Chapter 150: Artillery Specialist

The walls of Qingchun Gate were instantly filled with flowers of gravel and sand.

One by one, the bodies were blown up into the sky, and then fell so heavily that several of them flew out and landed outside the city walls.

The officers and men of the Ming army suddenly suffered a drastic change, and they were as chaotic as a swarm of headless flies, scurrying around.

They simply had no contingency measures against shelling.

And those Ming troops anyway, some of them were veterans, but they were a little good at dodging artillery, they dragged the sandbags piled up on the city wall to one place, stacked them, formed holes, and then hid inside.

But such veterans are a minority after all, and their holes have become the most fierce place for the chaos to fight.

Instantly, some rebels began to draw their swords against each other.

The shelling of the Tartars continued indefinitely, and Wu Zheng was unable to react at all for a while.

I can only look at this mess in a daze, and I already have the consciousness of accepting defeat in my heart.

Wu Zheng thought of retreating and retreated to Shaoxing Mansion.

……。

Five miles away, on a makeshift platform, Duoduo with his left calf tied into a pillar.

I watched intently at the column of smoke from the explosion on the city gate.

For him, this is the most beautiful fireworks.

What he wanted was not only victory, but to take advantage of this battle to crush Wu Zheng, the hope of the Ming people in Hangzhou, and the will to resist of the small court in Shaoxing.

Bolo is no longer in command of the Qing army, but has always been by Duoduo's side.

Duoduo is crippled and needs helpers by his side.

Bolo put down his shiny monoculars, "Lord Wang, the Ming army on the city wall is in chaos, it's time to order the siege of the city." ”

Indeed, the most important thing to do at this time is to take advantage of the chaos of the Ming army and order a strong attack.

But Duoduo listened to Bolo's words, but did not react at all.

Bolo had to repeat it again.

This time Duoduo reacted, he pointed in the direction of the city wall and said, "How long do you think the Southern Barbarian Army can hold out?" ”

"This ...... It shouldn't last more than half an hour. ”

"In that case, why the siege? When the Southern Barbarians collapsed, they would naturally open the city gate and surrender to the king, so why would the king sacrifice the lives of his sons? ”

Bolo is right to think about it, today's victory is like a three-finger snail, it can be said that it can be captured, so there is no need to let the soldiers of the Eight Banners Army rush to kill.

"This king actually doesn't like to kill people, but today is different, this king wants to slaughter the city." Duoduo said lightly, as if he was not talking about life and death, "After entering the city, the king decreed that no men should be left except women. ”

"Yes."

……。

Chen Shoujie, who had an anxious face, crawled in front of Wu Zheng and roared loudly: "Lord Wu, hurry up and give the order to dodge." ”

Wu Zheng smiled bitterly and pointed to the rebellious soldiers who had become a pot of porridge, and replied loudly: "Do you think that the words of this official are still useful? ”

Chen Shoujie shouted: "Kill, kill!" ”

Wu Zheng heard that the Lingtai was clear, so he got up with a "pout" and drew his knife to cut down a chaotic soldier who rushed to his side.

shouted: "Pass on this official order, and those who dare to run around again will be killed on the spot." ”

So, Chi Erhan and other hundreds of households and general banners rose up when they heard the sound, and they all drew their knives and slashed at the rebels.

More than a dozen heads fell to the ground, and the chaos was cleared in an instant.

Gradually, the soldiers calmed down, and they suddenly realized that even if they stood still, the shells would not fall on their heads.

Even though there are still human bodies that are constantly blown into the air by shells, they are still alive.

With this discovery, the soldiers no longer panicked.

Under the kicks and hands of the veterans, the orderly formation of the team began, and the bunker was constructed.

Wu Zheng let out a big sigh, in fact, the artillery fire of the Tartars was not intensive.

This panic comes from being caught off guard.

Looking back at Chen Shoujie, Wu Zhengbi gave a thumbs up and shouted: "Today, this official will remember your first merit." ”

Chen Qicai pulled Wu Zheng down and squatted down, "Be careful, adults." ”

Wu Zheng patted him on the shoulder, and then shouted loudly to Chen Shoujie: "Your artillery battalion, can you fire and suppress the enemy?" ”

Chen Shoujie stepped forward, shook his head with a wry smile and said: "My lord, these cannons are all small cannons under 1,000 catties, and the farthest range is in Erchengdi. ”

Wu Zheng looked back at the enemy troops outside the city depressedly and asked, "What kind of cannon is that Tartar used for, and why is it so far?" ”

Chen Shoujie said with a strange face: "At least two thousand catties of red-clothed cannons, the range is four or five miles. It is estimated that the coastal defense guns were captured by the Tartars of several Davids along the coast. ”

As soon as the words fell, Chen Shoujie shouted, "Get down." ”

His son Chen Qicai quickly overwhelmed Wu Zheng.

With a "boom", Wu Zheng felt a slight tremble, and then countless gravel fell like raindrops.

Wu Zheng's ears were "buzzing".

When I raised my head, I saw the father and son of the Chen family spitting out the sand in their mouths.

"Chen Shoujie, you are amazing!" Wu Zhengbi gave a thumbs up and said, "The cannonballs are coming towards me, can you hear it?" ”

Chen Shoujie responded: "If you have been shelled for a long time, you can hear it. ”

"Phew!" Wu Zheng spat violently, "The official would rather not hear it, by the way, how do you know that the artillery is a Ming artillery captured by the Tartars?" ”

"My lord listens attentively, most of the artillery cast by the Ming Dynasty is copper core, the iron bore is hard, and the sound of the cannon has a clear sound, while the Tatar artillery uses more copper, and the sound of the cannon is transparent."

Wu Zheng really listened to it, but he didn't hear anything.

So he waved his hand and said, "Then what plan do you have now?" You can't let the soldiers just sit like this, right? ”

Chen Shoujie smiled instead, and he said: "Don't worry, my subordinates have heard that there will be no more than ten Tartar cannons at most, and my subordinates estimate that there will be only eight cannons." Now there have been seven or eight rounds of shelling, and it is estimated that after three or four rounds, it will stop. ”

"Why are you so sure?"

"I said below that the Ming Dynasty lacks copper, and most of the cannons cast are copper cores, and the iron-bore shelling can not be too long, generally after ten to twelve rounds of shelling, it must be stopped, otherwise it is easy to explode. Moreover, these rounds of artillery, the Tartars used flowering shells, and they were already preparing to attack. ”

Wu Zheng understood this reason, the infantry began to attack the city, and the artillery fire naturally had to stop, otherwise wouldn't they even blow up their own people?

was said by Chen Shoujie, Wu Zheng's heart was settled.

Glancing at the city wall, the chaos had subsided under the suppression and combing of Chi Erhan and others.

And the casualties are actually not large, no more than 100 people.

Chen Shoujie said: "My lord, when the Tartars attack the city for a while, and enter the distance of two miles, do your subordinates order the artillery battalion to open fire to stop the enemy?" ”

Wu Zheng shook his head and said: "Your father and son are in one city and one in the city, according to the original strategy, and act according to the orders of the official. ”

"Yes."

Seeing his father go down the city tower, Chen Qicai came up and asked Wu Zheng: "My lord, will it be ...... to concentrate on such a narrow area with sixty-three artillery pieces Wasted? ”