The six-pounder bronze cannon used by the mercenaries was an old-fashioned cast gun, and the walls of the barrel were also thick to ensure safety when firing the cannon, which also caused the barrel of this gun to dissipate heat relatively slowly, except for the first few cannons, and almost every shot after that had to wait for a while before firing a second shot. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 However, as the shelling continued, more and more places where the walls of Jiangjiazhuang collapsed. However, the people in the Zhuangzi also braved the artillery fire and kept blocking the collapsed place with the prepared sandbags.

Wang Dali is doing the work of carrying sandbags. Wang Dali already has a flintlock pistol of his own in law. (According to the agreement, each adult Chinese can only have one rifle, because of the problem of reload speed, each shooter has more than one rifle in a defensive battle to ensure firepower.) Therefore, as soon as any Chinese entered the farm, the owners would immediately sign an interest-free loan contract with them, lend them money, and immediately buy a batch of guns in their name. Then they voluntarily lent the guns to the farm, but because of the short time they had been here, Wang Dali had not had time to learn how to use the musket. So his flintlock pistol was naturally given to other people who could shoot.

Wang Dali was not dissatisfied with this arrangement, and in his opinion, it also meant that he did not have to go directly to the battlefield. Although the person who shoots in front can get more bounties, Wang Dali feels that it is more practical to do farm work honestly. However, what he never expected was that he was assigned to fill the gap with a sandbag without a gun.

As soon as the battle began, Wang Dali, along with some other new immigrants, hid next to a pile of sandbags about ten paces away from the wall. This position is a fairly safe position, if the natives' cannonballs hit high and cross the wall, then it is impossible for this shell to fall down at such a close distance and threaten them, and the shells that hit the wall, even if they break the wall, after breaking the wall, it is impossible to have the remaining strength to threaten them.

"Save the suffering and save the suffering Guanyin Bodhisattva, the thief's cannonade is not accurate!" Wang Dali silently prayed to Guanyin Bodhisattva. At this moment he suddenly heard a thud, and then the wall in front of him shook violently, and a layer of dust rose up on his side—apparently, the wall had been hit by a cannonball.

"Ah-" exclaimed Wang Dali, but although the wall shook a little, it did not collapse.

"Bodhisattva bless, the walled wall is fine!" Wang Dali breathed a sigh of relief.

However, after a while, a second shell hit the wall. As usual, a lot of soil fell on the wall, but it still withstood it and did not collapse. However, Wang Dali noticed that there was already an obvious crack in the wall, extending from the head of the wall to the root of the wall.

"Brother Wang, I'm afraid we're going to get ready, I'm afraid this wall won't be able to withstand it." Together with Wang Dali, he was assigned to block the city wall Guo Dalu Road.

"It seems that the members of the group went up first, right?" Another said, "They are in front to repel the enemy who are going to rush in, and we are responsible for rushing up to plug the breach and carry the wounded back by the way." ”

At this time, another shell fell on the wall, and this time, the wall shook a little, and finally collapsed.

Wang Dali heard cheers coming from outside the wall, followed by a tsunami of shouts and killings. His face was pale, and he could barely stand on his feet. At this time, a row of gunshots rang out on the wall, and it was the regimental soldiers who were shooting at the natives who rushed towards them.

"Quick, rush! Fill in the gaps! A person pressed a large sandbag on Wang Dali's shoulder, and then gently pushed forward, and Wang Dali staggered out.

Wang Dali ran a few steps in a daze, and saw Guo Dalu running in front with a sandbag, and Wang Dali followed him. When he reached the gap, Wang Dali saw that there were already several regiments holding shields, and behind these regiments holding shields, there were several regiments with flintlock pistols.

Wang Dali saw Guo Dalu throw the sandbag in a place in front of him, so he also threw the sandbag down, and was about to run back, but heard someone shouting: "You carry this person back!" ”

Wang Dali looked down, but saw a person lying down in the rubble not far away. The lower half of the man's body was still pressed by a pile of rammed earth, and judging by the clothes he was wearing, it should be a group guarding the wall, which was probably fallen when the wall collapsed just now. The man lay there motionless, not knowing whether he was unconscious or dead.

At this time, Guo Dalu had already run over to remove a piece of rammed earth that was pressed on the man's leg, and Wang Dali also hurried over to help. Wang Dali probed the man's snort, but he still had breath, so he helped lift the man up, and at this time, the group drills fired a volley, and the gunfire frightened Wang Dali's whole body, and almost threw the person he was carrying to the ground.

