Three or five is a big pot of boiled meat

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After a lot of lead bullets penetrated one person, the remnants were still undiminished, and they hit the Jurchen soldiers in the back fiercely.

After this round of shooting, nearly a thousand Jurchen soldiers in the first few rows were almost wiped out, just in an instant, countless dead and wounded, and countless wounded people lay on the ground moaning loudly. Severed limbs, torn human bodies, bodies as tattered as sacks, blood flowing everywhere, this place immediately turned into a blood slaughterhouse.

The Jurchen soldiers behind were stunned and stupid. Originally, seeing the trebuchet and the giant crossbow stop one after another, only those muskets that did little harm to them were firing, their hearts had rekindled hope, and the killing intent was also permeating, but at this moment, there was only one thought in their minds: "What is this?" ”

Amin closed his eyes in pain, what kind of existence is this Wu Yijun, how can there be so many endless hole cards? This Lian Zining, what kind of character in the end, how can he use these weapons layer by layer, as if he was peeling off a cocoon, without leaving a little waste, and not missing the opportunity to kill a Jurchen soldier!

"This is a tiger squat cannon! Tiger Squat Cannon! I've seen it in books! Zilharang muttered to himself, his face full of misery.

Behind the moat, above the earthen wall.

A rampant smile appeared on Shi Dazhu's mouth, and his arm waved down heavily: "The second array of tiger squat cannons, shoot!" ”

On the three earthen walls at this time, all the one hundred and ten tiger squat cannons of Wu Yijun were all here.

The three earthen walls were built behind the moat, and the width of the moat was more than 20 meters, less than 30 meters, and the best firing range of the bronze tiger squat cannon improved by Gonzalez was also 30 meters.

In the experiment I did at the beginning, at such a close distance, the tiger squat cannon could even break a wall made of blue bricks, let alone these Jurchen soldiers.

This is another big gift that Lian Zining prepared for the Jurchen army.

With Shi Dazhu's gesture, the tiger squat cannon on the second wall also began to shoot, and the steel storm brought death and also woke up these Jurchen soldiers who had been frightened and stunned.

Behind them was the gendarmerie, and the Jurchen soldiers, who knew that retreating would also be dead, rose up their last courage and rushed towards the moat.

Countless red lead splashed, killing I don't know how many girls are really soldiers.

And one by one the sacks were finally thrown into the water, and the sacks were instantly swallowed by the river, and the river was flooded with large areas of earthy yellow.

The Jurchen officers, who also reacted, shouted loudly and ordered their soldiers to start shooting arrows.

At present, the distance is only more than thirty meters, which is already within the range of the Jurchen soldiers.

Anyway, it would be a death to hold the shield, and they simply threw the shield away, and began to shoot at Wu Yijun on the earthen wall.

Their archery skills were strong, and their long arrows broke through the air, and at that moment, more than a dozen Wu Yi soldiers were shot and fell to the ground screaming. As long as you are shot by such a big arrow, you will definitely not live.

The corner of Lian Zining's eyes twitched, Wu Yijun finally suffered casualties for the first time.

Shi Dazhu shouted as he brandished the bronze hoop giant stick and fired the feather arrow that was shot at him; "Don't stop, don't stop, the third array continues to bombard!"

The artillerymen continued to fire under the constantly falling feather arrows, and the Jurchen soldiers fell one by one.

The musketeers also kept shooting under the orders of the officers, and the targets they shot at were the Jurchen soldiers who were hiding behind and shooting arrows.

There were constant casualties on Wu Yijun's side.

A gunner was about to ignite the fire when he was shot in the chest, and the big arrow was staring deep into his chest, peeking through his back, and he fell to the ground, and after a few finger twitches, he did not move. His blood splashed his robe on his face, and the artilleryman behind wiped the blood from his face, reached out to take the torch in his hand, and reached out to light the fuse in front of him.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, countless lead shrouded a width of seven or eight meters, and more than a dozen Jurchen soldiers were beaten into a sieve and lay on the ground screaming.

