Chapter 226 creates flaws to lure the enemy deeper

"Your Excellency is really moving!" Yin Sheng and Duobao both knew how many swarms of bees had been placed on that city wall, and now the adults actually sent someone to send an order to transport all the swarms of bees up, which shows that the Tartars are really playing with their lives this time, and the adults must have felt the pressure, so they strengthened the deployment in this regard.

"Chief, you're not going, are you!?" Duobao is a little worried that his head is stupid again, and it is happy to follow the head to do things, even sometimes, it may not be too exciting, he estimates that if there is something unexpected on the battlefield in the future, half of the time may be killed in battle, and the other half may be played to death by his own leader.

"Where are you going, don't you see that there are so many people in the camp? They didn't move, so we were in a hurry! ”

In the big camp, Yu Feng left two thousand households and more than 2,000 people as reserves, these people, until the most critical moment, Yu Feng is definitely not going to use it, in Yin Sheng's opinion, since the adults have left so many people here, naturally there is no need to worry about the battle situation, otherwise, the adults will not pull all the people to the city.

The men of the craftsman's camp moved very quickly, as if they had practiced countless times, and the carriage was pulled out, and a swarm of bees that had already been filled was carefully placed on the carriage, and then, one by one, the carriage ran over the loess stone road, and disappeared from the dust.

At the head of the city, the stones and fire bombs projected from the outside have gradually become scarce, and those catapults were made in a hurry after all, and the quality is still somewhat unsatisfactory, with dozens of rounds at most and a dozen rounds at the least, and one by one they died down, completed their mission, and withdrew from the battlefield at the end of their lives.

They have indeed fulfilled their historical mission, and they have already set fire to the streets and houses that should be set on fire, and the soldiers who can't hit them, if they continue to shoot, they still can't hit them. In the attack of the catapults, apart from some losses that could not be avoided, the casualties of the defenders were minimal.

However, at this time, the withdrawal of these catapults no longer affected the battle situation, because the bed crossbows, which had already been ready to go, began to take over the task of catapults. Outside the Tartar camp, soldiers pushed these big things as close to the city wall as possible, and then twisted the leather machine spring and shot the big "wooden arrows" towards the city wall.

They don't need to aim at all, the bed crossbow has no angle of fire, as long as you don't deliberately aim at the ground in front of you, and aim the "wooden arrow" that you put on it in the general direction, then, eight times out of ten. Nine of these large wooden arrows will shoot at the city walls, and burrow firmly into the bricks. Moreover, the city walls of Pyongyang City are obviously much worse than the level of those city walls on the Guanning Defense Line, and it is estimated that when the North Koreans built this Pyongyang City, they were reluctant to soak glutinous rice in juice to make such a bloody cost, a distance of several hundred steps, for these bed crossbows, it is enough to insert these wooden arrows into the city wall.

"The Tartars are up!" On the city wall, the whistle sounded one after another, and the soldiers hiding at the base of the wall turned over and ran towards the city, and from time to time they could feel a shock under their feet, which was the vibration of the crossbow shot at the city wall.

The first group is the Houjin Tartars, and maybe there are some Mongol Tartars among them, but this is not important, the important thing is that behind this Tartar, there is also a wave of guys with muskets, which are Korean musketeers who surrendered to the Tartars, and behind the musketeers, there is a stream of Tartars, this group of Tartars is not so much a siege as a battle, they are firmly behind these Korean musketeers, keeping a short distance.

For the "arrow ladder" inserted in the city wall, the soldiers at the head of the city divided some people and tried to use the ten thousand enemies brought on the city wall to ignite them, but for these large tree trunks that were deliberately soaked in water, the effect of the ten thousand enemies was obviously not very obvious, except for the occasional hanging on the wooden arrow and continuing to burn, igniting it, the others have leaked down from the gap of the arrow ladder, and did not have the effect of ignition.

The muskets in the hands of the Korean musketeers under the city began to ring, and at this distance, even the improved muskets of the Fengzi battalion may not be able to reach the other party, let alone the old-fashioned muskets with a range that are inferior to the improved muskets. It is not so much that these North Korean musketeers are fighting, but that they are emboldening themselves, and at this distance, they can't even hit birds.

The Tartar soldiers crossed the moat, and the hideous faces on their faces, the soldiers on the city could also see a general outline, and the soldiers on the city had been looking forward to it, what these Tartar soldiers had been worried about, finally happened. Not many people could hear the subtle sound of gunpowder firing hidden in the gunfire, but in an instant, a black mist seemed to suddenly rise from the city, but most people could see it clearly.

