At that time, a shotgun cost 3 taels of silver to make, and a fine shot cost only 5 taels of silver. The three-eyed gun is cheaper, only 7 gold. The Ming Dynasty equipped a large number of three-eyed blunderbuss because of financial difficulties and military corruption. In order to keep more money, generals bribed civilian officials in order to get promoted.
Seeing that he could not get in, He Kui was very angry when he heard the voices in front of him that the Japanese from the religious group had penetrated very deep.
"Damn it, take down these two watchtowers for me. Move the shield array forward, shoot at them with flintlocks, get closer and kill them with grenades." He Kui gritted his teeth and said.
Since landing at Dagukou, his battalion has been at the vanguard. In his opinion, it means that the master values him and cultivates him.
Because he is the master's domestic servant, and one of the first batch of old servants. He was one of the eight great servants at that time, second only to Mo Zhuo, Zhang Luda, and Lu Dan. He is a person in the second echelon of qualifications.
And after this battle, Li Huaishu will be transferred to the Vladivostok colony to be the military and civilian general manager. He took over the pirate group. The master's human resources department has already talked to him in advance.
Li Huaishu was promoted by his master because of his strong ability, but due to his seniority, he should be able to take charge of his own affairs.
Now, dozens of elites who dared to charge and fight were beaten to death in just one encounter. It was a slap in his face.
Immediately, a soldier from one general banner held up a shield to cover fifty musketeers from another general banner, approaching the watchtower on the left. At the same time, there was another squadron, also approaching another watchtower.
A large number of musketeers on the tower immediately began shooting fiercely. They actually used the three-stage strike tactic, which was a typical tactic of the Frankies.
"The Beauty of the Sun and the Moon"
"Damn it, these bastards are not servants, they are fucking soldiers from the Ningyuan Firearms Battalion." Qian Xiaolong, who was out of breath from the heavy lead bullets, cursed loudly.
Countless lead bullets hit the shield, causing sparks to fly and making the arm holding the shield numb.
But as to why there are regular soldiers from the firearms battalion of one hundred households on each of the two watchtowers here, they cannot know.
This is an issue that the master needs to consider.
All they can do is kill them and avenge their robes.
The logic of the pirates is very simple, blood for blood, tooth for tooth.
Their favorite method was to hang them and hang them on the mast to dry.
This is the Ming Dynasty, not a ship, there is no mast.
Then a wooden pole will do, or hanging on a tree is also acceptable.
Li Hui watched the pirates downstairs advance little by little, and his heart sank.
He is a regular army member of the 8th Battalion of the Ningyuan Firearms Battalion.
There are several direct subordinates of Yuan Chonghuan in Ningyuan City.
There are eight battalions of cavalry, more than 4,000 people.
There are eight battalions of musketeers, more than 4,000 people.
There are four battalions of carriage soldiers, more than 2,500 people, equipped with 500 sidecars.
There are three artillery battalions, more than 1,500 people, each battalion is equipped with twelve red cannons. The remaining two battalions are equipped with heavy Franco machine guns and propeller guns.
There are twenty infantry battalions, with about ten thousand people, mainly cold weapons.
In addition, there are 14 military battalions. They are: Taiping Camp, Guili Camp, Yanwu Camp, Yongan Camp, Juman Camp, Wangdun Camp, Dayang Camp, Zhendan Camp, Dafu Camp, Tongling Camp, Brave Camp, Sandou Camp, Pingding Camp, Long Pingying.
These fourteen battalions are not in the city, but are densely distributed in the surrounding forts, and are mainly responsible for farming. In fact, it is the garrison soldiers under the camp establishment. The so-called Yuandudu proposed that Liao soldiers should be used to guard Liao soil and Liao soil to support Liao people.
As for the garrisons in Jinzhou, Dalinghe, Songshan, and Tashan, they were all under his control.
The entire Eighth Battalion of the Firearms Battalion, with 500 officers and soldiers, was stationed at Li Mansion.
They entered Li Mansion secretly.
Hidden here as servants, those who fought with the cult just now are the real servants, and these Ningyuan regular troops are hidden in these towers.
The two watchtowers at the back each have a hundred households. There are three hundred households stationed in the big watchtower in front.
These are all things that Yang Fan cannot detect. Because they were secretly mobilized by Yuandu Du.
From the Donglin Party's point of view, they secretly ordered Yuan Chonghuan to mobilize a battalion of Rumi musketeers to station here, which was foolproof enough.
After all, this is the treasury of the Donglin Party in the imperial capital. For such a large bureaucratic group, the funds that need to be transferred every day are staggering. There must be no losses in this treasury. Otherwise, if the money is gone, no major actions can be taken. . Nothing can be done without money.
In addition to the thousand servants under the command of the Li family in the mansion, there are also more than a thousand clerks hidden in the streets and shops. They are all criminal thieves and gangsters. Later it was collected.
