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    On the Yongtong Bridge, Pang Yu was urging the soldiers of the Third Regiment to lay barbed wire on the bridge. Xie Xi walked over and looked at it for a while, but frowned and said:

    "Is it a bit thin? Wouldn't it be better to add a few more layers?"

    Pang Yu smiled:

    "It always leaves people with a glimmer of hope, otherwise how could they risk their lives and rush over."

    Jie Xi curled his lips and stopped talking.  After a while, he raised his head and looked at the groups of Manchurian and Mongolian coalition troops still struggling to move forward on the battlefield in front of them, and suddenly asked:

    "Pang Yu, do you still remember the first battle we fought after we came to this era?"

    "Are you referring to the seizure of Lingao County or the subsequent battle to defend the county?"

    "Let's seize the city. At that time, we still had a certain unreal mentality It was audacious to think about it. A group of tourists had just arrived in this era, and they actually went directly to attack the city. Unfortunately, the opponent was even weaker.  , I remember that there were only a few people in the county who could be called an armed force."

    Pang Yu looked back at Lao Jie:

    "Why did you suddenly think of talking about this?"

    "Because that unreal feeling came againit really seemed like a dream."

    Seeing Lao Jie sighing inexplicably, Pang Yu shook his head helplessly:

    "I haven't won yet."

    But after a moment, he added:

    "But you are right. After this battle, even if Huang Taiji himself is not dead and can escape back to Liaodong, the strength of Hou Jin's generation will be almost exhausted. In the next ten years, they will recover  It is a bandit group that roams around, instead of a military and political group that can compete for the country."

    "oh?"

    This time, Jie Xi looked puzzled:

    "I am occasionally artistic, why are you so sure?"

    Pang Yu smiled, raised his head and gestured to the front:

    "Huang Taiji has invested all his own capital, and it is impossible for him to regret it and stop now."

    ——Ahead, on the frontal battlefield, the infantry brigade of the Manchu-Mongolian coalition has crossed the white stone mark set by Ma Qianshan and completely entered the preset fire field.  Naturally, Ma Qianshan would not be polite. After distributing the latest round of shooting Zhuyuan, he immediately issued an order for a full-speed bombardment.

    At that moment, the sound of artillery on the battlefield suddenly stopped - all the artillery was adjusting its rhythm and preparing for the next explosion.  This strange silence was obviously not considered a good thing by the enemy generals. For a moment, all the Manchu and Mongolian generals, including Huang Taiji who was hidden in the crowd behind, all looked forward to the flat slope guarded by short hair.  position.

    ???????? Silenceand then it explodes!  As the first red light shines, more lights light up one after another - the artillery group does not pursue a salvo when firing, but deliberately disperses the fire to avoid accidents such as resonance.  However, the difference can be seen in the muzzle flash, but the sounds coming from behind are continuous, and the "rumbling" sound is as continuous as rolling thunder.

    Many Manchu and Mongolian generals thought they were ready, but they were still shocked by the sudden burst of power. Many even sat down on the ground - their legs were so weak that they could no longer support them.

    But Qiong Haijun's artillery bombardment did not rely solely on sound and light to bluff people - the white smoke pulled out by a large number of flying artillery shells in mid-air instantly covered the entire sky, and soon dispersed according to the different flight directions of each.  , it looks quite beautiful, like a goddess scattering flowers, but the ends of those "bouquets", rooted in the earth, are fire, explosions, and countless steel fragments.

    “Boom, boom, boom, boom…”

    The explosion of this round of shells hitting the ground was much louder than the one fired just now, but except for a few lucky ones in the rear who had not yet entered the battlefield, few people cared about it - the vast majority of people were busy running away with their heads in their hands.

    Of course, this is just a subconscious action, and their moving speed is insignificant to the cannonballs flying from the air.  Anyway, the entire area is covered, and most people can only run four or five steps, and there is no way to escape the fire coverage circle.  Some people on the periphery may survive, but this may not be a good thing for them - because the subsequent second wave and third wave of attacks have already followed.

