This time, the artillery battalion under Ding Liang's command took the lead in launching the artillery bombardment against the rebels outside the city. The artillery battalions at other city heads cooperated closely. In view of this, Ding Liang first let the rebels enter the firing range of 300 steps. ∷八∷八∷Read ∷Book,.2∞≠
Although the maximum range of the mortar was four hundred steps away, Ding Liang did not intend to do so, because according to the words and deeds of a certain prince, only by letting the enemy in to greet him could the benefits be maximized.
After the first salvo, the rebels would definitely not give up the attack because of the loss of a hundred or so men, and would continue to rush towards the city head, thus getting closer to the mortar range.
When they were about 200 steps deep, the light and heavy firearms deployed by the army at the top of the city opened fire again, sending the rebels flying, and the offensive collapsed.
But that's not the end of it. The opponent will be bombarded once if they run out of the 200-step range during the attack. When they run out, they will be treated equally. This is where Ding Liang's plan lies.
If you fire at the extreme range of 400 steps, the rebels will probably not continue the attack when they see that the soldiers are losing too much, and it will also let the rebels know the range of the mortar. This is a very unwise behavior. .
According to Ding Liang's bombardment plan, no less than two to three hundred people in the rebel army were killed, and another six to seven hundred people were injured. They kept wailing on the spot and lost nearly a thousand soldiers at once. The defenders' artillerymen could be described as The losses were minimal and the results were brilliant.
"Third General, the enemy's firepower is fierce and the threat is great. Most of our troops have been lost and we are no longer able to fight anymore!"
The 1,500 men brought by Ma Tingbao were reduced by more than 60% at once. If they continued to fight, the entire army would be annihilated.
If three thousand troops were reallocated to him, there might still be a chance of a battle, but since he was a surrendered general, Zhang Wenxiu would not be so lenient.
Besides, the firepower of Xiangyang City is extraordinary. A salvo of hundreds of muskets can be as powerful as thunder. It is so powerful that it cannot be resisted by human beings. Jibu is a living example.
Even though a large number of carriages were prepared in advance to protect the soldiers in the charge, they were of little use during the actual battle, and the soldiers were badly beaten.
"What's the harm? I sent General Fuchen with three thousand soldiers and horses to come back with your troops. How can you be afraid of the dog officers and soldiers huddled in the city?"
Zhang Wenxiu would not give up the siege just because the surrendered general had lost more than half of his troops. It would be best to defeat both sides and let the rebels gain.
Even if there are only a hundred people left under Ma Tingbao's command, you must still act according to orders. If you don't move forward in fear of the enemy, what use does your commander-in-chief have to support you? It's better to cut it with a knife and save a lot of food!
"I will obey the orders of the third general. However, the artillery fire at the top of the city is extremely sharp and nails are flying. I don't know how to deal with it!"
Ma Tingbao was hit with stars in his eyes and his body was pricked several times with iron nails. Now he understood why the soldiers were so afraid.
The defenders actually used iron nails as bullets to fire, bundled them into a cloth bag, walked around the carriage, dropped from above their heads, and still baozha next to them. Who could bear this?
"...What's the best strategy for returning ministers?"
Zhang Wenxiu was watching the battle from behind and had a rough look. He knew what was happening in the front, but he had not yet come up with specific countermeasures.
"Third General, our army might as well use smoke!"
As a subordinate, Wang Fuchen also followed Zhang Wenxiu for a long time. When the group of soldiers were almost dead, it was time for them to go into battle. After thinking about it, this method was the only one that was more feasible.
"Oh? How to act?"
Zhang Wenxiu was willing to give it a try as long as it was effective and allowed the rebels to lose fewer troops.
"At present, the wind is blowing from the southeast, slightly to the west. Our army is located in the east of Xiangyang City. We ordered the soldiers to collect more dry grass and reeds, put them in the iron barrels on the carriages, and ignited them to create a large amount of smoke and block the sight of the officers and gunners. It makes it impossible to measure the advancement distance of our soldiers. As a result, the impact points of the bullets fired by them will be deviated!"
Wang Fuchen's move was a bit stupid, but at least it had some effect. It was much better than just hitting him stupidly with a cart. ▲≥eight▲≥eight▲≥read▲≥book,.√.≧o
"Wonderful plan! What a wonderful plan! I am brave and resourceful. If I can attack the city, I will ask my father for help!"
Zhang Wenxiu thought for a while and then agreed. There was no other way at the moment, and he couldn't let thousands of soldiers just poke around in the formation in a daze. For this reason, he had to give it a try for now, just in case it worked.
When Ma Tingbao heard this, he couldn't help but blame himself. Why didn't he think of this move just now? Otherwise, we wouldn’t have lost so many troops. I’m really angry!
For any general, men and horses are military power. The more people and horses there are, the greater the military power will be. If there are few men and horses, the military power will be small. Without men and horses, military power will be gone.
