Chapter 114: Hard Fight

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There were bandits shouting in panic behind the battlements of the Zhuang wall, and some people hid behind the hanging houses and could not see their figures, only faintly saw some bows and arrows and bird guns poking out of the lookout holes.

Yang Hece looked at it on the horse, there seemed to be more than a dozen of them hanging on the house, placed along the battlements of the Zhuang Gate, if Xin'an Zhuang was the same, the focus of their defense was also the Zhuang Gate.

He groaned in his heart, seeing that the number of bandits is still quite large, but there should not be many old thieves, they originally had fifty old thieves left behind in the old camp, even if some old thieves who fled back, it is estimated that there are only more than 30 archers, more than 30 sword and shield hands, and 10 firearms hands.

Looking at the situation at the head of the wall, there should be a unified command, and three of the four brothers of the Zhang family, the head of the bandits, died, but there was only one left.

The defense of Jiaoshanzhuang should be commanded by him.

Looking at the defense of the bandits, this person has some ability.

The horses under the crotch spewed hot air, and Yang He clutched the reins tightly, calculating that the biggest threat to attacking Zhuang was still their ten firearms.

At present, however, there is no good way to deal with firearms.

Unless you use the kind of extremely heavy, extremely heavy shield car that weighs more than 500 pounds.

"Keep pushing."

Luo Xianjue shouted, the captain of the firearms team, Han Guan'er, was an indifferent and silent person, and he was shouting many commanders in the team.

He held the bird gun in his hand, the fire rope on it flickered and flickered, and he tiptoed behind a shield cart, because of the lack of carpenters, the shield cart in front of him had no wheels for the time being, but the ground was full of weeds and residual snow, and the thirty pounds of shield cart was not difficult to push.

The auxiliary soldiers beside him nervously pushed the cart away, and the contagion of the atmosphere made his muscles tense all over, and he seemed to stumble a little.

The people who pushed the cart were specially selected from the villages, and there would be a special reward afterwards, but when they peeked out from outside the buttress of the shield cart, the bandits on the wall loomed, holding various weapons in their hands, and seemed to be staring at their shield carts.

All kinds of cold eyes came, and he had the urge to throw down the shield cart and turn his head and run backwards.

There were also four firearms soldiers behind this shield cart, all of them were the same as Luo Xianjue, holding bird guns and tiptoeing on their heels, using the shield cart and the cart as meat shields.

There was also Han Guan'er walking beside Luo Xianjue, with a cat waist and a bird's gun.

Suddenly he shouted, "Seventy steps." ā€

Luo Xianjue immediately repeated: "Seventy steps, pay attention to the bandits' bows and arrows." ā€

Han Guan'er didn't know what he had experienced with his father Han Daxia, and at the age of fifteen, he knew the ability to observe the distance.

Luo Xianjue didn't have this ability, and many people in the team didn't either.

After the two officers gave the order, the firearms soldiers behind the ten shield carts bent their waists deeper, and they had been training for a day before they sent out the troops.

Not only them, but the officers of the killer team behind them, Mi Dagu, Yang Qianzong and others, also repeated this order, and everyone in the killer team held their shields more tightly.

Under their leadership, the archers and young men of each village also held their shields.

At this time, the bandits on the village wall shouted louder, and suddenly a bowstring vibrate, and an arrow "swished" sound, and dozens of arrows shot over.

Immediately, there was a sound of "tuk tuk", arrows whistling, many of them were heavy arrows, very sharp, but they were all blocked by the shield car.

No arrows could penetrate the 30-millimeter hardwood, and the firearms were safe and sound behind the shield carts.

There were also bandits' arrows shot at the killer team and the young men behind, but they had shields and were basically fine.

Hu Cheng suddenly said: "The bandit archers are estimated to be thirty-two. ā€

Yang He nodded, this is about the same amount as the estimate in his heart, Hu Employment is a veteran after all, his experience is indescribable, and he does have an extraordinary side.

The bandits at the head of the wall shot arrows desperately, and the air was filled with the whistling sound of arrows, and the dull sound of arrows nailed to the shields of the shield cars from time to time.

Seeing that the bandits at the head of the wall shot one after another, and the qualified archers could shoot seventeen arrows in a minute, and hurriedly shot twelve arrows in a row, the team's shield carts pressed forward, and they suffered from their continuous rain of arrows.

