Great Qing Dynasty talker

Chapter 226: Destroy the Capital Firearms Camp, then turn around and head north
The Eight Banners Firearms Battalion opened fire~
It was a standard volley of rounds. The front row emptied the gun chamber, and then they crouched and quickly retreated from the gap to the back to reload. This also made room for the brothers in the second row.

In the Matchlock Corps, the gap between soldiers is often about 1 meter.

Because a burning match rope is dangerous and can accidentally ignite if you get it too close.

What they used was a heavy matchlock gun, which was an imitation of the Zambalak musket, an imported weapon that made the Eight Banners sad in the northwest.

At a distance of 180 steps, the heavy matchlock guns in their hands were ideal.

[Note, this is not very rigorous. The step the author writes is the distance a normal person can take forward. In the Qing Dynasty, one step was officially five feet. 】

As for visual aiming, it doesn't exist. Most of them shoot with flat ends. The main reason is that they are afraid of burning their eyes at the moment of firing.

Many militiamen were shot and seriously injured.

The originally tight formation was in chaos.

Jingqi's matchlock guns may be old and have a slow rate of fire, but their quality is acceptable and their power is sufficient.

"Five steps forward, free fire."

"Fill the gaps, everyone takes 15 steps forward."

The distance is getting closer and closer, and you can already clearly see the teeth of the person opposite.

"Free Fire."

Zhao Erhu strode forward, and the flag bearer quickly followed, holding the team's flag.

A rod penetrated his face.

Although it is a smoothbore gun, it has good air tightness because of the lead bullet processing technology and it is wrapped with a layer of nitrated paper.

The flag bearer behind Zhao Erhu died.

Shoot again, move forward again.

Zhao Erhu was very lucky that he was not hit. He raised his sword and shouted:

Before the firearms battalion's second salvo, another round was fired.

……

The scene was chaotic.

He was bleeding from severe pain and fell to the ground wailing.

The Eight Banners soldiers began to be unable to bear the pressure, their movements began to be chaotic, and their hands and feet began to tremble.

A leader of the Eight Banners shouted at the top of his lungs.

In an instant, explosive gunfire rang out, pouring out the anger and fear of the firearms battalion generals.

Seeing that the chief officer was so fierce, the militiamen also followed suit.

Zhao Erhu shouted at the top of his lungs.

The effect of the volley was good. The Eight Banners soldiers on the opposite side who were busy reloading fell on their backs, and the front row was completely empty.

He took the lead, the officers followed, and the militiamen followed instinctively, striding forward to the beat of the drums.

The heavy military flag fell to the ground, causing brief confusion.

Without him, he would be frightened by the other side.

……

At a distance of about 100 steps, the power of the projectile is relatively excessive.

Shoot, move forward.

The militiaman who was shot seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer and flew backwards.

People around me kept getting shot. Although the wounds were not terrible, people were not wild boars. Who could bear it?

The military flag is still moving forward, driving everyone's instinct to move forward.

"Load the gun and fire freely."

Before the firearms battalion flagmen had finished loading, the militiamen had already finished loading the second round, omitting the step of clearing the gun and making it very fast.

"Stop, everyone shoot."

The militiamen immediately entered a state of immersion, with only one idea in their minds: to fire a few more shots before the enemy fired.

Everyone's brains have become mechanical, with a large amount of adrenaline secreted, and they are just loading and shooting driven by muscle memory.

The overthrown militiamen pushed aside their dead companions and returned to the formation to continue shooting.

Many people scattered the gunpowder with trembling hands and were busy firing without taking out the gun.

The first row of militiamen who had calmed down knelt on one knee, the second row stood up and fired, and the third row shot from the shoulders of the two adjacent people in the front row.

The moment they fell, many people were still confused. Why did the enemy reload so quickly?
This is impossible!

Many firearms battalion flag men who had just fired the bullets, put away the gun bar, and adjusted the position of the match rope were shot and fell down.

……

He was clearly not slow in reloading, but the person opposite seemed to be someone else and kept firing.

The Xishan Jianrui Battalion watching the battle from behind burst into thunderous cheers and raised their sabers above their heads.

As a military branch with a relatively short history that is good at mountain warfare and conquering strongholds, their status among the Beijing Banners is very low.

