Nanming Engineer

Chapter 462 Motion and Stillness

The Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, Mele'er Zhenma Guangyuan, stood in the front and rear formations, leading his troops. Among the ten thousand soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty who made up the front army, the Xianglan Banners accounted for half, 5000 of them, and he was the one who was there. The veteran soldiers recruited during the Jianchang period had experienced hundreds of battles, and each one could equal ten. Privately, Ma Guangyuan believed that his soldiers were not much different from those of the Manchu Eight Banners, and they were enough to be proud of.

After Tiancong surrendered in the Qing Dynasty for four years, Ma Guangyuan was determined to follow the Jurchens. For more than ten years, he fought bravely and made countless achievements. Both Huang Taiji and Dorgon admired him very much, gave him numerous rewards, and trusted him greatly when using troops.

Therefore, he understood Dorgon's intention to put him behind the Han army very clearly: to be a good supervisor of the battle team, if the Han army breaks through, they will rush in to expand the results of the battle; if the Han army is defeated, they will stand behind them. Let them continue to rush.

Look around the large formation like a wall of people. The people from the Wuzhenchaoha Heavy Artillery Battalion who rushed over yesterday are already in place. The huge iron cannons are so eye-catching in the crowd. When thinking of these iron bumps spitting fire, Ma Guangyuan felt goosebumps and felt hot all over his body.

The fighting during this period was really frustrating. The Ming army was huddled in Guancheng and could not come out. They wanted to rush forward to attack the key points. Various types of firearms emerged in endlessly. From a distance, people could lose a layer of skin. It was not easy to step on the corpse. As they got closer, several abominable low walls and trenches blocked the way. The Ming soldiers inside stabbed spears, shot arrows, and fired blunderbuss through wooden fences. Even an iron man could melt when he got close, and even had the chance to fight hand-to-hand. None.No matter how brave a warrior is, there is nothing he can do if he encounters this kind of thing.

Ma Guangyuan's soldiers also died hundreds of people in this kind of meat grinder. He hated it so much that his teeth itched, but what can he do?The small cannons of the Qing army couldn't hit them at all, so we had to fight closer. The Ming army spotted them before pushing them a few steps, and then fired them from a distance. Iron bullets weighing ten catties could smash the cast iron cannons to pieces.

Looking forward to the stars and looking forward to the moon, I finally looked forward to the Qing Dynasty's heavy artillery battalion with the same long range. With them, the Ming army could smash it to pieces even if they were hiding in a tortoise shell.

Sure enough, as soon as the cannon in red appeared, the Ming army came out in a panic.

Hehe, there are times when you are afraid too!

With a smile on his face, Ma Guangyuan tightly squeezed the big knife that was longer than his own height, feeling very relieved: Fuck your mother!Finally willing to come out, see if I don't cut you down, you don't know how powerful our Han Eight Banners Army is!

Chagu stood confidently on the right side of the former army. On his left and right sides were the thick barrels of the red-clothed cannons. The barrels were bigger than his head and extremely strong. They were carefully crafted by Shenyang Cannon Casters. The high-grade guns are much stronger than those of the Ming army, and the possibility of bombing is very small. As long as they are operated properly, it will be no problem to fire dozens of cannons in a row. This is also the source of Chagu's confidence.

He rode a horse and inspected the circle. When the sun rose to three feet above the treetops, all the heavy artillery had already been placed. They were arranged according to the density of ten cannons on the left and right sides of the formation, and the positions were two feet apart. , Wangshan adjusted to the distance of five miles in front of the battle.

Five miles is the limit of the normal range of the red cannon, and it is also the distance that Dorgon expected to engage in battle with the Ming army.

Now the two armies are about ten miles apart, and after the three-way drum, when the battle officially begins, they should move forward from each other and move towards the middle.

