Volume 1 The Battle of Luchuan Chapter 8 The Bloody Battle on a Rainy Night Outside Mengyang City (II)

As several swordsmen informed Jiang Yugang's command intention to the high-walled courtyards where the firecrackers were stationed, the frequency of firing slowly decreased.

And the Luchuan army obviously didn't realize Jiang Yugang's design, in their cognition, the Ming army's melee knife-wielding soldiers had been killed and wounded in the previous battle, and they died and fled.

And now that there are fewer firearms, it means that they have run out of ammunition, and after rushing in, these guys who will only hide far away and beat people with firearms are just prey to be slaughtered in front of their hunting knives.

And when they all entered an open field in the middle of the garrison camp, the sword soldiers who suddenly rushed from the dilapidated courtyard on all sides completely disrupted the formation of the Luchuan army.

Unlike the one-color cloth armor of the guards, which is dirty and torn but still neat on the whole, the messy clothing style of the Luchuan army is particularly conspicuous compared with the Ming army, and the remaining firecrackers are the most trusted masters, and the number of firecrackers is a lot less, but the casualties of the Luchuan soldiers are not less at all.

As far as Jiang Yufu knows, modern military experts have studied the limit of the army's casualties, and the results show that when the casualty rate exceeds 30 percent, the army will basically lose its combat effectiveness.

Therefore, his initial decision was to constantly unitize the troops, divide them into sword soldiers and fire soldiers, and then subdivide them into fire soldiers, and then divide some people to supplement the sword soldiers.

On the one hand, this can strengthen the control and reduce the risk of falling into chaos, after all, he is only a temporary commander, relying on his personal combat power to gain trust; On the other hand, it is also convenient for scheduling, taking the initiative of advancing and retreating in their own hands, and finally realizing the miracle of maintaining full combat effectiveness although more than half of the casualties of the melee sword-wielding soldiers have been achieved.

The Luchuan army, which relied on numbers and brute strength to constantly rush into battle, did not consider these at all, and was first scattered in the Ming army camp that was unfamiliar with the terrain, and then encountered a cross-attack with distant firearms and close-range saber wielding, and suffered heavy casualties for a while.

Soon, the casualties of the Luchuan army exceeded the limit they could bear, and there was a rout, and they immediately retreated and fled, but this time, the Ming army of Manggu Mountain was no longer the Ming army that was attacked by sneak attack and hastily returned fire, but the Ming army that completed the encirclement of the enemy in the camp that they were most familiar with after a night of bloody fighting.

Each of them was an elite warrior who had fought many battles, and all those who were weaker had been killed in the battles of the previous armies, long marches, poisonous miasma, and countless attacks.

Although the number of the defenders of Manggu Mountain to the end of the battle was only a fraction of the opponent's, whether it was the sword-wielding soldiers who scattered the enemy's offensive and dragged them all, or the fire-gun soldiers who relied on the shelter of the camp to avoid the impact of heavy rain to the greatest extent and constantly ignited and shot, they have all become the most experienced hunters in this mountain forest.

The heavy rain of this night was like a big net that was constantly being put away, and the Luchuan soldiers who had almost lost their armor tried to escape from all directions, one hunting knife after another, the machete was shot down by the lancet of the Ming soldiers, and then the owners of these hunting knives were cut down one by one, and there were shots after the roar of the fire guns mixed with the light of the knife, which completely disrupted every attempt of the Luchuan army to organize and retreat.

I don't know how long this battle lasted, it seemed to be very fast, and it seemed like a long time. But it shouldn't have been too long, when everything is quiet again, only the sound of rain in the mountains and forests remains, Jiang Yu thought so, after all, the rain has not stopped, and the sky is still as black as ink.

The Luchuan army wanted to take advantage of this rainy night to completely break through the Ming army's defense line in Manggu Mountain, and open a mountain road to Mengyang City that was not easy to walk but was still practical - it was easy to defend and difficult to attack, although it could not be used as the main passage, but once it fell into the hands of the enemy, Mengyang City had an additional couch tiger that was difficult to solve.

Maybe in the time and space when he didn't travel to the Ming Dynasty, the Luchuan Army's attempt was indeed successful, but now everything will be different.