There was a melee ahead, and the gunpowder smoke was so thick that even Liang Ming couldn't see clearly what was going on.

Kill the general and capture the flag?

If it is true, he is going to promote this lucky guy severely and ask for a decree to reward him with a brave warrior named Baturu.

But unfortunately, that damn military flag was erected again.

Several of Zhao Erhu's soldiers knew that the military flag must not fall down, so they threw their guns and rushed over, slamming the flagpole on the ground.

On the battlefield, people will instinctively hit the most eye-catching target. For example, those who carry big flags, those who ride white horses, those with shining golden armor, those who like to shout wildly~
The flags drew heavy fire. In just a short period of time, the flag bearers changed several times.

Zhao Erhu had already fallen into a state of mechanical daze. He poured in the gunpowder, clicked the gun butt hard twice, grabbed a lead bullet and put it in, and clicked twice again.

Then pour some gunpowder into the pool and shoot.

The front lines between the two sides have become blurred, and the canine teeth are intertwined. The distance is so close that they can spit.

Even if loaded like this, the power of lead bullets is greatly reduced, but at such a short distance, there is no difference.

From time to time, Eight Banners soldiers could not bear the tremendous psychological pressure and lost their minds and used their muskets as big sticks.

He saw with his own eyes that a short, fat flagman with a mustache grabbed the barrel of a gun, swung the musket and smashed the head of a militiaman who was busy loading, causing blood.

Then he howled and rushed towards himself.

Bang, a shot within 5 steps.

A piece of this man's head was knocked off, and blood mist filled the sky.

"Win, win."

Zhao Erhu's roar aroused the response of the surrounding militiamen, and cheers came and went.

Everyone suddenly became energetic and formed a team again, ready to knock down the last piece of dominoes.

……

The musketeers of the First Legion were relatively calm and did not interfere with the chaotic front.

Instead, they bypassed the front and fired rhythmically from the less densely populated flanks, especially those officers who focused their fire on the Beijing flag.

At this time, less than 4000 people of the 1500 firearms battalion were still standing, and their morale collapsed and they began to collapse backwards.

Fu Cha Mingliang complained in his heart and waved his hand:
"Jianrui Battalion, cover the firearms battalion's retreat."

Jian Ruiying, who is good at sword and shield combat and close combat, immediately walked out of the formation with neat steps.

Divided into two, the left wing is on the left and the right wing is on the right. A 20-foot-wide passage was left in the middle for the defeated troops to retreat into the camp.

The heavy shield is in front, the tiger spear and spear are in the center, ready to intercept the Li family army at any time.

Li Yu put down the telescope and sighed:

"Ming Jin retreats the troops."

No pursuit was ordered because the battlefield was shrouded in white smoke and visibility was too poor.

Today, the wind was originally from the southeast, but now it gradually turned to the south, and the wind direction was very unfavorable to our side.

Coupled with the position of the sun, it gradually enters backlighting.

Big taboo!

Dang Dang Dang,

When Zhao Erhu heard the golden sound, he only hesitated for a moment and shouted loudly:

"Alternate cover and retreat."

The militiamen who received the order slowly retreated and returned to the camp to rest.

Preliminary estimates put the damage at more than 1000. This number is astonishing, but considering that the opposite Jingqi suffered greater losses, it is still bearable.

……

And Mingliang also chose to retreat.

The Xishan Jianrui Battalion held heavy shields and slowly retreated in formation. After all the firearms battalions had withdrawn into the formation, they quickly retreated.

Subsequently, the army retreated 4 miles alternately.

Set up camp!

The remaining soldiers were gathered together, and only about 900 people were intact.

There were more than 100 lightly wounded people, more than 300 seriously wounded people, and about 2500 people died in the battle!
The outer camp of the firearms camp was almost scrapped. The commander of the left wing of the outer camp was killed in action, and the commander of the right wing was seriously wounded and lying in the tent with his face like gold paper, dictating a suicide note.

It's hard to survive until tomorrow in this hot weather.

His early suicide note was wise!

The firearms battalion suffered little damage, especially the artillery team in the battalion, which was unscathed. In today's battle, neither side's artillery was in action.

"General, what should I do?"

