Chapter 25                             

Zhou Mengchen deeply missed his eldest disciple Cheng Dawei at this moment. He regretted not bringing Cheng Dawei here.

Because the calculation is too cumbersome and troublesome.

Due to craftsmanship, these cannons look the same style. But to be honest, the error is quite large. This increases Zhou Mengchen's calculations. It is impossible to check the cannon table.

There are too many uncertain factors, and there is no one around Zhou Mengchen who can help. These gunners, including Qi Jiguang, cannot feel Zhou Mengchen's ideas. Only Zhou Mengchen can do it himself.

This calculation speed is much slower.

It took Zhou Mengchen to determine the bombardment angle and data at least a few minutes or more. In short, Zhou Mengchen thought it was so slow. If the artillery soldiers in later generations had this reaction speed, they would have been beaten to the point where they could not be found.

"After going back, you must improve the artillery. There is no other requirement. You must reduce the error at all. Keep a batch of artillery watches to use it, otherwise you will not be able to live this life." Zhou Mengchen thought with a thunderous blow in his heart. Now Zhou Mengchen may not dare to claim that he is the first in calculation. It is because Cheng Dazhen is better than the best in the world. But the second in the world is certain.

With his math level, after countless simplifications, he still hurts brain cells so much that it makes others in the army unable to learn.

The first problem Zhou Mengchen wanted to promote artillery was to improve the hardware level.

However, Zhou Mengchen's seemingly unsatisfactory shelling took the life of the Tartars.

In fact, Zhou Mengchen's shelling did not kill many people. However, the Tartar gunners were quite expensive. After a blow, the corpses were everywhere. Naturally, they did not have the courage to continue firing under the Ming army's artillery fire. The same was still artillery. Although the Tartars had these two hundred cannons in their hands. The problem was that these cannons cost more money, and each cannon would cost 100 taels of silver.

Zhou Mengchen lowered the ex-factory price of only 7 taels. A middleman suddenly got tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Sure enough, no matter ancient and modern times, arms have always been huge profits.

Not only are the huge profits, but the smuggling middlemen are also powerful people in the court. He is not a fool. It is one thing to sell some artillery to the Tartars and make some money. It is not good for him to make the Tartars strong too much. So for Altan, it is difficult to replenish these cannons if they are destroyed.

I don’t want to lose all of it at Yongning Pass.

Wait until these artillery troops retreat.

The suppression of Yongning city wall has been reduced.

For the soldiers at Yongning Pass, you only need to beware of Mongolia's arrows.

Some soldiers were crazy and didn't care about Mongolian archers. They were all shirtless and fought all kinds of enemies and artillery at their hands desperately outside.

This is not about precise killing, but firepower output.

Yes, I admit that there are some Mongolian archers who shoot very accurately. They use step bows outside seventy or eighty steps. They can hit the left eye and hit the right eye. But so what? Let them shoot, how many people can they shoot? And almost all the enemy troops within ten feet of the city wall came back alive.

And Zhou Mengchen.

The situation is very good now. The people below brought a mahogany table to Zhou Mengchen from somewhere. Zhou Mengchen used sharp pencils and a large amount of white paper in his hand to calculate quickly. After the calculation was made, he handed it to Qi Jiguang, and Qi Jiguang immediately explained to the gunners one by one.

Under the protection of several shields, Zhou Mengchen raised the Thousand Mile Mile Mile to observe the shelling results. Then he recorded the error deviation.

Of course, it's all estimates.

When the Tartar artillery team retreated, Zhou Mengchen saw that there were many people in the Tartars, and the attack distance was not far, and it was about 100 to 200 steps. Generally, gunners could shoot more than 100 feet of this shell and they didn't know where they flew to.

Although Zhou Mengchen tried his best to control it, the further he fought, the larger the shells were spreading and larger. Zhou Mengchen's calculations ranged from ten times ten, twenty times twenty, fifty times fifty.

In fact, with the lethality of these shells, when they reach fifty by fifty, if the enemy is a scattered line, there is no more killing.

It’s just obvious that now, whether it is the Ming Dynasty or the Tartars, there is no concept of scattered soldiers.

