Lafa mine cannons were fired one after another. Amidst the violent explosions, dense smoke billowed magically from all sides of Linqingzhou City. The exploding fireworks were like gorgeous flowers, blooming in the dark night, instantly swallowing up more than a thousand Ming troops approaching the city wall. .
The sword and shield soldiers who were climbing the city wall were frightened by the muffled thunderous explosion in the distance. They grasped the anchor hook one after another and climbed up with all their strength using their hands and feet. Some strong and healthy people were the first to reach the top of the city. They roared, and their heads emerged from behind the crenellations.
A dense rain of arrows came towards them, and the Qi army's archers, who had been waiting for a long time, hit their targets one after another. The Ming army fell from the top of the city one after another, screaming and disappearing into the night.
The remaining more than 500 sword and shield soldiers had climbed halfway up the city wall. They were in a dilemma and had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue climbing up.
"Come forward, there aren't many of them!"
One of Huang Degong's subordinates screamed in his voice. He climbed the rope with one hand, released the sword in his mouth, and glared hard at the concave and convex parts of the city wall with his feet, as if possessed by an ape. In a moment, he had already climbed He arrived only three or four feet away from the city head.
Affected by him, the surrounding sword and shield soldiers also became angry, roaring and climbing faster. Hundreds of anchor hooks swayed gently against the city wall like gourd vines.
Suddenly, there was a harsh clicking sound of hinges rubbing at the top of Wengcheng. All the sword and shield soldiers stopped climbing at the same time and looked above their heads in horror. The boss who just shouted suddenly screamed:
"Spike!"
Before he could finish his words, more than a dozen black shadows rolled down the top of Wengcheng and fell from the sky. The wolf fang beater weighing more than 300 kilograms fell rapidly from the highest point. The densely packed sharp iron nails on both sides glowed in the dark night. The cold light rolled fatally over the heads of the sword and shield soldiers...
"ah!"
In order to board the city as quickly as possible, most of these sword and shield soldiers did not carry shields. Some even took off their cotton armor in advance, just to outrun their teammates and be able to board the city in advance...
But now, they will all pay the price for their adventurous behavior.
It is five feet (1.57 meters) long, four feet five inches (1.41 meters) wide, and three inches (0.09 meters) thick. It is filled with spikes that are five inches long and weigh six taels. Each side is equipped with a spiked spike. Shoot, under high-speed impact, anyone who encounters them is either dead or injured. Many people are turned into corpses in mid-air after being hit.
The sword and shield soldiers who were all hit by the wolf fangs let out screams that were not like human voices. Many of them were directly smashed into gourds of flesh and blood. Some people's hands and feet were seriously injured, but they were not dead for a while. They hung on the anchor hook rope and wailed. Until he ran out of strength and fell from the four to five foot high city wall...
The Ming soldiers who were waiting under the city wall to prepare for the second wave to board the city were also affected. Many of them were hit by falling teammates before they could react. The soldiers who had squeezed under the city wall had nowhere to retreat, and then were killed by detonated landmines. Blast injury.
In a matter of moments, the Ming army within twenty steps in front of the Guangjimen city wall suffered heavy casualties. About two thousand soldiers and civilians died from bows and arrows, mace shots and mine explosions. More people were injured and fell to the ground. Howling and struggling to escape, they ran head-on into the Ming army rushing from the opposite direction, which further aggravated the chaos of the attackers.
The second wave of follow-up Ming troops consisted of about three to four thousand people. They could only hear the screams and explosions in front of them and could not see clearly the casualties of their teammates. They continued to rush forward relying on inertia and herd mentality.
What greeted this wave of troops was the roar of dense artillery at the top of Wengcheng.
After the mace was put down, the artillery hidden behind the crenel finally began to speak.
Amidst the earth-shattering roar, hundreds of iron balls weighing three to ten kilograms streaked across the night sky, slamming into the dense crowds on both sides of the moat. In those areas where the crowds gathered, the Qi Army gunners had already prepared After the calibration is completed, there is no need for correction at this time, just load the ammunition and shoot.
The high-speed falling iron ball plowed out bloody grooves in the crowd of three to four thousand people, causing more serious damage to the subsequent Ming army.
