Chapter 675: Bianchang

The large number of short muskets equipped by the Taiwan Town Army finally showed their light and fast performance advantages, and performed extremely well in siege battles. Therefore, the modern firearm unit of the Taiwan Town Army gradually formed a light and heavy musket combination.

, in order to cope with the perfect organization of different battlefield environments, the Ming Dynasty Light Musket Force is also a famous warlike army.

Ming Jun, who completed the quick loading on the spot, simply knelt on one knee in the front row and gave the shooting space for the back row.

Because it is light in weight and can withstand shoulder shooting, it has formed a dense firepower of two rows of upper and lower rows, which has suddenly doubled the firepower.

There was another burst of gunfire like a bean-like sound.

Thirty steps away, Han soldiers hiding behind the battlements, with only half of their body exposed in the city wall, were beaten down, bleeding and howling down the city wall. At this distance, the city wall was completely unable to provide the defenders.

In cover, many Ming soldiers even aimed at the shooting port to fire guns, exerting the powerful power of the close-range shooting of smoothbore guns.

Arms, shields, and city walls can no longer provide protection for the defenders.

Amid the dense sound of guns, the Han army guarding the inner city walls became sparse from dense to dense, with dense projectiles flying everywhere, and no one dared to approach the marching holes anymore.

After more than ten rounds of volleys, a strange silence appeared on the battlefield.

After a brief silence, the generals of the Ming army roared with ferocious roars.

"Enter!"

The Ming army's gun formation on the front line suddenly disbanded and turned into a small team to fight. He rushed into the inner city wall with his guns in his arms. More than ten generals rushed to the front with swords. The sound of the gun became messy, and the Han army's final resistance was destroyed.

As the sound of killing sounds were shocking, several battalions on the front line were overjoyed, and the Ming army, which was surging like a tide, soon flooded the inner city wall.

boom!

The inner city gate was opened, and the suspension bridge fell heavily. The city was broken. Tens of thousands of Ming troops rushed into the urn city, broke through the inner city, cleared all the sandbags and wooden piles of the door, and then walked into the streets and quickly broke into Liaoyang City.

The inner wall, the last solid bunker.

After the solid cover made of stone strips, Sun Degong only had hundreds of confidants who were still howling hideously, waving his waist knife to shoot at the Ming army that was rushing over.

"kill!"

Hundreds of Han troops were defeated step by step, and finally retreated without any further back, retreating to the corner of the solid and thick city wall.

Crackly, more and more Ming troops were coming, and the projectiles flew everywhere. The confidant soldiers in front of Sun Degong fell down in pieces. The bodies were stacked together, and the projectiles were hit by the shooting, and the flesh and blood were twitching.

Fly. Hundreds of remaining soldiers squeezed into the narrow space in a corner of the city wall, falling like dominoes, blood flowing into a river, and meat flying everywhere. Another dense fire of muskets, Sun Degong's howling stopped abruptly and fell head-on

In the pile of corpses, there was an extra blood hole on the forehead.

In the smoke of gunpowder, hundreds of corpses of hardcore traitors were stacked in a narrow space of only a hundred steps long and fifty steps wide, and the bodies were stacked into a mountain of corpses.

Puff!

A long armor-breaking spear stabbed into the pile of corpses, and pain kept coming out. A short scream, a large number of Ming army spearmen, swords, shields and armored soldiers rushed up, poking around the pile of corpses, slashing randomly, and suffering in a short and painful manner.

The screams gradually subsided, and hundreds of Han soldiers gradually became blurred, and they could no longer tell each other when they were stomped together.

Pooh!

Zhang Shuizi spitted onto the pile of corpses and cursed in his heart. He was so loyal to the Tartars, so he would just carry them into a ball and die. After he got down from the underworld, he would also carry them into a ball and put them in a pan.

At this time, the East City Gate was wide open.

