Chapter 266: When I meet an old friend, the gun fires
Wuwuwuwu... One after another, the sound of horns echoed leisurely in the sky, the rumbling hoofbeats shook the grassland, and the smoke and dust in the sky swept into the sky like a sandstorm. Looking at it getting closer and closer, it was like a torrent of waves.
With the Allied Forces from the Grassland Headquarters, A Ci's face became increasingly gloomy.
Looking back, more than 37,000 Junggar Allied Forces were loosely arranged in a battle line about two miles wide, calmly on this prepared battlefield, waiting for the arrival of the Prairie Headquarters Allied Forces.
On the right side, less than five miles away from the Junggar Allied Forces, was a troop numbering about ten thousand, holding the bright-colored dragon flag of the Ming Dynasty. They were slowly moving forward unhurriedly.
Advance. Finally, we stopped in front of a gentle hill parallel to the Junggar Allied Forces.
"Okay, everyone, please go with me to greet His Majesty, the Ming Emperor."
A Ci squinted his eyes and looked at the Ming army with its bright flags and armor for a long time. Then he gave a deep command, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, loosened the reins, and let the mount rise in the direction of the Ming army.
He ran away with all four hooves.
And a tribal leader behind him couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "Then the Ming Dynasty's Supreme Emperor came, why did he only bring such a small army? Could it be that he thought he could help with just his few troops?
Can our Junggar tribe succeed?"
"Who knows, maybe when the war starts, they will escape faster than anyone else."
The other man curled up his mouth in contempt, raised the riding whip in his hand, and struck the horse beneath him hard. The horse neighed, speeded up instantly, and chased after Asi and the others.
Not to mention other people, even A Qi also had the same doubt in his heart. In his eyes, the combat effectiveness of the Ming Dynasty's army was not at the same level as that of the warriors on the grassland. In the past, if it weren't for that
Yang Hong blocked the way, and the important land of the Xuanfu had long been owned by the grassland. Later, King Sekan was defeated at Dushikou Fort. In Aji's eyes, it was not because of his tip-off, otherwise, I'm afraid it was that person.
His Majesty the Supreme Emperor did not even know when his frontier fortress was lost.
Although A Ci admired Zhu Qizhen's character and courage, he never thought that Zhu Qizhen, the Ming emperor who even learned horse riding on the prairie in the past, would make any blockbuster military moves.
After all, military affairs are not as simple as treating guests to a meal, and it is impossible to think that he can sweep across the desert with more than 10,000 soldiers and horses after reading two pages of the Han Dynasty's military books. Zhu Qizhen has a tough mind and is good at trickery.
, how could you easily put yourself in danger?
one………
It was precisely because of this reason that A Ci did not have any major emotional changes, nor did he listen to the complaints of his subordinates. Instead, he waited quietly for the Ming army to stop and then galloped to meet it. Not only did he
He was going to greet His Majesty the Ming Emperor. He also wanted to find out one more thing. What kind of trump cards did Zhu Qizhen have yet to play? How could he, with only more than 10,000 troops and an extremely arrogant attitude, be able to fight independently against the enemy?
A corner of the battlefield.
"Your Majesty, a small army has come over. It seems to be Aci and the tribal leaders of Junggar." Yang Jun moved the telescope, turned around, and looked at the man who was sitting cross-legged on the pony, leisurely.
Zhu Qi Zhenyan said as he picked up a grass stem and chewed it in his mouth, seeming to taste the bitter and fragrant juice.
"Let them come over. They belong here. I have come to their territory as a guest. They, the former masters, should really come and greet me." Zhu Qizhen spat out the grass stems in his mouth.
He stood up again and looked in the direction that Yang Jun pointed. When he saw the cavalry coming at a fast pace, he couldn't help but curl up his lips slightly. Thinking of the several meetings he had with A Ci in the past, he thought of
When he was trying to escape from the grassland, Ah Ci trapped him with almost no way to escape, almost desperate. If Yang Xin and others hadn't arrived in time with his army, his legendary journey home might not have been possible.
, will become a laughing stock that countless grassland people despise.
When he thought of this, Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but spat angrily, with a bit of anger on his face, we finally meet again."
