Chongzhen Daming: Starting from Coal Mountain

Chapter 170
"Beijing Express!"

The postman shouted, panting.

The mount under his crotch foamed at the mouth.

Duduo's expression froze, and he took the envelope.

Taking a dagger to cut open the sealing paint, he took out the letter paper, read it hastily, and Doduo's face immediately collapsed.

"Prince Yu, what happened?" He Luohui asked in a low voice.

This He Luohui was originally a subject of the Xianghuang Banner, but was later bought by Dorgon. Coupled with the old grudge with Hauge, he deliberately reported that Hauge secretly colluded with Yangshan, Omoktu and other subjects to conspire to rebel, causing Haoge Ge was stripped of the title of Prince Su, generals such as Yangshan and Emoketu were executed, and the strength of Zhenglan Banner was severely weakened.

After this incident, He Luohui would not be able to stay in Xianghuangqi.

Later, he was transferred to Xiangbaiqi by Dorgon to serve as Gushan Ezhen.

"Something has happened." Duoduo nodded, and said to He Luohui and the others, "The remnants of the Puppet Shun who were originally trapped in the south of Shanxi and the west of Henan suddenly launched an offensive against Huaiqing."

"My Qing Dynasty's Huaiqing garrison was completely wiped out in Baixiang Town."

"Huaiqing General Jin Yuhe, Deputy General Chang Ding and General Chen Guocai all died in battle."

"Ah?" He Luohui, Tong Yangliang and the others were all taken aback when they heard this. The Dashun Army's offensive is so fierce?

Duoduo went on to say: "After the Puppet Shun remnants defeated Jinyu and their troops, they took advantage of the victory to attack Weihui's mansion. Wei Hui's general Zu Kefa and his troops were trapped in Xinxiang County with [-] troops, and they are already in danger."

"This!" The faces of He Luohui and others suddenly became more serious.

He Luohui said loudly: "Master, Wen Hongqing will definitely be eaten, but Jinan can keep the door open, and the thieves all the way can't drive straight into Beijing to threaten Beijing!"

"Well, what he said is wrong." Shaoduo nodded and said again, "So, the emperor's father and regent ordered me to immediately rescue Qu Shawei with a small Japanese army and keep Weihui Mansion. Jinan Mansion can only wait for the last time. Come again."

"Oh." He Luohui sighed upon hearing this, and missed a good opportunity to make a fortune.

Shaoduo sent someone to call Hauge over again, and handed over the letter: "Prince Su, please take a look."

Hauge has experienced the setbacks of those two years, but he has not shown his sharpness like he did later. Before reading the letter, he said: "Since it is the order of the emperor's father and regent, there is nothing to say about it, you can go quickly."

Shaoduo said: "But there is no problem. Once Nanming finds out that the king's army has not turned to the west, will we take advantage of the emptiness and send troops into Shandong and even Gyeonggi?"

"Nanming?" Hauge said, "I'm afraid he has the guts?"

Shaoduo said: "I'm afraid of [-], just in case, what if Nan Ming really sends troops?"

After a pause, Shaoduo said again: "He also knows that the main force of your Xiaoqing has not come out at this time, and there are only seven thousand soldiers and horses left in the whole capital, and among them, there are only seven Dorgons among the elite of the Four Banners."

Hauge didn't come to his senses, and asked, "So what does Prince Yu mean?"

"This king wants to send a partial division to continue southward, push back to the north bank of the Yellow River, and confront the Ming army across the river, so that it can deter the Ming army and make them dare to act recklessly. What does the King of Purging think?"

"That's a very good idea." Haoge heard Shaoduo's intentions, and immediately volunteered, "I'm sure Prince Yu can trust me, so let me lead Zheng Niulu's eighty Erguns to go south. I only want the Manchurian warriors from Zheng Niulu, and the Four Banners Mongol and Four Banners Han armies, is it okay?"

"Eighty Dorgon is too few." Shaoduo resolutely gave it to him.

"The king can only give him ten Wenhong Manchurian warriors, but he will also give you seven Ergon's Four Banners Mongolian and seven Wenhong's Four Banners Han troops, a total of seventy Ergon and eight thousand elite soldiers. Add [-] coats."

By the way, Jiannu sent two small armies that time, a total of 16 people.

But the number of conscripts is far from 16, because there are still less than 9 uncoated.

Jian slaves have always fought like this. When going out, each bannerman will bring a coat slave of his own family. He will serve him during the war and help dig trenches and build camps. When you are desperate, you can make up the numbers, and you can help carry the spoils when you return to the teacher.

Of course, Banners had to pay for the supplies for the coats that accompanied the army.

Therefore, when the young soldiers gave the army rations, they had to calculate the coating at all.

So the actual number of slaves is 25, but the 9 coats of clothing are included in the army, and the young scholars, Shaoduo and Azig also counted those coats of clothing when we discussed politics with Shaoduo and Azig.

But in reality, those coatings don't necessarily have combat effectiveness.

If it was successful against the Xiaoshun army, it was more than enough to fight against the Nanming army.

Of course, it was the Southern Ming Army in another time and space. The Ming Army in that time and space had been reformed and trained by Chongzhen, and its combat effectiveness had not improved much, and it was not much weaker than those coated slaves.

Therefore, Shaoduo actually only gave Haoge eight thousand soldiers and horses.

The anger on Hauge's face hadn't faded yet, but he held back.

