The cool breeze of February blew gently, still with a little chill, and the formation of the Huaxia Army crossed the river near the Wangyuan Bridge.
The frontal battle near the Wangyuan Bridge had completely stopped at this time.
Groups of captives who surrendered were detained in several triangular depressions on the river bank. The Huaxia Army's musket array guarded the openings facing outward, and a small number of troops went to the opposite bank to prevent the prisoners from crossing the river to escape. On the battlefield in the original larger area, the golden man's flag was toppled, the baggage was in chaos, the corpses were the most dense on the front line of the battle, and the tragic scene spread towards the river.
The place where the rockets were ravaged, the fire has been extinguished, and what is left is the shocking scorched corpse and the soil after the explosion and burning. You can even see the tears shed.
At the head of the Wangyuan Bridge, the ground turned black after another.
The accuracy of "Dijiang" is still a problem that needs to be greatly improved. Therefore, in order to block this almost only escape route, the reduction of the Jinren 30,000 army has been increased to the highest level. The Huaxia army is facing this bridge. More than sixty rockets were fired. Black spots spread from the bridge to the outside, the small stone bridge was blown in half, and now there is only one opening where the two of them can walk side by side.
Ning Yi rubbed his fists and walked across the battlefield where the cool breeze blew.
Beside him, everyone's emotions were excited, and even the nearby Huaxia Army veterans with guns were a little surprised by the victory of this battle, and they were overjoyed. Only Ning Yi looked a little alienated when he looked at the scene after scene around him.
"Wangyuan Bridge... How far is it from Zizhou?"
"Eleven miles."
"...Oh." Ning Yi nodded.
On September 21, 1860, on the outskirts of Beijing, at Bali Bridge, the Qing army of more than 30,000 fought against 8,000 Anglo-French allied forces. In a fierce battle for half a day, the Qing army suffered more than 1,200 casualties. Forty-seven people.
This is another history, the most humiliating scene in China during the Second Opium War.
Of course, many times history is more like a little girl with no autonomy. Just like Han Shizhong's "Victory in the Yellow Sky", the records of the Battle of Bali Bridge are also full of strange things. In the records of later generations, people say that the monk king Senggelinqin led more than 10,000 Mongolian cavalry and 20,000 infantry to launch a valiant battle. Although the resistance was tenacious, but...
However, in the end, the Qing army suffered 1,200 casualties, which led to the defeat of the 30,000-strong army. After returning to China, some French officers hyped the heroes of the Qing army, saying that "they withstood the heavy pressure fire that caused him to suffer heavy casualties... They would rather not retreat, bravely persevere, and all die on the spot" and so on, but some members of the parliament believe that it happened in Bali Bridge. is nothing but a "ridiculous war".
What is the truth of history
At this point, it's more of an unimportant minutiae.
Will that piece of history die because it came to this world? I don't think so.
He walked around the charred crater and sighed softly.
The generation gap of technology seems to be an insurmountable mountain, but if it is completely insurmountable, it may not be. During that period of history, the Chinese nation was humiliated and left behind for more than 100 years. Until the War of Resistance Against US Aggression and Aid Korea that began in 1950, China has always been in a huge backwardness.
In a place called Shangganling, the Americans bombed a mere 3.7 square kilometers of positions with tens of thousands of shells and explosives every day for 43 days. More than a thousand, the granite on the entire mountain has been cut down by two meters.
The volunteers, who lacked even explosives, even dismantled the unexploded duds thrown by the Americans and used them to dig air-raid shelters.
At that time, it was the will of the Chinese who had endured a century of humiliation to smooth out the greater technological generation gap with the will that was polished by the fire, and won the breathing space for the later China for decades.
The Wu Dynasty has endured humiliation for more than ten years.
The screams of the wounded continued.
It was a Jurchen veteran who had been affected by the explosion in the previous battle. Sitting in a pool of blood, one foot had been blown off. He woke up from fainting, and the great pain made him cry on the battlefield.
Ning Yi walked in front of him and looked at him quietly and quietly.
The military coat only swayed slightly in the wind, and there was no pity in Ning Yi's eyes. He just quietly looked at the veteran with broken legs. Such a Jurchen soldier must be an old soldier who has experienced battles again and again. The number of enemies and even innocents in his hands has long been countless. Most of the golden soldiers who can set foot on the battlefield of Wangyuan Bridge today are such people.
The voice of the Jurchen veteran even stopped gradually in his eyes, his teeth were chattering, and his eyes did not dare to look at Ning Yi. Ning Yi stepped on the pool of blood and walked into the distance.
"Liheng... not happy?" Hong Ti beside him asked softly.
Ning Yi looked back at the final scene on the battlefield, then shook his head.
"No."
he said.
At this time, good news is spreading in different directions.
Even within the Huaxia Army, there will soon be a wave of shocking shocks...
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In the Jurchen camp, it was a completely different scene.
People were waiting for the confirmation of the battlefield news. After Sheyema shouted, "This must be fake...", Zonghan, who was sitting in the chair, did not express his opinion. The scout was called in, and Sheyema and others Under his questioning, he described in detail everything that happened on the battlefield, but before he was halfway through, he was slammed out by Wanyan Sheya.
"This is a spy who messes with our army!"
Shi Ye Ma spoke decisively, and Tu Lisu added, "Maybe it really is."
