"Wolf soldiers? Liao Zhen read that right? Didn't the Guangxi wolf soldiers go to Kuandian to rescue us? It's been half a month, why are they still here?"
Zhang Mazi shook his head with a confused look on his face. Even the guard master didn't know what the reason was and how he knew it.
Liu Zhaosun didn't know much about the Guangxi Wolf Soldiers in his previous life. He only knew that this army was the descendant of the local Han people in Guangxi. They fought fiercely and were not afraid of death. When fighting with weapons, they were no worse than the Southern Soldiers.
The wolf soldiers once helped the imperial court suppress Yang Yinglong's rebellion, although they were only auxiliary.
The wolf soldiers have never fought against Jiannu in history, so they don't know how much they weigh.
Liu Zhaosun was shocked by this elusive army, and he suspected that the sentinels in Liao Town were wrong.
In this era, it is difficult to imagine that an army lacking logistics can persist in the freezing wilderness for half a month.
Aren’t these Guangxi barbarians afraid of the cold?
Liu Zhaosun shook his head, but now is not the time to worry about the wolf soldiers. The fate of Liao Town in the south of the city is worrying, and it is estimated that it is not far from destruction.
"General Yu Shen is fighting with the Mongols?"
Zhang Mazi wiped the sweat on his forehead and replied quickly:
"Sir, Liao Town not only fought with Mongolian cavalry, but also with red flag horses and a lot of bad guys. When the villain came, they were still fighting against Jian Nu. All the servants around Yu Shen were killed, and the two Liao soldiers were killed. The town general is afraid that there will be more misfortune than good,"
Zhang Mazi looked worried. He was originally the most powerful Ye Buzuo under Liu Wei. He had witnessed the heroic charge of the Liao Town cavalry, and Ye Buzuo, the leader, still felt lingering fear in his heart.
"Sir, send your soldiers to the south gate to support General Yu. Zhengbai Banner has gone to the south. Huang Taiji wants to encircle Liao Town. Their little cavalry can't hold on for long."
"What about the infantry? Don't they have five or six thousand infantry?"
"Dai Shan got dozens of Franco machines and blocked the south gate. The Zhenghong flag and Ba Ya were mounted. There were also Zhenyi armored soldiers shooting arrows in front. Liao Town wore very little armor. Two thousand people rushed out and were surrounded. There are dead people along the moat."
Liu Zhaosun sat slumped on the ground. When he opened the original fortifications, he did not consider the situation of his own counterattack. Now it has caused heavy casualties to Liao Town. The south gate may not be able to be defended. After a long time, he shook his head and said:
"Persevere even if you can't! The cavalry can break through. The North Gate is the main direction of Jiannu's attack. The dead Tatar soldiers have crossed the river, and there are still six thousand Zhenyi behind. Amin is here to fight, and the blue flag will not die. He The attack will not stop. The white-pole soldiers cannot stop so many Jiannu, and the North Gate soldiers and horses are not enough. How can we support Liao Town?"
"Go and tell General Yu that I don't have any extra soldiers and horses for him. Give him fifty servants who will last a lifetime of fighting. It's not a problem for one person to deal with three or five slaves. General Yu doesn't often say this, Does he want to rectify the name of Liao Town? He wants to tell the people of the world that there are heroes in Liaodong! Now is his chance to rectify his name! Guard the south and don’t let a Tatar enter the city. We will meet with you on the road to hell!"
The general has to send his own servants into battle, so there is no one to protect him. Zhang Mazi was about to persuade him a few words, but Liu Zhaosun interrupted him with a wave of his hand.
"Go ahead. You know how to ride a horse. Go to the south gate and kill them. Don't come back."
Zhang Mazi knew Liu Zhaosun's character and stopped talking. He bowed to Shangguan, took dozens of servants around him, rode along the North and South Streets, and ran quickly towards the south gate.
Liu Zhaosun watched Zhang Mazi and others disappear at the street corner, then turned and walked towards the north gate.
The Jurchen's shouts of killing were heard in the distance. He quickly quickened his pace and arrived at the north gate of the city. He found another group of coated soldiers coming out of the Houjin formation.
They quickly built two pontoon bridges on the moat. Some fierce coat soldiers held bows and arrows and fired at the Ming army with the earth wall. The Fran machine guns behind the earth wall stopped firing.
Some dead soldiers holding heavy shields, like heavy tanks, passed through the pontoon bridge and appeared in front of the earth wall on the other side.
Liu Zhaosun screamed in his heart, "Oh no, the coated soldiers are fine. If all these dead soldiers rush over, the Ming army's earthen wall defense line may be in danger."
He was still wondering why the Franco machine behind the earthen wall had not fired for a long time when he suddenly heard a dull explosion. Under the high-load artillery battle, a Franco machine near the east suddenly exploded.
The wooden gun mount used to support and fix the Fran machine was shattered by the explosives, and countless pieces of wood chips were thrown dozens of steps around. The power was like a mine cannon filled with wood chips and iron blocks, amidst the miserable howling. , seven or eight gunners were killed and injured. Two gunners were covered with sawdust and blood spattered. They fell to the ground and rolled for a while, then their bodies became motionless.
Seeing this, the surviving Fran machine gunners did not dare to stay where they were, let alone continue the bombardment.
Compared with the Hongyi cannon, it is a small probability event for the Franco machine to explode. However, because the Ming army's gunpowder production was quite rough and the craftsmen cut corners, various accidents often occurred.
