Disheveled!

With a loud bang, an iron bolt hit the muzzle of a six-pounder cannon at the head of the city, cutting off half of the barrel of the six-pounder cannon, making an earth-shattering crashing sound, and the remaining barrels and shelves of the six-pounder cannon flew up, killing two soldiers hiding in the city......

There was a scream on the head of the city, many auxiliaries did not dare to lie on the side of the city wall, they jumped up and ran around, although the Tatar slaves only had six cannons, but the blow to the momentum of the defenders was huge, Zhang Quan was disgraced with a helmet and Tan Yinghua hid behind a stone wall, Tan Yinghua snorted a few times, spit out the sand and stones that flew into his mouth, and complained to Zhang Quan: "Didn't you Lushun start with firearms, why don't you make this kind of cannon?" ”

Zhang Quan was stunned for a while and said, "My lord said, this kind of artillery is too bulky and powerful, and it is useless to build it." ”

Tan Yinghua snorted: "Little power? You Lord Yang definitely didn't expect to have today. ”

Zhang Quan just wanted to refute, boom!

There was another loud bang, and half of a running soldier's body was torn apart in an instant, and the blood wrapped in iron was still jumping.

"My grass tartar's grandmother!" Zhang Quan was furious.

After the iron hit the corner of the wall and stopped, the Tarslav side finally fell silent, obviously, these cannons had been fired three or four rounds, and the barrels needed to be dispersed. Zhang Quan jumped up, Tan Yinghua also got up with the support of the guards, the tragic situation at the head of the city stunned them, the countdown was a mess, and many instruments piled up at the head of the city were scattered everywhere by the iron. Countless heavy auxiliaries ran forward and backward, carrying away the soldiers who had not yet lost their breath, and the screams were everywhere.

"Go to the city!" Zhang Quan said to the herald behind him. Soon, a rapid suona sounded at the head of the city, and the soldiers of the Liaodong battalion and the arquebus battalion ran out of their bunkers and lined up at the head of the city.

The guerrilla battalion soldiers had strict discipline, and although they were attacked by artillery, their morale was quickly restored, and the Dongjiang and Guanglu soldiers were much worse. In particular, when Tan Yinghua heard that only seven people had been killed in these rounds of artillery and more than 20 people had been injured, he couldn't cry or laugh, looking at the panicked expressions of the soldiers. No one doubts that when the next round of artillery comes back, they will collapse immediately.

Zhang Quan frowned and looked at the movements of the Tarnus, he had often heard adults say that the Tartars would not give up the cavalry that they had started on, but now the Tartars had begun to take the initiative to use this powerful artillery. Does that mean that the battle of the Thunder Brigade will be more and more difficult in the future?

Zhang Quan's concerns are not unfounded. The Thunder Brigade has always liked to form a dense formation when attacking, and if it is bombarded with this kind of cannon for a few rounds, any formation will collapse, and the firecrackers without dense formations are not the opponents of those Tatar vests. Moreover, the Tatar slaves actually used shotguns this time, if they were to make a light shotgun like a six-pounder cannon, Zhang Quan shuddered when he thought of this......

"No, I can't. You have to report this discovery to the adults as soon as possible, and the adults will definitely have a way to solve it," Zhang Quan muttered

"You're dead to this heart!" Tan Yinghua, who had been paying attention to him, interrupted his self-talk. Zhang Quan looked at his fingers, the city was densely surrounded on all sides, not to mention going out of the city to report the news, even the birds couldn't fly out.

Zhang Quan sneered: "So what? No matter how many rounds of artillery are fired, if you want to capture the Iron Mountain Chieftain, you have to fill it with human lives after all, let's see who can't survive first. ”

Tan Yinghua looked into the distance, the city was wafting with strong gunsmoke and blood, at this moment, there was a continuous sound of horns in the distance, and the Tatar infantry moved slowly, it seemed that they were ready to attack the city!

"How?" Tan Yinghua's heart trembled when he saw the dense crowd on the horizon pressing over.

Zhang Quan thought for a while and said: "Lord Tan arranged for the generals to guard the four gates, all the firecrackers gathered for me to command, and the pikemen as a reserve, where they can't stand it, they will support it, let's pretend to resist for half a day, pretend not to let go of the gap, and wait for the Tartars to go to the city, and I will lead the firecrackers to concentrate on the attack." ”

Although Tan Yinghua did not participate in the Battle of Lushun, he also knew that Yang Bo had relieved the siege of Lushun in this way, so he nodded and said, "Okay, just arrange it like this"

After saying that, he hurriedly dispatched men and organized defense.

