Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 326 Fort Battle Fleet

This should be regarded as the first confrontation between fixed fortifications and surface forces in the east. Although the standard is much worse than that in the late Qing Dynasty, the Yangtze River Navy of the Ming Army is not even one-fifth of the advanced equipment of the British Royal Navy. And the Anqing Fort is also inferior to the Dajiao Fort, Tianjin Wei Fort and other fortifications. The cannon is a general cannon that is one progress behind, not the Hongyi cannon. However, this long time can be regarded as a very fresh military experience.

Arranged in a column, the Yangtze River Navy can pull out several kilometers long. Of course, there is no room for so many warships on the side of Anqing City. According to the usual practice, the vanguard battalion is the first to rush to the shore. Muscles scare the enemy's courage before the battle begins. In the first round, a large Fuchuan has already dispatched one, followed by the Cangshan boat used for landing. The sand boats are as dense as bedbugs in spring water.

The spirit of the navy of the Ming army is still quite high. More than 200 years ago, it was the water battle at Poyang Lake that established Zhu Yuanzhang’s imperial career and the failure of Chen Youliang. More than 30 years ago, the naval forces of the Ming army with the Jiangnan navy as the main It even put a stop to the Japanese pirate Toyotomi Hideyoshi's ambitions, shouting chant, and the Ming army in charge of landing desperately paddled two rows of oars, and in a blink of an eye, they were already hundreds of meters away from the fort.

At this time, the fort of the Qihuo army with the general cannon as the main force also opened fire. Through the adjustment of the rotating turret, all twenty cannons bombarded in the same direction, but the main force, the lucky boat with the Xu character flag, was booming. Long trembled violently, and was hit by three shots. The front sail creaked and fell down. There was a big hole in the bow of the ship, and it was obviously leaning a little forward. There was a big hole in the left side of the ship, and the terrified shouts of the officers and soldiers above could be heard.

Those who commanded the first wave of strikers were not ordinary people. Wei Guogong Xu Hongji, a descendant of general Xu Da, saw that his own ship took the first round, and many Xu family soldiers fled in panic. He took the knife and chopped it on the mast.

"No chaos! Speed ​​up the oars, and you will be fine after rushing through this burst of artillery fire! Whoever dares to make chaos again will be beheaded on the spot!"

After all, the commanding general's prestige, as well as the personal soldier Ding's sharpened swords, the southern troops of the Nanjing Guards had to grit their teeth and continue to control the big boat to avoid the damaged Cangshan boat in front and row forward.

The reloading time of the general’s cannon is quite long, and it took only 3 minutes to finish the second round. The battalion commanders waved their knives and shouted, and all the rumbling cannons went out. This time, 100 cannons were aimed at the same time. Looking at the lucky boat, the distance was more than [-] meters closer this time, and a total of six cannonballs bombarded it. The front deck was bombarded like the surface of the moon, and the flying sawdust killed a large number of officers and soldiers. Wei Guogong's face was already a little pale. green.

"It's a coincidence to charge again! It's impossible for the bandit's cannon to move so fast!"

The main general was frustrated, but the officers and soldiers below were fine, and they continued to charge desperately like the 100-meter paddling race. At a distance of more than [-] meters from the Anqing City Wharf, the third round of guns rang out again.

This time, I was unlucky. I only hit two shots in total, and they still shot flat on the side of the ship. Except for killing a few officers and soldiers, it didn't damage the hull too much. Unfortunately, this Wei Guogong obviously didn't have the courage of his ancestors. With a whimper, the huge Fu Chuan turned his head straight, knocked over a few disembarked ships under his command in succession, and fled back in the face of the officers and soldiers who fell into the water desperately.

The officers and soldiers marching now are embarrassed, they will have the guts of the soldiers, all the officers have fled, and the southern soldiers below have no fighting spirit, but the order to retreat has not been issued, and the ships below are all in chaos. Some went back, and some rushed forward, bumping themselves into a mess.

However, the officers and soldiers were uncomfortable, and the beggars were also a little depressed. The effective range of the flintlock gun was about 100 meters. Pick up the gun, put it down, pick it up, put it down, and turned to Liu Zongmin who was directing the cannon and complained again.

"Chief whistle, can't you shoot closer?"

Liu Zongmin, who has a rough temper, just rolled his eyes and ignored him. I don't know who was yelling and firing. If he wants to get angry, Liu Zongmin doubts whether he can be pissed off. The deputy commander is really hard to do!
The firecrackers were out of reach, and the tiger squatting cannons were still a little out of place. There were only [-] cannons left and another round was fired. When they were blown up in the army fleet, another group of people turned their backs. There was a sound of gold ringing, and the official and military fleet that had been granted an amnesty turned around and rowed back.

"Damn it, the officers and sailors are just as virtuous! If I knew I didn't have to be so nervous, our old horse took a horse and a knife, led a dozen brothers down and killed them."