Gradually, Azhi, who had a serious expression on his face, looked at the Ming army whose appearance and armor could be clearly seen. His pupils could not help but shrink slightly. Except for the five thousand soldiers, they were no different from the Ming army he had seen in the past.
In addition to the Ming army cavalry, the elite Ming army guarded by these five thousand scattered cavalry in the middle were obviously very different from those cavalry.
At least, the armor on their bodies, as well as the fire weapons held by the soldiers or carried on their shoulders, seemed to have changed a lot from the Ming army's equipment in the past. And the dozens of slender weapons, despite the
Although the dark artillery pieces looked much slender than the Ming army artillery pieces in the past, A Ci always felt that those unusually slender artillery pieces looked more like hunting dogs covered in black skin.
, seemed to reveal a more ferocious murderous intention.
And all the leaders and generals of the Junggar tribe who came with Asashi to meet Zhu Qizhen, the Ming Emperor, were also shocked. The six thousand Ming soldiers who were guarding the center of the Ming Dynasty, their team
, as neatly as if they had been cut with a knife and an axe. On the faces full of fierceness and fighting spirit, there were pairs of eyes that looked extremely proud and revealed cold murderous intent.
No one spoke, no one even coughed. Among these six thousand people, apart from the occasional hoof-slapping or tail-flicking neighing of a war horse, the silence among these six thousand people was like a large group of stone sculptures.
There were so many people, but there was not even a sound. Under the iron helmets, there were clearly vivid human faces. Such a contrast made the hearts of these grassland heroes rise up and subconsciously tighten their muscles.
He grabbed the reins of the horse beneath him, fearing that if he or his beloved horse made too big a move, the silent and heart-stopping Ming army would react like a mighty roar.
Although these are just their worries, the feeling of being choked and suffocated is extremely real.
"Who trained this elite?" Ah Ci took a deep breath, and then exhaled it forcefully, as if otherwise, he couldn't get rid of the feeling. When he saw the Ming army in front of him, it gave him
The heavy pressure on my heart.
At this time, the Ming army, which was originally silent as a mountain, heard an order from the center. Then, the Ming soldiers who had sealed the front tightly and seamlessly suddenly moved quickly to both sides.
The orderly movement took only a few breaths, and a passage about several feet wide and more than ten feet deep appeared in front of He Ci and other Junggar tribal leaders who were walking slowly forward and were only a hundred steps away from the Ming army.
came out.
Except for the rapid and orderly footsteps and the collision of clothes and armor, there was still no other noise. Moreover, the actions were so fast and orderly that A Ci and others couldn't help but take a deep breath again. "That old King Yang
I am afraid that none of the elite soldiers have such ability." An older tribal leader couldn't help but sigh and sigh. His words also made the companions around him who were originally full of rebellious expressions start to express their emotions.
He couldn't help but subconsciously take the lead to show his approval.
At this time, from the sudden passage of the rigorous master, a horse team slowly galloped out. The tall and burly leader wore bright yellow armor and walked slowly against the sunshine.
Come on, the sunlight reflected on those bright nail plates looked so dazzling that A Ci and others couldn't help but close their eyes tightly, trying hard to get a clear look at the other person's appearance.
"Old General A'ci, when we parted in the grassland in the past, I thought that we would never see each other again. Unexpectedly, when I set foot on the grassland again, I unexpectedly met an old friend again. Things are really unpredictable." The person wearing bright yellow armor is none other than Zhu Qirong.
, the horse was riding until it was only five feet away from the Aqi, and then Zhu Qizhen stopped his mount and laughed loudly with great energy.
Avoiding the sunlight reflected by the armor, A Qi finally saw clearly the face of the person who came, the face that still looked young and handsome, and the indifferent smile on his face that seemed to be familiar to him.
It gives people a feeling of spring breeze, but now Zhu Qizhen's eyes are sharper than in the past, as if he can look directly into people's hearts with just one glance. If people just look at it, their eyes will be burned, thinking
Trances and impulses to be avoided.
Wearing bright yellow armor, he looks luxurious and majestic, but what is more prominent is his arrogance and arrogance. Although he looks like an obvious and outrageous target, people have the urge to rush up and beat him up, but
A Ci knew very well that the dozens of people standing on the side of Zhu Qizhen were wrapped in iron armor, holding a strange-looking gun in their hands without a lead or incense, with cold and vigilant eyes.