The sound of the horn is getting closer and closer, the Tatar infantry armor is rushing towards the city like a tide, countless auxiliaries pushing shield carts, carrying ladders, carrying arrows, feathers, shields and other materials rushing, just when Tan Yinghua is arranged, the red-clothed artillery that has been silent for a long time suddenly opened fire again, these unprepared defenders suffered a big loss, although they urgently looked for cover to hide again, but this round of bombardment, more than fifty or sixty people were killed and wounded, which can be described as heavy casualties, and the morale of those soldiers is even lower, they can only be beaten and cannot fight back, which makes these people extremely depressed.

"I'm not done yet!" Tan Yinghua looked embarrassed, just now, an iron bolt passed through him less than ten steps away, beating a personal guard who had no time to dodge to only half of it, and scared him into a cold sweat.

Zhang Quan frowned, adults often say that the Tatars are a tribe that is very good at learning in battle, before he thought that he could beat the Tatars to the ground by copying the defensive mode of the Battle of Arthur, but now it seems that it is not so simple.

Sure enough, Zhang Quan soon discovered the abnormality of the Tartar slaves, a group of thinly dressed slaves marched with wooden shields mixed with the infantry armor, it seems that the slave chieftain planned to use these slaves to consume all kinds of defensive equipment of the Iron Mountain defenders!

Zhang Quan and Tan Yinghua don't have the mercy of Yang Bo, whether it is the Koreans or the Liaodong refugees, as long as they attack the enemy, they will not hesitate to shoot and slaughter them, but the problem is that if the slave chieftain sends these slaves to attack the city day and night, the fire guns and artillery will soon be dumb because the ammunition is exhausted, and in the end they can only fight hand-to-hand with the Tatar slave elite who are besieging the city, which is exactly the result that the slave chief wants, and the 3,000 Ming army can hold out for a few days under the constant consumption of the Tatar slaves day and night?

Although Zhang Quan understood the other party's arrangement, he had nothing to do, the Tartar slaves were already approaching the distance of the artillery strike, and the gunners were standing solemnly at the head of the city, they stared at the Tartar slaves rolling in under the city, while listening to the observation hand report the distance. After sorting, all the six-pounder guns were loaded with shotguns, and the gunners had no worries. They held their breath and were ready to give the Tarslavs a hard blow.

Loud drums rang out from below, and the Tartars, who seemed to know that they had entered the artillery coverage of the Ming army, hid behind the shield carts and walked slowly, while the disheveled slaves lined up in formation, holding their wooden shields aloft, under the threat of the wolf-like white Tooth Ladus behind them. Stumbling over.

Zhang Quan raised his hand with some hesitation, these old and weak archers mixed with many Tartars, if they were allowed to swagger close to the city. It was a great threat to the Ming army defending the city.

"Steady! Steady! ”

Some of the officers of the artillery team ran forward and backward, commanding the gunners. While turning his head frequently, waiting for the ignition signal.

"Fire!"

Zhang Quan no longer hesitated, he couldn't think too much at this time. Between offense and defense, sometimes it's just a fight for momentum. If he didn't fire because of the saving of ammunition, he would lose the momentum first, thinking of this, he slashed his hand down!

When the officers saw the red flag rolling, they immediately shouted: "Ignition, ignition!" ”

At the same time, the city was filled with smoke, and the twelve six-pounder guns arranged on the front were all hissing and blazing, except for three that had been damaged.

The officers shouted hoarsely before they fell. There was a sudden loud bang at the head of the city, and the whole city seemed to tremble. A large puff of gunpowder smoke rose violently, and countless screaming iron spewed out of the cannon chamber and rushed towards the black-pressed crowd.

The strikers who entered the range were like being blown by a strong wind, many people were beaten upside down and flew out, blood sprayed wildly from the big holes in their bodies, a shield cart was splashed with sawdust by countless irons, and one fell to the ground, and many people who were still alive rushed out with rolling and crawling, and blood flowed all over the ground under the shield cart, and screams were everywhere.

Many of the slaves with wooden shields were frightened by the terrifying overlay of the artillery, they screamed, dropped their wooden shields and fled, but what awaited them was the relentless rain of arrows from the armours behind them......

