The sound of firecrackers, like a reminder of death, was heard slowly, with one or two screams occasionally interspersed. Huang Taiji hid behind a big rock, sweating profusely.
As the Great Khan of the Later Jin Dynasty, Huang Taiji naturally had a lot of guards around him when traveling. But this was not a march after all. He couldn't bring tens of thousands of people here just to explore the enemy's situation - there were only a thousand people around him at this time, although they were all the most elite Bai Ya La guards. Even if they were besieged by tens of thousands of Ming troops, they would not be afraid, but who would have thought that they would encounter such a weird and terrifying ultra-long-range attack?
It can be judged from the sound that the number of these blunderbuss-like cannon-like things in the opponent's hands is indeed not large, it is estimated that there are no more than ten. But the range and lethality are really amazing, and the shooting is also super accurate. Six hundred steps away, one shot to kill! As long as this thing appears in the world, even just one is enough to make people unable to sleep, let alone there are so many!
As Hauge advocated, it was obviously not feasible for the whole army to rush in rashly - the number of troops that were annihilated before was more than a thousand. Although the more than a thousand people in his hands are elites from the Houjin headquarters and are much stronger than the previous group of Jinmeng and miscellaneous troops, they are probably no different in front of the green-skinned guns and cannons. They could annihilate the previous batch without any damage, so it probably wouldn't take much more effort to kill this one.
It is not feasible to mount a horse and escape. Someone has tried it just now - after mounting a horse, the target becomes larger and the chance of being killed is greatly increased. Of course Huang Taiji could order everyone to mount their horses and escape in the chaos. But he believed that his location must be under the close surveillance of the other party at this moment. Even if everyone escapes on horseback, those greenskins will definitely focus on themselves first. After witnessing the terrifying power of that big gun with his own eyes, he didn't want to risk his life on the greenskin's accuracy.
It is impossible to move forward, nor to retreat, but it is even less feasible to just cower here and take a beating without any reaction. Attacks from six hundred steps away may not hit every time, but as long as they are hit, they will definitely die. This fear of death hovering overhead at any time is really demoralizing. If he couldn't come up with a countermeasure immediately, panic and fear would spread throughout the army.
… I thought a lot in my mind, but not much time actually passed. After looking around for a while, Huang Taiji finally issued an instruction:
"Run over there and hide in the ditch!"
——The position they are currently in is exactly near the location where the greenskin soldiers set up an ambush before. There is a large area of ??flat land around here, but there are some undulating terrain and shrubs and thatch, so it is used as an ambush position. Further away is the hillside - those short hairs are really good at picking places.
With clear instructions from the Great Khan, the helpless soldiers of the Later Jin Dynasty immediately took action. They did not dare to mount their horses and just rolled and crawled over there. A group of people crouched and rushed forward for dozens of steps, losing more than ten lives in the process. However, the large army finally reached the previous greenskin position, and then burrowed into trenches and holes. .
The trenches dug by the greenskins are quite long and there are quite a lot of foxholes reserved, but after all, it is impossible to cram thousands of people into them at the same time. Those who arrive first jump in, those who arrive later get in, and those behind can only squeeze in. As for those who couldn't even squeeze in, they had to find some mounds of soil, shrubs and the like to block them. By the way, during this process, many people also learned the trick of crawling forward without any teacher. Of course, without training, I still mainly crawl, which is ugly, but at least it is safe!
As the Great Khan, Huang Taiji didn’t have to fight for it. Someone had already reserved a place for him. He nervously ran to the edge of the trench and fell into the trench dug by the greenskins earlier. Looking at the high earth walls on both sides, he suddenly felt much safer.
"No wonder those greenskins love to dig holes. It turns out that this is the most practical way to deal with fire guns Well, they themselves are experts in using fire guns, so of course they know the pros and cons best."
From top to bottom of the Hou Jin Army, including Huang Taiji himself, they had repeatedly ridiculed the short-haired greenskin army's habit of digging holes first in battle, saying that they were preparing a burial ground for themselves. However, at this moment, those unlucky ones who were under the threat of bullets were digging in with their butts stuck out, fearing that the pit was not deep enough to bury their whole bodies.
Seeing that his life was safe for the time being, Huang Taiji's thinking became more flexible again. It was definitely not possible to hide here all the time, and he had to find a way to break the situation.
