One shell after another landed on the city wall of the county town of Shanghai, although there were many straw bags and bamboo baskets full of earth on the city, and water was poured on them to make them more humid and reduce the kinetic energy of the projectiles falling on them. However, when a huge scorching cannonball falls on the city wall, it will still roll and bounce more or less, because there is always room for people to move. And when the cannonball flies and bounces, it seems to be very slow, but in fact, the angular velocity of the cannonball is only seen with the naked eye, but the speed is actually very fast, and when the cannonball is seen flying and jumping, the body wants to react, and it is too late at this time.

The county seat of Shanghai was built in the 32nd year of Jiajing in order to guard against the Japanese invaders, in order to shorten the construction period, the rammed earth used inside, and the outside was a layer of city bricks. The thickness of this layer of city bricks is basically the same as our current Sanqi wall. Judges, you can imagine what kind of effect it is like for a dozen pounds of shells to be smashed on such a wall. And it's still constantly smashing over? Soon, cracks appeared in the city wall, and under the action of the cannonballs, these cracks became denser and denser, more and more, and the cracks became cracks, and the section of the wall where the cracks were located let out an overwhelmed groan, and finally, a section of the wall collapsed, forming a sloping earth slope outside the city.

"Good! Well played! Nanban is nothing more than that! Seeing the sharp artillery fire of this general, they are cowardly! Pingnan General Luck Dehun looked at the huge gap in the city head in the telescope in his banner array, and couldn't help waving his horsewhip and shouting loudly.

"Master! Isn't it time to let the infantry go up? Several of the general soldiers sent people to ask for orders. ”

"Hmmm! Good! This great general will fulfill their heart of meritorious service! Tell them that if you take the county seat of Shanghai, you will be followed by the Nanban business area! There's so much good stuff out there! Give General Ben a good fight! ”

"Huh!" Luckedhun's Goshha was about to ride his horse to the front army to give the order, but behind the flag array, there was a bell ringing on the horse, but it was Wang Yue of Anjun who was happy.

"General! Nanban is only afraid of fraud! The sweat on Yue Le's face was very obvious, how he had come all the way.

"What's the trick?! The head of the city was destroyed by the Hongyi cannon of General Ben, what else could they deceive? ”

"General, it's been a long time since my Qing soldiers opened fire, have you ever seen any heavy artillery from Nanban to fight back? Since the first battle between Hexi and our Qing soldiers, Liang Guogong has always been known for his sharp and dense artillery fire. But today, he Li Huabao has fired a shot? The minions can see clearly from behind, there will be artillery fire in the city, and it is all small cannons such as Franc machines and six-pounder cannons dealing with us! He didn't fire a single shot of his heavy artillery! ”

"Moreover, the Li family's soldiers and horses have never relied on the city wall, they are the only soldiers and horses of the Ming Kingdom who dare to fight with my Qing soldiers and horses in the field! Even if it is to defend the city, it is not only at the head of the city, but also under the city there are dense fortifications, staggered moats, and countless pillboxes. But you see, with such a dense artillery fire, only hitting the city walls, the defenders in those trenches and pillboxes suffered no casualties! ”

"There must be fraud here! General, this is clearly Li Huabao's intention to show weakness, or be careful!

Luck Dehun pursed his lips at Yue Le's analysis, expressing great disdain.

"First, the Nanban has always relied on sharp artillery fire to fight against our Qing soldiers. Today, I used the sailors to copy his back road, so that Li Huamei's sailors had to go out of the port to deal with them, and he lacked the artillery support of the sailors. Not only did he lose the artillery fire of the sailors, but he also had to send artillery to the riverside to defend against the sailors of our Daqing Dynasty from copying his back road. This is why you are worried about why there is no heavy artillery to return fire, and those heavy artillery have been transferred to the river to fortify! ”

"Both, in the small city of Shanghai County, this general has invested tens of thousands of soldiers and horses at a time, that is, no matter how many fortifications and trenches there are, what use can these tens of thousands of people come in if they are pressed up? ! A mouthful of water can drown them! ”

"General。。。。。。

"Hugh has to say more! You go to the rear army to give orders on behalf of the general! Order those 80,000 horses to mobilize, and your soldiers and horses will hold down the general on the back road! ”

Luckedhun's order choked Yue Le and rolled his eyes. This is clearly to keep his soldiers and horses outside the battlefield, not to mention the mountains of loot in the trade area, even on the documents to report the victory to the imperial court, there will be no pen and ink from them.

