Wuchang.

"Zuo Liangyu, come out to receive the order!"

Yang Qing carried the Fang Tian painting halberd specially used to force the martial arts and shouted on the prancing horse outside the Wusheng Gate.

On his way to march into Wuchang, it can be said that the soldiers were bloodless.

After all, he had both Lu Guangzu's subordinates who defected from Jiujiang as the vanguard, and a large amount of silver to open the way, and the cities along the way were completely open, in fact, there was no fortress to speak of after Jiujiang, and it was meaningless for Jiujiang not to block their struggle in other places, so before Zuo Liangyu, who was stunned by his stick, could react, he and Huang Degong's army advancing by land and water had already arrived under the city of Wuchang, and even Zhang Mingzhen's sailors had already captured Hankou on the north bank.

But that's the end of it.

After all, it is impossible to be as powerful in Wuchang as before.

Zuo Liangyu closed the door and did not come out.

His strategy is very simple, since Jiujiang failed to stop Yang Qing, then simply fight for endurance under Wuchang City!

Anyway, he had food in the city, and the gentry could be said to be working together with him.

Yang Qing is indeed not easy to mess with, the field battle can be called invincible, it is said that even Dolgon was beaten to the point that he lost a ball, Zuo Liangyu thought that his army could not reach the combat effectiveness of the Eight Banners, not to mention that Huang Degong was not good at stubble, and it was not a big deal to go out to defeat in the wild. But the Ming army did not say that all of them could be fought, he was here with Yang Qing, and his subordinates in Jingzhou, Yueyang and other places went south to Dongting Lake to attack Jiangxi from Changsha to the east, and his subordinates in Chengtian and other places attacked Huaixi in Dabie Mountain, and even took Hefei to threaten Nanjing from Jiangbei......

That's enough.

This is the strategy and the decisive victory!

A reckless man like Yang Qing who has no brains and only knows brutality knows a fart, does he know how a real commander should fight?

And that's a good idea.

Whether his subordinates outside took Nanchang or Hefei, the result was to force Chongzhen to admit defeat, after all, what he is doing now is actually unanimously supported by all the gentry, and they all wish that someone would stand up for them to force Chongzhen to stop the new policy, and Zuo Liangyu's subordinates will not encounter real and resolute resistance in Jiangxi. Even if there is resistance, it is useless, because the main forces of the Ming army are all in Jiangbei and Nanjing, and Jiangxi is nothing more than some rotten guards, in front of those battle-hardened veterans under his command, it is completely like scum, and it is estimated that it is normal to collapse at the touch of a button or to collapse in the wind.

And taking Nanchang can attack eastern Zhejiang.

Chongzhen will give in immediately.

Chongzhen couldn't afford such a price.

However, his plan is indeed good, but unfortunately his opponent's brute force is not easy to deal with!

"Zuo Liangyu resisted the holy decree, plotted rebellion, the crime was only Zuo Liangyu's father and son, the Wuchang army and the people were not to blame for their coercion, don't bring about their own destruction, Your Majesty has an order to give the Huguang army a million taels of silver, and the army of Jiujiang killed the rebel general Lu Guangzu, all of them have received the reward anyway, when do you want to stay? Those who punish Zuo Liangyu's father and son will be rewarded with 5,000 taels of gold and given to the earl. ”

Yang Qing continued to shout.

Then the fire on the walls of Wushengmen shone brightly, and a series of cannonballs hit him around.

The horse under the crotch neighed and stood up.

"It's a dead end!"

Yang Qing sneered.

After speaking, he immediately raised the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand towards the top of his head.

The fifty Hongyi cannons lined up in the back roared at the same time, and the cannonballs whizzed above his head, hitting the Wusheng Gate and splashing bricks. However, this kind of fortress-level city wall is not so fragile, and after flying nearly a mile, a dozen pounds of solid bullets will basically break a few city bricks, but if you want to continue to close the distance, you will have to face the condescending bombardment of the cannons on the city wall. Therefore, in such artillery fire, the best way is to choose a position higher than the city wall, but to the north of Wuchang is a vast sand lake, between the lake shore and the Yangtze River, a wetland of up to two miles wide, and even a connecting waterway in the middle.

How can there be a suitable gun emplacement in such a place?

Of course, this little thing is not worth mentioning.

Yang Qing was prepared.

Immediately after that, he shook the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, and the shelling behind him immediately stopped, and then he smiled proudly at the city wall with a very pretentious demeanor.

"Zuo Liangyu, wash your neck and wait!"

He roared arrogantly.

Then he turned around as fast as he could, urging his horse back to his formation, and quickly passed through the artillery position to another position where the cannon was being erected.

A real heavy artillery position.

Here, six huge cannons with a caliber of more than five inches were being temporarily requisitioned ploughing oxen, and countless soldiers were dragging and propelled, grinding forward little by little on the ground that had to be covered with logs and straw, and from time to time soldiers were exhausted and collapsed, and then dragged aside and then replaced by other spare ones. And Huang Degong with an excited face, carrying a leather whip in his hand to personally supervise, behind these cannons, there are also new four-wheeled carriages full of ammunition, a large head of smooth solid iron balls are placed, and the oxen pulling the cart slowly stride forward......

This is a thirty-pound long-barreled siege gun.

