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Chapter 23 Da Ming Black Technology

 Behind the Ming army camp, Chen Huai ran shirtless in front of Zhu Qizhen.

"Your Majesty, can this thing work?"

Zhu Qizhen was busy issuing orders. When he saw him coming, he immediately said: "The Qing family came just in time. Organize more manpower and build five more kilns before sunset!"

"But, Your Majesty..."

Chen Huai originally came to ask for a fight, but he wanted to say that I am a fellow villager from Ping, and I came to fight, not to build a kiln!

Zhu Qizhen said seriously: "Chen Qing's family, the task I entrust you with is very important. The success or failure of this battle depends on you!"

After hearing this, Chen Huaidun felt that he had a great responsibility and hurriedly saluted: "Old minister, I obey the order!"

After saying that, he excitedly asked people to build the kiln.

On the battlefield ahead, Boyan led 20,000 cavalry to cross the river. At this time, he was less than 200 steps away from the Ming army's position. It was like black clouds pressing over the border. Looking from a distance made people breathless.

The scouting horse from the front came to report: "General, the Ming army's position has begun to shrink!"

Upon hearing this, Boyan did not hesitate and shouted: "Charge!"

The cavalry behind them received the order and immediately began to speed up, shouting and swarming forward.

At the same time, there was finally movement in the Ming army's position.

The rattan players in the front row still stood still, and the trebuchet behind them made a creaking sound, which was the Ming army tightening the rope.

Chen Ying slowly raised the knife in his hand and shouted: "Let go!"

I saw huge felt packages being thrown out from the trebuchet, hitting the oncoming Oara cavalry.

When Boyan saw something flying over the Ming army's position, he immediately shouted: "Be careful to avoid it!"

These cavalrymen were highly skilled and made evasive movements on horseback. However, when they saw the large package getting closer and closer, they couldn't help but have doubts in their eyes.

What?

Behind Boyan, a centurion said: "General, it doesn't seem to be a stone?"

Then, everyone watched helplessly as a big bag hit the ground, shattering into pieces with a thud, and smoke and dust suddenly flew everywhere.

In fact, Zhu Qizhen ordered people to build a trebuchet overnight, and the trebuchet was not thrown, but lime.

To be precise, it should be called a lime soot bomb.

Most of the rocks here are limestone. After calcination, quicklime can be formed. This stuff has very active chemical conditions. It generates heat when exposed to water, and its performance is comparable to black powder.

However, the current conditions of the Ming army are very limited and they cannot make complex lime bombs. Zhu Qizhen ordered to cut the felt cloth used to build the tent, wrap the burned lime powder in it, and then throw it out.

If you want to calcine high-purity lime in a temporary earth kiln like this, it will take at least three to five days. If it is hurriedly produced within one day, it can be regarded as a semi-finished product at most.

However, this is not a chemical industry, but a weapon. Although the purity is not high, it is still effective against humans and horses.

At first, the Wala people thought it was ordinary smoke and dust, but they immediately felt something was wrong.

Whether it was a cavalryman or a war horse, their eyes were filled with tears when they were covered with lime powder. Some people subconsciously rubbed their eyes with their hands, but the more they rubbed them, the more uncomfortable they became.

On the Ming army's position, fifty trebuchets went back and forth in circles, and lime bombs hit one after another. The battlefield was filled with smoke and dust, and the air was filled with lime powder.

The Wala people had never seen this kind of black technology before. Everyone covered their mouths and noses, coughed loudly, shed tears, and had a strong burning sensation in their eyes.

The condition of the war horses was even worse. They panicked and ran around like headless flies.

In the Wala camp, they were still preparing their troops, but they saw the front line falling into chaos.

He knew in his heart that what Boyan brought out were all well-trained elite cavalry. Sandstorms often occur in Mobei. These people have long been accustomed to it, and it is impossible to react like this.

There is something wrong with this smoke and dust, it must be caused by the Ming army!

Thinking of this, I didn’t hesitate anymore and quickly ordered my troops to retreat.

After hearing the signal from the Oara people to withdraw their troops, the Ming army was not willing to let them go.

Zhang Fu took the lead and shouted: "Fifth Army Camp, attack!"

The rattan players retreated one after another, and the Ming army rushed in like a tide and rushed into the enemy's formation.

The Oara people had no intention of fighting and evacuated in a hurry, leaving corpses everywhere.

The Ming army did not pursue it in depth, after all, the lime powder in the sky had not dissipated.

"The emperor is mighty, the emperor is mighty!"

In the camp, the soldiers saw Wala's defeat and fled, and couldn't help but surround Zhu Qizhen, shouting excitedly.

In the hearts of all the soldiers, this young emperor is simply the god of war.

When the army was trapped in the earthen fort, the soldiers lacked water, and almost collapsed, it was the emperor who stepped forward and led the army to attack Alazhiyuan and regain the advantage.

Facing the charge of the Ora cavalry, the emperor relied on various whimsical ideas to defend the waves of offensives.

The gunpowder ran out and the soldiers were terrified. However, the emperor relied on black technology to once again disrupt the enemy's attack.

Throughout the ages, the so-called gods of war have been nothing more than this!

Seeing that the soldiers were in high spirits, Zhu Qizhen breathed a sigh of relief and ordered: "The men and horses of each battalion take turns to rest, Chen Huai, don't stop, continue to burn lime!"

"Yes!"

Now Chen Huai has completely transformed into the captain of the construction team. His daily tasks include digging pits and burning kilns.

"Chen Ying, Chen Ying!"

"Your Majesty, I'm here!"

Chen Ying trotted all the way up and panted: "Your Majesty, in the battle just now, thirteen trebuchets were broken, and I am arranging for people to repair them!"

Zhu Qizhen knew in his heart that this thing was temporarily assembled after all. It would not be an exaggeration to say it was shoddy. It was normal for it to be damaged, but he did not expect it to be so damaged.

If the Wala people had persisted for a little longer, they would have fallen apart.

"Repair those that can be repaired as soon as possible, and send those that cannot be repaired to the kilns. We will also organize some people to cut down the trees nearby, and then assemble dozens of them. We must ensure that there are enough spares for the next battle!"

"I obey the decree!"

Chen Ying turned around to make arrangements and saw Yuan Bin arriving in a hurry.

"Reporting to your Majesty, the Juyong Pass Guard General Luo Tong, a doctor in the Ministry of War, has sent a horse to deliver the report. Please read it to your Majesty!"

Zhu Qizhen reached out to take it, opened it and took a look twice. It roughly meant that Luo Tong had already received Kuang Ye and others. Knowing that the emperor was not out of danger yet, he brought people and horses to come to meet him. He was already on the way.< /p>

There are only a few hundred soldiers guarding the gate, but here there is a battle involving tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. Under such circumstances, Luo Tong can actually lead troops to respond in person, which is enough to show this man's loyalty and courage.

Speaking of which, the Ming Dynasty has never lacked talents. The Tumu Fort Incident in history perfectly explains the saying, if you don’t seek death, you won’t die!

Any commander with a normal mind would not be able to turn a good hand of cards into pieces no matter how much he let himself go.

Even if you don’t understand how to fight at all, if you hand over the command to Zhang Fu and lie down in a tent to sleep every day, this is not the result.


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