After the smoke cleared, in front of the new army's position, the corpses of Mongolians and horses were scattered all over the place, almost piled up into a hill.
Yuzhu put down the monocular telescope in his hand. He did not expect that the Mongolians, who were always good at calculating, would actually have the spirit to go through fire and water?
Opposite, Old Fourteen did not have a monocular telescope. Although he could not see the specific casualties clearly, he had already realized that the Sanyin Nuoyan Department was finished.
The entire Sanyin Nuoyan tribe only has more than 60,000 people. This battle has just begun, and 10,000 elite cavalry have been eliminated. How can the entire tribe survive?
No matter how many Mongols die, Old Fourteen will not care.
However, in just one encounter, the Mongols lost 10,000 people. This loss was too great!
The Mongolians around Old Fourteen all looked frightened and avoided looking at Old Fourteen.
How could Old Fourteen not understand? These guys are obviously afraid of being sent up to be cannon fodder!
In order to cheer up the Mongols, Old Fourteen gritted his teeth and took out his trump card - the artillery brigade of the Rakshasa Kingdom.
Due to the short-sightedness of the old emperor, most of the cannons manufactured were lightweight mother-and-sonium cannons.
The artillerymen in the firearms battalion under Old Fourteen were almost all sub-cannons with extremely short ranges, and were obviously no match for the British army artillery.
However, Old Fourteen borrowed an integrated artillery brigade from the Rakshasa people and had just arrived on the battlefield.
The artillery brigade of the Rakshasa people has nearly a hundred light and heavy artillery pieces. Among them, the two heaviest cannons are 12-pound cannons imported from France.
The 12-pound gun has a maximum range of about 2,000 meters and an effective range of 1,200 meters.
Because the 12-pounder cannon is too heavy and difficult to move, it is generally used in siege warfare.
If the Rakshasa artillery brigade had arrived ten days earlier, Youyuguan in Shanxi would have been breached!
The artillery brigade commander of the Rakshasa Kingdom was named Vasily Yegorovich Fruge. He was the brother-in-law of the Governor of the Far East, so he was promoted very quickly.
Old Fourteen said to Fluge very politely: "Dear General Fluge, it's all up to you."
After listening to the general's translation, Fluge, who had the rank of brigadier general, laughed and said, "Don't worry, I will blow all those yellow-skinned monkeys into pieces."
Tongshi felt a little guilty. He didn't dare to translate the four words "yellow-skinned monkey" and casually used the word "barbarian" to fool Old Fourteen.
The fourteenth old man couldn't understand the Rakshasa language, so he had no choice but to let the generals deceive him.
"Go back!" Following the order, the Eight Banners soldiers in front of the Old Fourteenth Formation suddenly turned around and walked back.
Yuzhu noticed this amazing change, quickly raised his telescope and looked over.
You wouldn't know it by looking at it, but at first glance, Yuzhu was really shocked.
I saw that after the Eight Banners Army in the front row on the opposite side retreated to the back, dense artillery and artillery were exposed at the front of the entire position.
When Yuzhu saw clearly that two 12-pound cannons actually appeared in the artillery position opposite, he couldn't help but take a breath.
As for artillery, the farther the range, the greater the power and the stronger the deterrent effect.
"oгohь! (a guo ni)" Following Fluger's order, two 12-pound heavy cannons took the lead in firing.
"boom……"
"Boom..." Accompanied by two loud noises, two huge and fiery red iron balls came out of their bodies, soared into the sky, and almost in the blink of an eye, they smashed into the crowd of the New Army.
After the two fireballs landed, they rolled and bounced recklessly.
Wherever the iron ball went, broken arms flew everywhere, broken legs were everywhere, and screams were endless.
A New Army soldier was unfortunately hit in the chest. Alas, his whole body was immediately shattered, and his stumps and broken arms were flying everywhere.
Yuzhu knew that due to the addition of Rakshasa artillery, the situation on the battlefield had deteriorated sharply.
In particular, the Rakshasa people have heavy artillery and can bombard the new army's lines with impunity.
The New Army's 8-pounder guns had a shorter range and could not reach the Rakshasa artillery positions.
"Order Liu Shenghong to advance forward with the artillery." Yuzhu knew in his heart that it was definitely not a wise move to stay where he was and endure the bombing.
Artillery Co-Commander Liu Shenghong, who received the order, also knew that the situation was critical. At this time, he could no longer worry about the casualties of the artillery.
If they sit back and watch the Rakshasa's heavy artillery, taking advantage of their long range, to launch continuous bombardments, the new army will have no power to fight back.
"Brothers, follow me and push the cannon forward." Liu Shenghong rolled up his sleeves himself, led a gun crew, slowly pushed the cannon, and moved closer to the enemy.
At this moment, no matter how much nonsense you talk, it is better to lead by example.
Xie Tong fought on the most dangerous front line regardless of life and death. What else could the other artillerymen say?
However, at this time, an accident still happened.
The British instructors not only did not move forward, but instead trotted collectively and retreated back.
"Wo youma..."
"Eighteen generations of your ancestors..."
"There are no good foreign devils out there..."
The artillerymen pushed the cannon forward while shouting curses.
"These ghosts have no buttholes for giving birth to sons, and they can only be concubines when giving birth to daughters!" As the co-president, Liu Shenghong scolded her more harshly than anyone else.