In the wounded soldiers' tent, a knight from the Cavalry School asked anxiously.

His hands were covered with blood because there were not enough doctors in the camp, so he temporarily helped a familiar comrade stop the bleeding.

Bright sighed.

With such a large amount of bleeding, one of this man's feet has already entered the underworld.

"The thieves have sharp guns and cannons. They ordered the civilians to build shield vehicles overnight."

"Whoo."

That night, the morale of the Jingqi camp was low. The wails and screams of the wounded soldiers disturbed everyone from sleeping well.

The next morning, the peasants carried out hundreds of corpses, many of which were swollen with maggots and emitted a disgusting smell.

……

Li Jiajun is slightly better, but only slightly.

Most of the so-called army doctors only have one month of training, and they are even more Mongolian than Mongolian doctors.

The "Li Jiajun Medical Procedures" formulated by the lord himself are incompatible with mainstream doctors and can only be used to enclose the territory.

I saw a rough man holding long chopsticks and mumbling:

"The first step: boil the knife and roll it for ten times, then take it out."

"The second step: with half a bowl of strong liquor, wash your palms first and then the back of your hands. With the remaining half bowl, hold his mouth and drink it all down. Don't waste a drop."

"Step Three: Apply the knife."

On the hard board, a wounded man was tied tightly.

He watched in horror as the doctor, who looked like a butcher no matter how he looked, clumsily inserted the tip of the knife into the wound and cut it out fiercely.

A shrill scream, heartbreaking.

The rough-looking doctor was a little nervous. The lead bullet in the wound deformed and broke into several pieces, with a distorted shape.

There is also a part that is mixed with flesh and blood, making it blurry.

The tied wounded man struggled violently, his blood veins bursting out, and he frantically greeted his mother and all female family members.

Fortunately, I had cotton balls stuffed in my ears, so it didn't sound too harsh.

This little trick was developed during his years of pig-killing career.

Friends who often kill pigs know that before death, pigs will howl crazily, with decibels exceeding 120.

He was anxious and remembered the supplementary clause 1 of the recited medical code: the wound must be dug out cleanly. It is better to dig out more flesh than less.

"Grandma's."

His heart felt fierce, and the knife in his hand swung, and a piece of flesh and blood fell to the ground.

The wounded man suddenly became silent and fainted.

……

"Cao, he's not dead, is he?"

Pour half a bowl of strong liquor over the wound. This is called cleaning the wound.

The wounded man came back to life, weeping and swearing weakly and firmly in the most vicious language in the world.

"Phew, he's alive. Let me tell you, this man is stronger than a pig."

This Mongolian doctor, who had become a monk on the way, was relieved.

He rushed out and shouted:
"Cowardly bird, come in quickly and bandage it."

"I'm coming."

The thin man who bandaged it was much more attentive. He first sprinkled the hemostatic medicine and then bandaged it quickly.

The wounded man's whole face was covered with sweat and he asked weakly:

"What did you two do before?"

"Hey, he is a pig butcher, a rough man. I am a pig butcher, a craftsman."

"You must not die. If you don't die within 10 days, the two of us will get 500 rewards. If you die, the two of us can only get 20 rewards."

The wounded man looked at this bald, short, thin "doctor" with lewd eyes, and cursed with a breath:

"Approval on behalf of others."

The thin man was very calm. After finishing this, he hurried to the tent next door.

Over there, there were crazy screams and fierce greetings again.

This pair is a serious rescue duo certified by Li Yu!

In terms of appearance, he is on par with the postgraduate entrance examination duo.

Most of the people Li Yu selected had good professions such as killing pigs and cows, etc., mainly because they were not afraid of blood.

Nurse?

It was not in line with the national conditions of the Qing Dynasty, but could easily cause more casualties and disrupt military morale.

……

Li Jiajun commander's tent,
A knight arrived in a hurry:
"Report~ Half an hour ago, thousands of Jiangning Qing troops left Zhengyangmen and were attacking Yuhuatai."

No one in the tent was too surprised, but instead felt a little relieved.

Because Jiangning's Qing army was always a step too late.

After the battle here was over, they went out to attack the city. There was nothing to be afraid of.

