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Chapter 189 Fierce Battle at Fort Lushun
Amin nodded in agreement, and issued an order to order the Han army to line up and launch an attack in the north of the city.

The number of Han soldiers who came with them was not large, less than 2000.Amin didn't expect them to break through the enemy's defense in one fell swoop, but just wanted to see what was wrong with the enemy's arrangement.

To put it bluntly, it is a test. Using the worthless lives of the Han army to conduct a test attack can also consume the ammunition of the Ming army.

When Jiannu was mobilizing troops and arranging troops, Zhang Pan and He Kegang had a brief discussion and made corresponding adjustments.

Pikemen, sword-shieldmen, and archers marched to the front through the trenches, supplemented by a small number of musketeers, and faced the Han army who surrendered head-on.

And more musketeers are quietly concentrated on the two wings of the enemy's attack surface, which can form crossfire and strike the enemy fiercely and fiercely.

He Kegang also transferred the [-] Musketeers he led from the fort, which were originally used as a reserve team.But the purpose of aiding Dongjiang this time is to train troops in actual combat. If there is a chance, why not go there?

From Zhang Pan's point of view, to give full play to firepower, the focus should be on combating Jiannu.If exposed in advance, Jiannu might be too frightened to attack.

The Han army is poorly equipped and not very powerful, so it is not worth wasting too much ammunition.

The shields were in front of them, and the archers were responsible for suppressing the cover. The Han army slowly approached the trench with swords and guns in hand.

This is a shelter trench with a width of more than two feet and a depth of three feet. There are many half-foot-high sharp wooden piles buried in the trench.

It's a bit strange, isn't it? It's three feet deep, but it's waist-high, and you don't even need to fill in the trench, as long as you avoid the sharp stakes, you can rush over.

But this is a new tactic developed in martial arts, in order to attract the enemy to attack directly.This trench is not for blocking, but for delay, so that the musketeers have more opportunities to fire and shoot.

The reason is simple, if you think you can cross a small river, will you still work hard to build a bridge?
Moreover, this is not only a delay to the enemy's advance, but also an obstacle when the enemy retreats.

Of course, the launch of any new tactic must go through actual combat tests.But Zhang Pan and He Kegang dared to use it under Lushun Fort, but they showed full confidence.

Sure enough, Jiannu launched a tentative attack without much preparation due to this formation.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... Clusters of arrows rained across the trench and landed on the Ming army's position.With the protection of parapets and trenches, the soldiers of the Ming army could not be injured at all, except for those who were unlucky.

Holding their shields, under the howling command of the officers, the Han army jumped down the ditch, watched their feet, and approached slowly.

There was no movement in the Ming army's position, just watching the enemy cross the ditch and climb up the three-foot-high ditch edge. More than 20 meters away, there is a row of deer villages and wooden stakes nailed to the ground.

The bows and arrows shot over, neither dense nor fierce, which seemed to increase the courage and courage of the Han army to attack.

"Go up, go up." The officer urged, "Rush up!"

The Han army continued to advance, 15 meters, [-] meters...

Boom, boom, boom...

More than a dozen cannons roared from behind the stakes, including Francois machine and tiger crouching cannon. They spewed fireworks and fired countless pieces of broken stone and iron at the Han army head-on.

It was a violent blow and the beginning of a defensive battle.The arrows became denser, and the Franji quickly replaced the sub-cannon and continued to fire.

A hundred or so muskets also started firing, using the five-round burst method.Amidst the rising white smoke, gunshots rang non-stop, with very short intervals, giving people the illusion of continuity.

In the flash of light and white smoke, the buckshot flew over a distance of five to sixty meters in an instant, easily piercing through the enemy's armor, and blood spurted out along the holes, turning into bloody arrows.

The officer howled loudly, ordered the archers to desperately cover and suppress, and urged his men to move on.

But his voice stopped abruptly, a buckshot hit him in the stomach, and the armor couldn't stop the scream of death.

The officer clutched his wound and fell to the ground. He struggled happily and let out a heart-shattering scream. The blood instantly stained his robe.

The sound of the cannon stopped, the muskets were still firing, and more and more enemies fell in front of the wooden posts in Luzhai.But the archer in charge of the cover was already weak and exhausted, and the arrows he shot were weak.

But the enemy still approached, holding the shield, and began to use knives, axes and guns to destroy the obstacles in front of him.

The sound of war drums sounded, and the spearmen of the Ming army jumped out of the trenches, shouted and rushed up, shooting their spears across the wooden posts of the deer village.

Puff puff... Accompanied by the terrifying sound of a sharp weapon piercing into the flesh, the enemies who rushed to the first row screamed and wailed.The sharp point of the spear tore through their armor, piercing their bodies with broken bones and rotten flesh.

The Han army from behind surged up, also raised their guns, and stabbed forward indiscriminately.Across the obstacle, the two sides stared angrily, the shiny, blood-stained gun points shrank back and forth, and people kept screaming and falling in a pool of blood.

Looking ahead, they were caught in close combat, and the Han army was already showing signs of exhaustion.Zhai Sanggu showed a ferocious smile, and glanced at A Min.

