Yang Feng pointed to the wall in front of which the Tartars had built up with sacks of soil and a small number of stones and asked, "Qiu Disheng, the Tartars have set up a wall in front of them, blocking the way for us to attack, is there a way for your artillery battalion to open a road for the infantry brothers?" ”

Qiu Disheng looked in the direction Yang Feng pointed, looked at it again, smiled, and said contemptuously: "Master Hou, if you can't even do anything about such a wall made of mud, it's better to go home and hug the child." ”

"Go home and pick up the kids?"

As soon as they heard this, Song Ye and more than a dozen family members beside Yang Feng all showed strange looks on their faces.

Yang Feng showed even more disdain, and waved his hand impatiently.

"If you want to have a child, you have to ask Doctor Zhang to agree first, and now you can do it after you do what you are supposed to do."

Most of the people in Jiangningjun know about the matter between Geng Bingyi and Zhang Bailing, the commander of the medical battalion, don't look at this guy in the artillery camp, but he is like a different person to Zhang Bailing, and he is as good as a quail, and this matter has long become a stalk in the upper echelons of the Jiangning Army.

Although this stalk is not something that everyone can say, but it is different for Yang Feng, even if he knows that Yang Feng is using this matter to beat him, Qiu Disheng can only vent his anger on the opposite Tartar.

In this siege, in order to wipe out all the Tartars in Shengjing City, Yang Feng not only reserved a part of the troops to block the four city gates, but also allocated most of the artillery to assist, so the artillery that advanced with the attacking troops was only some light artillery.

This light artillery is an imitation of the M1841 6-pounder gun, which is also the smallest caliber gun equipped by the Jiangning Army, with a caliber of 93 mm, a barrel length of 1.52 meters (16.3 times the caliber), and a gun weight of 389 kg.

Don't look at the caliber of this cannon, but it can also fire solid shells, blasting shells and shrapnel shells, its disadvantage is that the caliber is too small, and the power is naturally not very large.

Since it weighed less than 800 catties, after loading the wheels, three or four gunners could drag it around, and if it was accompanied by a horse, it could even follow the cavalry.

Qiu Disheng, who returned to the artillery camp, hurriedly shouted at the gunners, and under the command of officers at all levels, the gunners unloaded the saddles of the guns, and then pushed the guns along the street, a total of more than 20 guns were lined up in two rows, and the muzzles that emitted cold light pointed forward in unison.

The movements of the Ming army were not concealed in the slightest, and the Qing troops behind the wall on the opposite side looked at the movements of the Ming army in front of them, and their faces changed a little.

After dealing with the Jiangning army for so long, they know better than anyone the power of the Jiangning army's artillery, the city wall of Shengjing is hard enough, and they bombarded it for three whole days, and they collapsed the city wall. I'm afraid they won't be able to withstand even a round of shelling.

A Goshha said in a slightly trembling voice to the deputy commander of the yellow flag beside him, Geltai: "Master, those Ming troops have begun to set up artillery, let's ...... What should we do? ”

Geldey turned his head to look at the soldiers around him, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes.

The yellow flag belongs to the armed forces directly under Huang Taiji, and there are 12,000 soldiers and horses when the full quota is full on weekdays, which is a very remarkable number.

The Manchu Qing Dynasty has eight flags, the strength is naturally strong and weak, the general flag strength is about seven or eight thousand, the difference is even only five or six thousand, the strength of the yellow flag is not one or two points higher than them, but now the original strength of the yellow flag is left with so many people, and the rest have either died in battle or are scattered in all corners of Shengjing City.

"Master, if you say something then, what should we do?" Goshha, who was next to him, saw that Geltai was silent for a long time, and asked again.

"Smack!"

A crisp voice sounded, and Goshha's face quickly swollen, and it turned out that Gertai had slapped him hard.

"You damn minion!"

There was a fierce glint in Gertai's eyes.

"We are born as people of the Qing Dynasty, ghosts of the Qing Dynasty, even if the Ming army has artillery, it's a big deal to die here." Gelthai scolded the horsewhip in his hand and whipped it on Goshha's body without a head.

"Dog minion, you will be the first to rush forward when the Ming army comes, otherwise the master will split you alive!"

This Goshha was whipped by the horsewhip and his nose and face were swollen, but he did not dare to defend himself, but kept his head down and did not dare to make a sound.

However, at the moment of the great enemy, Gertai whipped a few times and then stopped stupidly, pointed at this Goshha and said, "You...... Immediately go to the Han army flag to select fifty people, and after the Ming army attacks, you will take them to launch a counterattack, if you can drive the Ming dog back, it will be fine, if you can't drive the Ming dog back, you will die in front of the battle. ”

Goshha's body trembled a little, and he won in a low voice, "Huh! ”

The surrounding Goshha saw all this, but no one made a sound.