There are thousands of farmers in the countryside who enjoy low land rents. They are also organized in Baojia and have the obligation to protect their families.
Li Hui is over 50 years old. He is a veteran and has been fighting Jiannu for more than ten years.
At this time, he squinted his eyes and watched the turtle shield array approaching below.
The armor of these people looked like Japanese style. Li Hui thought in doubt that if they were really Japanese pirates, they would be in trouble.
Japanese pirates are not easy to mess with. He was only fifteen years old when he went to aid Korea. Forty years have passed in the past.
He was originally very satisfied with their eighth battalion being able to come here. There were no slaves here. In addition to full pay, the Li family also provided subsidies, and they usually had a lot of food and wine. He was also satisfied with the maid in the mansion who warmed his bed.
Zhangjiawan Town is also a land and water dock, and its prosperity far exceeds that of Tongzhou County.
In the brothels on the street, the girls are more lively than the last. Whether you want rice-based rice from Shaanxi or Yangzhou in the south of the Yangtze River, as long as you have money, you can get it anywhere.
Gambling houses are also everywhere, restaurants, bathhouses, and teahouses line up in rows. It's really a place to enjoy. There is no need to fight yet. They say that at the Tomb of Heroes in Wenrou Township, he is a little tired of fighting and just wants to hang out here.
Last year, Jian Nu came and many brothers died in the battle of Ningjin.
But now, he felt that coming here was not a good thing.
These Japanese pirates were well-trained. They raised their shields and wrapped nearly a hundred people like an upside-down egg. He was also wearing fine armor, so he knew he was a powerful enemy. Maybe the medicine will be given here today.
There are so many people outside the wall.
He didn't know what material these shining silver shields were made of. Li Hui was sure it was definitely not steel, because such a big shield could never be lifted with one hand for such a long time.
"Hit me, don't panic, shoot three times in a row." Li Hui scolded the men.
His men have been in Ningyuan for more than ten years and are all veterans of many battles.
But seeing the lead bullets hitting those aluminum alloy shields, which had no effect except shooting out a string of sparks, I began to panic.
Finally, the turtle shield formation below came within thirty meters.
There were also frightened shouts and screams from another watchtower in the distance. It was obvious that this kind of turtle was getting really close there too.
Li Hui's heart sank, and an unpleasant feeling came over him.
Fifty nine-shot guns protruded from the gaps in the shield. From upstairs, it looked like a turtle's shell suddenly covered with spikes. It's ferocious and ugly, making the hair stand on end of those who look at it.
Qian Xiaolong sneered, "Son of a bitch, it's my turn to fire this time. You're all here, pay attention to me, fire three rounds quickly, prepare, fire."
Bang bang bang!
A puff of smoke rose from the turtle's shell. The fire flickered. One hundred and fifty rounds of lead bullets flew out.
At this time, the shooting port of the watchtower was one foot square, which was not too small.
Firearms of this era were bulky and cumbersome, and the muzzles were too small to be easy to operate. The shooting port of the capital's archery tower is one meter square.
At this time, dense fire gate bullets were hitting the shooting port like a storm.
Most of them are struck on the green bricks and the outward inclined wall of the nozzle.
However, at least forty or fifty rounds of lead bullets were fired from the shooting port.
Suddenly, there was a scream in the tower, and a group of musketeers who were preparing to shoot were knocked to the ground. Blood flew, proximal fractures were broken, the armor was pierced, and the fallen soldiers howled in pain.
Yang Fan's Huomen gun was filled with lead bullets every two rounds, and a steel ball bullet was placed in the third round.
It is mainly used to break armor. At this moment, although these regular soldiers are wearing heavy cloth-covered cotton armor, they are all hunched over and aiming with their faces close to the perforation. Because the Rumi gun is particularly long, you have to squint your eyes to aim.
The Ming Dynasty's armor did not have a visor. If an ordinary lead bullet hit the face, it would directly penetrate the head. If hit on the body, steel ball bullets will also penetrate cotton armor.
"Come up, hurry, they are in chaos."
Qian Xiaolong shouted loudly, taking advantage of the other party's confusion to rush forward.
The space in the watchtower was small and there was no room for support. Suddenly, there was a heavy blow, and the people were crowded inside.
"Don't mess up. Drag the one who was shot down and prepare for the second round of shooting. Quick, don't mess up." Li Hui shouted at the top of his lungs.
It's a pity that it is of no use. Although the soldiers of Guan Ning's army are among the best in the Daming camp, their strength and combat effectiveness are the best, but they are only at this level.
Some found places to hide to prevent being concentrated by subsequent muskets, and some scattered all the gunpowder in panic. Some accidentally stepped on the injured on the ground, causing a series of screams and curses.
In the chaos, Qian Xiaolong's squadron finally rushed under the watchtower.