“Obai, blow the trumpet for help!”
"嗻!"
His confidant, the leader of the army, was absolutely obedient. He heard the words without any hesitation. He picked up the horn hanging on his waist and blew it. The low sound of the horn spread throughout the countryside.
But Huang Taiji’s son Hauge was very puzzled. He crawled over and asked quietly:
"Father, we?It's quite far away from the main camp, and there's no relay in the middle. Can't the trumpet sound get through? "
Huang Taiji smiled coldly:
"You know, but do those greenskins know? I don't believe they have the guts to stay and bet that I don't have reinforcements. Besides, it will be dark in a while, and if someone rides back to report the news, they may not be able to survive even five hours at night. Six hundred steps to kill people. Even if you can kill them, you may not be able to kill them all!"
The sinister words made Hauge tremble. He knew that this was a manifestation of the extreme anger in his father's heart. He did not dare to say anything more and hurriedly crawled away.
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Not too far away, on the hillside, Beiwei, who heard the sound of the horn, put down his sniper rifle and sighed softly:
"In a shooting window, you and I joined forces and failed to hit three consecutive shots. That guy really has some destiny."
“It’s just a matter of luck, shall we find another opportunity to engage him in the future?”
Yang Jie, the political commissar of the reconnaissance battalion who came over personally to serve as his deputy shooter, suggested from the side. Beiwei shook his head and said with waning interest:
"The range and power of the sniper rifle have been exposed. With Huang Taiji's cunning, it may be difficult to find another opportunity in the future."
Yang Jie is also one of the time-travelers, but unlike Pang Yu and others, he has no sense of awe for the identity of Huang Taiji, the "historical protagonist". In his eyes, it is just a piece of meat.
"The sniper rifle has been exposed. Let's use something new to attack him in the future. Huang Taiji is smart and cunning, but let's bully him for his lack of vision and see if his talent can withstand the three hundred years of civilization gap."
When Beiwei heard this, he couldn't help but smile.
"That makes sense. Let's try it again in the future, right now"
He raised the telescope, looked over there for a while, and shook his head:
"They are indeed very cunning. They actually took advantage of our fortifications. It seems that they won't rush over and die. There's no point in laying an ambush anymore. Let's withdraw."
"I've noticed that they didn't leave any supporting troops on their way. Those horns were probably just to fool people."
Yang Jie speculated that Beiwei also agreed with his opinion, but then he looked at the sky:
"After dark, he can send people back to ask for help, and he can mount his horse and escape if necessary Our number is too small, and it is impossible to attack proactively. Delaying it will be detrimental to our army."
Yang Jie agreed with his judgment, so the two of them issued the order. After a while, the soldiers of the reconnaissance battalion, who had been ambushing in their respective battle positions, hoping that the Houjin Cavalry would bravely charge forward, began to move quietly. They all wore ghillie suits covered with grass leaves and dead branches. Even if they walked around, it was difficult to distinguish them from a distance. They looked like clumps of mature thatch shrubs, and soon disappeared silently into the dusk. among.
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That night, Huang Taiji, who finally returned to his camp alive after a lot of troubles, sat in the tent with bright eyes, looking at a smooth and shiny gadget in his hand.
——This is exactly what the guard leader wanted to give him before he was beaten to death. It looks like a small copper-shelled tube with one end closed. Huang Taiji used a knife to scratch it hard several times, revealing that the inner core of the cut was still bright yellow, and it seemed that it was indeed made of copper.
What is this thing for? Huang Taiji thought for a while, put it to his nose and smelled it, and smelled the smell of gunpowder smoke. Suddenly, he felt blessed. He took out the newly dug lead bullet from the dead man's body, put it into the open end of the copper case and tried it. Sure enough, it fit perfectly and was just the right size.
"The cartridge filled with medicine? Is it specially made of refined copper?"
Huang Taiji remembered that the fire gunmen of the Zhejiang Army of the Ming Army who were defeated by the Jin soldiers were also accustomed to carrying some small bamboo tubes with them, and put a portion of the medicine required for the fire gun in each bamboo tube, and poured it all at once when loading. . This can speed up the process and avoid errors such as quantity errors and spills. It is said to be the old wisdom of Qi Jiajun back then.