The Manchus, who had just come out of the white mountains and black waters, and the old forests in the mountains and forests for a few years, were actually still in the stage of transition from a slave society to a feudal society.

In the framework of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the emperor was the largest slave owner in the country, and the entire Qing Dynasty was his minions, and the ministers and generals under his command were also large and small slave owners.

Like these Goshha around Gelthai, they are nominally his personal soldiers, but in fact, they are his slaves, and their life and death are all in his thoughts, even if Gelthai lets them die, they have no ability to resist at all.

This is also the reason why Gertai issued a task that was clearly sent to death, and the name did not dare to say half a word of complaint.

The gunners of the artillery battalion have been tempered by the war for many years, and their quality and experience have increased rapidly, but in less than a quarter of an hour, more than 20 guns have been erected, and there are three or four gunners standing next to each gun, and more than 10 ammunition boxes are placed more than 10 paces away from the artillery.

Qiu Disheng, who was dressed in military uniform, stood in the middle of the second row of artillery positions, looked directly at the Tartar wall opposite, slowly raised his right hand, closed his left eye, raised his thumb, and kept the tips of his eyes and thumbs about level, and said after looking at it.

"Attention all units, the target ...... Four hundred and sixty meters ahead, the first round of solid bullets, fire! ”

As soon as the gunner, who had been on standby for a long time, pulled the cannon rope, and with the fierce cannon sound, the cannon body shook, and a long white smoke with scorching fire spewed out from the muzzle of the gun.

The Tartars who had been prepared behind the wall heard the sound of sharp shells, and they had already been tempered by the artillery fire of the Jiangning Army, and they all lay on the ground or hid behind the bunkers that had been prepared long ago without being reminded by the officers.

"Boom ......"

A solid bullet slammed into the sack, shattering the sack with a huge impact, and then the cannonball struck a horse soldier hiding behind with an unexhausted power.

In an instant, a blood mist rose like a drizzle, and the upper body of the vest soldier immediately disappeared, and after a while, he saw a head fall heavily from mid-air to the ground, making a muffled sound.

A soldier of the Han Army Banner who had no time to dodge was still in a running posture, his body was still intact, but the head on his neck was gone, leaving only red blood and white brains scattered all over the ground.

Another vest soldier, who had thought he was hiding well, was hit by a cannonball bouncing off the ground, and his arm immediately disappeared, and blood gushed out of his left arm like a fountain.

More shells continued to hit the wall, and the seemingly impregnable wall was quickly shattered.

In the splashes of dirt and smoke, the faces of the Tartars behind the walls showed a look of horror. At this moment, no matter who it is, whether it is a master or a minion, in the face of this force that cannot be resisted by manpower, all become equal, and the Grim Reaper will not treat you differently because of your identity.

Gertai hid behind a hidden corner, watching in horror as the cannonballs whizzed past the surrounding area, slamming over the walls and hitting the ground around them, stirring up puffs of dust.

Some of the soft ground were punched out of large craters, and more shells smashed into the wall, and the seemingly solid wall was torn out of the gaps, and the screams of the bulleted soldiers were heard from time to time.

"Phew!"

Gelthai spit out a mouthful of mud from his mouth and scolded fiercely: "His grandmother's, why are these Ming dog's cannons so fierce? Our artillery battalions in the Qing Kingdom are all a bunch of waste, and they don't even dare to let out a fart until now! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a terrible whistling sound.

"Boom ......"

A flowering bomb landed heavily more than 20 meters away from him and exploded.

The place where the shell exploded happened to be a corner where the shell could not easily hit, and more than a dozen Qing soldiers hid there.

But it was clear that they didn't look at the yellow calendar today, and the shell exploded less than a meter away from them.

Although it was only a six-pound shell, the shell was also filled with more than 600 grams of black gunpowder, and after the shell exploded, it turned into dozens of fragments and splashed towards the guards, accompanied by a shock wave, and the people were instantly knocked to the ground.

After the shell exploded, the archers, sword and shield soldiers, and several Han army flag musketeers all rolled to the ground, and their weapons were thrown to the ground, all of which were rolling with a hissing sound.

Gelthai closed his eyes in pain, unable to bear to see the tragic situation happening in front of him, and did not dare to stand up and direct people to treat the wounded.

These soldiers who fell to the ground and wailed were not cannon fodder, they were all elites with yellow flags, in previous years, these more than a thousand soldiers alone dared to attack the Ming army ten times more than them, but now they can only cower here, rather waiting for the arrival of death than dare to go out and fight with the Ming army, thinking of this, Gelthai only felt that his heart was about to break.