"How dare you?"
Zuo Mengeng didn't know that there was another person who had the same idea as him.
That is Ying Erdai, the general of Zunhua.
Seeing that there were more than a thousand Ming troops under the city, Ying Erdai even doubted whether they were here to surrender.
It wasn't until he saw the Ming army in battle formation that he was convinced that such a small number of people were really here to attack the city.
Let alone him, both Li Sizhong and Fan Wencheng were puzzled.
"Isn't this Ming army general a delusional person?"
Fan Wencheng laughed loudly.
Apart from this explanation, he really couldn't think of any other explanation.
Li Sizhong laughed accordingly.
"A mere remnant brigade dares to challenge our great golden heavenly soldiers?"
Ying Erdai was quite happy.
"Originally, I was sent by the Great Khan to stay here, but I regret that I couldn't make any achievements. This group of bright dogs came just in time and let grandpa practice his skills."
He turned around and told his lieutenant: "Go, gather all the armored soldiers and go out of the city to fight."
Fan Wencheng was startled and quickly warned: "General, be careful of fraud."
Ying Erdai laughed loudly, pointed to the terrain outside the city and said: "Look, even if you know that the dog is deceitful, what can you do to me?"
Li Sizhong and Fan Wencheng looked at it and couldn't say anything against sending troops.
The mountains extend to the east of Zunhua City for more than ten miles. Other than that, it's smooth sailing.
Even if the Ming army used a small number of troops as bait, it would be easy for Ying Erdai to withdraw from the city.
Li Sizhong and Fan Wencheng didn't think that these more than a thousand Ming troops could stop Dai Jin's elite.
Seeing Ying Erdai descending the city wall and leading the cavalry out of the city, Fan Wencheng finally became more careful and ordered: "Send someone quickly to convey the military information to the Khan, and also send scouts to investigate the surrounding areas."
The Ming army suddenly appeared at the foot of Zunhua City, which was quite strange in itself.
Fan Wencheng was afraid that the Ming army would make any big moves, so he was more cautious.
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Hou Jin's departure from the city disrupted Zuo Mengeng's plan.
He threw the telescope to Mao Yuanyi and did not let Mao Yuanyi disturb his command.
"Go, tell Li Xiangzhu to adjust the muzzle of the gun and deal with the Tatar cavalry first."
Before Zuo Mengeng's order came, Li Xiangzhu had already changed it on his own.
"The first squadron, the second squadron, the target is 500 meters, minus three degrees."
"Third Squadron, target 300 meters, minus five degrees."
Fortunately, the Zuoying cannon could adjust its elevation up and down, and the soldiers were busy resetting the shooting points.
And this scene happened to be seen by Mao Yuanyi.
He took the telescope and imitated Zuo Mengeng's look. He immediately realized the value of the telescope and marveled at it.
Then he looked around like a child who was exposed to a telescope for the first time, and was very interested in everything he saw.
As a result, I saw the artillerymen revising Zhu Yuan, and I was frightened again.
Previously, the artillery in the rear camp was covered with gun jackets. He only thought that the artillery in the rear camp was the same as the ordinary Franco machine. Looking at it again at this time, I found that it was completely different.
Ordinary artillery, whether it is a Franco machine or a general cannon, they are all dark and look very old. But the artillery in the rear camp was white, glowing, and obviously smaller in size.
He knew the goods well, and he could tell at a glance that the artillery was actually made of steel.
How could such a battalion of troops get so much steel to make cannons?
Not only that, these artillery can actually adjust the muzzle?
Mao Yuanyi really wanted to ask how this was done. However, Zuo Mengeng was already in command and had no time to talk to him.
The artillery position was 1,300 meters away from the city wall, but Li Xiangzhu did not let the artillery directly hit the entire team of Houjin cavalry at the city gate.
Because it's too late.
The muzzle adjustment here has just been completed, and the Houjin Cavalry has begun to advance slowly.
In this case, the artillery strike distance is just right between 500 meters and 300 meters. It can help the infantry greatly weaken the momentum of the cavalry, and the infantry can handle the rest by itself.
He changed the combat goal, and Zuo Yong was equally alert.
Originally, in order to suppress the city head, the fourth brigade adopted a two-row array. But now in order to deal with the cavalry, Zuo Yong quickly changed the formation to a three-row array.
In addition, he also told the soldiers to stop where they were and not move forward.
It can be seen that Hou Jin's military quality is indeed very high.
After the five hundred armored soldiers left the city gate, they only had twenty seconds to complete the entire team.
Ying Erdai looked at the Ming army a thousand meters away, which had no armor at all, and showed a cruel smile.
"The Great Khan left me to defend the city, but all the battle achievements were taken away by others. Now that these bright dogs are coming to our door, what should we do?"
The long-term victory made Hou Jin's soldiers all full of arrogance, waving their sabers and laughing wildly, and their shouts like hungry wolves were extremely intrusive.
