Chapter 617 The fifth round: chain and chain again
"Ah?" Lan
"this?!"
Hou Fangyu froze on the spot for a moment.
Hong Chengchou also suddenly grasped the monocular telescope in his hand.
What's going on? Why did the Green Camp's artillery position suddenly explode?
Could it be that the red-coated cannons of the Ming Army launched a counterattack? But that’s not right. The muzzle flash of the red-coated cannons was not seen on the Ming army’s gun platform, and it was impossible for the shelling to have such a scene, right?
Soon, a huge explosion filled their ears.
Hou Fangyu reacted instantly: "Landmine, it's a mine formation!" Lan
Hong Chengchou even lost his temper and roared: "Serial plan, what a thief, what a Yan Yingyuan, this is his carefully designed serial plan, we fell into Yan Yingyuan's serial plan!"
"Serial plan?" Hou Fangyu looked confused, "What serial plan?"
"Yan Yingyuan did it on purpose!" Hong Chengchou continued to roar, "He deliberately gave us two turrets, just to lure us into being fooled, and to lure us to pull the red cannon to the front of the first turret to fight with him.
The Ming army bombarded us, and then used the minefields laid in advance to blow up our red cannons!"
"Can't you?" Hou Fangyu said dumbfounded, "Can this be expected in advance?"
"What's so difficult about this matter? To put it bluntly, it's worthless!" Hong Chengchou was so filled with regret at this moment that he waved his hands and continued to roar, "Yan Yingyuan deliberately loaded his red cannon with hundreds of bullets, killing a large number of Eight Banners.
The Han army just wanted to lure us into reloading hundreds of bullets."
"Although a hundred bullets have great lethality, their range is not far."
"In order to ensure a large number of Ming army casualties, the closer the better." Lan
"So our artillery position can only be in front of the slope protection of the first heavy gun platform, so Yan Yingyuan only needs to bury the mines there. Damn it, he should have thought of it a long time ago!"
After a pause, he gritted his teeth and said: "This guy is really cunning and cunning, and he is always following one another, making him very difficult to guard against..."
Speaking of this, Hong Chengchou suddenly paused.
Hou Fangyu turned around subconsciously and asked, "Hong Butang, why don't you speak?"
Hong Chengchou suddenly yelled: "Oh no! The matter is not over yet. Yan Yingyuan must have a back-up plan. There will be another chain after another. The outer trenches are not safe!"
"Landmines!" Hou Fangyu's expression suddenly changed, "There are also mine arrays in the outer trenches!"
"Ming Jin!" Hong Chengchou had already roared, and his voice was almost broken. "Hurry up and call for gold, withdraw your troops, let Datong Town withdraw, let Datong Town withdraw, quickly..." Lan
Hong Da quickly rang the gong on the hanging chariot.
However, the Eight Banners Han troops in the trenches ahead showed no response.
Hong Dabian said with a grimace: "Master, the distance is too far."
"And the battlefield is too noisy." Hou Fangyu also said with a dark face, "You can't hear anything from the front."
It was indeed inaudible from the front, because the gunfire on the battlefield never stopped, and from time to time, gunpowder barrels exploded, making huge explosions. These noises were enough to cover up the sound of gongs in the distance.
"Then put up the signal light!" Hong Chengchou said, "Hang up the signal light!"
"Oh, yes, the signal light." Hong Da woke up like a dream.
Immediately, he and his servants quickly hung out the signal lights.
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Yan Yingyuan also saw the traffic light.
"Do you think of retreating now? It's already too late!"
Yan Yingyuan snorted coldly, then turned around and shouted: "Send the order, detonate the land mine array!"
For today's battle, Yan Yingyuan prepared a total of 10,000 new types of landmines, and carefully organized them into two consecutive mine arrays, Tianzi and Dizi, to deal with the artillery troops and infantry regiments of the Jiannu slaves respectively.
Guo Zisheng behind him immediately shouted: "Yan gave me an order to detonate the land mine array!" Lan
Accompanied by shouts one after another, the dozen or so students in charge of igniting the fire lit the fuses at the same time, and more than a dozen sets of fuses immediately started to burn forward rapidly.
Yan Yingyuan once again raised the telescope and aimed his field of vision at the gun platform trench ahead.
Because the height was not high enough, we could not clearly see what was going on in the trench in front of us, but we could imagine it with our buttocks. At this time, the slaves crowded in the trench must have been retreating.
However, how could an army of nearly ten thousand people retreat so easily?
How long does it take from seeing the light signal, to confirming the order, then to the front line commander giving the order, and finally to conveying the retreat order to the battalions, sentries, and teams below one by one?
And you can't walk too fast, otherwise you will easily run away.
For an army, retreat is the greatest test.
So although it takes time for the fuse to burn, Yan Yingyuan is not in a hurry.
After about five minutes, a dazzling red light suddenly burst out from the trenches of the first and second level gun platforms in front of them, lighting up the night sky again.
The Jian slaves in the trench were blown up.
Jie Yuancai was completely numb at this time.
"Jianheng, when did you plant the landmine?"
"While you're sleeping." Yan Yingyuan smiled and said, "You can't do this work during the day, you can only do it at night."
After a pause, Yan Yingyuan shouted again and again: "Send the order, blow the charge bugle, and the 7th Infantry Brigade will counterattack across the board. Kill the slave infantry in the trench and the slave artillery outside the trench!"
