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468 The Heart Is Like Iron

Wujiawan and Dingjun Mountain both support each other and echo each other. Lu Haoshan had already made arrangements based on its terrain, and set up artillery positions on Dingjun Mountain and adjusted the angles to support them when there was danger on the flanks.

I didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

This is the key to building a structuring position, both deep and interlocking. Sichuan's excellent firearms provide important technical support for this.

This time Dorgon could no longer remain calm, because after collecting the gold, he found that Ma Guangyuan, who was loyal to the Qing Dynasty, had been killed. His personal guards fought to death before snatching his body back. However, when he was snatched back, the two flags had become fragmented and terrible. In order to boost morale, he personally took the battle and led the personal guards to join the attack. Unexpectedly, a shell exploded at his feet and was killed on the spot.

In less than a day, two generals were killed and injured. Dorgon's face was as deep as water. In fact, it would be difficult for anyone to get happy.

Dorgon and other senior officials of the Qing Dynasty also understood that the Sichuan Army did not escape and allowed him to encircle him. That was because he had some support. When some generals in the army heard that the Sichuan Army concentrated all their troops in Dingjun Mountain and a small village called Wujiawan, many people secretly laughed at the Sichuan Army as crazy as it was easy to encircle him. The terrifying impact of the Qing cavalry would razed the small village to flat ground at the first time, but they did not know until this time that the Sichuan Army had turned an insignificant small village into a city of steel.

Looking at the towering Dingjun Mountain, and then looking at Wujiawan, Dorgon suddenly had an illusion that what was blocking him was a huge, terrifying ancient beast. Dingjun Mountain was its body and spine, and the mountains on both sides were sharp claws, and Wujiawan was its bloody mouth that devoured people, and this bloody mouth kept swallowing the lives of Qing soldiers.

"Prince, I haven't eaten for most of the day, so why not use some wine and food first." Fan Wencheng comforted in a low voice.

As the first think tank of the Qing Dynasty, Fan Wencheng had no better way. As the saying goes, one force breaks ten times, the strength of the Sichuan Army is too strong, especially the emergence of new muskets, which caused a fatal blow to the Iron Cavalry of the Qing Dynasty. Old muskets require cleaning the barrel, release medicine, compacting, and firing the fuse. After the cavalry enters its range, they will release the throne up to three times, and the cavalry has already reached the forefront. Once it approaches, the tiger enters the flock and does whatever it wants. The new muskets subvert this process and rules. Using iron bullets can save most of the process. The time for the old muskets to fire twice, the new muskets can be opened at least ten times, forming a stable, huge firepower output, long range and great power, which is definitely a nightmare for the cavalry.

Yesterday, the people were driven to be cannon fodder, and there was no pain in the skin. But today, the Eight Banners of Han were the main attack force. However, more than 10,000 casualties were already over 10,000. Even if the Qing Dynasty was sufficient, it would be heartbroken. What the Qing generals couldn't accept was that they had suffered heavy casualties. However, the Sichuan Army's casualties were very low. It was said that killing one thousand enemies would damage eight hundred by themselves, while the Sichuan Army would definitely have only one hundred by one thousand enemies.

The war tradition has been subverted again.

At the beginning, he did not guard against Sichuan, mainly because he did not expand his army. There were only 100,000 troops in the entire Sichuan area, half of which were placed on the defense land, and Sichuan sold advanced firearms to his opponents for money. Everyone thought that Lu Haoshan was just a little unrestrained and had no ambitions. He just wanted to separatist the country in troubled times. Now he realized how deep his scheming was.

These 100,000 Sichuan soldiers are much more terrifying than the one-million Dashun Army.

"Let the soldiers eat first, and I will not eat it." Dorgon looked at the battlefield ahead and said expressionlessly.

"Prince"

Dorgon waved his hand and said, "Okay, Mr. Fan is tired, go and have a meal. I want to be quiet."

"Yes, prince." Fan Wencheng knew that Dorgon had a habit. When he was in a bad mood, he would choose to be alone. In his words, it was to calm himself down and think about life carefully, and he did not dare to disturb his meditation. He responded and retreated.

After Fan Wencheng and others retreated, Dorgon looked at the distance, with picturesque and beautiful mountains. Then he looked at the battlefield nearby, where corpses were everywhere and piled up like mountains. Even if the scorching sun was in the sky, it still made people feel like they were in the Shura hell. The two formed a sharp contrast. Now look at the sun in the sky. It is now past noon and the sun is showing a trend of setting west.