Or the Shenwei Invincible General Cannon named by Chongzhen himself.

Supervised by Yang Qing.

In other words, he actually doesn't know how to cast cannons, but as a modern person, this is completely the most basic physical knowledge, to put it bluntly, what affects the quality of this thing is nothing more than the purity of the material, the barrel is easy to explode, in addition to the thickness of the pipe wall is not enough, the main thing is that there are too many impurities, so it is refined to the purest. The copper refined by those craftsmen and the tin that were also refined were finally obtained through smelting tests to obtain the best ductility ratio, and then the barrels were cast by those craftsmen in the spirit of casting crafts.

Spend more money!

If there is no boring machine, the inner chamber is polished by hand to the smoothest and roundest.

The casting of the cannonball is also in the spirit of casting crafts, casting to the best fit with the gun chamber, and even in order to ensure that there are no problems, the shells of each cannon are special, so that there is no tolerance problem......

That's enough.

The breech gun is not a high-end technology, and the rotten guns of the Ming Dynasty are the result of cutting corners, not that the craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty do not have the ability to cast high-end artillery.

It's a matter of cost.

Yang Qing directly threw out 10,000 taels of silver and a cannon.

It is said that the Hongyi cannon bought from the Portuguese is only one thousand taels and one doors, that is still the Portuguese slaughtered the fat sheep, plus the buyer falsely reported the profit, and he really hit 10,000 taels to one door, the final result is to cast these six guns for the Ming Dynasty can be called a real national collapse, the weight of the cannonball is thirty pounds, in fact, according to European standards, it is almost to catch up with the forty-two pound cannon, the exaggerated twenty-five times the diameter, the power can be ensured within a thousand meters, and the accuracy within a mile can be guaranteed to hit a house.

The only defect is that it weighs 10,000 catties, and it is more than 10,000 catties.

"If only it could be lighter!"

Wang Zhiren said with emotion on the side.

In other words, this kind of important weapon of the country, naturally only Jingying has the right to use it.

"There is the Yangtze River Canal, the Han River, and the Xiangjiang River, what do you care about?"

Yang Qing said.

It is said that the image of him painting a halberd in his hand is indeed strange in this background that is like the Napoleonic Wars.

Especially next to Huang Degong, he is also wearing mountain armor, wearing a phoenix wing helmet that is obviously pretended!

Indeed, he has such good conditions!

The water network extending in all directions in the south of the Yangtze River can ensure that not to mention 10,000 catties of heavy artillery, he can still get a few urban guns can still be unimpeded, nothing more than unloading trouble points from the ship, but this can be solved with a special transport ship, a cannon is like a special transport ship like a pontoon, the draft is shallow to only one foot can directly hit the beach, with the oarsman rowing boat, find a suitable beach to wash the beach, and quickly fill the road with wood and stones in front, and get dozens of cows to drag down from above......

No dock can withstand them anyway.

In Nanjing, there were specially built wharves and special giant booms, which were responsible for lifting them onto ships, and outside of Nanjing, it was simple, quickly digging a ditch like a ship, getting those transport ships in, and then hauling them onto the ship with oxen.

This is enough to guarantee maneuverability.

As for the trivial things that are transported to the battlefield, it is not worth mentioning, which important city in the south of the Yangtze River is not near the river?

It's nothing more than the distance from the ferry to the city.

As he spoke, the first cannon was in place, this position was less than a mile away from Wushengmen, in fact, it should be five hundred meters to be exact, and this was also the limit of the effective range of the Hongyi cannon, of course, the latter could not really erode more than ten miles with one cannon. The maximum elevation angle may be able to shoot a few miles, but if you really want to say that the range that can be effectively aimed at is only three or four hundred meters, which itself is also the most standard engagement distance of artillery on the European battlefield, the Venetian tested the 60-pounder gun accurate shooting distance is only more than 600 meters, and the British Snake gun has an effective aiming distance of 400 yards, but the maximum range is more than 2,000.

Until the time of the crow, the British battleships were still anchored at 500 meters from the Humen Fort to bombard it.

As a result, the battery was destroyed, but it barely received a few shells.

But these mighty invincible general cannons are different.

"Sir?"

An officer looked at Yang Qing and saluted.

Beside him, a loader held a heavy cannonball and stuffed it into the muzzle, because of the high fit and the small elevation angle, the shell did not fall, and the other soldier pushed it down with a thrust stick.

Yang Qing personally walked over and lay on the barrel of the gun to aim.

"Ignition!"

Then he said with satisfaction.

After saying that, he ran to a distance of more than ten meters at the fastest speed.

The officer took the ignition rod and carefully inserted the arquebus into the ignition hole.

The next moment, accompanied by a loud explosion like thunder, in the spray of the muzzle flame, the entire cannon suddenly retreated, the support behind it plowed deep into the earth, and in the flames and smoke, a huge cannonball weighing thirty pounds whistled and pierced the air......

"One, two, three......"

Just when Yang Qing counted to three, the dust on the tower of Wushengmen City that he saw with the naked eye in the distance was flying, and the next moment it was like being bitten by a monster, a strange gap appeared, and then a corner of the city tower collapsed like a collapsed building block.

The cheers all around instantly rang out.

"Uh, not aiming well!"

Yang Qing said with a regretful face. ()

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