In the face of absolute power, any bells and whistles are just paper tigers.
The problem is, when this power is not enough to completely crush the opponent, how to use your own power reasonably becomes a technical job and the key to victory.
When two disorganized groups of people were engaged in a life-and-death fight wielding stone sticks, the emergence of formations tilted the balance of victory. In the following thousands of years, various formations appeared in wars, complementing each other, assisting and cooperating.
All for one purpose - to win.
When weapons and armor are fully available, the proficiency in the use of formations and the obedience of soldiers are actually the key to victory in battle formations. In the battles between the Ming army and the Tartars, it is not that there were no such examples.
Armies that meet all conditions, and without exception, these armies have achieved impressive results when facing the Tartars.
Unless the power of the Tartars is far superior to that of the Ming army, it will be almost difficult for the Tartars to take advantage.
However, such Ming troops were in the minority after all, and most of the Ming troops, who lacked heavy armor and cavalry, had to rely on solid city walls and forts to withstand the impact of the Tartar cavalry. After many battles, this almost became the Ming army.
The normal state of fighting against the Tartars.
Unless absolutely necessary, the Ming army tried its best to avoid large groups of soldiers and horses engaging in field battles with large groups of Tartar soldiers and horses, until now.
Tens of thousands of Ming troops lined up and took the initiative to attack the Tartar camp. Apart from making everyone feel a little proud, few people realized that in fact, their actions today had a huge impact on the battle between the Ming Dynasty and Hou Jin Dynasty.
The war has become a huge turning point.
If the Jin Dynasty had always maintained its offensive against the Ming Dynasty in the past, then, from today on, it will no longer be the case.
The main army on the left also began to move. Their advance was blocked by the cavalry on the opposite side of the Tartars. The large number of cavalry repeated the scene that Jiang Wan had seen in the Battle of Zhenjiang Fort.
Testing, harassing, attacking, then being counterattacked, defeated, then they retreated, replaced with a new army, and repeated the process.
During this process, the lives of soldiers on both sides were like firewood in a furnace, being ignited one by one and then disappearing. On the extremely fierce battlefield, countless people died and countless people were injured and disabled every moment.
These people include Tartars, Ming troops, warriors who have been fighting for many years, and new soldiers who have just entered the battlefield.
The entire battlefield was like a huge furnace, with batches of firewood brought in and then burned cleanly, and batches of new firewood were replenished.
Firewood has no thoughts; only the owner of the hand that holds the firewood and puts them into the furnace has thoughts.
Jiang Wan put down the telescope in his hand and rubbed his eyes.
Time on the battlefield passed much slower than he imagined. From the first arrow shot by the first attacking Tartars to land on the head of the Ming army to now, it was only half an hour at most.
But he felt that a long, long time had passed, and in such a long time, he did not find the location of the opponent's coach.
He didn't know that Huang Taiji was really frightened by the artillery battle at the beginning of the war. Although the handsome flag still stood in Houjin's camp, he himself and the important ministers around him had moved away from the handsome flag.
It was moved to a hill where it could overlook the battlefield and was difficult to be discovered by the Ming army.
This is why Jiang Wan's telescope has been wandering near the enemy's commander's flag for a long time, but he has not found the suspected enemy commander's location.
It's not that Jiang Wan is incompetent, it's that the Tartars are too cunning.
He didn't know what kind of shock a group of cannons with a range of six or seven miles and such accuracy had on Huang Taiji. It was better for him to hold back and use them. Otherwise, according to the regulations before these rapid-fire cannons were officially sent to the battlefield.
According to the test firing data, the farthest shell can fall ten miles away.
Even in his opinion, shotguns with such a range are completely inaccurate, but with the number and rate of fire of the rapid-fire cannons he currently possesses, the shells can really cover a large area in a short time.
If you want to survive in the covered area, it depends purely on luck and God's will. Personal efforts and struggles are meaningless.
"Hurry up!"
The whistle sounded behind him, and Feng Changxin shouted loudly to his companions. After that, all the people crawled out from the gap between the planks and ran towards the place where the whistle sounded. Feng Changxin called his people while running.