"General, this!?"

"Don't say more, why don't you go and mobilize troops and horses soon?!"

Yue Le walked away in a huff, and Luck Dehun sneered and glanced at his back, "Thought you would fight?" Doesn't General Ben know that Li Huabao must have a backhand? But General Ben just wants to let those Green Flag soldiers go up, no matter how many pillboxes, how many batteries, how deep the trenches you have, and General Ben can press tens of thousands of people at once, what can you do? Your firearms and artillery can only be fired one at a time, and the general's soldiers and horses are rushing up to see how you deal with it! ”

The horn sounded, the flag waved, the herald Goshha rushed back and forth between the military formations, the artillery fire of the Qing army gradually thinned out, and the infantry began to move.

It is completely different from Bolo's headquarters that the Eight Banners are well-equipped, and the equipment of the Green Flag soldiers and horses implements the consistent tradition of the Ming army. "Shabby!"

The vast majority of the soldiers have only one number, which indicates which town, which battalion, which general commands, and the better ones have a waist-length armor or armor. Almost all of them have a spear in hand. This is also very in line with the principle of expanding the strength of soldiers and horses among military leaders, whether it is to capture strong men or to coerce young and strong, giving them a spear is a soldier. Anyway, the spearhead is very easy to make, a blacksmith's furnace, a few catties of iron can beat dozens. These pikemen, whether they are the general lieutenants of the Green Banner Soldiers, or in the eyes of the Great General Bolo, are consumables.

They were yelled, scolded, kicked and beaten by the officers, and lined up in arrays of thousands of people.

Behind the pikemen were the sword and shield soldiers of the generals, and their equipment was much more elite than that of the pikemen. Almost everyone wears armor, at least a piece of iron-inlaid cotton armor, and many still have chain mail. With swords in one hand and shields in the other, they formed a smaller, but more well-organized phalanx.

They are an important foundation of combat effectiveness in the hands of generals. Nature is treated differently.

After them, there are the generals who are the family members. These people were all cavalrymen, not only all of them were wearing iron armor, but many of them were wearing heavy armor, and the armor was covered with a southern cuirass. In his hands, he either had a mourning gun, or a desperate knife, and the leaders of all levels of the family had a fire gun on their backs.

These people are used to supervise the war, ready to cut off the heads of the soldiers who are cowering.

After the horn sounded, the war drums sounded, and one after another the Qing infantry began to move forward.

"Hah!"

Hundreds of people roared, and all their spears were raised, like jungles growing out of the flatland. Dozens of gun arrays slowly approached the county seat, although they were neat at first, but after walking for a while, they slowly became scattered, some people walked faster, some people walked slower, and some people stagnate because the straw sandals under their feet were trapped in the mud, causing the queue to become crooked.

But fortunately, they didn't want to fight with the Hongwu army in formation, but to fill in the trenches, step on the blockhouses, and break through the city, so no one cared about the chaotic formation.

Gradually, the phalanx completely lost its formation and became a crowd of people. The black pressure pressed over one by one, and the spears were like reeds by the river, one after another, and as far as the eye could see, there were dense spear thorns, and the red tassels were like fire, beating up and down. The psychological pressure is very high, and this tension is even stronger as the distance gets closer.

"How, how?"

Wu Changqing, who stayed in the county seat of Shanghai, has now been promoted to brigade commander by Li Huabao's firing line, but his brigade belongs to the kind of temporary formation, and his subordinates, in addition to the regiment of people he originally led, only a few thousand mobilized troops who have recently arrived from Guangxi.

