Chapter Ninety-Three: What Can Be Done to Stop It?
"I've seen Master Fan. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info" Garrison Li Xian came over to say hello with a smile.
Grabbing Li Xian's hand, Fan Jin asked eagerly, "What about Captain Zhao?" ”
"Oh, he led his troops to watch the Tartars at the gap in the wall." Li Xian said with a smile.
"Quick, take me to him." Fan Jin urgently pulled Li Xian away.
When he walked not far from Zhao Guohua, he saw that Zhao Guohua was using a telescope to observe the movements of the Tartars outside the city, surrounded by one hundred and ten volunteers holding strange firearms.
"Captain Zhao, Master Fan is here." Li Xian said loudly.
Hearing that Fan had come in, Zhao Guohua put down his binoculars and turned around to greet him with a smile.
"Captain Zhao, I heard that you have defeated the Tartars again, and this official is here to congratulate." Fan Jin said happily.
Zhao Guohua said with a smile: "Defeating the Tartars is the credit of all of us, and there is also the credit of Lord Fan, without the full support of Lord Fan, it will not work." ”
Hearing this, Fan Jin laughed.
After laughing, Fan Jin said proudly: "Captain Zhao, I want to write a chapter to report to the imperial court, I don't know what you think?" ”
"It's not proper, it's not time to report the victory." Zhao Guohua hurriedly said.
"What does Captain Zhao mean by this?" Fan Jin asked innorantly.
Pointing to the outside of the city, Zhao Guohua said: "First, the Tartar army has not withdrawn yet, and it will attack at any time, and second, the Tartar army this time I heard that there are more than 100,000, if we go to report the victory at this time and attract the Tartar army to retaliate, do you think that with this little force in Zhuozhou, can you resist?" ”
After listening to Zhao Guohua's analysis, Fan Jin calmed down, thinking of the terrifying situation of tens of thousands of Tartar troops gathering in Zhuozhou, he trembled, and never said anything about the victory.
Looking at him, Zhao Guohua said: "Lord Fan, it's not impossible to report this victory, but it's not too late yet, and the top priority now is to quickly find craftsmen to repair this section of the collapsed city wall to prevent the Tartars from coming in from here again." ”
"Yes, yes, I'm going to gather the craftsmen and men who are going to repair the city wall." As he spoke, he hurriedly turned around and went back to the state office.
Fan Jin's work efficiency was indeed very high, and not long after, more than a thousand craftsmen and servants carried tools and burdens, and followed a servant to the gap in the city wall.
"Captain Zhao, the craftsmen and servants are here, you can arrange for them to work." The official who led the team said with a smile to Zhao Guohua.
Looking at everyone's patched clothes, Zhao Guohua sighed secretly, and he said loudly: "Folks, you are all from Zhuozhou, your parents, wives and children are here, the Tartar army is outside, hold Zhuozhou, everyone will be safe, if you can't keep Zhuozhou, everyone knows the consequences, so I hope you will complete the repair project of the city wall as soon as possible." ”
"Don't worry, my lord, this matter is about our lives, and we will do our best, but I am afraid that the Tartars will not let us repair the city walls with confidence," said a gray-haired craftsman in his fifties with some concern.
Glancing at him, Zhao Guohua asked kindly: "I haven't asked this uncle for his name." ”
"Don't dare, villain Zhang Lao Wu." The gray-haired craftsman said, and hurriedly bowed down to Zhao Guohua.
Zhao Guohua said with a smile: "It turned out to be Master Zhang, I don't know what Master Zhang is most worried about?" ”
Scratching his head and thinking about it, Zhang Lao Wu said: "I'm afraid of Tartars hitting cannons and archery." ”
After listening to Zhang Laowu's words, Zhao Guohua thought for a while and said, "It's okay, I will deal with these two troubles for you, so you can start work with confidence." ”
Seeing that he looked confident, the craftsmen and servants began to clean the collapsed city wall with confidence.
Back at the camp, Yanguli sat behind the handsome desk and pondered.
The militia in Zhuozhou City caused him a loss of more than 6,000 people, and it must be eliminated, otherwise, it will be a trouble for the Qing Dynasty in the future, but at present, it is difficult to do this with the troops at hand, but withdrawing the troops is tantamount to admitting defeat in the war, not only is it not good-looking, but it is also impossible to explain to Huang Taiji after going back
The only way is to join forces with Abatai to take Zhuozhou, but if you do so, it will be tantamount to giving Zhuozhou to Abatai......"
While he was thinking, a Niu Lu Zhangjing, who was monitoring Zhuozhou's movements, ran in and reported: "Sir, the defenders of Zhuozhou have begun to repair the gap in the collapsed city wall. ”
"Oh? Let's go out and have a look! Yanguli said, Teng stood up, and walked out of the camp with the generals of the Qing army, such as Jiala and Niu Lu.
