Saving the Ming Dynasty: I can exchange bodies with Chongzhen

Chapter 165 Cao Huachun's Ammunition
"Damn it, give me back my third uncle's life, give me back my third uncle..." Chen Juncheng cried, holding a knife and fighting desperately with the Tartars, but was stopped by Cao Huachun.

At this time, the Tatars on the central army side were almost killed. The officers and soldiers of the Five Cities Bingmasi finally realized something and stood there in silence.

Chen Erfa died in Mongolia south of the desert.

The sound of his roar was still ringing in my ears.

"My name is Chen Erfa, don't call me the governor, I'm the deputy governor."

"Do your job well. If you don't, I'll chop your ribs with a knife."

"Don't mention my son-in-law to me. I get angry when anyone mentions him."

"..."

Chen Erfa's nephew covered his uncle with a white cloth, his fingers clenched tightly, and his face seemed a little too calm.

The departure of a loved one was not like a rainstorm, but a long period of dampness. When all this happened, he had not yet accepted it. Instead, his perception was more lagging than that of other people.

The officers and soldiers of the Five Cities Military Department all had red eyes. Cao Huachun said nothing and looked extremely ugly.

Your Majesty's father-in-law died, and he died right before your eyes.

He knew the meaning of this better than anyone else.

"Order the artillery battalion and the musket battalion to fire all their ammunition."

"all?"

"all!"

The cold light flashing in Cao Huachun's eyes indicated that the anger in his heart had already surged and could not be suppressed.

……

The battle had been going on for nearly an hour, the sky was gradually darkening, and the afterglow of the sun shone on the battlefield, painting the brown blood golden.

The Ming army, which was fighting against the ten tribes in southern Mongolia, suddenly retreated.

This shocked both the Qing Dynasty and Mongolia, and left them somewhat confused.

"The Ming army retreated, they retreated!"

"Why are they retreating?" asked the flag king of the Kerke tribe in shock.

The Banner King of the Ordos tribe said excitedly: "Don't worry about why the other side wants to retreat. Now that they have retreated... this is our chance."

At this moment, the Mongolian soldiers were extremely excited as they had finally escaped death.

"Charge forward, ignore the Ming army, and rescue the ten Mongolian tribes. If the ten tribes south of the desert are defeated, all our efforts will be meaningless." Jirgalang ordered the Zhenglan Banner and the Xianglan Banner to break through the blockade of the Yongwei Camp and the Jing Camp at all costs and go to support.

But the next moment, artillery fire roared.

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

The smoke of gunpowder completely covered the area where the ten tribes of Mo Nan were located.

Disgust rose up like a ferocious beast, making people shudder.

The two blue flags that were fighting with the Yongwei Camp all looked towards the area of ​​the ten tribes south of the desert at the same time, reined in their horses, and were stunned.

More than 140 artillery pieces opened fire at this moment, pouring down like raindrops on the Mongolian tribes south of the desert and the Eight Banners of the Manchus.

"fire!"

"Put it back!"

Boom!

Boom~~
Amidst a loud bang, burning shells drew a perfect arc in the air and landed among the enemies.

First, some war horses and soldiers were knocked over, then a puff of white smoke came out, and then there was a loud bang.

It exploded, and countless nails and stones flew out, causing secondary damage and bringing up endless blood mist.

The Mongolian horses and soldiers suddenly began to neigh and shout.

This is why the Ming army had to retreat. The artillery shells this time were made after many improvements by the Bingzhang Division, combining the idea of ​​palm thunder with artillery shells to create a large-scale "palm thunder".

The power is only greater than before.

"Don't stop..." The firearms battalion commander Shang Ershun held up the command flag and waved it vigorously.

The soldiers held the shells and lined up to load them.

The first one was just placed into the barrel and was fired the next moment.

One hundred and forty cannons were working overtime, with their muzzles turning red. However, a soldier poured a bucket of water on them, then continued to push the ammunition in, and another gunner fired the guns immediately.

This is not a round of beating, but a continuous beating.

There is no pause in between.

Cao Huachun was really angry this time. Before he set off, His Majesty had told him about two million taels of silver. Now he no longer wanted to keep it and wished he could spend all the remaining 1.4 million taels of silver.

The artillery fire was so fierce that not only did the Mongols and the Qing Dynasty get stunned, but even the Ming army was left looking at each other in bewilderment.

On the Ming army's artillery camp, wooden shells used to hold shells had long been thrown into a pile, but the artillery fire continued...

……

The Qing army’s central camp.

"It's over. The ten tribes of Mo Nan are probably finished!" Jirgalang also looked at the war in the distance with red eyes, "The artillery of the Ming army seems to be stronger?"

"How many artillery pieces does the Ming army have?" Beile Dudu could not hide the fear in his eyes.

"charge!"

