They are simply inhuman, too damn insidious and cunning, more cunning and vicious than jackals.
Not only did they build extremely weird trench walls, but they also only used artillery and muskets to fire from a distance, and did not even engage in close combat with the warriors of the Eight Banners of Mongolia.
In this way, the Mongolian soldiers with two yellow flags who attacked the mountain had no brute strength and bravery, but had nowhere to vent it.
It was like a heavy punch hitting a ball of cotton. There was a sense of inability to exert any force, which greatly depleted the vigor of the two yellow banner Mongolian soldiers who attacked the mountain.
Especially the last round of volley of gunfire, although it only lasted one round and then stopped firing due to the need to reload the gunpowder, the lethality and power displayed were extremely astonishing.
In this round of volleys of muskets, in front of the first two trenches, there were Mongolian soldiers lying on the ground and wailing. They were struggling in pain, their faces were ferocious, and their bodies were either curled up or twisted.
It doesn't look good.
Stimulated by this extreme scene, many Mongolian soldiers attacking the mountain retreated one after another. They collided with the crowds of people who were pressing forward. Immediately, countless soldiers and slaves fell into the trenches on both sides.
At this point, they finally understood why the Mongolian soldiers from the foreign vassals who used to plunder like tigers and wolves in the past returned home with a broken sword at the foot of this small Changling Mountain!
However, because the ramp of the attack was getting narrower and narrower, the Mongolian generals behind them were still unaware of the changes ahead. While urging the attack, they directed the archers to shoot out bursts of arrows.
But it's a pity that the arrows thrown away are not powerful enough, and they just use their overwhelming momentum to bluff people.
Those arrows fell from top to bottom, but they were unable to pierce the helmets of the Xuanfu Army officers and soldiers. Moreover, the helmets of the Xuanfu Army officers and soldiers had a rim, which protected their heads and faces very well. They were not afraid of the thrown arrows at all.
arrow.
But even so, a very small number of soldiers were hit by the thrown arrows. However, most of them were not in fatal places and did not penetrate deeply into the flesh, so they were almost harmless. I believe that after simple treatment, most of them can be quickly recovered.
Return to the battlefield.
Projectiles like this mostly occur when the armies and horses of both sides are clashing. Of course, this method of warfare is also commonly used when one side is attacking a city or attacking fortresses. Its main purpose is to interfere with the enemy's front line.
Once the enemy is frightened by this dense rain of arrows, the confusion of individual soldiers will cause loopholes in the entire defensive front. On the battlefield, this can be fatal!
However, they made a wrong calculation today.
The officers and soldiers of the Xuanfu Army had already experienced the harassment of arrow rain during the camp exercises. Even if it was not as intensive as today, it was not as shocking as it was today with so many consecutive rounds.
But the sergeants have finally had similar experiences. Now, they only need to strictly follow the way they did during the training and take protective measures. Once an injured person appears, they only need to wait quietly for the ambulance team to come up, drag him down and be treated by the medics.
good.
In Zhang Cheng's words, this is called actual combat training. Only those who have practiced with actual battlefield conditions will not panic when they actually go into battle. As long as they are calm and respond according to the training method, other than that
No shortcuts.
At the beginning, there were still many people who opposed Zhang Cheng's training camp army. They were worried that it would inevitably cause accidental injuries, and there might even be accidental deaths during the training.
But Zhang Cheng still insisted, and his reason was simple: "Will people die in a war? Our battalion drills now are to simulate actual combat, which is exactly the same as when we actually go to the battlefield.
Only in this way can this training have its meaning. The soldiers trained in this way will not panic when they go to the battlefield in the future. No matter what situation they encounter, they will know how to deal with it and deal with it accordingly!"
Under Zhang Cheng's insistence, all battalions of the Xuanfu Army have been strictly organizing and carrying out actual combat training. Now, everyone can see its effectiveness.
Compared with the Xuanfu army's calm response, the Mongolian soldiers attacking the mountain were obviously in a panic. As their physical strength was exhausted, the rain of arrows fired was no longer as dense and powerful as before.
"Kill... kill them... Nan Gouzi has no cannons... rush up... kill them all... there will be rewards... heavy rewards..."
Following the roars of the Mongolian generals with two yellow flags, groups of Mongolian soldiers regrouped, like vengeful tigers. Their eyes were red, their teeth were bared, they roared and howled and charged again.
This is not the first time for these Mongolian soldiers with two yellow flags to fight against the Ming army. They all know that each time an artillery fire takes a long time, after all, among the many steps of clearing the barrel, charging, and loading the cannon, which one
Don’t dare to be careless!