If you hit a dense queue, the lethality is actually OK.

Soon the Tartars couldn't bear it.

The sound of gold sounds of "Dangdang" came over. The Tartars were as if they were amnesty, and without saying a word, the tide retreated backwards like a tide.

Zhou Mengchen was a little lost for a moment, thinking that his calculations could be simplified and faster, but the experimental subjects actually left. But soon, Zhou Mengchen copied a formula on paper and stuffed it into his pocket.

After all, he is not only an artillery commander, but also the chief general of Yongning Pass.

Since the enemy retreats, they must immediately understand the following situation so that they can fight again.

Soon the following situation was reported. Zhou Mengchen was a little surprised when he saw it and said, "Fifty-seven casualties? Is this a little unlikely?"

Qi Jiguang said: "Teacher, there should be no problem. I have even fewer casualties. Twenty-three arrows were shot and three shots were shot. Those who were shot by the cannon were naturally killed. Six of them were shot and twenty-three arrows were shot. The situation in other places should be similar. Compared with the firearms of the Tatars and I, the Ming Dynasty, naturally they thought they were slow to die."

"Of course, the teacher's magic is unparalleled in the world."

Zhou Mengchen thought about it carefully and found that it seemed like this.

From the beginning to the end of this battle, the firearm advantage was always in the hands of Zhou Mengchen. If he was caught in a melee battle, the Tartars had not yet played the advantage of having a large number of people. However, they did not succeed in climbing the city and could only passively bear the advantage of having a large number of cannons in Zhou Mengchen.

Of course, if Zhou Mengchen was not there.

This battle will take a while.

Nothing else can be done by making artillery.

In the era when long-range attacks were catapults, as early as the Battle of Taiyuan in the Song and Jin Dynasties, the guard general Wang Bing made cannons with cannons. However, there were few such cases in artillery battles in the Ming Dynasty. On the one hand, the Ming artillery suppressed the surrounding countries. On the other hand, it was naturally because artillery fire was difficult to predict.

If it weren't for Zhou Mengchen, in today's battle, you would definitely be the one who beat you, I would be the one who beat me. The artillery of the Ming Dynasty bombarded the men and horses of the siege, and the artillery of the Tartars bombarded the city. Of course, the Tartars could not have any coordination between incisors and cannons. It was just a melee.

It is also possible to play for a whole day or for several days.

Zhou Mengchen said: "In this way, the Tartars probably won't attack again?"

Qi Jiguang said, "That's natural. I look closely. It took only an hour before and after. The Tartars were thrown into the city for one or two thousand people. Unfortunately, they were all traitors. This head was useless, otherwise it would be a great victory. Even if the traitors are not worth much in the Tartars, they would not be such a way to send death."

The most important head-level skills of the Ming Dynasty, but the head-level skills in front of them are indeed a bit embarrassing.

First of all, there are not no heads of the Tartars, but they are just not much. It can even be said to be very few.

No one seems to have always had a rule that if someone dies in battle and someone can take someone's body back, he can inherit all the property of the person, including his wife and children. In this way, before the army collapses, some people in the Tartars will desperately take the body back.

Therefore, it is difficult to seize the head of the Tartars.

And more Han people's heads are even more embarrassing.

First of all, the Ming Dynasty officials never admitted that so many people had gone out of the pass and surrendered to the enemy, and they did not admit that so many Han people under the Tatars fought together. This was a denial of the rule of the court and a slap in the face. Anyway, it seemed that they had no concern about the military components of Altan's command, and they were called the Tatars.

If Zhou Mengchen regained so many Han people's heads, the Ministry of War would give an explanation and tear off this layer of fig leaf.

Zhou Mengchen had been in the Ministry of War and understood the thoughts of the Ministry of War too well, so he would never remember this mastery. Of course, he could give some compensation from other aspects, but he could not compare with the serious head of the Tartar. After all, the Tartars had fought with the imperial court for hundreds of years. Before the Jurchens rose, the mastery of the Tartars was always the most expensive. None of them.

But Zhou Mengchen needs to be more careful.
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