and Jinchuan battles and quelled the rebellion in the northwest, and had rich battlefield experience. But even so, no one has ever seen such an explosion. Many people thought that such an explosion occurred because the gunpowder package on the gun emplacement was ignited.
The cavalry of the forward battalion on the second line reined in their horses and ran around because their horses were frightened. The archers of the retreating barbarian army on both sides were trampled down. Horses bumped against horses and people crowded around, shouting, cursing, and crying for father and mother. Chaos.
After a few minutes, the gunpowder smoke was gradually blown away by the wind. Because of their height, Fukang'an and E Hui could clearly see five large craters several feet deep scattered around the large general cannon. The musketeers, cavalry, and drum and trumpeters who originally guarded the cannon were all killed and wounded. The blown-up bronze cannons, artillery carriages, and severed limbs of men and horses covered an area of dozens of feet in radius!
Seeing such a scene, Fukang'an couldn't help but take a breath of air. His face was white and weak, and he gritted his teeth and said, "This won't work! The Chinese Guards will bring the flags and come with me to the front to take command!"
E Hui was shocked and hurriedly advised: "Commander, don't do it! The thieves' artillery is really powerful, you can't put yourself in danger!"
Fukang'an said: "Old E, you can't let down your morale. The emperor and the court officials have been planning for more than half a year, and they are not waiting for today to be bombarded with artillery! It looks like today will be a tough battle! The emperor treats me like a king. My family, my father and my son, have been so kind and faithful, and I, Fu Kang'an, have only one chance to die today to repay this great kindness!"
After what he said, E Hui couldn't help but sigh. He handed over his hand and asked for orders: "Commander, please lead your troops to watch the battle. Let me go to the front line!"
Fukang'an turned around and took out a command arrow from the box, and said in a serious tone: "The ten battalions in the west are under your command, and I am here in the east. If you win this battle, we will be prosperous together; if we break it, we will be humiliated together!"
It is said that all famous generals in ancient times were able to maintain a strong will, a cool mind, and the belief in victory in the ever-changing battlefield situation; no matter what the situation, they must not show the slightest panic, which would cause the entire army to lose fighting spirit. . As a commander, he needs to use his bearing and emotions to stabilize the morale of the army, enhance fighting spirit, and ultimately win victory.
A moment later, the conch horn of the Fukang'an Central Military Guard sounded. Amidst the rumble of drums, the Qing army's formation continued to advance. The nineteen general cannons also began to move quickly after firing one round.
Fukang'an's side is fighting for will and military morale, while Zhao Xin's side is fighting for mathematics...
On the walkie-talkie just now, Zhao Xin felt that his order to hit "half a base" was really impressive. The problem is that when the artillerymen successfully destroyed the Qing army's first artillery position with five rounds of artillery shells, and then tried to attack the second artillery position, the problem came...
I just want to ask, who can provide me with the meter data? The Qing army on the eastern front attacked the area, which was easy; but the Qing army on the southern front attacked points. The artillery company commander who was promoted just a few months ago said, "I really don't know how to do this..."
"Uncle!" He didn't know whether he was scolding himself or others. Zhao Xin clasped his hands to breathe in the heat while calculating the coordinates at the table at the top of Fuldan City. The so-called "shooting off cannons is fun for a while, and it's a crematorium" is what Zhao Xin is talking about.
Because the Qing army's heavy artillery is hidden behind the first-line musketeers, the Beihai Town Artillery Company is now conducting indirect aiming; in terms of actual calculations, it means calculating trigonometric functions. Convert back and forth through orientation, distance, and angle data. For example, if you know the distance and angle, you can measure the orientation; if you know the orientation and angle, you can measure the distance. To put it simply, as long as three points form a triangle, the exact position of the enemy can be calculated using trigonometric functions.
Fortunately, Fuldan City is an endless wilderness plain, so these three points are the artillery position, the forward observation point (Zhao Xin), and the Qing artillery position. So you see, if you're not good at math, you really can't do artillery...
Zhao Xin's current full name is "Zhao - Observer - Computing Corps - Artillery Commander".
First, "Zhao Observer" needs to measure the precise data of distance and angle through a rangefinder and steering wheel, and then reduce the error by comparing it with the military map drawn by Chen Qingsong, and then calculate the precise position of the target centered on the muzzle.
Then, "Zhao Calculation Soldier" calculated the angles of each angle in the triangle composed of three points through the target orientation and elevation, and the precise orientation of the three points, and then calculated the distance between the artillery position and the target through the angles.
Finally, "Commander Zhao" used the walkie-talkie to notify the artillery position to shoot Zhu Yuan. At this time, each artillery team could adjust the height and direction of the machine according to the instructions, load the ammunition and launch.
If the terrain and environment were more complicated, Zhao Xin would not be able to play at all. He must set up forward observation points, side observation points, and main observation points, and must also combine the wind speed, wind direction, air pressure, temperature, height difference between the blast holes, ammunition temperature, ammunition batches, shell charge numbers, etc. etc. (Do you know why there is a place like the Artillery Academy? Of course, in modern warfare, fire control computers and radars can achieve faster one-shot penetration, but various observation points must still be present.)
So after the southern position in Beihai Town was hit by another big iron ball and two heavy machine gun positions were lost, the artillery company commander received the new coordinate data.
For ten minutes, Zhao Xin tried his best to calculate, but it turned out that the interval between two firings took ten minutes! He regretted it very much now. If he had known that he would have to go through such trouble, it would be so easy to build an artillery position behind the trench and fire directly.
In the Qing army's formation, once those large general artillery pieces, which required seven or eight horses to pull, stopped and prepared to fire, they would not be able to move that fast.
