I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

Waisi's 9 troops did not include logistics. These were all real combat troops, and they were all elite troops of various lords. The combat effectiveness was not comparable to that of ordinary troops.

If it is really used in field battles, these 9 troops can compete with 10,000+ troops.

Holding the binoculars, Zhu Zhangui calmly looked at the Waisi Legion, which was neatly marching forward slowly.

"You old man, put your heart in your stomach. Let me tell you this. I have been on the battlefield since I was 9 years old. I have fought countless battles, big and small. I have never suffered a defeat. At most, I have fought against the enemy. It was a tie."

He raised his finger to the army below the city, and then pointed to the city wall under his feet.

"With this city here, even if their number doubles, I have the confidence to last for a year or so."

"Let me tell you this, old man, that is to say, I only have 2000 people under my command. If my Shenji Battalion transfers over [-] people, the current war scene will be reversed. It is not they who attack me, but me chasing them. .”

Shi'er Mahama opened his mouth, wanting to say that you brat is bragging, but looking around at the soldiers with relaxed expressions and no pre-war pressure at all, he suddenly felt that what his grandson-in-law said might be true.

He has also seen Daming's strange weapon. It knocks down a person with one shot within two or three hundred steps, and the reloading speed is faster than that of a bow and arrow. It was born for killing people.

The grandson-in-law has 2000 of these guns. Even if the marksmanship is inaccurate, so many bullets are enough to kill 1/3 of the opponent. In addition, there are so many weapons, bows and arrows stored in the palace.

If the opponent really fights recklessly, it is simply impossible to win the capital without losing half of the troops.

If an army loses 1/2 and still doesn't collapse, the old guy in other countries doesn't know, anyway, their Western Regions Corps will definitely not be able to support it.

Troops that can continue to fight with casualties of 1/5 are already elite troops for them.

So in this regard, he has gradually become less optimistic about that nephew.

After thinking this through, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since that's the case, then I can rest assured. I am too old. I think I can live a good life for a few days in the future, so I will leave this desperate work to you young people!"

After speaking, with Zhu Zhangui's speechless expression, supported by the guards, he walked down the city wall humming a little song.

Too lazy to talk to this unreliable old man, Zhu Zhangui gave an order to the walkie-talkie with a telescope in hand.

"Attention all artillery points, your main shooting target is the opponent's ladder shaft, as long as these are destroyed, the enemy will no longer threaten us."

"All infantry commanders pay attention to saving ammunition, and tell their brothers not to let go of their guns, and kill every one they can."

After a brief explanation, Zhu Zhangui did not issue any other orders.

These old brothers under his command are veterans with rich combat experience, and the commanders are also old men who have fought many battles.

They knew how to fight the war, and Zhu Zhangui would not direct the low-level soldiers to fight without any special emergency.

This is the benefit of training soldiers in modern combat methods.

The command of the headquarters issued a general battle plan and the expected attack target.

As for how to fight, that is something for the lower-level officers to consider.

The advantage of this is to prevent commanders who are not on the front line from giving orders randomly without knowing the current situation.

It can also exercise the command and adaptability of low-level officers, so that they can experience further development in this area.

Although these old brothers have already made many decisions, they will accept Zhu Zhangui's suggestion after this battle and delegate to the local government as officials.

But it doesn't mean that after leaving the army, they won't have the ability to fight.

Because these people only know how to fight, they don't know how to manage the local area at all. When they are sent to various places as officials, they will only be assigned to various county government offices as county captains or local garrison generals.

In this way, their abilities will not be wasted, and they can still be used to train a city defender or wipe out a bandit.

As the enemy slowly entered the range of the artillery, the gunners on the city wall began to quickly calculate the shooting angle and prepare for the launch.

The artillery currently in use is all simple to manufacture, and the shooting accuracy cannot be guaranteed at all.

These gunners made their judgments based entirely on their own experience and observing the effect of the new cannon test firing in the city two days ago.

An old gunner on the upper floor of the city gate squatted behind the cannon, gave a thumbs up, and aimed at the Lu bus in the distance, silently calculating the distance between the two sides and the angle at which the cannon was fired.