    Huang Taiji didn’t need to run. He hid himself well, blending in with a scattered and inconspicuous group of Mongolian soldiers.  Before the main infantry group in the front is defeated, the Qiong Navy will definitely not waste artillery shells on skirmishers.

    But Huang Taiji's condition at this time was not much better than that of the front-line infantry - he stared at the short-haired position opposite, his lips moved slightly, but his chest heaved violently, as if he had a breath he could never let out.  So much so that the guards next to him were very nervous, worried that their big sweat would choke and carry it away.

    ? ?Looking at the endless flames erupting on the battlefield ahead, Huang Taiji couldn't help but think of the summer mountain fires he had seen in the white mountains and black waters of his hometown. Several mountain tops also erupted with red light, and they never went out day and night.  But wildfires don’t chase people, and they don’t specifically choose places with densely populated areas to break out—but short-haired artillery fire can do it all.

    Huang Taiji's face became increasingly pale as he watched groups of elite soldiers collapse and dissipate in the firelight before they even came into contact with their opponents - he had experienced a large-scale artillery bombardment by Shorthair near Jinzhou, Liaodong before, but  At that time, the opponent's artillery was all loaded on huge ships and came along the river. In Huang Taiji's view, it was equivalent to the red cannons installed by the Ming Dynasty in castles and fortresses such as Ningyuan and Dalinghe. It was not unusual for them to be powerful, but it was obvious  It cannot be used in field battles.

    Although Kong Youde once reported to him that the opponent's land artillery was also powerful and sharp.  But at that time, Kong Youde's description focused on the legendary "Fire Dragon Cannon", which blew up the fire dragon cannon to the point of terror, so Huang Taiji also focused on that aspect.

    Not long ago, he got the news through a secret channel - Shorthair left the Fire Dragon Cannon at Tianjin Guard during this expedition!  So he did not hesitate to take casualties, and repeatedly sent out scouts and sentries to observe from a distance. Indeed, he did not find that big iron frame in the short-haired marching array. This was one of the reasons that prompted him to decide to start a main battle with his opponent.

    The opponent's artillery is indeed powerful, but our own side has more people, tens of thousands of troops, not to mention a large number of Mongolian light cavalry to help. There will always be someone who can rush to the enemy's formation.  Once the gunner is approached, he will panic. When the time comes, he will kill two people and seize the gun, killing two birds with one stone!

    ——This is based on the experience Huang Taiji gained from fighting the Ming Empire for more than ten years and dealing with the red cannon.  In fact, he always believed that the Ming army was accustomed to placing artillery on tall city walls. In addition to using the height of the city wall to increase the firing range, another major factor was the fear of being rushed up and snatched away.

    "If there is no city wall to isolate us, with the bravery and fierceness of my Eight Banners athletes, even if it is a red cannon, there is nothing to fear!"

    This was Huang Taiji’s judgment on those red cannons under the Ningyuan Pass.  In his opinion, those big guys with great momentum but slow launch are not intimidating.  Even though the short-haired artillery is better, since they dare to deploy the artillery on the flat ground, the Eight Banners Warriors will definitely be able to charge forward!

    The slow release speed of the short-haired artillery made Huang Taiji relax, and he felt that his idea was verified - compared with the Ming Dynasty red-coated cannon, the short-haired artillery had a far longer range, and the cannon would explode when it hit the ground.  But the rate of fire is still normal.  At this speed, even if more than half of his tens of thousands of soldiers were killed or injured, they should still be able to charge forward in large numbers.  Plus the cavalrythis battle can be won!

    Huang Taiji was very confident in this, until this moment until he saw the battlefield ahead turned into a field of fire.

    Those damn short-haired guys are actually acting!  On this life-and-death battlefield, where hundreds of thousands of troops gathered to determine the life and death of the Ming Empire, they actually dared to play this little trick of controlling the rate of fire of artillery.

    And their little trick was indeed successful - when Huang Taiji saw his troops crumbling in batches in the series of explosions, his first reaction was to retreat immediately. His infantry would not be able to get close to the opponent no matter what.  The battle can no longer be fought.

