: Stealing chicken but losing rice

Chapter 092

When infantry faces cavalry, they are always in an extremely disadvantageous situation.

If you win, you cannot pursue. You can only win a small victory, but if you fail, you will face catastrophe.

Cheng Shijie has always dared not let go of all-out firepower. He was afraid of beating these slaves. After all, he had 148 thunderbolts in his hand, and a single salvo fired 4,400 bullets, which is equivalent to 4,000 bullets.

There were four hundred fire cannons, and Zuo Dusi, whom Shen Ming met, also had more than four thousand single-shot fire cannons.

This means that Cheng Shijie's Ning Haijun now has the firepower to fire more than 8,400 muskets at once. With the return of Zuo Dusi under Shen Mingyu's command, Ning Haijun's artillery has been greatly improved.

Reinforced, there are a total of eighty-six Folang machine artillery pieces. Even if Azig presses them all, Cheng Shijie can shoot down the less than 3,000 Jiannu and more than 1,500 Mongolian cavalry.

It's just a pity that Ning Haijun's cavalry can't be regarded as real cavalry. At least when facing Jiannu, the gap is disappointing. Even in a three-on-one situation, there is no guarantee of an absolute chance of victory.

If Cheng Shijie had used all his firepower, he would have definitely caused heavy casualties to Azig. But the problem is, even if Azig had water in his head, he would not be able to order his cavalry to charge against Ning Haijun's hail of bullets. That would not be an attack.

, but to die.

After Cheng Shijie gave the order to use full firepower, Song Xiance opened his mouth.

However, he made no sound.

Because he knew that Cheng Shijie's orders must be implemented if they are issued. If they are not implemented, the orders will be changed day after day, which will be a huge blow to the prestige of Cheng Shijie as the coach.

Song Xiance lowered his voice and said: "My lord, I'm afraid that Jiannu will be scared away. It's best to give Jiannu a hope now..."

"Need not!"

Cheng Shijie flatly rejected Song Xiance's suggestion.

As the saying goes, the butt determines the head, and the head determines the thinking.

Facing the two Japs in front of him, Cheng Shijie was prepared to defeat them and resolve the battle at once. Even if some of them escaped, he could promote Ning Haijun's firepower superiority and Ning Haijun's combat effectiveness.

"I want to let these Ming army prisoners know that if they want to help the tyrants, they need to pay a price. I want to let Jian Nu know that not all Ming soldiers are cowards. We Ning Haijun will let Jian Nu from now on.

, they will retreat when they see our flag!”

At such a moment, Cheng Shijie discovered a problem. If he took advantage of Jiannu's ignorance of Ning Haijun and gave Jiannu hope of victory, he could certainly cause huge casualties to Jiannu. Tactically, Cheng Shijie won, but strategically

However, Cheng Shijie failed.

Is Jianu really strong?

Strong is definitely strong, but the problem is that they are definitely not as powerful as they boasted. As early as the Nurhaci era, Nurhaci personally led 45 Niulu of Zhenghuang Banner and 20 Niulu of Xianghuang Banner, commanded by Daishan and his eldest son Yue Tuo.

The Zhenghong Banner and Xianghong Banner have 25 Niulu and 26 Niulu respectively. Mang Gurtai leads the Zhenglan Banner with 21 Niulu, Amin leads the Xianglan Banner with 33 Niulu, and Huang Taiji and

Dudu, the eldest grandson of Nurhaci, commanded 25 Niulu's Zhengbai Banners and 15 Niulu's Bordered White Banners respectively. The total number of Niulu's banners reached 210.

But in the Huang Taiji period, only the three banners of Zhenghuang, Xianghuang and Zhenglan, commanded by Huang Taiji and his eldest son Hauge, reached 117 Niulu, and the Zhengbai banner commanded by the three brothers Azig, Dorgon and Duduo

, the Xiangbai Banner also has 98 Niulu, and the Zhenghong Banner and Xianghong Banner commanded by Daishan, plus the Xianglan Banner commanded by Jierhalang, also have 96 Niulu, and the number reaches 311 Niulu. The total military strength

It also reached nearly 100,000 people.

But on the surface, the number of Niulu added by Jiannu is only 101, which is 30,000 troops, which is not too much. But the problem is that the types and strength of Jiannu's troops are not quick-service troops.

In the Battle of Ningyuan alone, the Ming Dynasty officially recorded the loss of 14,000 slaves, while the Manchu records only admitted that two guerrillas and 500 soldiers were killed. In the Battle of Ningjin, Huang Taiji returned defeated and claimed that he had suffered heavy losses.

Wei, Zhao led the army to report that there were no less than two to three thousand thieves and slaves. "Records of Facts of Liao Dynasty in Three Dynasties": The Ming army was surrounded in Yanli Mountain, "Fighted bravely, and captured many people to death."

In any case, although Huang Taiji took the initiative to retreat in this battle, it is unjustifiable to say that not a single soldier was killed. After all, he used 60, 70,000 to 70,000 people and spent twenty-four days on a spring outing? How many of his own soldiers and horses were killed or injured?

, only they themselves know. In short, more than one-third of Jiannu's military strength at this time must be new soldiers.

Cheng Shijie hoped to use this battle to build up Ning Haijun's reputation. If Jiannu refused, he would fight.

"fire!"

As these more than 4,000 Ming army prisoners of war howled and rushed into the 800-step range of Ning Haijun, Ning Haijun's artillery began to fire.

The eighty-six Folang machine artillery fired eighty-six blazing lead balls, which fell into the Ming army's formation, creating bloody alleys. One of the shells hit less than ten meters away from Zu Zehong.

