boom!
A huge explosion sounded in front of the Eight Banners Army formation.
A ball of fire exploded.
The ground seemed to be shaking. All the soldiers returning to the Eight Banners suddenly stopped and stopped moving forward. Even the Eight Banners officers who urged them forward were startled.
Then they saw the smoke dissipating in front of them, and a large pit appeared on the ground.
Ha Guoxing took a breath of cold air.
This shell actually blasted such a big crater.
If this explodes in the military formation.
How many people will die just this time?
So cruel!
This military merit is not easy to obtain.
It seems that it is not unreasonable for the Qing Dynasty to retreat all the way.
If this was shot.
The ancestors and steaming together may not be able to bless each other.
Whoosh!
Right now.
Another shell came.
This is a shell fired by the Ming army's 3.5-inch howitzer.
The cannonball rotated in the air, drawing a very clear parabola, attracting everyone's attention.
The impact point of the previous shell was closer to the military formation returning to the Eight Banners.
boom!
The flames of the explosion exploded, accompanied by countless steel shell fragments that suddenly sprayed out.
These large and small shell fragments turned into metal storms and passed over the edge of the formation. Immediately, several soldiers went limp. Some were covering their chests, some were covering their necks, and blood flowed from their fingers. of squirting.
It's all good luck.
Without even wailing or screaming, I went to see whether it was Zizhu or King Yama.
It seems that she went to enjoy the seventy-two virgins.
Unlucky enough not to be killed by one blow.
Some arms were broken, and the shells shredded the arms, revealing the stark white bones.
Some shells passed overhead.
Raised the scalp.
But it all happened too quickly.
Wait until the smoke clears.
Intermittently, seven or eight Huiba Banners fell limply.
There were also soldiers who had their arms, legs broken, or other body parts that had not caused death immediately and were swept by the shells, and then they started to cry out.
The entire military formation returning to the Eight Banners suddenly became more chaotic.
far away.
Mikhail, who was holding a telescope and staring at the battlefield, held the brass-cased telescope with his fingers, almost crushing the telescope's casing.
He thought quickly in his mind.
What would his army do if it encountered such a bombardment?
Such a powerful artillery was mastered by the Ming army.
How to deal with it?
Can Russia produce such artillery?
"This Qing army is finished."
Mikhail put down the telescope and frowned.
really.
He just finished speaking.
The sound of shells streaking across the sky was like a reminder of death.
Sad and terrifying.
The two previous shells were only used to correct the ballistic trajectory.
Now comes the real bombardment!
A total of twelve 3.5-inch howitzers fired salvos, and twelve shells fell like meteorites into the formation returning to the Eight Banners.
boom!
Twelve huge fireballs ejected countless fragments.
The powerful explosion shock wave blew up the surrounding human bodies like pieces of paper, turning into balls of flesh and blood under the turbulence of the shock wave.
Countless times soldiers from the Eight Banners fell to this round of shelling.
Ha Guoxing stood there with cold hands and feet.
What a great achievement.
What a glorious lintel.
It's all forgotten now.
Only now did he realize that his previous thoughts were ridiculous.
The six thousand Eight Banners under his command were like insects in front of the Ming army's formation. They could be crushed to death at any time.
Ha Guoxing hasn't reacted yet.
The Huiba Banners who were hit by the bombs dropped their weapons one after another, holding their heads and running around screaming on the battlefield.
"The Commander-in-Chief orders: Anyone who retreats will be killed without mercy!!"
The team of supervisors holding broadswords came up from behind, catching the unlucky guys who were in a hurry and slashing them left and right, so that these Muslims from all over the world didn't pay attention.
"There's no way to survive, there's no way to survive."
"Really, this is a fight between the Manchus and the Han people. What are we trying to figure out?"
In the midst of chaos.
Ma Zhonghan pulled his eldest son Ma Xinmin.
"Don't run around, don't run back, run forward, throw away your weapons and run forward! If you run to the Ming army, you will have a way to survive."
Although Ma Zhonghan really wants to leave this cannibalistic world.
But his son is only thirteen years old.
He had lived enough.
Ma Xinmin hasn’t lived enough yet
And Ma Xinmin also reminded him.
this is China.
I don’t know if my belief in steaming can be greater than that of King Yama.
If the cooking pipe is not here, what will you say to King Yama in the underworld?
This is OK and belongs to yes.
So it’s better to live.
In the midst of chaos.
The two ran forward one behind the other.
at the rear.
A Manchu Eight Banners soldier raised his bow and arrow and aimed at the two men.
"Run! Run quickly!"
Ma Zhonghan pushed Ma Xinmin forward with all his strength, and soon arrived in front of the barbed wire fence.
He slammed into it, only to find that except for a bloody hole in his body, he couldn't hit it at all - this thing was to prevent the horse from escaping, so how could he hit it open with human power.
Ma Zhonghan squatted down.
"Quick! Jump over my shoulders!"
"Dad, what about you?"
"I have a way!" Ma Zhonghan said, "Hurry up, it's too late!"
Seeing that Ma Xinmin was still stunned, Ma Zhonghan picked up his son.