But even the shooters of Qi Jiajun only use iron pipes as cartridges, and most people still use bamboo pipes. What the hell is this shorthair doing? He actually uses copper to make such things? Do they think they have too much money and nowhere to spend it?
Although Huang Taiji didn't know much about craftsmanship, he could still tell that the production level of such a small copper shell was much more difficult than casting copper coins, and the cost was obviously not less. The gunpowder gunpowder before the short hair was wrapped in paper, which was considered an extremely ingenious idea by the gunpowder craftsmen in Shengjing. They have repeatedly tried to imitate but failed to find the key, but the shorthair has come up with a new thing. Why do they go to such trouble to develop such a thing?
Huang Taiji intuitively felt that this might be related to the sudden increase in the range of the short-haired fire gun, but he could not figure out the mystery, and he was very upset.
While he was thinking hard, he suddenly heard footsteps outside the tent. After a while, his confidant walked in. When Huang Taiji saw him, he sighed and simply changed his attention temporarily:
"Obai, have Suksaha's remains been properly packed?"
"Reporting to the master, I found some Han tailors to sew his body back together. I also stuffed back all the intestines and other things that I could find."
Ao Bai knelt on the ground, breathing loudly. Huang Taiji nodded, with a somewhat sad look on his face:
"If it weren't for his push, I probably wouldn't have been able to escape today. He took it for me, so I have to restrain myself Also, did you find what you were looking for?"
"We found it. My servant had people dig with torches for half the night. They dug a hole more than three feet deep and finally dug out the thing that the master mentioned."
As he spoke, Obai took something out of his arms, held it in both hands and offered it to Huang Taiji. The latter took it and took a look, and it turned out to be a long cone-shaped projectile similar to what he had obtained before, only larger than the previous one. It was a lot. I weighed it in the palm of my hand and estimated that it weighed about one or two.
"Good guy, is this a big blunderbuss or a small cannon? If you were hit by such a thing, no wonder the body was not even intact"
Huang Taiji recalled that it was this projectile that had passed by him before and dug a deep hole in the ground. The dust was flying, so Ao Bai asked someone to dig three feet into the ground to dig it out. If it had been a little off, this thing would have dug a hole in itself.
He was frightened at first and then later, but when he saw Obai kneeling in front of him, his body was trembling slightly, Huang Taiji's face suddenly darkened.
"Obai, are you afraid?"
"Reporting to the master, this slave is not afraid, he is just a littleconfused."
??Obai, who has always been the most brave and fearless among the guards under Huang Taiji, raised his head, his face was quite pale:
"This slave doesn't know how to fight next. Those green-skinned muskets that can kill people six hundred steps away are really sharp."
Huang Taiji pondered for a moment and then ordered:
"Go and call all the people from the guard camp. Everyone who went out with me today will come! And everyone from Taiji, Baylor, and those who are in the camp will also be called as much as possible."
Soon after, all the officers and soldiers of the guard camp who had followed Huang Taiji to the ambush site during the day, and who had also been ambushed themselves, came to Huang Taiji's tent. In addition, there were many Houjin generals and Mongolians. Everyone had heard about what happened tonight. Huang Taiji gathered people together to facilitate their exchange of information. Everyone whispered to each other to find out the news and asked those who had witnessed it about the situation at that time.
But not long after, Huang Taiji walked out of the tent and threw them a short, deformed conical metal rod:
"Look at it, this is what killed Suksaha tonight, killed Wunage, Suobai and killed many of our golden warriors. It's not a thunder from the sky, or a divine punishment, it's just The big gun of the Greenskin Army!"
Huang Taiji waited patiently for a while. After everyone in the front row passed the thing around in turn, he continued:
"The Greenskin Army's fire blunderbuss is indeed very powerful. They hit me three times with this thing tonight! But they didn't even hit me once! So, what else do you have to fear?"
Huang Taiji looked at everyone with his eyes wide open. The nervous and worried expression in the tent before was no longer there. Instead, it was replaced by arrogance and confidence that almost overflowed:
“I was caught off guard, and I dodged three such fierce and terrifying blows in a row Why? Because I am the Destiny Khan of Daijin, and such evil foreign objects can’t do anything to me after all!”