It only took Yang Feng less than half an hour to turn the entire 1,500 Eight Banners elites and their war horses into a terrifying combat power of a mountain of corpses more than five meters high, and did not stop the Qing army's subsequent follow-up attack. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Sabu Su is not stupid, no matter how powerful Yang Feng is, it is only his personal strength.

He himself is indeed invincible, but now he is not the only one, behind him is 50,000 troops, more than a million people, hundreds of miles of land, how much can he protect alone? As long as he takes back his territory and cuts off his wings, how much damage can he do to the Qing Dynasty if he is left alone?

So immediately after the Qing army came to Hangzhou.

As Gao Huai expected, the battle-hardened Sabsu immediately discovered that the corridor along the river outside the Wangjiang Gate was obviously the throat of the Ming army, and once this area was controlled, it would not only cut off the supply line of the Ming army, but also control the commanding heights such as Yuhuang Mountain. Of course, he also discovered the line of defense used by the Ming army to block this corridor, where there was originally a small river that started from a moat and was only connected to the Qiantang River at high tide, and at this time there were more things on the other side of the river that he did not recognize.

Without hesitation, Sabusu ordered to attack this line of defense first, not to mention anything else, at least to test the combat effectiveness of the Ming army.

On the river more than ten zhang wide, a whole 10,000 Qing army infantry cavalry shouted and waded through waist-high water to rush to the south bank, behind them two hundred cannons lined up, all the muzzles kept spraying flames, solid pig iron cannonballs whistling through the air, smashing pieces of flying dirt on the land on the west bank, and even occasionally Weiyuan's cannon blossoming shells exploded in the sky or on the ground, looking extremely spectacular.

But across from them, there was not a single Ming soldier in sight.

There is only a stretch of barbed wire with a depth of about 30 zhang, starting from the Qiantang River, a thick wooden stake smashed into the soil, between the stakes is a spiked wire, crisscrossed as dense as a spider's web, this wire array is so vast that it has been connected to the outside of Hangzhou, and then surrounds the entire city of Hangzhou.

Behind the barbed wire array, there is still no Ming army in sight, only a winding ridge, between the ridges, you can sometimes see an arc-shaped earthen wall, there is a gap in the middle of the earthen wall, but you can see the muzzle of a small cannon.

What exactly do they want to do?

Sabusu, who had never seen the trench warfare system, was at a loss.

And the Ming army has not fired so far, it stands to reason that it is common sense to hit the upper reaches of the river, taking advantage of the Qing army to cross the river and continue to attack with a row of guns, those Qing troops who have no shelter in the water can only wait for bullets, but what is the Ming army doing? He even saw that the first Qing soldiers had set foot on the south bank, and there was still no fire on the other side, let alone muskets, not even the cannons.

In this strange atmosphere, groups of Qing troops landed on the south bank.

The Ming army still did not fire.

"What's the hurry? Put it in front of the barbed wire! ”

Behind a curved earthen wall, Chen Tai, commander of the 1st Infantry Brigade, said.

In the trenches on either side of him, there were soldiers who were waiting for battle, and the muzzles of thousands of rifles in their hands were firmly aimed at the Qing troops who were less than fifty zhang away from each other, and among these soldiers was a cannon full of loose bullets, and the muzzle of the guns was also aimed at the Qing troops who had already entered the firing range.

"Twenty zhang of mudflats, twenty zhang of river surface, plus twenty zhang of mudflats, the remaining fire area of at least eighty zhang, adding up to one hundred and forty zhang, these Tartars are estimated to run for five minutes, our soldiers can shoot at least 50,000 bullets, if they hesitate a little longer, it is no problem to shoot 70,000 bullets, the cannon will shoot almost 300 shells, and there is a one-tenth hit rate, it is estimated that they can almost be killed."

The chief of staff beside him held a small abacus and calculated carefully.

The Qing army had no idea that their opponents were already counting the ammunition they needed to kill.

After completing the crossing without any resistance, including the 2,000 Eight Banners and the 8,000 Green Battalion, all the Qing troops crowded on the narrow river beach, trampling on the knee-deep mud under their feet, holding muskets and arrows, spears and broadswords, carefully approaching the wire array, and soon their forwards began to swing their knives to cut those barbed wires, but this work was not easy, the wires that were suspended in the air and were not really tightened were difficult to cut, so the Qing army was soon blocked.

The Qing soldiers in front struggled to cut down this obstacle, and the Qing troops behind gathered more and more, and soon they were densely packed like garbage patches on the beach.

That's when ......

"Fire!"

Chen Tai brandished his saber and roared.