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Zu Zezu was the son of Zu Dashou. Daling River City surrendered with Zu Dashou. Later Zu Dashou fled back to Jinzhou alone. The captured Ming army was reorganized into the Han army and was led by Zu Zehong.

The artillery shells splashed up soil and landed on Zu Zehong. At this moment, he was unmoved. Instead, he said loudly: "The artillery reloading speed is not fast. If you don't want to die, run faster!"

To be fair, those who were able to survive to the end in Daling River City were all veterans of the army. They still had the ability to save their lives on the battlefield. Faced with the bombardment of artillery fire, many ancestral soldiers took a curve.

"Boom boom..."

However, before these ancestral soldiers could run a hundred steps, Ning Haijun's second round of shelling began again.

At this time, Azig's expression changed drastically: "Why does Minggou have so many artillery pieces?"

The first round of nearly a hundred artillery shots was fired. This was already the normal artillery configuration for an elite Ming army of ten thousand people. However, the Ning Navy also had tens of thousands of troops, but it actually had more than two hundred artillery pieces.

No one answered Azig's question. At this moment, the third round of shelling sounded.

Zerun, the ancestor of the Han army, said: "Tell me, master, this is a Folang machine gun, but it has a high rate of fire and is not very powerful!"

However, reality hit us too quickly.

In just six rounds of bombardment, the four thousand ancestral army fell to over a thousand people.

Azig stared at Zu Zerun: "You still call it weak? What does it mean to be powerful?"

If it weren't for the tenacity of these ancestral troops, who actually fell by a third and still didn't collapse, even Cheng Shijie would have admired these Japs.

In later generations, the same two Japs will be more ruthless than the real Japs.

Cheng Shijie secretly calculated the distance and wanted to add some hard food to them.

With the seventh round of shelling, which lasted longer than the previous six rounds, Zu Zehong, the third son of Zu, who was leading the charge, shouted: "Minggou's artillery is red, brothers, charge me!"

These ancestral soldiers showed ferocious looks, their steps were fast, and they charged harder and more urgently.

Just when they rushed within three hundred steps, Cheng Shijie waved his hand fiercely.

"Detonate!"

Following Cheng Shijie's order, the Zu family soldiers who rushed into the minefield did not notice that white smoke suddenly appeared on the ground under their feet, and the explosives were detonated along with the fuse.

Groups of orange-red fireballs emerged from under their feet, and the ancestral soldiers were thrown high like leaves. Broken limbs and broken arms fell like raindrops, hitting the living people with a popping sound.

The hot, sharp shrapnel radiated in all directions, easily shooting through the armor of the ancestors' soldiers, tearing their bodies apart, and letting the internal organs and blood pour out from the horrific wounds like a mudslide.

And out!

The Jiannu cavalry, Azig, Borji and other generals standing behind to watch the formation were so frightened that they turned pale instantly: "What kind of ghost cannon is this!"

Zu Zerun was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground. He put his knife on the ground and barely kept himself from falling. He murmured to himself: "This is not an artillery piece, this is..."

"What's this?"

"This is thunder!"

At this moment, the sound of thunderbolts sounded one after another.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

A dense rain of bullets was fired at the frightened ancestral soldiers who were still standing on the ground. If it were an army of later generations, faced with this situation, they would definitely lie down on the spot to reduce the danger brought to them by the bullets.

However, the problem is that the brains of the ancestral soldiers who were blown away by the landmines have lost their response at this moment. Even the ancestral soldiers who were lucky enough to survive did not obey the control of their heads in their hands and feet.

Suddenly, a cloud of fire rose into the sky. This was the third gift Cheng Shijie had prepared for these ancestral soldiers. This was Cheng Shijie's homemade gasoline incendiary bomb.

This is the most powerful weapon that Cheng Shijie can get. Even the scrap collection station can receive most of the raw materials, sixty liters of gasoline, plus sugar, flour, discarded plastic, and an additional eighty kilograms of black powder for detonation.

, forming a sea of ​​fire with a radius of about 150 meters.

The key is that although the raw material of this homemade gasoline napalm bomb is earthy, its power is not small at all. If you are boiling sugar syrup in daily life and accidentally get burned, you will find that this sticky substance is not strong at all.

If you can't get rid of it, watering it won't help.

These ancestral soldiers were not going to die immediately. After they were burned by gasoline napalm bombs, the pain was deep into their bones. Their screams were distorted. The burning people who were still able to move were so scared that they ran around and continued.

Ignite the comrades around you...

Finally, the sound of cannons stopped, and the thunderbolts also stopped firing. Whether they were Jiannu, Ning navy soldiers, or ancestors soldiers, everyone was stunned with fear.

"This is too..."

Shen Mingyu could no longer describe his shock in words. He thought that artillery was already the most powerful weapon. However, Cheng Shijie and his craftsmen made another Thunderbolt. Was the Thunderbolt powerful enough? Cheng Shijie made another one.

When the gasoline napalm bombs came out, Cheng Shijie gave them a foreign name: "Molotov Cocktails."

He was very puzzled as to why it was called such a strange name. What kind of cocktail was it? It obviously didn’t smell like alcohol at all, right?

"what to do?"

Azig is currently riding a tiger. If he retreats in such a dejected manner, not to mention Fat Lao Ba wants to deal with him, even their other generals with white flags will look down on him. But if he reorganizes his team and launches an attack, after seeing Ning

He didn't think Jiannu's cavalry could charge at the navy's sharp artillery.

You must know that even now, Ning Haijun still does not have full firepower. Yes, these ancestral soldiers have not rushed into the range of Ning Haijun's crossbows, so the more than 4,000 crossbowmen have not yet opened their arms.

"Master, what should we do now?"
To be continued...