, he looked back and saw countless figures like them climbing out of the tunnel one after another in the long and spreading tunnel.
"Follow me, don't get separated!" He shouted loudly, "Get in line, get in line..."
The reserve soldiers were gathering. Feng Changxin didn't know how the fighting was going, but he had a vague feeling of uneasiness in his heart. Half an hour after the battle started, even the new soldiers were getting ready. How fierce was the fighting ahead?
The sound of firecrackers in the distance was continuous, and there was almost no pause. It was like this to the east, and it was like this to the west, but there was no movement at all directly in front of them.
The artillery in the camp behind them also seemed to have taken a rest, firing from time to time, and it was no longer as powerful as when the battle started.
"Spear Squad, Spear Squad!"
An officer shouted loudly in front, and pairs of spearmen gathered in front of him. Feng Changxin also joined with his team. The deputy of the team beside him looked around, as if he wanted to find something.
"There are no fire musketeers, no shield bearers..."
The team deputy's face was a little ugly, and he was mumbling. In the noisy queue, this voice was inaudible, but Feng Changxin could hear it clearly.
"Is there a problem?" His voice was trembling. This was a matter of life and death, so it seemed understandable that he would be a little nervous.
"There's a problem!" the team deputy said easily: "Are you relying on a spear formation to kill the enemy? Anyway, I have never experienced this kind of fighting method. The Tartar war horses are very powerful. If there are no fire soldiers to stop them, we can stop them."
Can’t live!”
"Yeah!"
Feng Changxin's face suddenly darkened. He and his squad were originally in the middle of the group, but the officer in front split the entire spearmen array into two, and he and his squad suddenly became the second row.
The team deputy's face also turned pale. There was no need for him to explain at this moment. Feng Changxin also knew what the position of himself and his team meant.
"Don't be cowardly!" He said hoarsely to his companions: "If you want to die, you have to die standing up. According to the training, no one can even think about running away. Behind us are the supervising team and people from the Military Intelligence Department.
Well, if anyone runs away, the good life of the whole family will be gone!"
"It's not certain who will die!"
Someone said harshly and raised his chest high: "Tatars are also human beings. Even if they die, I will have someone to support me..."
The whistle sounded, and Feng Changxin listened intently. It was an order to rest on the spot and standby. Shouting on the battlefield no longer had much effect. The meanings of various whistles, gongs and drums, and even flags were something that every officer had to memorize.
Things in my heart.
Even the most junior officer like Feng Changxin is the same.
The cannons in the camp behind them suddenly roared again, and everyone looked up to the sky, as if they thought they could clearly see the cannonballs passing over their heads.
"The fight started!"
The team deputy nodded to Feng Changxin seriously: "It's our front!"
"I know!" Feng Changxin took a deep breath: "My family lives on Bing'er Street, Tingzibao, Zhenjiangbao. I also have a mother and a sister at home. I still have one or two and nine cents of money from this month's salary.
I'm going to die, take this back with me!"
"Don't worry about this!" the team deputy said solemnly: "The people from the Pension Department of the Military and Political Yamen will take care of these things! Didn't you say you wanted to get the reward for killing the Tatars? I also want to follow you to get the reward.
Oh, by the way, is your sister beautiful? Has she found someone to marry..."
Feng Changxin looked at the team deputy with a serious look on his face: "Get out of here..."
On a hill a few miles away, Huang Taiji, dressed in military uniform, was riding on a horse, looking at the fierce battlefield in front of him. Around him, cavalry with orders were constantly coming and going, and generals were also passing by him from time to time.
From time to time, generals came back to report.
"Is the catapult set up?"
He looked in the direction of his handsome flag and asked loudly.
"It will take a stick of incense to report to the Great Khan!" a general replied loudly.
"Three hundred seconds, the catapult must be arranged!" Huang Taiji ordered with a calm expression: "The time is up, if it is not arranged, the commander of the killing car battalion! The deputy commander will take over! After that, one hundred and twenty seconds,
Before the arrangements are made, the deputy commander will be killed, and the captain of the first team will continue to take over, and so on..."