This barbed wire fence is only about 1.7 meters high.
Ma Zhonghan, a big man from Shandong, is nearly 1.9 meters tall.
Just enough to throw his son over.
Ma Xinmin was knocked upside down. As soon as he got up from the ground, he saw several sharp arrows shooting towards him.
"father!"
Ma Xinmin suddenly started crying.
"Run quickly! If you run over, you will have a way to survive!"
Ma Zhonghan was lying on the ground, and an arrow passed through his chest. After saying these words with all his strength, he felt that the strength in his body was gradually being withdrawn.
In the end, I couldn't even raise my head, and my eyes were looking into the distance beyond the barbed wire fence.
We should not get involved in this matter.
Moreover, isn’t Hui Hui’s relationship with Daming very good?
Back then, I would protect one Han every ten times.
His eyes gradually became dull.
Ma Xinmin was crying on the other side of the barbed wire fence.
But what he was saying could no longer be heard, and the whole world was quiet.
Why aren't you running?
It's really worrying.
This stupid kid.
finally.
When he saw Ma Xinmin turn around and crawl towards the direction of the Ming army's trench.
The light in his eyes gradually dimmed.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.
Run.
Ran over.
Only then can there be hope.
"Remember to write in the post-war report that the height of the barbed wire fence should be higher, preferably seven or eight feet!"
After seeing this in the telescope, Feng Zhaoji put down the telescope and said.
On the battlefield at this time.
Six Thousand Chapter Eight Banners has basically collapsed.
Except for those who were killed by bombings and hacked to death by the Qing army's supervising team, most of them had already gone deep into the mountains and forests, and it was impossible to find them again.
This also made Feng Zhaoji very regretful.
He really wanted to see the effect of barbed wire.
during military exercises.
The defense effect of barbed wire is very good.
A thin row of barbed wire.
Not even the strongest war horse can charge through.
The army blocked by the barbed wire was exposed to the firepower of rifle guns and howitzers, and became a complete target.
And at this time.
Lieutenant General Mikhail Kutuzov, the Governor of Eastern Siberia of the Russian Empire, squinted his eyes and thought of the shelling that had just occurred on the battlefield in his mind.
He found.
In dense formation.
Howitzer shells are quite powerful.
But after the soldiers who returned to the Eight Banners were defeated, although the Ming army's shelling continued, the results achieved were quite limited.
"The era of intensive infantry charges has passed. The future may be an era of skirmishing tactics."
Mikhail Kutuzov said to himself.
"But if skirmishing tactics are to be implemented, the infantry's individual firepower must be strengthened. Perhaps future land wars will be the era of rifled guns, grenades, and bombardment cannons. But what is the use of that row of barbed wire? "
Mikhail Kutuzov now dare not underestimate the Ming army.
He knows now.
Compared with the Ming army.
The Army of the Russian Empire seemed to be falling behind the times without even realizing it.
The deterrent power of the Tsar's "grey animals" will no longer be the basis for the expansion of the Russian Empire with the popularization of rifled guns, grenades, and bombardment cannons.
Even the advantage in military strength.
The size of the Russian Empire's army was also a complete joke in front of the Ming Empire.
The number of gray animals could not be greater than the number of warriors of the emperor of the Ming Empire.
The Ming Empire itself had a population of two to three hundred million.
If the Ming Empire succeeded in destroying the Qing Empire, it would become a super empire with a population of more than 300 million.
This population is larger than the entire Europe.
What's more, the Ming Empire also had many vassal states, and the populations of those vassal states were also quite large.
The Ming Empire also had Japan as a close ally - it was really quite close. The Ming Empire's expansion in Southeast Asia over the years was all carried out by samurai hired by the emperor in Japan.
Able to recruit elite warriors from a country to serve as executioners for their own expansion.
This Japan is not a vassal state of the Ming Empire, but it is better than a vassal state - the Japanese Tokugawa shogunate is now on the lap of the Ming emperor, and it is almost obedient.
Don’t say anything else.
The Russian Empire did not even have the advantage of competing with the Ming Empire in terms of military consumption.
The emperor of the Ming Dynasty could go to Japan at any time to recruit hundreds of thousands of warriors. These little warriors were cheap and dared to fight hard.
Who can bear it?
Russia now faces a powerful enemy in the south.
It would be great if the Qing Empire could withstand it.
The Russian Empire needed time to complete this round of military revolution launched from the East.
Mikhail Kutuzov took a deep breath.
And right now.
Furious Lin Ning issued a fatal order.
He ordered Jinchang to attack on all fronts, and here he sent Shu Liang to lead fifteen thousand cavalry to charge into the formation, and other cavalry were also prepared at any time.
A round of artillery bombardment by the Ming army dispersed the Eight Banners, and Lin Ning discovered the weakness of the Ming army's artillery - just spread out the charging formation.
Suddenly.
The rumble of horse hooves shook the earth.
The brave and fearless Eight Banners cavalry rushed towards the barbed wire fence that made subsequent survivors tremble just thinking about it.
(End of chapter)
