"Sir, please arrange the defense of the city immediately. Please open the arsenal and distribute armor and firearms," said Cao Xiu of Bingbei Road.
Cui Erjin's heart skipped a beat. He didn't know what was going on in the arsenal. Huang Yuntai was famous for scrapping the land.
"First pass the order, let the Tianjin left guard and Tianjin right guard immediately gather troops and horses to come to the rescue. Order the security guards in all streets and alleys to gather the people and go to the city to guard." Cui Erjin calmed down and made arrangements.
Everyone felt relieved and just calmed down, but they were afraid that if he got anxious, everyone below would be panicked. The situation would be out of control.
"The others and I will go take a look at the arsenal."
I don’t know what’s going on with the arsenal. It’s best to open it in front of everyone, so as not to make it unclear.
With a burst of sore teeth, the arsenal door was slowly pushed open.
"Ouch!" Everyone took a breath of air.
It was empty, not a hair on it.
Everyone felt despair, and the war started immediately. The arsenal was actually empty, but there were 3,000 bows and 300,000 armor-piercing arrows in the ledger. There are fifteen thousand spears, seven thousand waist knives, sixty-seven squatting tiger cannons, eighteen cannons, and three hundred three-eyed blunderbuss. Hundreds of tigers rush to push arrows, seventy carts. There are 1,500 sets of armor, 27,400 sets of mandarin duck war coats, and 7,000 sets of fat coats.
"Immediately recruit all the blacksmiths in the city, immediately make spear heads and equip all the strong men in the city, and prepare rolling wood and thunder stones." Governor Cui said through gritted teeth.
At this moment, he could only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.
The Tianjin Guard commander looked at the governor who was on the verge of going berserk and hesitated whether to say anything.
"If you have anything to say, just say it here," Governor Cui said angrily.
"Sir Futai, the officers and soldiers of the Tianjin Guard have not been paid their salaries since the Spring Festival, and they have been in arrears for half a year. You see, there is going to be a war soon, how much can we pay?"
The unspoken rule of the Ming Dynasty was that in addition to daily food, soldiers would only actively train after receiving military pay. If they did not receive military pay, they would sit back and do nothing. When there is a war, there must be money to fight. You won’t leave until you get it.
On the battlefield, wages are generally doubled. There are additional rewards for harvesting.
Now that there is so much unpaid salary, I'm afraid the soldiers will cause trouble if they don't pay a larger amount. After all, they have been left to fight to the death. It would be too much to not pay the money owed, because in the cold weapon era, there were huge casualties in wars. Well, there is no need to pay back wages.
"How much money is there in the treasury?" Governor Cui felt his eyes turning black.
"Sir, there are still thirteen thousand taels left," the Huke official said.
Governor Cui sighed and said: "There are three thousand people in the city, and each person is given three taels of silver. If there is no more, the governor's office will not be able to operate without any money."
There's nothing much the commander can say. It's just a small amount of money. Let's pay it out first and then talk about it. It's better than nothing.
Yang Fan looked at the closed west gate of Tianjin City at this time and nodded expressionlessly. Then he imitated the main character's small fan wave in Akira Kurosawa's movie.
Zhang Geda immediately shouted, "The attack has begun, the engineer squadron, with the shield vehicle taking the lead, move forward."
There is no moat at the west gate, only a city wall. Yang Fan ordered some of the boats at the dock to be dismantled, and wooden planks were nailed around the carriage to make a cylindrical shield to withstand arrows shot from the city wall.
The car contained fertilizer and explosives. The power of this kind of explosive can reach 60% of that of the dynamite. This power is very terrifying in front of the black fire medicine of this era.
The soldiers were ready to push under the city wall and blow it open.
As a fire cover, six Franco machine guns were loaded with shotgun shells and aimed at the city head to begin bombardment.
Since not many people came, they did not bring many heavy weapons, only the light Folan cannon.
The Fo Lang machine gun came from the sea, and it was perfect when it appeared at the Japanese pirates' place.