"Add two slant pieces!"

With the distance between the two sides more than 200 steps, the gunner made a judgment.

The deputy next to him quickly took out two small wooden blocks and raised the cannon a little higher.

"Torches!"

After the preparations were completed, the gunner took the torch, closed one eye, and looked at the Lu bus that was getting closer and closer in the distance.

When the opponent reached the shooting position he expected, the gunner quickly ignited the fuse.

"呲呲呲..."

"boom!"

The fuse burned quickly and entered the gun chamber in an instant, igniting the gunpowder inside.

With a bang, an iron ball flew out with a whistling sound, and hit the Lu public car that was slowly advancing.

"Peng!"

"Clah la la la..."

The fast-flying shells flew past the side of Lu Gong's car.

The powerful impact carried by the shell directly penetrated one side of Mr. Lu's car, bringing out a large piece of sawdust, flesh, stumps, limbs and broken arms that flew out horizontally.

Those soldiers from the Western Regions who didn't die flew out of Lu Gong's car screaming and wailing, and fell heavily on the ground without making a sound.

"Damn, it's a little early! This fucking cannon doesn't work at all."

Seeing that the shooting effect did not reach the desired target, the gunner complained in a low voice, and urged his subordinates to clean up the gun chamber and reload it.

In addition to this artillery, other artillery also began to fire in sequence.

These soldiers manipulating the artillery are all veterans who have been playing artillery for several years.

Although this kind of simply processed artillery is not as accurate as that made by the Artisan Battalion, they can still accurately hit the target at a distance of two to three hundred steps.

This is the confidence of the old artillery.

With the smoke coming out of the artillery, the slowly advancing siege chariots were also destroyed one by one.

In just a few dozen steps, dozens of siege ladders and well fences were smashed to pieces by the artillery, and the remaining few were just moving forward with difficulty.

"asshole!"

Seeing that the siege weapon that his side worked hard for a month was destroyed by the Ming army in the blink of an eye, Waisi was so angry that he cursed.

But it's useless to be angry, Waisi can only grit his teeth, let the soldiers who don't have siege equipment retreat, and some continue to move forward.

It's a pity that those soldiers who didn't have siege equipment hadn't retreated yet, and the few remaining siege equipment were destroyed and collapsed one by one under the precise strikes of artillery.

Soldiers from the Western Regions who were hiding in Lu's bus on the ladder shaft and preparing to attack the city were directly hit by shells or fell from their equipment, and thousands of them were killed or injured.

This is the helplessness of siege.

After working hard for more than a month, without even touching the enemy's city wall, he was beaten back in the face, which is a common thing in siege battles.

As in the movie, as soon as the attack is launched, the soldiers rush directly to the bottom of the city to shoot at the enemy and climb the wall, which is almost impossible.

Often, the section from the attack route to the city wall needs to be piled up with corpses and lives.

If there were no artillery in the era of cold weapons, perhaps with this sufficient preparation, you can get close to the city wall for a while.

But when facing the Ming army with experienced gunners and good quality artillery, it really can only be caught blind.

No cheering, no celebration.

The soldiers of the Ming army on the city wall saw the enemy retreating, so they calmly let go of the weapons they were gripping tightly, and then leaned against the city wall, either closing their eyes to rest their minds or eating to replenish their physical strength.

The only ones who were busy were the artillerymen. While putting the ammunition that was useless just now back to the hidden place, they were cleaning the artillery and waiting for the next shot.

Zhu Zhangui put down the binoculars calmly, picked up a fruit from the fruit plate on the table next to him, took a bite, sat on the chair and waited quietly.

When someone is in charge of the affairs of the city, except for the stage of the battle, the generals who defend the city are very relaxed most of the time.

As a veteran, finding time to rejuvenate and replenish your strength is a daily occurrence.

Until the evening, Waisi did not send troops to attack again.