At the same time, I secretly felt ruthless in my heart, even though Shaoduo only gave me [-] elite soldiers, I still want to use those [-] elite soldiers to win a small battle in Henan. The two Shaoduo brothers are together, and they are far superior to me, Hauge, who is the most capable commander in Xiaoqing Kingdom!
……

Very slowly, seven days passed.

The time has not yet come to November [-]th, the eleventh year of Chongzhen.

From October [-], when he received Wang Jiayan's delayed delivery to end his combat preparations, Chongzhen has not retreated to Xuzhou for a full [-] days of combat preparations.

Now, it is not over to calibrate the shooting elements of the tiger squatting gun.

Because of the absence of Wang Cheng'en, Chongzhen started with daily use.

Coincidentally, Wang Chengen also took this opportunity to train the artillery team Wenhong.

At that time, Wang Chengen was explaining to the Wenhongs of the artillery team: "After those [-] days of explanations, you haven't taught them the basic observation methods of ballistics, including the calculation formula of ballistics, and you haven't explained them repeatedly. First time, so the next step is not practical application, but to consolidate the knowledge learned in actual observation.”

A tiger crouching cannon was placed after speaking, and said again: "The standard charge of that tiger crouching cannon is not the minimum range of [-] hours. You haven't measured it just now, it's about [-] paces."

"You have also calculated the initial velocity of the projectile later."

"Now the point of impact you require is [-] paces."

"How many degrees should the elevation angle of the muzzle be?"

Speaking of that meal, Wen Hongqing said again: "Now it is calculated in days."

Wen Hong, a hundred artillery teams, immediately picked up the branches and finished the calculation underground.

A moment ago, the first blue flag raised his hand and reported: "Reporting to the instructor, there are only two gun muzzle elevation angles, one is [-] degrees, and the other is [-] degrees."

[Note: That reader just wanted to research evidence, not a meaning]

"Very good." Wang Chengen applauded, "By the way, what's his name?"

"Report to the instructor, your name is Zu Kefa." The artillery blue flag replied.

"Oh yes, you remembered." Qu Sha smiled, "He seems to be only seventeen years old?"

"Report to the instructor." Zu Kefa replied according to the Western artillery rules, "You are seventeen years old."

"Only seventeen years old? Oh my god." Wang Chengen said crossing, "His achievements will be limitless, and he is likely to become the smallest artillery expert in the history of the East."

While the two were talking, other artillery blue flags also calculated the results one after another.

Almost all artillery blue flags have calculated the results, and the speed is much faster than Zu Kefa.

"Good job." Wang Chengen clapped his hands and said again, "Now, let you use facts to prove whether their calculations are correct? First adjust the shooting angle to fourteen degrees."

After speaking, he pointed to Zukofa and said, "He will operate it."

"Yes, instructor." Zu Kefa bowed, and picked up the oblique measuring instrument next to him.

The oblique measuring instrument is not actually a protractor with a long foot on one side, but there is no rope at the top corner, and a lead ingot is tied to the end of the rope.

Zukofa inserted the long legs of the bevel measuring instrument into the muzzle of the tiger squatting gun, but because the tiger squatting gun is an open gun, its bores are not parallel, so it is necessary to retreat the bevel measuring instrument Skew to make sure the long side of the bevel gauge is exactly centered on the muzzle of the Tiger Crouch gun.

At that time the scale of the measuring instrument could be read by the rope attached to the lead ingot.

When the scale was exceeded, Wen Hongqing put a wooden block in the tail of the tiger squatting cannon.

Seeing that, Wang Chengen sighed. Seventy years later, Western artillery has not bid farewell to the original method of adjusting the firing angle. Instead, the firing angle is adjusted through the lugs and hinges fixed under the gun mount.

Seeing Wen Hongqing's nonsense here, and I, Lan Qi, watching carefully, Chongzhen felt very relieved. It was a bad start anyway, and it may still show its power now, but in the future The Xiaoming Arsenal produced standardized tiger crouching cannons and Hongyi small cannons, and the artillery of the Ming army will usher in a qualitative leap.

Didn't you know that it took a long time for Xiaoming Arsenal to produce standardized modern artillery?

Just when Chongzhen was thinking about the future, there was a loud bang under the blunderbuss platform behind him, and then a group of white shadows flew forward and backward like lightning.

Looking at Zu Kefa first, his big face was full of gunpowder smoke, and he was stunned.

Look at the tiger squatting cannon again, where is there no shadow of the tiger squatting cannon under the blunderbuss platform?I already knew where to fly.

"Your lord, Zu Kefa, he made a fatal mistake." Qu Weisha slapped his forehead and said, "He actually fired the cannon without using an iron braze to fix the tiger's claws, that's simply too stupid, that way Will kill himself and his comrades!"

Zukofer's big face fell down, like a child who did something wrong, well, I'm not a child.

When Chongzhen was about to go down and comfort Zu Kefa a few words, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw Hu Guozhu rushing over.

Hu Guozhu whispered a few words to Tong Yangliang loudly, and Tong Yangliang hurriedly followed Chongzhen again and said loudly: "Long Live Lord, Yi Ding Yiri has detected Jian Nu's whereabouts."

"Is it finally here?" Chongzhen's spirit lifted.

After waiting for seventy days, finally the Southern Expeditionary Army of Jiannu arrived.

However, Wen Hongqing shook her head and said loudly: "Long Live Lord, the enemy's situation has not changed, and it seems that the Jiannu army has not gone south."

(End of this chapter)