Chapter 093 The Bloody Battle of Jiujiang (2)

"This commander has his own decision, don't need to rap, continue to attack the city, dare to take a step back, and behead!"

Zuo Liangyu had a calm face and shouted categorically. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ma Jinzhong's words of punishment he didn't understand, but if he didn't take Jiujiang, the back road would not be guaranteed, and if the war to attack Anqing or Nanjing was unfavorable, and then he was attacked by the imperial army from Jiujiang, he would also be defeated!

At this moment, it is the best policy to take Jiujiang in one go, even if it loses part of its vitality.

As early as yesterday, he had obtained accurate information, found out the truth in the city, according to reliable secret reports, the Ming army in the city, auxiliary soldiers totaled more than 10,000, the source is huge, divided into four or five forces, there are from Anqing, from Wuhu, from the Beijing division, and Jiujiang local, several general generals gathered in a hurry, the people's hearts are bound to be difficult to gather, and most of the battalions who came to support the combat power is very low, even the combat power of the Shaanxi army under his command is not comparable, and can barely defend the city.

Only the more than 3,000 Chinese troops of Zhu Dadian have good combat strength and are a force that really threatens their own side, especially the thousands of new muskets of the department can be called extremely sharp, and all those who are shot will have their shields shattered and their armor pierced. (Zuo Liangyu didn't know that the more than 3,000 people were the imperial battalion soldiers at this moment, thinking that they were Zhu Dadian's governor and protector) The other soldiers and horses were not worried, he estimated that as long as the fortifications of Jiujiang City were broken, those ordinary battalion soldiers were afraid that they would be scattered. Maybe there will be some town generals who will take the initiative to send people to the camp to surrender.

This is the real motive for Zuo Liangyu's decision to attack the city at any cost, which seems to be reckless, but in fact he has insight into the key points.

Zhu Dadian also understood his own weaknesses and knew that the rebels could not be allowed to take the initiative all the time, otherwise they would attack the city sooner or later and greatly hurt their morale.

Zuo Liangyu is a veteran of the battlefield who has been tested by the smoke of war for a long time, when choosing a position, he skillfully listed the formation outside the longest range of artillery, he is very familiar with the process of the old partners of the Ming army, and the power of artillery is also very familiar.

Today, in order to reclaim the river and attack the city, the position of the army had to move forward one or two miles, and even so, ordinary Ming artillery still could not effectively kill.

It's a pity that there are accidents in everything, no matter how smart he is, he can't guess that the Ming army still has a killer move.

Seeing that the time had come, Governor Zhu Dadian immediately ordered Yan Yingyuan, a general of the imperial battalion, to quietly move eight 8 to 10-pound new Hongyi cannons directly under the second battalion of Zhongwu Town to the head of the city, replacing the small Hongyi cannons, Furang machines and tiger squat cannons that originally fired scattered bullets.

The power of the eight city-defending Hongyi cannons imported from the West was already very clear to Zhu Dadian, not only with long range, but also with strong lethality, and the operation was not complicated and relatively simple. I deliberately showed weakness before, just for the sake of this moment.

The soldiers of the left vanguard battalion under the city still went forward one after another to fill the moat with sandbags, and there were many shieldmen on all sides to cover, facing the thousands of powerful Spanish light and heavy muskets in the imperial camp, although the effect of defense was minimal, in the end it could still give them a little psychological comfort.

Behind the vanguard troops of the left army filling the river, there are dozens of phalanxes, tens of thousands of troops, front and back, guns and spears stand like a forest, chariots and horses are like a river, ready to replace reinforcements at any time.

At the head of the city, after the eight artillery pieces were arranged.

The gunners were instructed to skillfully begin to clear their chambers, fill their charges, arrange their arquebuses, etc., until they were reloaded, and with the command of the flag officer, they waved the flag: "Ready, let's go!" ”

The gunners immediately lit the fuse with torches, and when the fuse burned out, suddenly the head of the city shook violently, and the cannon muzzle spit out an orange-red flame with a violent sound, and then the smoke filled the air, and eight iron bullets suddenly shot out of the city. In a few ups and downs, they fell into the rear of the left army, and then there was a continuous and terrible scream and groan, and dozens or hundreds of left soldiers could not dodge and were stoned to death and crushed.

Why is the artillery range of the Ming army suddenly so far away?! These shells, which exceeded the longest-range range of ordinary cannons, stunned all the left soldiers in the city at once.

However, the artillery of the imperial battalion in the city was not stunned, and under the command of Yan Yingyuan, they took advantage of the gap before the enemy could react, stepped up the loading of ammunition, aimed at the position of the left soldier in the middle of the army outside Xu Li, and sent out the eight shells in the barrel again.

The left soldiers were immediately knocked down again, where the cannonballs passed, a piece of stumps and broken arms, flesh and blood flying, the left soldiers under the city were personally experienced the power of a new Hongyi cannon, one by one wailed in pain, scolded angrily, and retreated desperately, and the formation dispersed all of a sudden. Even the vanguard soldiers and horses who were filling the river were frightened by several waves of shelling, and they couldn't help but slow down the pace of filling the river. Immediately afterwards, he was bombarded by the musketeers of the Ming army at the head of the city, and there were another number of dead and wounded.

Zuo Liangyu, who was standing under the banner of the Chinese army and commanding the army, saw this scene, and suddenly, a fainting made him almost fall, and a mouthful of blood spurted out casually.

He never expected that the Ming army in the city would have such a powerful Hongyi cannon, he had been pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger before, until this time when he was going to attack the city with all his might, he suddenly came to a "surprise", hundreds of soldiers on the Chinese army position have not come in handy, and they were sent to the west by several waves of shells fired continuously from the city, this is not the most pit, the most pit is that the artillery in his Chinese army camp is so powerful at all to effectively fight back, and can only be beaten passively!

With an indescribable sense of grievance, he relapsed into his old illness and almost fainted.

Zuo Mengeng, who was standing next to him, was shocked when he saw this, hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and shouted anxiously: "Father, father!" ”

Seeing this, the generals of the Chinese military camp also exclaimed, and gathered around him, looking at him anxiously and with concern.

Zuo Liangyu closed his eyes and adjusted for a moment, only then did he barely resist the bursts of dizziness that surged into his heart, and with Zuo Menggeng's support, he tried to open his eyes, and his purple face had become as white as paper at the moment, without the slightest blood.

He held his body strongly, looked up to the sky and sighed, and had to dispel the idea of filling the moat and attacking the city in a battle, so he had no choice but to order the whole army to retreat and collect the troops back to the camp.

The horn sounded, and the left soldiers threw down piles of corpses as if they had been granted amnesty, and they retreated like a tide, and the soldiers and civilians at the head of the city cheered when they saw this.

After a day of bloody battle, the corpses under the city piled up like a mountain, the blood flowed like a gurgling stream, there were broken spears and blades everywhere, stumps and broken arms, when the sun set, night was coming, the Ming army in the city finally reaped the fruits of victory.