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The battlefield suddenly became quiet, and it was only this quietness that made people's hearts breathless.

Soon, Shi Dazhu came up with the firecrackers, they had just experienced a battle, they were all a little tired, many of them were still wounded, but they were all wrapped in white gauze, and there was a faint smell of wine, which had obviously been carefully treated.

They silently lined up under the orders of the officers, sat in place to rest, cleaned the chambers, then loaded the ammunition, compacted, and ready to shoot at any time.

After their arrival, 1,680 firecrackers from the fifteen hundred households of the Wu Yi Army were already here.

They lined up in three tiers behind the battlements, occupying the central section of the wall, about two miles long, which contained the towers and gates, and was the most stressful part of the siege that would follow.

In front of them, there were one hundred and ten tiger squatting cannons, and every ten meters there was a squatting tiger squatting cannon.

Behind them, there were spearmen and halberders of the Wu Yi Army armed with spears and halberds, who were sitting on the ground resting at this time.

On this section of the city wall, all the forces of the Wu Yi Army have been concentrated.

Further back, there are trebuchets and bed crossbows that have died down, and fortunately this Xishenwei was built with the purpose of a fortress, and the walls are extremely high and thick, otherwise they would not have been able to let go of these many things.

Above the city walls, there are clear layers.

"Chen Dakang!" Lian Zining said in a deep voice.

"Mark it in!" Chen Dakang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly responded.

"Three thousand archers of your Shenwu right guard on the right flank, get ready, wait for orders, and shoot at any time!"

"Yes, uncle!" Chen Dakang immediately gave the order.

"Sun Ji!"

"Mark it in!" Sun Ji responded.

"Three thousand archers in the Jingwei are on the left flank, also ready!"

"Yes, uncle!"

In addition to the heavy troops of the Wuyi Army in the center, Lian Zining arranged the Shenwu Right Guard and the Jingwei on the left and right wings where the attack was relatively small and the pressure was relatively light, and the infantry of the Ming army was basically equipped with bows and arrows, and it was easy to select 3,000 archers to enrich the two wings.

Six thousand archers, when thrown into a rain of arrows, can also play a great role.

As a general, Amin naturally couldn't risk his life, but the cavalry went back and forth, constantly bringing back news from the front.

Hearing that thousands of Jurchen soldiers were actually boiled alive, Amin's face suddenly turned extremely pale, and his throat twitched.

He eased his nerves and said, "The order goes down, don't stop, continue to attack." ”

He also said: "Go to General Yuming, don't send reinforcements for the time being!" ”

"Yes, sir!"

The knight galloped away. (.la marshmallow)

At this time, more than half of the 50,000 Jurchen soldiers who had just attacked the city had been killed or wounded.

Being hit by sharp weapons such as speculation, bed crossbows, Franc machine guns, flintlock guns, and tiger squat cannons in turn, heavy casualties are naturally unavoidable, and the morale of the Jurchens is also declining little by little, and being bruised.

Especially in the last moment, Lian Zining used quicklime and water to cook thousands of Jurchen soldiers to death, which made their morale fall to the bottom.

No matter how stupid the Jurchen soldier is, it is clear at this time, how can this Xi Shenwei be like a piece of paper as the pre-war officials said? Fen is a big unbreakable iron shell, and if you want to take it down, you don't know how many lives you have to fill it in.

The prospect of being an enemy of such a demonic opponent is chilling.

The strange smell of meat in the nose is still drilling into it vigorously, making people feel like they have pressed a big stone in their hearts, and they can't breathe.

The Jurchen soldiers were again distributed in a scattered array, rushing towards the Xishen Guard.

Without the drag of the sacks full of dirt, they were much faster, and they ran briskly on two stubby thighs.