Seeing the situation was critical, Jirgalang ordered the Qing army to fight hard, but the Yongwei Camp, Jing Camp, and Tianxiong Army had higher morale and blocked their charge path, like nails, pinning the Eight Banners of the Manchus in place.

Boom boom boom~~
The artillery fire lasted for nearly half an hour.

The Mongolian army, which was originally densely packed with people, was beaten to the point of wailing everywhere, the horses were neighing, and there were only a few soldiers still standing on the battlefield.

The Ming army's musketeers followed closely behind.

The deafening sound of musketry rang out, like the bell of death.

Seeing that they were invincible, the banner kings of the ten Mongolian tribes ordered their cavalry to retreat and try to counterattack while escaping, that is, they drew their bows and shot arrows while retreating, but their range was far inferior to that of the musketeers.

Just as they were about to run out of the range of the muskets, they discovered that the Ming army had already moved.

"Charge!" Ma Xianglin led the cavalry and launched another charge.

At the command of the flag, the White Spear Soldiers, the Three Towns of Xuanfu, the Miyun Army, and the Qi Family Army once again rushed into the battlefield and began to reap the harvest.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Pfft~"

"puff……"

The ten tribes south of the desert did not hold out for long before they were completely defeated. Most of them were hacked to death, and six banner kings among the ten tribes south of the desert were captured alive.

at the same time,

The Yongwei Camp, Jing Camp, Tianxiong Army and Qing Army also withdrew from the battle.

Because the Qing army retreated, the Qing cavalry was more mobile than the Ming cavalry, so it was relatively easy for them to disengage on their own initiative.

"Prince Zheng, are we just leaving like this?" a general of the Eight Banners of Mongolia asked unwillingly. "What else can we do if we don't leave?" Jirgalang looked at the irreversible fate of the Mongolian tribes in the south of the desert and sighed, "Everything is irreversible."

"Although we lost this battle, it is not a foregone conclusion. In the final analysis, it is still the gap in artillery. If we can make up for it, why should our Qing Dynasty fear the Ming court?!"

"Compensation? How can we make up for it when we have lost our homes?" The soldiers of the Eight Banners of Mongolia had red eyes, finding it hard to accept this outcome. Although many of them had already settled their homes in Liaodong, Mongolia south of the desert was their roots after all.

The defeat of the Mongols south of the desert meant that their roots were severed, and they watched their roots being dug out with their own eyes.

"This is the compensation..." Jirgalang waved his hand, and saw someone bringing over a few black things.

"what?"

"This is a dud cannon of the Ming court. If we can figure out the secret behind it, the artillery forces of the Qing Dynasty will be able to reach a higher level. Then the Qing Dynasty will be able to turn around its declining momentum, re-enter the pass, and wipe out the Ming court." Jirgalang had several unexploded shells of the Ming court snatched away and brought back.

For them, if they could figure out the secret, this battle would not be considered a complete defeat.

Once the advantage of equipment is reversed, the situation will be completely different.

Twenty years ago, the might of the Ming court's artillery blocked the Qing cavalry and knocked his grandfather Nurhaci off his horse, but Huang Taiji came to power, established a firearms battalion, and surpassed the Ming court.

From then on, they could enter the country unscrupulously and rob the Ming Dynasty's women, gold, silver, cattle, sheep, and food.

In their view, the current Manchu Qing army is much stronger than during the Nurhaci period. As long as there is another breakthrough in firearms, they can enter the Central Plains again and even defeat the Ming court in one fell swoop.

Take control of that vast territory.

……

The battlefields of the Mongolian tribes south of the desert were quickly cleared.

"Have the casualties been counted?"

"It's out. Together with the 4,000 people lost in the previous battle, our Ming army has lost a total of more than 17,000 people, including 3,000 from the Yongwei Camp, 4,000 from the Jing Camp, more than 1,000 from the Tianxiong Army, 2,500 from the Baigan Army, 3,000 from the Miyun Army, more than 5,000 from the three towns of Xuanda, and 1,000 from the Qi Family Army..."

The casualties were not heavy, with the three major camps alone losing ten thousand people, but the battle record was equally impressive. Fifty thousand Mongols south of the desert were crippled, and the Eight Banners of Manchu and Mongolia suffered more than 6,000 casualties.

In comparison, the Manchu and Mongolian Eight Banners suffered the least casualties, and not even a single scratch was done.

All Ming army units expressed satisfaction with the outcome of the battle, but Cao Huachun was the only one who could not release the anger in his heart.

He was victorious, but he knew that after returning to Beijing, it would be difficult for him to command the army again.

First, with 17,000 casualties, the pension alone would be more than 2 million taels of silver, which seriously exceeded the amount set by His Majesty.

The key point is that your Majesty's father-in-law died. What is this?
This is the same crime as trapping a royal relative, and in the past the penalty was death according to the law. Although Your Majesty has changed the law now, I am afraid that the death penalty can be avoided, but living punishment cannot be escaped.