Li Yumeng drank half a bowl of cold water and said:

"Tell Wu Simai that he will intercept and kill them in a circle from the east. Don't fight forcefully. Just block the way for these people to escape into Mancheng. Drive as many people as possible toward the river."

"The Guards Corps is coming to fight this battle. Bring an extra 3-pound shotgun and set off quickly."

The two battalion commanders immediately became excited.

It was finally their turn to perform. Due to the special status of the Guards Corps, there are not many opportunities to fight.

Over time, he will be looked down upon by his colleagues in the First Legion.

After all, even the militia corps had fought bloody battles.

The Guards Corps also showed its majesty in the small town of Zhapu.

After leaving the handsome tent, I felt the sun was hot.

Feeling a burning sensation all over his body, Li Yu silently took a hat and buckled it on, feeling much cooler instantly.

From a scientific point of view, it reduces the probability of heat stroke by at least 3%.

……

A large number of people began to march under the scorching sun.

Most of the people marched empty-handed, placing all their flintlock muskets and ammunition on the baggage wagons.

Li Yu was very dissatisfied with this kind of two-wheeled carriage.

When the war subsides, he will start to get the four-wheeled carriage out, preferably with a cement road.

Silver, the most important thing is silver!

All problems in the world are essentially economic problems.

The remaining 0.1% of the problems are unsolvable!
"To firmly hold Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Anhui in our hands is to discount Qianlong's one-month retreat. Well, we have to add concussion."

"My lord, what is the other moon retreat?"

"Trade tax from Guangdong Customs."

"Unfortunately, it's too far. We can't hit that far at the moment."

Li Yu wiped his sweat and said proudly:

"Don't look at the Guangzhou Thirteenth Bank, which is like a raging fire cooking oil. Foreign ships are buying goods like crazy without money. Who knows one day, I will use a little trick to make the Thirteenth Bank lose their jobs and go home to sell herbal tea."

"Lord, when will we succeed?"

"Waiting for an opportunity. Although I don't know when it will be, I always feel that it will be soon."

Half an hour later, there was a forest ahead.

The two battalions of soldiers rested for a while, drank water and cooled down. They could vaguely hear the dull sound of artillery and black smoke.

The offensive and defensive phase of Yuhuatai must be in full swing.

The exhausted scout fell down as soon as he dismounted:
"The Qing army had about 5,000 troops, mainly green battalion infantry, and stormed Yuhuatai."

"In which direction are the Qing troops mainly located?"

"To the east and south of Yuhuatai."

……

Li Yu pondered for a while. Jiangning's Qing army came out of Zhengyang Gate in Mancheng. They came from the east.

It makes sense to choose the east and south sides to focus on.

One is to avoid the heavy artillery on the top of the mountain, and the other is to deploy troops in the space.

The north side is too narrow and the west side has too many residential houses, so it is not a good choice.

"Li Shiyao really thinks about his master. It's been so long and he still can't bear to use the Eight Banners stationed in the city. The fate of the Green Camp is really cheap."

"Send the order to Wu Simai. In half an hour, we must intercept the Qing army's way back to Zhengyangmen."

"As ordered."

Under the shade of the trees, the soldiers of the Guards also began to silently inspect their weapons.

Especially if the gunpowder has become damp due to the Han River, it must be cleaned out quickly once it gets damp.

Yuhuatai,
The artillery on the top of the mountain was almost bursting with heat and smoke.

The artillerymen, shirtless, soaked the cleaning rod in a bucket and cooled the barrel to clean out the residue.

Water vapor instantly evaporated, burning the first gunner's arm red.

Li Xiaowu held his sword in his hand and stood motionless on a high place.

In such a hot weather, he still wore a big-brimmed hat and looked very determined.

"Why no more bombardment?"

"Captain of the Guard, the temperature of the barrel is too high, and it will explode if the medicine package is inserted."

……

Li Xiaowu said nothing, opened the telescope and looked eastward.

The Qing troops at the foot of the mountain were like a tide, lapping at the camp.

The original camp was too large and difficult to defend. This team has given up most of the area and only focuses on defending one corner.

Six simple turret buildings temporarily built on cement, as well as several low walls around them, successfully blocked the crazy Qing army.

"Li Shiyao is crazy."

(End of this chapter)