Comparing it to places like Kaifeng City, Yanshan Mountain in the North, and Xiangzhou; under the current situation, there are all kinds of calculations and conspiracies beyond the light of swords and shadows.
The battles on the main battlefield of Zhuxian Town are always the same.
The main theme every day is always the golden army taking turns to attack, attack, and attack again. No matter how heavy the casualties are, new troops will soon join the battle.
Using such a method, manpower and equipment on both sides are constantly being consumed.
Human life has become so cheap at this moment.
But under the power of swords, arrows, muskets and cannonballs, everything is fair.
No matter who they were, whether they were military leaders of the Jin Kingdom, powerful men, or ministers of the Song Dynasty, all they needed was a sharp arrow or a bullet to kill them all.
In every day, the combined casualties of both sides were at least 10,000 to 20,000...
"Damn it! Why isn't it getting dark yet~"
I raised my head and glanced at the setting sun on the horizon. It was about to completely set, and then it would get dark. It would still be dark for at least half an hour.
Immediately, a very indignant curse came out of Lao Tie's mouth.
All because today is the first year of Maode, the ninth day of October, around six o'clock in the afternoon.
If calculated carefully, the current attack that has just started in the afterglow of the sunset is already the seventh attack launched by the Jinren side.
In the previous six attacks, he was on the right wing.
The soldiers of the 1st Independent Artillery Brigade and the 3rd Infantry Division were almost exhausted.
And if we follow the Jin people's routine in recent days, they will not attack at night because the Han people under their command have a lot of night blindness.
So if the time is pushed back half an hour, wouldn't the attack in front of them not happen, so that they can relax a little bit?
It's just that there is everything in this world, but there is no such thing as if.
Facing today's theoretically supposed to be the last battle, the New Army soldiers on the Song Dynasty's position were kicked and beaten by the officers.
Regardless of their extremely exhausted bodies after a day of high-intensity fighting, they began to form formations one after another.
The attack launched by the Jin this time, just like every previous start, was still preceded by a large number of poorly made shield vehicles.
Good guy! With hundreds of thousands of golden soldiers gathered together, they need fires for cooking and heating, as well as a large number of shield vehicles that are consumed in every day's battle.
I am afraid that Zhuxian Town and the forest within a hundred miles of Kaifeng City will be chopped down by these golden men.
In the position behind the shield car, there are a large number of archers and crossbowmen, these long-range troops, as well as melee troops such as axemen and spearmen.
Of course, in the last position, there is also a cavalry unit ready to charge at any time.
In the process of the Jin people's continuous advancement, when the shield car entered a range of two miles.
In terms of range, the two Napoleon field guns, the 12-pounder and the 6-pounder, were the first to fire; immediately demonstrating the power of the artillery as the 'god of war'.
Whether it's a 12-pound cannonball or a 6-pounder cannonball.
As long as they are not hit empty every time, those shield vehicles that look quite solid can be beaten to pieces very easily, as if they were made of paper shells.
Then, the cannonballs, still carrying wild force, continued to move forward, smashing into the bodies and limbs of many unlucky people. After creating a bloody alley in the queue of golden men, these cannonballs stopped.
By this time, the entire shell was covered in blood.
However, under the pressure of the junior officers of the Jin army, some of the general's personal soldiers, and the supervising troops behind them, the attacking infantry troops of the Jin army still maintained a staggering desire to fight.
Still maintaining a relatively complete formation, they advanced towards the position at a steady pace.
In such a situation where one could only take a beating but could not fight back, something changed after the leading shield car slowly advanced to a position within a hundred steps.
Those were the Jin archers and crossbowmen, and they finally began to cover the New Army position with arrows.
In particular, the location of the artillery that has been adjusted and is now directly deployed on the right wing position is the focus of attention.
Even though Lao Tie had arranged for many swordsmen and shields to be guarded in front of the artillery positions a long time ago, there were still unlucky gunners from time to time who fell down after screaming in agony.
Under the cover of the rain of arrows, a large number of golden soldiers also began to charge.
Faced with such a situation, the sound of "Fire~" kept ringing from the position, and at the same time, bursts of gunfire also rang out.
Just compared to the past few days, the sound of such volleys of gunfire was already a bit messy.
There is no way! As a large number of veterans have suffered casualties, even after adding some civilians with certain training on the right flank, the total strength is now only more than 6,000.
A large number of officers are squad leaders promoted from the front line and even ordinary soldiers.
Even 40% of the troops under their command are veterans.
In this way, even if the original three-stage attack was replaced by a four-stage attack, the firepower of the muskets on the position was still severely reduced.
What's wrong? Every time they opened fire, many civilians knocked out all the pipes out of nervousness.
These muskets were temporarily scrapped until the battle was over and the stabbing strips were retrieved.
Fortunately, after continuous bombardment by a large number of artillery, especially after the artillery fired with shotguns, the extent and density of the golden soldiers rushing forward were greatly reduced.
Amidst the chaotic sound of musketry, the remaining Jin infantrymen who rushed forward were knocked to the ground one after another.