"The Tartar army will attack at any time, everyone move quickly, and fill this gap one day earlier, so that we can rest assured one day earlier." Zhang Lao Wu commanded everyone to quickly clear the bricks and soil at the gap in the city wall.
After looking at it carefully for a while, Yanguli said: "It is not easy to open a gap, we must not let them plug it again, Dekzik, you rush into the gap with a thousand vests, kill those craftsmen, and let the Jiala swing teeth bring more bows and arrows to suppress the defenders at the head of the city." Rush in and kill all the craftsmen, and then withdraw immediately, and do not go any further. ”
"Wow." Derkzik bowed and agreed.
Soon, a thousand Qing troops rode horses and rushed towards the gap in the city wall.
"Ahh Here comes the Tartars. The craftsmen cried out in panic, and some of the cowardly, throwing down their burdens and baskets, and other tools, fled into the city
Seeing this, Zhao Guohua said loudly: "Don't be afraid, with us, the Tartars can't rush." After speaking, he said to Zhang Shun: "All the commandos, prepare to shoot, aim at the war horse." ”
In order to cover the craftsmen who repaired the city wall, Zhao Guohua had transferred all the assault teams here, divided into two groups to take turns on duty, and cooperated with the officials and soldiers to protect the city wall.
The cavalry of the Qing army rushed closer and closer, led by several people with two small flags on their backs, with a strong figure, a thick neck, and a heavy armor on their bodies, which were decorated with thick copper nails, and the thick leather armor was very strong at a glance. He was followed by a hundred and ten fierce soldiers in white armor.
At a distance of a hundred paces, the Qing army reined in their horses, and according to their experience, the firearms of the Ming army at this distance were not very lethal.
Dekzik looked at the Ming army at the head of the city, and then meowed at the black and blue militia guarding the gap in the city wall, holding a fire gun aimed at his own people, and he thought to himself: "You must send someone to lure the other side to open fire, and then you can continue to advance." ”
Thinking of this, he beckoned, called a Zhuanda over, and said, "Amba Lingwu, you take a hundred baya swing horns and rush over, and when you reach seventy paces, separate and run to both sides, so as to lead the other party to open fire, and when the other party fires and reloads again, I can lead the team to rush in and kill all the lowly Nikans who are building the city wall." ”
"Yes." Amba Lingwu clenched his fists on his horse and agreed, and then rushed over with a hundred baya swinging horses.
Originally, the Qing army could shoot when it rushed to 200 paces, but in order to hide the range of the Type 81 rifle, he did not give the order to shoot. When the Qing army rushed to eighty paces, Zhao Guohua ordered: "Open fire." ”
In the sound of gunfire, one hundred and fifty automatic rifles fired accurate and dense bullets, and in the painful neighing of horses, a hundred war horses fell to the ground, and the horses were heavily slammed to the ground, and when they got up from the ground and ran backwards, there was another burst of gunfire, and all the hundred or so brave people turned into corpses.......
"The guns of these vigilante groups are too sharp." Dirkzik said in surprise.
These hundred or so Baya Swing Horns will not be defeated even against the 2,000 Ming Army, but in a blink of an eye, they will become corpses on the ground, looking at the hundreds of Boya Swing Horns on the ground who have become corpses motionless, a strong fear hit Dekzik's heart, he never thought that the fire gun would be so powerful.
After hesitating for a while, he was going to charge again, so he sent three hundred vests and rushed forward again, and at eighty paces, the beaten man turned on his back, and at last only twenty or so retreated.
At this time, he finally understood the reason for Duolong Ao's defeat, encountering such a strong opponent, not to mention that he and Duolong Ao, even if the lord came in person, he might not be able to please him.
In order to avoid greater losses, he had to withdraw his troops with the remaining more than 600 people.
"The Tartars are defeated! Let's get out and work. Zhang Lao Wu said happily and walked out of the hiding place. The battle just now was clearly visible, and when the Tartars had withdrawn, he led everyone out from behind the city walls.
Seeing that the craftsmen were working again, Zhao Guohua commanded the officials and soldiers to go outside the city to cut off the heads of the tartars and strip the tartars' armor. The corpse was ready to be dug and buried outside the city.
Back at the camp, Dekzik told Yanguli about the defeat, and Yanguli was very annoyed when he heard it.
He stood up quickly, walked out of the handsome case, walked back and forth in the camp with a gloomy face, he has been fighting for decades, and his experience is not rich This way, the momentum is like a bamboo, all the states and counties of the Ming Dynasty are invincible, kneeling to meet the surrender, but this Zhuozhou has made him repeatedly defeated, if it is not for the weak army now, he really wants to send all the remaining troops to attack the city.
But he was not a reckless person after all, and his repeated attacks failed to make him have a deep fear of the militia in the city.
The defenders of Zhuozhou were repairing the city wall, and he couldn't stand by and ignore it, but the other party's fire was sharp, and he sent people to make trouble and suffered heavy losses.
"What can be done to stop them?" Yanguli pondered.