In many previous battles, they had successfully seized this gap and defeated the various Ming armies that fought against them.
In their eyes, this is probably the case today!
Amidst the roar, the Mongolian soldiers with two yellow flags strode forward. Since the second trench was slightly narrower than the previous one, they took advantage of the momentum of running and jumped over.
But the first two rows of Mongolian soldiers can do this, but the crowd behind them cannot do the same, because they cannot run with all their strength like the first two rows of Mongolian soldiers, and they always have to worry about not hitting the front row.
"Bang bang bang..."
The neat and dense sound of gunfire came again, and as the white smoke rose, bullets shot out one after another, flying towards the charging Mongolian soldiers like will-o'-the-wisp meteors.
Seeing the warriors he brought falling down in rows, the anger suppressed the reason in his heart, Mongolia Zhenghuang Banner Gushan Ezhen Adai shouted loudly: "Put on the shield...Put on the shield, protect...charge
Go up, Nan Gou has no musket. Kill! Kill..."
These Mongolian soldiers followed the Manchu Tatars and often fought against the Ming army. Whether it was a three-eyed blunderbuss or a bird blunderbuss, they were no strangers to it.
Although this thing is powerful, it is far from as terrifying as imagined. First of all, it is inaccurate. It looks amazing and the roar is deafening, but the hit rate is extremely low.
Furthermore, reloading the firegun is troublesome. After firing once, it often takes a long time to complete the reloading. Countless battles have further proved this point.
As long as the Ming army launched a charge after a round of fire cannons, and even defeated the Ming army, their fire cannon soldiers had not yet completed the second reload.
It is precisely because of this that after the military order of Gushan Ezhen Adai was received, the Mongolian soldiers of the two yellow flags did not hesitate at all. They all roared, and with their shield soldiers in front, they launched a desperate charge.
Trying to use this to break down the Ming army's defense line on Changling Mountain!
Normally speaking, their idea was not wrong, but what they encountered today was not another Ming army, but the Xuanfu army.
Just when they rushed to the third trench while the Xuanfu Army gunners were reloading their ammunition, they were dumbfounded. They saw that the last obstacle in front of them was actually worse than the first trench.
Wider.
This trench is somewhat unusual, that is, it is not very deep, about the height of an average person's shoulders. If a person falls in it, they can still grab the edge of the trench with their hands and use their strength to pull themselves up.
But when climbing up, people are also in a defenseless state. That is because all the strength of the body is concentrated on the hands and arms. If they are attacked, they can only wait for death.
Of course, you can also let go of the ditch edge with both hands and let yourself fall back into the ditch.
But at this moment, those Mongolian soldiers had no choice. As more and more people behind them crossed the second trench, which was not wide, under the crowding, the Mongolian soldiers holding shields in the front row were involuntarily squeezed into the third trench.
In the ditch.
In desperation, they could only throw the heavy shields in their hands onto the opposite ramp and then climb up. When the Mongolian soldiers behind saw that they had successfully climbed up the ramp on the opposite side of the trench, they also jumped down from the trench.
Seeing that the Mongolian soldiers in front had climbed up the slope, they picked up their shields and rushed towards the thick trench wall with howls.
"Kill! Kill the Tatars! Kill..."
Suddenly, a roar came.
Groups of Xuanfu Army soldiers in red armor suddenly burst out from behind the trench wall. They formed a neat array, with the front row being sword and shield soldiers holding large shields, the second row and the third row
They are all spearmen.
The roaring sound was like the drum beat of the march. The cold soldiers and killers of the Xuanfu army stepped forward. The neat shield formation was like an iron wall, forcing the uneven Mongolian shield soldiers in front and back to retreat.
The spears behind the shield wall were thrust forward one after another as they stepped forward. Although the Mongolian soldiers were also protected by shields, they could not form a neat shield formation. There were many gaps in the middle, and sometimes they were blocked.
The one who stabbed.
The Mongolian soldiers who climbed up the slope first retreated step by step, and were stabbed down even more miserably. They were trampled by the boots of the Xuanfu Army soldiers, their joints were broken, and their skin and flesh were torn. There was no chance of survival. The condition was terrible!
However, the Mongolian soldiers behind were still jumping down the trench and climbing up the slope from the other side. They kept retreating in front of them, and kept pushing forward from behind.
