In the opinion of the rebel soldiers, the smoke shielding strategy they used caught the officers and soldiers defending Xiangyang City by surprise, and they really caught the enemy by surprise. In addition, the southeast wind was blowing today, and they were determined to be helpless. Eighty-eight years of reading,...o
Now that they can advance to the moat relatively smoothly and start a large-scale forcible crossing of the river, the end of the garrison is coming. In terms of close combat, the brothers of the rebel army are not afraid of the officers and soldiers on the opposite side who are strong on the outside and but on the inside.
As long as they can escape the firing range of firearms that throw baozha-style bullets, the rebel soldiers have escaped disaster. They are not willing to encounter those kinds of flying nails. This thing is much scarier than arrow clusters. It's almost impossible to prevent it.
Even the cold arrows tested by the defenders only aimed in a general direction. Unlike the sputtering iron nails, its direction was completely unpredictable. Even if you were hiding behind the carriage, you might be hit in the face and die with your eyes open.
"The officers and soldiers are finished!"
"Give me a boost!"
Seeing that all the parts in their bodies were still there, the big and small bosses gradually gained confidence and saw the hope of seizing the city. Therefore, they ordered the soldiers around them to cross the river as soon as possible, launch a fierce attack on the city, and strive to defeat it in one battle. .
If the officers and soldiers relied on firearms that fired nails to stop the rebels' advance, they would be disappointed today. It was obvious that all the sharp weapons they relied on had become misfired, and they would soon experience the power of the rebels' weapons.
The rebel soldiers were even more encouraged after hearing the orders from their superiors. Everyone realized that the officers and soldiers without firearms to assist in the battle were no better than the common people with weapons. They were not as good as some bandits. As long as everyone rushed and fought hard, , they will kneel down and beg for mercy.
Everyone rushed bravely to jump into the moat quickly, or stood on the bamboo raft, or simply swam in the water holding the bamboo raft, striving to launch an attack on the head of Xiangyang City in less than a quarter of an hour.
"Send the order to the general and advance the entire army!"
Zhang Wenxiu, who was watching the battle from the rear, saw that the amount of artillery fire projected by the defenders had been significantly reduced, and the threat to his own troops was also greatly reduced.
So he suddenly felt that the time was ripe and he couldn't miss it, so he ordered his elite soldiers to rush forward to support Wang Fuchen and strive to capture the east head of Xiangyang City in one go.
As long as one side of the city is captured, the defenders' defense line can be torn apart and a breakthrough can be found for the army to take advantage of the momentum and attack the city. Capturing the city is a sure thing.
"Mr. Ding Qian, why don't you fire?"
Seeing that more and more rebels were forcibly crossing the river, it was difficult to withstand the massive attack of the rebels with only the Folangji and the Tiger Crouching Cannon. Jiang Mingwu, who was impatient, immediately questioned Ding Liang, who was regarded as an effective general.
Even if this guy was personally appointed by His Highness the Crown Prince and was protected by Lord Chitose, he deliberately did not fire a single shot when the battle was in full swing. That would be the crime of cowardice in battle. If true, he should be severely punished.
"General, don't be anxious. The thieves are throwing themselves into the trap. Why don't you stay a little longer?"
Jiang Mingwu, who was opposite him, was already very worried. Judging from his anger, he might burst out at any time, but Ding Liang didn't take it seriously and had a plan in his heart.
"What do you mean by Mr. Ding Qian's words?"
Jiang Mingwu looked at Ding Liang's calm expression, seemingly confident, and asked patiently. If he couldn't explain the reason, he would report what he did to Hong Shaobao for disposal.
"Does the general know that the mortar shells can not only be shot out with cannons, but can also be thrown by hand? Now the rebels thought that our army was already trapped and still fighting, so they launched a large-scale attack. When they reached the city, they prepared to board the city. I will give you orders. If the soldiers ignite the cannonballs and throw them down, wouldn't the result be easy to capture? Isn't this method much easier than finding the target in thick smoke?"
Ding Liang thought about continuing to use mortars to kill the rebels, but most of the battlefield was filled with lingering smoke and dust, making it difficult for observers to judge the accurate distance, and the error in the impact point was very large, which would cause unnecessary waste. - eight - eight - reading - books,..o
If you wait until the traitors run to the bottom of the city and start climbing the ladder, it will be very easy to aim. You don't even need the mortar. You can just throw the bomb bag down. By then, these traitors will not be able to run away, so they can only Exploded in vain.
"...Oh~! Thank you very much, Mr. Ding Qian! I just offended you so rudely and I apologize for my inappropriate words!"
Jiang Mingwu thought about it for a while and realized that this guy's brain was spinning much faster than his own. This arrangement was a good way to get twice the result with half the effort. He could just throw it down, but he couldn't figure it out...
No wonder he had been patient and didn't fire. It turned out that he had already thought about it, but he had been kept in the dark before. He didn't know what this guy was planning unless he asked.
"You're welcome, Commander-in-Chief. I would like to help Commander-in-Chief find some soldiers with strong arms to throw the zhayao bag as far as possible!"
