I'm a big dick

Chapter 290
More and more trench cars opened the bridge deck and built a bridge for traffic on the first trench, and more and more coats sent the hook ladder forward.

The rocket flew up into the air again, and shot at Jiannu's moat bridge and cart, but the rocket that landed on the bridge was kicked and stamped out by the rushing coat in an instant.

All the light artillery on the Ming army's position were loaded with shotgun shells, and the projectiles fired rained down on the enemy.The light and heavy muskets also fired round after round, knocking the wrappers to the ground.

A group of thunderbolts rose from the ground and smashed towards the enemy.After a while, there were explosions one after another, and amidst the flashes of flames and rising smoke, the screams of the enemy could be heard endlessly.

Boom, boom, boom... The artillery at the top of the city roared, and the shells passed more than 100 meters, either destroying the chariot, or smashing Jiannu to pieces.

Both the enemy and the enemy were shooting at each other crazily. The Ming army, which was covered by parapets and trenches, also had an advantage in firearms, which also caused the enemy to pay more casualties.

But the trench bridge still played a big role, and the number of hook-ladder bridges is also increasing.Compared with the first attack, Jiannu's new tactics seem to have had a good effect.

Boom, boom, boom... The sound of the cannons was deafening, and the Hongyi cannons on the city also roared.Bigger and more powerful shells crossed the trench bridge, the chariot, and the Jiannu and Baoyi in front, and hit the dispatched Jiannu armored soldiers.

The trajectory of the shells was low and flat, like stones jumping on the water, rising and falling continuously on the hard frozen ground, creating a bloody alley among the Jiannu armored soldiers at an extremely fast speed.

What kind of shield, what kind of heavy armor, under the shells fired by the Hongyi cannon, they are as vulnerable as paper.

It wasn't until the shells pierced through the formation of armored soldiers that they were blocked by a pile of snow.At this time, the delayed screams and wails sounded from the armored soldiers.

Nurhachi gritted his teeth, and Fan Wencheng also had a gloomy expression.Although they have seen the power of this kind of cannon on the Ming army city, it still makes them feel sad.

Tong Yangxing frowned tightly, his self-confidence during the expedition was gone.Regardless of its power and quantity, Ningyuan's artillery made him palpitate and fear.

Especially this kind of artillery that hits far and powerful is simply a nightmare, and it entangles him tightly.

Another shell came flying, and Tong Yangxing's eyes couldn't help but narrowed.Flesh and blood flew across the ranks of armored soldiers, another trail of death.

"What kind of artillery is this, so powerful?" Nurhachi asked in a deep voice, but seemed to be talking to himself.

Tong Yangxing didn't know. Nurhachi had asked once before, but he couldn't figure it out, and he still doesn't know.

Nurhachi may also know that no one will answer, so he straightened up immediately after asking, and focused on the fierce battle field.

Under the bombardment of this powerful artillery, the officers and soldiers in heavy armor and holding shields were as vulnerable as paper.

Whether it is Baturu who has experienced many battles or a recruit who has just entered the battlefield, death is treated equally.The old slave felt that this was unfair, but there was nothing he could do.

Participating in Gebuku and Sitku, Zuoling Ubashi, Gulanga, and Bayanga... These are only what Nurhachi can remember, and the casualties of officers are far more than that.

In front of the roaring shells and the rushing lead bullets, life is the same, there is no high or low.While Nurhachi felt sorry for this, he could only comfort himself with "the general will inevitably die before the battle".

The battle continued. Although the Ming army was preparing to retreat, with the support of the artillery at the top of the city, the counterattack with grenadier vehicles, light artillery, and light and heavy muskets as weapons was still fierce.

There was no face-to-face fighting, just a contest of bows and arrows and firearms, and the Han soldiers' blunderbuss were also sparse, obviously losing the wind.

Because most of the chariots were destroyed again, the coats and archers who lacked cover suffered heavy losses under the attack of artillery and muskets.

Fortunately, the trench is no longer an obstacle, although the bridge built by the hook ladder is not stable, nor can it form a wide front like the trench bridge.

The armored soldiers finally rushed up. In addition to the armor, they were also equipped with shields, hoping to reduce the damage of the enemy's sharp firearms.

The temporary bridge built by the hook ladder was too long and bent out of an arc under the weight of Jiannu in heavy armor, making a creaking sound.

With a click, a hook ladder was overwhelmed and broke from the middle suddenly. Three armored soldiers fell into the ditch with pickets, and inhuman screams sounded from the bottom of the ditch.

The armored soldiers did not dare to climb the ladder continuously, limiting the number of attacks, and fell into a stagnation again under the lead bullets fired by the Ming army.