However, hundreds of troops forced forward, and only a few young men in the rear fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, but they were not protected enough to be hit by arrows, but they were holding shields, and they were not shot at the point.

The medical team stepped forward with stretchers and carried the arrows down under the cover of shields.

Dou Xitang, the head of the Champa Collection and Security Department, said excitedly: "It seems that if we attack the bandit village, our division can take it at a slight price." ā€

Yang He smiled slightly, still staring at the wall.

"Keep pushing."

Luo Xianjue shouted, he bent his waist hard, and from time to time there were arrows flying over his head, and there was a dull sound of arrows shooting on the shield car guard in front of him.

But there are dozens of people in front of them, and no one has been hit by an arrow so far.

Seeing that the bandits' arrows were useless, the auxiliary soldiers of the cart were much more relaxed, and subconsciously quickened their pace.

Han Guan'er shouted: "Fifty steps, pay attention to the bandit firearms." ā€

Luo Xianjue repeated loudly: "Fifty steps, pay attention to ......"

Suddenly, there was a bang on the wall, and a large hole was broken in the side of the shield cart, and the soft lead bullet was extremely powerful under the impetus of gunpowder, and the shield cart was made of hardwood, which was as thick as an inch, about thirty millimeters, and no matter how strong the arrow was shot earlier, it was useless.

But at this time, the lead projectile came, and it seemed that the quality of the bird gun was not very good, and the gunpowder used was also very bad, but even so, the front shield of the shield car was easily opened a large hole, and the projectile could pass next to the auxiliary soldier's cheek, making his mind blank.

Then there was a crackling sound at the head of the wall, and behind the battlements, the smoke filled the air behind the hanging houses.

It seems that the bandits also want to shoot a salvo, but the next thief is nervous, causing other firecrackers to shoot one after another, and all firearms are fired under the wall, this malaise was very common in the Ming army, but I didn't expect these bandits to be infected.

It's just that firearms are firearms, and their power is not trivial, although the bandits have fired guns one after another, but there are still a few shield carts that have been pierced, and there are even two cart auxiliaries rolling on the ground, howling hoarsely.

They were all shot in the front of the body, and the blood at the point of the bullet was sprinkled like a fountain, and the screams were earth-shattering.

The person who was shot was the cart man next to him, and seeing him lying near him with blurred flesh and blood, the auxiliaries of Han Guan'er and Luo Xianjue's cart suddenly collapsed.

With a shout, he threw out of the car and fled backwards, stumbling and running, nearly knocking down several firearms men behind him.

Then he rushed past the group of archers behind him and fled to the Xin'anzhuang killer team behind, causing a commotion among the cart auxiliaries and the archers in each village.

The auxiliary soldier shouted and rushed past the side of the killer captain Mi Dagu, and the simple middle-aged man was still a little hesitant, and suddenly slashed with a long knife.

But it was the deputy Yang Qian of the team who made a move, he slashed down with a knife, most of the neck of the fleeing auxiliary soldier was split, he staggered and fell out, rolled on the ground, blood spurted out from his neck, and sprinkled all over the surrounding grass and snow.

Mr. Yang Qian shouted: "Those who retreat die!" ā€

He was holding a blood-stained long knife, murderous, and the archers in front of him and the young men in the back looked at him, and everyone was pale.

Everyone realized that there was a price to be paid to fight bandits and to have a stable life.

The face of a master beside Yang He was not good, and the auxiliary soldier who escaped was his Zhuangzi, and being killed by running away like this made his face gloomy.

The leaders next to him were also a little uneasy, only Yang He was expressionless, still lightly planning on the horse.

At the same time, I was thinking: "Yang Qian is always available." ā€

Han Guan'er shouted: "Lao Luo, push the cart." ā€

At the same time he shouted: "Come up with two archers carts." ā€

Luo Xianjue cracked his mouth, tore off the fire rope, put the bird gun on the shield cart, and then pushed the shield cart in front of him, and two more archers came up to push the other two shield carts.

Then Han Guan'er ordered to speed up his pace, from one step per second to two or three steps.

At this time, the bandits' firearms were dumb, because they had all been drained earlier, and they were reloaded, and I don't know when.

After all, their training is not as good as that of the Xin'anzhuang firearms team, and they do not have cartridge ammunition fixed, the loading procedure is complicated, and the tense atmosphere of the special battlefield will affect the speed.