Tens of thousands of bannermen rushed out of the East City under the protection of a large number of flag soldiers, reenacting the scene where Dorgon led the bannermen to break through outside the southern city of Fushun that day. The difference is that the terrain around Fushun City is flat, and cannons can maneuver quickly, while Liaoyang City There were three mountains and one water, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and faced by water. The Ming army was unable to quickly mobilize artillery forces to encircle and suppress them. The situation of these tens of thousands of Liaoyang Banners was much stronger than Dorgon.

A large number of flag soldiers pounded on the horse's backs and used their superb riding skills to hit the trench outside the east gate. Those with a little military knowledge can distinguish the plans of these tens of thousands of flag men, break through the layers of trenches outside the city, and break through the layers of trenches outside the city. Outside the East Gate, the Ming army was surrounded by layers of layers. When they fled into the mountains, they had room for maneuver. After climbing a few mountains, they could reach Shenyang.

Ming army, commander camp.

Tens of thousands of bannermen broke through, but Qiao Yiqi still used the carbon pen in his hand and ridiculed: "What did you do two months ago? I thought about breaking through."

Ma Cheng smiled and said, "This is the heart of the people. How could he think of trying hard until he was at the end of his life?"

This is how people's hearts are. These tens of thousands of bannermen have been in the prosperous land of Liaoyang for a long time, and have long lost their enterprising spirit and fallen at an extremely fast speed. Finally, a group of unsightly lynx beasts entered Liaoyang City. It was like Grandma Liu had finished the Grand View Garden, and she refused to retreat easily after she lived there.

In Chenyang City, isn’t the same with Huang Taiji?

Even Huang Taiji could not make up his mind to defend Chenyang. How could the flag owners be willing to let go of this Liaodong Flower World?

"Born in distress, die in happiness."

Ma Cheng revealed the mentality of the bannerman in one sentence, and Qiao Yiqi smiled and said, "The Grand Marshal sees it clearly."

A moment of sleepiness came, and the overall situation was settled, so Ma Cheng yawned back to his tent to sleep. Outside the east gate, there was the military Biaoying in Taiwan Town, which was supervised by Yuan Gong himself. Biaoying was a special existence in the Ming Dynasty. To put it bluntly It was an elite guardian who was directly under the command of the three armies, such as the governor and the commander of the three armies. The reckless head of the bannerman just hit the iron plate.

Liaoyang City, outside the east gate.

Yuan Keli, who was personally visiting the front line to supervise the battle, stood on the high slope and looked at the trench that was trapped in the fierce battle in front, pointing fingers.

Mr. Yuan was so old that he was very arrogant and pointed out his principles: "The tiger poison does not eat his son. Although the Dongliu is an animal, he has not abandoned his family's family and has not yet lost his conscience."

The generals and officials around the world were thinking that Mr. Yuan was a man who read the books of sages after all, and he always felt a little compassion in his heart. However, those who knew the roots would be confused in their hearts that these military officials from Jinshi were the most hearted. He was cruel, and he was sympathetic, but he was more vicious than the other. He couldn't figure out what Mr. Yuan thought about, and he was always thinking about the heart of the Bodhisattva, but he was doing thunderous methods.

Behind several trenches surrounding the city are the large formation of the Taiwan Town Military Ballot.

From a high point, there are only two words to describe, rigorous!

The army formation has become so tidy that it is full of beauty. It is a square infantry battle formation, a row of soldiers holding muskets, spears, swords and shields sitting on the ground, a row of neatly ordered three-pound cannons, six The pounders, cannons, and the vertical ones are all square and square in appearance, with distinctive armor and armor that are so armed that the guards of the teeth are elite soldiers.

Taiwan Biaoying also has another title, the first guard of the model Biaoying, and later generations have been praised as the No. 1 guard in the world, with a great reputation.

The main combat troops were 7,500, and the standard one-guard organization, plus engineering, artillery, baggage, and various types of troops, would have more than 15,000 people. This was also the later field army of Huangming. As for the standard military equipment, as for why it is called a model battalion, the generals and officers of each battalion can probably figure it out thoroughly. Models are models. The meaning of standard means that in the future, Taiwan’s town troops will have to build an army according to this standard.
Chapter completed!