Armored soldiers continued to be hit by heavy muskets and fell to the ground splashing blood and flesh.And every roar of artillery, followed by a lot of casualties.

The muskets on the Ming army's positions were like firecrackers set off during the New Year, and they seemed to be firing continuously.The white smoke rose, thicker and thicker, and soon covered the front of the position.The flickering flames when shooting were also not so clear.

The screams kept ringing around, the armored soldier Mu Husa swallowed hard, his throat was as dry as a fire.Niu Lu'e really roared to command, but just let him move forward mechanically, but his mind was almost blank.

Varka died. He was a white-armored veteran who had fought many battles and was rewarded by King Khan.

It was also this white-armored veteran who encouraged him with confidence when he was timid, "Han dogs' firearms are not very powerful, and they can kill them if they rush up, and they don't even dare to turn their heads."

However, Varka, who was able to hit a hundred shots in archery and hit several times in melee combat, was smashed in the head right in front of his eyes, the idol and pillar in his heart, and the iron helmet seemed useless at all.

Not only Varka, but also Harhan, who is as strong as an ox, always told him on the way here that he would grab silk and satin to make clothes for his wife.

Now, Halhan couldn't babble any more.While marching forward, a ferocious shell hit Halhan into a pile of rotten meat...

Thinking of the pile of broken bones and rotten meat mixed with internal organs and feces, Mu Husa's abdomen violently churned again, and his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling up and down.

The gunshots on the opposite side faded away, the cold wind swept away the gunpowder smoke, the scenery gradually became clear, and the real howling of Niu Lu'e could be heard more clearly.

The comrades in front stepped on the hook ladder and crossed the ditch, their bodies in heavy armor looked a little clumsy.When it was his turn, Mu Husa swallowed again, and the "grunt" sound he made was so loud.

Stepping on the two hook ladders stacked together, Mu Husa carefully protected the shield in front of his body, and walked forward step by step.

The trench was too wide, and the sturdy hook ladder that could have climbed the city wall trembled.Below—Mu Husa didn't dare to look carefully, the sharp wooden stakes would make his legs weak and his heart palpitate.

The roar burst out suddenly, and the short pause was just to make the vision clear.Just have such defective with black powder, the smoke when musket artillery fires is too big.

There are hundreds of thousands of flickering fire lights, many, many, Mu Husa can only describe this in poor language.In the rising white smoke, he saw the enemy on the opposite side.

The head wearing the iron helmet sticks out of the fortification, as well as the neck and some shoulders. Some unknown pattern is drawn on the dark and cold iron surface, a bit like the face of a shaman painted with oil.

Boom!A buckshot with full force hit Muhusa's shield, and even though he was prepared, the impact sent him staggering and backwards.As for him, he was only one step away from stepping into the ditch.

The severe pain from his arm made Mu Husa scream, and another lead bullet was fired, hitting the shield again.Mu Husa couldn't stabilize his figure any longer, and fell down the ditch with a spin.

With cold, emotionless eyes, Mu Husa saw the enemy who was shooting from the probe again at the moment of falling...

The severe pain interrupted Mu Husa's thinking. He screamed long and hard, but he could only move his hands and feet.Two sharp wooden stakes the size of gun shafts pierced his body, and the weight of his body made him sink continuously.

Mu Husa looked at the blood-stained spikes growing longer and longer on his left abdomen with extreme fear and despair, and raised his face and let out an inhuman howl.

The sky is blue, is it smoke or white clouds?As the blood gushed out, Mu Husa's voice became lower and lower, and his mind became more and more blurred.Another armored soldier fell from above, bringing him eternal darkness.

Casualties continued to increase, and the closer to the Ming army's position, the greater the power of the muskets and artillery.Not only are heavy muskets invincible, but light muskets can also cause damage to armored soldiers.

Listening to Tanqi's constant reports, Nurhachi ordered to stop the attack several times, but decided to persist.

The reason is very simple. The cost of casualties is not ineffective. The Ming army is constantly retreating, and there is hope for attacking the city.

Fan Wencheng was also in a state of tension and conflict, beads of sweat leaked out of his pores and slowly trickled down his face.Every time the explorer returned, his lips trembled violently, and anxiety and fear flashed in his eyes.

Nurhachi has a violent temper and sometimes loses his mind. What if he gets angry with him?The consequences are serious, Fan Wencheng dare not imagine.

"Report to King Khan, our army has seized the enemy's first fortification." Tan Qi reported again on a flying horse, and just after finishing the good news, he reported the bad news again, "Shenling Damubu, Zuoling Zhuo Na, Bai Sangwu killed."

