Chapter 92 On the city wall of the north gate of Huzhou, a large number of Yu Shengjun soldiers wearing dark blue military uniforms loaded behind the gap in the city wall, and after loading, they raised their guns and stretched out their muzzles, and then aimed at the Taiping soldiers who were carrying and pushing and pulling dirt and sand outside the city.

For a time, the city was full of gunfire, and soon there was a faint white smoke on the city, and the guns fired by ** will emit white smoke after each launch, and after a few more rounds of shooting, often the entire position is full of smoke, plus the flash and sound of the musket shooting, people who don't know saw it as if they thought they had arrived in the heavenly wonderland, and the thunder and lightning roared between the fairy fog.

Although the Linde rifle used by Yu Shengjun is far inferior to the rear-loading rifle of the era in terms of rate of fire, it also uses a carton to order bullets, and its theoretical rate of fire can also be maintained at about one minute or three minutes.

And the second battalion and the third battalion are all old units in Yu Sheng's army, especially the second battalion has been in the army for almost a year, which is for the era when it only takes half a year or even three months to train a musketeer, and a year of continuous training is enough for them to become a qualified soldier, and they only need to let them fight a few more wars, then they are the most elite line infantry in this era.

Although some of these soldiers who had been trained for a long time were still nervous, they still had no problem loading and firing their guns while standing behind the city walls.

I saw the soldiers reloading, aiming, and firing mechanically and repeatedly, even if the shells of the Taiping Army fell on the city wall from time to time, they were not moved in the slightest, which made Shi Langyi nod his head.

The Su zhì of these soldiers is not much worse than the first battalion he brought out, which shows that Shi Qingxuan, who was responsible for training these troops in Huzhou, still has the ability, no wonder the marshal let him serve as a supervisor all the time, not to mention anything else, the ability to train soldiers alone is obviously stronger than others in the army.

The soldiers of the 1st Mixed Regiment continued to shoot calmly, and the fire of more than 1,000 muskets was very terrifying, and at a distance of three or four hundred meters, it began to inflict great casualties on the Taiping soldiers who rushed through and tried to fill the moat.

And when these Taiping soldiers, driven by the leaders of the officers, continued to rush forward to a distance of one or two hundred meters at the risk of casualties.

The bullets fired by the soldiers of the Yu Shengjun had a higher hit rate, and the Taiping soldiers who rushed to the front fell almost in rows.

And when the casualties exceed a certain number, no matter what army has to collapse!

If it is an elite army, they may be able to withstand the proportion of casualties of 20% or even 30% and continue to fight, but it is obvious that in this era, let alone the Taiping army, even the Yu Shengjun army can not bear such a huge casualty ratio and continue to charge.

What's more, these Taiping soldiers who were sent out to fill the moat are obviously cannon fodder, looking at their messy clothes, old and young, and weak, you know that these soldiers cannot be regular combat troops even if they are in the Taiping Army.

So naturally, after the soldiers in front fell in rows, no matter how the Taiping officers behind them drove away, they didn't dare to continue to rush forward, but turned around and ran.

This made Lin Chengting, who was behind him, look at it and frown!

He didn't feel sorry for the casualties of the soldiers just now, and he wasn't angry at the soldiers who turned around and ran, he was angry that these soldiers ran away without completely their own mission.

These soldiers who were driven forward to fill the moat were not real Taiping soldiers, most of them were temporarily pulled in strong men, and looking at the many people in them who were stabbed in the face, you can know that many of these temporarily pulled Ding Zhuang have tried to escape and resisted.

There is a very interesting habit in the Taiping Army, that is, they like to stab the soldiers who run away and resist, and the content of the stab is often some words such as hatred of the Qing demon, and people who don't know look at these soldiers who were stabbed, and think that they have a life-and-death enmity with the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and they can't wait to eat the flesh of the Qing demon raw. But the Qing army is more interesting, they know that these Taiping soldiers who were stabbed were dissatisfied with the Taiping army and had the 'good people' of the Qing Dynasty in their hearts, so they often treated these stabbed soldiers well and even rewarded them with great rewards.

For these Ding Zhuang who were temporarily brought in, Lin Chengting didn't care about their deaths and injuries, and brought them with him for two purposes: the first was to act as cannon fodder, and they would be sent to death when necessary, such as today's action to fill the moat. The second is simpler, and that is to consume Yu Shengjun's bullets.

In these days, the musketeers did not fire too many bullets in a battle, and it was rare for them to shoot more than twenty rounds. In this way, modern musketeers do not carry too many bullets when fighting.

Exchange a strong man who came temporarily for a bullet for Yu Shengjun, no loss!

Anyway, these strong men will die after they die, so it's a big deal to send people to the surrounding area to catch a few thousand more people!

So Lin Chengting didn't care about the deaths and injuries of these strong men, what made him frown was that more than 2,000 people rushed out just now, and they didn't even rush to the moat, they were defeated and retreated because of heavy casualties.