Although these recruits said that they had fought more or less in their hometowns, and they were not rookies who had never been on the battlefield, not many people had ever seen such a scene of more than 100,000 people fighting to the death. He was not very relieved, so he went to the second trench to inspect and encourage morale.

"It's fine. Brigade. Let's think of it as fighting in our hometown, fighting for water and forests, but there are more people. Mo Sande, the sentry officer of the Guangxi mobilization army, was very indifferent, and just wiped the short fire gun in his hand.

"Yo! Good boy, his tone is not small! ”

"Brigade commander, we also said when we scolded the Tartars just now, the left-behind general of our family is naturally not as capable as the young marshal, and he dares to take a team of men and horses to brave the artillery fire against the cannons. We also know the interests and disadvantages of the uncle's eastern soldiers back then, and now they are still following the young lady and the Tartar on the ground in Shandong. But our Guangxi soldiers are not fasting and chanting Buddha! Everyone climbs the mountain, gets water under the tree, eats hardship, endures the cold, and is offended! What's more, we people came out of Guangxi, and we have all received great favors from the left-behind generals! The eldest young marshal can train a group of hunter-headed savages into powerful Dongfan soldiers, so our Guangxi wolf soldiers also want to fight for the second young marshal! ”

Wu Changqing could hear Mo Sande's words, and he didn't say much, just hammered his chest with his fist, "Brother, fight hard!" Make a name! Untied the fire gun and the sub-pill box on his body, "Leave it to you, fight well!" Don't let down the second young marshal! ”

Wu Changqing's move undoubtedly added a little more help to Li Huabao. In the eyes of Mo Sande and these Guangxi soldiers, the muddy and slippery roads caused by this rainy weather are simply the best battlefield designed by God. Others are faltering, but they are like flying.

"Alright, it's time for the fire! Signal and notify the artillery team that the cannon can be fired! ”

Wu Changqing saw a large area of Qing troops in the bunker like a flood, overflowing the first trench, climbing over the first low wall, and the chaotic crowd gathered in one place like an ant's nest before a storm.

Behind the first low wall is a large area of ground paved with burnt ash and bluestone slabs, large enough to accommodate thousands of people. This is a good feng shui treasure land that Wu Changqing and the artillery team have chosen for the Qing army.

"Boom! Boom! ”

Dozens of artillery forts outside the city began to bombard, hundreds of guns of the specifications of the big franc machine and above, often seven or eight pounds of artillery, continuous bombardment, the momentum brought is amazing, like a rain of shells falling, heavy solid iron balls smashed in the crowd, as if to break people's hearts and lungs, dense shotguns swept through the crowd, like autumn wind and falling leaves.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Dozens of Big Buddha cannons fired together with double shotguns, which almost perfectly explained what is a rain of bullets, what is impermeable, what is the perfect combination of speed and accuracy, and what is a crazy minute!

Within a minute, the gunners of the Great Buddha Lang smashed four rounds of artillery fire on the heads of the Qing troops who had rushed into the first low wall. They kept firing guns, reloading guns, reloading guns, reloading guns, and firing guns, accurately and ruthlessly. Each round of cannon shot over the low wall, over the trench, and smashed on the top of the Qing soldiers' heads, quickly turning a living body into a pile of rotten flesh. This never-before-seen artillery method opened the eyes of the officers and soldiers in the city, it turned out that the artillery was not only directly aimed at bombardment, but could also be fought like this?! Cannons fell from the heads of the enemy troops?!

The rain of shells rained down, but the distance of only two hundred paces made the shotguns fired by these guns incredibly powerful, and the large group of people and horses swarmed to provide the best firing range for the shotguns.

Relentless shells fell on their heads, and waves of dense shotguns swept across their heads, and those charging Qing soldiers were either torn in two by the shells, and the crimson flesh and blood flew up, or a huge bloody hole appeared in the body, exposing the internal organs to the air, emitting an unpleasant smell. Or the whole thigh or arm was broken, blood gushed out like a fountain, and the wounded hugged the severed limb and cried, and in the blink of an eye, they were trampled to death by others. The battlefield was filled with flesh and blood, and it was blown by the river wind, making the air filled with a strong smell of blood, which made it even more cold.