"Hey!" The general led a group of murderous Zhenghuang Banner cavalry towards the direction of the carriage camp.
Several more messengers ran over from a distance, reporting their respective casualties to the banner owners around him. Huang Taiji looked at everything in silence, and from time to time, the messengers popped out a few words that he had an impression of.
The names are all the rising stars of his Daijin. They can grow into warriors if they are given a little more time to practice. Unfortunately, after today, these names will disappear forever in his court.
"Abatai!"
Huang Taiji suddenly shouted, and Abatai, who was not far away, hurried over and bowed down to wait for his order.
"Has the army of the Han army flag you selected set off?"
"Commander, when the war started, these soldiers and horses put on the clothes of the Ming Army and headed towards Phoenix City. Although the generals of the Ming Army are probably on the battlefield at this moment, there are people over there in Phoenix City.
Even more empty…”
"If things go well, everyone who participates in the battle will be rewarded with half a future!" Huang Taiji said calmly: "The leader will be rewarded with a future!"
"Khan, this reward is too generous!" Abate swallowed: "If this is the case, it is better for me to lead the troops myself, so as not to take advantage of these guys!"
"If things don't work out, all the remaining soldiers will be killed!" Huang Taiji glanced at him: "I, Dajin, don't raise trash, especially trash like these Han army flags!"
"I understand, follow the will of the Great Khan!"
Suddenly, waves of uniform shouts rang out from around them. They both turned their heads and saw dozens of catapults starting to roll in the direction of the handsome flag. Under the huge elastic force, they would
One by one, huge stones were thrown towards the heads of the Ming army.
Everyone could see with the naked eye that rocks were flying all over the sky, carrying a huge sound of wind, heading towards the enemy with murderous intent.
I don’t know who made the first shout, but in an instant, the shouts spread.
"The catapult has moved!" Abatai said with a happy face, and in his eyes, the attack caused by the catapult had already caused casualties in the Ming army's array.
This is really a pleasing scenery.
"Let's attack from the front! Khan..."
"No, wait a minute!" Huang Taiji looked at the rear of the Ming army in the distance and shook his head.
He always had a strong premonition that his catapult would not be the longest-range weapon on this battlefield. The Ming army's artillery could hit his artillery position several miles away, and perhaps, it could also hit his catapult position.
.
Even if he left the commander's place in the name of supervising the battle, he would not tell Abatai about his worries.
When the catapults were launched in the second round, but before the third round, the Ming army's artillery shells arrived as promised. The shouts of the Hou Jin army were so deafening, and the silence at that moment was so suffocating.
The Ming army's artillery seemed to have been aiming in this direction, waiting for this opportunity. Countless artillery shells swarmed from the Ming army camp and exploded above the heads of the Houjinche camp. He was not even
Instead of relying on huge cannonballs to cause damage, they seemed to gather together in mid-air, and then began to pound countless tiny iron sand and iron pellets downwards one by one.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the entire camp was enveloped by a storm composed of steel. Within the area covered, whether it was a huge catapult or a small human body, every one of them was beaten to pieces in such a storm.
Hundreds of holes and fragmented.
The Ming army in the distance could not see the tragedy they had caused. Perhaps they knew what kind of tragedy they had caused, but they did not care at all. Instead, they continued to fire endless projectiles without mercy, maintaining the
With such a storm, everyone and objects in the storm can no longer look like any objects.
Even Huang Taiji's handsome flag, which was far enough away from the car camp, was broken in this storm - broken inch by inch!
Huang Taiji's face seemed to have all the blood drained from his face. He gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "Tulige, raise the handsome flag! Guard the handsome flag!"
"Hey!" A thick-shouldered guard behind him responded loudly.
Huang Taiji turned the horse's head: "Every banner leader, every commander, will supervise the battle with our central army, all follow me..."
Someone had already realized what had happened, turned around and mounted his horse without hesitation, and followed Huang Taiji. On the small hill, there was sudden chaos.