Both Ma Guangyuan and Chagu were smiling, as were many people in the Qing army formation. In their view, this formation was foolproof.All possible countermeasures of the Ming army are calculated. If the Ming army stands still, the Qing army's infantry will move forward slowly under the cover of the shield car, stay out of the opponent's range, and wait for their own heavy artillery to come forward. Under the protection of the cavalry, they pushed forward step by step until they could reach the large formation of the Ming army, and began shelling the Ming army to suppress the Ming army's weapons. The Qing army took the opportunity to rush forward and defeated them in one fell swoop; To put it simply, the Ming army without the protection of firearms is a dish at any time.

Dorgon thought so too, so he was laughing too.

The banner above the head is sweeping, and the long tassel is in hand, it is about to restrain the fierce horse Wang Huan.

He looked at the sky, it was almost two o'clock every day, there was no cloud in the sky, the autumn sun was shining warmly, making people feel comfortable, and the wind blowing from the top of the mountain brought the coolness of the green mountains, which made people feel comfortable Gotta want to shout.

It's a good scene for fighting.Dorgon thought.

He waved his hand, and Jiala Erzhen, a member of Gebush Xianchao Ha Camp who was following him, immediately ordered to go down, and more than ten cowhide drums on the high place began to beat "dong dong dong".

Hearing the sound of the drum, Dorgon felt an unknown fire in his heart. On the second night when he came to Shiling Pass, that is, the night after tens of thousands of people died for the first time to tackle the pass, the night was quiet, the moon was black and windy. When it was high, a group of Ming soldiers who did not know where they came from suddenly emerged from the towering mountains, smeared their faces like a group of mountain chiefs, their bodies were pitch black, and they looked like evil spirits.

This group of people rushed directly to the rear army's supply camp, killing and beheading everyone they saw, as viciously as if their lives were being threatened.Of course, there were rotating troops patrolling the camp of the Qing army, but the focus of defense was the area facing the Ming army in the front. The supply camp at the back was in the mountains. No one could have imagined that the Ming army would emerge from here and be caught off guard. By the time they reacted and mobilized reinforcements, it was already too late.

The vicious Ming army brought kerosene to burn the large tents hoarding food and supplies, and ran away after lighting it up.A fire burned thousands of tents, and countless items and luggage were burned, which made Dorgon heartbroken for several days.

A lot of the big cowhide drums were burned, and the dozen or so drums were urgently transported from other places. Otherwise, the army would fight without even a single drum. Wouldn't it be ridiculous?
With the sound of drums and horns, Dorgon became more and more angry, but getting angry before battle is a big taboo. As a veteran veteran, Dorgon knew it very well, so he suppressed his anger forcibly and kept using: " Alright, alright, I'm about to catch that kid!" to comfort myself with the thought.

Li Guoying, the commander-in-chief of the Han army standing at the forefront of the Qing army's formation, drew his sword in his hand, put down the iron nose guard on his helmet, and roared, "Come in!"

The Han army formation of 2 people from the left and right echoed in unison: "Go in!"

The sound is like rolling raging waves, and the air is like the waves of the sky.

Hundreds of shield chariots were pushed up, countless soldiers followed behind, and began to move forward with unhurried steps. The soldiers with knives were in front, and a large number of archers fell behind, maintaining the same position as the shield chariot. The speed began to press forward like a hill moving.

The flags are unfurled, the armor is covering the sky, and the mighty aura is almost sweeping the whole earth.

Dorgon eagerly took the binoculars handed over by his entourage, pulled it away and closed his eyes. He wanted to see how the Ming army would react.

The people around him also tried to open their eyes wide, looking into the distance.

The Ming army moved!

Almost at the same time as the Han army moved forward, the Ming army also began to move forward, at the same speed as the Qing army.

The white armor is so conspicuous in the bright sunlight, it is impossible not to look at it. The front row of the Ming army is a row of iron shield bearers. The shining white shields and white helmets look like a group of silver armor The Heavenly Soldiers walked like a single person, and at a glance, they looked like a white square box moving on the ground.

Dorgon's eyes only stayed on the Kuizhou Army infantry for a second, then moved to the sides.

There was the Kuizhou cannon that he was deeply afraid of.

(End of this chapter)