Chapter 303
To be fair, Ning Haijun's first round of naval gunfire had a very poor hit rate. Either the shells hit the sea and stirred up rows of tall water columns, or because at the moment of firing, the waves shook the warship and the angle of the gun barrel went up and down. Floating, the shell passed over the position of the Xiaori warriors, flew hundreds of meters behind them, and directly exploded a lonely person.
Although more than two-thirds of the cannonballs had no commanded targets, the remaining cannonballs were enough for Xiaorizu to drink a cup of tea. Over the years, Xiaorizu had dealt with many Hongyi ghosts and animals, and Xiaorizu knew more or less. The artillery is powerful, but the problem is that Hongyi's naval guns are just solid lead balls. Although being hit by such a big lead ball will lead to a tragic end, the problem is how big the lead ball is. If two people stand side by side, one person will be killed. , the other person will have absolutely no problem.
Of course, if you stand at the back, the effect will be absolutely sour. However, the guns on the Ning Navy warship no longer fired solid lead bullets, but only exploded bullets. As the shells fell to the ground, orange-red fireballs immediately rose from the ground. The shrapnel of the shells and the shock wave of the explosion caused brains to burst when they hit the head, and bones flew everywhere when they hit the arms.
Xiaori's armor or bamboo armor was like paper in front of the cannonballs. Xiaori's whole body, located in the center of the cannonball, exploded like a firecracker, and blood spurted out wildly. Facing the cannonballs falling from the sky, most of Rao Xiaotian's warriors were veterans who had spent their entire lives fighting, and they couldn't help but change their colors in horror when they saw the hell-like scene.
In fact, Ning Haijun's first round of shelling not only frightened Xiaozhi, but also frightened the North Korean soldiers. They turned pale and felt breathless. What's more, they were so frightened that they fell on the deck.
The young people in the shelling area were scared to death. Countless people shouted at the top of their lungs: "God's punishment, God's punishment from heaven!"
Ning Haijun's officers quickly took out the shell casings from the barrel, reloaded the shells as quickly as possible, and fired again. This time, most of the shells successfully hit the dock.
Cheng Jiayue looked at the little boy who was blown out of his body by the explosion on the pier of Tsushima Island. He clapped his hands excitedly and said: "Well done, well done..."
When the Ning Navy's bombardment stopped after more than a dozen rounds of bombardment, Jin Zidian ordered the North Korean troops to attack. These North Korean troops did not even wait for the warship to approach the dock, then jumped from the warship into waist-deep water and rushed towards the dock. .
In the eyes of the Korean army officers and soldiers, they must have been almost dead after being bombarded so violently by the Ming Dynasty in their early days. They only went up to harvest heads, nothing more.
Jin Zidian is also riding an assault boat. He wants to become the first Korean to set foot on Tsushima Island.
Cheng Jialong saw Cheng Shijie's frown and asked in confusion: "Dad, are you not optimistic about the North Korean attack?"
"Um!"
"We fired tens of thousands of artillery shells. There weren't many people on Tsushima Island when we were young, right?"
Cheng Jialong held a telescope and looked at Tsushima Island, the pier, and the tidal flats. It was true that there were no small days left. The entire tidal flats were filled with the incomplete organs of small days. Naturally, there were no living people. However, further away, hundreds or even thousands of little warriors rushed out with their swords raised high, their faces distorted, and howling.
Cheng Shijie smiled faintly and said: "This young commander has a very precise grasp of timing. Now that the Koreans have just landed on the beach, we cannot fire. Once we fire, it will easily cause accidental damage. They can take advantage of close combat!"
Cheng Jialong said: "There are seven or eight times as many warriors in North Korea..."
"War never relies on numbers!"
Cheng Shijie has met the small-time warriors under Zheng Zhilong, and Ning Haijun has also fought against the small-time warriors many times. Although the current Japanese pirates are not as tough as the little devils during the Anti-Japanese War, they are much crazier than the small-time soldiers during the Anti-Japanese War.