Taking advantage of this gap, Han Guan'er ordered the shield car to force forward, and soon, it was forced to twenty steps, only thirty meters away from the village wall.

At this time, only one or twenty seconds have passed.

Suddenly, Han Guan'er shouted: "Stop." ā€

Immediately, all ten shield carts stopped.

Han Guan'er shouted in a voice that changed his voice a little: "The auxiliaries retreat, and the bird is ready!" ā€

If he was amnestied, all the cart people hurriedly ran back, except for Luo Xianjue.

Then the firearms team stepped forward, and each of them put his bird guns on the docks of each shield, and the cats lowered their heads to aim.

Luo Xianjue also took his bird gun and squatted on the ground to fill the fire rope.

There are also the remaining three firearms players, who are also quietly squatting on the left side of each shield car.

There was silence in the room, except for the sound of the burning of the ropes.

However, Han Guan'er did not give the order to shoot for a long time, he remembered Yang He's words, and would rather be slow than accurate.

Seeing that the bandits on the wall were even more panicked, shouting continuously, and there were still arrows whizzing, but the strength and density were weakened, and it was obvious that the bandit archers had shot in a hurry earlier.

It seemed that there were many people behind the hanging houses at the battlements, and Han Guan'er suddenly shouted: "Fire gun, put it!" ā€

There was a loud salvo, and a large puff of dense smoke erupted from behind the ten shield carts, and I saw the clattering of the overhangs on the wall, and the sudden shot of lead bullets easily pierced the structure of the overhangs' wooden felt carpets, and then there was a rising blood mist inside.

There were also hoarse screams, the sound of heavy flesh falling to the ground.

A violent salvo of fire, the effect was very obvious.

Han Guan'er looked at it, with a satisfied look on his face, and he ordered the second row of bird guns to prepare, but he just aimed at the guns, as Wei He.

Again, it was the archers who gave the order to shoot arrows.

The archers of the villages, who had been waiting for a long time, stepped forward, and they also used the shield cart as a cover to shoot arrows at the wall.

The sound of the bowstring vibrating and the roar of arrows made the wall look like a hedgehog for a short time.

Although the archers of each village were strong and weak, and their war bows were good and bad, one hundred and sixty archers shot arrows, and the arrows shot out in waves were still like pouring rain, and the bandits on the village wall screamed and were completely suppressed.

Yang He nodded, under Han Guan'er's careful training, he may not be able to become an excellent general in the future.

He shouted: "The auxiliaries come forward to set up a trench, and the ironclad soldiers come forward!" ā€

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Nearly a hundred auxiliaries shouted, carrying wooden planks and a long ladder with iron heads that could hook the battlement wall, and charged towards the village wall.

These devices were left behind when the bandits attacked Xin'anzhuang, and they happened to be used in time.

The auxiliaries were not far behind, and soon rushed to the front of the trench, shouting one by one to put up the long planks and wooden doors, and the ditch in front of them led to lake water, but it was half dry, and the opposite side of the trench was relatively gentle, and there was no ice slope set up in Xin'anzhuang.

Chen Qiuao led more than a dozen ironclad soldiers to stand beside Han Guan'er, holding a shield in one hand, a knife in the other, and a javelin bag on his back, just waiting.

The bird guns behind the shield cars were still aiming at the wall, waiting for Han Guan'er's shooting order, and Zhang Chugong, Zhang Chujing, Guan Feng, and Hu Yansheng were holding Xin'an guns, and Yihu Gong was paying attention to all parts of the Zhuang wall, paying special attention to whether there would be firearms.

There is also Yonotani's killer team, the three captains and the deputy of the team shouted, telling their subordinates to prepare to throw 10,000 enemies.

They specially selected ten people and trained for a day, each time they could accurately throw 10,000 enemies onto the village wall.

Finally, a passage more than a dozen steps wide was erected, and layers of wooden planks were placed on it, and it was extremely strong.

Listening to the thieves inside the village wall, they were even more shocked, and there was a loud roar faintly.

It seems to have asked the bandits inside the wall to prepare ash bottles, as well as all kinds of rolling wood and stones.

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Lao Bainiu: Thank you for your support, there will be a regular chapter at 12 o'clock at noon tomorrow. (To be continued.) )