Although Bashan's more than 700 warriors with yellow flags are all brave and experienced people who are not afraid of death, and each of them is wearing double armor and holding a shield.
However, under the fierce artillery fire from the opponent, the charge eventually turned into a point of no return for this tribe. The closer they got to the Ming army's defense line, the fewer troops Bashan's troops had.
Almost row after row, they were thrown to the ground by the fire net composed of various firearms. Many people were shot repeatedly in a short period of time, without even a chance to struggle and run back.
As long as one part is hit by a shotgun or iron ball, you will feel unbearable pain. If it hits two or three places, even if it is not a critical position, you will lose your combat effectiveness and even your ability to move.
Once the Ming Gate is hit, it will immediately die and lie on the ground without closing its eyes. Many armored soldiers with yellow flags are like this.
Without even seeing Gou Manzi's face, he turned into a corpse in two or even several pieces. The blood and organs in his body sprayed out from the wound and stained the ground.
"ah……"
Several armored soldiers who were affected by the sudden explosion of oil barrels were burned all over. They were already standing on the street howling and waving, making a last desperate struggle.
But the high temperature quickly devoured the lives in these "human bonfires" until a strong smell of burning appeared in the air.
The cotton armor equipped by the Qing army could protect against knives, guns, and arrows, and it could barely withstand bullets shot by bird cannons. It was not fireproof, which was one of the few fatal flaws.
When the Ming army was equipped with a large number of oil barrels, this shortcoming was firmly grasped and magnified infinitely.
As long as the Ming Dynasty officers and soldiers in the shops along the street and Min's house found that a dog Tatar had broken through the defense line by the river and advanced towards their own depth, they would release oil barrels towards them.
The whole process lasted only a few seconds. The Qing soldiers were fighting at night, and they were surrounded by Ming troops who planned to sneak attack them. Faced with this underhanded move, they had almost no time to react.
Before throwing the oil drums out, the factory guards who cooperated with the operation lit the rockets in advance, so that they could easily aim at the target on the roof.
If there is a Qing army attacking with lit rockets, they can shoot them first to avoid detonating the oil barrels, and then throw the oil barrels to kill the enemy.
"Kill him!"
The three Qing soldiers finally climbed over from the underground of the armored monster. When they saw that the dog barbarians in the building were still attacking them, they immediately rushed downstairs angrily.
Breaking through a broken door panel, he planned to go straight to the second floor and chop all these damned barbarians into pieces.
Just relying on firearms and terrain to block the attack of the Qing army is simply too much. Now you bunch of barbarians will reap the consequences.
We, the warriors of the Qing Dynasty, have always been invincible in close combat. As long as the two sides are in close combat, the blunderbuss in the hands of the dog barbarians are nothing more than fire sticks.
"Boom~!"
As soon as they rushed to the stairs, a Qing soldier at the front was blown to the ground, with several bloody holes appearing on his face, which shocked the two companions behind him.
"Dang! Dang! Boom..."
"Ah~!"
Immediately afterwards, the two heard the sound of something hitting the stairs, which seemed to be falling down, and then there was another violent explosion.
The two of them were blown to the ground on the spot, and their fate was as tragic as their previous companions.
They never expected that the enemy upstairs would be so insidious as to throw grenades directly downstairs.
It's obvious who taught this trick...
"Dog Tartar! Come here and seek death!"
"Are you feeling better now?"
"Let you scream! Pfft..."
Two East Palace Guard soldiers came down from upstairs, holding bayonet-mounted muskets, and stabbed the three people who were dying.
The prince is right, being kind to your enemies is being cruel to yourself.
At this time, you must not be merciful. This is called "take action when it's time to take action"!
"Fuck him! What a relief!"
"Bah~! Still want us to die? Let's let him die completely first!"
There is nothing more satisfying than killing three dog Tartars in a row. This is a deal worth six hundred taels of silver, and it can be done with two grenades.
Don’t Dog Tartars think they are pretty powerful?
Throw a grenade in front of you to see if you die!
Are you going to continue calling now?
Not to mention such dog Tatars, even if three mad dogs came here, they would still be killed alive!
Step on the dog's head, pull out the bayonet from the head, and then wipe it on the dog's body!
"Bring all your bows and arrows, we can still use them!"
"okay!"
In the eyes of the soldiers of the East Palace Guards, Dog Tartar's waist knife can only be regarded as a trophy and has little use value. In hand-to-hand combat, it is obviously not as powerful as a musket with a bayonet.
The combination of bayonet and musket is most suitable for recruits who have no actual combat experience. They just need to use all their strength and rush forward. No moves are needed at all.
On the battlefield, the simplest method is the most reliable. It can produce 70% to 80% of the training level. Not only directly stabbing the dog to death, but also stabbing it to bleed.
"oops!"
"What's wrong?"
"The dog Tartar has money on him!"
"That's not easy! Get them all out! I'll show you the door! Hurry up!"
"Um!"
