Chapter 257: Burnt Out
Oh, that's okay too? An army of more than 1,000 people, don't want it with a bet?
Hehe, I also prepared a repertoire of heroic martyrdom for your old gentleman. Not anymore!
Well, that's great! Zhang Er sighed secretly in his heart.
Although he had gone through many days of arduous marching and had just experienced a hard and bloody battle that day, Liu Zhilun still had trouble sleeping at night.
Today, he saw the battle between the Laizhou army and the Manchu army.
The Manchurian army, which ravaged the Ming Jingshi and the Ming army, was like a strong man beating a three-year-old child in front of the Laizhou army, and he had no power to fight back at all.
Sun Tzu said in the Art of War: "Ten are to surround it, five to attack it, and to fight it twice." ”
The Laizhou army and the white pole combined, there are only about 20,000 people. There are thirty or forty thousand captives in the city. People defend the fortified city, but it can be broken so easily?
"Chirp, tweet, tweet!" "Chirp, tweet, tweet!" In the middle of the night, in the silent night sky, the familiar mortar sound of the Laizhou Army suddenly sounded.
The first night raid team led by Xu Fu began the first round of attacks on the Zunhua city wall and the Manchu army in the city.
This kind of night attack is actually very simple, using the cover of the musket team and using mortars to launch artillery bombardment on Manchuria.
In this era when most people have night blindness, there is such an artillery with an extremely fast rate of fire and an extremely long range, our Lord Wang Rui is simply like a little bully in the village, he can hit whoever he wants!
"Xuemin! This Laizhou army attacked the city at night? Liu Zhilun, who couldn't sleep at night, put down the Art of War in his hand and asked Liu Xuemin, a family member standing on the side.
"Back to the old man's words, it was the Laizhou army attacking the city. Just now, General Wang has sent someone to inform him that there will be four armies taking turns to attack the city tonight. Let us, the guards of the adults, not go out of the camp easily. ”
Liu Xuemin put another blanket on Liu Zhilun, and replied with low eyebrows.
"Oh! This Laizhou army is indeed very different from other Ming armies. Don't talk about anything else, just talking about this camp, there is still a lot of noise in the middle of the night. I really don't know how this general Wang governs the army? He's not afraid of camp howling? ”
Liu Zhilun frowned, extremely puzzled by the order of the Laizhou military camp.
This army night camp is quiet and silent. Like this Laizhou army, there are shouting everywhere, and from time to time there are loud songs.
Liu Zhilun sometimes wanted to rush to Wang Rui's Chinese army tent and ask this young and handsome unseemly handsome general soldier: "This is how you brought this army?" Can a chaotic person fight? ”
In the big tent of the Chinese army, Lin Side was reporting to Wang Rui about the symposium held by each team and each unit tonight. If Liu Zhilun hears it, he can just answer his question.
"My lord! There were newcomers to join the team, and a symposium was held in the evening. It's still the old program, let the newcomer talk about his experience, and everyone will help him together. There were seven times and eight times last time, and after that, I will be my own person. ”
Lin Side reported proudly. When Wang Rui heard this, he couldn't help nodding his head and saying, "Hmm! Not bad. It is also necessary to let the instructor sink into the ranks, and provide more guidance and help to these recruits. ”
In the tent of the Qi family of the guards, Zhou Shixiang and his newly met six brothers sat in a circle, eating snacks and bragging about cowhides.
"Come, Zhou Shixiang! Eat a few Han family nuts for you! This was invented by our Lord Wang himself, and it is very delicious. When the battle is over, with a bowl of old wine, it will be called a beauty! ”
Zhou Yuntai put the five Han family fruits he received into Zhou Shixiang's hands, and looked at him with encouraging eyes: "Taste it!" ”
"Eat!" "Eat, it's delicious!" Seeing Zhou Shixiang's face blushing and hesitating, everyone spoke of encouragement.
"Hmm!" Zhou Shixiang carefully picked one up and took a bite. The fried Hanjia fruit is crispy and delicious, softened and slag in the slugging, sweet and oily.
In two bites, Zhou Shixiang ate one. After eating, he licked his tongue and pinched the Han Jiaguo in his hand tightly.
"Eat! Eat! Ate and there are others. Several other soldiers of the Qi family army persuaded in unison.
They were quite satisfied with the performance of a small family like Zhou Shixiang, and a sense of superiority of a "senior student" arose!
Well, when they first joined the Laizhou Army, they were the same as Zhou Shixiang. I am reluctant to eat the things that are sent to my hands, and I am always afraid that there will be no more after eating.
As a result, it was put in my pocket, and after a few days, it tasted bad. Because of this, they were teased by Brother Yin's muddy boy! Well, it's the kind of eye that looks at dirt buns!
"Zhou Shixiang, I see that you are a scholar with fine skin and tender meat?" A rough Qi family veteran stared at Zhou Shixiang's white face and asked.
"Ahh Students are indeed students. Zhou Shixiang responded in a low voice, and a certain part couldn't help but tighten. What came into his eyes was a big black face that pretended to be kind.
"Oh! Then you're a showman! Xiao Xiucai, why did you remember to be a soldier? This thing of using knives and guns is not something that you weak scholars can do. ”
"Hey! This Manchu invasion, the entire family of the students died under the Manchu sword. Thinking that I, Zhou Shixiang, is also a man, how can I not think of revenge? ”
Thinking of the tragic deaths of his family and neighbors in the village, Zhou Shixiang's heart burned with grief and indignation, and his eyes were full of tears.
"Xiucai! We are good men, we don't shed blood and tears! In the future, if you practice your skills, you will be killed! It's not impossible for you to think about this sweaty mother-in-law! Zhou Yuntai said with a smile.
Hai Lanzhu and Bu Mu Butai said: What is sandwiched between the old lady's legs is not a golden batch! Why do all of you want to come to Japan?
Whether Zhou Shixiang can reach the mother-in-law who is full of sweat one day, we don't know for the time being. I only know that Hei Zi and Dai Shan and others are in a state of anxiety at this time.
During the daytime battle, the black child also saw it with his own eyes. It was originally a decisive and hand-to-hand battle, but because of the appearance of the Laizhou Army, there was a reversal of God, and the boiled duck flew!
That's not all, in just two quarters of an hour, the two red flags were brutally bitten off a large piece of meat by the Laizhou army. More than 3,000 armor soldiers and Baoyi Aha easily died under the artillery and pursuit of the Laizhou army.
In particular, Yue Tobel, who is usually very loyal to him, didn't have time to fight the enemy at all, and was killed by a cannonball falling from the sky like a chicken!
What cotton armor, what iron armor, will not play any role at all. As soon as the shell exploded, it burped directly. How can this battle be fought?
"Big Baylor, what countermeasures do you have against the Laizhou Army today?" The black child's face turned pale, and he frowned and asked the same depressed big Belle Daishan.
"Great Khan, the artillery of this Laizhou army is really evil! I'd better listen to the Great Khan. Although I have gained a lot from each flag this time, my two red flags have really hurt my vitality. ”
Dai Shan lowered his head and said disheartenedly. He didn't want to stay in the Ming Dynasty at all. The devil knows what new tricks this damn Laizhou Army will have tomorrow.
"Amma! Won't we avenge Brother's revenge? Shuotuo on the side asked unwillingly.
"Newspaper? What to report? Dai Shan asked angrily.
"Tom, tom, tom!" As soon as Dai Shan's words fell, the explosion of several shells suddenly came from outside the compound.
Nima! Do you still talk about the art of war? Is the black light blind to the siege of the city?