Even if these golden men were not beaten to death, they still let out extremely miserable screams after falling to the ground.
Not only the wounds after they were slandered, but also produced a kind of severe pain that was more intense than that of swords and arrows.
More importantly, there were too many examples in the Wounded Barracks, letting them know that even though such a lead bullet may not look big, the lead poison in it is more powerful than the arrowheads they soaked in horse manure water.
If someone is shot in the chest, abdomen, etc., he will basically lie down for a few days before the wound rots and he dies.
If one's hands and feet were shot, he might still be able to survive after being chopped off in time; but these days, if one's hands and feet are chopped off, it would be better to die.
As soon as they were shot, these golden people were filled with fear.
At the same time, the new troops on the battlefield continued to fall to the ground after being hit by arrows.
In short, in the entire battle process above, there is nothing new at all compared to the previous battles; but for the commanders of the Jin people, Wanyan Zongwang, Wanyan Zonghan and others, what new ideas do they want?
As long as they rely on such a method to wear down the Song people to a sufficient level of weakness, so that they can finally win with a decisive victory under the charge of heavy cavalry...
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After the battle lasted for more than ten minutes, I saw in the telescope lens a location three miles away.
A Jin cavalry team of 10,000 people, among which there are about three thousand-man teams, that is, a force of 3,000 cavalry, is waving under the flag of the central army.
Suddenly, they drew their war horses, pulled out a quite wide battle line, and charged towards the back of the scene.
Under the helmet he was wearing at that time, Barong had a large piece of obvious gauze exposed. He didn't know why. But he always felt that something was wrong on the battlefield.
After about three to five seconds, the guy finally realized that something important was missing.
It seemed that it had been half a minute since I heard the sound of the cannon.
As a result, the acting deputy commander of the 3rd Infantry Division, who had placed his command position directly on the front line, immediately became angry.
You read that right, Barong is now the acting commander of the Third Division.
As for his predecessor, War Dog, he was killed in battle after holding on to the position for two days.
To be more precise, when the Jin cavalry was about to break through the position, the four guards beside the leader pushed forward with their arms around the explosive pack.
In the violent explosion, the Jin cavalry troops had to retreat.
Then, when the poor war dog couldn't even find a slightly larger piece of meat, Barong took over as the acting deputy commander of the 3rd Infantry Division, a position with an alarming casualty rate.
And on the first day he took office in a hurry, in the first battle, his head was opened by the golden man.
After realizing that the artillery had not fired on the battlefield for a long time.
After Barong turned his head, he faced Chang Tie, the deputy brigade of the First Independent Artillery Brigade, who was about ten meters away to his left and cursed at the top of his lungs:
"Old man! Are you trying to fish?
Instead, let your Napoleon cannons fire quickly; you didn't see that the cavalry on the other side had already charged. If there is no artillery fire to suppress them, do you want me to hold them back with my life?"
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Lao Tie felt huge grievance and turned around and cursed:
"Do you want me to open a hammer for you? You forgot that in the past time, you have been shouting, old man, knock out that shield car for me.
Old man, kill that captain.
Lao Tie, give me some shotguns and kill those soldiers.
Damn it! Don’t you know that the barrel of an artillery needs to dissipate heat when it is fired for a long time? And the faster the firing frequency, the faster the barrel gets hot.
Now that the barrel of the gun can be used to light cigarettes, tell me how to fire it. Whose responsibility is it to worry about exploding the barrel?"
After hearing this sentence, the huge anger in Barong's heart turned into a mouthful of saliva and he spat it out heavily.
As a person who claims to ‘know a little bit of everything’, he is like a snake oil.
Lao Tie shouted that "cannons need to be cooled down", and of course Balong knew it very well.
The key problem is that the Jin commanders on the opposite side are a bit too grand.
Ever since we discovered that the right wing of their Third Infantry Division had suffered heavy casualties among its recruits, it could only recruit a small number of civilians, so it was slightly inferior in strength.
In the recent battle, they were treated as soft persimmons.
The key area of every attack was their right wing; they completely regarded their place as the breakthrough point of the entire battlefield.
This is also the biggest reason why Hu Biao was willing to deploy the entire First Independent Artillery Brigade.
Especially now, after a day of fighting, the number of casualties among his soldiers was astonishing, and the remaining men were also exhausted.
Now the Jin people have made it clear that today's final battle will be a fierce attack.
For some reason, he felt panicked...
After hearing Lao Tie's roar of "barrel overheating", Barong, a rookie deputy commander, originally wanted to say something.
For example, for the sake of the party-state, we must help our brothers.
But after opening his mouth, he finally suppressed all the words. After spitting heavily in his mouth, he cursed:
"Suicide Squad, come with me~"
After saying that, he held a short blunderbuss in one hand and a five kilogram standard explosive bag in the other, and rushed towards an earth wall.
It was completely a critical moment, the soldier who took the lead and led his soldiers together.
After all, they still can't let their subordinates hold the explosive packs while they watch such a thing from a distance.
After seeing such a scene, Lao Tie also had a huge headache.