Sure enough, as these hundreds of little warriors rushed towards the North Korean army, these North Korean troops had not had time to form an effective defensive formation. Accompanied by the exclamations of the North Korean soldiers, the young warriors were like tigers rushing into the flock of sheep. The samurai sword slashed at the North Korean soldiers wildly.
What is shocking is that the North Korean army, which has a superior strength of seven or eight times, was actually defeated by the samurai warriors. The North Korean army fell on the tidal flats one by one like chopped down corn stalks.
The samurai sword flew around, and when it fell, the armor passed by, and blood sprayed! The North Korean soldiers were so killed that they fell on their backs and fled to the boat crying for their fathers and mothers. Crowded with each other, countless people were squeezed into the sea and drowned alive. To describe them as defeated like a mountain is a luxury. They were simply The army is completely defeated!
Cheng Jialong was dumbfounded: "The warriors were so powerful in my childhood?"
"They are so awesome, don't even look at what the North Korean army is doing!"
During the Ming Dynasty, the populations of North Korea and Xiaori were about the same. One had 12 million people and the other had 12.27 million (during the Wanli Korean War). The 140,000 Xiaori army almost wiped out North Korea. Only one month after the war began, North Korea had already "lost its three capitals and collapsed its eight roads." Without the support of the Ming Dynasty, North Korea would have surrendered long ago with the white flag raised.
Cheng Shijie looked at the battlefield and felt a little resentful that iron could not make steel. In his childhood, warriors only knew how to fight alone. They didn't know how to fight in formations or to attack the masses with a few. This still killed the Koreans and they were overwhelmed: "It's really muddy that I can't help." On the wall!”
Cheng Jialong looked in the direction of the rocket launcher and said, "Dad, now order the rocket launcher to bombard them and blow them up together!"
"Silly boy, that's not how things are done!"
Cheng Shijie turned to look at Sun Kewang and said: "Let your people prepare to attack. You must not let all the Koreans die, otherwise it will be difficult to explain!"
North Korea is still the only more obedient younger brother of the Ming Dynasty. It pays tribute to Emperor Chongzhen every year. This tribute is different from previous dynasties. It does not just send some rubbish in exchange for real money from the Ming Dynasty. In fact, North Korea has been very sincere in recent years.
Cheng Shijie watched as more and more Xiaotians joined the battle, and said to Li Zhixiang: "Order each battleship to carry out covering fire five hundred steps behind the battlefield!"
"yes!"
As Cheng Shijie's order was issued, the rocket launcher that had been prepared, no, now the fire dragon was called out of the water, and started shooting.
"咻咻咻咻..."
As a frightening French scream sounded, the air waves rolled, and smoke flames streaked through the sky. A terrifying sea of fire rose up from the Xiaori army that was running towards the beach position. I don’t know how many Xiaori soldiers were blown to pieces. Fly, even become a trapeze artist.
Suffering this blow, Xiaori's reinforcement formation inevitably became chaotic, with people shouting and horses neighing, flags broken, and it was quite difficult to stabilize the position.
A huge exclamation came from the originally chaotic battlefield. The young samurai and the bloody Korean sailors looked at the sky in horror, their faces turned pale with horror, and they knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.
Even Catherine and Agbe, who were watching the battle from a distance, were so frightened that they almost broke their telescopes and exclaimed in horror: "Oh...oh, God, how is this possible...they..."
Agbe no longer knew how to describe his mood in words at this time.
"Is this the Fire Dragon Izuku we bought?"
"Yes, but also no!"
Catherine smiled bitterly and said: "There is no doubt that the fire dragons they use are more powerful and have a longer range. If we also equip so many fire dragons, we can definitely sweep across the Ottoman Empire's Mediterranean fleet."
"Just, will they sell it?"
"Probably, any product has a price. As long as the price is given, he will definitely sell it!"
While Catherine was talking to Agbe, hundreds of small boats were put down from the battleships of the Ning Navy. These boats were like arrows, rushing towards the dock.
The soldiers on the ship all wore steel helmets and armor, held formation-breaking crossbows, and had a horizontal sword at their waists. Leading these troops were Li Dingguo, Liu Wenxiu, and Sun Kewang.
