Chapter 643: Miserable
Li Yan's troops had just landed on the west bank more than ten paces away, and they encountered Ren Jirong's counterattack, and they did not have enough troops to cross the bridge, so they could only stick to the spot and start the first game
Fortunately, most of them came this time with musketeers, and the power of muskets was much stronger than that of crossbow arrows, and a single shot could make the enemy incapacitated, so they barely let the enemy have no chance to get close. But before the follow-up troops came, they ushered in the decisive counterattack of the previous defeated soldiers.
Those defeated soldiers are really desperate this time. They knew that Li Zicheng was serious, and not only killed more than 100 people, but also recorded the names of these people. Regardless of whether Li Yan can take Xi'an or not, but before Li Yan fights over, the families of these people will be easily disposed of. And among the people killed, there was also Yuan Zongdi's deputy general, Ning Lingzi Tianhu. If they don't work hard, they will end up in the same way.
So after redistributing the weapons, these people rushed to the bridgehead with all their might. Since he is here to work hard, the momentum is naturally different. Even if the flowering bomb lands at his feet and explodes, he will not hesitate in the slightest and will continue to rush forward. Their current thinking is that even if they die now, they will leave a way for their families to live.
Although Li Yan transferred ten more Tiger Squat Cannons, they still could not effectively contain the thousands of enemies used by the tide, and they rushed through the interception area of the flowering bombs and continued to rush towards Li Yan's troops at the bridgehead. After a burst of gunshots, even if the people in the front row fell, the people in the back row continued to shout and rush over.
Although Li Yan's musket team fired fast, it always took time to pick up the gun and fire it again. Without a single pause, the defeated soldiers were able to approach the ranks four or five paces. The bridge was full of tiger squat artillery and infantry reinforcements, and the artillery could not push through, and even if it did, it would be impossible for the troops in front to give the artillery a position for firing.
The defeated troops are getting closer and closer. More than a dozen bombs flew out from behind Li Yan's troops, exploding in the crowd. But the effect was still not obvious, and those desperate intruders still stared at the blood-red eyes and rushed over howling. The sword and shield soldiers in the front row grabbed their shields and long knives, ready to meet the enemy's charge.
Not only that, Li Zicheng's side also fired flowering bombs at the bridgehead, although some of them landed in their own team, but most of them exploded in Li Yan's team. Even if the armor of Li Yan's troops is better, every time it explodes, there will be some casualties. The soldiers in the back hurriedly filled the vacancy, and could not let the formation loosen a little.
With a bang, the two sides finally collided together. Li Yan's sword and shield soldiers blocked the spear that stabbed at him, and stabbed the enemy with the long knife in his hand, and at the same time held on hard under his feet, not allowing himself to retreat in the slightest. The pikemen in the back row stabbed their spears out of the gaps and stabbed the enemy on the shield. The musketeers behind them had no room to shoot, so they had to retreat backwards and give up space to the pikemen who came up behind them. They could only take some bombs from behind and throw them into the enemy's bushes, doing their best.
At this time, the two sides are hand-to-hand, and every time a knife or gun is stabbed, an enemy will be stabbed. And the distance is very close, and they are all full force attacks, even if the armor is good, it can't block the stabbing of swords and guns.
In the midst of screams and shouts of killing, one soldier after another was stabbed, and not even a whole platoon of soldiers survived. On the line of contact between the two sides, the corpses piled up more and more, and the blood with body temperature melted the frozen ground and turned into soft mud under their trampling.
In the sound of explosions, soldiers will fall. However, the vacant positions will soon be refilled by the troops behind. Both sides have red eyes, and there is only the enemy opposite in their eyes, and they stab their weapons out, stab the opponent down, retract their weapons, and continue to stab them until they themselves also fall.
Li Yan watched the tragic fight on the West Bank, and his heart was dripping blood. Those were all elite soldiers he had fortunately trained so hard, but now he could only trade his life with those thieves. At this time, there were already more than 3,000 troops on the west bank, but looking at the military formation at the bridgehead, there were still only more than 1,000 people.
"Is the stone thrower good?" Li Yan shouted loudly in a gaffe: "What do you usually do in training?"
Sun Sifu immediately reported: "It's okay soon, it's too cold, those tendons are a little brittle, soak it in hot water just now." ”
After a while, four stone throwers were pushed up by the soldiers and stopped on the east bank of the Baqiao. The artillery on the opposite side was basically suppressed, and they were fairly safe. Under Li Yan's order, they first fired fire canisters at the enemy attacking the bridgehead position on the west bank.
The fire pot shattered in the crowd, instantly igniting a large area. The crowd gathered there was set on fire, screaming and trying to escape, but it was true that they could not leave, and could only let out a series of terrible howls.
The deterrent power of this flame is much greater than the explosion of the flowering bomb, especially the screams of those who are ignited by the fire, which makes people feel infinite fear in their hearts. Even the defeated soldiers who came to fight their best were frightened by the misery.
The fire pot is still being fired, and more and more. Three more stone throwers were assembled and joined the attack. However, their target was artillery in the West Bank. Although the Tiger Squat Cannon made it rare for the artillery there to fire shells, there were still sporadic artillery pieces that could fight back. But if the artillery was in flames, it would never have been fired again.
The fire in the crowd made these outlaws finally frightened, and they and the troops sent after them did not dare to rush forward. And as time passed, the fire pot thrown by Li Yan's stone thrower became more and more accurate, and began to approach the line of contact between the two sides. In this way, Li Chuang's troops could not be replenished with manpower, and after a while, they would not have the stamina to continue the frantic attack.
Li Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief here, but Li Zicheng looked at Li Yan's stone thrower from a distance solemnly.
"His trebuchet is much farther than ours." Li Zicheng's one-eyed stared at Li Yan's stone thrower on fire.
Tian Jianxiu also said weakly: "Yes, ours is pulled by manpower, even if there are more than 100 people pulling at the same time, it can only be thrown forty or fifty steps away, which is much worse than Li Yan's." It's really, there's no way to compare. ”
"Don't worry about these for now, you still have to continue to send people to attack him, and drive him across the Bahe River is the right way." Liu Zongmin reminded: "If you want to block Li Yan outside Xi'an, it is basically impossible. ”
Tian Jianxiu shook his head and said worriedly: "The current casualties have exceeded 10,000. If you force your brothers to rush into that sea of fire again, something will happen. ”
"Forget it, let's hold off for a while, let's go back and discuss." Li Zicheng glanced at the fire not far from the bridge, as well as the stone thrower that continued to launch rapidly. After that, he took the lead in turning around and galloping towards Xi'an. To be continued.
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