Amin nodded vigorously, feeling that the time had come.The five fierce Niu Lu swarmed up, and they would surely defeat the enemy in front of them and break down the enemy's defense system.

Trumpets whimpered and drums rumbled.The more than 1000 Jiannu who had already lined up and waited howled like beasts, and charged forward.

The sound of banners and drums here also changed, and the pikemen retreated quickly, entering behind the parapet of the trench.A hundred musketeers fired a ferocious volley, which nearly collapsed the Han army, which had already suffered heavy casualties.

And at this moment, an order for them to retreat finally came.Seeing the elite soldiers coming, the Han soldiers moved aside knowingly as if they were being pardoned.

Arrows were densely packed, swept across the sky, and shot at the position of the Ming army.One round, two rounds, three rounds, under the cover of bow and arrow, Jiannu crossed the wide trench, ready to hit the last obstacle in front of him.

Suddenly, a group of black things rose from the Ming army's position, crossed the half-person-high parapet, skimmed the deer village and wooden posts, flew over the heads of Jiannu in front, and accurately smashed into the wide trench.

Niulu Erzhen Nahaqi's soldiers reacted quickly. They raised their shields to cover them, but their legs bent under the heavy impact and they almost fell to their knees.

There was a sound of smashing, mixed with screams of pain, and many Jiannu were knocked down by heavy objects falling from the sky, causing a little confusion.

Nahazi looked down and saw that it looked like a black, hard clay ball with sparks flickering.

"Boom!" There was a sudden roar under his feet, which made Nehaqi's ears ring and his eyes went black for a while, and then there was a sharp pain in his leg.

Boom, boom, boom... A series of explosions sounded in the wide trench, and dozens of thunderbolts shot out flames and fragments, blasting towards the surrounding Jiannu.

This is not over yet, another group of Thunderbolts flew in the sky and smashed at the enemies in the wide trench.

Some thunderbolts fell to the ground and rolled, and the fuses burst into sparks.Some thunderbolts exploded violently in the air because of their short lead wires, and the fragments shot out in the dazzling flames and black smoke, but the damage surface was even greater.

Gunpowder smoke filled the air, flames flashed, loud noises were deafening, and shrapnel flew across.

Fifty bomb grenadiers threw two to three hundred bombs one after another, almost covering the wide trench where Jiannu was.

There were exclamations and screams one after another, but they were immediately suppressed by black smoke, fire and loud noise.In this hell-like slaughterhouse, it is unknown how many Jiannu were killed or injured.

Jiannu, who was rushing forward, was also shocked by this sudden change, and his footsteps involuntarily slowed down, or even stopped, and he looked back dumbfounded.

The gunshots rang out suddenly, several times more intense than before. Countless lead bullets shot at Jiannu in front of the obstacle with heat and death.

The flashes of fire on the parapet were so dense that they almost became one piece, accompanied by thick white smoke from countless gunshots, obscuring sight.

From the side and the front, thousands of musketeers shot in turn, making Jiannu like a trapped beast caught in a sea of ​​fireworks, with scars all over his body and blood flying everywhere.

Niu Luerzhenke Luoha was suddenly thrown to the ground by the soldiers, and then there was a loud noise beside him.

A hot liquid flowed down, and the soldier's body didn't move, just lying on his body.

But Luoha pushed away this loyal servant who was protecting him, and saw a big gash was cut on the neck of the soldier, blood was flowing out, and it was hopeless.

Looking up, Luoha saw a soldier running towards him, and suddenly stopped as if he had been hit hard by a sap, and fell to the ground shaking, twitching, blood gushing from his back. flow out.

"Boom", this was the last sound that Ke Luoha heard in the world. A lead bullet hit his face, and his blood was immediately bloody.

Zhao Mengzi tilted his head and aimed at a stumbling enemy. In the gunpowder smoke, this guy looked vague and weird.

Pull the trigger, the fire rope falls, and then a cloud of white smoke rises in front of your eyes, and the guy is invisible.

With the thrust of the backseat of the musket, Zhao Mengzi turned sideways and handed the empty gun to the comrade behind him.After waiting for a while, a comrade in arms pushed another loaded musket into Zhao Mengzi's hand.

Zhao Mengzi silently turned around and set up the firecracker, fixed the matchlock, and pointed the gun at another enemy.

Before he could aim and fire, a buckshot shot in and hit Jiannu in the stomach.

This Jiannu seemed to have been punched hard, his steps stopped, his waist bent, his knees could no longer support him, and he slowly knelt down on the ground.

Just maintaining the posture of kneeling and curling up like this, Jianu held up for a while before falling down slumped.

Zhao Mengzi rolled his eyes, turned the gun slightly, and pulled the trigger towards a figure in the gunpowder smoke.

In Quang Ninh, he was just a volunteer at first, and later he became a soldier when the defenders were greatly expanded.

Then he retreated to Ningyuan with the army, received more than two months of rigorous training, and became a veteran with combat experience.

For Zhao Mengzi, this kind of battle is no more tense and dangerous than when he was sticking to Guangning.Although there is no generous and tall city wall, he is no longer the timid and fearful rookie and weak chicken.

(End of this chapter)