Chapter 530 The general offensive of building slaves
"Ho! Ho! Ho!"
Huang Deheng followed his companions and pushed the sidecar hard, approaching step by step.
The battlefield ahead was completely blocked by the sidecars' fenders and nothing could be seen, but on the left and right sides were the Eight Banners Han Army's companions and sidecars.
All you can see are the formations of the Eight Banners and Han troops.
Looking back, we see the Eight Banners Manchuria carriage.
The carriages of the Eight Banners and Manchuria are also made of elm or locust trees, but they are stronger and heavier than the side carriages. The side carriages usually only weigh 600 kilograms, but the carriages weigh over a thousand kilograms!
Looking at the truck following behind him, Huang Deheng suddenly felt safer than ever before.
This wave has stabilized. This wave is no longer a test attack, but a general attack. If nothing happens, the Ming army on the opposite side will definitely not be able to withstand it.
Huang Deheng even began to long for it.
If you win this battle, there should be many rewards.
He didn't dare to think about rewarding the slaves with coats. After all, he had just raised the flag not long ago. According to past practice, it was impossible to reward him with coats so soon.
But it is still possible to reward more than ten acres of land.
Thinking that he would soon acquire more than ten acres of land, Huang Deheng was very motivated.
"Roar! Roar! Roar!" Huang Deheng pushed the sidecar harder and roared at the top of his voice. His roar inspired his companions around him to work harder.
In order to avoid guiding the Ming army's artillery, the Qing army advanced in the dark.
Because there is no light, Huang Deheng can only see very close distances. No matter how far away he is, he can't see anything clearly, but his hearing is not affected.
The Ming army's artillery has already begun firing.
As a veteran who has participated in many wars, Huang Deheng can already distinguish the gun type through the sound.
The Ming army's red cannon emits a piercing scream of "Hunt, hunt, hunt", as if it can tear the air apart. This kind of cannon is the greatest threat to the Qing army. Sidecars and carriages are like paper in front of it.
There is no difference. Basically, they will be destroyed by one shot. The Eight Banners Han troops or Eight Banners Manchu troops hiding behind sidecars or carriages are usually killed in a long line.
Fortunately, the possibility of being hit by the Ming army's red cannon is still very small.
I don't know how far I walked, but Huang Deheng heard another kind of cannon sound, which sounded like the sound of firecrackers.
Immediately afterwards, the front fender of the side car made a sound like rain hitting banana trees. Huang Deheng knew that this was the Ming Army's Crouching Tiger Cannon that had begun to fire. What hit the fender of the side car was the lead of the Crouching Tiger Cannon.
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Therefore, Huang Deheng subconsciously shrank his neck and lowered his body as much as possible.
Because Huang Deheng knew very well that the cotton armor he was wearing, which was given to him by his former "master", could not stop the lead from the Crouching Tiger Cannon, and a lead from the Crouching Tiger Cannon could seriously injure him.
In the current weather in Liaodong, serious injury would mean death.
Because the Qing army would not waste resources on seriously injured soldiers, they would most likely execute them collectively.
Therefore, Huang Deheng was very careful. Even though the front fender of the sidecar was seven or eight feet high, he still kept his head down as much as possible.
Amidst the loud and uniform chants, the wall of sidecars of the Eight Banners Han Army and the wall of carriages of the Eight Banners Manchuria slowly but unstoppably approached the Ming army's formation.
"Crack! Bang! Hunt, hunt, hunt..."
"Help, my leg, help me, ah..."
"Ergou, give me a hand, I don't want to die, I want to go home..."
The screams of artillery shells, the shattering of sidecars, and the wails of the Eight Banners Han soldiers before they were seriously injured or dying were all intertwined, but Huang Deheng was already indifferent to this.
Because he knows very well that once on the battlefield, there is no retreat.
Once they turn around, the Eight Banners Manchurians who follow behind them will chop off their heads without hesitation.
"Hunt, hunt, hunt..." Another particularly harsh scream of cannonballs sounded, followed by a loud bang, then the sound of cracking boards, and even sharp hard objects and warm liquids splashed on his face.
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Just by feeling, Huang Deheng knew that the hard object was the fragments of wood that flew out after the sidecar shattered.
As for the warm liquid with a salty smell, it could only be the blood or brains of his companions.
Behind the sidecar that was walking next to Huang Deheng, a long line of people fell instantly from front to back. At least a dozen Eight Banners Han soldiers had their limbs broken or their heads were smashed.
But no one cared. Huang Deheng and the others moved the sidecar slightly inward, and the Eight Banners Han Army on the other side also moved the sidecar slightly inward.
Soon, the gap caused by the lack of a sidecar was closed.
The car formation during the attack is basically like this. If the front row is damaged, the back row will quickly make up for it. If the last row of the car formation is damaged, it will shrink from the outside inward.
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The central phalanx of the Ming Army.
Because it was too dark, Xu Yingwei couldn't see the battlefield clearly from the chao car, so he simply got off the command chao car and came to the artillery camp position to watch the field artillery shelling Jiannu.