As a result, more than thirty taels of silver were found from the three dog Tatars. It didn't look like much, but it was enough for a squad of soldiers to eat and drink for five or six days.
When touching the corpse, as long as you don't hide the enemy's seal or other items privately, the above will not care about it. This is considered one of the tacit benefits for the officers and soldiers in wartime.
"Push it to me!"
"Kill the barbarian!"
Chen Tai was very lucky to have survived the fight, but he already had many wounds on his body. Although it would not seriously affect his actions, he also knew that this attack was at the end of its strength.
There are only four of his men left around him, and the rest are all warriors from other Niu Lu, which means that his own Niu Lu has been completely wiped out by Gou Barbarian.
Even if they don't admit it, it is only in name only, and whether the five of them can survive is another matter.
The dog barbarians around him were as dangerous as a pack of wolves preparing to attack a wounded tiger in the dark night.
Judging from the situation, there was Goumanzi's artillery position not far ahead, so Chen Tai planned to take a few people around him and kill him directly.
Even if he died together with dozens of barbarians across from him, he could still be considered as living up to the emperor's kindness to him.
Just when the eleven or twelve of them were preparing to go on a killing spree, the crisp sound of horse hooves suddenly came from the opposite street corner.
"drive!"
"Slaughter the dog Tartars!"
"Avenge the common people!"
Chen Tai couldn't help but feel nervous. He didn't expect that Gou Manzi had a large number of cavalry ambushing him here. This was going to be too tricky.
Although they had the determination and courage to move forward, they did not want to be crushed alive by the barbarian cavalry.
"Shoot arrows to kill the barbarian cavalry!"
The only way is to fire your bow and arrows and kill them all before the opponent rushes over.
"Pah, pah, pah..."
However, the opponent struck faster. After a blank stare, three of his men were hit by bullets and fell to the ground.
"boom……"
Grenades were thrown over one after another, exploding one after another not far from Chen Tai and his group.
When they woke up, there were five people lying on the ground.
Chen Tai raised his head and saw a bunch of huge black shadows appearing directly in front of him.
That is the cavalry of the Dog Barbarian!
It came so quickly! Very fierce!
Almost in an instant, he rushed forward, but the arrows he fired seemed to have no effect.
"ah……"
Under the influence of huge inertia, the Ming army cavalry holding long-handled swords directly cut the stubborn prey into two pieces.
This is the ace unit of the East Palace Guards, the cavalry of Zu Kuan's first brigade.
The standard weapon was originally a musket, but in street fighting, it was more effective to use a machete to clean the streets against enemies without horses.
The cavalry of the East Palace Guards, like the infantry, are all heavily armored.
The difference is that even the legs and arms are covered with iron plates.
Compared with the plate armor cavalry of the same period in Europe, this kind of invulnerable appearance is the true heavy cavalry.
The iron plate and helmet protecting the torso cannot even be penetrated by bullets. Although the weight is heavy, long-distance assaults are not required in street fighting.
With very little horsepower consumption, the cavalry can carry out dozens of short-distance sprints like this, and the resulting damage to the enemy is also extremely fatal.
A certain prince admired the Jin Army's iron pagoda very much. He wanted to make not only the cavalry heavy, but also the infantry heavy.
This can avoid large-scale rout on the battlefield, because the armor is too heavy and the infantry cannot escape at all.
In street fighting, the problem of too heavy armor does not exist, and infantry fights in small areas.
Zhou Yuji has ordered the recruitment of a large number of buses and rickshaws to transport troops and supplies.
The field hospital is located in the Neifu Zhuku on the west side of the imperial city. Coming out of the door is Huangqiang West Street.
Beyond this street is the Xisi Archway, and further forward is Fuchengmen Street, which has been in turmoil.
The wounded soldiers who were withdrawn from the front line were all taken by bus to the field hospital for treatment.
Naturally, those with minor injuries do not need to go to the line of fire. Just put some "refreshing" on yourself, which is Vaseline.
Zhou Yuji has asked each brigade to distribute a small box to each soldier. It will be no problem if it lasts for three or four days.
"Shushuang" itself has no medicinal effect, but when applied to the wound, it can isolate the air and prevent infection and suppuration.
In this era, as long as it has such an effect, it is an unparalleled miracle medicine.
To say the least, it is much better than drinking extremely bitter herbs.
Even a bruised and bruised man doesn't frown when drinking herbal medicine.
If you can apply some ointment to slow down inflammation and prevent infection, of course everyone will support it.
"ah……"
Seeing his men being killed one after another, and being hacked to death by Goumanzi's cavalry, Chen Tai was so filled with hatred that his eyes were splitting with hatred.
These barbarians should have all been killed by the Qing warriors, but now they are openly killing the Qing warriors in the street, committing an unforgivable crime!
Even if he fights to the last man and is the only one left, facing a group of barbarian cavalry, Chen Tai is determined to avenge his murdered subordinates.
