Tianjin Wei, on the city wall. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The warriors lay behind the stacks of arrows, setting up their flintlock muskets, the long barrels of which were pointed out through the firing holes, through which more and more tartars could be seen in the distance.

Chen Shuigui is a soldier of the first battalion and two companies, next to Chen Shuigui, there are two young strong, one soldier with one or two young strong, this is a set strategy to defend the city, Chen Shuigui is naturally no exception.

Through the conversation just now, Chen Shuigui knew that the two young men were named Cheng Sanshun and Liu Baocai, and the two were hiding behind the arrow battlements on the city wall, and there was a box of grenades next to the two, and the wooden box had been opened, and there were twenty grenades neatly placed inside.

Cheng Sanshun whispered: "Squad Leader Chen, is the Tartar here?" ”

Chen Shuigui looked outside and didn't look back, just nodded slowly, which was an answer. Cheng Sanshun poked his head curiously, looked outside, and happened to see the black Tartar soldiers in the distance.

Cheng Sanshun said in astonishment: "My God, there are so many people here, at least thousands." ”

Chen Shuigui nodded and said, "There are thousands, how about it?" Afraid not to shoot? ”

Cheng San said: "I'm afraid of a ball, I'm not afraid." ”

Chen Shuigui nodded, thinking in his heart, this Cheng Sanshun is a good seedling, and he was born to be a soldier.

Cheng Sanshun picked up a grenade, unscrewed the lid of the grenade, pulled out the fuse, and seemed to know how to use it, but Liu Baocai was a little nervous, and his hand holding the grenade trembled slightly.

Chen Shuigui said: "Liu Baocai, are you nervous?" ”

Liu Baocai said: "No... Not nervous, I... I'm not afraid. ”

Chen Shuigui said: "Don't be afraid, everything has me, you hide first, don't show your head easily, if I shout to lose the grenade, you can light the fuse of the grenade and throw it into the crowd of Tartars under the city." ”

Liu Baocai couldn't help but nod when he saw Chen Shuigui's calm face, and the tension in his heart was a little better.

North of the city, on the upper floors of the city.

Zhang Feng looked at more and more Tartars in the open space in the distance, Zhang Feng knew that the main force of the Tartars was coming, Zhang Feng, who had good eyesight, even saw the red-coated cannons of the Tatars, three or four hundred meters away from him, and the Tatars were setting up those red-coated cannons.

Wang Chaoyong stood behind Zhang Feng with a few guards, looking condescendingly at the Manchu troops in the distance, Wang Chaoyong said: "General soldiers, the north of the city is estimated to be the main direction of attack of the Tartars, look, their red-coated cannons have been erected." ”

Zhang Feng had good eyesight, and saw the black holes of the red-clothed cannons, Zhang Feng nodded and said, "Pass my orders and prepare for battle." ”

It can be seen that the Tartars are ready to start the first siege.

Sure enough, about half an hour later, the Tartars began their first siege of the city, and the first thing was the shelling, a total of six red-coated cannons, and one shell after another.

Fortunately, the artillery in this era is not very good, the accuracy is relatively poor, the power is not great, the use of few flowering shells, mainly solid shells, some shells missed, over the city wall, flew into the city, some shells also hit the city wall, out of the holes.

After firing a few shots, the Tartars seemed to realize it, and began to concentrate on bombarding a certain part of the city wall, and this section of the city wall, at a distance of two or three hundred meters, the craters were densely packed one by one.

On the city wall, everyone did not move, did not shoot, hid behind the city wall, at this time, many young people were very nervous, while most of the soldiers were relatively calm, just hiding behind the arrow stacks, looking out through the shooting holes.

After round after round of shelling, the Tartars began to attack the city.

At the front were the heavy armor soldiers, wearing heavy armor and holding one-man high shields, neatly lined up and murderous, and behind these heavy armor soldiers were a large number of archers, in addition, carrying long ladders to climb the city, etc.

On the city tower, Zhang Feng looked at the scene in front of him, holding a short gun in his hand, watching the heavy armor soldiers get closer and closer, the distance is from three hundred meters to two hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters, and it is about to reach a distance of one hundred meters.

At a position of one hundred and fifty meters, although the flintlock musket has such a long range and has a certain lethality, its accuracy is already very poor, and it is basically difficult to hit the target, unless the three-stage shooting method is used for intensive shooting.

Not a field battle in an open place, but to defend such a long city wall, the three-stage shooting method is not suitable, and the fighters will use free fire.

Seeing at least hundreds of heavy armor soldiers getting closer and closer, Zhang Feng picked up his short gun and shot at the sky, "bang" a gunshot, Zhang Feng shouted: "Hit me!" ”

This was decided a long time ago at the pre-war meeting, and Zhang Feng's order prevailed, and no one was allowed to shoot Zhang Feng's gun before it went off, otherwise military law would do it.

