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The soldier was in terrible pain, screaming frantically on the ground, rolling on the ground with his calves in his hands.

A Jurchen soldier raised his shield to resist, and a mud ball happened to smash on his shield, and with a muffled sound, the mud ball was shaken into more than a dozen pieces and fell to the ground, and his thick wooden shield was also smashed to pieces. The huge force of the shock came, and the fragile bones of human beings could not resist this force at all, and the soldier was shocked to the point that his arms were in sharp pain, and the bones of his wrists and elbows were shattered, and his hands were so weak that he could no longer hold the shield, and he knelt on the ground and bent his arms in a vigorous wail.

Mud masses often don't create a casualty, because the dry ground will cause them to catapult and then attack a second target.

Countless mud balls were like meteorite meteor showers, and the Jurchen soldiers were rolling around and wailing loudly on the ground.

After this round of trebuchet attacks, the array of Jurchen soldiers looked like they had been gnawed by dogs, and there were jagged gaps everywhere, and in the gaps were soldiers wailing and screaming.

The city walls were full of cheers, from the soldiers to the officers, everyone had a happy expression on their faces, and this round of trebuchet attacks gave them great confidence, and they were more confident about whether Xi Shenwei could hold it.

Lian Zining stood at the head of the city, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

This round of attacks, conservatively estimated, caused about five or six hundred dead, and the number of wounded was more than five times that number!

In fact, wounded soldiers are more troublesome than those killed in battle, and to put it mildly, the vast majority of qualified generals must want to say to soldiers who are seriously injured and have lost their combat effectiveness: "How good it would be if you died!" ”

To put it bluntly, for an army, wounded soldiers are at least a hundred times more troublesome than the same number of dead soldiers! The dead only need to be buried on the spot, the wounded soldiers are different, the wounded soldiers who have lost their combat effectiveness will not only be unable to fight again, but will also affect their morale in turn, they need to be treated, they need to be taken care of, and when they are transferred over long distances, the wounded soldiers will also greatly slow down the speed of the troops, causing a huge burden on the logistics system.

This is also the reason why there are many anti-wound soldiers in the army, anti-wounded soldiers are forced to do so, but if they really go that far, this army will almost be finished, and the morale of the army will be reduced to a freezing point close to nothing.

One can imagine how much trouble these wounded soldiers would have caused the Jurchens, especially since they were the besieging side - there were no houses, no doctors, no qualified sanitation, and not even the most basic medicines, because they thought that this time they must have driven straight ahead, and it was extremely smooth.

Who would have thought that as soon as they crossed the Songhua River, they bit a big steel plate, sending their teeth flying sideways, and a mouthful of blood flowing.

Amin was just full of misery, the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched vigorously, when he kept ordering shooting on the city wall that day, wantonly slaughtering the Ming army, he didn't expect that there would be this scene today, and today's scene is even more tragic than the beginning, and it makes people's hearts drip blood.

But he still gritted his teeth and gave the order: "Whoever takes a step back, slash!" ”

I have to say that these nomadic soldiers who have just struggled out of the extremely difficult living environment are indeed more ruthless than the Han farming people, they gritted their teeth, held their shields, and continued to advance.

After the trebuchet is dropped, it takes a while to reload, reload, and fire.

Unfortunately, this time is not short.

Lian Zining obviously understood how important sustained firepower was, and he raised his hand again: "Bed crossbow, fire!" ”

With Lian Zining's order, more than 100 bed crossbows carried by the Northern Expeditionary Army were fired together, and hundreds of huge crossbow arrows rose into the sky and smashed down fiercely towards the array of Jurchen soldiers.

The next moment, a huge buzzing sound resounded throughout the battlefield, and countless thick crossbow arrows flew into the sky, forming a black cloud, because the arrows were iron balls, because of the weight of the arrows, these crossbow arrows took on a parabolic shape in the air, and fell heavily.

fell among the Jurchen soldiers.

Right here, in the same place, a few days ago, the same weapon, the same fell on the heads of a group of soldiers.

But that was the Ming soldier, and now, the two sides have changed roles.

When the giant crossbow fell, there was no way to avoid it, so it had to run forward desperately with its body on its back, and the only hope was not to be hit.

These huge crossbow arrows like curved cannons only know to obey the will of their masters, and no matter who is in front of them, they are treated equally.

After a round of shooting, the formation of the Ming army was like being gnawed by a dog, and a large piece was missing.

This round of shooting caused at least more than 300 casualties!

The casualties were even worse than those of the Ming army that day, because the array of Jurchen soldiers was even denser at this moment.

Amin only felt that his mouth was full of indescribable bitterness, but he didn't know that this was just the beginning.

Amin didn't test the bed crossbow when he was in Xishenwei, knowing that if he wanted to shoot again after shooting this kind of giant crossbow, it would take a long process - almost equivalent to a minute and a half of time in the future, Amin was very clear about this time, and he also understood more that the preparation time required for a powerful trebuchet like the one before could only be longer, so he was immediately keenly aware that this was a rare opportunity.

