Xu Shiyang stood on the lookout and quickly discovered the dilemma of the Tartars.

The Tartars who divided their forces to attack often suddenly merged into the same communication trench, and hundreds of people were crowded together and could not advance, and they often encountered forks in the road, and the troops were constantly divided so that there were only a few people in a certain trench.

After only a few hundred meters of advance, the Tartar offensive had been shattered by the traffic trenches.

Xu Shiyang sighed with some emotion, in fact, mobilizing so many migrant workers to spend so much time digging such traffic trenches and leaving so many interconnected roads is essentially just to prevent the front-line troops from having no time to retreat and be surrounded by Tartars after the defense line is breached.

As a result, I didn't expect that this traffic trench could still play such a role.

It was an unexpected surprise.

Since there is such a surprise, it should be taken advantage of, right?

"Start fighting back." Xu Shiyang said to the herald.

With his order, the war drums of the Qingzhou Army were also beaten, and several junior officers of the New Army with waist knives, short rifles, and bamboo whistles in their mouths took the lead in crossing the breastwork and jumping into the trench in front of the breastwork in the pre-selected area.

This is followed by hundreds of Selectors and Divine Soldiers who can participate in melee combat.

Their task was to flank the Tartars' flanks - the enemy, which consisted mainly of a large number of slave soldiers and traitors led by a few True Jurchens, was supposed to be relatively easy to deal with.

The front of the Tartar pig protrusion was defended by the core militia of Qingzhou.

These militias were much stronger than the militia in terms of fighting will, tactical skills, weapons and equipment, so Xu Shiyang believed that it was possible for them to neutralize the Tartars' assault and delay until the new army succeeded in outflanking.

Of course, even if you can't withstand it, it's nothing, there are still a large number of militia in the outer dock fort behind you who can participate in this kind of trench rat warfare, and it is acceptable to give up this breastwork directly.

When the defense line was built, Xu Shiyang did not consider a short counterattack, so the counterattack troops all jumped into the trench from the top of the breastwork, such a fierce action, the Tartars naturally discovered the Qingzhou army's attempt.

The battle-hardened Jurchen Poles immediately began to dispatch troops, and several elite True Jurchen troops were sent into the trenches to strengthen the fragile flanks.

At the junction of the continuous deployment of troops on both sides, the first group of Jurchen soldiers finally passed through the dizzying traffic trench and entered the blocking ditch in front of the third breastwork.

After a few Tartars had passed through the last section of the straight-line communication trench, someone looked up and was stunned to find that on the top of the breastwork less than three steps away from their head, there was a wooden cannon with a black hole in the muzzle facing this communication trench!

Rumble!

With a cannon sound, a 3-pound prototype stone projectile flew out of the cannon chamber and pierced directly into the Tartar crowd, and in an instant, more than a dozen Tartars flew backwards in unison, and human stumps and weapon fragments flew everywhere in this trench.

The full energy of the cannonballs was almost completely released on the Tartars who were close at hand, so that the wooden cannons with extremely low muzzle velocity actually exerted incredible power, and an entire section of trenches nearly three meters long was turned into a hell of flesh and blood by a single shot, at least a dozen people were killed with one blow, and the remaining few wounded were also screaming and struggling in the blood and flesh.

But then, while the Qingzhou soldiers were replacing the wooden cannons, more Tartars stepped on the corpses of their companions and poured into the blocking ditch, and as soon as the second wooden cannon appeared, seven or eight heavy arrows flew over the edge of the breastwork, killing 3 gunners, and the wooden cannon without a gun carriage was less supported by manpower and rolled down directly from the wall.

The Tartars howled and climbed up on the shoulders of their comrades, and a crowd of militiamen rushed in, stabbing their spears headless and faceless, and the point of the spear was like a serpent's letter, and stabbed all the Tartars who were holding the wall back.

Boom, boom, other positions began to pour into the Tartars, and these guys who had finally come out of the labyrinth howled and threw a large number of bows and arrows to suppress the walls.

The Qingzhou militia, which had participated in many wars against bandits and the war to unify Qi Province, was also not polite, and hundreds of muskets that had been eliminated from the new army stuck out of the wall and opened fire on the dense crowd at the bottom of the blocking trench.

In this almost face-to-face combat, no helmet could withstand the power of fifteen mm lead bullets, even if they were fired from the chamber of a gun that was only 170 mm long.

With the sound of the whole gunshot, the hulala of the Tartars hula, who were crowded together, fell down one piece, and the others immediately put the corpses of their companions under their feet, and the bottom of the trench was only three meters to the top of the breastwork, and after a dozen corpses were padded, a small slope could be formed to climb.

A few sturdy Tartars in double armor used their shields to block the spears that stabbed straight at them, and rushed down the corpse slope like human tanks to the top of the breastwork!

These Tartar elites learned the previous lesson, and did not dare to jump directly behind the wall, because there must be a trench there, and it was nothing for the Qingzhou soldiers to stand on the steps and attack downward, and they would almost inevitably fall down if they jumped directly into the trench.

In the heat of battle, heavily armored soldiers rarely have a chance to get back up once they fall.

The Tartars stood on top of the breastwork and shot their feet with their bows and arrows.

The high rate of fire of the bow and arrow was at this time, and the militia who lacked armor protection were killed and wounded one by one, but there were still people who braved the rain of arrows, or fired with muskets, or stabbed with spears, and knocked down those very conspicuous targets standing on the wall.

There were also many people in the militia who were equipped with good infantry heavy bows - although Qi Province did not produce bows and arrows, the forbidden army back to Jiangnan left all the armor and weapons, including a large number of joint bows and even divine arm bows.

These militiamen, who had some confidence in archery, joined in the counter-shooting, and although their rate of fire and accuracy were far inferior to the elite Tartars, the Tartars standing on the wall were few and the target was too conspicuous, so they were quickly suppressed again.

After re-blocking the breach, an officer shouted: "Throw ten thousand enemies!" ”

The militia woke up from a dream, they picked up bamboo baskets piled up behind them, filled with gunpowder and gravel, and some people took out the smoldering canisters that lit the muskets, lit the fuses of these "big killers", and then threw them out of the wall!

Boom Boom!

A blocking ditch more than 100 meters long was instantly submerged in thick smoke and flames, and hundreds of Tartars screamed miserably, almost swept away!

"Kill the Tartars!"

With a roar, the militia of the rising slaughter shouted in unison, crossed the breastwork and took the initiative to launch a counterattack!

The Tartars, who were shocked by the 10,000-strong enemy weighing three to five catties, were actually forced to retreat again and again by this imposing counterattack!

All of a sudden, even the main assault points in the central part of the country, which were highly anticipated by the Jurchen Bo such as Wanyan Xian, were likely to be repulsed.

But then, perhaps the sound of battle was heard, or perhaps it was simply lost here, and a group of armored soldiers came from somewhere else in a daze.

As soon as the two sides looked at each other, the battle-experienced Tartar elite immediately threw out a wave of throwing axes and maces, and the militia who rushed in front immediately fell down with a scream, followed by a wave of heavy arrows, and then another wave of throwing axes.

Almost instantly, all the militiamen who were too impulsive and had lost the cover of the breastwork were wiped out by this precise attack!