The horn of the Tatar slaves sounded again, and the infantry armor that had escaped the first round of blows of the Ming army shouted slogans again, pushing the shield cart to approach in unison, and a group of slaves were driven up again to attract the artillery fire of the Ming army.

Soon, the second round of strikes of the Ming army came as scheduled, before they went to war, someone explained the firing rules of the Ming army's artillery, the interval between the artillery of the Ming army was very short, about thirty breaths can be fired again, after three or four rounds there will be a longer pause for heat dissipation time, generally need a small half an hour to cool down, the winter will be shorter, and then fire again, and so on, so today's battle in the city they must take advantage of the artillery interval to quickly approach the city wall, as for how to fight with the Ming army's gunners, they don't have time to think about it now, Let's get past that wall of ice alive first.

Seeing the dense iron quickly harvesting the lives of the opposing soldiers, there was a jubilant sound in the city, and even many Dongjiang soldiers plucked up the courage to pick up the battlements to observe the results, and some dared to roar and demonstrate loudly towards the city, venting their hatred.

In the guerrilla battalion, this kind of unauthorized detachment from the team is to kill the head, but these military disciplines are not good to use on friendly troops, Zhang Quan has no time to care about these things, he uses a clairvoyant mirror to observe the results of the battle, but he was soon depressed to find that the corpses that fell under the city were mostly left by the slaves who were forced to attack the city, and the Tartars' infantry armor had few casualties, which made him feel a little heavy.

Zhang Quan didn't know that Yue Tuo, the slave chief stationed in Xiuyan, had quietly arrived at Haoge's big tent, unlike Haoge, who was impatient by nature, Yue Tuo had suffered a big loss from the guerrilla battalion under Lushun City, and was much more cautious about Yang Bo's Ming army, he summoned many soldiers who had participated in the battle of Lushun, and even Azig's Zhengbai Qiqi Ding came to inquire, after coming to Tieshan, Yue Tuo persuaded Haoge, in view of the weakness of the Tieshan defenders, set several siege countermeasures, as long as they adhere to the general principle of siege and consumption, the firearms of the Tieshan defenders are fierce, and it didn't bounce for a few days.

Just when the six-pounder cannon at the head of the city stopped, and the defenders at the head of the city sorted out the city defense equipment, the six Hongyi cannons of the Tartars suddenly opened fire again, which brought many casualties to the defenders.

By the time the defenders had hurriedly regrouped, the Tartars under the city had approached within a hundred paces and stopped under the ice wall.

"Fire Gun hands on the city!"

With Zhang Quan's order. Hundreds of musketeers set their flintlock pistols at the battlements, and the blackened muzzles were aimed at the shield carts and running figures under the city.

This wall of ice hindered the advance of the shield cart, and countless infantry armor appeared from under the cart. There were also many archers who ran up from behind the shield cart, they used the ice wall to dodge their bodies, this ice wall that was originally used for defense turned into an excellent cover for them, but Zhang Quan didn't care, they still had to cross the ice wall to attack the city, and when they appeared, it was time for the soldiers to exert their might.

Looking down from the city. This wall of ice is like a solid reef in the waves, and countless dense figures are blocked behind this reef, strange yes. The Tartars had no intention of crossing the ice wall, and they crouched behind it in silence, not knowing what they were waiting for.

Zhang Quan looked behind him in amazement, and sure enough. A row of shield-bearing men stumbled over again. The shields formed a moving wave, and it was clear that the armor under the ice wall was waiting for the arrival of these flesh punching bags.

Even Tan Yinghua saw that something was wrong, and he ran over and whispered: "The Tartar slaves are not cunning, driving the people to consume our artillery, what should we do, to fight or not to fight?" ”

"Hit!"

Zhang Quan looked angry, and added: "Tartar thinks it's safe to hide behind the ice wall? We still have mortars useless! ”

Nine six-pounder guns and ten mortars began to hiss and smoke with the hope of the crowd. The smell of gunpowder filled the city.

Rumble!

Countless swarthy cannon muzzles suddenly burst into large balls of fire, spraying blazing shells. Screaming towards the city, the entire city was suddenly shrouded in choking gunsmoke, and the screams under the city rang out violently.

Zhang Quan snatched Tan Yinghua's clairvoyant mirror and nervously inspected the results of the battle, this concentrated fire launch caused a huge blow to the Tartar, the long dragon composed of the shield was extremely chaotic, many people screamed and ran in all directions, and even many of the white armor who supervised the battle fell to the ground and did not dare to get up.