In a minute and a half, the Jurchen soldiers, who were fast enough to teach the tutorial, ran out a hundred feet away.

He immediately ordered: "Order, speed up!" ”

If it was against an ordinary army, Amin thought that there was nothing wrong with that, but when he was facing Wu Yijun, an army with the highest penetration rate of firearms in this era, it would not work.

As soon as his words fell, Lian Zining resolutely ordered: "All the Franco cannons in the first queue, fire!" ”

After all the gunners and Franc cannons returned from sniping on the riverbank, Lian Zining divided the two hundred Franc cannons into two queues and placed them on the city wall.

Following his order, the gunners of the first queue of 100 Franc cannons immediately lit the fuse, which sneered to the end, and then, under the impetus of huge kinetic energy, a hundred lead weights weighing 529 coins smashed towards the city like meteors.

Hearing the terrible hiss that pierced the sky, Amin instantly turned pale.

This Lian Zining is really ruthless!

This round of shelling caused no less than 300 casualties to the Jurchen soldiers.

After the first round of shelling, the artillerymen hurriedly retreated and reloaded, and Lian Zining raised his right arm high: "All the Francophone guns in the second array, fire!" ”

Another roar of a hundred Franc cannons in unison.

And when the Jurchen soldiers finally struggled out of the nightmare of the roar of the Franc cannon, before they could catch their breath, they saw the mud that was flying all over the sky, as if they could even obscure their vision, and thought that they were smashing them viciously.

The trebuchet has been reloaded again.

Looking at everything from afar, his resolute eyelids jumped fiercely, and his face was already extremely ugly.

Erle and Ze smashed their fists on a war horse next to them, and the war horse let out a long scream, and fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, seeing that it was not alive.

Zilharang's eyes kept rolling, and his mouth was full of words, as if he was thinking of ideas.

Seeing the three adults like this, the Tiefutu and the Kidnapping Horse Guards who were guarding around were all silent, pursed their mouths and didn't dare to say a word.

After this round of blows, the casualties of the Jurchen soldiers have reached 6,000, and the casualties are more than one-tenth of the total number - one-tenth has always been the standard line for judging an army, and the average army will collapse without a fight if the casualties exceed one-tenth of the casualties.

There is no doubt that the Jurchens of this era, these Jurchen soldiers who have just transformed from the social form of nomadic fishing and hunting, are an out-and-out elite, but at that time, this kind of fighting that could not fight back and suffered heavy casualties on their own side was the most demoralizing, although the soldiers had not stopped, but their hearts had begun to be slowly shrouded in frustration and fear.

Finally, when less than three hundred meters from the moat, the deserter appeared.

A Jurchen soldier was smashed in the head by the roaring mud, and his brain blood splashed on the body and face of another soldier beside him, this Jurchen soldier was covered in blood, and he stood there for a moment, his eyes showing extreme despair and fear. There is constantly a robe by his side to die, life is constantly harvested by death, everyone has become so cheap, his heartstrings are also more and more tight, finally, this string can no longer withstand the huge psychological pressure, and it broke violently.

He let out a scream, threw the wooden shield and sack in his hand, and ran quickly towards the rear of the formation. Under his influence, dozens of Jurchen soldiers also shouted, threw the cloth bag they were holding at their waists, and ran wildly towards the back.

Amin's eyelids jumped, he had long expected this phenomenon to appear.

A trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, but he also knew that he must not be benevolent, and with a wave of his hand, a group of light cavalry of more than 100 people behind him quickly rushed out and met those fleeing soldiers.

After these light cavalry met the fleeing soldiers, they didn't say a word, but directly slashed down with their swords, and blood splattered. In just a few breaths, the deserters had been slaughtered.

This scene made all the soldiers with the same idea in their hearts pause.

Amin said coldly: "All those who escaped, the property of the slaves in the family will be confiscated, and the wives and children will be reduced to slaves!" ”

In recent years, the Jurchens have repeatedly invaded the south, especially the Haixi Jurchens bordering the Ming Dynasty, and they are the vanguard of the southern invasion, and they can always plunder tens of thousands of people each time, which directly became the trophies of the Jurchen soldiers' families, and almost every Jurchen family has Han slaves, which is their very important property. And within the Jurchens, there are often precedents for criminals and deserters on the battlefield to be reduced to slavery. In a Jurchen social system that still retains a tribal system, a semi-slave and semi-feudal system, slaves are very miserable.

The master can kill the slave at will and then pay a part of the money to the head of the tribe, and the female slave is the object of the master's desire at will.

Amin's words were shouted in unison by dozens of high-pitched sergeants, and everyone listened to them sincerely.

Like a basin of ice water, the Jurchen soldiers were poured cold on their hearts, and in order to prevent their wives and children and families from being reduced to slaves, they took a new step and rushed towards the moat that was obviously close at hand, but it was out of reach.

How similar is this scene to when the Ming army attacked the city?