While waiting for the second round of information to arrive, Zong Han walked around the room, looking at the map on the Wangyuan Bridge, and then said in a low voice, "The oblique protection is thick and fine, even if Ning Yi is deceitful, It is not impossible to deal with a sudden attack.”
She nodded immediately: "Father is right."
The tent was quiet for a long time after that. Zong Han, who was sitting back in the chair, said: "I only worry that although Xie Bao is smart, he always has an arrogant spirit in his heart. If it is difficult to make a decision when retreating, it will lead to disaster."
Set Ye Ma did not speak.
At the second quarter of Shen Shi (4:00 p.m.), more detailed information came. The scouts hiding in the distance of Wangyuan Bridge detailed the chaos on the entire battlefield. Some people fled the battlefield, but whether there were oblique guards, this Not yet known at the time, Yu Yu has already come to the front to meet up. Zong Han listened to the scout's description, his hand on the railing of the chair was trembling slightly, and he said to She Ye: "Zhenzhu, you go ahead and take a look."
After Shi Yema left, Zong Han asked the scout to continue to describe the scene on the battlefield. Hearing the scout mentioned that the King of Baoshan finally led his team forward, and finally the flag fell, it seemed that he had never been killed. Zong Han stood up from the chair, The armrest held by his right hand snapped, and Zong Han threw it on the ground.
The scout was still describing the bombardment of the terrifying firearm on the bridgehead of the Wangyuan Bridge. The continuous flames and explosions made it impossible for a large number of soldiers who ran to the bridgehead to pass. Some soldiers were on fire and ran through the crowd screaming. The people threw themselves into the still-bitterly cold water on the shore. Northerners were not good at swimming, and most of the soldiers who threw themselves into the river drowned.
"enough"
Zonghan interrupted the scout's description. The scout knelt there, silent.
But after a while, he heard Zong Han's voice again: "You continue to talk about the firearm."
The scout dared to speak again.
Around three quarters of the time of Shen (4:30 p.m.), people gradually learned of Wanyan Xiebao's heroic charge and the uncertainty of life and death from the soldiers who fled back from the front line of Wangyuan Bridge. captive.
At this time, the offense and defense of the entire Shiling battlefield had been stopped by the orders of both parties involved, which proved that both sides had already known the shocking result in the direction of Wangyuan Bridge.
Everyone can also understand the meaning of the victory.
Six thousand Chinese soldiers, armed with new types of firearms, defeated 30,000 soldiers of the Golden Army led by Xie Bao in half an hour. Thousands of soldiers were regarded as dead. Very few. The casualties of the Huaxia Army were few and far between.
Most of the time, in fact, both sides are confirming whether this heavenly book-like result is true. On the Huaxia Army's side, Yu Zhongdao asked the messengers to confirm the source of the information three times before accepting the reality. Qu Zhengyan sat on the ground with the information and was silent for a long time before asking someone to confirm it again. As for staff officer Chen Tian After receiving the message, he first burst into laughter: "Who is amusing me, it must have been me before..." Then he reacted and became furious: "No matter what, you can't make fun of military affairs."
People accept the landing of the whole message in various ways.
Before the afternoon was over, Ning Yi had already reunited with Han Jing, pulling some of the carts loaded with "Dijiang" rockets and launchers to the Shiling front line. While riding forward, Ning Yi reviewed the problems that occurred on the entire battlefield with Han Jing, several technicians, and staff.
"The strength of the musket's chamber has always been a problem. The first few rounds were better. After the third round, we noticed that the explosion rate was increasing..."
"After three rounds, the paper shell of the ammo is a bit stuck..."
"To deal with the cavalry is to take advantage of luck. The Jurchen originally wanted to go around slowly to the south. We launched in advance, so they were not mentally prepared. Later, they had to speed up, and it was too late... We noticed that in the second round of launch , the head of the Jurchen cavalry was affected, and the remaining cavalry did not go around the field, but chose to charge in a straight line, just hit the muzzle... If the enemy comes prepared next time, the speed of the cavalry may still pose a threat to us... "
"The loss of rockets is not as much as expected. They collapsed when they were scared. Now they can play a few more games..."
In the midst of the chatter, people talked about the usefulness of rockets. Some people say that the name "Dijiang" is mighty and domineering. In "Shan Hai Jing", it is said that the emperor river is shaped like a yellow sac, red like a red fire, has wings and no face, and most importantly, can dance. Jiang's name is really vivid. Mr. Ning is really good at naming names, with profound connotations...
Han Jing approached this side and hesitated: "Although... it's a big happy event, but the word "emperor" is not appropriate, let's kill the emperor..." He used his hand as a saw, and it looked like he was sawing in the air Zhou Zhe's head did not continue to speak.
Ning Yi tilted his head: "Di Jiang..."
"Yes, Di Jiang."
"Slurry..."
"Jiang... It's Jiang." Han Jing chewed for a long time, then followed on his horse, "What do you mean?"
As the sun went down, the Shiling front was approaching.
Zizhou.
Li Shishi also received the first round of battle reports after Ning Yi left. She sat in a simply furnished room and was silent at the table for a long time, then she covered her mouth and cried. Crying and smiling...
For many years, she once questioned whether Ning Yi's act of killing Zhou Zhe on the Golden Palace that day was sensible, but now there is no need to ask about it at all. At the most critical moment of this battle that almost determined the survival of the entire ethnic group, on the sixth day he led his troops to attack, he easily destroyed Wanyan Xiebao, who had five times as many troops as his own.
The setting sun poured in from the window of the hut...