As the iron ball landed and bounced, a shower of blood splashed over the battlefield. The broken limbs flew into the air, and finally fell to the ground one after another. The internal organs and intestines were splashed everywhere.
More than 300 Ming army archers who came up later quickly approached to a position fifty steps away from the city wall. They raised their bows and fired at the Qi army. A sparse rain of arrows fell silently from the sky and hit the top of Wengcheng. The artillery and The fire gun soldiers all suffered minor casualties, and soon a dozen people were killed and injured by bows and arrows.
The fire musket soldiers squatting at the top of the city estimated the position of the Ming army's archers and launched a counterattack against the enemy fifty steps away. The Type 25 flintlock gun had an overwhelming advantage against bows and arrows within fifty steps. This new type of flintlock gun had a high rate of fire. It was faster and the accuracy was greatly improved. A skilled fire gunner could hit the target with a single shot fifty steps away, so that later each of the fourteen Guards armies had their own ace sniper.
However, in a dimly lit night battle environment, no matter how sharp the flintlock gun is, there is no advantage, because the bow and arrow only make sound when fired, which can perfectly conceal the archer in the dark. Every time the flintlock gun shoots, the muzzle will spray out a stream of Avenue of flames, the flames will expose the position of the fire gun soldiers and become the target of the enemy.
Fortunately, there was a city wall to block it, so the disadvantage of the fire rifle soldiers was offset to a certain extent, and the casualties were not heavy. The archers were worried about stepping on the mines and did not dare to get closer. They only fired lightly from fifty steps away. The fire gun soldiers at the top of the city had no choice but to shoot casually. The two sides just shot each other back and forth. In fact, the hit rate was very low.
The artillery on Guangji Gate was still roaring, and the flying crows on the main city behind also joined the battle. More than a dozen rockets streaked across the night sky, exploding and burning above the dense enemy group, lighting up half of the battlefield and the moat. Both sides of the strait were densely filled with Ming army corpses, and many people were actually trampled to death.
In the chaos, Huang Degong's troops, who were already close to the city wall, desperately wanted to escape back to their position and leave this terrifying battlefield. Zuo Liangyu and Liu Zeqing's troops coming from the opposite side thought that the city in front of them was about to be broken, and they were anxious to rush forward to separate them. A cup of soup.
Huang Degong's incompetence does not mean that Marshal Zuo and General Liu are incompetent. Just like a siege, people on the battlefield want to rush out, while people outside the battlefield are eager to come in and die.
The surrounding dense mines, cannons and rocket explosions intensified the chaos. In the end, the three groups of people in the four towns in Jiangbei (Zuo Liangyu, Liu Zeqing and Huang Degong) were all mixed together.
The organized team during the attack was completely disrupted at this time. Almost no one was surrounded by their own camp leaders. Many people threw away their torches while running. At this time, the dark people could not distinguish each other and could only rely on the sound to judge whether the opponent was on the other side. own people.
"Hey, is this Ermao?"
"Butou, is that you?"
"Feel your face to see if there are pockmarks on your face. It belongs to your grandma. You are not a pockmarked person. You must die!"
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Finally, everyone is part of each other, just a dozen or dozens of people. When they encounter anyone who blocks them, no matter who the other person is, they will wield their swords at each other.
More than 10,000 Ming troops rushed to enter the city. Under the joint attack from many parties, in just one hour, only 5,000 people were left.
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Zuo Liangyu sat down in the Chinese army camp and had no intention of being intimate with Chen Yuanyuan. He stared blankly at the battlefield in the distance where the shouts of killing continued, and he was filled with annoyance.
"Master, let the brothers withdraw quickly. If you don't withdraw, you will be trapped inside."
Just half an hour ago, he was so confused that he threw in all his elite servants and two thousand soldiers who could fight at night, hoping to get ahead of Liu Zeqing and the others and grab more money and food. Take it out and hope to give it a try to realize your dream of becoming Minister of War.
Seeing the team slowly approaching the city wall, everything was going smoothly, but I didn't expect that it would turn out like this in the blink of an eye.
Chapter 417 Attack from multiple sides
Lewen