Hearing the gunshots, the platoon commanders and company commanders held their sabers and shouted, "Hit me!! ”

The thumping gunfire rang out intensively, and the fighters aimed at the target, and after firing one shot, they immediately reloaded, then fired a second shot, then reloaded a third shot, and a fourth shot......

Because there is a shield and heavy armor, the lethality of lead bullets is greatly reduced, some lead bullets fail to penetrate the shield, and some of them penetrate the shield, but the lethality has been greatly reduced, and they can only barely penetrate the heavy armor, which is not enough to kill at all.

Only a handful of lead bullets, through the gaps between the shields, pierced through the heavy armor, and dealt enough damage to the heavy armor.

The speed of the fighters' shooting was not slow, but because the opponent had thick shields and heavy armor, the opponent's casualties were limited, and the opponent successfully advanced the distance to within 100 meters, and then within 50 meters, and it seemed that the distance was within 30 meters.

The archers who followed behind the heavy armor were obviously well-trained, and there were at least two or three Niu Lu in number, and under the command of several Niu Lu Ezhen, these archers advanced to a position about a hundred meters away from the city wall and were ready to shoot arrows, and the arrows were at an angle of forty degrees, and they were aimed diagonally at the sky, aiming at the city wall not far away, and then they were thrown.

These archers were very experienced and knew how to attack targets on the city walls, so the archery effect was the best, not only could the bow shoot far, but the bow and arrow would fall from the sky at a high speed, which was a projectile, and even those hiding behind the battlements could probably be shot.

Zhang Feng saw that the damage of lead bullets was limited, and the other party had already approached the city, and it seemed that he was ready to shoot arrows, and it was still thrown at a forty-five degree angle, Zhang Feng's face was solemn.

Even, Zhang Feng was thinking that if his musket was a rifled gun, the trajectory of the lead bullet would be stable, not only with high shooting accuracy, but also with a great increase in power.

However, because of the relationship between technology and technical level, everyone is equipped with smoothbore guns, and in the face of a large number of heavy armor soldiers, the effect is greatly reduced, and the disadvantages are revealed.

Wang Chaoyong said: "Chief soldier, what follows is a fierce battle, I hope our casualties are not too large." ”

One thousand seventeen or eight hundred soldiers, each one of them is a treasure, and every one of them is lost, not to mention Wang Chaoyong, even Zhang Feng is heartbroken.

Distance.

Amur, one of the Mongolian Eight Banner Banner Owners and the Banner Owner of the Red Banner, saw this scene, his face was happy, and the two Meler Ezhen behind Almu glanced at each other, and then laughed.

Whether it is the Eight Banners of the Manchu Dynasty, or the Eight Banners of the Mongolian Dynasty or the Eight Banners of the Han Army, in addition to the owner of each banner, there is also the left and right Melle Ezhen, which is a deputy position.

One of them, Meler, said: "Our warriors are about to enter the city, and I didn't think that this group of Ming troops is so vulnerable. ”

Another Meler said with a smile: "Banner master, let me take the warriors up, our cavalry will rush into the city wall and wipe out all those Ming troops." ”

Almu nodded.

Seeing that Almu agreed, the Meler immediately turned over his horse with joy, drew his saber, and shouted, "Warriors, rush into the city with me and kill all the Ming army." ”

The horses neighed, the Mongol cavalry was eager to try, and in the distance, the heavy armor soldiers were already under the city, and the archers were desperately firing arrows, almost raining arrows.

The dense rain of arrows shot up the city, and the warriors were a little better, knowing how to hide tightly behind the battlements or battlements, and those who had never been on the battlefield were different.

Perhaps because of nervousness, or perhaps because the movements were not standardized at all, these young men began to suffer casualties, some were shot in the thigh, others were shot in the head by sharp arrows falling from the sky.

Zhang Feng saw all this.

Standing on the city tower, Zhang Feng happened to see a Niu Lu Ezhen through the shooting hole, which was estimated to be only sixty or seventy meters away from his position, and was completely within the effective range of the musket.

Zhang Feng also often plays with guns, often goes to the shooting range for shooting training, and the paper shell bullets that have been shot are not 1,000, but at least hundreds.

Seeing this Niu Lu Ezhen, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, Zhang Feng sneered at the corner of his mouth, took the spear of a guard next to him, checked it slightly, and then aimed at the target through the shooting hole.

"Bang!"

A gunshot sounded, successfully hit the target, and the lead bullet pierced through the cuirass of Niu Lu Ezhen, almost through the back, and this Niu Lu Ezhen fell to the ground and died of exhaustion.

Wang Chaoyong praised: "Chief soldier, good marksmanship!" ”

Zhang Feng smiled lightly and looked at the city, there were more and more heavy armor soldiers, and some of them began to set up long ladders, apparently preparing to enter the city, and those archers were also closer, estimated to be only fifty or sixty meters away from the city wall, and began to fire arrows intensively towards the city wall.

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