Chapter 338: Attack on the North Sea III
The Qing army formed a formation and walked in the middle with the coated infantry, whose task was to fill in the trenches, pull out the barbed wire fence on the perimeter of the Ming army's position, and open the passage for the Eight Banners cavalry. The coated infantry carried a variety of weapons in their hands, some with broadswords and spears, some with hunting bows, some with newer flintlock pistols, some with bird guns, some with two people carrying a spear, some with a shovel, and even some with only a sharpened wooden stick in their hands.
"Take it! Fill in the ditch of the Ming Dog and reward a female slave! The officers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, who were supervising the battle behind, shouted loudly.
Being rewarded with a female slave was a great reward for these clothed minions, and the Manchu court fled here, and the women and children, the old and weak, were basically lost. The banner man who almost lost the woman went around plundering the population, and the captured women were naturally kept for their own use, and the men caught could only be beaten singles.
The officer of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, who supervised the battle, continued to shout: "The first one to rush into the Ming Dog position will be rewarded with half a future!" Those who have won the head of the Ming Dog will be naturalized! ”
Hearing the shouts of the officers of the overseers, the coated infantry quickened their pace and rushed to the Ming army's position three hundred paces ahead.
At this moment, a row of fires suddenly flickered on the position of the Ming army in front, followed by white smoke, and the roaring cannon sound followed, and the shells smashed down into the formation of the coated infantry with a piercing whistling sound. Several shells pulled out of the parabola and landed in the formation of the coated infantry, and a loud "boom" like thunder rang out, and the metal fragments that burst out were like the scythes of death, knocking down a large area of the coated infantry.
"Rush! Rush over, Minggou's cannonballs won't hit! The officer of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, who was supervising the battle, shouted.
Taking advantage of the gap in the loading of the Ming artillery team, the crowd of clothed infantry pulled away and rushed towards the Ming position. During this period, several of the Clothed Soldiers, who were frightened by the explosion of the flowering shells, turned and fled, and were immediately cut down by the Overseers.
Not all of the 76 artillery pieces of the Ming army opened fire just now, only 24 of them. Seeing the black-pressed coated soldiers rushing up, the second round of artillery bombardment began, and the 52 guns of various types made a deafening roar, and the muzzles of the black holes spewed out flames one after another, and the shells fell in the formation of the coated soldiers like meteorites falling from the sky, and exploded into huge fireballs. Shrapnel whistled and flew in all directions, and with each explosion, a mass of flesh and blood was raised, and I don't know how many clothed soldiers fell in this round of shelling.
Quite a few of the coated infantrymen were frightened and turned around and ran. The Han Eight Banner Supervisor Team behind him couldn't help but speak, pulled out his knife and slashed for a while, cutting down all the clothed soldiers who turned around and fled in a pool of blood.
"Rush!" The Warlords shouted as they brandished their bloody steel knives.
The Ming artillery bombardment caused more than 300 casualties among the clothed soldiers, also because the formation of the clothed soldiers was relatively sparse, and the flowering shells could not kill more people.
The gunners were busy, cleaning the chambers, stuffing them into the cartridges used to fire the shrapnels, and then stuffing the jet-black shrapnel through the muzzles. The twenty-four guns fired in the first round were quickly loaded, and the gunners turned their muzzles to aim at the coated infantry formation, which had rushed to a hundred and fifty paces away, and ignited the guns.
The roar of the artillery rang out again, and the twenty-four cannons erupted with fire, and the shrapnel flew out of the muzzle, and the gunpowder expanded to produce a scorching gas, which drilled through the small hole in the wooden support at the tail of the cannonball, and then into the shell, so that after flying a hundred paces, the cannonball burst in the air, and countless tiny iron beads rained down on the crowd of coated infantry. I saw clouds of blood mist rising one after another, and countless coated infantry were beaten into hornet's nests on the spot.
"Fire!" The officers of the musket corps roared.
Standing in the trench, the musketeers standing in a row pulled the trigger one after another, and three thousand mini rifles erupted one after another, and the bullets flew out a hundred paces away, spinning and piercing into the human body, constantly splashing bright blood flowers.
The clothed soldiers also fought back with muskets and bows and arrows in their hands, but the distance was too far to pose any threat to the Ming troops who were shooting from behind the trenches. At this moment, the Ming army fired another round, and the dense bullets penetrated into the crowd, causing the clothed soldiers to fall down one after another screaming.
Three-thousand-meter riflemen, divided into three groups, shot sequentially. Mini was reloaded quickly, and the three rows of musketeers took turns firing, and the gunfire never stopped for a moment.
The artillery of the Ming army roared again, and the cannonballs fell in the rear of the clothed soldiers, a large number of clothed soldiers flew with flesh and blood, and many Han Eight Banner Supervisors were also blown out.
"Fire!" As the distance of the cloaked soldiers approached, the rifled gunners in the rear line finally wielded their might.
Gunshots rang out like fried beans, and five hundred breech-loading rifled gunners completed a round of shooting, knocking down a platoon of clothed soldiers. Then they pressed down on the butt, poured out the metal plate that remained in the chamber, and stuffed a new paper cartridge into the chamber, and pressed the butt again to complete the loading. At the same time that the five hundred breech-loading rifled gunners were loading, the other five hundred breech-loading rifled gunners had already pulled the trigger and completed a round of shooting.
The rate of fire of a rear-loading rifled gunner is unimaginably fast, but a mere two rows of gunners can maintain a continuous fire, which is faster than the rate of fire of a three-row Mini rifleman.
However, the number of the clothed soldiers was too much, and some of the clothed soldiers who turned around and fled were all cut down, and the living clothed soldiers did not dare to turn their heads and run away, so they could only rush forward. Soon these clothed soldiers rushed to the barbed wire fence on the periphery of the Ming army's position, and some people drew knives to cut the barbed wire, but found that they could not cut at all. Others tried to move the stakes that were fixed to the ground, but they could not lift the stakes that were firmly frozen on the ground, and instead, a volley of bullets came and gathered around the stakes, and the clothed soldiers who tried to pull up the stakes fell in a circle.
The coated soldiers who served as fire cover in the back shot with muskets and bows and arrows, the accuracy of the smoothbore guns was too poor, the power of the hunting bow was insufficient, and the Ming army also had trenches to protect them, and the shooting effect of the coated soldiers was extremely poor.
White smoke continued to rise from the position, and 3,000 Mini rifles and 1,000 breech-loading rifled guns continued to reap the lives of the clothed soldiers, turning them into piles of corpses outside the barbed wire. The overseer turned around and ran, being slashed by the Overseer behind him, and then driven up by the Overseer.
The corpses were piled up higher and higher, and some of them lay directly on the barbed wire. The corpses that gradually piled up finally piled up on the barbed wire fence in several places and formed a slope.
The cloaked soldier screamed and rushed over the slope where the corpses were piled up, jumped to the trench behind him, and shoveled snow desperately to fill the trench in front of him.
"The clothed soldiers have broken through the Ming Dog wire stumbling rope! They've rushed in, it's our turn! Hetuo turned his head and yelled at the Manmeng Eight Banners cavalry who were riding on horseback and ready to attack.