But before he could unload his bow and arrow, he was stabbed in the arm, and he screamed in pain.
"Stop it! Keep this dog Tatar for me! I will shoot him to death myself!"
The platoon leader who led the team looked at the dog Tatar who was fighting like a trapped beast, snorted with contempt, and after giving his instructions, he galloped towards him.
Chen Tai held the waist knife tightly in his hand and stared at the opponent's movements. Seeing that the two sides were about to collide, he hurriedly squatted down and planned to cut off the horse's leg.
When the waist knife was just a palm away from the horse's leg, Chen Tai felt a heavy blow to his chest, his throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but spurt a mouthful of blood from his mouth.
An inch long, an inch strong!
What this platoon leader holds is not the long-handled sword used by ordinary soldiers, but a mace!
If he hadn't wanted to use the mace to kill his prey, Chen Tai wouldn't have had any chance to strike.
"Ahem...damn dog savage..."
Chen Tai was knocked to the ground by a group of people. The pain in his chest made his features hideous. He clenched his teeth and vomited blood while still cursing.
"Say what you are talking about, old wood! Someone, tie him up! Now I finally caught a live dog Tatar, and our faces are bright!"
The platoon leader stripped off the prey's weapons to prevent it from hurting himself, then called to the left and right and immediately tied the prey into rice dumplings.
Chen Tai was hit hard, and when he thought about it, he realized that he had no use for strength.
Unless he bites his tongue and commits suicide, he can only watch helplessly being captured by the barbarian.
"Platoon commander, look at this Tatar who was surrounded by a group of people just now. Maybe he is a high official!"
"High official? Haha, it would be great to be Niu Lu! By the way, how much is Niu Lu worth?"
"I forgot, it seems to cost at least several thousand taels!"
"Hurry up, who in our platoon has a reward?"
"The paperwork is there!"
"First search for the seal on the dog Tatar and check it. If he is really an official, he will be released now!"
The few Tatars who were shot were regarded as trophies of the artillery, and the rest belonged to the cavalry. The two sides had a clear division of labor and would not blame each other for the results of the battle.
The good thing about street fighting is that the results of the battle will never escape by themselves. Even if they are broken into pieces, they can still be weighed by the pound!
Specifically speaking, a person is counted for one hundred kilograms. Anyone who dares to kill a good person and take credit must have himself included!
It can't be too broken to be unrecognizable. At least it must have obvious armor to count.
"I, the warrior of the Eight Banners, don't have any cowards! I'll kill them all! Killing one more barbarian will help relieve the emperor's worries. In the future, the emperor will avenge us and let my family live a life without worries about food and clothing!"
Bashan continued to fight with the last remaining less than fifty soldiers with yellow flags, and he did not intend to run back.
Otherwise, I would be speechless when I saw Jueluo Baishan. After all, more than 700 warriors with yellow flags were all wiped out in one battle.
Even if Jueluo Baishan could let him go, the emperor would still have to demote himself to Niulu, or even a lower level.
Since the founding of the Eight Banners, Xianghuang Banner has never suffered such heavy losses.
To put it more seriously, after a big battle, the number of casualties would be as high as three.
But now, the bridge is still controlled by Gou Barbarians, and Xianghuang Banner has killed nearly three Niulu troops.
Can we defeat it if we invest another three Niulu troops?
Bashan doesn’t know, and he doesn’t have time to think about it now.
"boom……"
After the enemies chose to bypass the tank and rush to nearby houses, the crew members slowly turned the turret, aimed at the dog's back, and then gave the prey a fatal blow.
The prince said that this object can attack enemy targets at 360 degrees without blind angle. From the actual combat point of view, this is indeed the case, but it requires a large number of infantry cover.
In street fighting, this is not difficult. Even if the infantry is hiding in houses and rooftops, they can still provide sufficient fire support for tank crew members.
Because the tank has rough skin and thick flesh, even musket bullets cannot penetrate it. The infantry does not need to deliberately aim at the enemy to avoid accidentally injuring the members of the tank. They only need to fire at the approximate location of the tank.
Hundreds of Eighth Banners soldiers were beaten to death by random guns and grenades in this way, but the luckiest handful remained unchanged under Bashan's command.
However, the firepower of the Ming army did not decrease, and the troops did not suffer much losses. Under Lin Baoguo's on-site supervision, everyone became more and more courageous as they fought, and gradually surrounded the last dozen enemies.
Bashan's left shoulder was injured, and he didn't bother to stop the bleeding. What made him angry was not the injury, but the fact that he hadn't even killed a single barbarian until now.
Rushing into the street, the barbarian threw oil barrels and set off rockets.
Rushing towards the house, the barbarian throws down the explosive mallet.
The Heavenly Soldiers of the Qing Dynasty encountered obstacles almost everywhere, and they were constantly bombarded by Folangji.
Under the cross fire, the forty people were quickly beaten down to only a dozen.
Bashan looked lonely, no longer as brave as before, waiting for the last moment of his life.