    But after thinking about it for a moment, he abruptly stopped the idea of ??ordering a retreat, and instead turned his attention to the several Mongolian leaders next to him: including Badali, the leader of the Horqin tribe, Taiji Wu Keshan, Manzhu Xili, Hong Guo  Several of you are the Mongolian tribal leaders who have the closest relationship and closest contact with Hou Jin. They are also the masters of most of the Mongolian cavalry here.

    "Hahaha, Anders, have you seen that, we have forced those greenskins to resort to the last resort. All their artillery is used to deal with our infantry! This opportunity cannot be missed, Anders, take advantage of this moment to press forward with the whole army.  ! Rush over! Kill them all!"

    When Huang Taiji said these words, his heart was actually dripping with blood - the Manchu-Mongolian coalition, the infantry was mainly composed of Eight Banners soldiers, and the cavalry was mainly Mongolian.  Now that most of his infantry has entered the battlefield, and the main force has reached the center of the battlefield, he orders the withdrawal. The army also has to struggle for a long time under the bombardment before it can escape. Do you still expect the Shorthair to fight as slowly as before this time?  ?

    Therefore, the infantry cannot be withdrawn, and forcing the order will only lead to the collapse of the entire army.  Their large capital has been invested and cannot be withdrawn.  But there are still some Mongolian chips on hand that do not belong to him but can be used temporarily, so what else is there to think about - just put them all on the table.  Just as I said before: "If it collapses, everyone will collapse together."

    Those Mongolian Taiji naturally saw the unfavorable situation on the battlefield, but most of the bombed ones were infantry, and the scattered and rearing Mongolian cavalry were not seriously damaged.  Moreover, Huang Taiji arranged tactics before the war began.At that time, Kang had said many times with great enthusiasm: The infantry group will charge first in this battle, and we, the Dajin Warriors, will spare no blood to create an opportunity for the Mongolian athletes to attack with cavalry and make the final decision!

    The current situation is exactly like this. It is obvious: there will be a window period after the opponent's artillery salvo. If you cannot seize this period of time to rush over, you will be bombed again.  By then there would be no infantry to help them attract firepower.

    Mongolians are relatively honest. Since you, Tian Conghan, keep your word, of course the prairie man will not back down.  Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of ??fire ahead - this time it is really a sea of ??fire, I still dare to charge!

    After looking at each other, the Mongolian Taiji turned their heads and issued instructions to their subordinates.  A moment later, a desolate and long-lasting horn sound came from nearby, and even the rumbling artillery fire could not cover it up.  After hearing this sound, the Mongolian cavalry who originally dispersed as a pack of wolves chasing each other and moved leisurely at a medium speed began to gradually increase their speed and began to charge.

    “Great Khan, we have passed too.”

    With the full-scale attack of the Mongolian cavalry, several Taiji themselves also bent down towards Huang Taiji, bent their arms in front of their chests, performed grassland etiquette, and then dispersed and left.

    They will return to their own guards to be ready to make the final decision at any time - if victory is in sight, or the situation is so anxious that they may win if they work harder, then they will personally lead the charge and decide the outcome.  And if the situation is bad, escaping surrounded by a group of loyal guards is the most convenient and safest way.

    Seeing the Mongols scattering in all directions, Huang Taiji let out a long breath - although he asked the Mongols to attack with the thought of "defeating everyone together", in Huang Taiji's heart, he sincerely hoped that the Mongolian troops could  victorious.  Even if all the spoils of this battle were to be divided among them afterwards, he would be willing to do so.

    "Blessed by the God of Immortality"

    In fact, Huang Taiji has never believed in this, but at this time, he couldn't help but hope that there would really be an immortal god to bless him.  The situation on the table is not good, but the bet has been placed and there is no chance of going back on it.  I can only hope that the dice in my hand will roll a few good points and turn the situation around Well, I have another trump card on hand, and I hope it can arrive at the critical moment and play a key role.

    "Fourteen, it all depends on you, don't let my brother down."

    Looking up at the other side of the Tonghui River and behind the short-haired position, Huang Taiji said silently to himself. At this moment, he felt that his relationship with Dorgon was extremely close.
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