The Rise of Ming Dynasty 1646

Chapter 767
Soon, Huashan Jiushu had the opportunity to experience the wooden rail transit in person.

Under the command of Li Yezhi, all the soldiers of the Shimadzu Army boarded the carriages dedicated to wooden rails.This is a car specially used to transport personnel and important materials. It has a canopy and seats inside. Each car can seat 14 people. Four cars are linked together and dragged by eight horses.

However, because the Japanese soldiers are generally thin and small, Li Yezhi stuffed 8000 to [-] people in each car. Hundreds of cars meandered in front and back, and at one time they took a total of more than [-] soldiers from the Shimadzu Army, Toyotomi Army, and Uesugi Army. shipped away.

As an officer, Huashan Jiushou was assigned to ride in the front car with Li Yezhi.There are only nine seats in the car, which is slightly more spacious. In addition, there is a small wooden table in the middle of the car.

The wooden rail cars that carry people are all equipped with shock absorbers, and the wooden rail itself is relatively stable, which is even more comfortable than sitting in a sedan chair, so that Huashan Jiushu soon fell asleep leaning on the seat.

When the sun started to set, he was woken up by his subordinates, who said that it was time for dinner.

Huashan Jiushou's eyes lit up. It was his turn to eat meat today. He swallowed and asked, "Should I eat fish or kangaroo? Ah, where is this?"

"My lord, it seems to be a sea fish. I just said that it has left Tongzhou."

Huashan Jiushou probably looked at the map before, and was taken aback, "Have you passed Tongzhou? It took less than half a day to travel more than 30 miles?!"

"That's right, I walked for 35 miles." Li Yezhi said indifferently, "The wooden track can transport troops for eighty or ninety miles a day. In case of emergency, I can walk for more than 40 miles at night."

130 miles a day and night!Huashan's face turned pale for a long time, this is not marching, it is flying!You know, the soldiers in this car can sit all the time, without the slightest fatigue from the hasty march, and they can immediately go into battle when they arrive on the battlefield.

This speed is definitely not worth mentioning in later generations, even the earliest trains can throw ten blocks of wooden tracks.However, in the seventeenth century, it was nothing short of a miracle!
The brigade of carriages and horses stops next to the special post station next to the track.The post station had already received the order, prepared a large amount of food, and handed it over to the soldiers in the car.Others began to replace the horses, feed the hay, and it was a busy scene.

Huashan Jiushou ate the boiled kangaroo meat, but couldn't help feeling a little absent-minded.

Just a year ago, he thought that Daming was already at sunset, and that it had been strong for countless thousands of years.But after the bombardment of Edo by the giant ship of the Daming Navy last year, and the many incredible and novel things he saw recently, he knew that the Chinese Empire is still Chinese, and it is still a powerful empire that is far from being challenged by Japan!
It's still the Lord Governor who has the foresight!He thought to himself, looking at the situation, as long as he can climb up to Da Ming's thick legs, the Western Army will definitely defeat Tokugawa Iemitsu!Even if he risked his life, he would win the favor of the Ming court for the Shimadzu family!

In this way, they walked north along the wooden track for seven consecutive days, and the temperature became colder and colder. When they passed through Yongping Mansion, Huashan Jiushou and his soldiers took cotton coats again.The logistics work of the Ming Dynasty was done to the extreme.

On this day, Huashan Jiushou heard the two generals looking out of the window and chatting excitedly in a low voice. He also looked out curiously, and saw a majestic pass in the north. The walls on both sides stretched to the sky. People are excited.

This should be the Great Wall.He looked intently, but saw that a section of the Great Wall on the east side had been demolished for twenty or thirty feet, and the wooden track was passing through it, continuing to point north.

On the left side of the gap in the Great Wall, there is a "Tianshou Pavilion" four or five feet high, which is actually a bastion, tightly blocking the passage to the south.

In fact, without this bastion, with the current deployment speed of the Ming army, they can rush from Shandong and Beizhili to Shanhaiguan in at most ten days, which is much faster than Jianlu.What's more, according to Zhu Linmi's plan, after the Northern Expedition, there will be no more crimes committed by the Tartars.