This time it was a general attack, and Jiannu launched an attack from four directions at the same time.
Therefore, the field artillery of the Ming Army did not need to re-lock the shooting parameters after firing a shot, because even if the shooting parameters changed and the fired shells were deflected, they would basically still land on Jiannu's head.
Therefore, one hundred 4-inch field guns in the Ming Army's artillery battalion were firing continuously.
The artillery of the Ming army was basically well-trained and extremely skilled.
Whether you use a brush to extinguish the sparks in the gun barrel, use a cloth to wipe the remaining moisture in the gun barrel, or use a gun barrel with a hook to clean the paper and debris in the gun barrel, it is all quick and in place.
The action of loading the shells is also fast and good, and finally I use the ignition rod to light the cannon.
At this time, the ignition method of the Ming army's artillery had transitioned from the previous red-hot iron drill to the ignition rod, which was almost a large match. After it was lit, it was inserted into the gun door, and the shell was ignited.
Because of the well-trained training, the whole set of operation movements is performed smoothly.
Therefore, the rate of fire of the Ming Army's 4-inch field artillery can already reach one round every three minutes!
However, for the current battle, this rate of fire is still a bit slow.
After only three rounds of fighting, Jiannu had already advanced not far from the outer square formation of the Ming army.
"Report...Jiannu has approached the northeast corner to within 80 steps. Please ask Brigadier Gu for instructions, do you want to open fire?"
"Don't worry, wait until Jian Nu approaches thirty steps before firing!"
"Report...Jiannu is approaching within sixty steps from the southwest corner!"
"Tell Lu Xiangtong to hold on!"
"Report, Jian Nu is approaching fifty steps from the northwest corner!"
"Understood, wait until Jian Nu approaches within thirty steps before reporting."
The communications troops continued to transmit the information about Jiannu back to the Central Formation. Xu Yingwei looked calm and composed on the surface, but he was actually panicking inside. At such a moment, it was impossible not to be nervous.
It is extremely difficult for Xu Yingwei to remain calm on the surface.
The Gao Qi Di next to him was so nervous that his teeth were chattering.
"Xu Gijian, can we win?" Gao Qiqian asked tremblingly.
"Of course we can." Xu Yingwei responded decisively, "The Ming Dynasty will win!"
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Dorgon found that he had become a little nervous.
This discovery made Dorgon feel a little ashamed.
What's going on? It's just a battle involving 100,000 people, but it actually makes him so nervous? He is the de facto emperor of the Qing Dynasty, how can he be so uncontrollable?
Breathing a sigh of relief, Dorgon raised the monocular again.
However, the field of vision was still dark and nothing could be seen.
Ning Wanwo, who was standing nearby, said quietly: "Master, it's the darkest time of the day now, Master, but it will be bright in half an hour."
Fan Wencheng continued: "By then, our Qing soldiers will have won."
Hong Chengchou also echoed: "If nothing else happens, our Qing soldiers will definitely be able to end the battle before dawn, but I don't know if they can capture Chongzhen alive? If we can capture Chongzhen alive, that would be great."
Although they knew clearly that Hong Chengchou and others were catering to him,
But Dorgon still felt very good after hearing this.
"Preach my will." Dorgon even issued a decree.
"Try to capture Chongzhen alive as much as possible. Anyone who captures Chongzhen alive will be awarded a first-class uncle!"
Dozens of fast horses flew away immediately, and soon informed the entire army of Dorgon's decree. After receiving the decree, the Qing army officers and soldiers immediately became more morale. The reward of the first-class uncle was too tempting.
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However, Geng Jimao once again felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.
This time when they went to Liaodong, the chief general of the Eight Banners Han Army was still King Kong Youde of Gongshun, his deputy generals were Geng Jimao and Shang Keyi, King Zhishun Shang Kexi and King Huaishun Geng Zhongming followed Sony to Dagokou.
"Uncle, I have an ominous premonition." Geng Jimao came to Kong Youde.
"Shut up!" Kong Youde was frightened for a moment, but the terrifying scene in Xuzhou came to mind, and he thought that Ji Mao, a naughty boy, had a crow's mouth that was not ordinary.
"Uncle, I am serious." Geng Jimao said with a dark face.
"If the situation changes after a while, we have to run quickly, otherwise it will be too late."
"I told you to shut up!" Kong Youde wished he could slap Geng Jimao in the face with a big slap in the face. He said to himself that this naughty boy really didn't want to pick up any of the pots. The war had just begun, and he was thinking of running away.
Why can't you hope for something better? Why don't you want the Qing soldiers to win the war?
"My eldest nephew, look at your little potential." Shang Keyi came over and mocked.
Shang Keyi is just as old as Geng Jimao, but because his brother Shang Kexi and Geng Zhongming are considered brothers, he is one generation older than Geng Jimao.
"Fuck you, who is your eldest nephew?"
Geng Jimao did not want to recognize Shang Keyi as an elder.
The two were bickering when something unexpected happened ahead.
