Chapter 395: Let them be full of people, and their own people will fight each other!
Historically, the most common tactics used by the Later Jin and Qing armies were to encircle the points and send reinforcements, as well as massacre the people, and fortify the wilderness.
Now feng shui takes turns, and it is the turn of the Ming army to play this trick.
Give someone a taste of their own medicine!
At this moment, with the help of Daming cottage rockets and grenades, as well as the transparent shields of modern 21st century riot policemen, Ma Xiaosan led the team to quickly rush into the village.
The Manchurian people's will to resist was still very strong, especially since everyone could shoot arrows and use knives, even some women and children could cause damage to those who rushed in. Fortunately, Zhu Jiajun's equipment is perverted, and it is not that the strong bow cannot penetrate the vital point at all.
Therefore, the ending has long been certain.
Soon the whole village was on fire everywhere, and the Manchurians were defeated.
Except for the Manchu people who came to surrender and did not resist at the beginning, the others were beheaded at the first time, not even prisoners.
Moreover, even if it is a surrender, as long as it is a man who is full of people, taller than the size of the wheel, and should not be a traitor, no matter what, he will be beheaded directly on the spot.
Be as cruel to the enemy as the cold winter wind, and there is no room for excess garbage and mercy in battle. That would be a crime against one's own people!
Either you die or I die.
Except, of course, for the captive Manchu women, after all, this is an era when everyone has to be recognized, and the blood relationship of the offspring born only recognizes the father. If a Manchurian woman helped Daming give birth to offspring, even she didn't think that this offspring would be considered Manchurian.
Everyone, including the child himself, will think of himself as a Ming man in the future.
That's all there is to it, a female captive is a treasure, which can be used as a slave, as a fertility tool, and as a reward for war.
Therefore, now after the destruction of this village, all men are adults, except for a small number of leading the way party traitors. The men in the other villages were all killed, and only the full women were saved, and the better ones were escorted back.
Needless to say, the property, grain and grass in the village belonged to Zhu Jiajun.
Before leaving, he also set a fire, burned it all, killed it all, robbed it, and the three-light policy. The soldiers of the Zhu family army who did this did not have a sense of guilt in their hearts!
Because, when the Manchurians entered the Ming Dynasty in the past, they also treated the people of the Ming Dynasty in this way.
What, repay grievances with virtue, there is some market in the mouths of some garbage literati and civil officials in the Ming Dynasty. But if you are in Zhu Zilong's Zhu family's army, you are so sympathetic to the enemy, especially the people on Houjin's side.
You are ready to bear the consequences of Zhu Zilong, the head of the cottage, directly treating you as a traitor and killing your whole family, even if you are a Ming person!
In the following days or two, similar killings of Manren villages near Sanguang would be repeated every day with a dozen or dozens of scenes.
As a direct consequence, Manchu villages within hundreds of kilometers of the area were almost wiped out.
Zhu Jiajun killed only a few thousand Manchu men, captured nearly 10,000 Manchu women, and took refuge in Manchu traitors, and there were also two or three thousand people who became cannon fodder soldiers.
Then, there is no then.
Zhu Zilong directly asked these two or three thousand Manchurian traitors to replace the people of the Ming Dynasty to attack Panjin City and act as cannon fodder.
Let them beat their own people!
Three days have passed since the wrecker removal work, and the difficulty is getting more and more difficult. The first trenches were relatively easy to make, and then the combination of wooden fences and trenches. As the distance progresses. Casualties gradually mounted.
However, fortunately, it was all their own people who died, and Zhu Zilong was not heartbroken when these cannon fodder died, and the soldiers of the Zhu family army were also watching the show.
Soon, a lot of Furlong cannons were found on the head of Panjin City. Since the fixed gun positions were eliminated, Zilharang found a new way, a few people carried the small Fulong machine gun that was snatched from before the Ming Dynasty, and fired a cannon to change places. As a result, as the clearance advanced to within 100 meters, the casualties began to increase significantly!