In an instant, Dorgon felt that the Qing Dynasty was very similar to the sun. After noon, it was overwhelming and declined, and it slowly began to decline. This was very similar to the situation of the Qing Dynasty. After entering the pass, it was as strong as the bamboo shoot and was unfavorable. But now, it was first blocked by a Yellow River, and then it was disrupted by the Sichuan soldiers, which damaged its confidence.

Questioning, loss was only a moment, soon, Dorgon became stronger and confident again. His ancestors started with only thirteen armors, from a trivial tribe to occupying a huge country. The land they now occupy, including the conquered Mongolia and North Korea, is now the largest territory of the Qing Dynasty, with many soldiers and abundant generals and sufficient resources. Dorgon has absolute confidence to win.

The heart was as strong as iron, but for a moment of hesitation, Dorgon's heart was as firm as a rock.

This is the determination of a generation of heroes. After the confidence was firm, Dorgon quickly calmed down. Although he stood as straight as a green pine, as steady as a rock, and motionless as an old monk entering a meditation, his eyes that kept turning betrayed him. At this moment, Dorgon's head was running at high speed, and he was thinking about a strategy to defeat the enemy.

I don't know how long it took, a sneer that was not easy to detect appeared on Dorgon's mouth, and his eyes became firm and sharp.

There is not so much attention to eating on the battlefield. They are all baskets and buckets carried to the battlefield. Most of them are steamed buns, buns, and crusts. The soldiers all sit on the ground, pick them up and send them to their mouths. After eating them in a few seconds, they wait for the next order from their superiors.

"The Third Team, Go" Dorgon and other soldiers finished their meals, without any hesitation and continued to send people to attack the Wujiawan position of the Sichuan Army.

The Battle of Dingjunshan was the largest battle between the Sichuan Army and the Qing Army, and it was also a battle that determined the future and destiny of Sichuan and the Qing Dynasty. Dorgon did not relax at all.

In October, the autumn wind brings joy and the wheat and rice are fragrant. It is the time to climb high and look out for a distance. It is also the season for fruits to fill the branches and smiles to welcome the harvest. Some people say that the golden autumn is the crescent ears of wheat pressed in the fields, the fruit hanging on the branches, the red maple leaves, the joy of harvest. Some people say that it is blood everywhere and endless killing.

The last statement describes the battlefield where Wujiawan is located.

Dorgon seemed to be crazy. For half a month, he sent his troops to attack Wujiawan and Dingjunshan every day, attacking, attacking fiercely, attacking fire, smoke, digging tunnels, bombarding, etc. It can be said that he can do everything he can. He attacked the defense line of the Sichuan Army every day. Wujiawan was like a huge meat grinder, with a large number of casualties every day, blood flowing like a river, and corpses were everywhere. In order to prevent the corpses from becoming smelly and plagues occurred, Lu Haoshan had to let those Qing military workers who were not carrying them to clean up the bodies every evening.

No matter what tricks the Qing army used, the Sichuan army could always respond calmly and resolve them one by one, which made Dorgon's plan fail. Although there was a danger, it was still a surprise.

The Sichuan Army, hiding behind the strong fortification, suffered little losses. The Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, which had been holding their troops, were simply not damaged. The most injured were the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty and the Eight Banners of the Mongolian Dynasty. In just half a month, two Gushan Ezhen died in battle, and three were injured. The casualties of generals such as Jiala Ezhen, Niu Lu were close to 200.

The huge casualties gradually intensified the sentiment of the surrendered soldiers, and the dissatisfaction was rising day by day. Many soldiers from the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty and the Eight Banners of the Mongolian Dynasty began to express dissatisfaction and disappointment with the Qing army, and some even began to show signs of resisting orders.

Being a soldier is to work hard for money, but no one is a fool. Such as fighting with the firearms of the Sichuan Army with flesh and blood is a hit of an egg to hit a stone. The most unpleasant thing is that the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty have not taken action, so it would be strange if they have no emotions in their hearts.

As Dolegon's first military advisor, Fan Wencheng took the initiative to find an opportunity to say to Dorgon: "Prince, we need to find another way. If the soldiers under our hands have resistance and temper, if they don't pay attention to it, it may trigger a mutiny." (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!

ps:  It's late to update. I coded a chapter in the morning. I was not satisfied with it and rewrite it. I continued to code it.

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