Nanming Engineer

Chapter 414 Generation Difference
When the smoke that shrouded the battlefield slowly faded away, the sun in the sky was setting towards the mountains in the west. The sunlight in the afterglow was as brilliant as blood, spreading to the earth, coating the beautiful mountains with a thin layer of gold powder. .

Nikan stands in the setting sun, his white armor with red borders is wrapped in the sun, shining radiantly, like a god.

But his expression was a little dull, his eyes were wide open, but he lost his spirit, and his hands trembled unconsciously. In one of his hands, he was holding a well-made hard bow. If you look carefully, you will find that the bow There are Manchu seal carvings on his body. This is the second year of Shunzhi. Because of his meritorious service in defeating Li Zicheng's tribe, Emperor Shunzhi personally bestowed on him a royal bow.

He stretched out his other hand, trying to draw an arrow from the quiver hanging on the side of the saddle, but his hand trembled more and more, and he couldn't find the location after groping.

He seemed to have lost his sense of hearing, many Baiba Yala guards surrounded him, and some of his personal guards were shouting at him, opening and closing their mouths violently, with an anxious expression and a panicked face, but Nikan turned a deaf ear, as if he was deaf No response.

His eyes looked over the hundreds of guards in front of him, and over the many cavalry running like a tide, to the place where the gunpowder smoke was thick in the distance.

The Jurchens and Mongols mingled together, pushing each other, cursing, and disgusting each other for blocking their way.

At their feet, there were corpses and stumps. Countless soldiers in armor of the Qing army lay down on the ground, blood overflowing and flowing all over the ground. The horse that lost its owner wandered alone, staring blankly and alone. People who run wildly from the side like crucian carp crossing the river.

A quarter of an hour ago, the powerful army of the Qing Dynasty, which was as powerful as a mighty river, collapsed like a giant tower. The mighty cavalry of ten thousand people, like a torrent, turned into flying ash in the second huge explosion. I don’t know what the Ming army used. The outrageous firearms produced an explosion that was even more violent than the first time, and the mixed Mongol and Jurchen cavalry lined up in several rows were killed by a single blow on the wide front that was several miles long. off.

It was really devastation. After the explosion, the mushroom cloud rising into the sky was higher than the mountain, and the ground under the feet was shaking, as if it would split apart in the next second.People wrapped in black smoke, no matter cavalry, infantry or nobles, were blown into the sky without exception. The pieces of meat and limbs flying in the air fell like rain, and the ground was stained red with blood. The rays of the afterglow and the setting sun are mixed together, red and yellow alternate, but there is a kind of tragic beauty.

The death camp of the Qing army followed behind, and the sharp soldier camp behind it, two rows of thousands of people, originally used to break the formation after the cavalry broke through the front of the Ming army, and it was also affected at this moment. The shock wave generated by the explosion was so violent that it actually spread fifty feet away. Although no one was injured, they were still shocked.

The wind blows away the smoke, and half a quarter of an hour later, the effect of Thunderbolt is exposed in front of everyone.

Bullet craters as deep as several feet are scattered on the ground more than a hundred feet in front of the Kuizhou army, like stars. With these bomb craters as the center, the surrounding area in a radial pattern is full of corpses. There are horses and others. In the scene of dismembering corpses, sometimes the whole corpse was preserved, lying far behind, bleeding from the mouth and nose, but they were shocked to death.

There are also remnants of cavalry, but no one dares to charge forward anymore. In the face of such ghostly power, no matter how brave people are, they will be afraid. The Mongols are afraid of death, and the Jurchens are also afraid of death. When the irresistible power is displayed In front of them, their instinctive fear made them cringe as well.

With a pale face, Boluo wanted to make a rough estimate of how many people died in this catastrophe. He swept his eyes and dismissed the idea, because all he saw were corpses, and the surviving cavalry scattered like headless chickens. Like running around, there is no way to count them.

An extremely fatal choice was placed in front of him. In this case, should he continue to rush or turn around and run?