In the end, these five hundred soldiers were Ma Tingbao's family fortune. If they were all wiped out, he would have nothing left. However, Zhang Wenxiu had orders and they were powerful, so he had no choice but to obey, so he had no choice but to act bravely.
Since they were very close to the shore, the soldiers quickly cut down a bunch of dead grass, reeds and other vegetation, and then lit them according to plan, making them shed tears. Fortunately, a lot of smoke was indeed generated.
Hundreds of barrels lined up in front of the formation felt a bit like they were blocking the sky. The defenders at the top of the city didn't know what to see, and the anti-justice army was so smoked that they couldn't see the road ahead clearly.
If it weren't for the favorable wind at the moment, they would have been choked by the burning vegetation and would have lost their fighting power before they could attack, leaving them coughing incessantly.
That wasn't enough, Zhang Wenxiu sent another 300 horsemen to tie the lit vegetation to their horses, galloped within the range of the opponent's fire cannons, cut the ropes, and let these "bonfires" burn on the battlefield.
With two layers of smoke blocking the attack, the rebels would have more confidence in their attack. At least they would not be completely defeated by the cannons from the city wall like the previous attack.
"Brothers of the rebel army, the time has come, follow us!"
Wang Fuchen gave the order, and under the cover of the carriages, the three thousand soldiers began to attack forward desperately. Although the front was filled with smoke and even Xiangyang City was almost obscured, there was no doubt that this attack on the rebels was very serious. advantageous.
"Victory or defeat depends on this move, charge forward!"
Ma Tingbao also knew that behind him was Zhang Wenxiu's supervising team. If it hadn't been for the heavy losses in the previous round, he and his men would have been shot dead on the spot by the third general. If he didn't succeed this time, he would be in trouble.
Five hundred surrendered soldiers rushed to the front, followed by 3,000 rebel auxiliary troops led by Wang Fuchen. Zhang Wenxiu did not send out his elite troops, and wanted to test the firepower at the top of the city before making a decision.
In order to avoid being seen by the defenders, the rebels also deliberately gave up all kinds of flags. In addition to carts, bamboo rafts, and ladders, they only brought weapons that could be used to attack the city.
"put!"
This time he would not deliberately show weakness. After seeing the tactics of the traitors, Jiang Mingwu, after discussing with Ding Liang, ordered all types of red barbarian cannons at the top of the city to fire immediately, firing as far as possible. To delay the advance of the rebel army.
Because the smoke on the battlefield has obscured many wooden stakes, it is impossible to measure the distance. Even though the bullets will cause a lot of broken pieces to fly in mid-air after hitting the men and horses or the carriages, it is difficult for Ding Liang to calculate the accurate distance.
However, it is very dangerous to allow the rebels to easily advance to the moat, because it has been seen before that the rebels carried a large number of punishments and ladders. They were obviously well prepared and must be forced to stay away from the city as much as possible.
As long as it is not a hand-to-hand battle, the defenders may die one less person, which will give them more confidence in defending the city. However, if the fire cannons are not accurate, they will have no choice but to allow the rebel army to advance in a large scale.
What should we do?
Got it!
"The observers are all coming to the city!"
Ding Liang thought that he could no longer measure the distance accurately, so he asked the observers in each row to measure the distance themselves, and then reported the number.
"Two hundred and fifty steps!"
"Three hundred steps!"
"Three hundred steps!"
"Three hundred and fifty steps!"
"..."
The numbers reported by everyone are also different. If the field of vision is good, the error will not be higher than fifty steps, but now, it depends on luck.
Ding Liang cursed in his heart. These people who had to eat dry food had to eat a big bowl of braised pork for nothing. He was so anxious that he wisely said: "Two hundred and fifty steps in a row, three hundred steps in a row! Shoot first in one row, now fire! Fall!" After five counts, fight again in a row!"
You have a good plan, I have a wall ladder!
Aren't these thieves here to use smoke to block them?
Then I will play segmented shooting with you!
It's fifty steps across the border, and I can knock down many of you anyway!
Cannonballs are precious. Not counting propellant, the shells alone weigh seven or eight kilograms. Just now, ten packs have been shot for each cannon, and the base number produced for each cannon is only about twenty packs, that's all. So I am determined not to squander it wantonly.
If you stagger the shooting time, you can more or less see which company has a better killing effect. This way you can see the approximate distance, and you need to be as accurate as possible.
The various types of firecrackers deployed at the top of the city will not affect the shooting effect of the observation mortar, because most of the other firecrackers and mortars will not be able to baozha, and even if they baozha, they will not have the level of bombardment of zhayaobao. Explosive effect.
The rebel soldiers were advancing rapidly forward. Those who were covered by the carriages hid behind the carriages. Those who did not have the carriages ran to the edge of the moat as much as possible and then crossed over on bamboo rafts. This was the first step of the plan.
Since it is near the smoke point, the visibility is less than ten feet, and you can only see your companions around. However, this is good, as you can't see the frequent fire cannons at the top of the city, so everyone doesn't have much to worry about, and just head forward. Just charge forward.