Six Franco cannons mounted on wheeled gun mounts were pushed forward slowly and stopped a hundred and fifty meters away from the city wall.
Boom boom boom!
Six small cannons opened fire in sequence.
The dense iron sand completely sealed the entrance to the crenels. If the defenders dared to show their heads, they would be swamped by iron sand and steel beads.
The small Folan cannon has a range of 300 meters, and the shotgun has a range of 150 meters, which are both better than bows and arrows and muskets. And the rate of fire is fast, six rounds can be fired in one minute.
This primitive breech-loaded cannon can be fired continuously as long as the gun is constantly replaced. Moreover, because of the huge opening of the rear gun barrel, it allows for front and rear ventilation and good cooling effect. Unlike the general red cannon that will heat up and ignite the propellant if it is not fired too much, the Folan cannon has excellent heat dissipation performance.
Qian Ning, a householder from the west gate, was so frightened that he crouched under the crenellations of the city wall and did not dare to move. These Folan cannons fired too fast. A few breaths of time is one shot. Just now, a few brave soldiers, with their own reward, showed up and shot the Japanese pirates on the opposite side with bows and arrows.
The result left Qian Ning dumbfounded. He saw the armor-piercing arrow hit a gunner, but it was bounced away by the Japanese armor stomach on his body.
The situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly, and before they could recover, the cannon shells from the Folang machine gun hit them all over the place. A dozen soldiers were beaten to death and placed on the crenellation. Now no matter how hard they are kicked and beaten, they will never show their heads.
Listen to the rumble of artillery under the city. Feeling the female wall she was leaning on swaying and shaking from the bombardment, Qian Ning was so frightened that her liver and gallbladder split. He is a hereditary member of a hundred households and has never been on the battlefield.
Among the three guards in Tianjin, it is common for him to be like this. The officers and soldiers in the guard station are not good at fighting, but they are very good at selling vegetables, bathing, pedicure, carpentry, and bricklayers.
Three Guards Soldiers have been doing these things for two hundred years. After all, they have to support their families in Hukou. They rarely train. Anyone who dares to fight is considered courageous.
Guards have long become no different from ordinary people, except that they have a military establishment.
Seeing the Ming army suppressing both sides of the city gate, the shield chariot began to accelerate, crossing the shallow trench with no water, and the soldiers finally pushed the heavy shield chariot into the city gate hole.
The corps commander Xiang Ming personally checked the explosives and fuses. After confirming that there were no problems, he lit the fuses, then turned around and ran away with four soldiers. After escaping thirty meters, he jumped into the dry moat trench.
According to the knowledge usually taught, open your mouth wide, cover your ears, and squat on the ground with your toes on the ground.
Yang Fan repeatedly emphasized that the engineers responsible for blasting should enter hidden areas to hide depending on the sequence of ignition. But never lie down on the ground.
Because the explosives used are so strong, there is a risk of shattering your internal organs if you lie on the ground.
In the distance, Sakurai Momo said: "Keep your eyes open. This is a rare opportunity to learn. Let's see how Yang Jun conquered the fortified city."
Before he finished speaking, a white light flashed in the distance. Then, the ground shook and the entire west gate seemed to rise several meters upward. Then, a loud noise came.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
Some people who were close were even so shaken that they fell to the ground.
The earth, wood, sand and stones rose up, and the entire city gate jumped again, then fell apart and turned into countless fragments, flying all over the sky.
The pirates and members of the cult were dumbfounded. The power of this explosion refreshed their understanding. It was the first time they saw such powerful gunpowder.
When the smoke dissipated, the entire west gate ceased to exist and turned into a field of rubble. The vertical city walls collapsed into slopes on both sides.
Yang Fan took off the protective device on his ears and felt that his ears were still buzzing. It seemed that he would have to stay farther away next time. This kind of blasting is too damaging to the ears.
"Let's go into the city. The soldiers in this area have been shocked and can't stand up."