Ding Liang just told the other party how to use this weapon. He didn't even bother to leave. Everyone in the artillery battalion was a treasure, especially the gunners. Wouldn't it be a huge loss if they died in the battle at the top of the city? Therefore, Jiang Mingwu had to do things like throwing zhayao bags down.
"Okay! Don't worry, Mr. Qian, I will make arrangements right away!"
After getting a good way to kill a large number of enemies, Jiang Mingwu turned from anger to joy. Throwing bullets couldn't be easier. His soldiers had no other skills but a burst of strength.
Then Ding Liang told Jiang Mingwu about the way to defend the city. This was also the instruction of His Royal Highness, and everyone must listen attentively.
Behind each crenel, arrange three soldiers, a spearman, a sword and shield soldier, and an archer. They can take into account the long, medium and close range, which is enough to deal with the bandits who continuously climb the city.
As long as they come up from the crenel, the thieves can't look far away, and vice versa. Facing the official defense team, they can't fight, let alone win.
If there are few archers, you can ask one archer to take care of the two or three adjacent crenels, with sword and shield soldiers in front of him to cover him, and order him to hide in the distance to test fire. This is not too difficult.
As for the various types of fire cannons, there is no need to use them for the time being. The current goal is to get the rebels as close to the city as possible and give them the illusion that the official army is about to be defeated, so that they can board the city as soon as possible.
Only when a large-scale invasion of the city begins, the thieves below the city will gather. At this time, it will be their time to die.
Throwing bombs at the crowd on top of the city is more efficient than using mortars to kill enemies from a long distance.
Wang Chengzeng, the prefect of Xiangyang, had previously ordered that no matter what measures were taken, as long as they could withstand the enemy's attack, even the government offices could be demolished to defend against the enemy.
The people in the city also enthusiastically donated materials, especially door panels and nails, and the police officers received a lot from every house.
On the one hand, people were ordered to urgently collect used old nails from various materials; on the other hand, the blacksmith shops in the city were ordered to work hard to make new nails.
If there is metal that looks similar to nails, they can be collected and sent to the mortar camp in buckets for Ding Liang's men to choose at will.
There is not much shortage of nails at the moment. After estimating the current consumption, Ding Liang thinks that it will be okay to survive the next two days.
If Hong Shaobao's army does not arrive within three days, it will be difficult for our troops to survive without rice, and Xiangyang City will be in danger.
Behind the female wall at the top of the city, officers and soldiers filled sacks with soil and arranged them in a row four feet high, forming a temporary defense line to defend and evade the thieves when they boarded the city.
This kind of defense line could not withstand the attack of firecrackers, but it had no problem dealing with arrow clusters. If they missed at the crenel, the officers and soldiers could hide behind the sacks and shoot cold arrows, and the thieves would only be beaten in vain.
"Our army will win!"
"Set up the ladder!"
"Go up one by one!"
"Have the officers and soldiers beheaded to death!"
The attacks from the top of the city were getting weaker and weaker, and the officers and soldiers began to linger just as the rebels expected.
After everyone forced themselves across the moat, they completely ignored their wet and dripping bodies and began to think about how to capture the city.
Even if a hundred or ten people are sent up first, they can still kill the officers and soldiers, throwing off their helmets and armour.
When the rebel soldiers descend on the city in large numbers, Xiangyang City will change hands.
Many soldiers of the former army died in the battle, and they suffered a lot. Everyone thought that the officers and soldiers here were so powerful.
But when it came time to fight for their lives, these officers and soldiers who had just shown off their power with sharp firearms suddenly became decadent.
What kind of bullshit firearms are there? Why don't we have to use people to make them? When we men get up there, we'll chop up the bastard who made the cannon!
Since the firepower at the top of the city became very weak, the rebels coming from the bridge felt that the carts in front of them were a bit useless.
Just using a shield can block the sporadic arrows fired at them. Maybe after a while, the defenders will kneel down and beg for surrender.
Everyone began to work together to play with the siege equipment, and dozens of ladders were erected one after another like mushrooms after a rain.
"General Rong! Toss or not???"
The tooth general holding the sword saw more and more bandits gathered under the city. There were almost a thousand people coming from the land and water.
They all gathered together like ants as densely as ants along the city wall. As they began to climb up the ladder, they hid behind shields and shouted towards the city, and they couldn't wait to ask questions.
"……hold on!"
When Jiang Mingwu saw that Ding Liang still did not express his position, he gritted his teeth and did not let his men light the fire. He also understood that as a general, the more critical the situation, the more patient he must be.
Ding Liang has already given most of the zhayao bags to his troops, so he must use these sharp bullets on the blade, and he must not waste any of them for no reason.
It's just that the rebel army's offensive is becoming more and more fierce, and officers and soldiers are injured or even killed every moment. Jiang Mingwu has almost reached the point where he can't bear it anymore.
No less than twenty thieves climbed up from the crenel and began to fight with the defenders at the top of the city. Fortunately, the defenders were well prepared. There were general commanders everywhere, and the soldiers were able to deal with it calmly. Kill the enemies who board the city.