At the same time, Gangyi also gave an order with a cold face: "Zilharang, you take 30,000 foot soldiers, wait for the order, and attack at any time." ”

"Yes, General!" Zilharang hesitated for a moment and said; "General, if this is not the case, how about I bring 30,000 light cavalry over? The speed of the light cavalry is extremely fast, and my Jurchen army is strong in cavalry, and I led an army of 30,000 to fly through the front of the city, running at a gallop and firing a salvo, which is enough to make the Ming army at the head of the city chaotic! ”

Gangyi was obviously moved, but after thinking about it, he finally said: "Forget it, don't say more, cavalry is the lifeblood of my Jurchen, and the gold is extremely valuable, so you can't waste it on this siege." ”

Zilharang had no choice but to give up, and went down to gather three thousand foot soldiers, waiting for the order to set off at any time.

After the Jurchen soldier entered the flintlock range of one hundred and fifty meters, Lian Zining ordered the musketeers in the first row to shoot.

The smoke of gunpowder filled the air, and in the crisp sound of gunfire, hundreds of people fired a salvo.

Under the strict orders of the officers, the Jurchen soldiers did not care about the casualties, but just rushed forward with their heads down.

The first row finished firing, then the second row, then the third row, then the first row.

Wu Yi's three-stage attack was very delicate and fast, the soldiers in front had just crouched down, the guns behind had already sounded, and when the third row finished shooting, the first row was ready to aim.

The fire continued endlessly, like a net, sprinkled on the body of the Jurchen soldiers.

Since you run fast, it is inevitable that there will be places where the protection is not considerate, and since the protection is not considerate, it is inevitable to be shot.

And the wooden shield can withstand one or two shots, but the flintlock pistol is, after all, the most powerful and advanced firearm of this era, with a caliber of 19.8 millimeters, and the weight of the projectile reaches 32.1 grams, and the resulting huge kinetic energy is enough to dent the steel target, and after repeated shots, the wooden shield is also shattered, and the soldiers below become lambs to the slaughter.

During the period from 150 meters away to 80 meters away, almost every firecracker fired more than three rounds and more than 5,000 projectiles, causing more than 1,000 casualties to the Jurchen army.

When the Jurchen army reached eighty meters, Lian Zining waved his hand and ordered: "All archers, shoot!" ”

The archers of Shenwu Right Guard and Jingwei had been waiting for a long time, and seeing Wu Yijun's brothers wantonly slaughtering these powerful Jurchens, their hearts were already full of fire and excitement.

With Lian Zining's order, the six thousand archers on both wings immediately opened their bows and arrows, and immediately, a buzzing sound converged into one, resounding throughout the battlefield, and the overwhelming rain of arrows converged into a huge dark cloud, covering the Jurchen army under the city.

The Jurchen army attacked the city, and in order to avoid the firepower of the Wuyi army, it was naturally as dispersed as possible, so there were also many Jurchen soldiers on both wings.

Now they have suffered a lot.

The feathered arrows are shot down at an oblique angle all over the world, how can a simple wooden shield stop it?

At that moment, there were thousands of Jurchen soldiers killed and wounded.

In the middle lane, Wu Yijun's firecrackers are still like clockwork machines, constantly shooting, crouching, loading, compacting, and shooting.

The archers on both wings kept loading arrows, drawing bows, and shooting, just like when the Jurchen army was guarding Xishenwei, they wantonly slaughtered the Ming army, and this time the Ming army was doing the same thing, but the two sides changed objects. After learning the Jurchen practice, beside these archers, there were mounds of earth, and the mounds were full of feathered arrows, and they could be obtained with a drop of their hands.

Therefore, the rate of fire is quite fast.

At the cost of nearly 3,000 people, the Jurchen army finally came to a place thirty meters away from the Xishenwei city wall.

Amin measured the distance and his heart skipped a beat.

And almost at the same time, as Amin expected, the angry roar of the tiger cannon rang out.