This shelling caused the Qing army phalanx with spears in hand to be routed almost on the spot. However, before the general of Pingnan, Luck Dehun could make a move, the swords, shields, and family members of the general army rushed up, each holding a knife and a sharp axe, and cut off a few heads, which forced them back.

The dull and huge war drums sounded again, the horns sounded throughout the battlefield, and another wave of Qing troops rushed up with spears in their hands. Different from Fang Cai, this time, each general soldier has drawn some sword and shield soldiers in the spear phalanx, one to strengthen courage, and the other to suppress it. In order to cheer up the pikemen, they also collected a lot of door panels and placed them in front of the queue for covering. I don't know, can these wooden door panels block the metal cannons?

"Look how much blood you have to fill this trench!" Looking at the swarming Qing army, Wu Changqing sneered.

However, Wu Changqing underestimated the Qing army.

The drama of the charge accompanied by blood was played out again. After a drum sounded, countless pikemen rushed towards the west gate, looking at their black heads like waves, dense spears, Rao is Wu Changqing is also a person who has already thrown life and death out of the clouds, and he is also a little at a loss at this moment, and he can't help but curse in his heart: "Son of a!" Why didn't you see you so ruthless when you hit the Tartars! ”

The Qing army swooped down viciously, ignoring the cannons that kept falling overhead, and after rushing within a hundred paces, the artillery fire under the city was useless. This weakness was discovered by the Qing army, and they rushed to the city frantically.

"Ready!" Sharp brass whistles rang out in various sections of the trench, and the sentry officers began to urge their soldiers to prepare for shooting.

A heavy soldier carried boxes of sub-medicine out of the cave and placed them in front of each soldier. A short distance away, there was a bamboo basket full of horsetail grenades. The grenadiers checked the grenade body for a final check that the brown paper bag tied to the grenade body was firmly tied. This is a gift prepared by Li Huabao for them, and the kraft paper bag is full of white lime, arsenic, croton, and other favorite things. Anyway, it's all over the city, so it's better to be generous than to leave it to the Qing soldiers, and now it's given to them outside the city.

These kraft paper bags are made by each battalion in accordance with the formula mentioned in the "General Essentials of the Martial Arts" and "Wubei Zhi", as for the dosage and composition, it depends on each person's temperament and hobbies. Anyway, these things are not a perfect supplement that is conducive to physical and mental health development.

"Nanban's cannon is gone! Rush up to Lao Tzu! The master has an order! Whoever goes up first will be rewarded with ten silver dollars! Kill a Nanban and reward 20 silver dollars! Whoever rushes to the city first will be rewarded with a hundred silver dollars! If you want to get rich, give it to Lao Tzu! Which one dares to cringe and cut it on the spot! The officers in the middle of the queue waved their swords, and the carrots and sticks threatened to lure them.

At a distance of sixty paces, the archers of the Qing army began to shoot in formation. Dense arrows swept over the open ground between the two armies and flew into the fortifications held by the Hongwu army.

For a moment, the sound of bang, bang, pop, and clanging in people's ears converged into a chaotic sound. The sound of firing firearms, the muffled sound of arrows hitting people's bodies, the impact of arrows falling on helmets and cuirassa, and the screams of the wounded. Fortunately, the weather was wet, and the bowstrings of the arrows were wet by the rain, and the power was greatly reduced. Rao was like this, and people kept falling to the ground, being carried down by the soldiers of the health camp, and his place was quickly filled.

"Sixty steps! Fire! ”

The dense sound of firecrackers rang out continuously, and the thick gray-white smoke formed a barrier of death.

"Forty steps! Bombing! ”

With a brass whistle, the dense horsetail grenades were rounded by the grenadiers in a semicircle overhead, like a flock of vultures pecking at carrion, and even a flock of crows reporting mourning, flew into the ranks of the Qing army.

"Boys, try the leg-stretching staring pills that Lao Tzu concocted for you!"