Unexpectedly, the speed of cursing and pushing the cannon this time was actually much faster than before.
In fact, pushing the cannon closer to the enemy is the right decision.
Because the Rakshasa came from afar and brought only two heavy cannons imported from France.
The remaining goose-made 8-pound cannons are far inferior to the 8-pound cannon imported from Britain in terms of range and power.
Old Fourteen saw the advantage and saw the enemy's artillery moving. He rolled his eyes and immediately ordered Prince Chahar to lead his cavalry to attack the enemy's artillery.
Prince Chahar hesitated and refused to go. The fourth son lowered his face and said coldly: "If you don't go, I will kill all your sons!"
When he took refuge with Lao Shi4, Prince Chahar deliberately sent all his five sons as hostages in order to gain the trust of Lao Fourteen.
Now, I regret it so much!
However, Prince Chahar also knew that the Fourteenth Old Man was a ruthless guy. What could he not do?
Forced into desperation, Prince Chahar had no choice but to rush out with his 10,000 cavalrymen.
Yuzhu had long expected that Old Fourteen would do this, and immediately ordered the infantry lines in the second and third towns to overtake the advancing artillery team and form a battle formation.
The advancing speed of the artillery was impossibly fast, and the New Army soldiers who were following behind them overtook each other one after another and formed three dense rows.
Although the Rakshasa's 12-pound heavy cannon has a long range and great power, its rate of fire is only once every ten minutes.
After Prince Chahar rushed out with the cavalry, the two 12-pound heavy cannons roared again.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Two big flaming iron balls fell into the ranks of the new army again, immediately killing many people.
The flaming iron ball was rushing through the ranks of the new army, unstoppable.
Faced with the huge casualties, Yuzhu could only endure his grief and pretended not to see it.
War is cruel and cannot be without bloodshed and sacrifice!
Prince Chahar suppressed his overwhelming anger and personally led more than 10,000 cavalry from his tribe, charging murderously at the New Army's large force, which only had three lines of formation.
In modern army operations, when large units of tens of thousands fight, even if the commander on the far left of the queue issues an order, it is impossible for everyone to hear it.
At this time, it is necessary to rely on the bugle to take command.
Why can we only line up in three rows?
Because the bugle cannot convey too complex messages, in practice, it can only direct three rows of soldiers to fire at most.
A few more rows of soldiers, let alone shooting at the enemy, our own people will be in chaos first.
Behind Yuzhu, five rows of trumpeters stood.
As Prince Chahar's cavalry troop rushed closer and closer, Yuzhu decisively ordered: "First row, raise your guns!"
A total of thirty trumpeters in five rows blew the bugle at the same time, "Beep, beep."
The nearly 10,000 soldiers in the first row raised their rifles one after another according to the bugle instructions.
Seeing the leading cavalrymen rushing into the 80-meter death shooting zone, Yuzhu ordered without hesitation: "Fire."
Five rows of trumpeters played a long tune together, "Da..."
"Bah bang bang..." Nearly ten thousand bullets came out, forming a dense barrage.
"ah……"
"My mother..."
"My ancestors..."
The dense barrage, like a combine harvester harvesting wheat, successfully cut down a large area of the Mongolians at the forefront.
The Mongolian cavalry fell one after another sixty meters away in front of the new army's position.
"Pah, pah, pah..." The rifles of the new army fired volleys, one after another, never stopping.
Through Yuzhu's monocular telescope, he could see clearly that all the Mongolians had a look of fear on their faces.
Soon, about ten meters in front of the New Army's line position, Mongolian corpses piled up like mountains, blocking the way for our own people to charge forward.
Prince Chahar was on the verge of tears. In just a short time, the elite warriors of his tribe had suffered over a thousand casualties.
If we continue to fight like this, not only will our son not be saved, but the tribe will also perish like those idiots from Sanyin Nuoyan!
Prince Chahar closed his eyes and decisively ordered to retreat to the west!
The Prince's Banner fled to the west, and the Mongols followed suit and fled to the west.
Yuzhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When they meet on a narrow road, the brave one must win!
Before Old Fourteen could react, Liu Shenghong led the artillery and finally advanced to a distance of about 1,000 meters.
The artillerymen were busy setting up the cannon, loading the ammunition, and loading the shells.
"Divide into three groups and follow orders before firing!"
"Ready, release!" Liu Shenghong stood at the position that originally belonged to the foreign artillery chief instructor, and chopped off his arm with all his strength.
"Boom, boom, boom..." Dozens of 8-pound cannons roared with revenge.
Dozens of flaming red iron balls smashed into the enemy's position almost at the same time. The iron balls bounced, rolled, and collided, causing the Chinese army of the Fourteenth Army to wail like ghosts and howl, and the wails shook the sky.
After about a minute, Liu Shenghong ordered again, "Fire!"
Dozens of 8-pound army guns in the second group also roared with revenge.
Limited by the backwardness of metallurgical technology and gunpowder manufacturing technology, the actual range of the so-called 8-pounder cannon of the Rakshasa Kingdom is only equivalent to that of the British 6-pounder cannon.
When the artillery of the two armies was one thousand meters apart, the Rakshasa State's artillery, except for two heavy cannons, was unable to fight back.