Although the Napoleon cannon they cast is made of bronze, the material's ductility is indeed much better than that of a pure iron barrel.
But after being heated by continuous fire, it does not mean that you can pour a bucket of cold water down and force cooling in such a brutal way.
Such a rough approach will only cause many hidden wounds that cannot be seen clearly with the naked eye due to the short-term thermal expansion and contraction of the cannon body.
Seriously shortened, not to mention the service life of these artillery pieces.
Maybe at some point, these hidden injuries will cause the tragedy of a chest explosion.
As the deputy brigade commander of the 1st Independent Artillery Brigade, using such an operation of forced cooling and firing is the biggest irresponsibility for the gunners under his command.
To put it mildly, it is murder.
The problem is that if they don't fire, the volley firepower on the position will become increasingly sparse; those Jin cavalry will rush into the position in a frantic charge, and they will only have one minute at most to rush into the position.
By then, I'm afraid it's time for a rookie like Barong to die.
It didn't work if I fired, and it seemed like it wouldn't work if I didn't fire. For a while, Lao Tie fell into a huge tangle.
Finally, after seeing the Jin cavalry getting closer and closer, Lao Tie roared loudly in his mouth:
"I can't control it anymore, so I pour cold water on it and forcefully cool the barrel.
Then I loaded up the shotgun and opened fire to blast him; I will bear the punishment for violating the regulations by myself~"
Under such an order, buckets of cold water were poured down on the red barrel, and there was a sound of "Bah!" and at the same time, huge white smoke rose.
After pouring several buckets of water in succession, I ignored the fact that the barrel was still a little hot.
A group of gunners took brushes made of pig bristles, dipped them in water and pushed them into the gun barrel to clean them several times. When they were pulled out, the brushes were still emitting billowing white smoke.
After that, he put the fixed propellant bag wrapped in silk and the shotgun shells into it and beat it tightly.
Then, something went wrong.
Because of some production efficiency considerations, the current Napoleon field artillery of the New Army is still the old-fashioned type that requires a torch to be ignited.
Instead of holding a rope, you can fire it by pulling it hard.
So with one poke, the silk bag wrapping the propellant was pierced, and a fuse was inserted, which was equivalent to making all preparations for launch.
The gunners holding torches were all facing the Napoleon cannon in front of them, and they were a little afraid to light it and fire it.
There is no way! The above operations belong to the "Artillery Drill Code of the Song Dynasty" and are strictly prohibited and will be dealt with seriously afterwards.
In such a situation, Lao Tie rushed forward.
After rushing to the nearest 12-pounder Napoleon gun emplacement, I grabbed the torch from a gunner's hand, gritted my teeth, and stretched it towards the fuse.
Thank God, the barrel did not explode.
At most two seconds later, with a loud sound, a large handful of shotguns greeted the cavalry who had already rushed into the distance of 120 to 30 steps.
At least fifteen or six riders were knocked to the ground on the spot.
The cavalry above died on the spot, and the more vigorous horses were also twitching violently, and the effect was astonishingly good.
Lao Tie's approach also boosted the confidence of other gunners, almost at the moment when the cannon sounded.
They all lit the torches in their hands towards the fuse.
This also means that almost three or four seconds later, a total of more than thirty 12-pound and 6-pound cannons fired at the same time.
They formed a huge barrage, knocking down almost all the Jinmen in front of the formation, whether infantry or cavalry, to the ground.
With a huge excitement, Lao Tie shouted in his mouth: "Keep filling, fast, fast, fast~"
One round, two rounds, three rounds, five rounds of shotguns were fired in succession. When Lao Tie pressed the fuse again, a huge wave rose up in front of him.
That was the barrel that had been torn and injured before, and finally couldn't hold it anymore.
Under the force of the explosion, he was thrown far away on the spot and died before landing; he didn't even have time to leave a last word.
But thousands of miles away, the war elephant was holding an elbow and chewing on it.
Suddenly I put my elbow down and felt as if I had lost something important.
If her weird mood at that time had to be described in detail, it would be like a certain shit-sweeper who discovered that his husky was lost, which was quite magical.
Almost at the same time, Barong stood up and threw the explosive bag in his hand.
Before he could retreat behind the earth wall, a Jin man's war horse also jumped over his head, and a mace hit his Tianling Cap.
Somewhat ironically, at this moment, Jin Yifang's Chinese army camp is located.
Wanyan Zongwang saw the Song army moving towards the right wing and a supporting army coming to support them. After they were about to advance into position, he had someone blow the horn sounding to signify the withdrawal of the troops and the end of today's battle.
The Jin cavalry, who breathed a huge sigh of relief, turned their horses around and began to retreat.
The last ray of sunset fell on the bodies of Barong and Lao Tie, giving them a beautiful golden color.
Lame Corn walked over and saw such a scene, and sighed silently.
The main reason is that he doesn't know that after adding some civilians, artillery, and a new netizen tonight, he will still need to stay here tomorrow.
He persisted until the final decisive battle began.
And the final decisive battle should be coming soon; so these damn days are coming to an end...
I feel like everyone is getting tired of watching the war. I will speed up the progress later.