When the Jurchen soldiers got closer and closer to the head of the Xishen Acropolis, they naturally converged on the middle section of the city tower, which was something that had to be done - in fact, in the siege and defense battles that have lasted for thousands of years on this ancient land, the section of the city that the besieging side chose to attack was often the section where the city gate and tower were located. Because there is a road on the inside of the city wall that can lead to the city, you can open the city gate, quickly let friendly troops in, and attack other sections of the city. If you hit it up, you can't go down, and you can only be surrounded and killed by the superior enemies on both sides.

Purely self-defeating.

Therefore, in this era, when defending the city, there is no need to defend the whole line at all, focus on defense, and send some people to watch other places.

Therefore, the Jurchen soldiers knew that this was the defense section of the strongest and most difficult to fight and the most fierce weapons of the Wu Yi Army, and they had to concentrate here.

And at this time, the tiger squat cannon that had been waiting for a long time began to roar again.

One hundred and ten tiger squat cannons roared in unison, each tiger squat cannon covered a distance of about seven or eight meters long, and the distance of each tiger squat cannon was less than ten meters, so you could see that the front of the city wall, which was nearly a thousand meters wide, was completely covered by a hot and violent steel storm. It was like a wall made of steel buckshot, smashing at the Jurchen soldiers.

At this moment, I don't know how many girls and real soldiers were beaten into a sieve.

In this round of attack, more than 500 Jurchen soldiers lost their lives.

However, this is also the last advantage of Wu Yijun's firearm shooting because of the relatively long distance.

After this round of Tiger Squat Cannon shooting, due to the height problem, it was impossible for Lian Zining to divide the Tiger Squat Cannon into three arrays, so after the shooting, there was a vacuum period of firepower.

And the Jurchen soldiers took advantage of this period of time to rush to the base of the city wall.

Finally rushing under the city walls, not having to withstand the seemingly endless firearms attack, these Jurchen soldiers were relieved.

But before they could breathe a sigh of relief, Lian Zining issued a new order.

When the Jurchen soldiers rushed to the city, the musketeers and artillery men, the long-range attacking soldiers, had already lost their effect, and according to the previous arrangement, they packed up the muskets and artillery and retreated to the back half of the city wall in an orderly manner.

Melee warriors such as pikemen and halberders came to the front.

Lian Zining said in a deep voice: "Order, mud ball, smash!" ”

Although the Jurchens had all used up their weapons to defend the city, such as the gold juice of the stones, the wood and the gold juice of the Xishenwei, there was never a shortage of things to defend the city.

Lian Zining gave an order, and the soldiers all lifted the mud balls that were placed next to them and smashed them down, and each mud ball weighing five catties was not light or heavy, and it was extremely easy.

The mud ball was overwhelmingly smashed, and something weighing five catties was thrown down from a height of more than 20 meters, and the kinetic energy was quite amazing.

As long as it is smashed, the effect is the same as being hit by a stone ball of the same weight, and if it is hit in the head, it will be smashed in the head at the moment, and the blood and brain will splatter, leaving only a bare neck and a fist-sized blood cavity there. The pressure in the chest cavity, which was too late to release in a short period of time because the head was suddenly smashed, squeezed the blood in the chest cavity and spurted out one by one, forming a column of blood more than three feet high, reflecting a terrible and bewitching color in the sun.

The original ones that were hit in the limbs were immediately broken and fractured, and those who were hit in the chest and back were critical, and under the action of the huge force, the rib fans and spine that supported the chest cavity were immediately smashed and broken, and the broken bone stubble pierced into the soldiers' chest, piercing the organs fiercely, and streams of bright red blood with fragments of organs immediately gushed out of their mouths.

Those who were hit in the limbs immediately became crippled and sat on the ground wailing loudly.

It's just that the scene experienced by the Jurchen soldiers just now, first the shelling in the river, and then the continuous steel storm, endless blows, it seems that no matter where you are on the battlefield, you will be killed in the next moment!

Compared to the hellish scene just now, these things in front of me are really a little unspeakable.

The Jurchen soldiers stood against the mud that was constantly falling from the sky and set up a ladder.