Zhu Zhangui didn't care, except that he found time to go to the supermarket for the soldiers who had been busy all day, and after taking some canned meat to replenish their strength, he spent most of the time on the tower, eating fruits and closing his eyes to rest his mind.

There is no movement in the crooked thinking, Zhu Zhangui has two judgments in his mind.

First, the opponent has no siege weapons, and they may be discussing how to build siege weapons to defend against artillery in preparation for the next attack.

The second is that the opponent intends to attack at night, reducing the field of view of the artillery, making it impossible to aim accurately.

For these two options, Zhu Zhangui prefers the latter.

Because during this period of time, according to the reports of the residents in the city, he found many noble ministers who intended to collude with the crooked thoughts.

For these guys who wanted to be two or five youngsters, Zhu Zhangui naturally would not be polite, directly ransacked their homes, and tortured them to find out how the two parties communicated.

Noble minister: We are obviously helping our own people, so why have we become two or five boys?Aren't those who betrayed the country those ungrateful pariahs?

Yesterday, he received a message from outside the city.

Waisi asked these guys in the city, how is the night defense of the Ming army?

Zhu Zhangui also reported to the foreign exchange very intimately that the Ming army's defensive strength was very weak at night.

Although the other side did not reply to the message, Zhu Zhangui knew in his heart that the other side should have plans to attack at night.

"Your Highness!"

When the sun had just set and Zhu Zhangui was about to enter the gate tower for dinner, a soldier hurried in and handed him an arrow tied with a letter.

Zhu Zhangui waved his hand, and an old man with the appearance of the Western Regions came up, unwrapped the letter and began to read it quickly.

"Your Highness only said that at tonight, attack the East City Gate to create chaos, and open the city gate if you have the opportunity!"

Zhu Zhangui chuckled and understood the other party's plan.

At midnight, in an alley in Dongcheng.

Hundreds of masked men hid among them with swords in hand.

The leading man in front looked at the moonlight in the sky, judged the approximate time, waved his hand and hundreds of people followed him secretly.

These people proceeded carefully all the way, avoiding the patrols that passed by from time to time, and soon reached the east gate.

Since it was night, there was only one team defending the east gate.

Outside the gates of the inner city, except for a few soldiers carrying guns standing vigilantly on both sides of the road, most of them were sitting by the fire, surrounded by a small iron pot, waiting for the canned food to be cooked.

Smelling the alluring fragrance in the air, the leading man couldn't help but curse.

"Mother, I knew I was going to guard the gate."

"We were lying in the alley thirsty and hungry, and these bastards actually ate canned food here, sucking..."

He sucked his nose hard, and his eyes were even more envious.

"Damn it's still canned braised pork. It's been a month since I came here and I haven't eaten it. I'm so hungry."

"Ha ha…"

Hearing the leader's complaints, the people in black behind laughed lowly.

Because people in the Western Regions do not eat pork, in order to prevent misunderstandings between the two parties, Zhu Zhangui did not provide canned pork to his soldiers during this period.

Most of the food is canned fish.

Canned fish is okay to eat once or twice, but after eating it for a month, the soldiers almost vomited.

Later, some soldiers couldn't help being greedy, and directly took the canned food distributed and exchanged it with the local people for mutton.

The people in the Western Regions also want to try something new, and also want to taste the taste of this sea fish, so they are very happy with this exchange.

But these old brothers are from the lower class after all, and they are not used to eating mutton, and they can't stand the fishy smell. They think pork is still delicious.

Tonight, because the soldiers guarding the city here wanted to pretend to be dead, everyone felt that this had a bad meaning, so they all had the cheek to ask Zhu Zhangui to take some canned pork as compensation.

Zhu Zhangui was speechless.

A group of men who often roll around in the dead people actually taboo this.

If you want to eat canned pork, just say no, don’t you need to find such an excuse that you don’t even believe yourself.

Although I complained in my heart, the wishes of these soldiers were satisfied after returning from the battle, and each of them was given a box of canned braised pork.

But when posting it, I told them not to eat canned food in front of the local villagers. If someone finds out by accident, if someone asks, they will say it is dog meat.

"It's delicious!"