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

Chapter 647 Kicked on the iron plate 5
Bullets continued to rain down on the city wall, and the platoons of guns followed one after another, killing and wounding the Mongolian army besieging the city.The tactics of the defenders are very clear, that is to say hello to the group of people who are carrying the ladder. I will see how you can fly up without the ladder!Then the Mongolian soldiers who carried the ladder suffered eight lifetimes of bloody misfortune, and were knocked down by bullets one after another.

The Mongolian army let out a scream in their hearts: "Longevity God, can't these bright dogs finish the medicine? Don't their firecrackers get hot!?"

Of course, the Ming army’s bullets will be finished, but it will take some time—the base number of ammunition carried by each soldier is [-] rounds. Be a little patient, not to mention there are still a lot of stocks in the ammunition depot.As for the barrel being hot, that's not a problem. Every musketeer carries a pot of cold water. When the barrel gets too hot, he pours water on the barrel to cool it down. These are the conclusions they have made in battles. The experience, very practical, greatly increased the continuity of firepower, so that the Mongolian army fell hundreds of people, but still failed to add up a ladder.

Zheng Jing squinted his eyes at the surging crowd below the city, and did not order the mortars to fire for a long time.He was waiting, waiting for the Mongolian army to lose patience and invest more intensive troops.When the density of the Mongolian army reached the level of crowding, it was the turn of the mortars to show their power.Mortars are extremely powerful, but the shells are not cheap. The Tianxiong Army has no way to produce them themselves. Every round has to be transported from Nanyang. The journey is long and rugged. The shells are extremely dangerous. One can imagine the hardships in the process. It is said that there were a few bombs on the way, and many people died.Each of these cannonballs is worth a thousand gold, he has no right to waste, he must make every cannonball play the best effect.Besides, in the present situation, it seems that there is no need for mortars to fire, and muskets alone are enough for them.Seeing the Mongolian army falling down like harvesting wheat under the city, he was filled with relief: 300 years ago, when you ran wild with your strong bows and horses, you probably never dreamed that you would have today?Unending Tartars!
A group of big men with fur hats and thick beards were standing beside Zheng Jing, pointing and talking about the Mongolian army screaming incessantly below the city.These are caravan bodyguards who often travel outside the Great Wall. They are all highly skilled in martial arts, bold, drink bad wine, ride strong horses, and are very skilled in martial arts when they are on horseback. They are usually responsible for protecting the goods, and they don’t mind snatching them when the opportunity comes. A few small Mongolian tribes or weak caravans come to blackmail, kill people, and bury their bodies. Who knows that they have done good things like killing people and stealing goods?There is no way, the grassland is a place where the weak are preyed upon by the strong, and the weak are not qualified to survive.This time they were invited by the Tianxiong Army to escort [-] silver dollars and [-] gold coins to Yingzhou. They happened to encounter this big battle, and these rough men couldn't hold back immediately, clamoring to join the war, and Wang Wenbin also I was a little scared of these bold and ruthless heroes, so I sent them to the city wall. Zheng Jing also had a headache because of insufficient troops, so naturally he would not refuse.Now these good men looked at the bloody battlefield, all of them were surprised in capital letters and bold, and chirped: "Why are the Tartars so weak? After fighting for a long time, they didn't even touch the city wall, and a lot of them died. People!" The quick-witted ones looked at the rifled flintlock guns in the hands of the Tianxiong Army and drool, thinking that after this battle, they must buy a few from the Tianxiong Army. This thing is so easy to use and powerful. , I can't hide even if I give you a shot!
Zheng Jing just smiled lightly at the comments of these heroes.These guys are certainly excellent in martial arts, but when it comes to the art of war, a corporal leader of the Tianxiong Army can blow them out.They acted so impatiently, probably because they have been playing for so long, and they still haven't had a chance to express themselves, right?The Mongolian army can't even touch the city walls, and they have nowhere to display their martial arts.

The bodyguards were just impatient, but the Mongolian army was about to cry.From the beginning to the end, they were only beaten. The people who lifted the ladder didn't know how many dials they changed, but they still couldn't stand up. Thousands of people were nested in the city and were shot. What is this!The muskets of the Ming army are terrible, not to mention the 楯 brand, even the 楯 chariot can't stop it. If it is hit, it will be a big hole with blood and flesh, which makes people feel terrified!There is also a good climber who is good at climbing with a scimitar in his mouth, freeing his hands and trying to climb up the city wall with his bare hands, but the damned city wall is as smooth as a blackboard with cement, want to climb up?Unless they turn into real geckos!
The archers were shooting arrows desperately, trying to suppress the firepower of the Ming army. Countless sharp arrows hit the city wall and bounced off, forming a thick layer on the ground——Obviously, their efforts had no effect. The army's platoon guns still fired fast and hard, making the soldiers who attacked the city miserable.In the chaos, the wave of people suddenly parted, and a group of strong men rushed up carrying a thick and long giant log with a conical iron ram at the top, and slammed into the city gate.The giant wood was extremely heavy, and many strong men worked together, the force of the impact was so fierce, and the angle of impact, even the city gate covered with several layers of copper leaves could not withstand several impacts. The soldiers on the wall felt the wall vibrate.