"help me!"
"I'm so scared! Oh, fuck you..."
Suddenly someone felt that his feet were being held by something. He looked down and saw a wounded soldier with blood on his face. He almost scared his soul away. He cursed angrily and knocked him away. Kick away.
These are the soldiers who followed Ma Tingbao to attack the city in the previous time, but now they are all dead in the eyes of everyone. Even if some of them can still breathe, they are not far from death. No one will save them with conscience, and their lives are at risk. Just crawl back.
"boom……"
Just when the 3,500 rebel soldiers were focused on charging forward, violent baozha suddenly broke out one after another in the queue.
The first time there were more than a dozen sounds, and soon the same number came as expected. The soldiers in the distance only saw the faint light of fire and heard the screams of their companions.
Only those who are close to the explosion point will know how cruel the baozha is, which is far from comparable to those heavy bullets that arrive in an instant.
The muskets they knew were like big iron balls. They were shot at the team and killed a lot of people or lost a car.
And this object that I just came into contact not only fell from the sky, but also damaged a wide area, and all the things that exploded were iron nails. How would it feel if it was hit in the eyeball?
"Ah...um...eyeballs..."
There was an unlucky guy who was hit hard. The pain was excruciating and he rolled all over the ground. His companions were all horrified when they heard it. As a result, he didn't even scream a few times before the boss was chopped into pieces with a knife and he was told to continue shouting. It will affect morale.
But it is impossible for the commander to chop up all the wounded soldiers. Whenever this bullet falls into the team, it will affect a group of people. Maybe a dozen companions who were marching side by side just now will be killed in the blink of an eye. hurt.
The armor ratio of the three thousand auxiliary soldiers led by Wang Fuchen was very low. Only 20% of the soldiers were protected by iron armor, and only more than 40% of the soldiers were wearing leather armor. The only armor everyone could rely on was the wooden shield in their hands.
This object is to split a tree in half, cut the trunk into four pieces, and then tie it up with rope to make a two-foot square shape, which can barely be used to save one's life.
But for zhayao bags with projectile and splash damage, these crudely made armors of the rebels are of no use at all. Unless they fall around, they will just lie on the ground, tearing their necks and wailing.
"Advance the whole army! Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"
Soldiers and even chariots were constantly blasted into the air by the fire from the city wall, but Wang Fuchen remained unmoved. Now he could only move forward, let alone retreat. Anyone who dared to wail wantonly would be executed on the spot.
"It's all on the forehead! Who dares to disobey?"
The big and small bosses were all waving their swords and commanding the soldiers. If they were afraid of artillery fire, then stop attacking the city and go home and farm.
Fortunately, the "seal of smoke" technique is indeed miraculous. The artillery fire of the army is no longer so accurate, and the killing effect is greatly reduced.
Although the rebels lost no less than six to seven hundred people, they rushed to the moat, put down their bamboo rafts, and began to forcibly cross the river.
Wang Fuchen believed that his strategy made the army helpless, and the fire resistance encountered by the rebels this time was far worse than the previous attack.
If the city can be captured, the three generals can immediately send troops to reinforce their troops.
The defenders in Xiangyang City were nothing more than this. They were as timid as rats and as fearful of the enemy as tigers, relying only on firearms for defense.
The previous attack might have been able to stop the rebel advance, but now it was trapped in smoke and couldn't use its firearms. Defeat was not far away.
Once you reach the city, you can avoid the lowest elevation angle of the Hongyi cannon, leaving only the Fo Lang machine and the Tiger Crouching Cannon.
The rebels risked the lives of more than a thousand soldiers and were very likely to attack the city and meet the defenders with swords and soldiers.
With the virtue of the dog officers and soldiers, the generals were afraid of death and the soldiers were in fear. They were no match for the rebels.
Therefore, the rebels only need to occupy the city head, and the huge Xiangyang City can change hands.
"Quick! Put a bamboo raft on your forehead! Cross the river and climb to the city! Enter the city and you will be rewarded with thousands of taels of silver!"
Wang Fuchen hid behind a carriage parked by the moat and directed the soldiers around him to quickly cross the river.
When the smoke cleared, even if the three generals sent troops to support their troops, they would still be bombarded by a new round of firearms.
Another group of people pushed the cart directly across the bridge, so that they could rush directly to the city without a bamboo raft.
The most opportunistic group of guys used individual bamboo rafts as shields, waited until they reached the edge of the moat, and then directly entered the water and swam across...
Having lost many soldiers before, the rebels still maintained a high fighting spirit. They believed that as long as they crossed the river and rushed to the city, they would be more than half successful. The defenders here were no better than those in Gucheng.
Under heavy pressure, after a lot of fighting, and seeing that they could not defeat the rebels and Xiangyang City was already in danger, they surrendered. 11... Friends who read books, you can search for "Blue Chinese Network" and you will find this site as soon as possible.