Although the three of them were Zhang Xianzhong's adopted sons, the problem is that their status is now very different. At first, Cheng Shijie valued Li Dingguo more, and even looked down on Sun Kewang. After all, in history, Sun Kewang defected to the Manchus, and Li Dingguo persisted to the end.
However, Li Dingguo was too loyal to Zhang Xianzhong and was unwilling to work for Cheng Shijie. Of course, Cheng Shijie was not used to Li Dingguo and would not cooperate, so he would go through labor reform like other old thieves from Zhang Xianzhong's old army.
After nearly half a year of labor reform, Li Dingguo regretted it, and so did Liu Wenxiu. Although they could eat well in the labor camp, the problem was that life was very boring, especially when ideological education had to be carried out every day, in front of everyone in the labor camp. When a reform-through-labor prisoner makes a self-examination, he must say sincerely in front of countless reform-through-labor prisoners: "I am a bastard. What bad things have I done? Don't imitate me..."
Under this set of ideological education, Li Dingguo and Liu Wenxiu were almost depressed. When they finally returned to the battlefield, their blood boiled and they shouted: "Hurry up! Hurry up! The first degree of beheading will reduce the sentence by five years. This way Good opportunities don’t come around every day. If we don’t hurry up, the North Koreans will snatch them all away!”
"We have been waiting for half a year for such an opportunity. Are you willing to continue to stay in the labor camp as prisoners!?"
"If you become a free person through meritorious service, you can own your own property, divide the fields and houses, and marry a wife. Isn't it nice?"
Under the instigation of Li Dingguo, Liu Wenxiu, and Sun Kewang, more than 10,000 reform-through-labor prisoners screamed and screamed with blood in their eyes, rowing the boats like swordfish with all their strength.
The boat was still far away from the shore, so the prisoners couldn't wait any longer. They jumped on it and quickly formed a formation. It was only now that the little warriors finally realized that they had been fooled. They left behind the Korean sailors who had been killed by them and screamed for Sun Kewang and others to rush over.
It's just a pity that they found the wrong opponent. Although the reform-through-labor prisoners are far less well-trained than the Ning navy officers, and they are not as equipped as them, the problem is that these reform-through-labor prisoners have all slept on the mountain of corpses and bathed in blood. They are ruthless characters, they are murderous and daring, and they live in war. Apart from Ning Haijun's iron fist, there are really not many things in this world that can scare them.
Compared to Ning Hai's iron fist and the rough waves of the sea, the enemy in front of them really made them feel safe. These big men from the northwest maintained a formidable silence and looked coldly at the little warriors who were more than a head shorter than them. Waving an exaggeratedly long samurai, he rushed towards him, wound up the machine in an orderly manner, and opened the latch that held down the crossbow arrow in the quiver...
With an order, thousands of formation-breaking crossbows were raised in unison, aiming at the little Japanese warrior who rushed over like moths to a flame!
"Thing thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump…"
As the little warrior of the day entered the range of the broken crossbow, there was a continuous metallic trembling sound. Every sound seemed to hit everyone's hearts, making their hearts tremble.
The one-foot-long triangular crossbow arrows shot out, forming a terrifying metal storm that swept across the attack front of the Little Day Warriors. After several improvements, the tension of the formation-breaking crossbow with its greatly strengthened structure reached an astonishing 90 kilograms. The young warriors on the front line let out desperate wails in the metal storm, and their armor was torn apart mercilessly by the crossbow arrows like waste paper. It cracked, the front chest went in and the back chest came out, and even passed through the body, pulling out long lines of blood.
After the first row's formation-breaking crossbow was fired, the second row started shooting. At the same time, the first row's crossbowmen took a step back and loaded the arrows, while the third row was ready.
The three-stage strike of the crossbow machine was played very smoothly by the reform-through-labor prisoners. In fact, the combat effectiveness of Zhang Xianzhong's men far exceeded that of the rogues under Li Zicheng. Li Zicheng inherited Gao Yingxiang's legacy, while Zhang Xianzhong could be said to have started from scratch.