It's just a few days of hard work, the two sides have changed their roles, and the Jurchens have become powerful, but they are also extremely stunned to find that in front of them, they are still blocking such a big bone as Xi Shenwei.

Hard, hard, big bones.

Everything is going on again, no, it's not quite accurate to say this, the casualties of the Jurchens will suffer ten times more tragic than the Ming army faced that day!

Aside from the command ability of Lian Zining and Amin, now the hole cards in Lian Zining's hands are not comparable to Amin, Amin only had a limited bed crossbow on hand that day, so he could only use the bed crossbow as a means of long-range strike, but in the interval between the launch of the bed crossbow, the Ming army could still rush for a while, so that day, although the casualties of the Ming army were large, there were not many people who died in this section.

And now, Lian Zining has built a tight, extremely powerful long-range defense system with trebuchets, bed crossbows, and Franc cannons, and the casualties brought to Jurchen so far have exceeded three times that of the same time of the day!

With the passage of time, under the intensive firepower of the Wu Yi army at the head of the city, when the first Jurchen soldier arrived at a distance of 100 meters from the moat, the 50,000 Jurchen army besieging the city had already suffered more than 15,000 casualties.

That is, siege warfare, the soldiers on both sides have no physical contact, otherwise, even if the strict military law hangs overhead, these Jurchen soldiers are afraid that they will collapse.

At this time, Wu Yijun, who was on the three walls behind the moat, also shot under Shi Dazhu's order.

At this time, the Jurchen soldiers finally found a trace of comfort.

Because it was a huge burden on them along the way, it hardly played any role, but the cumbersome log shield finally had some effect.

The wooden shield can almost cover the entire body, with a crisp gunshot, the bullet hit the wooden shield, but it can only make a few cracks in the wooden shield, or leave a small hole on it, but it can't have any effect on the Jurchen soldiers behind the wooden shield, at most it makes their shield-holding hand feel a shock.

But Shi Dazhu did not order such a seemingly futile act.

These musketeers were meant to exist as decoys.

The Wu Yi soldiers on the three earthen walls kept shooting, loading, shooting, and the crisp gunshots kept ringing out, and mud, giant crossbows, and lead kept falling in the sky.

At this time, Amin suddenly woke up, and he gritted his teeth and glared at Xishen Acropolis: "Lian Zining, I didn't notice it for a while, and I actually fell for your evil." Wait, one day, I will make you pay back even this Gali! ”

At this time, he also found himself in the trap of Lian Zining, and equipped a wooden shield in order to prevent the fire of the musket, and the wooden shield increased the burden on the soldiers, slowing down the speed of the soldiers, and countless soldiers died on the way because of the slowed speed. Knowing this, even if he was a soldier lightly armed and accelerated to the moat, the casualties would be lighter than this.

But it's come to this, and it's useless to think about anything now.

The Jurchen soldiers kept approaching, and even their black and red faces could be seen clearly from the top of the city.

The excitement of the officers had been caused by the huge casualties inflicted on the other side had disappeared, and the tenacity of the Jurchen made them realize how tragic the next battle would be, and they pursed their lips and stared at all this in silence. The soldiers kept repeating the movements of their hands, tired and sweating profusely.

And at this time, the Jurchen soldiers finally rushed to the moat.

At this time, due to the angle of fire, the trebuchet and the bed crossbow were already beyond the firing range, and could not pose a threat to the enemy at close range more than 200 meters away.

Both the trebuchet and the giant crossbow stopped, and only the sound of the Franco's cannon was still loud, but the sound suddenly thinned out.

Feeling this change, the Jurchen soldiers were also excited.

At the shouts of the officers, they quickly ran to the river, ready to throw the sacks they had into the river.

They stared at the Ming army on the three earthen walls opposite, with bloodthirsty and crazy light in their eyes, clenched the wooden shield in their hands tightly, gritted their teeth, and their muscles collapsed. They were waiting, waiting for the river in front of them to be filled, and then they would pounce and smash the heads of those Ming people on the other side!

At this time.

A dull roar came from not far away, and then these Jurchen soldiers were horrified to find that across a moat, on the opposite wall, dozens of black and heavy cannon muzzles were glowing red, and countless dense black dots were enveloping them.

It's overwhelming, it's unstoppable!

At this moment, a dense and scorching steel storm covered the Jurchen soldiers in front of them, like a thick wall composed of countless red and blazing lead bullets filled with huge energy, and slapped fiercely on the Jurchen soldiers' bodies. The entire Jurchen array stagnated, unable to move forward half a step further.

After all, the tiger squat cannon is also artillery, and its kinetic energy is not comparable to ordinary firearms lead bullets, and the lead bullets the size of little fingers smashed the wooden shields that these Jurchen soldiers used to resist, and then smashed on their bodies.

The Jurchen soldiers in front were smashed into sacks by the dense lead bullets at this moment, and countless blood holes were opened on their bodies, and the moment the lead bullets entered it, the muscles and skin around these blood holes were all scorched by the high temperature, and even blood could not flow out.

A burnt incense instantly wafted over the battlefield.

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