Under this situation, the formation became completely chaotic, and the two waves of people before and after them were completely crowded together, and they were unable to move.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
On the contrary, the officers and soldiers of the Xuanfu Army became more and more courageous as they fought. They shouted slogans and kept pushing forward. The shield array was firmly embedded in the wall, and the spears were like a forest. They killed the Mongolian soldiers with fear. Some of them even directly
Turn around and squeeze backward as hard as you can.
Finally, the retreating Mongolian soldiers won the victory, and they fell back row by row into the trench they had just climbed up.
This third trench was more than two feet wide. Now, the trench was filled with Mongolian soldiers with two yellow flags. They were in a mess, and their shouts were mixed together, making it impossible to distinguish them.
"Who? Don't pull my big arm..."
"...You stepped on me...Get out of the way..."
"Get started...let me get up..."
At this time, the Xuanfu Army's shield array stopped advancing when it was less than five steps away from the edge of the trench.
"Everyone drops their shields!"
Following the loud orders from the generals of the Xuanfu Army, the shield soldiers in the front row neatly dropped their large shields on the ground. Each large shield was connected on the side to form a solid shield wall.
After that, the shield soldiers also squatted down, and then the pike soldiers in the last two rows also squatted down. The spears in their hands came out from the top edge of the shield formation and were slightly tilted upward to form a spear formation.
Just when the Mongolian soldiers on the other side of the trench were in shock, black lumps as big as human heads flew out from behind the Xuanfu Army soldiers.
The black lumps flashing with "呲岲" sparks flew straight forward across the Ming army's gun and shield array. Under the astonished eyes of the Mongolian soldiers on the other side of the ditch, they fell into the trench in front of the gun and shield array.
At this time, the Mongolian soldiers in the trench were crowded, and everyone was trying to find who would hold their hands and who would step on their feet.
No one noticed the black bumps flying towards them. Maybe some people saw them, but at this time they had no intention of paying attention to these external objects.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."
A deafening explosion suddenly sounded, resounding through the sky.
In the last wide trench in front of the Ming army's low-wall defense line in Changling Mountain, large swaths of black smoke immediately rose up, with countless broken arms and legs flying in the smoke.
Explosions continued one after another, and black smoke rose everywhere along the front line of the Ming army's defense line in Changling Mountain. None of the Mongolian soldiers in the trenches survived, and every one of them was torn to pieces.
After the war, when Chen Zheng ordered his people to clear the trenches, all they saw were charred corpses. It seemed that it was difficult to find even a slightly complete corpse of a Mongolian soldier.
"Thousands of enemies, surrender..."
A loud shout rang out from behind the Ming army's gun and shield formation. Following the shout, black lumps with sparks flew in one after another, and fell into the trench one by one.
"Boom...boom..." the sound continued, white smoke and black gas rose up, covering the sky and the sun. The sight of both the Ming and Qing Dynasties was blocked by this huge cloud of smoke.
…………
They retreated.
Finally, after leaving a pile of corpses, the second wave of Mongolian soldiers from the Two Yellow Banners who attacked the Ming army's position in Changling Mountain also retreated.
If we say that the first attack by Mongolia from the Outer Mongolia was just to test the strength of the Ming army guarding the mountain, it was also an extremely failed operation. It can be said that it lost the face of the Mongolian princes, Baylor, and Taiji from the Outer Mongolia.
But the second time, Duduo sent two powerful banners among the Eight Mongolian Banners, but they also encountered a setback on Changling Mountain. Not to mention heavy losses, the sad thing was that the Ming army did not even have the first trench wall defense line.
Can break through.
How can Duduo not be angry?
Ever since he followed his old slave Nurhaci in the war when he was a young boy, he has never been defeated in such a useless way as he is today.
He looked at the Mongolian Zhenghuang Banner on the mountain's forehead, Zhen Adai, and the Mongolian Huang Banner on the mountain's forehead, Zhen Lai, with a hint of disgust in his eyes.
Perhaps in Duduo's view, the reason why the Lianghuang Banners were defeated so violently and completely was not because of how powerful the Ming army on Changling Mountain was, but entirely because of their incompetence as generals.
"The general is incompetent and the three armies are exhausted!"
Duduo was completely convinced of this, and he indeed carried out everything according to it. However, Adai and Kuai Lai were the same people, and he had no power to deal with them.
But that didn't stop him from glaring at them with disgust.
"This damn thing might as well be Gulu Siqibu!"
Duduo whispered softly, his tone full of contempt and disgust for Adai and Bulai.
Ashan and Buyandai were right next to Duduo, but they could hear clearly and clearly. The two couldn't help but look at each other, and then looked at the right-wing flag of Karaqin, Zhasak Gulusi Qibu, who was standing aside.