One Thousand and Forty-Five: Ordered
Jiang Jianxun, who had been supervising the battle at the city gate, saw the extraordinary actions of the Qing army, and anxiously ran to ask Gao Bizheng for a countermeasure. Gao Bizheng dusted the dust off his armor with his hands, and while looking at the enemy who was swimming, he said, "What else can I do?" Then find some piercing spearmen who are not afraid of death, and fight them on the shore. Pick some archers and shoot arrows on the vulnerable heights of the ruined walls, and the Tartars will not be allowed to come ashore. ”
"Order!" Jiang Jianxun hurriedly ran to arrange according to Gao Bizheng's order, Gao Bizheng gestured twice with a pair of plate axes in his hand, and then blew the earth and stone chips that fell on the plate axes and shouted: "Transfer all the artillery to Lao Tzu to the west of the city, and return fire to the artillery of the Qing army, the artillery that originally belonged to the west city is only responsible for blocking the enemy's charge!" ”
After a while, more than a thousand soldiers armed with armor-piercing guns arrived, and the soldiers in front of them didn't greet Gao Bizheng at all, and all of them jumped over the broken city wall and ran directly to the moat. However, when the shells of the Qing army fell accurately,
There will be more than a dozen or twenty Ming soldiers who will disappear in front of Gao Bizheng's eyes at the same time.
And Gao Bizheng was fundamentally indifferent to the sacrifice, and even the follow-up soldiers among the 1,000 people ignored everything that happened in front of them and continued to fill the bullet point without hesitation. How to describe that kind of tragedy? Such a sacrifice was so peaceful, even though the cannon fire was like a chisel, it could not break the iron will of the warriors; Even if the haze blinded their eyes, it could never confuse their determination.
The battle on the shore began, and the time for the warriors to take revenge came, and it was these Qing troops who swam across the river that were slaughtered. Liu Zhiyuan's artillery fire moved to other targets, and the Ming army at the gap reached the riverbank, all of them like fishermen with harpoons in their hands, capturing prey in the water one after another.
The Qing soldiers in the water were certainly no more agile than the fish, and with a scream, these Qing soldiers who swam hard to the opposite bank were immediately sent to the bottom of the river four meters deep by the armor-piercing guns above. Seeing that the Qing army could not go ashore in this way, Dolgon ordered Liu Zhiyuan: "Don't be afraid of those who accidentally injure us, give me a moment to fire artillery on the other side!" ”
So the shells returned here, and the Ming soldiers who were blocked in the gap were swept into the air again and again by these shells that were more powerful than hail. It was as if the two armies were not fighting, but competing with each other for their own casualty figures. Whether it is the Ming army or the Qing army, even if the next moment of death will be themselves, everyone's hearts are indifferent, and in the face of death, they are like iron stones.
The gap in the city wall continued to devour life like a black hole, but both armies did not hesitate to move towards this black hole. The Ming archers in the city sniped the Qing soldiers who swam across the river, and the artillery of the Ming army was also struggling to fight back, regardless of whether the artillery fire of the Qing army would shoot at them, they had to use their firepower to cover the offensive route of the Qing army.
The artillery on the other three walls was also moved to the west of the city, and almost every battlement was placed with a cannon, but where were the battlements? Most of the battlements have been shattered by Liu Zhiyuan's artillery fire, and the artillery fire that joined first did not care about these, they all unfolded, and launched a counterattack on the Qing artillery on the earthen ramparts, but Liu Zhiyuan's artillery has almost burned the barrel red.
Is this still a battle of cold weapons? This was probably the fiercest artillery battle in the Middle Ages, and a few years ago, Li Jin could only scratch the walls of Yuezhou with his hands, lamenting the fact that his soldiers were blown up by Zilharang, and hating that he could only watch Yuezhou fall because of his lack of firearms.
Today, although the Ming army's archery skills are not as good as Liu Zhiyuan's, they still fight with their lives to bring almost the same damage to the Qing army. After suffering a large number of losses, the head of the Ming army was once again covered with artillery, which was due to the industrial strength behind them, and the determination and fighting spirit of a nation as strong as steel!
Ao Bai walked back to Dolgon without walking in a straight line, but fortunately he found his way home, and he could still find his way home in the earth-shaking artillery fire, and he could crawl back from the sea of corpses and blood, which was indeed not easy. "Regent, it's all gone, and the three thousand elites are gone, what should I do?" Dolgon didn't look at him, but coldly squeezed a sentence out between his teeth: "What does Baya Lama want?" Ao Bai said without hesitation: "Please give another 3,000 minions, and the minions will try again!" Dorgon said, "Okay, give him another 3,000 men at once!" ”
At the gap, the soldiers in the armor-piercing gun formation have also been replaced by the third wave, and two thousand Ming troops have disappeared from the black hole. However, the third group of soldiers, like their predecessors, continued to repeat the sacrifices of their predecessors. The Qing army pounced again, but not long after, on the section of the river that the Qing soldiers swam crossed, there were six more small boats.
Although it is only a very small boat, there are only six small boats that can rush to the side of the moat, but there are several fierce Qing army armor soldiers on each boat, all of them are holding shields, the speed of the boat seems to be unhurried, but in a blink of an eye, it rowed to the side of the Ming army, the Ming army arrows in the city rained down, and the Ming army archers were able to shoot the enemy on the side of the shield and even under the feet. Today's Ming army can also boast of being the world's best bow and horse, although they did not see their war horses there, although they were still inferior to the strength and accuracy of the Qing army's bow and arrow, but the lethality of the bow and arrow in their hands was still good.
Several of the Qing soldiers on the boat have fallen into the river after being hit by arrows, and they disappeared without even a bubble, if the elite of these Qing army elites can take off their heavy armor after being sunk in the pond, if they can swim, if their arrow wounds are not deep, I believe they will float up again, but what are the chances that these can happen at the same time? More wounded Qing soldiers who sank to the bottom of the river could only gulp the moat water until they had their stomachs full.
The remaining armor soldiers on the boat still need to rely on the shield in their hands to protect themselves, although the Ming army archers may not be able to penetrate the poplars a hundred steps away, but they can definitely shoot through the heart of the Qing army armor soldiers within fifty steps, although the armor-piercing arrows are not poisonous, the arrows are also made of stainless steel, and the arm strength of the Ming army archers also needs to be trained for several years.
Until the angle of the Ming archers in the city became smaller and smaller, the shield in the hands of the Qing army became larger and larger in the eyes of the Ming archers, and at this time it was almost completely able to defend against the shooting angle of the bows and arrows in the city, and the Ming archers had no chance. Seeing that these boats that had just arrived at the shore had not yet stopped, the armor soldiers on the boat couldn't wait to use the spear in their hands as a pole, and the head of the spear was only pushed downward, and their bodies flew to the shore one by one.
(End of chapter)