"Well……"
The thieves had never seen this kind of fighting method before. They had to use a knife to deflect the stabbing of the long qiang. Before they could retract their arms, they saw an arrow cluster stuck in their chests. Then they choked, and their bodies collapsed. He fell from the crenel to the bottom of the city.
There are also lucky guys who can withstand the vigorous attack of the long qiang soldiers of the official army, and use the cover of the crenels to turn the offensive of arrow clusters into invisible, jump into the city, and fight with the sword and shield soldiers.
But he couldn't last more than a few rounds before he was shot dead on the spot by archers hiding nearby who were ready to attack at any time. Those who were not shot to death would also be made up for by long-range soldiers.
For the defenders, each crenel was at least two against one or three against one. Even if the thieves could get on top of the city, it would be extremely difficult to survive, let alone win, unless they saw that the situation was not good after they came up. Jump down again...
Since this was a close combat where life and death could be decided in an instant, Jiang Mingwu's troops no longer played with firearms with the rebels. They voluntarily gave up the slow-loading blunderbuss and used cold weapons to fight. This move made the opponent feel a little at a loss. .
The morale of the officers and soldiers was strong, and they had a relative strength advantage at the top of the city. They were not afraid of the thieves coming up one by one to die. Even if the enemy came up in armor, there were ways to kill them.
"First batch! Throw!"
There were so many thieves under the city that it made him dizzy. When Jiang Mingwu saw Ding Liang nodding to him, he could no longer bear it and immediately ordered the first batch of thirty zhayao bags to be thrown down.
The fuse used in the zhayao bag is relatively long. This is mainly to prevent someone from throwing away the weapon in a hurry. If the fuse is left short and someone slips and drops it on the ground, it will be too late to throw it again.
But you can rest assured that the walls of Xiangyang City are very high. Even if the zhayao bag thrown under the city is still burning, it will be difficult for the thieves to catch it and throw it on top of the city.
"this……"
The thieves who were about to kill each other saw familiar objects one after another, that was the zhayao bag, and it was the zhayao bag with the fuse burning.
No one thought about throwing it back again. It was better to run as far as the wind was whistling. If it ran too late, it would be "pierced through the heart" by iron nails.
However, because there were too many thieves gathered under the city, even if someone saw that the situation was not good, no one would listen and screamed to run away. Instead, they would be regarded as timid and might be chopped into pieces. .
"Boom boom boom boom..."
Because the chaotic situation caused by the falling of the zhayao bag from the sky did not last long, the burning time of the fuse was only as long as the last five numbers, and then there was a series of violent explosions.
The battlefield is narrow and the space is limited. Even if most of the thieves know that a disaster is coming, they have no way to escape. Any area covered by the zhayao bag will be hit by the "moving target" on the spot.
Thirty fireballs suddenly appeared along the base of the city. What was even worse was that they were evenly distributed, with almost no two fireballs overlapping in a large area.
"this……"
Wang Fuchen, who was hiding behind the carriage and directing the battle, was stunned on the spot. He immediately realized that something was wrong, but how could the firearms of the army be fired at such a close distance?
Zhang Wenxiu also had the same question, but before they could continue to think about it, a second series of violent attacks suddenly occurred under their noses.
The rebel soldiers were screamed by the explosion and rolled on the ground in pain, but it didn't help. It was not uncommon for iron nails to penetrate the flesh and even penetrate the bones without armor.
The two of them watched helplessly as thousands of men and horses under their command were knocked to the ground in pieces by objects thrown from the top of the city. From the root of the city to a place thirty feet away, they were all rebel soldiers who had been injured and killed by baozha. The tragedy was beyond words. .
At that time, everyone was in the mood to climb the city, and many people were still dreaming of looting and making money. Moreover, they had no chance to turn around and run away. They were swallowed up by the wanton fireball in the flash of lightning.
After the third wave of baozha, everyone no longer had any thoughts of attacking the city. Being able to save their own lives was considered a blessing from God.
"Run!"
"Fell into a trap!"
"Official and military trap!"
"The wind is blowing..."
Those who understood and could still move their bodies desperately tried to pass through the bridge. It was so crowded that it would be foolish to swim back through the moat at this time.
"Bows and arrows, blunderbuss!"
"put!"
Seeing that a lot of gains had been made in the city, it could be said that there were corpses everywhere. The rebel soldiers were blown away and fled like rats. They collapsed like the ebbing tide of the sea. There was no offensive. Jiang Mingwu also gave up the fourth batch of throwing and switched to long-range troops to shoot the traitors. .
When the bandit soldiers returned to the firing range of the fire cannons, the Fo Lang machine and the tiger squatting cannon on the top of the city opened fire one after another. This time, bombarding the bandit soldiers was more relaxed and comfortable than during the attack. The defeated bandit soldiers had no intention of fighting at all. , the defenders can safely and boldly fire to cover up the enemy. 11... Friends who read books, you can search for "Blue Chinese Network" and you will find this site as soon as possible.
