Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 52 Fierce Battle ([-])

Two Mongolian Niulu, dozens of Manchu archers wearing iron armor, and a large number of civilians formed a large force of considerable size, approaching the city wall step by step.Red-hot flint fireballs kept flying over their heads, exploding into large balls of dazzling fire on the city wall, which was a spectacular sight.The Mongolians were in high spirits, howling and jumping, and the two Niu Lu'erzhen kept moving their men, and the ladders rushed towards the gap.Is this round of incendiary bombing likely to destroy the Ming army?They are confident that they can take down this damn town in one day!Niulu Erzhenyatai pointed his machete at the city wall and screamed: "Charge! Rush over! Genghis Khan's descendants, bravely rush forward, smash the city wall, and slaughter all the bright dogs who dare to resist. This city The property and young men inside are ours!" The Mongolian soldiers shouted in unison: "Kill!!!" The roar full of violence went up to the sky, like a group of ferocious beasts.

However, at this moment, a large ball of flames suddenly shot up on the city wall, and then, a round pie-shaped thing came through the air, landed in the middle of them in a whirl, and rolled forward a few times before stopping. Get down and stop at the foot of Yatai. "What is this?" This idea just flashed in my mind, boom!A ball of fire swelled out, his body instantly shattered and scattered in all directions, the ancestral scimitar broke in two, and flew into the air with a whimper.The shock wave of the explosion spread violently. Several Mongolian soldiers were caught straight and flew backwards like leaves. The one closer to the explosion point was thrown up more than ten meters high, split into dozens of pieces and scattered in all directions. pole.The Mongolian soldiers were blown away at once. Gunpowder is no stranger to them. Their ancestors used gunpowder a lot when they crossed the Eurasian continent. However, such a large pack of explosives fell from the sky and killed a bunch of people. , It was the first time they met, and there was a brief blank in their minds, staring blankly at the broken limbs on the ground, not knowing what to do.

Yang Menglong laughed loudly: "Haha, several people were killed in the blast! Do you know how powerful I am? Playing blasting? I am your ancestor!" Commanding several subordinates: "You guys, hurry up and pack the gunpowder and explosives!"

The soldiers hadn't reacted yet, they were still in a daze, and no one listened to him.Qi Hu looked straight at the rising smoke column and the rags flying in the smoke column a hundred steps away, and murmured, "This... what kind of cannon is this? Why is it so powerful?" Yang Menglong was furious. Come in one place, run in two steps in three steps, a wooden barrel is loaded with explosives and projectiles, and then ignited.The others finally came to their senses, imitating the example, and soon, boom boom boom boom!Several wooden barrels opened fire at the same time, and four or five dynamite packs weighing ten catties flew out in a whirl and landed among the Mongols. Immediately afterwards, the flames flashed and the thunder exploded. All the loud noises will be terrifying, and the ground can be felt shaking after such a distance!In the dazzling flames, groups of Mongolian soldiers waved their arms and flew into the air, pouring down a rain of blood. A ladder was broken in two, and sawdust shot out like sharp arrows, shooting those who were closer. Like a sea urchin, the mighty and majestic propulsion scene turned into a purgatory where flesh and blood splattered in a blink of an eye!The explosive power of black powder can only be regarded as mediocre, but it can’t stand enough. Ten catties can blow up a house. People within 20 meters are either blown to pieces or thrown high and then thrown down heavily. The chest was shattered, and the chest was black. One died and the other died. After a few loud noises, the two Mongolian cows were dead and wounded.The soldiers of the Ming army saw it clearly, and the boredom that was crushed and beaten by the catapult just now was swept away, pointing at the panicked Mongolian soldiers and laughing loudly!
When Tabulon saw the Mongols being blown up all over the sky, he couldn't help but be horrified: "What...what's going on? Could it be that the Ming army used a new type of artillery?" The Ming army had surprisingly many types of artillery, and they were quite powerful. It was terrifying. They had suffered enough from artillery, but they had never seen such a terrifyingly powerful artillery piece. The loud explosion made his heart tremble!Before he could figure it out, boom boom boom!Four more explosive packets flew over from the city wall, two of them missed, one landed next to a shield cart, and the other hung on a ladder without waiting for the civilians pushing the shield cart and carrying the ladder to make a sound. Screaming, the explosive pack exploded. The shield car and the ladder were torn into pieces. A large number of broken wooden boards wrapped the torn corpses of the civilian husband and the soldiers who followed behind and flew out in all directions. Many people were caught off guard and were smashed. If you get caught right away, you will either die or be injured.After being bombarded twice, the Mongolians were in chaos. The civilians threw down the ladder and ran away in despair. The chaotic Mongolians couldn't care about them. They also fled in all directions, trying to find a safe place to avoid this terrible attack.The Ming army's attack is too terrifying. It cannot be resisted by human power at all. It is better to escape first!