A swarm of bees finally spoke.

For the Tartars, who were already close to the bottom of the city wall and began to climb up the arrow ladder, this terrifying rain of arrows falling from the sky had no effect on them, just like the catapults on their side, even if they could fire, they would not fire them towards the place where the two armies would immediately start a melee near the city wall. The defenders' arrows were fired forward, and none of them would ever land on their heads.

Unfortunate is those who have not crossed the moat of the Korean musketeers and the Tartars who are supervising the battle behind, this wave of arrow rain, except for a small part of the fall into the moat, most of them are suffered, although their front, has been very sparse, but, this arrow rain, and the last arrow rain attack, both in density and range, are a lot larger, such a result, resulting in their casualties, no less than the original North Korean people who filled the river.

"Two thousand more!" Dorgon stood under the banner of the hunt and gave a cold order, his face unfazed.

If he couldn't take the wall this time, it would be futile for him to try again. He knew this very well in his heart.

The north gate wall was his main attack, and the east wall, he handed over to Bordeaux to be in charge, and at the moment, it seemed that he had found the wrong breakthrough. However, no matter what, at this moment, the arrow is on the line, and he has no choice but to stop it, and he must immediately send someone up to let the attack continue, instead of watching the soldiers at the front attack the city wall and become a lone army because of the lack of backup, and finally be surrounded and annihilated by the defenders.

"It works well!" Yu Feng looked at the front, the blank area that was obviously formed because of the swarm of shooting, even if the rear team of the Tartars could come up in time, this wave of attacks also showed a huge flaw, and on the battlefield, such a flaw was enough to determine the outcome of a battle.

The flag-bearer next to him waved the signal flag in his hand and waved a few flags. As soon as this flag came out, the soldiers who were busy at the head of the city immediately followed the orders of their generals, set fire to all the 10,000 enemies on the city wall that had just been brought up, and threw them to the city, and then ran towards the city without looking at them, regardless of whether the next moment or not, those Tartars who were not burned by the 10,000 enemies would take this opportunity to climb up to the city.

A tartar, with a long knife in his mouth, put his hands on the city wall, and with a strong arm, his whole body rubbed against it, and jumped into the battlement of the city wall.

The expected attack did not come, which made him a little overjoyed, and he quickly glanced around vigilantly, and indeed did not see the shadow of the defenders, and his heart suddenly thumped with excitement.

The prince has promised, the first person to attack Pyongyang, but he will be rewarded with two prospects and fifty clothed minions! It seems that this time I am going to be developed.

"Olizhuang, Fuqun! Hurry up, these cowards have run! His ecstatic voice echoed everywhere in the city: "Let's go into the city and have a good time!" ”

One, two, five, ten, more and more Tartar soldiers climbed up the ladder of arrows, and when they reached the city, they met no resistance, and in their opinion, the city was broken.

An officer who looked like a leader finally showed his crooked face in armor from the top of the city, and he couldn't suppress his excitement when he saw this.

"All the men followed me, and took the gates of the city, and let the army in!"

With the command of the officer, it is different, these soldiers suddenly have a goal, one by one blushing, holding their respective blades, and running towards the city, the city is like this, is it rare that there are still people guarding the city gate? This time the credit is very earned.

"The first row, lift, the second row prepares, the third row loads! Round shooting! ”

"Put!"

An unfamiliar command came from the ears of these Tartar soldiers, and before these people could react to what was going on, they were still running towards the city gate at a rapid pace, and they only heard a loud roar, and then, as if cutting wheat, the people in front of them were suddenly cut off a piece by the brush.

Coming down from the city wall to the open space of the city gate, there were more than a hundred musketeers holding muskets, and the muzzles were still smoking, forming an ellipse slightly, firmly surrounding these Tartar soldiers, and what made these Tartar soldiers even more unable to muster the usual courage was that this ellipse was still three-tiered, and the musketeers who had let go of their guns in front quickly dragged the muskets and retreated to the back after harvesting the lives of dozens of their comrades, and the muzzles of the musketeers in the second row had been exposed from behind their companions.

"Put!"

There was another earth-shattering roar, and this time, apart from a few quick-legged Tartars, who had already entered the corner of the staircase at the head of the city, and hid their figures, there were no more people standing in the clearing. And on the city walls, there was a steady stream of Tartars, who were climbing up the ladder of arrows, rushing towards the muzzles of the musketeers.