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Chapter 31 Kill Daishan first, then Dorgon!(2/3)

Looking at the Tartars who continued to move forward like a crowd, Jia Lian sighed: "These Tartars are simply lined up to send their heads!"

Zhang Yao also praised: "Marson, your cannon is powerful. The more dense the Tartars are, the better the killing effect!"

"Then aim at the most densely populated areas of the Tartars. If you want to attack the city wall, don't even think about it if you don't die!"

Looking at the speed of the charge, Jia Lian, the Tartar, who had not been affected at all, said in extreme domineering manner.

The reason why he is so confident is mainly due to his understanding of the development of this Italian gun and the firearm.

It can be said that this Italian cannon is the most powerful nemesis in the dense array.

Many people’s understanding of war comes from film and television dramas, but in fact, there is a big difference between true war and film and television dramas.

Take the battle formation as an example. The battle formation in the cold weapon era is far closer than in costume dramas. It is really crowded with people.

Gu Yan

Not to mention passing through the arrays, it is not easy for you to turn around. This is too demanding for extras and it is difficult to shoot.

If the two sides fight head-on, they will compete for which side's battle formation is closer and less likely to be broken through.

And hot weapons wars are also more sparse than those in war films.

If you really shoot according to the actual situation, there are probably three or five soldiers in one shot, which will greatly affect your impression.

Of course, as an era of mixed use of hot and cold weapons, intensive battle formations are still the main focus. After all, hot weapons still have many flaws.

So, when did the dense queues begin to transform into sparse straggling lines?

The answer is the late nineteenth century.

That is, when the rear-load guns are loaded, howitzers are produced in large quantities, and the army is equipped.

Speaking of which, whether it is the red cannon of the Tartars, the tiger squat cannons, the spray guns used by the Ming army, or the Napoleon cannons used by the Tiancheng army, they are essentially a kind of cannon.

They use gunpowder to burn, producing hundreds of times the expansion gas, pushing the shells in front to kill the enemy with kinetic energy. In fact, it is similar to the distance between guns, but the caliber is particularly large.

The principles are the same, but the difference in the design of the cannon, the thickness and length of the barrel, the material of the cast cannon, the formula of the gunpowder, etc., makes the power range and rate of fire between various cannons different.

But what Jia Lian has not been studying in the Red Chamber World, he has been studying such guns and cannons from the 19th century.

So whether it is the Yanhuang rifle or the Yanhuang cannon, its actual lethality is already extremely terrifying.

With these weapons that are extremely lethal to infantry, if they continue to use the queuing tactics, or intensive battle formations, and after a round of shooting at each other, there will probably be few people left on both sides.

Due to the large amount of equipment of these weapons, in order to avoid the ending of both sides' death, they had to evolve into straggler line tactics, which gradually developed into barbed wire trench tactics.

But these Tartars did not know that they were still moving forward in the dense formations of the Cold Weapon Age, and the sea of ​​people was advancing towards Baoding City like a tide.

Therefore, the power displayed by the Yanhuang cannon is far greater than that of the two world wars in later generations.

Looking at the charging Tartar crowd, bursts of explosions continued to appear, and Tartars were constantly being pushed into the sky.

The dense crowd was bombed with hollows, and Dorgon was shocked.

"What happened?"

"What the hell is going on?"

"What did the Ming army do?"

Dorgon kept roaring, but no one could answer his questions.

His location is more than four miles away from the battlefield, mainly to avoid being hit by Ming army artillery.

He had heard before that Li Zicheng, a bandit who suffered the Central Plains, died under the cannon.

And when his father's wild boar skin sounded, Nurhaci was also killed under the cannon, he decided not to take risks anymore.

But from this distance, I can't see clearly what's going on ahead.

Could it be that the Ming army had planted gunpowder earlier?

No, the explosion is more than a mile away from the city. How did they detonate these explosives?

But if it was a cannon, I did hear the sound of cannons, but I didn’t see the rising smoke. Moreover, even the flowering bullets fired by the red cannon were not so powerful.

At this time, a group of Tartar soldiers supported a general and came back step by step and trembled, and came to Dorgon.

The general's face was covered with blood, a large piece of his face was broken, and his body was covered with blood.

Dorgon looked at it for a long time before he recognized who it was and exclaimed: "Du Du, are you Du Du?"

Du Du suddenly cried: "Uncle Fourteenth, it's me, it's me! This battle can't be fought again. If it continues, it will be over. Our Qing Dynasty and our Eight Banners of Manchuria will be over!"

Dorgon comforted his nephew who was a teenager older than him: "Du Du, calm down first and talk about what happened ahead?"

"Architecture, the artillery of the Ming army, the artillery that I have never seen before. These artillery are really amazing!"

Dorgon was a little surprised and said, "You mean, these explosions were all done by the Ming army's artillery?"

Du Du nodded with tears in his eyes and said, "Yes, my injuries were all hit by the Ming army's artillery. At that time, the shell fell three feet away from me, and was blown to the ground before he could react. If I got closer, I might die under the shell!"

"The Ming army actually has such sharp artillery. No wonder Jia Lian dared to fight our army to the death in Baoding City!"

Dorgon was also shocked at this time, not only shocked by the power of these artillery, but also did not expect to be so enduring in the attack on Jia Lian.