The only one not intimidated is Tabron.He had participated in the Battle of Ningyuan, and had the experience of bombarding Yifudeng City with the red cannons of the Ming army. His heart was relatively strong, and the fatal explosion would not frighten him.Seeing that the troops were in disarray, he flew into a rage and cursed: "Let's go!" With his legs clamped in the horse's belly, the horse spread its hooves and rushed towards the city wall.The Houjin soldiers who had been watching the battle had long been impatient. Seeing the movement of their foreheads, they followed without hesitation, dismounted immediately, and pushed towards the small county town like a wall made of metal. past.Some peasants and Mongolian soldiers ran back with their hair disheveled, and when they saw Taburun and the others, they shouted in horror: "Mingren can demon!

Tabulun raised his right hand and made a sharp downward chop. The Houjin soldiers set up their bows and arrows, and shot at these bereaved dogs. Call!A Mongolian soldier was hit by two arrows, staggered, stood up straight, staggered and continued to run.He must have been terrified to run straight for Tabron!With a wave of Tabulun's steel knife, he chopped off his head and held it up high. The body without the head leaned forward, and a column of blood sprayed out from the cavity, spraying straight on Tabulun's body, killing him. Stained with blood.Taburun didn't mind either, holding his head high, he yelled at the Mongolian soldiers who had turned around and was about to flee: "Fleeers, die!" The golden archers shouted in unison: "Fleeers, die!" The bowstring trembled, a row of sharp arrows flew past, and immediately more than a dozen civilian husbands fell to the ground from the arrows, and the screams were piercing.Hundreds of Mongolian soldiers stood still in fear.The only remaining Niu Lue really went forward bravely and called: "Lord Tabrun, the artillery of the Ming army is too powerful, we——" Before he could finish speaking, Tabrun swung his whip Came over, wiped his helmet and whipped it violently, bringing a gust of wind, making him break out in a cold sweat, and swallowed the remaining half of the words abruptly.Taburun said coldly: "You idiot, you only have a hundred steps left and you are still moving here slowly, so that Minggou's gunner can reload and aim calmly. If you idiots don't die, whoever dies! "The voice suddenly raised eight tunes: "Rush forward to me and take down this damn county! Who dares to take a step back, I know him, but my knife doesn't know him!"

It has to be said that Hou Jin was indeed notorious. Under their icy eyes, those Mongolian soldiers who had been blown up half their lives and only wanted to turn around and run away dared not flee. Gritting their teeth, 180 Turn around at a high speed and rush towards the city wall!Hou Jin's archers in iron armor and cotton armor stood still sixty steps away from the city wall, drew their strong bows, and aimed at the crenels one by one.

The Ming army responded immediately. When the Mongols approached thirty steps away from the city wall, Qi Hu shouted loudly, and sixty muskets fired at the same time. Chisel out a stream of blood-colored fountains.A major feature of muskets these days is their large caliber. Twenty millimeters is not uncommon. It is simply a small cannon carried by two people. Make a hole the size of a bowl.Immediately afterwards, there was a rain of arrows. Dozens of spears vibrated slightly and shot down behind the rain of arrows. The Mongolian soldiers on the front line either fell to the ground with arrows or were nailed to the ground by the spears. They were almost wiped out!Almost at the same time, Hou Jin's archers fired arrows at random, and flew towards the city wall with rusty arrowheads like a rainstorm, nailing the faces and chests of the soldiers of the Ming army who were shooting and throwing their spears. The soldiers of the army fell in response to the strings, screaming loudly!Before the Ming army could react, the second wave of arrows rained over again. This time, more arrows were hit. As far as Yang Menglong saw, about twenty people fell on their backs, or screamed and fell from the city wall. go down!These deadly post-golden archers just fired two understated volleys, completely suppressing the firepower of the Ming army, making the Ming army silent, and almost no one dared to raise their heads and fight back.

