Nanming Engineer

Chapter 440
Sun Long smiled wryly, and peeked at the direction behind the formation, where a group of brothers from the artillery battalion were sweating profusely in the rain, busy operating some small Franco cannons, trying to push them to the front line.

As for the large French cannon, and even the larger red cannon, they are still fighting against the muddy road on the way.

"My lord, Zhentianlei is different from ordinary firearms. It uses a large bamboo tube or porcelain pot as a carrier, filled with gunpowder, and the receiver is placed inside. The steel wheel is fired, and the cable is used as a guide. There is no need for an ignition index. The gunpowder is built-in, and the wind and rain do not invade, so it can be used in rainy days." Sun Long explained: "But this kind of firearm is heavy and inconvenient to throw and projectile, so it can only be used for defensive ambush."

Dorgon nodded, thoughtfully: "Just like Wang Huan is using it at the moment?"

Sun Long's face changed, but he had to admit: "Exactly."

Dorgon said again: "Our cannons really can't be used in this weather? You see, the Ming army is there. One cannon can not only smash their earthen wall defenses, but also deter others. Soldiers, destroy their fighting spirit, kill two birds with one stone."

When he said this, he looked forward, as if talking to himself.

But to Sun Long's ears, it was as uncomfortable as a steel knife. He knew very well that the imperial court transferred him from Guangxi precisely because he liked his familiarity with firearms. General, to be appreciated by the Regent is to reach the sky in one step.But on the contrary, if he can't overwhelm the Ming army on the opposite side and achieve the effect expected by the regent, I am afraid that what awaits him will not be a good fruit.

Sun Long gritted his teeth, hurriedly lifted the hem of his battle robe, knelt down on the ground, and said in response: "The general will go and urge you to fire the cannon as soon as possible!"

Dorgon waved his hand and said with a smile, "Wait for the good news!"

Sun Long stood up in panic, bowed and backed away, and retreated more than ten steps away, before he stood up straight and turned to leave.

The rain was too heavy on the road, and it never stopped. Although the gunpowder was covered with several layers of oilcloth and protected like a servant, it was inevitable from the damp. Sun Long walked all the way to the artillery camp with a sullen face, thinking in his heart, no matter what, we must Get a few cannons out to dispel the regent's anger, otherwise not only myself, but the entire cannon battalion will end badly today.

It's just the weather... He looked up at the sky, pursed his lips, and his face became more and more gloomy.

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After Sun Long left, Man Dahai, who stood aside, raised money for a while, stepped forward and said to Dorgon in a low voice: "Father, I'm afraid Sun Long... won't have much effect, not to mention whether the gunpowder is damp or not." , Just firing the cannon in the rain won’t work.”

Dorgon closed his eyes, took a deep breath, opened them slowly, and said slowly: "I know, Kong Youde has been here for so long, I have heard and seen, and I know a thing or two about the limitations of firearms, tell him to go, But hopefully it will help.”

"Originally, I thought that we couldn't use firearms in this heavy rain, and the Ming army couldn't use them either. Everyone just used knives. If we had to fight in battle formations, who would we Jurchen warriors be afraid of? But I didn't expect that Wang Huan There are endless new gadgets, and Zhentian Lei has never been heard of him using it before. It was a surprise to move it out today, and I don’t know if there are any strange things behind it.”

He smiled: "However, these equipments are so powerful that they can't support our large number of people. There is no one else in the war, and it depends on a force. Astronomy and geography, the number of people, the morale level, etc., are all forces. Wang Huan occupies the geography, and then With the help of firearms, this is his advantage, and we, among other things, just relying on the fact that we have more people is enough!"

"Ten times with one force." Dorgon put away his smiling face, resumed his fierce wolf-like expression, frowned and said, "Tell Bai Guangen and Liu Fangming to continue charging. If you dare to hesitate, the Mongolians who are following them Kuo Haibu will just step over their heads!"

Man Dahai grinned, this kind of style of play is the correct way of fighting for Jianzhou Jurchen's invincibility, going forward boldly, swinging a knife and rushing, no matter what firearms or water weapons you have, they will all be defeated by the iron hoof of the Qing Dynasty.

The trumpets sounded suddenly, the drums rumbled, and the murderous aura descended from the sky with the dense drumbeats, like black clouds filling the sky, falling on people's heads.

Bai Guangen licked his lips and looked up at Liu Fangming's position in the distance. The smoke filled the air, as if Liu Fangming's tall and thin body was also looking at this side.

"Your mother!" Bai Guangen cursed. He understood that Liu Fangming and he had the same idea, and they were both waiting for the other to come first.

The sound of the horns and drums in the rear array was like a fatal spell, one after another, the Mongolian cavalry following behind had slowly pressed up, watching the posture, if the Han army did not move again, they would rush regardless. up.

A group of confidantes and generals surrounded him, looking anxiously at their chief general, what should they do?Gotta make up my mind.

Tang Tong's body in front of him is probably scattered here and there, and I don't know if he can put together the whole body when he picks it up, but no one cares about him anymore. Most of his people died in Zhentianlei During the explosion, the shield car was blown into pieces of wood. This tragic situation made Bai Guangen and Liu Fangming stop immediately.

I dare not advance or retreat, dare not retreat, and stop awkwardly in the middle of the two sides.

But when the horn sounded, Bai Guangen understood that he couldn't hesitate anymore and had to attack.

The only way to survive is by attacking.

"Most of the thunderbolts of the Ming army have been consumed by Tang Tong's men and horses. Those iron bumps can only be used once, and they will be gone after use." Bai Guangen loudly incited: "Don't be afraid, everyone, rush over and fill in the trenches. Even if it succeeds! Leave the rest to the Mongols, they are the main force in the battle!"

"Then... what if there are still those iron lumps left?" A servant asked tremblingly.

Bai Guangen kicked it over and scolded: "Your mother is left! Believe it or not, I cut you off!"

The soldier was kicked so hard that he didn't dare to make a sound when he got up.Bai Guangen gave him a fierce look, stood up and ordered: "If we delay any longer, the Mongols will come to bite our bones! Anyone who wants to survive will get the hell out of me!"

The stagnant shield car was pushed forward again, staggering forward. From time to time, the defeated soldiers of Tang Tong's army ran back and passed them in panic. Some were smarter and blended into Bai Guangen's team. Some were frightened. Out of courage, he fled directly to the back, and was shot into a hedgehog by the Mongolian soldiers who followed.

Soon, a distance of fifty feet passed, and Bai Guangen came to the place where Tang Tong died. This place is only more than 100 feet away from the trench of the Ming army. The figure of the Ming army behind the wall can be seen clearly. Looking at the corpses of the dead Qing soldiers, the mud mixed with blood was stepped on by military boots, making a "squeak" sound, which made Bai Guangen even more frightened.

The wheels rolled rapidly, pushing through corpses and residual wood. The huge craters formed by the explosion were like man-eating monsters. Bai Guangen did not even dare to take a look, lest there would be another residual thunder blast.

Fortunately, there were no explosions, and the group of shield vehicles came to the front of the first trench smoothly. The Ming army behind the low wall did not respond. The expected shelling did not happen, and they did not even fire a shot.

Bai Guangen was ecstatic in his heart: "Sure enough, firearms can't be used in the rain, and the Thunderbolt is gone once you use it. God help me!"

He stood up, half of his head popped out from behind the shield car, and yelled, "Brothers, fill the hole!"

(End of this chapter)