It was not until now that he took out these big killers at the bottom of the box. It seemed that Jia Lian had a big appetite. Not only did he resist his attack, but he was more like eating his 800,000 army.

He looked at the city wall. Although he couldn't see clearly, he could still find that the Ming army on the city wall was constantly busy.

Although there was no smoke rising, some fire could be seen vaguely, and the roar of cannons did not stop.

"Uncle Fourteen, I beg you, I can't fight anymore, and I'll order the withdrawal of troops!"

"This Ming Dynasty is not something we can replace at all. We should withdraw from the outside of the pass. When we return to Shengjing, we are still the overlords. There is no need to fight the Ming army to the death!"

Du Du, who was standing begging Dorgon to withdraw his troops in a crying voice.

He was already completely scared of being beaten and didn't want to continue to attack. He felt the power of the artillery fire personally, and he did not think that the Qing army could capture Baoding City.

Dorgon angrily scolded several generals beside Du Du, "You dog slaves, Prince Anping has suffered such serious injuries, but he didn't take him back to the camp to heal his wounds. Do you want to murder the master?"

Then he said to Du Du: "Du Du, you can recover from your injuries with peace of mind now. You don't have to worry about the things on the battlefield. I will arrange it if you are fourteenth uncle!"

After saying that, he waved his hand, and several Du Du's relatives took Du Du back to the camp despite his opposition, according to Dorgon's wishes.

At this time, Dorgon had a very ferocious face and his eyes were covered with blood.

For him, there is no turning back now.

He was like a gambler who was so angry that he had already suppressed all his wealth at this time and was willing to make a desperate bet, either losing all his money or getting back all his capital and profit.

Now Du Du is pestering 40,000 Tiancheng Army musket soldiers, 40,000 to 50,000 Tiancheng Army to support, and nearly 20,000 people from the Southeast Camp.

Ajige was leading an army of 100,000 to attack the southwest camp, restraining nearly 20,000 Tiancheng Army. In addition, the Tiancheng Army in the southern camp, the number of people in Baoding City was only 60,000 to 70,000 people at most.

If they don't take this opportunity to conquer Baoding City, they may never win again if they kill Jia Lian.

If the troops are withdrawn now, Daishan's troops, which have already attacked the other side of the river, will be attacked by various units of the Tiancheng Army, and will easily be wiped out. Ajige will definitely suffer major casualties.

The 120,000 troops surrounded by Zhending Prefecture and Shunde Prefecture will also be wiped out.

At that time, even if Dorgon runs away with his army of 300,000 to 400,000, what's the use?

Not to mention whether Tiancheng Army would pursue him on the way to retreat, even if he retreated back to the capital safely, he suffered such a great loss and Dorgon became the target of public criticism and he didn't know how he died.

Moreover, among these 300,000 to 400,000 soldiers, less than half of the Eight Banners of Manchuria, and those foreign vassal grasslands and Han army flags, would they betray the Qing Dynasty when they saw that the Qing army was no match for the Tiancheng Army at all?

Then the trees will fall and the money will scatter. With the capital, why should he block the Ming army that has come from the vast country?

At this time, he had no way out.

In order to win this battle, Dorgon directly sent five thousand Zhengbai Banners as the supervisor team. Anyone who retreated without authorization would be killed.

Under the bloody suppression of the supervisory team and the desire for military achievements, the Tartars continued to stare at the artillery fire.

In order to cover their advance, nearly two hundred red-clothed cannons and more than four hundred Folang machine cannons were also firing at the top of Baoding city, trying to suppress the fierce artillery fire of the Tiancheng Army.

While the Tartars were rushing towards Baoding City without hesitation, the battle between the Third Legion and Daishan on the southeast battlefield also reached a white-hot stage.

When Dai Shan first saw these square formations, he felt that it would not take half an incense stick to be defeated by each of them and that they would eventually belong to the Qing Dynasty.

However, reality gave him a blow.

The Tiancheng Army's phalanx was still unmoving, but under the fire of their muskets, their cavalry kept falling down.

At this time, the Tartar cavalry that rushed into the gap between the phalanx also fell into a state of confusion.

These square arrays are arranged in disarray. When they suffered the attack of broadsword mines and lost four or five thousand people, they instinctively rushed into the gap between the five square arrays in the first row, but found that a dense bullet was coming in front of the second row of square arrays, and a large number of people fell down.

Moreover, their muskets have bayonets. Although they are very short, their length still makes them afraid to attack rashly.

They could only bypass the flanks of the second row of square formations and continue to move forward, looking for weak points that they could attack.

But between the second row of square formations, they suffered attacks from four directions: front, back, left and right.

The musketeers on the side of the second row of square formations were shooting the musketeers behind their first row of square formations, and the musketeers in front of the third row of square formations were also shooting at them.

There were bullets shot from time to time, and their comrades around them kept falling down. At this moment, they were already confused and didn't know what to do.

There were large troops behind them, and they could not retreat at all, so they could only continue to move forward, while the front was indeed the third row of square formation.

Some Tartar cavalry poured into the gap between the third row of square formations, repeating the previous situation. Although they were constantly advancing, the bullets fired from all directions never stopped.
To be continued...
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