Those knights who have never left him and the leaders of the tribes behind him are definitely the elite among the elite of the Ming army.
Although Aji didn't understand how this weird and novel style of fire weapon could be fired, he could see from the eyes of those Ming soldiers that they valued the weird style of fire weapon in their hands and trusted them extremely.
The weapons in their hands are afraid that if there is a slight movement on their side, those fire systems will mercilessly spray out deadly flames and white smoke.
Perhaps seeing the suspicion in the eyes of Aji and others, Zhu Qizhen smiled, raised his hand and took a sharp weapon from the pro-army knight beside him, then turned sideways and aimed at a person about a hundred steps away.
Then he pulled the trigger, and the hammer lost resistance and instantly hit the iron piece in front of it. The tunnel stone where the tip of the hammer met was in contact with the iron piece.
Under the friction, a cluster of sparks that were almost invisible in the sun appeared.
Sparks were sprayed on the primer that had been prepared in the medicine pool, and there was a chirping sound in an instant. Then, the gun body was set back, and the butt hit the armor on Zhu Qizhen's shoulder.
And the slender gun barrel sprayed out a stream of light white smoke. In the blink of an eye, the bush about a hundred steps away suddenly exploded, and flying branches and leaves rose into the air, and then slowly fell to the ground.
on the ground.
Seeing this scene and hearing the roar of muskets, the hearts of A Ci and others seemed to stop beating for an instant. It was not until Zhu Qizhen slowly put away his guns with a satisfied smile that they seemed to resume breathing.
,
With a grunt, Azhi swallowed hard, and his gaze fell directly on the bush a hundred steps away, which had been blown up by a shot.
Turning back, he landed on the fire gun that Zhu Qizhen continued to play with with a smile.
"Your Majesty, this is" Ah Ci's voice was like a pheasant whose neck had been cut to the point of being severed, and his eyes were as big as they could be. Zhu Qizhen's cool and refreshing movements were also
There was that brief moment of aiming, from when he raised the gun to when he fired it, it only took three fingers at most, or even less than that.
Ah Ci, who has fought countless battles with the Ming army, certainly knows very well that in the past, if Ming soldiers wanted to fire a fire blunderbuss, they had to at least blow the incense first, and then light the fuse of the fire blunderbuss.
Generally speaking, if you can shoot one shot with ten curled fingers, it is considered fast.
Just the speed of this firing had already deeply shocked Na Aci and all the tribal leaders. Their eyes couldn't help but look at the Huotong in the hands of the Ming army soldiers who lined up solemnly.
"This is our Ming Dynasty's new fire system. Oh, it can't be called a fire system anymore, it should be called a musket. This kind of firearm takes about one-third of the time from loading to shooting, which is about one-third of the previous fire gun, or even
Not yet. Haha, so, I named it the Zhengtong type musket. In the near future, the Ming army will be completely equipped with such standard weapons."
"The old general is also a soldier, so he must know that such firearms will greatly help improve the combat effectiveness of our Ming army, right?" Zhu Qizhen handed the handle of the flintlock musket back to the guard beside him.
, glanced at the leaders of the Junggar tribe who had pale faces and frightened eyes, and couldn't help but feel secretly proud in their hearts.
He would not repeatedly give such firearms to these grassland people as gifts. After all, Zhu Qizhen knew very well that the reason why firearms appeared in Europe was due to the achievements of these ancient Mongolians. Zhu Qizhen did not want flintlock muskets to be used as gifts.
This kind of advanced weapon that is at least two hundred to three hundred years ahead of this era is once again transported to Europe thousands of miles away through these guys.
At least, Zhu Qizhen firmly believed that the advanced military equipment would greatly improve the combat effectiveness of the Ming army, which would greatly facilitate the expansion of the Ming Emperor's people's footprints in all directions.
When others master this technology, Zhu Qizhen believes that the Ming Dynasty at that time, with its strong strength, will definitely be able to develop more advanced firearms and artillery, although it cannot be said that the war can be won entirely by relying on advanced weapons.
, However, if the outstanding soldiers who have been on the battlefield have obtained advanced weapons, then the victory does not belong to them, but to whom?!.