At this time, the gunner found that he was the only one left in the crew of this gun.

Tears rolled down his eyes, washing away the black ash of blood from his face, revealing the yellow skin underneath, but he grinned with tears in his eyes, skillfully filled the muzzle of the cannon with lead, compacted it with stones, and then waited for the order to light the fuse.

"Boom!" Another shot!

An artilleryman was shot through the thigh and lay on the ground, bleeding profusely, but he insisted on constantly reloading it with ammunition and compacting the stones.

There was also leisure to raise his head and grin at the robe: "Damn, for the first time, I found that sitting and pretending to play is much more comfortable than bending over!" ”

The Jurchen arrows rained down constantly, but the roar of the tiger squatting cannon here never stopped, one person died, the others were on top, the entire artillery group was dead, and the other artillery groups were divided into one person, and the artillery fire could not be broken.

Wu Yijun is also constantly suffering casualties, but without killing a single Wu Yi army, dozens of people will almost be killed on the Jurchen side.

The lethality of the Tiger Squat Cannon is actually far greater than that of the flintlock pistol and the Franc cannon, this kind of melee shotgun, if used well, is four words - infinite power.

Lian Zining stood at the top of the city and looked at it clearly, his face did not change at all, but his fists were already clenched tightly.

However, after all, the Jurchen side is overcrowded, and it is not something that these few thousand people on the earthen wall can resist.

This section of the moat was gradually filled, leaving only a gap less than three meters wide.

Seeing that the damage had been maximized, Shi Dazhu also gave the order to retreat.

The gap in the moat became smaller and smaller, and the Wu Yi army on the earthen wall also packed up their weapons, tearfully threw the corpse of the robe here, and began to retreat in an orderly manner.

After suffering such extreme losses, the Jurchen soldiers have already killed the red eyes, and how can they be willing to see that they are going to run at this time?

Finally, the last sack was thrown into the gap, and the moat was closed!

At this moment, countless Jurchen soldiers brandished their weapons and roared towards the Wu Yi army who came down from the earthen wall, their vision was blocked by the earthen wall, but they knew that these Ming people would definitely not be able to run far.

Wu Yijun withdrew directly from the horse road behind the earthen wall, and the earthen wall blocked the Jurchens' advance route, so they bypassed both sides of the earthen wall.

As soon as I bypassed, the figures of those Ming people who had fled had already appeared in my sight, and they were not far away, just five or six zhang away, running in a hurry.

As long as you work harder, you can catch up, and many of the real soldiers are already yelling excitedly, and their faces are hideous like ghosts.

At this moment, they suddenly found that their feet were empty, and then the whole person fell involuntarily.

The Jurchen soldiers in front all fell, and the people behind couldn't control the momentum, coupled with the thrust behind, they could only watch themselves fall like dumplings.

The Jurchen soldiers in the back looked at the two long pits that were more than 30 zhang long and two zhang wide, and they didn't know how deep they suddenly appeared in front of them.

Amin also didn't react a little, is this still over? How come there are pits everywhere?

Lian Zining had long considered that these soldiers would be pursued, so as early as when the earthen wall was built, two long arc-shaped deep pits were dug on each side, and if the Jurchen soldiers wanted to pursue, they had to go around from both sides, and if they wanted to go around, they had to fall in. The pit was two feet deep, and it was filled with water from the moat.

These Jurchen soldiers were very flustered when they fell in at first, and many people shouted in panic, but when they fell in and found that there was only water in it, they all settled down, they were all good at water, although the water in it was not shallow, there was no danger of drowning. Already the Jurchen soldiers were shouting loudly for the soldiers above to hang the ropes so that they could climb up.

At this moment, Wu Yijun, who had been fleeing with a girl, suddenly stopped, took out brick-sized bricks from their bodies, wrapped them in paper on the outside, and tied them with ropes for a few laps of paper bags, and then rounded their arms and threw them towards the deep pit.