Ying Erdai was very satisfied with the reaction of the soldiers. He waved his long sword and shouted: "Kill!"
The five hundred cavalrymen began to jog slowly. After nearly a hundred meters, their speed gradually reached the limit.
There were only five hundred riders, but the dust they rolled up looked more like an evil dragon. The murderous aura coming towards the face and the violent shaking of the earth can completely scare many fragile soldiers.
Fortunately, Kurikazuki doesn't do this.
Long-term artillery training has long made the artillery commander immune to this power.
No matter how powerful the galloping cavalry is, can it be compared with the volley of artillery?
Kuri Xiangzhu stared intently at the running of the Houjin Cavalry. When he reached a distance of 700 meters, he suddenly waved his arm down.
"fire!"
The messenger behind him immediately waved his flag so that the order could be seen by every gun position.
The gunner quickly lit the fuse and retreated to a safe position.
The fuse burned violently, matching the speed of the cavalry charge.
When the Houjin cavalry reached 550 meters, thirty artillery pieces roared together, and thirty black dots crashed into the cavalry at lightning speed.
The place where the cavalry and the artillery shells met happened to be the 500-meter center line.
After fighting with the Ming army for so many years, Hou Jin was mentally prepared for the power of cannons. So when they saw the dark shells flying, these people didn't care.
There are just big round balls on the left and right. If it gets hit, it's bad luck.
On the contrary, if there is no collision, then there is no need to worry at all.
With this idea in mind, the Houjin cavalry drove their horses even more frantically, wanting to chop off the Ming army's heads with their sabers as quickly as possible.
But things were far beyond their knowledge.
Thirty artillery shells flew into the cavalry formation and exploded with a roar, annihilating all the noise like thunder. At the same time, the shock wave of the explosion combined with the debris flying in the sky harvested all the lives it encountered.
Whether they are humans or horses, they are as small as ants in the face of such an explosion.
Amidst the smoke, a large part of the cavalry formation was completely lost.
Before Houjin's soldiers could react, a second wave of fifteen shells exploded again.
The formation that originally appeared sparse under the first wave of bombings, after this time, only a hundred riders remained.
As for Ying Erdai, the North Korean MacArthur, his body had already been wiped out in the first wave of bombardment.
After two waves of artillery fire, the remaining cavalry had already lost consciousness and ran into the range of the muskets purely through inertia.
Zuo Yong frowned and glanced in the direction of the artillery with dissatisfaction.
Damn it, you guys have already blown it up, so why do we need our infantry?
Fortunately, I am not slow to speak.
"Fire!"
"Bang bang bang bang bang..."
Two consecutive rounds of concentrated shooting, the results can be imagined.
There are no more scenes of galloping horses and panicked earthquakes on the battlefield. Instead, there are just a few lonely war horses, wandering on the battlefield, trying to find their original owners.
From the time the golden armored soldiers launched their charge to the end of the battle, it only took a minute.
But seeing the outcome of the battle, both sides were somewhat unable to accept it.
Mao Yuanyi was so frightened that she dropped the telescope in her hand.
"This cannon...this firecracker...this, this, this...how can it be so fast?"
He had fought against Hou Jin in Liaodong, and of course he knew how difficult it was to eliminate five hundred Hou Jin elites.
Often you have to pay five times or ten times the price, but you may not be able to do it.
But in the battle before them, all five hundred Zhengbai Banner elites were wiped out in the blink of an eye.
What shocked him even more was the power of firearms in the rear camp.
Thinking about it, just now he was anxiously criticizing Zuo Mengeng's tactics.
Looking back now, it turns out that the clown is himself.
On the city wall of Zunhua, Li Sizhong and Fan Wencheng had earth-colored faces, their legs were trembling, and they felt like the sky was falling.
The one led by Ying Erdai is the most powerful force in Zunhua City. Now the five hundred armored soldiers are gone, leaving only three hundred unarmored soldiers.
How can we fight this battle?
Fan Wencheng suddenly came to his senses and roared: "Close the city gate, close the city gate quickly!"
It's too late.
The main force of Hou Jin was quickly eliminated, which greatly boosted the morale of the Hou camp.
With the blessing of courage, these new soldiers became extremely fast.
Zuo Yong drew his sword and pointed at the city.
"Fourth Brigade, move forward!"
More than three hundred soldiers lined up in a neat queue and pressed towards the city step by step.
Behind them, three formations of the cavalry brigade followed quickly, and there was a suffocating feeling as dark clouds pressed over the city.
Li Xiangzhu had already ordered the artillerymen to readjust the angle of the artillery and aim at the Zunhua city wall. The artillery of the third squadron aimed directly at the city gate and bombarded it.
Amidst the continuous explosions, the soldiers of Houjin who rushed to close the city gate were killed and injured, and no one dared to take a step into the city gate.
The city walls were also blasted with shells, killing more than 80 people.
The people in Houjin had never seen such a fighting method, and they didn't know how to deal with it. For a moment, everyone was frightened and actually felt fearful.
