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

Chapter 772 Bloody Battle at Wusongkou 2
The actions of Heluo's new army were far beyond Zheng Zhibao's expectations. He looked from east to west and then back again, and he couldn't even find a single person.Not only the infantry, but even the cannons erected on the fort were gone. He frowned and said in confusion: "It's strange, why are these black men hiding? Don't they want this fortress anymore?"

It is indeed a strange thing. The defending side should fire hard at this time to keep the fleet out of the effective range of their own artillery.Compared with warships, coastal forts can be well protected, and they are not affected by the waves when they fire. The accuracy is relatively high, and it will be cheaper to fight. Under normal circumstances, warships are absolutely unwilling to head-on with shore artillery. Yes, I can't even touch it.But the Heluo new army didn't have the slightest intention to stick to it, instead they all hid with a whoosh, which is too strange!

The lieutenant said with a smile: "Those black skins were probably frightened by our fleet, so they ran away?"

Although Zheng Zhibao is optimistic, he is not so optimistic.He has also heard about the battles of the Heluo New Army. This is definitely a powerful force that can travel long distances and fight tough battles. Only more than 2000 people dare to go to the Liaodong battlefield and fight to the death with the Houjin Eight Banners in the Daling River Well, in the dictionary of this army, the word "fear" can't be found at all!If they are really so useless, then they are not qualified to appear at Wusongkou and confront Zheng's fleet now!

He turned his head to a Japanese warrior with bare feet and two long knives on his waist and said: "Mr. Miyamoto, I will fire a gun to test the enemy's reality first, and you lead your men to take the opportunity to land. Be sure to kill the enemy." Get out from behind the fortifications!"

Miyamoto bowed slightly, and said: "Don't worry, General, as long as your artillery fire is strong enough to suppress the firepower of the black army, let us land at a cost, without having to invest in follow-up troops, just relying on the [-] troops under my command." A brave warrior is enough to kill them all!"

Zheng Zhibao said: "I know Mr. Miyamoto is highly skilled and courageous, and the samurai under his command are also excellent in martial arts. However, the black army has experienced many battles and is powerful in combat. It is better not to underestimate the enemy."

Miyamoto smiled proudly: "This is not underestimating the enemy, this is self-confidence!"

This guy is considered an old man in Zheng's group. He started to follow Zheng Zhilong when he was still working hard in Japan. He followed Zheng Zhilong in the southern and northern wars. He also contributed a lot to Zheng's current situation.This person is proficient in the way of swordsmanship, precise in arrow skills, and more familiar with the art of war and battle formation. He has undue courage. The 1000 or [-] Japanese samurai under his command have also been practicing martial arts since childhood. It plays a pivotal role, and it is used as the tip of the knife in every battle.However, Miyamoto is good at everything, but he is too arrogant and supercilious. Except for Zheng Zhilong, probably the Emperor of Japan can also fall into the eyes of his old man. Zheng Zhibao has nothing to do about it. He is not Zheng Zhilong. It is not easy to make Miyamoto obey his orders.

An hour later...

bang bang bang ————

Boom boom boom boom———

The thunderous explosion exploded suddenly on the sea, and hundreds of naval guns spewed out large groups of flames at the same time, and the black smoke spread like a hurricane, and the sea seemed to be blown by a black storm.The round shot flew out of the gun bore at high speed, forming a burst of scorching hailstones and smashing hard at the Wusongkou Fortress.The flames from the muzzles of the hundreds of naval guns had not yet dissipated, and the thunder broke out again, and hundreds of naval guns fired violently. With a whistling roar, it landed on the wharf, the fort, and the hillside... a large group of flames exploded, and the stone chips flew in the air. Let alone the lethality, the scene alone was scary enough.The morale of the sailors who were holding their weapons and preparing for hand-to-hand combat was greatly boosted, waving their swords and spears and shouting loudly, the lean and lean faces of the Japanese samurai twisted and let out bursts of laughter. As for the tall and strong black men, they were even more joyful. There was a battle dance on the deck... No way, the entertainment nature of black people is too strong.Seeing this, Zheng Zhibao couldn't help showing a proud expression. Those blooming bullets are very expensive, and the manufacturing process is more complicated than that of solid lead bullets. The killing effect may not be comparable to that of solid lead bullets, but they can boost morale. Looking at the high morale of the soldiers, one can tell that the round of explosive shells just now was not in vain, and the money to buy the shells was not in vain.

Boom boom boom boom boom———

The sound of the guns is completely indistinguishable from the count. Dozens of warships hit 300 meters, according to Wusongkou. Showing off their powerful firepower and terrible destructive power.They don't look like they are fighting, but they seem to be burying people with shells. Looking at the entire Ming Dynasty, there are really only a handful of troops who dare to play like this!The artillery shells fell on the Wusongkou Fortress like a hailstorm. The shot balls jumped wildly, the gravel splashed, and the gunpowder smoke filled the air. It was extremely frightening. The morale of Zheng's army increased. If they don't break up, after this round of shelling, they will be able to take a walk and occupy the Wusongkou Fortress, chasing and killing the fleeing enemies!

However, the reality is completely different from what they imagined.