Rows of crossbow arrows roared towards them, and they had no chance to dodge. The triangular arrowheads flew towards them at extremely high speeds. Their leather and bamboo armors looked like paper in front of such sharp arrowheads. , were torn apart easily, followed by their muscles and bones.
The frightening screams from the young warriors turned into shrill screams in an instant. Some of the unlucky ones who were hit by several crossbow arrows at the same time flew straight back like rag dolls, leaving a burst of rain. Rain of blood. The warriors without armor were even more pitiful. Their whole bodies were pierced by an arrow. The crossbow arrow penetrated their backs with blood and flesh, and penetrated deeply into the chests of the people behind them. Then they stopped completely...
Li Dingguo stared at the arrogant young warrior: "What's going on? Just like that? Why are they easier to fight than the official army?"
When the samurai was young, he ran away. Liu Wenxiu reacted very quickly: "Brothers, leave five hundred people to chop off their heads, and the others will chase after me!"
"Come into the city and kill them all without leaving a single piece of armor behind!"
Sun Kewang was very excited, having won so easily, and the next step would be much easier.
The reform-through-labor prisoners cheered loudly, put away their broken crossbows and drew their swords. They roared and rushed towards the fleeing young warriors. They chased them from behind and chopped them down one by one with their swords. Then they cut off their heads and hung them on their waists, with two eyes. The red one pounced on the next one, with that kind of murderous aura that made the young samurai's liver and gallbladder burst!
Seeing that they had an advantage to take advantage of, the North Korean soldiers also chased after them. They had just been beaten to a pulp by the little warriors and had been humiliated. They were all holding back their anger, and now they could finally vent it to their heart's content.
Those young samurai who were shot in the legs by arrows were the first to suffer. The North Korean soldiers laughed ferociously and pounced on these unlucky guys who were crying and crawling towards the city trying to find a way out. They slashed at their hands and feet with their swords. They were not killing them at all. Instead of killing the enemy, the miserable screams of the little warriors resounded through the blue sea and sky!
Following the defeated troops and taking advantage of the situation to seize the city was what Zhang Xianzhong was best at. There was almost no stagnation. In the blink of an eye, the Ming army and Korean soldiers invaded Tsushima City and started fierce street battles with small-time samurai and fishermen in the streets. .
Now the samurai have no way to retreat. They can only use the terrain to fight to the death with the Ming Dynasty allied forces. The horizontal sword and the samurai collide fiercely here, and a series of sparks burst out.
The battlefield was actually one-sided. Although the reform-through-labor prisoners were not regular soldiers, they were all wearing iron armor. Although the samurai swords in their childhood were extremely sharp, their armor-cutting ability was poor. They were helpless against these Ming army warriors who were wearing strong armor. , but the Hengdao in the hands of the Ming army has a powerful armor-cutting ability. It can be used to cut down the little warriors wearing leather armor and bamboo armor with ease!
Arrows are flying in the streets and alleys, and swords are shining like snow. One side has no way out and can only fight a trapped beast, while the other side is extremely eager for the opponent's head that can buy freedom for itself, and is pressing forward step by step. This is The war was extremely cruel, and that small area turned into a slaughterhouse. People kept joining the battlefield, and people kept falling down with their bodies mutilated and covered in blood. Walking on the street, it was difficult not to step on the dead bodies.
To be fair, the combat effectiveness of the samurai in the early days is still quite good. If both sides have the same equipment, not to mention the reform-through-labor prisoners, even the elite soldiers of the Ning Navy may not be able to take advantage. It is just a pity that there are not so many ifs in this world. .
In a courtyard, several young warriors guarded the door. They took advantage of the familiar terrain and formed small groups, advancing and retreating suddenly. When the Ming soldiers showed a slight weakness, they went straight in. The Ming soldiers only felt a chill in their throats. and aorta are severed and exposed to the air.
Some young warriors hid on the roof and fired arrows at the Ming army. The arrows shot from the young bow were relatively short, but the arrowheads and arrow shafts were thick and heavy, and very lethal. They could penetrate the Ming army's armor at close range. The soldiers fired arrows repeatedly.