Next to him, the tail of a nine-pound cannon stuffed with scattered bullets, the gunner immediately ignited, the muzzle flame erupted in the blink of an eye, and the dense lead scattered bullets suddenly hit the Qing army, and then it was like a volcanic eruption, all the cannons that had been on standby for a long time roared almost at the same time, and those Ming soldiers also pulled the trigger one after another, and at this moment, the Qing troops who were densely packed in front of the barbed wire were densely arranged, as if they were swept by Yang Dashuai's meteor hammer, and almost all of them fell in the flesh and blood.

"Rush forward!"

A Green Battalion commander screamed in horror.

Rush? How to rush? The wire array in front of you is in the way!

The chaotic Qing army was crowded on the river beach, some wanted to rush forward, some wanted to push back, and you were squeezing and wasting their precious time, while opposite them, those Ming soldiers hidden in the trenches were completing their loading at a breakneck speed of twenty seconds.

Just when the Ming army was loading, those heroic Qing soldiers were still stepping on the corpses of their companions, cutting those barbed wires like crazy, but the problem was that there were too many of them, crisscrossing like spider webs, cutting off the outside and the inside. And they didn't have time, just over twenty seconds later, the Ming army's rifle was the first to complete loading, and then the dense gunfire rang out again, and before the gunfire was over, the cannon that had also completed loading also roared again.

Countless Qing troops fell.

At this time, no one could hold out any longer, and everyone, including the general soldier, screamed in horror and hurriedly retreated to the shore, preparing to cross the river and return to the opposite bank.

But at this moment, the third round of gunfire of the Ming army rang out.

"Hurry up, fire fire!"

Sabu Su on the north shore watched this scene and shouted with blood-red eyes.

The gunners beside him were busy in vain, reloading their ancient cannons, bulk black powder, solid shells of pig iron, but their efforts were almost meaningless, how could solid shells hit targets in the trenches? Although the Qing army concentrated a full 200 cannons to bombard the Ming army's defense line, it could not cause the slightest impact on the Ming army, they could not even hit even a single Ming soldier, they could only watch the Qing soldiers crowded on the south bank, fall one by one in the Ming army's round of fire, and only a few minutes later, the dead bodies were piled up on the riverbank.

The remaining Qing troops turned around in horror and ran back.

But at this time, this narrow river has become a moat that they can never cross, and the silt of the river beach, the dense aquatic grass, and the waist-deep river water, like countless vicious hands, pull their bodies to slow them down. Behind them, the Ming soldiers lying in the trenches were loading their bullets as fast as they could, and then easily aimed and shot like a target, constantly shooting the Qing army fifty feet away. In the roar of the cannons, in the chaotic gunfire, on the river bank, in the reeds full of lotuses, and in the river water crowded with soldiers, the Qing army kept falling one by one, and the blood-stained river water was densely packed with dead bodies floating.

It's their hell.

"Cold weapons still want to break through the trench barbed wire? It's a joke! ”

On the tower of Wangjiangmen, Yang Dashuai sat on a Taishi chair, looked at the Qing soldiers who were being shot like dogs not far away, and said.

The end of this 10,000 Qing army is already doomed, they rely on the Ming army's defense line too close, if they want to escape the firepower of this defense line, not only have to wade through the small river, but also have to continue to run backwards for hundreds of zhang.

What's more, he's more than that.

"Send a signal, let the fleet come!"

Then he said.

The flag-bearer next to him immediately waved the flag, and a beacon fire quickly ignited on Wu Mountain behind.

"Where's the Thief Army?"

Sabusu suddenly asked subconsciously.

"I didn't see it, the mouth of the Qiantang River is shallow, and their big ships can't get in."

A general soldier beside him said.

"What about their river warships? They can all drive along the canal into Yangzhou, can't they drive into the Qiantang River? What's more, can't the estuary channel come in at high tide? ”

Sabu Su said in a stern tone.

"Retreat, retreat immediately, at least two miles away from the riverbank!"

Then he shouted.

"Dashuai, that ......"

The general soldier looked at the battlefield and hesitated and said.

However, as soon as he finished saying this, a white sail suddenly appeared on the river upstream, and then dozens of battleships descending down the river appeared in everyone's field of vision, and of course, the rows of open gun doors on the side of the side.

Well, nothing more to say now!

All the Qing troops near the river bank immediately blew up their nests, one by one in horror and fled as fast as possible, those cannons that were still shelling the positions of the Ming army, and then turned the muzzle of the guns, and aimed at the river, but before they entered their range, the cannons on the Ming warships in front of them sprayed flames, and one by one the flowering shells exploded in the Qing army in an instant, which aggravated the chaos of the Qing army, and even some people had begun to abandon their weapons, and even the tragedy of trampling on each other began to appear.

"Garbage is garbage!"

Yang Dashuai sat on the city tower and said disdainfully.