The Heluo New Army hid in the fortifications dug in advance, watching boredly as the lead balls rolled into the trenches... Their trenches were 1.5 meters deep, and a large number of independent anti-gun holes were dug on both sides of the trenches. I dare not say that there were How perfect it would be, at least it would be no problem to accommodate individual soldiers to avoid artillery fire.A shot put weighing several kilograms will only make a hole in the ground when it hits it. Want to destroy such a fortification?It's still far from enough, unless they bring the 85mm caliber mortar over, there's no chance.The benefits of trenches are obvious. Most of the artillery shells hit outside the trenches. Occasionally, some of the artillery shells fell into the trenches and were blocked by the twists and turns of the trenches. Their power could not be exerted at all - if they hid in the trenches, they could still be fired. If you are killed by a solid shot put, it can only be said that your character is too bad. If God wants to take you away, it will be useless to ask anyone.As for the explosive bombs, during training, the New Army soldiers who were often tied up with wires and thrown into the trenches with their hands and feet, and then listened to the [-]mm howitzer shells exploding on their front, back, left and right, were so frightened that they became incontinent and said disdainfully:

"Scum!"

Compared with 85mm howitzers and 120mm cannons, all cannons are scum.

Of course, this arrogance and prejudice did not prevent them from picking up the shot put that had rolled into the trench.This is a good thing, it can be melted down to make bullets, and it is delivered to your door, so there is no reason not to.

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, Yan Ying was also frightened by Zheng's fleet's overwhelming bombardment, his hands were shaking, but after several rounds of shelling, seeing that the overwhelming shells still failed to cause much damage to his fortifications, he hung up his voice. Finally, he calmed down a little, and said to Xue Siming with admiration: "The general is really a genius. Just a simple trench has made the opponent's hundreds of cannons into decorations. If he cannon fire, we will not even have a single hair." At least, this kind of skill of turning decay into magic is really admirable!"

Xue Siming said with a smile: "Don't admire me, it's the idea of ​​the champion. His favorite thing to do is to drive all the soldiers into the trenches, and then fire the cannons, scaring the soldiers into incontinence, so that they went to the battlefield , The first thing the soldiers did was to dig trenches desperately, and they couldn’t change it.”

Yan Yingyuan looked at the soldiers who were talking and laughing during the shelling, and couldn't help admiring from the bottom of his heart: "Champion Hou is really a genius in training!"

Another round of artillery fire came over, and several explosive shells hit near the trench, and a large piece of mud splashed over, covering Xue Siming's body.Xue Siming didn't care, and casually flicked a few mud particles off his head, and said impatiently: "Why are you still firing? Hurry up and let your landing troops come on so I can start the fight. I'm still waiting to finish the fight and go back to eat pufferfish and fish." How about a saury feast!"

Yan Yingyuan: "..."

Maybe he felt Yan Yingyuan's resentment, maybe it was because the barrel was hot and had to be cooled down first. After another round of volleys, the seemingly violent but ineffective artillery fire suddenly stopped.Miyamoto pulled out a long knife and pointed at Wusong's mouth: "Kill him, we will leave nothing behind!"

20 Japanese samurai brandished long knives and howled loudly, and rushed towards the pier in more than [-] small and medium-sized warships.They acted quickly, rowing the boat like a swordfish, and rushed ashore in a few strokes. A large number of Japanese samurai jumped out of the boat and rushed straight to the defense line of the Heluo New Army without stopping.

Xue Siming coldly ordered: "It's our turn. The artillery fires, don't care about the warships that landed, and concentrate their firepower to sink their large warships!"

The artillery, who had been impatient for a long time, pushed the cannon out of the anti-gun hole, pushed it back to the fort to set it up, put down the hoe, and aimed at the densely packed battleships on the sea.These cannons are quite heavy, and a lot of preparations have to be made before firing, so they can't fire for a while, and Zheng's fleet still has nearly 10 minutes of luck.The Japanese samurai who landed did not have such a good life. Just as they rushed towards the parapet that was a little messed up by the shells, there was movement behind the quiet parapet. Rows of black muzzles protruded, and cold eyes flew over like bullets, making them chill all over!

Heluo New Army!

They didn't run away!

Not only did he not run away, but he also had a well-organized lineup and was as calm as ever!
The Japanese samurai hesitated and slowed down. They felt unbelievable that such fierce artillery fire had no effect on the Heluo new army?Hell, could it be that the hundreds of thousands of shells hit the air just now?

The calmness and ruthlessness of this army makes them instinctively afraid!

But now the large army is coming like a tide, even if they want to retreat, they have no way to retreat, the crowd wraps them and rushes forward, once they stop, they will be squeezed down immediately, and then they will be trampled to death, or trampled to death!There was no way, they could only bite the bullet and continue to rush forward, deliberately not looking at the rows of black holed muzzles, and at the same time praying that the bullets would not fly towards them!
The Japanese weapons led by Miyamoto were only 60 meters away from the parapet.

"Fire!"

The icy voice broke the fearful silence behind the parapet, and then, thunder broke out, and ghosts cried and wolves howled!

(End of this chapter)