The chaos behind the earthen wall triggered a burst of cheers from the coated soldiers in front of the moat. They had just been badly beaten by the Ming army's artillery on the pontoon bridge. Now that they saw the Ming army being killed by their own artillery, the coated minions were naturally overjoyed.
They immediately quickened their pace and rushed towards the Ming army's earthen wall. The sound of intensive firecrackers sounded again from behind the earthen wall. Standing on the city wall, Liu Zhaosun could clearly see that almost all the coated Aha rushing in front were shot, and their momentum was like a rainbow. The coating attack collapsed quickly, and the formation of the coating soldiers was suddenly disrupted. Most of them ran around in panic, while others hid behind the dead bodies and shot arrows at the Ming army behind the earth wall.
The Bao Yi on this side of the moat knew that this was the best time to cross the river. The Ming gunners had not yet recovered from the fear of exploding their barrels. The remaining Franco machines also stopped firing, and some gunners already wanted to turn around and escape.
Taking advantage of the gap between the Ming army's shelling, the surviving coated soldiers quickly passed the pontoon bridge and approached the north bank. Some of the dead soldiers who followed behind them had already set foot on the land on the other bank.
Suddenly, the number of enemy troops in front of the earth wall reached two to three thousand. The dead soldiers took off their heavy arrows and fired at the Ming army's cannons on the earth wall.
The soldiers who had already crossed the river tied the shield cart and the ladder on the pontoon with ropes, and tried their best to pull the ladder towards the shore. As soon as the ladder was dragged over, there was a soldier who used all his strength to push the shield cart towards the Ming army. The wall advances.
"Let the soldiers with white poles attack! Attack half way across, don't let the dead soldiers take over!"
Liu Zhaosun had no other choice. The white pole soldiers, like Jian Nu, were both fierce and fearless of death. They might be able to restrain the Hou Jin army.
The north door of Kaiyuan was slowly opened from the inside, and the auxiliary soldiers stirred up a chain as thick as a child's arm.
Qin Jianxun, who was dressed in white robes, led a thousand white-armed soldiers and quickly climbed up the slope behind the earth wall. Standing behind the fire gunmen, the fire gunmen who had been fighting for an hour got out of the way one after another. The white-armed soldiers quickly moved in front of each passage. Assemble and wait for Qin Jianxun to issue the final order.
A heavy arrow whizzed at the protruding part of the earth wall. The gunners next to the Flang machine were all the ones Bagala took care of. Most of these gunners were not wearing armor, and they soon suffered casualties after being hit by bows and arrows.
The surviving gunners did not dare to stay where they were, nor did they dare to continue firing. If they stayed in place, they would be shot to death by Ba Ya's heavy arrows, and if they continued to fire, they would probably explode the barrel.
Liu Zhaosun waved his hand, and a team of gunners came up to take the place of the gunners. They immediately aimed at the dead soldiers and fired at them.
The Jurchen dead soldiers were more than a hundred steps away from the city wall, and finally stopped and started shooting with bows and arrows at any Ming troops who appeared on the city wall!
Liu Zhaosun looked at the Jurchen dead soldiers swarming forward. Some of the Liao soldiers in the front line of the Ming army tried to escape, but three of them were killed by his servants, which slightly stabilized the situation.
A scene of the Zhejiang army's defeat in the Shajianzi camp appeared in front of his eyes. The scene was very similar to what he saw before him. Although the Liao soldiers and Baigan soldiers were powerful, they were not new-style armies after all. It was very difficult to defeat them without collapsing. of.
Just when Liu Zhaosun was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard an explosion from behind the earth wall. Looking up, he saw a lone Franz machine gun shelling the moat pontoon not far behind the earth wall.
Behind the French cannon, the two gunners cooperated perfectly, which attracted Liu Zhaosun's attention.
The two gunners turned a blind eye to the approaching arrow clusters and were busy firing shells.
One of them squatted behind the artillery and looked between the two shields at the shield car on the pontoon opposite. The other person added sealed gunpowder into the barrel, found the gunpowder fuse, and ignited it with a ignition fork stick.
There was a muffled roar and the smoke around the earthen wall gradually dissipated. A gap was made in the bridge deck near the north bank of the pontoon bridge. A dozen coated soldiers who were about to go ashore were hit by the oncoming artillery fire and immediately became Pieces of meat.
After the two gunners fired a shot, they did not pause and immediately got back to work.
"Who are these two people?"
"Sir, the tall one's name is Han Zhenyi, and the short one's name is Wang Changzhi. They are both from Jizhou."
Han Zhenyi replaced the Fran gun that had been fired just now. He didn't care about the heavy arrows whizzing by above his head. He quickly came to the gun and cleaned the barrel of the mother gun with a duck feather brush dipped in water as if no one was watching. Wait until the water inside is slightly dry, then replace the musket prepared next to it.
There are five people in the Fran machine gun crew, one gunner and two gunners. One loader and one clearer.
Now there are only two people left in the running team. The others have either escaped or become corpses on the ground.
Judging from Liu Zhaosun's position, the two gunners were almost two people facing the increasingly approaching formation of dead soldiers, a bit like a mantis trying to use its arms as a chariot.
Liu Zhaosun was very interested in these two gunners. He felt that they had an immovable temperament. He had rarely felt this temperament since the death of his adoptive father Liu Wei.
"Wang Changzhi, Han Zhenyi," Liu Zhaosun muttered a few words silently in his mind and remembered these two names.