"Yan gave the order and the 7th Infantry Brigade counterattacked across the board!"
The loud bugle sound soon sounded: "Du-da-du-du-du-du-du-du..."
The next moment, more than 4,000 soldiers of the Ming Dynasty held flintlock guns with bayonets and launched a tidal wave of charge. The posture was really like a huge hurricane wave, which was nothing more than overwhelming mountains and seas.
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Wang Fuchen originally thought about breaking up the queen, but when he saw this posture, he immediately became frightened.
This guy is also very lucky, and the dense array of mines just now didn't kill him.
As a veteran of many battles, Wang Fuchen knew better than anyone that personal bravery would be of no use at this time. Not to mention the Ming army, even a swarm of ants could overwhelm him.
"Get away!" Wang Fuchen pushed aside the two Eight Banners Han troops in front of him without hesitation.
After pushing aside two Eight Banners Han troops, Wang Fuchen captured another one.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The unlucky Han army was caught by Wang Fuchen like an eagle catching a chicken and thrown aside.
However, there were so many Eight Banners and Han troops standing in front of them that Wang Fuchen could not squeeze through.
Fortunately, Wang Fuchen has extremely rich life-saving experience, so this difficulty is not difficult for him.
"You are a thief!" Wang Fuchen jumped up and stepped directly on the shoulder helmet of the Eight Banners Han Army, which was stacked with people. Then he jumped up with his helmet, grabbed the edge of the trench with both hands, and climbed up again.
Up.
Once on the platform, Wang Fuchen threw off his long legs and ran towards the east desperately.
Wang Fuchen was tall and long-legged, and had rich experience in escaping. The other Eight Banners and Han troops did not have this ability.
So not long after, the Ming army caught up with the fleeing Eight Banners and Han troops. First they fired a volley, and then they stabbed them with bayonets. The Eight Banners and Han troops fell in a pool of blood row by row.
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Hong Chengchou watched this scene through a telescope and almost died on the spot.
This time it was really over. Not only the attacking green battalion but also the two hundred red cannons were over. Wang Fuchen's 10,000 elite infantry were definitely over as well. These were the most capable elites among the Eight Banners Han Army!
Thinking of this, Hong Chengchou felt really regretful.
If I had known this, I should have sent infantry from another town.
However, there is no regret medicine in the world, you can only admit your defeat.
"Yan Yingyuan!" Hong Chengchou turned his eyes to the Chenguantun camp of the Ming army.
"Today we have learned a lesson from our headquarters, but the competition between you and me has just begun!"
Hou Fangyu was still a little unwilling, and said sharply: "Hong Butang, can this be the end of it?"
"Otherwise?" Hong Chengchou sighed, "Invest more Eight Banners and Han troops to launch a counterattack? It's useless! At this time, the morale of our Qing soldiers has been depleted. If we continue to fight, we will only increase casualties."
Hou Fangyu also fell into silence for a while.
...Lan
The night passed and the sky became brighter.
The Ming army is still cleaning the battlefield.
An Eight Banners Han soldier who was pretending to be dead suddenly jumped up and ran away.
"Stop, or we'll shoot!" the Ming army behind him immediately issued a warning.
However, the Eight Banners Han army ignored him and just kept running forward.
Immediately there was a gunshot, and the Eight Banners Han Army was shot in the back. Under the influence of inertia, he ran forward a few steps before slumping to the ground. After falling to the ground, he twitched twice and stopped moving.
Yan Yingyuan and Jie Yuancai happened to see this scene when they came to the battlefield surrounded by all the disciples.
However, Yan Yingyuan did not mean to blame him at all. Instead, he told the Ming army soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield to be careful not to be harmed by the Jiannu who pretended to be dead.
After giving his instructions, Yan Yingyuan called the brigade commander of the 7th Infantry Brigade to him.
The commander of the 7th brigade was also a diligent scholar, and happily said to Yan Yingyuan: "Brother Jianheng, in this battle last night we killed more than 6,000 slaves, including more than 4,000 Eight Banners Han troops and two Green Camp soldiers.
More than a thousand.”
"In addition, more than 7,000 flintlock muskets and 200 red cannons were seized."
The number of flintlock guns seized was more than the number of Jiannu slaves killed, which is normal.
Because many slaves took off their armor and even threw away their weapons when they escaped.
Speaking of this meal, the brigade commander said with some regret, "It's a pity that these firearms are so bad."
"Only more than six thousand were killed?" Yan Yingyuan was a little dissatisfied, "It seems that a lot of them escaped."
There were at least 10,000 Jiannu infantry who went into the attack last night, as well as 200 red cannons. If one cannon is equipped with 30 green soldiers, there are still 6,000, which adds up to 16,000!
In other words, most of the Jiannu who participated in the battle last night ran away.
But this is reasonable, after all, it is just a defeat.
Xie Yuancai was very satisfied: "Brother Jianheng, this is already pretty good."
"That's right." Yan Yingyuan said with a smile, "According to the information provided by the secret reconnaissance department, the total number of red cannons in Jiannu was only about 900. Excluding the cannons left in Beijing, Hong Chengchou only had about 500 at best. If it were like
If the defeat like last night happens one or two more times, Hong Chengchou's army will immediately lose its ability to attack fortresses."