Later, the Jin army was divided into eight banners, the banner owner was Gushan Ezhen, and under the jurisdiction of Wushenling (later changed to Jiala, Zhengsanpin), he was already a senior officer.

The flesh on Nurhachi's face twitched twice, and he waved his hands and said in a deep voice, "Explore again."

Under the forced composure, the people around him could hear that Nurhachi's voice was trembling.Since the rebellion against the Ming Dynasty, it was the first time that so many generals had been killed in one battle.

Regret, anger, and a little helpless and powerless, this is Nurhachi's current mood.

When Nurhachi's eyes turned to Tong Yangxing, Tong Yangxing immediately bowed and pleaded, "King Khan, please send the last general to lead the Han soldiers to attack the city with artillery."

"Go!" Nurhachi's eyes flashed with admiration, and his tone of speech softened a little.

Based on the power and range of the Ming army's artillery, and the condescending advantage, relying on these old artillery to bombard the front can be said to be a very dangerous and difficult task.

Tong Yangxing was able to take the initiative to invite Ying, this bravery, still made the old slave quite relieved.

After receiving the order, Tong Yangxing galloped away.Not long enough, he led the Han soldiers to push the artillery and marched towards the city of Ningyuan.

At this time, a roar suddenly erupted from the top of Ningyuan City, and the artillery and muskets fired violently, hitting the attacking enemy head-on.

Nurhachi frowned, but then slowly relaxed.He guessed that this was fire cover, so that the Ming army outside the city could retreat into the city smoothly.

In fact, this is indeed the case. The Ming army gave up their positions outside the city, and they all retreated into the city without giving Jiannu a chance to fight hand-to-hand.

But retreat does not mean defeat, nor does it mean danger; for Jiannu, it is not the dawn of victory, but the beginning of a more cruel and bloody nightmare.

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Boom, boom, boom...

The sound of continuous explosions was like thunder on a sunny day, and in the shining firelight, clouds of black smoke rose.

"Woo!" Sahalian whispered, stretching out his hand to caress the horse's head, soothing the restless war horse.

The horse's hooves scratched the ground, breathing heavily, and quickly settled down.But Sahalian's mood was hard to calm down, even more anxious than the war horse.

According to Nurhachi's arrangement, Daishan led Zhenghong and Xianghong two banners, and thousands of Mongolian and Han vassals were stationed in Fuzhou to overwhelm the Ming army.

The so-called military pressure is deterrence, so that the Ming army cannot take advantage of the main force of the later Jin to go deep into southern Liaoning.

Therefore, Daishan stationed the main force in Xinjin, and the striker was led by his son Sahalian to Shiheyi.

This is a relatively safe arrangement, which not only deters the Ming army, but also takes into account the Ming army's landing raids on the eastern coast.

Dai Shan thought that the Ming army would probably take advantage of the navy to land and harass, but he did not expect that the brigade Daming army would dare to attack head-on, occupying Jinzhou first, and then attacking Shiheyi.

Sahalian was very surprised, but he knew that his army was good at field fighting, but defending the city was weak.Therefore, after receiving the report from Tanqi, he led his army out of the city to face the Ming army.

According to Sahalian, the Ming army's defense is very strong, but the field battle will not be the opponent of the iron cavalry.

But in fact, Sahalian was very depressed.The Ming army slowly approached along the official road, taking vehicles and artillery as the first, battling every step of the way, fighting and defending, and successive small victories in several contact battles, forcing Sahalian's troops to keep retreating.

A few small defeats were nothing at all, but Sahalian saw that the Ming army had a large number of troops, and it was difficult for the masses to resist.

In history, the Ming army used this tactic at least twice.Although they all ended in failure in the end, they all achieved small victories at the beginning.

One time, Zhang Chun led his army to aid Jinzhou in the Battle of Dalinghe. He won the first battle, but was defeated by the imitation Hongyi cannon of the Later Jin Army;

The other time was Hong Chengchou's aid to Jinzhou in the Battle of Songshan. He also won small victories at the beginning, but let Huang Taiji see the flaw of "emphasizing the front power and ignoring the rear defense".

The history is similar but not the same. Sahalian's troops are small, and it is difficult to block the Ming army from the front. I don't know if the Ming army's defense is weak?
With his 5000 troops, Sahalian never thought about the big roundabout attack.When he accompanied his father Daishan to reinforce Manpu and Changcheng, he saw the power of firearms and new tactics of the Ming army.

The division of troops was weak, and they were ambushed by the Ming army. Sahalian believed that this possibility was still very high.

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