Li Dingguo was furious when he saw it: "Grenade, keep its offspring!"
These reform-through-labor prisoners immediately woke up, took off the grenades, pulled the fuse, and threw them directly into the house: "Let's go..."
"Boom boom boom boom..."
The explosions of grenades immediately rang out in Tsushima City. As the Ming army used grenades, the fun was getting bigger.
As we all know, Xiaoli is a place with extremely frequent natural disasters. Earthquakes are commonplace. Therefore, most of the houses in Xiaoli are built with wood, bark, cardboard and other materials that are as light as possible. Such houses can be damaged even by earthquakes. It won't crush anyone to death even if they are knocked down.
But this thing is not fireproof. What's even worse is that most of the towns in the early days are like sardine cans. The houses are next to each other. If a house catches fire, the whole street cannot escape. With the fire caused by the grenade, the flames suddenly burst into the sky. , Tsushima residents who were hiding in their houses and shivering were trapped in the thick smoke and fire and howled loudly. Many people rushed out screaming and covered in fire, and were kicked back into the sea of fire by North Korean soldiers.
The city of Tsushima was a sea of fire, with thick smoke rising high into the sky. The screams of Xiaozhi shook the sky and the earth, which was particularly thrilling!
"Report to the commander-in-chief, we have captured Tsushima City, and there are still a few remaining enemies who are still resisting..."
Cheng Shijie said: "Jia Yue, you should stay on the boat!"
Cheng Jiayue asked in confusion: "Why?"
"Dad is afraid you will have nightmares!"
Cheng Shijie looked at Cheng Jialong and said, "You protect Shumei on the boat!"
Cheng Jialong shook his head and said: "Dad, if you don't come to the small days, forget it. Now that you are here, if you don't cut off a few small days, wouldn't it be a waste of time."
"You are the only one who talks a lot"!
"That's what it is!"
Cheng Jialong hurriedly jumped off the trestle and walked towards Tsushima Castle.
When the sun set, the battle was over. The inner city of Tsushima was razed to the ground. The So clan was killed until no one was left alive. More than 3,000 samurai and ashigaru were slaughtered. The Ming army and Korean sailors were There were only a few hundred casualties, and most of these casualties were borne by North Korean sailors.
When Cheng Shijie and Cheng Jialong landed on Tsushima Island, they saw that Tsushima City was still in flames, and Sun Kewang was commanding his generals to clean up the battlefield.
Some unorganized and undisciplined guys were carrying wine bottles that they had taken out of nowhere and drank sake like boiling water. They were all a bit drunk. They were holding horizontal knives in their hands and walking with eight steps. Like driving animals, they drove out the young people hiding in every corner, and then captured them. When they saw a rather pretty woman, they dragged them into the alley...
Cheng Shijie instantly remembered Professor Ai's words: "The sin lies in the present, but the merit lies in the future!"
Sun Ke looked at the few captives and roared, "Where's the money? Where's the money?"
Several young people were beaten to death, but they couldn't tell why.
Sun Kewang said angrily: "Kill them!"
"Hopefully, what's wrong with you?"
"Commander, you can see for yourself! The guilty general has been fighting for nearly ten years, and this is the first time that he knows that he will lose money by confiscating homes!"
Sun Kewang pointed to a large pile of trophies, all of which were taken from the homes of warriors from childhood. To say it is property is a bit flattering, but the garbage is almost the same: the bedding is in tatters and turns into a pile of cotton wool when pulled casually; the scabbard and handle of the so-called family heirloom sword are very ornately decorated, but when you pull it out, you can see it. , it’s just a fucking rusty iron bar!
"I can't find anything valuable at all!"
The bandits were probably a little anxious, and they even took out the rice vat. But as soon as they opened the lid of the vat, a musty smell immediately hit their nostrils. If they wanted to eat rice made from this kind of rice, it was a must for the samurai in his childhood. How strong your heart is.
"This is natto, let me go, it smells so bad!"
Cheng Shijie looked at these trophies, sighed deeply and said, "I have suffered a huge loss this time!"
(End of chapter)