I really don't know who was sweating and yelling to withdraw the troops just now. Seeing the officers and soldiers retreating in desperation, Ma Shouying's old wrinkled face stretched out again, slapping his thighs and bragging, Song Qingshu couldn't help but stare at him. Shaking his head, he looked through the binoculars and watched the quarrel between the commanding staff on the opposite side. It seemed that something had happened, and Song Qingshu turned his head back with a solemn expression.

"Order all the battalions to prepare the tiger squat guns. This time the officers and soldiers are going to play for real!"

Not long after the order was handed down, once again, the naval formation opened, and there were countless Cangshan warships, and the sand boats were paddling forward.This time, I will give you a headless!
The three big blessing boats also rushed forward, and there were more than a dozen Cangshan boats scattered there, also flying the commander-in-chief, and they were all rumbling there beating their war drums. This time, it was really hard to tell which one was the leader.

"Free fire! This time shoot at the boat!"

The commanders at all levels of the begging army also got up after death.

Although the cannons are lagging behind, they are more flexible than before. I don’t know how long it took. Twenty cannons roared one after another. From time to time, a water column splashed on the river. The boat couldn’t stand it, even the Cangshan Mountain, which was about ten meters away. , With a bang, the wood cracked, and the bow of a Cangshan boat lifted up for a moment, and slammed to the side, smashing the bow of another Cangshan boat into pieces.

After spending nearly eight small boats, and crashing themselves into chaos, more than 80 warships of the Ming army finally came within 100 meters of the shore.

"Raise the gun, let it go!"

Unexpectedly, the infantrymen of the begging army on the shore were also repeating the same order.

"Raise the gun, let it go"

Crackling, the monotonous battle just now suddenly became exciting, just look at the shore and the water, the white smoke rushing out is as dense as the keys of a piano, the size of the officers and soldiers, the size of the machine, the bird gun, The begging army's tiger squatting guns and flintlock guns all greeted each other fiercely, but in this round of confrontation, the begging army still took advantage.

In front of the fort, there is a half-person-high female wall, covering a large area of ​​damage, but there are not many places to cover on the ship. Among the dense bullets, I saw the official and army fleet, and the shot Southern Army fell into it like dumplings. In the water, especially the tiger squatting cannon, when it hit the boat, it jumped up by a dozen. The few southern soldiers who stood up and planned to shoot in front were pierced with neat blood holes in their chests, and fell to the ground twitching. The army is even more frightened.

And it's not over yet.

"Rotate, shoot!"

The Qihuo army has always used the three-stage shooting. When the officers and soldiers reloaded the firecrackers, the second round rang again, followed by the third round, and then the first round was filled with gunpowder, and came up again. Within 1 minute, Shooting six rounds alternately in this way is like the endless firearms of the beggar army, and the officers and soldiers at the front can't even raise their heads.

Finally, the river was red with blood, and the unbearable officers and soldiers retreated again.

However, the officers and soldiers did not do nothing. The Fran machine guns fired at the same speed and ruthlessness. When several beggars showed their heads, they were shot in the head by the cannons. The bouncing bullets also killed a large area behind them. A group of beggars in the fourth division couldn't bear the casualties, and fled backward in a collapse.

This is not relentless, Song Qingshu gave an order, and the number ten deserters who led the escape were directly captured and pushed back to the riverside, where they were shot and executed. Watching the large-caliber guns being hit in the head, the other battalions were frantic Jump, more layers of shackles of worries.

But in general, the casualties of the officers and soldiers were still high. The two rounds of attacks did not produce any substantial results. Instead, they left hundreds of corpses and damaged more than a dozen ships. Almost an hour wasted, watching with binoculars In the middle, Song Qingshu obviously saw that the morale of the opposite party had dropped a lot, and the officers and soldiers were listless.

The rest time was longer this time, and nearly half an hour passed before the third round of attack came as scheduled, but this time, the ten largest big blessing boats in the hands of the officers and soldiers blocked the front, leading the rear The boat charged.

"Hey, damn it, isn't this a live target?" Looking at the slow speed of the Fuchuan, Liu Zongmin couldn't help but brows brows, and he was gearing up, who knew that as soon as the words fell, hundreds of stones were thrown from mid-air in the whistling.

Nowadays, the concept of water warfare still stays in the battle of jumping and battling. The loaded trebuchet kept throwing big stones to the shore amidst the creaking and tightening of the rope.

This begging army is a bit miserable. Although this thing is not accurate, what it is after is a one-sided kill. There are hundreds of large and small stones in one shot, and it looks like it is raining on the river. Don't underestimate these pebbles. The earliest human projectile weapon was a manual catapult. In the Bible, David used this thing to kill the Cyclops. In the battle of Diaoyu City in Song and Yuan Dynasties, Mongol, the great Khan of Mongolia, was also killed by a catapult.

All of a sudden, the beggars on the shore were beaten like rats, even Song Qingshu was hit, and a piece of stone hit his head with a bang, and the telescope was thrown far away, and he was also spanked sat on the ground.

"Damn it!"

(End of this chapter)