They weren't far from the pit, and the pit was not small, so they basically threw it in.

After doing this, they continue to escape.

Chen Dakang looked at him and asked, "Uncle, what are those soldiers throwing?" ”

Lian Zining smiled faintly: "Quicklime!" ”

Quicklime like bricks was thrown into the pit, and some of the Jurchen soldiers who were smashed were smashed and their heads were bleeding, but they were not in the way, and they were scolded.

Cursing and scolding, they realized that something was wrong—the water seemed to be slowly rising.

These bricks are all sucked up, and what is contained in them is quicklime. For these things, Lian Zining put a lot of effort into it.

The inferior paper of this era was quickly blistered and rotten, and then the quicklime inside came into contact with the water, and immediately released a large amount of heat.

It's okay to say if it's one or two packs, but the problem is that there are thousands of bags of quicklime thrown in by Wu Yi's soldiers.

The violent reaction of quicklime when it meets water, raw and mature lime, releases enough heat to make hot water boil and boil the eggs.

The temperature of the water soon rose from lukewarm to an unbearable level, and countless Jurchen soldiers screamed loudly.

The cry was heard so vividly on the city walls that many people remembered the time when the pigs were scalded with boiling water.

Lian Zining smiled lightly and explained the principle of quicklime encountering water, and everyone listened to it, they were all terrified, and they only felt a chill in their backs.

This Uncle Wu Yi not only has endless means, but also is ruthless and vicious, he simply dug a pit and let you jump into it by yourself, which is really not easy to provoke.

Feeling the temperature of the water soaking themselves slowly rising, these Jurchen warriors all moved in a panic, although they were trapped in the deep pit, no matter how they swam in vain, but the instinct of human beings decided to run around when they encountered a panicked situation, and it was not for nothing that they could stay quietly in place and think of a way, but there were really few of these Jurchens.

In this way, they just stepped into Lian Zining's exhaustion.

After the quicklime encounters water, it will slowly begin to boil, and the heat at the beginning is not high, because the boiled stone needs to be stirred to become boiling water, but these Jurchen warriors are constantly swimming in a panic, which just has the effect of stirring. The thousands of Jurchen soldiers trapped in the two deep pits were well stirred, and the direct consequence was that the temperature of the lime water began to rise, and by the time they reacted, their whole bodies were already soaked in bubbling boiling water. In the heat, they were even more chaotic, panic spread, and in fact, no one could keep their cool in the boiling water.

They had no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth, they were trapped in the water, screaming loudly and in pain.

The Jurchen soldiers standing on the ground looked at the boiling lime water and the screaming robes below, anxious but helpless.

They were all in a hurry.

The Jurchen soldiers in the pit screamed loudly and kept struggling, but the more they struggled, the warmer the water and the greater the pain they endured.

Gradually, the screams in the pit became quieter, the sound of the struggling splash became smaller and smaller, the water vapor steamed, and the smell of cooked meat also diffused.

In the midst of the two deep pits, there is a tragic situation in hell.

A complete corpse was displayed in front of all the Jurchen warriors in the most bleak way, like a sharp spear, piercing into the deepest part of everyone's heart!

The corpses of the Jurchen soldiers who were boiled alive and died, some of them had their bellies facing upwards, and their eyes protruded so much, as if they were padded by something underneath, because of the boiling water soaking the ground, the posture of these corpses was tense and hard, and their abdomen became more and more swollen, lifting up the cotton armor on their bodies, and then they began to "flutter" and leak outward. The boiling water surface was basically the same as the corpses of the Jurchen soldiers, and some of them lay face down on the ground, and every time they bubbled out, they would "gurgle" and bring out a string of tumbling blisters.

At this time, a corpse could not withstand the huge water pressure, and with a bang, it exploded, like a small sausage that had been fried by high heat and fat when it was roasting meat on paper, and with a soft sound, the fat splashed everywhere. However, the corpse was splashed with gray blood and slices of scalded red flesh, some of which had hairs curled by boiling.

splashed the dull-eyed Jurchen soldiers on the edge of the pit.

