Chapter 165: The First Battle of Artillery

(Today's toothache is not only not alleviated, but it is worse, this chapter is owed yesterday, and the update is late.) The two chapters in the evening will be updated as usual. For the sake of the old wine and the pain code, let's get some flower tickets. )

The prince of the long shirt rushed to the south gate under the escort of the steward and the family, but was stopped by all the guards guarding the city.

"Commander Qiu strictly ordered that the four gates be closed, and anyone who does not have a warrant from the Yamen of the Wei Division is forbidden to go out of the city, and those who violate the order can be beheaded immediately!"

For a while, everyone was blinded, only heard that the Mongols were in the north of the city, and there should not be any in the south of the city, even if the gate was broken in the north of the city, the commander should not stop people from leaving the city.

The old steward came forward to negotiate, his hands arched far away.

"I wonder which general is on duty at the South Gate today? Lao Yu is the steward of the Huang family on the right side of the mountain. ”

Several merchants on the right side of the mountain have fed these guards guarding the city to the fullest stomach on weekdays, and when the guards heard the old steward report to their homes, they immediately changed their indifferent attitude just now, and a smile appeared on their faces.

"It's Mr. Ren Qian who is on duty today, unfortunately, Mr. Qian has just been urgently transferred away by the people of the Wei Si Yamen."

It was a small colonel who spoke, and it should be a military academy for temporary management. The old steward gave his hand again, and then stepped forward to take the little colonel's arm.

"My son-in-law has an urgent need to go out of the city overnight, and I hope the general will be accommodating." At the same time, a piece of silver fell into the hands of Xiao Xiaoxiao, and Xiao Xiao insisted on pushing the silver back, but the old steward covered Xiao Xiao's hand and refused to take it back.

The little colonel's face was embarrassed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The old steward is not for me to embarrass your son-in-law, but for the commander to give the order of the lord himself, and he is not allowed to open the door and let anyone out of the city without his warrant." Then he pushed the silver back, "If you don't do it, you will be ashamed!" ”

The old steward's face was abrupt, but his heart became more and more confused, but the movements of his hands did not stop, and he still pushed the little colonel's hand back.

"Brothers protect the safety of the people, not to mention the hard work, how can you not deserve these money, just take it to eat and drink."

Looking to the north, I faintly saw the fire intensifying, I don't know what the battle situation in the city is, the fierce battle in the city has been for a while, it seems that the Mongols have not been able to succeed for a while, but I don't know how long the Ming army with the fierce battle can hold on.

The Colonel was also worried about the fire in the distance.

"Old steward, the Tartars have entered the city, and the streets are full of rebels, so don't stay on the streets for a long time, find a place to hide, the commander can have a military order here, and I think the Tartars will be driven out soon."

The old steward arched his hand and was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly opened his mouth and asked: "You said that the walls of our Yang and Weicheng are three feet high, how did the Tartars break the city without a word?" ”

The little colonel was speechless for a while, what else could he do if he broke the city like this, he must have been molested, but how could he say it, so he had to be perfunctory. The old steward shook his head and left the south gate with a group of people escorting the robed boy.

After completely leaving the sight of the city guards, the old steward suddenly stopped and said resolutely: "Yang Hewei will not be guaranteed tonight, no matter what, he must leave this place!" Go to the door! ”

He made up his mind that he would open the city gate no matter what, and escort the second son away, even if he was desperate. The young man did not object, but silently accepted the old steward's arrangement.

Sure enough, the group also hit a soft nail at the east gate, and it was easy to say that it was impossible to mention only one section out of the city. The situation at the east gate is also the same as at the south gate, and Mr. Qian and his team were transferred away by the Weisi Yamen, leaving only a few dozen people to guard the key points of the city gate. The old steward's eyes suddenly showed a fierce light, and his right hand trembled, and suddenly a cold hand grabbed his sleeve.

"Uncle Fu, let's not go anywhere, let's go back!"

After that, he couldn't help but drag him away, and the old steward sighed, "Childe still expects that the general soldier of the three guards to raise troops to save him?" ”

The young man in the long shirt nodded happily.

The old steward snorted coldly, "What if you come?" He has less than a thousand soldiers, and he is nothing more than meat sent to his mouth by a tartar! ”

……

Outside the south gate of the Yanghe Acropolis, the younger brother of the last Mongol Khan, he had fallen into a state of madness, his only son was killed by the Han people in a daze, and even his women were brutally beheaded like two children under the age of five.

The appearance of the cold corpses of his son and grandson in the Wild Goose River Valley, he will never forget it in his life, and from that moment on, the driving force that drove him to do something was nothing but hatred. The flames of vengeance burned his sanity and made him forget the purpose of disturbing the border walls of the Ming Dynasty this time. The army swung south, directly killing Yang and Weicheng, the important towns in the north of Datong Prefecture, and even used the eyeliner that had been hidden for many years, just to break the city in a battle, and then let the Han people in the city be martyred for his children and grandchildren.

The Mongolian warriors have been fighting in the Yang and the Acropolis for a while, and there is a blazing fire in the city, but the news of the comprehensive capture of the city has not been sent for a long time, and the Ming army can not rely on the strong city walls, how is the opponent of the Mongolian warriors, this delay is too long. It seems that some additional personnel will need to be sent in.