This is just when resting on the river bank, dismantled the wooden raft that crossed the river to build, compared to the ladder used by the Ming army when attacking the city, there is no hook at the top of this ladder, and it can be said that it is extremely poor. In fact, according to Amin's idea, after crossing the river, it is the last word to rest for a few days before attacking, but the facts are in front of you, if you don't quickly take Xishenwei and then take advantage of the initial defeat of the Ming army, the government and the opposition are silent, and the huge central organization of the Ming Dynasty has not yet reacted to the moment of rapid southward movement, I can't say what variables will happen!

After crossing the river, they were forced to come to the big battle as soon as they took a breath, and they had no choice but to do it.

The ladder leaned heavily on the mouth of the saucer at the head of the city, and countless Jurchen soldiers climbed the ladder, hanging their weapons on their waists, holding their shields in one hand, and constantly climbing. Their strength was generally much stronger than that of the Ming army, and their climbing speed was quite fast.

From a distance, it looks like countless ants are climbing upwards.

This is a veritable ant-attached siege.

However, the Jurchen soldiers standing behind abandoned their shields one after another, opened their bows and arrows, and shot at the head of the city.

Those who can survive to this point without a nervous breakdown are all outlaws, anyway, it is a knife to shrink their heads, and it is also a knife to stretch their heads, so they simply put on the face of an outlaw and shoot arrows at the city to cover for the robe.

They all use strong bows and arrows, which cannot reach far, only a range of fifty meters, but they are extremely powerful, plus they are very strong in riding, as long as they are shot by their big arrows, they will either die or be injured.

After all, there are more than 20,000 remaining Jurchen soldiers, and the number is still more than the number of Ming troops on the city.

The Ming army gritted his teeth, and under the urging of the officers behind him, no one retreated.

They helped the wounded robes to the back of the battle, and naturally there were medical soldiers of the Wu Yi Army who helped them down the horse road down the city wall, and just behind the city wall, countless simple grass huts were built, in which the medical soldiers of the Wu Yi Army were busy, and some wounded soldiers who were less injured and did not affect their activities but could not fight were helping the handle. They placed the wounded on a cool and clean wooden couch, then washed the wounds with a high degree of liquor, then applied medicine and wrapped them in white gauze that had been disinfected with alcohol.

One of the advantages of summer in the far north is that there are very few flies and mosquitoes, which also effectively prevents the spread of infectious diseases.

Whether it is Wu Yijun or the wounded soldiers of other systems, they have all been effectively treated.

Moving the corpse of the robe that died in the battle aside, the Ming soldiers gritted their teeth and continued to attack.

The archers on both wings were also constantly shooting towards the middle, constantly harvesting the lives of the Jurchen soldiers.

Above the city, there were already countless fires, and on top of the fires, the cauldron was filled with water vapor, and the sound of gurgling water continued to sound.

Seeing that the Jurchen soldiers had already climbed up a lot, they borrowed the block of the horizontal log on the ladder that was the thickness of an adult's arm, and effectively avoided the attack of the mud. The mud could smash their heads, but it smashed hard beams.

Lian Zining waved his hand: "Boiling water!" ”

He stood in front of the tower, surrounded by countless soldiers, and every time he gave an order, countless heralds immediately conveyed to all parts of the city wall, and the speed was very fast.

The iron pot was on average one for every two city wall battlements, and when they heard the order, the Ming soldiers immediately took a large wooden spoon one by one, scooped a full spoonful of hot water from the iron pot, and then poured it down.

The Jurchen soldiers below were pondering why the mud mass on top of the head and face had stopped?

Then I saw the boiling water still steaming from the sky, and the boiling water was poured on the bare skin of the Jurchen soldiers, and the high temperature in an instant suddenly burned this part of the skin and muscles and lost their vitality, turning into a piece of dead meat, and then the next moment, it became skin and flesh. The skin turned a terrible grayish white, and then cracks burst out on it, and even in the thinner muscle layer such as the arm, you can directly see the white bones.

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