Yang Menglong flashed to a crenel, aimed his crossbow at a post-golden archer, and buckled the trigger, thump!The crossbow bolts shot out, and the archer's iron armor was pierced by an arrow. The triangular arrow pierced through his body, and a bloody section protruded from his back.After shooting the arrow, he quickly dodged and shouted: "Musketeer, kill those archers, kill those archers!"

The musketeers reloaded in a hurry, but none of them responded. Yang Menglong was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.He quickly loaded the crossbow bolt, dodged to the second crenel, aimed, fired, and the crossbow bolt hit the face of a post-golden archer, pierced through the entire head, and dug a hole in the back of the head, paying for it on the spot.And after killing this, he saw that his lovely musketeers were still pressing gunpowder, and lead-loaded lead-loaded bullets.Seeing this scene, he completely gave up on these musketeers.The quality of muskets is too poor, and the loading procedure is complicated and time-consuming, so that the firepower has almost no continuity at all, and can only win by quantity.When the Mu family was in Yunnan, they created a three-stage shooting tactic aimed at the various strongholds of the muskets, which greatly made up for the shortcomings of the muskets' poor firepower continuity and achieved good results.However, with the training level and psychological quality of these Ming troops, not to mention three-stage shooting, thirty-stage shooting may not be able to stop the enemy. A group of untrained peasants and soldiers plus one is far from smooth The weapons created such an embarrassing situation, the order to shoot the archer has been issued for 1 minute, and the gunfire has not yet sounded!

"This shit is not as good as the god arm bow hundreds of years ago!" Yang Menglong murmured in his heart, and the last sliver of affection for the musket disappeared.In this battle, the musket's poor performance had such an impact on him that he almost sentenced the musket to death. In the ten years since then, he has experienced countless bloody battles , rarely used muskets, or in other words, in his army, musketeers had no room to play. This situation continued until the flintlocks matured. Who told him that these arquebuses left him too impressed? Was it too bad?
Finally, a few musketeers loaded their ammunition, but they had no chance to fire, because the Mongols had already rushed under the city wall, and the ladders with hooks were erected one after another, and they were put on the city wall. The Mongolian soldiers swung their hands, and the big iron hook dragged the thick hemp rope and flew straight up, hooking the battlements, and then these Mongolian soldiers bit their knives in their mouths and climbed up with hands and feet, with extremely flexible movements.The archers of the Houjin Dynasty shot like arrows, and the soldiers of the Ming army who leaned out from behind the battlements and tried to attack the Mongols below were hit by arrows one after another, aiming at the head, killing each arrow.A few arrows even went through the perforations and nailed the musketeer in the face. The rocketer who was hit by the arrow threw the musket far away and fell down covering his face.The most miserable ones were those Ming troops guarding near the gaps. This part of the battlements was blown up by the flints fired by the Mongols. The golden archers also cooperated very well, and kept shooting arrows there, trying to stop the Ming soldiers who climbed up from the Mongols, and were shot down one by one. .

Li Yong shouted: "General Xiao Yang, this is terrible. Several parts of our city wall have been occupied by the Tatars! The Tatar archers are too powerful and we can't fight back at all. What should we do?"

Yang Menglong said angrily: "What should I do? You ask me, I'll ask who!" His bulging eyes stared at the Mongolian soldiers who jumped up from the ladder, climbed up the city wall and started killing, almost bleeding from their eyes.How long has it been since the fight started, and dozens of Mongolian soldiers have climbed the city wall. How can this battle be fought!
The city wall is already covered with blood and flesh, but the city is relatively quiet. The common people are huddled at home and dare not go out. Breathless.

Xiaojun's teeth were chattering, and the killing sounds made the child terrified, and he hid in his sister's arms and dared not come out.He asked tremblingly, "Sister, we are all going to die, aren't we?"

Xiao Yufang gently stroked her younger brother's immature face, her voice was soft but firm: "No, Mr. Yang will protect us...he will definitely protect us..."

(End of this chapter)