Zheng Jing sneered: "Do you want to break in? Then you admit that you can't do anything with the city wall?"

———In ancient siege, unless there was an internal response, the attacking side seldom used the city gate as the main attack direction, because the defending side always took the city gate as the key defense object, where the firepower was the densest, and they often used it The stone strips and sandbags blocked the entire city gate corridor, even if the city gate was knocked down, it would be impossible to pass through.If the defender is too idle, install a hidden gate in the tunnel, and suddenly release it at the right time, the enemy who attacked the city will immediately become a turtle in the urn, and can only be tortured and killed.If the attacking side uses the city gate as a breakthrough point to attack recklessly, either there is no way to take the city wall, or they have already hit a hole. Obviously, the Mongolian army belongs to the former, and they really can't move the city wall!

Someone from Simon's side also started banging on the door.The Mongolian army shouted and screamed, and the sound of killing shook the sky. The sound waves slapped on the city wall and then rushed to Yunxiao, which was thrilling.However, the Ming army did not respond to this, and the musketeers continued to pour fire on the ladder, as if they didn't care about the opponent's slamming the door at all.

Under the threat of the musketeers, more and more Mongolian troops moved towards the city gate, only waiting for the city gate to be knocked open, they immediately rushed in and started killing.Several ladders were finally set up. The Mongolian soldiers bit their scimitars and tried their best to climb up with small round shields. They were constantly hit by bullets and fell down in groups. But after seeing hope, they changed their minds. Crazy, desperate to climb up.Finally, the No.1 soldier jumped onto the city wall with a sword and shield. Although his head was chopped off by the bodyguard who was waiting at the side, he still succeeded in boosting the morale of the Mongolian army. They shouted wildly, the ants Climb up like a wall.More and more people jumped onto the city wall and started hand-to-hand combat with the Ming army. They stabbed with long spears and swung horizontal knives on the city wall, killing blood and blood.

From the beginning of the battle until now, Boyan has been clenching his fists tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands are popping out. Now he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "We have attacked..."

Manzhu Xili was overjoyed: "It is hopeful to break the door!"

Uhan said: "If we are lucky, we will be able to celebrate in the city at night!"

If they were lucky, they would of course be able to celebrate in the city at night, but the problem was that their luck was not good...or in other words, their luck was surprisingly bad!

Seeing more and more Mongolian soldiers climbing up the city wall, Zheng Jing calmly ordered: "Grenade, throw it!"

Those Xiangyong who had been doing nothing by the side of the musketeer finally found something to do now, and a little bit frightened, picked up the three-piece grenade beside him to set fire, and then threw it down in a hurry, heading for crowded places hit.Dozens of grenades hissed and smoky fell from the sky, hitting the shields of the Mongolian soldiers with a bang bang sound. The Mongolian soldiers looked at these iron heads with wooden handles that kept smoking, showing a puzzled look.They have never seen this kind of weapon. According to the instructions, if the army wants to hit people, they should throw gray bottles and horn stones. Why throw these things down?

In the next second, they knew why Ming Jun threw this thing down.

Boom boom boom boom boom!

A series of violent explosions slammed into everyone's eardrums fiercely, a large ball of fire rushed up, the ground trembled crazily amidst the terrible roar, and the scorching shrapnel and steel balls centered on the explosion point to present a It splashed densely around in a radial pattern, easily piercing through the leather armor, cutting open the body, and releasing large streams of blood.Large pieces of minced meat and shattered limbs were thrown high by the explosion shock wave, dancing in the air, and blood rained among the Mongolian army!
Zheng Jing yelled: "Don't watch, keep voting!"

The townspeople have all been trained to throw bombs, but they don’t throw live ammunition—how can there be so many live ammunition for them to squander?Hearing the movement, he wanted to poke his head out to see what happened, but when he heard Zheng Jing's drink, he quickly retracted his neck, picked up the cluster grenade and threw it down again, causing screams and curses again.

The east and west gates also had grenades flying horizontally, and these two directions were the most densely populated, so the damage caused by the grenades was even more terrifying. The screams of the Mongolian army almost overwhelmed the roar of the grenade explosion.The Mongolian soldiers who were fighting with the Ming army on the city wall heard thunderous loud noises behind them, screams one after another, and instinctively turned their heads to look back, only to be so horrified that they almost fell off the city wall:
In the place where the Mongolian army was densely populated, a large cloud of smoke billowed up, and many people were thrown high by the explosion shock wave and then torn into several pieces and thrown down!In the center of the fireball, pieces of flesh and limbs flew out like a fountain, and many soldiers were shattered in the flash of smoke and flames, while the balls of fireballs farther away also fell to the ground and wailed at the moment of the explosion, without even a chance to wail , The shrapnel and steel balls from the lasing hit their vitals, tore their bodies apart, and killed them on the spot!
God of longevity, what kind of monster did the Ming army release to be so terrifying?
(End of this chapter)