After continuing northward for less than two days, the car stopped in Ningyuan, and the wooden track ended. A large pile of processed wood and gravel could be seen on the side of the road. Obviously, as long as the war went well, the laying would continue northward immediately.

Ningyuan is the Liaoning Xingcheng of later generations.In the sixth year of the apocalypse, Yuan Chonghuan held his ground here, severely defeated 14 elites of Nurhachi, and captured more than [-] people.It was not until [-] years later that the Ming army fought in Songjin, and Jianlu took the city.

Huashan Jiushou spent the past few days on the road studying the military discipline of the Ming army. Now he got off the wooden rail car and immediately summoned the Shimadzu army to gather according to the law. Unexpectedly, the first to fourth battalions of the Japanese army had already gathered his troops. I am forming a team and ordering.

He looked at the nearby Toyotomi Army and Uesugi Army in the same situation. On the way, he had already heard that these two groups of troops were organized into the fifth to tenth battalions of the Japanese Army, and they were also commanded by officers of the Ming Dynasty.

After the team was assembled, Huashan Jiushou and the army walked under the Ningyuan city, and saw that the city wall had collapsed by at least [-]%, and the surrounding area was still scorched, and the ground was covered with broken stones and rotten bricks.

Only later did he know that the main force of the Ming army who arrived here first blasted away the fortified city with cannons in less than two days.

Soon, he saw the "culprit" who crashed Ningyuan City - hundreds of cannons covering a large black area covering a radius of one and a half miles.

This is a serious cannon, far larger than the "big barrels" he used to see in Japan, and the smallest cannon barrels are as tall as a person, and they are very majestic.In fact, this is only a part of the artillery battalion of the Ming army. There are more than a hundred cannons that have been loaded and ready to continue northward to Songshan.

After walking another distance, Huashan Jiushou and thousands of Japanese soldiers under him couldn't help being stunned on the spot. They were not so shocked by the more than 100 cannons just now-they saw the Ming army camp.

Surrounded by three wide ditches more than one foot deep, the inside is a neat juma, and a strange rope is placed in front of the juma. The rope seems to be covered with iron spikes. It's hard to get past the look.

But what shocked him the most were the Ming soldiers in the camp.

The teams patrolling all around are like precision machines, they can't help but walk straight, and the distance between them is exactly the same, even if the two patrol teams are more than ten feet apart, their steps are all in the same order!

There are also soldiers practicing on the inner side. There are thousands of people forming a phalanx. The formation is sharp and angular. Even if they rush a hundred steps quickly, the formation is still as uniform as if measured with a ruler!
Suddenly, a soldier in the battle formation shouted loudly at the same time, "Kill!" He took five steps forward, and then shouted again, "Aim" and "Let go!"

The firecrackers all pointed at the open space in the distance, and a burst of gunpowder smoke filled the sun, and the Ming army in the formation followed the commander and shouted, "Reload!"

More than a thousand people seemed to be alone, taking out ammunition, loading, pestle, and pulling the trigger...

A series of movements dazzled Huashan Jiushou. After more than a dozen breaths, thousands of firecrackers were raised together, and they shouted again, "Aim!" "Let go!"

Huashan Jiushou only felt a little difficult to breathe.He has fought battles all his life, so he knows very well that if he leads an army against the Ming army in front of him, there is no need to fight at all, just the momentum of the opponent will scare his soldiers so that they cannot hold the iron cannon.

Not to mention the level of drill that is as straight as a heavenly soldier and a general, it is impossible for him to practice with his own elite banner for more than ten years.

Walking past the Ming army's camp with both respect and fear, Li Yezhi ordered the Shimadzu army to stop and build a camp on the spot.

Huashan looked around for a long time, and saw the camp of the Korean army on the west, Toyotomi and Uesugi's troops on the south, and a group of soldiers with hands and faces as black as charcoal in the camp to the east. All of them are tall and big, with bulging muscles.

(End of this chapter)