Zhang Quan was determined, and stuffed the clairvoyant mirror to Tan Yinghua, while issuing an order: "Concentrate the shooting again, the angle of the mortar should be finely adjusted, try to fall into the crowd behind the ice wall, hurry up!" ”

The heralds ran away, Zhang Quan hid at the battlement and watched, he had some doubts in his heart, the Tartars hiding behind the ice wall didn't seem to be too flustered, they were still very calm after being hit by ten mortar cannon shots, the chaos on the battlefield was mostly caused by those coated auxiliaries, this phenomenon made Zhang Quan vigilant, he ignored Tan Yinghua's protest and snatched the clairvoyant mirror again, he planned to pay attention to the situation on the battlefield throughout the whole process.

After a while, the city once again let out the roar of artillery salvo, Zhang Quan was shocked to see that the iron shell shells fired by the mortar guns drew perfect parabolas, and most of them fell behind the ice wall, however, before the iron shell bullets could be stabilized, several shields were thrown onto the iron shell bullets, and then two Tartars wearing three layers of iron armor pounced on them, pressing the hissing iron shell bullets under him!

Disheveled!

With a sky of flesh and blood, the iron-shelled bullet burst open, but it had no power other than beating the soldier above to the point of splattering flesh and blood, and even the soldiers a few steps away around were unharmed!

Hiss!

Zhang Quan gasped, where did the Tartars find these dead soldiers who specialize in dealing with iron-shelled bullets? Although it was a stupid method, it was obviously the right medicine, and the power of the mortar cannon that Zhang Quan had high hopes for was weakened to a minimum, and the terrifying effect of the iron-shelled bullet falling in the dense crowd could not be exerted at all!

Zhang Quan is at a loss now, the Tartars in ambush behind the ice wall are still waiting for enough meat shields to arrive, and when there are enough people, they will attack the city!

"Stop firing the artillery for the time being, push it to a safe place" In Tan Yinghua's puzzled gaze, Zhang Quan ordered.

Sure enough, the Tartars repeated their old tricks again, and the six artillery pieces bombarded again, but the Ming army was already prepared, and this time it did not cause too many casualties, and Zhang Quan did not know that there was a Hongyi cannon due to a low-level mistake under the tension of the Han army's flag gunner, and it was filled with excessive gunpowder, and the heat dissipation had not completely caused the explosion.

Without the threat of Ming artillery, the chaotic slave team finally arrived under the ice wall with fear, they were in groups of ten, carrying ladders, waiting for orders to prepare for the siege......

Zhang Quan raised his hand, and first a group of slaves holding wooden shields showed their figures, they ran to the city like frightened rabbits, and shouted to the city in unison: "Ladies and gentlemen, we are also the people of Dongjiang, please don't set fire to the military masters, they are all their own people!" ”

The musketeers were all waiting for the order to fire, but the order was delayed, and the gaps in the ice wall were crowded with people holding wooden shields, and although the distance could not stop the lead bullets of the flintlock muskets, these people still held their shields high, as if they would be much safer......

"Put!" Zhang Quan waved his hand vigorously.

There was a sound of pulling the trigger at the head of the city, followed by a continuous burst of firearms, and puffs of gunpowder rose up, and there was almost no need to aim at this distance, as long as the gun was fired, it could hit people, although most of the hits were not Tartar armor.

The first row of firecrackers retreated after shooting, the second row quickly replenished, continuous sounds, the cry in front of the ice wall continued, a lot of blood splashed on it, the ice wall was depicted strangely, while the Ming army fired a round of firearms, the ice wall screamed, countless people rushed out and rushed forward, a pair of feet without mercy stepped on the wounded who were rolling on the ground, and the auxiliaries who pushed the shield cart used their last bit of strength, pushing the heavy shield cart squeak, on the side of the shield cart, Many archers began to draw their bows and arrows, suppressing the rain of arrows at the head of the city.

Since the overlay helmet became the standard for the Thunder Brigade, the mortality rate of the musketeers has been greatly reduced, but the disability rate is still high, and the two sides have fired two rounds against each other, killing more than a dozen archers, and many Guanglu soldiers at the head of the city have been shot in the face and eyes, and fall from the city head screaming.

After more than two hours of fierce fighting, the road leading from the ice wall to the city was full of corpses, but many infantry armor had broken through the defensive line, and the auxiliaries struggled to erect ladders, and with the sound of high drums, the general attack of the Tartars began......

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