"Gross!" Finally, these Jurchen soldiers couldn't bear it anymore, and their intuitive hearts were depressed to death, and a feeling of vomiting struck, and they all lay on the ground and vomited wildly.

Although they couldn't see the scene in the pit, they could smell the jerky and strange smell of cooked meat mixed with lime from a distance, and everyone in the city couldn't help but feel depressed and bored. Their faces were strange, the muscles on their faces twitched, and their throats were a little itchy, as if something was about to come out of their esophagus and stomach.

They certainly understand what it tastes like.

Looking at Lian Zining's eyes, it also became very complicated - fear, admiration, etc., boiling people to death, what a ruthless heart!

Jiang Linona, who was wearing a red cloak on the outside of the plate armor and wearing a phoenix wing helmet and wrapped himself tightly, couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, looked at Lian Zining, and her eyes were shining.

The army basically knows her existence, especially Wu Yijun, everyone knows that this adult's personal female guard is very strong, and they are all used to her presence by Lian Zining's side. As for the officers of the other sequences, they naturally didn't dare to say more, and they all pretended not to see it. What they thought in their hearts, even Zining didn't care. This one is not good to play, and there is no name before and after death, so what is the use of caring about this?

Lian Zining didn't bother to care about these at this time, and the Wu Yi soldiers who had sniped behind the moat before had all returned.

Shi Dazhu was covered in blood, and strode up the city wall along the horse road, Lian Zining suddenly turned around and asked, "What about the casualties?" ”

Shi Dazhu knelt on the ground and said in a low voice: "Two hundred and seventy-nine people were killed in the battle, eighty-seven were seriously injured, and one hundred and sixty were lightly wounded. ”

His voice was very low, and his dark face was also indifferent, as if he was stating something that had nothing to do with him, and it sounded like there were no mood swings. But the slight trembling shoulders and the pain in his eyes betrayed the emotions in his heart.

Lian Zining looked down at him, and the light in his eyes flashed.

This scoundrel in the town at the beginning, with his own time, has grown into a steely general, and even his emotions will not be easily revealed.

"First settle the brothers who died in battle, and when this battle is over, the official will personally see them off! The seriously wounded brothers were sent to the medics, and the men were freed up. Lian Zining said softly, he hesitated, a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, and finally said: "Let the brothers who are still alive, including those who are slightly injured, come up, and later, there will be a war!" ”

Shi Dazhu's body trembled, and he said loudly: "Obey the order!" ”

He stood up and strode down the wall again.

Lian Zining sighed softly, Wang Dachun tinkered with logistics, and he was a good hand at making careful calculations to reap the benefits, and the war was not satisfactory; Liu Liangchen was burdened with heavy responsibilities, and he was sent back to Beijing secretly a few days ago, and handed over the military law team to his deputy; At present, the generals who can fight around him are only a few people such as Xiong Ting, Bishi, Dazhu, Yang Husheng, Dong Ce, etc., and there are really not many people who can be used.

He secretly woke up to the fact that he should strengthen the training of his generals. The consequence of doing everything is that the people below have become submissive echo worms, and their talents have not been given any opportunity to be used.

can't go on like this, Zhuge Liang is the most obvious example - everything bowed to his relatives and died young, and as a result, Shu has been in a state of collapse since then.

Of course, Lian Zining didn't dare to compare himself with Zhuge , in fact, he also knew that even if he took advantage of the traverser, this would make him go back to that era when Zhuge God broke his wrists, and it was estimated that he could be played to death. But the truth still makes sense.

The Jurchen soldiers circled around the two deep pits, hesitating, two hundred meters away from the moat, and also beyond the accurate range of the flintlock guns, so Lian Zining did not give the order to shoot. Only the sound of the Franc cannon was still reverberating, bringing some damage to the Jurchens from time to time.

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