"General Da Ming, we surrender, we surrender..." The King of the Chahan tribe was dragged into the central army camp by the Ming army. When he saw Cao Huachun, he knelt down immediately and said, "Please spare my life, sir."

The King of Keerke Banner gritted his teeth and cursed: "You are a spineless person. I should have chopped you off with a knife at the beginning."

"This is a different time, Sukhbaru. Stop trying to fight a rock with an egg."

"Hmph!" The King of Kirke Banner snorted coldly, completely unaware of the dark bloodshot in Cao Huachun's eyes. He suddenly drew out his sword, and with a "puff" he chopped off his head.

His head rolled on the ground for several times, his eyes were wide open, and he obviously didn't expect Cao Huachun to actually dare to chop him.

Cao Huachun held up his sword and wiped the blood off the corpse of the Kerk Banner King. "Your Majesty doesn't need so many Banner Kings. Two are enough. Anyone who objects will be killed!"

"Yes!" Huang Degong's face flushed. He suddenly drew out his sword and looked at the remaining five Mongolian banner kings in the south of the desert. "What do you say?"

"Surrender, of course we are willing to surrender. I am willing to offer the surrender immediately."

The banner king of Yongxiebu swallowed his saliva and bowed his head, "General Da Ming, please show mercy. We are willing to surrender. We are willing to offer all our cattle, sheep, and horses..."

The banner kings of Keke, Uriankhai, Tumed Right and Ordos Left all lowered their proud heads and expressed their willingness to surrender.

Li Banghua asked Huang Degong to take them down, and he and Qin Liangyu stayed behind.

"Commander-in-chief, the battle is over. Shall we return to the capital?"

"Let's go back..." Cao Huachun sighed in a somewhat lonely tone, "By the way, don't worry about me. I'm in the same car with Chen Erfa, the governor's deputy governor."

He murmured, "I hope this can alleviate some of the guilt!"

……

On this day, the 16 tribes and 49 banners of the Mongolian army south of the desert were destroyed by the 120,000-strong Ming army. More than 30,000 people were beheaded, and almost all the young and strong died.

In later historical records, these few more words were added.

Cao Huachun's ammunition quantity.

Twenty thousand shells were fired all at once.

One artillery shell costs twenty taels, so the ammunition alone costs eight hundred thousand taels.

When the news reached the capital, everyone in the court was shocked!
Afterwards, all the civil and military officials in the court became inexplicably excited, contacted each other, and submitted memorials to impeach Cao Huachun.

Memorials were placed on the emperor's desk like snowflakes.

At this time, inside the Qianqing Palace, the eunuchs and palace maids were trembling with fear, because His Majesty, who had not been angry for a long time, was angry today.

Zhu Changgan threw all the memorials on the ground. "They are taking my bowl but want to smash my pot. What qualifications do they have to make irresponsible remarks?"

"The treasury is empty, and the people of the two capitals and 13 provinces of the Ming Dynasty are suffering. How much tax have they collected? Isn't it all going into their pockets?!"

"They always bring up the words 'people of the world'... it's not their turn to say that. The emperor lost his father-in-law, so what did they lose?"

"What about two successful candidates in the imperial examinations, pillars of the imperial court? When have they ever thought about ruling the country, when have they ever thought about the Ming Dynasty? Call Tian Weijia over to me. I will promote him to the governor of Jizhen and ask him to go to Liaodong and win a victory for me."

"Your Majesty, this..."

"Go ahead!" Zhu Changgan cursed, gritting his teeth, "It just so happens that the Zhongyuan Festival is coming soon, and it's a good time to kill people."

"..." Wang Chengen felt bitter, but he couldn't just ignore the emperor's anger.

……

At this moment, inside the Tian Mansion.

Tian Weijia had just returned home when his concubine brought him a basin of water and was about to wash his hands and face. "Master, Master Xue was here just now."

"I see. Who else?"

"There are also Lord Zhang from the Ministry of Rites and Lord Li from the Ministry of Revenue..."

As the concubine was speaking, she turned her head and looked outside because she heard someone banging on the door.

"Open the door, open the door~"

Just as the doorman opened the door a little, it was pushed open by someone and a group of people rushed in.

Jinyiwei Ma Shiwei walked directly into the Tian residence and approached Tian Weijia. "Now, take Tian Weijia to the imperial prison and wait for the emperor's order?"

"I am the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel. Without an imperial decree, how dare you come and arrest me? And how dare you surround my mansion?"

Ma Shiwei slapped the table, and the four legs broke. The force of his energy blew Tian Weijia's official hat away. Tian Weijia's pupils dilated in shock and his face changed drastically.

"You don't really think that His Majesty doesn't dare to kill you?"

This sentence made Tian Weijia's limbs go cold.

……

　Thanks to love Han Fei for the reward, thank you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)