493. Grenade Waiting for One

Style: Historical Author: A book full of poems and thousands of flowersWords: 2160Update Time: 24/01/11 18:58:56
Lin Yueru couldn't help but burst into laughter, and was immediately glared at by Yang Fan.

The northern city wall was caught off guard by heavy arrows. Thousands of militiamen fell from the walls.

Many people were injured. Mainly because the plate armor is too hard. The people under the city wall quickly got them up. If it was okay, they climbed up and continued to defend the city. Those with broken bones were carried to the tent for treatment.

Yang Fan's battlefield rescue system is very complete. Those soldiers with red cross armbands on their sleeves are responsible for this, as well as the auxiliary soldiers recruited to cooperate.

It was such a chaotic time that the Mongols finally rushed under the city wall. They began to use the improvised wooden ladder they made to set up on the wall and tried to climb up.

There were also many Mongolians below using spears and knives of various lengths to chop and smash, trying to break open the steel plates so they could get in.

Before they went into battle, the Taijis had already conducted pre-battle demagoguery.

There has been a severe drought this year, and the cattle and sheep have not put on autumn fat, and most of them will not survive the winter.

We want the whole family to survive this winter, and for the women and children to survive. There is only one way to open the city of Duolun.

In that city, the Han people harvested enough food to feed all the Mongolian tribes participating in the war for three years.

In addition, the amount of supplies in that city is outrageous.

Various iron and even steel tools, farm implements, and various materials. Just open this city and everything will be there. From clothes to all kinds of household items, everything is available.

According to Xizuo, there are hundreds of thousands of kilograms of fine wine stored there, all of which are spirits.

There are still hundreds of thousands of people in the city. The men are all strong laborers and can farm, and there are tens of thousands of craftsmen. The women are all young women who can give birth, and there are tens of thousands of them.

The Mongolians stood below one by one, listening to the slobbery deception of the Taijis. They all seemed to be stupid, drooling and looking forward to it.

At this time, everyone was desperately attacking, although too many people had died on the way to attack.

However, their eyes were red. It doesn't make much difference whether he dies here, under the walls of Duolun, or freezes to death in the winter.

If you win, there will be countless benefits.

Zhao Erhu is a soldier guarding Qianhu Station, and his brother Zhao Dahu is a member of the master's family. Since his eldest brother became a servant, the fate of the whole family has changed.

He was given priority in recruiting troops to guard Qianhu, and his younger brother, parents, and three younger sisters were also allocated fifty acres of paddy field.

His younger brother Zhao Sanhu is farming at home and supporting his parents at the same time.

The three underage sisters went to Xinghe Academy for Girls. The eldest sister will graduate this year, and she said she will be assigned to the Civil Affairs Office to do women's work.

The Civil Affairs Office is the administrative agency of the master. In the eyes of the people, isn't it the same as becoming an official? Although it can only be regarded as the master's retainer, in the eyes of the people, it is also an official.

A girl, who in the eyes of the world is someone else's family sooner or later, a loser, can actually become an official.

This incident caused a great sensation in the local area. It shocked many conservative-minded parents.

At this time, Zhao Erhu was in the car, shooting the Mongolians running back and forth outside the mouth with a blunderbuss.

The Mongols were all outside, and they were secretly numb. They were running to avoid the firecrackers. They were roaring wildly, as if they were crazy, and were desperately destroying the outer wall of Checheng with various weapons.

Zhao Erhu and the others were defending in a corps in the car, and each car in the camp was organized into a corps.

Their sidecar is different from other sidecars in the Ming Dynasty. The sidecars in the Ming Dynasty are all two-wheeled. When used as a city wall, brackets must be used to support the front and rear, so that the car body will be horizontally stable.

So these cars are placed sideways and connected end to end.

Yang Fan's side carriage is a four-wheeled heavy carriage, towed by heavy draft horses.

They all have their butts facing outward.

These cars are made of ash hardwood for the body panels, the chassis, wheels, and axles are all made of steel, and they also use bearings. The tires are used retreaded tires sent from Hyundai.

The axle of this kind of car uses bearings, which has low friction and saves effort in towing.

This kind of vehicle is the same type of vehicle as the caravan with a load capacity of 7 tons. However, these sidecars do not need to carry heavy cargo, so half of the load capacity is used to strengthen the armor.

The exterior of the hull is covered with three millimeters of hardened steel armor plates. The steel plates are fixed with rivets and are very strong.

The three millimeter thick steel plate is very strong and cannot be cut with an axe.

Modern anti-theft doors are getting worse and worse, and there are few steel plates with a thickness of three millimeters. Many old-fashioned security doors use three millimeter steel plates. This thickness cannot be cut with an axe, and it is difficult to destroy them violently.

Zhao Erhu looked out from the rear of the car. There were all Mongolians outside.

All of them had ferocious faces, shouting crazily, and foam at the corners of their mouths. It looks like crazy.

Because there is no order to fire, the gun cannot be fired. The iron fence was lowered at the shooting port, so the Mongols couldn't get in.

They were trying to stab the car with spears.

The crew members are a team, that is, five people. At this time, one person is on the roof of the car to prevent them from climbing up. Two people were in the car responsible for operating the gun. Two others were lying on their stomachs under the car to prevent the Mongols from climbing in from under the car.

Zhao Erhu and Wu Zhang Ning counterattacked with nine consecutive rounds of fire door guns.

They all wore stab-proof suits with steel plates inserted into important parts of the suits.

Because the gunner had to operate the gun in a narrow space, he could not wear inflexible plate armor. They can only be equipped with stab-resistant clothing and body armor.

The barrels of the guns were emptied one after another and were thrown directly out of the car. The auxiliary soldiers would bring in the newly installed barrels.

At least seven or eight people outside the rear of the car were killed, but the Mongols were still climbing crazily and trying to destroy the car body.

Zhao Liangren squatted on the roof of the car, rounded the Swiss halberd, and used an ax to slash the Mongolians climbing up below. These people didn't even have helmets, so they could kill them with precision.

Countless arrows were shot at him, and his plate armor clanked, but no arrows penetrated.

"Commander, why aren't you allowed to fire from above?" Zhao Erhu asked anxiously.

"How do I know? All actions are subject to command. You cannot fire without an order."

The corps commander aimed at the firing port and emptied the barrel again. Two Mongols were beaten into a sieve.

At this time, another Mongolian old man took advantage of the opportunity to empty the barrel of the fire door gun and replace the barrel. He suddenly stood up and stabbed the shooting port with the short spear in his hand.

Zhao Erhu yelled angrily, he was an old bastard and quite treacherous.

As he fired, he hid next to the firing port.

When the bullets were empty, he ducked over and stabbed the spear into the shooting port.

The spear suddenly hit Zhao Erhu's chest, causing a sharp pain in his chest.

Zhao Erhu's eyes turned black in pain. As soon as he let go, the spear was pulled out again by Old Zamao.