Jiang Yu listened to the cheers and shouts of his name erupting from the camp, and a belief sprouted from his heart—he wanted to do more, he wanted to create something new, to turn the elegy of sorrow and helplessness into a heroic epic. Maybe it was out of reach, maybe every step would be as dangerous as this bloody battle on a rainy night, but he was willing to do his best for it.

He gently stroked the lancet in his hand, which had become an extension of his body in the previous battle, changing its trajectory to slash his enemies. In modern times, he has studied swordsmanship for many years, but cold weapons are no longer the mainstream in that era after all, and he did not expect to be able to exert such outstanding strength on the battlefield of the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago.

Jiang Yugang felt that his current self, the soul of Jiang Yugang, a modern person who would be hundreds of years in the future, and the fusion of the body of Jiang Yugang, a brave warrior in the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago, although the name and appearance were still the same as before, his life seemed to have undergone essential changes in some places.

In addition to the most intuitive strength and physical strength, even the resilience has become much stronger. The armor's defenses were not perfect, and the injuries in many protected corners quickly stopped bleeding and gradually healed.

And this change brought Jiang Yugang a wonderful inspiration, and he suddenly had a feeling that he was like a stone that suddenly appeared in the long river of time, and it did not belong to the normal flow of the long river after all.

Jiang Yufu subconsciously touched his helmet, this helmet was given to him by a hundred households who trusted him, and the shape was different from that of ordinary soldiers, of course, it was before he crossed over to the Ming Dynasty, he didn't have any memories, only knew that it was this magical helmet that sent him to this era, and now, it has become extremely ordinary, so ordinary that Jiang Yu is extremely sad.

This battle caused the defenders of Manggu Mountain, which were already on the verge of the limit, to be injured again, but Jiang Yugang's operational command and emergency response allowed this Ming army to seize the opportunity to survive in a desperate situation.

In a bloody battle, 21 of the 56 Ming soldiers were killed, including four Xiaoqi officers, and after this battle, Jiang Yugang essentially became the commander of the Manggu Mountain defense line.

Under his arrangement, the remaining soldiers, except for him and a few craftsmen, temporarily formed three small flags and went directly to carry out the task of cleaning up the battlefield. The Luchuan soldiers had nothing else, and all kinds of knives were real, which still had a direct effect on the improvement and manufacture of the subsequent firecrackers.

Almost two hours later, when the rain had subsided, the inventory of the battlefield had ended. More than 50 defenders of Manggu Mountain annihilated a total of more than 430 people of the attacking Luchuan army, nearly 1:20 battle losses. Of course, this has an important relationship with the complex and dangerous mountain situation of Manggu Mountain, where the enemy can only send troops up the mountain to attack one by one, unable to open the battle line, and make full use of the numerical advantage, but instead fall into the siege of the Ming army again and again.

The various weapons confiscated were so many in the courtyard of the original craftsman that they could not be stacked, and Lu Chong's eyes looked at these weapons, but what he thought of was the new type of firecracker. In the battle at night, the new type of firearm he and Zhang Dake used exerted a power far beyond that of others, and he himself saw with the firearm himself, and knocked down twenty or thirty people.

Watching the soldiers returning from cleaning the battlefield throwing bundles of knives of Luchuan soldiers onto the recovered iron piles, Lu Chong only felt that his excitement was irrepressible, and he wished to immediately go to Jiang Yugang and other craftsmen to study the next improvement, but when he looked around, he saw Zhang Dake and Jiang Yugang missing.

Lu Chong hurriedly grabbed a soldier who had dropped his trophies and was about to leave, and asked eagerly, "Have you seen Zhang Dake and Jiang Xiaoqi?" ”

"Didn't Blacksmith Zhang go to Mengyang City to pick up Blacksmith Xu?" When the soldier saw Lu Chong, he complained with an angry look: "You blacksmiths can make Jiang Xiaoqi miserable, and it is just enough to escape to Mengyang City, and it is said that Jiang Xiaoqi instigated it, no, just now the commander from there pulled Jiang Xiaoqi away." ”

"What!" Lu Chong's eyes widened in shock, and his eyes seemed to be about to jump out.