The firepower of these demons is so sharp, this city is not easy to attack!

"Let them slow down, and then continue to charge, tell them to rush to the moat, and kill those who escape on the spot!" Lin Chengting continued with a calm face.

And after the officer who received the order went, he said to an officer next to him: "Tell me to go down and intensify the arrest, I think it won't take long for those more than 2,000 people!" ”

Filling the moat and consuming the bullets of Yu Shengjun all require a large amount of cannon fodder, and Lin Chengting will definitely not use the real soldiers under his command as cannon fodder until the last resort, so this requires more strong people.

At the head of the city, Shi Langyi looked at the corpses all over the city and nodded with satisfaction: "It's a good fight, but the brothers are also relaxed, and I'm afraid that those thieves will come up!" ”

At this time, Xu Peng'an on the side said with a puzzled face: "I think those thieves who came to fill the moat are Ding Zhuang who was temporarily pulled, right?" ”

Shi Langyi said: "It should be, otherwise Lin Chengting would be willing to drive them out and send them to death?" ”

"These thieves, one by one, have lost their conscience, driving ordinary people to death!" Xu Pengan sighed, these Taiping troops are too inauthentic to fight, not to mention holding the people to fight, and they also drove so many ordinary people into battle to die.

Shi Langyi said: "Brother Xu, don't sigh, since ancient times, there has been a thief who doesn't pull Zhuang Ding as cannon fodder!" ”

I have heard a lot about this kind of thing, and I don't think it's strange if I have seen it, although Xu Pengan and Shi Langyi will accuse the Taiping Army, but when these cannon fodder rushed over again and tried to fill the moat, they still did not hesitate to give the order to shoot.

This time, the morale of the cannon fodder of the Taiping Army was obviously even lower, and before they could get closer to three hundred meters, they broke up again.

However, this time, a group of musketeers in the Taiping army formation stepped forward and fired a volley at the retreating cannon fodder, and the fleeing cannon fodder soldiers fell in a large area.

The remaining nearly a thousand people stood helplessly in the middle of the battlefield, in front of them was Huzhou City, where they had already rushed twice, and they couldn't even get close to the moat, and it would be a dead word to continue to rush.

Behind them, however, were the Taiping soldiers, who also pointed their guns at them, and if they retreated, they would not hesitate to shoot.

Forward is death, backward is also death, they showed a desperate look and stood in the middle of the battlefield, did not step forward, did not retreat, many people even cried, complaining about the injustice of God.

At this time, Lin Chengting shook his head, it seems that these cannon fodder are no longer needed today, and it is estimated that they will not rush if they are forced to rush, but their retreat is unforgivable.

"Those who escaped will be drawn to one out of ten, so that they will have a long memory!" Lin Chengting suddenly remembered something when he was talking, and then ordered: "Well, by the way, don't use a gun, just use a sword, we don't have many gunpowder bullets, so we have to save a little!" ”

Then Shi Langyi saw a very spectacular scene at the head of the city, only to see that the more than 1,000 strong cannon fodder who fled back were escorted to the front of the battle without the slightest resistance, all kneeling and lined up in a row of elders, and then saw a team of more than a dozen Taiping soldiers holding big knives, starting from the head of the team to the end of the team, every time they counted to the tenth, they would wave the knife in their hands, and they would cut off a person's head in an instant.

More than a dozen soldiers walked slowly among nearly a thousand cannon fodder, counting in their mouths, waving the knives in their hands from time to time, and the heads of people rolled down to the ground one after another.

During the whole process, the thousand cannon fodder were all kneeling on the ground, either numb, blind, or panicked, with feces and urine, and some of them cried and tried to make the soldiers spare their lives after they counted themselves as the tenth of them.

But strangely, none of them resisted, and they all knelt honestly, waiting for someone to cut off his head!

The dozen or so beheaded soldiers of the Taiping Army were as relaxed and comfortable as strolling through their own courtyards, trimming the branches and leaves of grass and trees with scissors.

There were even two neighboring soldiers waving their knives while chatting, one boasted that he had broken into an official's house when he had entered Guangde, and had insulted his wife and daughter in front of the official, and the other boasted that he had robbed a hundred taels of silver alone.

Shi Langyi was dumbfounded when he watched the whole process, these thieves are really ruthless, and they are not soft at all when they kill their own people!

But what made him even more puzzled was why those cannon fodder soldiers didn't resist?

Xu Peng'an, who was on the side, seemed to see Shi Langyi's incomprehension, and said: "Ants are still stealing life, not to mention people, looking at their appearance, they are drawn to kill one, most people know that they are very likely to survive, and the death is only a small part of it, why let yourself give up your life for the death of others!" ”

"But they're still going to die!" Shi Langyi knew that these cannon fodder would definitely come back to continue to fill the moat, and under the firepower of his Yu Shengjun, they had no hope of success!

Xu Pengan said something that Shi Langyi couldn't refute: "But that's also a matter for the future, even if you die tomorrow, aren't you still alive today?" ”