However, it is still the same sentence, the bayonets given to the soldiers of the Zhu family army now, and the people who are working in front are all traitors and cannon fodder soldiers.
Anyway, these people are not the people and people of the Ming Dynasty, and no one takes the dead seriously, just continue to work.
Of course, these cannon fodder know that they are nine deaths, but since they took refuge in the Zhu family army and became traitors on the Houjin side, they have no way out.
If the Zhu army is defeated, they will die.
On the other hand, if the Zhu Jiajun is victorious, nine deaths and one life, isn't it possible that he will not die?
Those who can surrender are all lucky, so even if they know that they will die as cannon fodder, they don't have the courage to fight back.
The reality of this stripe shows that there are both cannon fodder and the leading party, and they are all the same.
What ten thousand people are united in one heart on Houjin's side, and they are all invincible, they are all blown out. That's just! It is true that most of the post-Jin Manchurians resisted fiercely, but there were also more surrender faction personnel who were afraid of death.
Another day passed, and Zilharang on the city wall felt like he was suddenly a teenager old.
In the past few days, they have also fought back, but all the people killed are their own compatriots, Manchurian. Even if you surrender to the past, it's still full of people!
After holding on for a few days, killing all his own people, this mood can be imagined, how congested and depressed he was.
After eating that day, the henchman proposed to Jierharang again: "Master, the Zhu family's army is too insidious. In the past three days, the casualties of the defenders in the city have been less than 2,000, and our Manchurians have died outside the city. If this battle continues to be fought like this, it will not be able to hold on. ”
This is obviously a difficult problem, and everyone knows it.
However, at this moment, he glanced at the position of the Zhu family's army outside the city, who was watching the play in the distance. Zilharang on the city wall frowned, but there was nothing he could do.
The feeling of waiting to die is something that no one else likes.
However, the situation is stronger than people, is there any other way than waiting for death now?
No, there really isn't one.
However, what Zilharang on the city wall must not have expected. Just like this kind of boiled frog in warm water waiting for death, Zhu Zilong doesn't seem to want to give it to him!
That night, Zhu Zilong convened a meeting of the officers.
Decide tomorrow, launch an all-out general attack, before the cannon fodder is gone, one last time, and the surprise attack will be won.
"Listen to me, tomorrow the engineer corps will send out a few skilled carpenters, make a big coffin, fill it with gunpowder, and put the lid on it. Go back and build a few shield carts and protect them on the side. Early tomorrow morning, concentrate your firepower on the section of the city gate for me, and then arrange for the cannon fodder to rush up to cover it. Then, you guys push the shield cart up and bang a guy. Directly blew up the city wall for me! ”
As soon as Zhu Zilong said this, everyone was excited, and Ma Xiaosan and other henchmen were even more excited. Obviously, these days, solid cannonballs have not hit the city walls, leaving everyone with fire in their stomachs, and now there is finally a way.
When everyone calmed down, Zhu Zilong said again: "If the enemy uses the little Fulong machine gun to hit the shield car, Xiao San, you will find some soldiers with good marksmanship tomorrow and practice in hot air balloons." Directly closer, grenades and bullets were thrown down. Hold me down on the walls! ”
"Yes!" Everyone immediately stood up, saluted and replied loudly to Zhu Zilong.
The meeting ended like this, and Zhu Zilong suddenly said to the eunuch in the military account to supervise the army king, and said with a smile: "Lord Supervisor, what else do you want to add?" ”
At this time, Wang Quan's expression was more ugly than crying, and he thought: You have announced the end of the meeting, can you still chat happily? What else can I say?
Anyway, you usually give a lot of kickbacks, and Zhu Jiajun has no possibility of rebellion when he fights wholeheartedly, so he is happy to be a mascot neatly.
So, in the next second, Wang Quan replied casually, there is no problem-
(To be continued.) )