Explosions rang out one after another at the gap in the camp, and black smoke columns rose into the sky, mixed with broken weapons and splattered with blood and flesh.
The concentrated bombardment of over a hundred shells was something the Jiannu had never experienced before. The shells were more powerful than rockets and caused greater damage.
You can't hit me, but I can beat you to my heart's content.
Although the trench in front of the camp blocked the direct attack of the Ming army, it also prevented the Jiannu from making a mad charge and attempting close combat.
The explosion lasted for a long time. Just as it stopped, the roar of artillery started again. The field artillery was loaded and fired solid shells, destroying the shield carts and killing the Jiannu.
The gap was even bigger, and the Jiannu troops gathered here suffered heavy losses under the fierce artillery bombardment and fell into chaos again.
The sun hadn't risen yet, but a ray of morning light had already appeared on the horizon. Tiny clouds and a clear, light blue sky promised a bright, fresh morning.
Zhang Pan glanced back. There were no flags, no drums beating. Xiong Tingbi still hadn't ordered a general attack, even though the infantry were already geared up, eager to fight.
Just bombard with artillery like this? Although if it continues, the Jiannu will find it difficult to withstand it, but there is still an indescribable feeling.
Xiong Tingbi held a telescope, observing the smoke-filled battlefield, assessing the casualties of the Jiannu and the chaotic situation.
The counter-offensive started smoothly. It was launched suddenly and blocked the Jiannu's way of attack. Although it was not surrounded on all sides, the Jiannu was forced to take a passive position by taking advantage of the long-range advantage of artillery.
At this point, even if the Jiannu were able to come out of the camp to fight, their fate would be predictable facing the Ming army's infantry, cavalry and artillery.
Unless they abandoned the camp and retreated, defending the camp would result in the same fate as the siege of Haicheng. The Ming army consumed ammunition, but the Jiannu lost lives.
We are already short of manpower, and continuing to hold on would be tantamount to suicide.
Xiong Tingbi pursed his lips slightly, sneered, put down the telescope, and issued several orders.
A feint?! Zhang Pan finally noticed the change in the flag signal and was a little confused, but he immediately executed it.
The artillery fire stopped, and a phalanx of Ming army infantry shouted in unison, pushed shield carts and trench bridges forward, and began to fill the trenches and cross the ditches.
Daishan brought his two sons, Yuetuo and Sahalian, and howled as they gave orders, urging the Jiannu to continue advancing for defense.
Under the bombardment of artillery fire, corpses and wounded soldiers were scattered everywhere in the area. But they could not care about these things. Should they give up because of the casualties and let the Ming army rush in?
Abandon the camp and retreat, such an order was not something he could issue. Nurhaci was escorted back, but no new orders came.
The reinforcements of the Jiannu army rushed forward, drew their bows and arrows, and fired a hail of arrows at the attacking Ming army.
The Ming army's musketeers also opened fire fiercely, pouring dense lead bullets at the enemy and covering their friendly forces.
The exchange of fire between the enemy and us did not last long, and the Ming army issued a signal to withdraw.
The attacking Ming army retreated quickly, carrying the wounded and even the bodies of their comrades behind, appearing orderly and calm.
Boom, boom, boom...
The roar that frightened the Jiannu people sounded again, and black shells swept across the sky, dimming the gradually brightening light.
Fell into a trap!
Daishan opened his mouth wide, staring blankly at the flying shells, his mind in turmoil for a moment.
Several personal guards rushed over, protected Daishan with their shields, and forced him to squat down.
Even though the reinforcements were brave, they could not help but scream and run around in panic, looking for a place to hide.
The heavy shells fell to the ground with a dull thud and splashed dirt. Some unlucky Jiannu were even hit directly and fell to the ground in a bloody mess.
Then, countless explosions sounded, like firecrackers during the New Year.
Black smoke rose and the air was filled with gunpowder. Even in the blurred vision, one could see the Jiannu people fluttering and jumping in the fireworks, but their screams and wails were drowned out by the deafening noise.
Luo Li stood on the platform, holding a telescope to observe the impact point, and issued instructions and adjustment orders, "The left and right formations' gun muzzles should be lowered one degree, but the direction should not change. The front formation's angle and direction should not change. The rear formation's gun muzzles should be lowered two degrees. The field artillery should continue to fire straight ahead, but the direction should not change."
The messenger repeated it, waving the command flag and issuing orders to the artillery formations.
The Ming army's organization, equipment, command, combat, and strategic and tactical thinking had undergone significant changes. Even if it had not yet reached a level that would completely satisfy the emperor, it was still a top-notch existence in the world.
Whether in hardware or software, the gap between us and the Jiannu has reached hundreds of years. There is really no other reason why we cannot win such a war.
Of course, it was the first time that Xiong Tingbi and others experienced and witnessed the use of so many artillery pieces and such an overwhelming and thunderous scene.
All the Ming troops were also shocked, and what followed was the confidence and fighting spirit that our army would win and the Jiannu would be defeated.
“Roar, roar!”
“Roar, roar, roar!”
“Roar, roar, roar, roar!”
Without any officers to lead the charge, at first one or two soldiers couldn't help but shout. Then more and more people joined in, and the officers were also stirred up. Finally, the entire army was shouting, drowning out the roar of the artillery and resounding throughout the field.
The clouds on the horizon looked like they were dyed blood. In the golden flames, the sun rose, revealing its forehead and eyes, and then raised its scorching and dazzling face.
The birth of a new day is full of magnificence and solemnity. It is greeted by earth-shaking roars, and the booming sound of cannons serves as accompaniment.
This is a declaration of victory, an outlet for the indignation against the Jiannu. The fighting spirit is high, overwhelming, and invincible...
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