The surrounding Baya soldiers were all elite. Even in the face of the desperate situation where all the former troops were killed, no one mutinied. Everyone stood silently and maintained their fighting posture. It was just that Zhang Zhang was originally arrogant and unscrupulous. There was a rare look of timidity on his face.

Bo Luo looked back, and there was no sign of Nikan's direction, only the sound of the fierce drums and the heroic horns, which gradually weakened, just like the first time the Ming army made that kind of big explosion. .

He hesitated for a short period of time, before making a decision, the Ming army on the opposite side used actions to help him.

The Shenwei artillery placed on the two wings of the Ming army's formation fired again. Yan Mingde and the others watched with eager eyes that Hong Tianlei knocked down the entire cavalry formation of the Qing army like an iron cone and hammer in Lei Gong's hands, and panicked with envy. , fearing that he would fall behind, when the smoke cleared, he immediately followed Wang Huan's military order, quickly aimed, loaded the ammunition, and fired a round of iron bullets.

The whistling iron bullets caused the chaotic Qing army to become more chaotic. More and more people turned around and ran away. Of course, the main ones among them were Mongolians. These guys came to rob people, money and things, so there was no need to risk their lives. If you leave them here, so many people have already died. If you continue to fight, do you really think you are stupid?
Similarly, the iron bullets bouncing in front of him made Bolo's face twitch, and it became the last straw that broke his psychological defense line. If the cavalry that came and went like the wind could not get close to the Ming army within fifty feet, , what could the infantry in his hands say like this?

There were also survivors in the Jurchen cavalry in front, but the Jurchen nobles such as Dasu and Fei Yasha were nowhere to be seen, presumably lost in the thick smoke.

"Back! Back!" Boluo roared hoarsely: "Keep the formation, don't mess up!"

The army is defeated like a mountain, no matter how powerful the army is, it is impossible to be uniform when retreating, especially when the surrounding defeated soldiers are running around, it is even more difficult.

Soon some Mongols rushed to the foot of Boluo's 2000-man Ruishi camp in a daze, knocking down several people.

Some people cursed angrily, some screamed, and even more people involuntarily backed away and looked over there.

The battalion of dead soldiers farther in front was hit even more intensely. The battlefield was filled with smoke, and the Mongolian soldiers who were deaf from the sound of the cannons didn't care about anything else. They ran away with all their hearts. The relationship of breaking the formation at the first time, followed closely, and often turned around and bumped into each other, so it was almost impossible to maintain the formation.

Nikan stared straight at all this, and couldn't believe it was true. More than 2 soldiers were defeated just like that, and the defeat was so miserable and inexplicable.

He recalled the process of this battle in his mind. The battle was not long, and it was not even an hour. It is not difficult to recall, and every detail is very clear.

"No problem, no mistake." Nikan said to himself: "Every response is correct. Sending cavalry to test, shield chariots to attract firepower, and large cavalry to attack the Ming army's front line are all correct. Why..."

Every step is a textbook-like standard, every connection is extremely accurate, and the execution ability of the subordinates is also very effective. There is not even a single mistake. Why did it fail?
Nikan looked far away, looking at Shiling Pass in the distance through the gap of gunpowder smoke, how many mighty passes and giant cities have already surrendered under his feet, but now this short pass city has become an impassable hurdle.

"It's a substitute."

Wang Huan explained plainly.

"This is generation difference. What we are fighting is a battle of generation difference. Let's put it this way, I use a bow and arrow, and you use a big knife. Even if your big knife is extremely sharp, I just need to shoot from a distance. I can shoot you down, but you can't hit me, how can we fight this battle?" He said patiently to Ma Wannian who asked the question: "What we are doing now is shooting with arrows, and the Tartars are just taking The side of the knife."

Ma Wannian blinked, as if he understood, but at the same time seemed a little confused.

Wang Huan waved his hand, stopped the class, and said with a smile: "Beat the drums, blow the horn, and beat the dog in the water!"

(End of this chapter)