There were only more than 1,800 soldiers who could fight in the Han Department, 800 entered the city, and 1,000 were left outside the city. With a wave of his hand, he sent an additional 400 people into the city, hoping to break the city with a war, and it is easy to have various accidents after a long delay, so it is the right way to break the city as quickly as possible.

In the end, he gritted his teeth and explained to all the Mongol warriors who entered the city.

"Once you enter the city, regardless of men, women, old and young, whether you resist or not, you will be killed, and all the looted goods will belong to the second class!"

The Mongolian Tartars of the Han Department suddenly burst out with a wolf-like greedy gaze in their eyes, and the Yanghe Acropolis gathered all kinds of caravans from the north to the south, among which there are countless goods and goods, and Taiji has an order, this is a rare opportunity to make a fortune, how can you miss it lightly.

"Kill all the Han people, kill all the Han people!"

In the eyes of everyone, the south gate of Yanghe Wei was broken, and the city had become their fat, and they couldn't run or fly.

The Han tribe had been exhausted on the grassland, and had been abused and abused, until the Great Khan died of illness, and the entire tribe surrendered to the lowly Jurchens in the mountains and forests, and had no choice but to become its eagle dog. Now that there is an opportunity to kill, he will naturally vent his full of resentment, so the captured Ming army who has not retreated at the south gate has become the object of venting, and the sabers have been cut down one after another, and dozens of people have suddenly become a puddle of flesh.

A roaring and roaring group of murderous devils rushed into the city, cutting down people and robbing them of goods when they saw them......

The northern half of Yang and the Acropolis fell into chaos, and the Ming army struggled to support the defense line in the city, retreating one after another, and the counterattack was hopeless......

Suddenly, a bang suddenly arose outside the city, but the Tartars who burned and looted and had already turned red did not pay attention to it at all, and now they only had to kill and rob things.

Zitu was taken aback, "What sound?" What was that? ”

The voice fell, as if in response to his question, another explosion came, followed by a sharp sound of breaking the air, and then a black iron pimple pill smashed down with the cold wind of the early morning of the first lunar month, and fell among the women and children of the Han Department, and suddenly it was eroded.

This march was the first advance of the men and men of the battle, so the old and weak, as well as the property of slaves, cattle and sheep, all came with the army. A black iron bump stoned more than ten people one after another, but it made the heart of the picture distressed, and the Han Department was now almost exhausted, and women and children were the foundation for their recovery, and more than ten people died at once, which was like his own life.

"Someone, someone, who's firing the cannon? Go get them out for me! ”

The knowledge of the picture is not short, and now it is known that someone is shooting at them, and it should be the arrival of reinforcements from the Ming Dynasty. At the same time, organize people to face the dark night and prepare for the onslaught of Ming reinforcements.

Due to the deep night and the unknown enemy situation, Zhentu conservatively chose to brake quietly, he was very confident that in the field battle, there were few people in the Ming Dynasty guard army who were rotten to the bone were their opponents.

But it wasn't the Ming army roaring in front of the black hole......

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The infantry phalanx did not raise fire, and slowly advanced in the darkness with the trumpets of one, two, three, four. In front of the phalanx, dozens of people pushed two small iron cannons and continued to push forward, and Captain Heisenberg was sandwiched between the two four-pounder cannons, constantly urging stiffly in the Chinese he had just learned, "Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Hurry up! ”

Even though the soldiers pushing the four-pounder cannon were happy enough, Heisenberg kept urging, and of course, more often than not, his mouth was bursting out of the kind of chatter that no one could understand.

It was only in command that orders had to be issued in stiff Chinese, and the two four-pounder guns stopped almost every ten paces of advance at Heisenberg's orders and fired two solid four-pounder shells. Then he cleared the chamber and continued to move forward, took ten steps and stopped again, reloaded and fired.

The phalanx of spears followed Heisenberg's artillery team and watched the excitement, until he could clearly see the torches of the Mongols, Heisenberg ordered the two four-pounder cannons to be loaded with scattered shells, and the two cannons fired a salvo, and countless lead projectiles were overwhelmingly shot out, in exchange for a scream, the Mongols seemed to be unable to hold their breath anymore, shouted and rushed up, and the pupils of Li Xin's eyes on the side of the phalanx suddenly contracted. Coming, it was time to test the coordinated operation of infantry artillery, and the vast majority of the Mongols who rushed up were infantrymen, holding sabers and shouting and killing, and the momentum was quite huge.

Heisenberg hastened to order the artillery to rush to the right flank of the pikes, flashing the front of the pikes phalanx.

"Hurry, hurry! Advance! Right flank gun emplacement, ready to fire! ”

His Chinese was so poor that he could barely speak in paragraphs, and could only issue military orders in phrases of a few words. Suddenly, a rain of arrows came over the sky, and several artillerymen fell to the ground, and Heisenberg did not show the slightest fear because of this, but urged the artillery to move forward as fast as possible, and the two four-pounder guns had to be high enough to exert their maximum power.

Gu Shishi, who was in the first row of the spear phalanx, spat out, finally didn't have to watch the exclusive performance of the red-haired ghost, and it was finally their turn to come on the field......