When the second shelling of Beihai Town began, the Qing artillerymen who heard the sound of rolling thunder from the opposite side were so frightened that they all fell to the ground and prayed for the blessings of Buddha and Bodhisattva. So far, no one has dared to escape; Fukang'an has given strict orders. Anyone who retreats and shakes the morale of the army will be killed on the spot!
Fire exploded and smoke billowed. When the second general cannon was blown up, killing and wounding nearly a hundred Qing troops again, Fukang'an decisively ordered the forward battalion and Xiaoqi battalion to attack from both wings of the formation and try to destroy the artillery position in Beihai Town.
At this time, Fukang'an had already led the Chinese army guards to sit behind the first line of phalanxes. When the Qing soldiers saw that their commander was at the front line with the flag raised high, they all gathered their courage, regardless of the explosions that went off behind them. Sound and move forward bravely.
However, when the Qing army entered a distance of 800 meters, the "ta-da-da" sound that had become Fukang'an's nightmare finally sounded. The Qing gunners on both sides of the musket phalanx suddenly felt like they were in hell. Many of them didn't even have time to scream. It was blown to pieces as soon as it was released. The thousand-kilogram Shengong General Cannon flew into the air during the bombing. The ignited propellant packet blew the carriage into pieces. The flying shrapnel and sawdust shells caused the musket square to scream and howl.
"Continue to attack! The drums keep beating, don't stop!" Under Fukang'an's strict orders, the generals and leaders of each musket formation waved the long swords in their hands and ordered the soldiers to move forward.
The heavy machine gun position also opened fire, and six heavy machine guns began to fire at the Qing cavalry appearing on the left and right wings.
The soldiers in Beihai Town, who were in the trenches on the southern front, stared dumbly at the black cavalry galloping in the distance. Thousands of horse hooves rolled like thunder on the wasteland, raising large amounts of dust.
The Qing cavalrymen, who only wore a suit of foam-studded cotton armor, were led by several golden flying tiger flags in the vanguard battalion. They formed a strict formation and launched fierce charges again and again with loud killing sounds. They brandished the three-inch iron-tipped spears or bows and arrows in their hands, trying to break through Beihai Town's defensive positions again and again.
The shotgun cavalry of the Qing army did not need to be in a strict formation. They braved artillery fire and attacked in groups until they were still two or three hundred meters away from the trenches. Then they began to fire their matchlock guns; The horse stopped, hurriedly finished loading, then charged forward and continued firing. Over and over again, until some people were shot to pieces by anti-aircraft guns or heavy machine guns.
At this time, the three anti-aircraft gun positions on the south side of the western front position in Beihai Town also opened fire one after another. The whistling bullets and cannonballs caused chaos among the Qing cavalry, forcing them to retreat as a whole team; however, the Qing army quickly came back after going in a circle, and the surviving cavalry still shouted tirelessly and continued to charge bravely.
Ding Guofeng was lying on the trench and suddenly burst into tears when he saw this scene. Sheng Haizhou and He Tai who were on the side were also moved by the heroic bravery of the Qing army who did not care about life and death. They thought that Ding Guofeng was just like them.
On top of Fuldan City, Zhao Xin's hands holding the telescope were exposed and trembling slightly. He thought of the Bali Bridge in another time and space, and of the apricot-yellow flag that finally fell down in the movie. Perhaps, at that time, the Manchurian Eight Banners cavalry and the Mongolian cavalry were just like today, braving the smoke of artillery fire and launching desperate charges again and again.
"Damn it!" Zhao Xin put down the telescope and cursed fiercely.
After all, the sadness was only temporary. When dozens of Qing cavalry were approaching under artillery fire and were still a hundred meters away from the trenches on both sides, the soldiers in Beihai Town finally opened fire. Hundreds of bullets had penetrated into the bodies of these Qing soldiers before they had time to shoot the bows and arrows in their hands, and then they turned over and fell from their horses.
Amidst the roar of artillery, when the last fluttering gold-pinned Flying Tiger flag was finally shrouded in artillery fire, there were not many cavalry left in the forward battalion that launched the attack.
When the anti-aircraft guns on both sides of the position began to turn their flames towards the Qing gun battalion in the center of the battlefield, several phalanxes were enveloped in clouds of flames and smoke. With flesh and blood flying, the Qing army finally stopped!
I don't know who made the first scream, and then countless screams echoed throughout the city. Suddenly, almost all the Qing troops began to flee backwards. They abandoned their artillery, their packhorses and baggage, and fled desperately toward the north bank of the Suifen River. Only a few dozen mounted commanders and generals wielding long swords, led by several banners, launched the final charge towards Beihai Town.
The Qing army was finally defeated! In the wilderness, thousands of defeated Qing troops were like black ants, running away on the snow-covered wilderness.
"Master, get on your horse quickly!" Fukang'an's bearer said in tears.
Facing the urging of the Chinese Guards, the frustrated Fukang Anyu refused to leave. "Where's Ejunmen?"
"Commander! Ejunmen rushed forward with his guards!"
Fukang'an wanted to say more, but the two bearers couldn't help but put him on a war horse, and they fled southward.
On the battlefield on the Western Front, when the distant fires and explosions reached the eyes and ears of the Mongolian cavalry in the distance, they turned their horses and ran away desperately.
"Ding Guofeng! Order the troops on the southern front to attack immediately! Pursue the enemy, I want to capture Fukangan alive!" Zhao Xin shouted excitedly on the walkie-talkie.
"Liu Sheng! You lead the troops on the western front and launch an attack on the Qing army camp! We are going to Ninggu Pagoda this time!"
After Zhao Xin gave the order, he picked up his automatic rifle, checked the ammunition, and said to Guisheng: "Let's go!"
"Ah? Master, where are we going?" Guisheng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly put the map and various paper tools on the table into his bag.
"Silly boy, the real battle has just begun!"
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