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It was already afternoon, and the attack had been going on for almost a day, and both sides were a little tired. At this time, Aquino suddenly noticed that another group of mounted infantry appeared on his flank. At this time, several teams of mounted infantry have arrived one after another.

This was also expected by them, and they all knew that in order to quickly reinforce, the Chinese bought a lot of horses and formed a lot of mounted infantry. These mounted infantry were highly mobile, and sometimes a small number of troops could contain a large number of forces. However, mounted infantry generally did not carry artillery, so their ability to attack fortifications was always limited.

Aquino sent his arquebusiers to both flanks to deal with the mounted infantry. Although the arquebus was no match for the flintlock pistols in the hands of the mounted infantry, Aquino's men were not valuable, so in exchange, it was definitely the Chinese who suffered. Generally speaking, after this arrangement, those mounted infantry will generally not come to fight with them, and most of them will take advantage of the mobility brought by riding horses to harass them in another direction.

About an hour earlier, the mounted infantry had simply retreated for a long time and had disengaged with them. This is also easy to understand, because after harassing them for half a day, their war horses are also a little tired, so they need to retreat and then let their war horses rest.

By this time, the horses of these mounted infantry seemed to have eased up, so these mounted infantry appeared on their flanks again.

"These guys, is there any end? I don't let people eat! A native musketeer named Duke complained that it was indeed time to eat.

Generally speaking, the mounted infantry would dismount eighty paces away, then line up, advance to seventy paces, shoot once, then mount, and then change directions to such a guy. When they shoot from 70 paces away, the hit rate is naturally not too high, but the return fire on their side will not be very high - those Chinese are not very willing to die.

Sure enough, the men dismounted at about eighty paces, and then took a few steps forward and began to raise their guns, and Duke followed suit. If you are fighting against a normal musketeer, you should always shoot after trying to shoot, because you can take advantage of the enemy's loading time to get a few steps closer and fire, thus greatly improving the accuracy of the shot. (So in the era of queuing to shoot, shooting after shooting is often advantageous) but in the face of mounted infantry, such a trick is not very useful, because the opponent will not reload on the spot after shooting, but will directly get on the horse, withdraw a distance and then reload. It is impossible for the infantry on foot to shorten the distance with them during this time. So, shooting at the same distance with them is the only option.

Both sides completed their shots at a distance of seventy paces, but neither was able to knock down many people. The mounted infantry stepped back again, and then mounted their horses.

Duke lowered his head and began to reload his arquebus, knowing that the mounted infantry would run away, reload, and then switch places for another round.

Duke had already poured the gunpowder into the barrel of the gun, pulled out the throughbar, and was about to compact the gunpowder when he heard an exclamation from the others around him. He looked up and saw that the mounted infantrymen who were supposed to retreat and reload suddenly rushed straight on their horses!

Seventy paces is a short time for even a horse as slow as a Mongolian horse, but the arquebus takes much longer to load. If it was in Europe, when facing a group of such cavalry, the musketeers must have other escort troops around them, but here, because they were accustomed to the Chinese cavalry only shooting from a distance, the natives did not expect that they would directly charge, and even their Spanish instructors decided that it was impossible for the Chinese to have a cavalry capable of charging in such a short time. So, these arquebusiers didn't get any decent protection at all.

The charging cavalrymen drew their sabers, their swords glistening in the sun.

Duke had no weapon to defend himself against, his arquebus was too late to load, and it was not even a bayonet, and he didn't even have a dagger to defend himself from, so he immediately ran to the back.

Olsen knew something bad was going to happen when he saw the cavalry get on their horses, draw their sabers, and start charging. They lacked the training to fight cavalry, even light cavalry, and the corresponding weapons. In Europe, if the musket could not be equipped with a bayonet, then the musketeers would be equipped with pikemen protection, but the pikemen had high requirements for the training of the queue, and the training was very laborious, and there was no pressure to resist the cavalry before, so most of the natives were swords, shields or short spears. This type of unit does not require much formation and is relatively simple to train, but it is not suitable for dealing with cavalry. But at this time, he had no other way than to put these soldiers on top.

However, the musketeers, who were in a hurry to escape, directly disrupted the queue of the cold-armed troops who were ready to meet them. And behind them, the Chinese cavalry had already rushed up.