I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 73 A Not So Fierce Battle
With two deafening bangs, the two cannons of the Jianu people exploded.

After completing the task, the 'hunting team' quickly withdrew without entanglement with them at all, just like sixteen slippery civet cats that flickered among the mountains before disappearing into the vast mountains...

Jiannu was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

They also have firecrackers in their hands, but they are all arquebus guns, which are not as good as bows and arrows in their hands in this wet, cold and windy weather.

"Damn, these Chinese pigs are simply too hateful!"

"After breaking the barrier, I must slaughter a few Han villages, so as to relieve my hatred!"

The two Niu Luerzhen stood on the hillside, pointing and cursing, their eyes were red: "Attack, attack with all your strength!"

Without the cannons, the Jiannu people were somewhat apprehensive in the face of the city walls of the Han people.

But under the maddened yelling of the two cattlemen, the cavalry still had the courage to get on their horses, sticking their bodies on the horse's back as much as possible to narrow down the target.

A war broke out again.

The sound of hooves rumbled, and the sound of killing soared to the sky.

The Jiannu cavalry rushed forward desperately, launching round after round of charges. After paying a heavy price, dozens of cavalry finally broke through the musket blockade and rushed within two to three hundred steps.

The riding and archery skills of the Shenjian Camp are well-deserved.

He raised his hand and shot upwards, and five or six student soldiers were hit by the arrows.

However, because the distance was too far, the arrow wounds suffered by these student soldiers were not serious. Soon, specialized medical soldiers rushed up and began digging meat, taking arrows, and applying medicine on the spot. Well trained.

The Ming garrison behind the wall also began to adjust their defensive deployment.

Twenty or thirty musketeers quickly withdrew from the front wall and moved to both sides, forming a brand new fire coverage network soon.

Bang bang bang!
After a few rounds of near-sneak attack bursts, more than a dozen cavalrymen who rushed to the foot of the city wall for a hundred steps were shot and fell off their horses, rolling and wailing in the mud, and slowly dying.

For the new firearms of the Ming army, the Jiannu cavalry had no choice but to run wildly on their horses and continue to charge under the city wall with their extremely superb riding and shooting skills.

They believed that as long as they rushed within a few dozen steps, the muskets of the Han people would be nothing to worry about.

As long as those Han pigs dare to take aim behind the wall, they are guaranteed to be shot down with one arrow.

However, they didn't know what was waiting for them next.

"Group A grenadiers, get ready—"

"Pull the string!"

"Throw!"

Twenty new-style grenades, emitting strange blue smoke, were thrown to the predetermined position.

Holding strong bows and crossbows, the Jiannu cavalrymen, who were ready to bend their bows and shoot arrows at any time, had just rushed to about fifty or sixty steps when the grenade thrown by the city wall defenders happened to fall into the crowd.

'What is this? '

'The Han pigs were so frightened that they threw stones at people? '

The slave cavalry didn't react for a while, and continued to run wildly, ignoring the 'new grenades' that fell on the ground and spun around.

Boom boom boom!
But in a blink of an eye, those seemingly inconspicuous 'grenades' exploded.

Eighteen loud bangs and the dazzling flames of the Eighteenth Regiment directly stunned the Jiannu cavalry who had just rushed over.

People turned on their backs, screaming again and again.

In just this moment, twelve cavalrymen, including men and horses, were overturned to the ground by a violent explosion.

Severed heads, broken legs, bloody limbs and arms, and the fleshy internal organs of war horses soared into the sky.

The bloody wind seemed to stay in mid-air for a moment.

Then, they fell down one after another.

The Jiannu cavalry who rushed up from behind had no time to dodge, and were sprayed all over their heads...

Like that hateful new type of landmine, this new type of grenade of the Ming army was designed and manufactured using the method of air grenade high-explosive bombs. Under the suggestion of the police, the bomb was stuffed with iron sand, iron nails and other objects, and its lethality was seven or eight times higher than that of the original Thunderbolt Fire Thunder!
"Group B grenadiers, get ready—"

"Pull the string!"

"Throw!"

Boom boom boom!
Another twenty new-style grenades were thrown out and landed among the rushing cavalry. After rolling on the ground for half a breath, they exploded suddenly.

Then, another group of people turned their backs on their backs, bloody.

The Jiannu cavalry was also tough. After facing these two rounds of inexplicable explosions, the remaining dozens of cavalry ignored them and continued to charge forward screaming.

Moreover, relying on their rich experience in fighting on the battlefield, they turned their horses' heads and quickly dispersed, raising their hands to shoot a volley.

Behind the wall, the student soldiers held grenades in their hands, but they didn't dare to stand up in the arrow rain, and fell into a strange silence for a while.

Finally, the Jiannu cavalry rushed under the city wall and began to take the time to shoot cold arrows, shooting down several student soldiers who were trying to observe the enemy's situation.

"All crossbowmen, go!"

Not far away, Niu Luezhen roared sharply and gave the order for a general attack.

Jiannu iron cavalry are powerful in combat, and almost everyone is a good archer. Within a hundred steps, their bows and arrows are even more powerful than continuous muskets.

The situation on the battlefield has undergone a subtle turning point!
The student sentinel behind the wall was a little flustered, and ordered to throw two rounds of new grenades, but only three or four cavalry were blown up.

In the case of scattered cavalry attacks, the only effect of the grenade is just a psychological deterrent, which cannot determine the battlefield situation at all.

"Go on the bayonet!"

The student sentinel roared angrily, and took the lead in installing bayonets on the muskets.

This kind of novelty is probably made by the idiot emperor who has many people. Is there any use to install a bayonet on the musket?

Everyone has no idea.

After all, if you don't press the bayonet, the gun with no bullets in the big guy's hand is just a fire stick!
Just when the student soldiers began to put on their bayonets and plan to fight the siege dogs, ten veteran soldiers and the twenty or so student musketeers they selected finally began to show their strength.

They were far away from the city wall of the Iron Gate Pass, four or five hundred steps away from here, and they pressed their muskets against the wall in leisure time.

"Aim and shoot, we're running out of bullets."

"Only hit the chest and abdomen, not the head!"

Because the musketeers stayed away from the front wall, they took advantage of the terrain to form a crossfire net on the left and right sides. The slave cavalry couldn't avoid it, and their own bows and arrows couldn't shoot that far.

As a result, nearly a hundred cavalrymen suddenly became live targets for the students of the Ming Dynasty to practice their guns.

Bang!
Bang bang!

Following the clear and sharp gunshots, forty or fifty cavalrymen were shot and fell to the ground in less than half a cup of tea.

The marksmanship of the student soldiers was so poor that it often took several shots to hit a fast-moving cavalry.

Moreover, the shot is often not fatal enough, either the thigh, the stomach, or accidentally breaking the opponent's arm...

The scene became weird for a while.

The Jiannu cavalry used bows and arrows to suppress them, and threw siege cables to the city wall. Some cavalry dismounted from their horses, with a machete in their mouths, and began to organize a fierce and unusual attack.

The musketeers of the Ming army began to shoot at the slave builders who climbed the city wall.

"The archers get off their horses, use the cover of the terrain, and shoot those Han pigs to death!"

A Niu Luer really roared, got off his horse, held a bow and arrow, and began to organize his men to go into battle in person, covering the wall where the musketeers were...

……

bang——

A crisp gunshot rang out.

Not far away, Niu Lu Ezhen, who was continuing to direct the battle on horseback, was shot in the back of the head and was headshot directly.

'The Hunting Party' spared a big circle and is back!

(End of this chapter)