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Chapter 93: The First Day

Gegoudian only had a rammed earth wall, which was only about one foot or two feet. When Zhu Yiyuan arrived, he reinforced it with logs and raised it to about two feet.

When you climb up and look out, you can clearly feel the tactics of the Qing soldiers.

Tong Yangliang had no artillery, so he could only use his carriage as the vanguard and keep getting closer.

But even so, it feels very oppressive.

The tall carriages were like walls, blocking the bows, arrows and firecrackers on the city, allowing the infantry behind them to approach freely. Moreover, there were also many elite archers following them.

The Ming army has been in decay for more than two hundred years, with grain and pay being deducted and quotas emptied. The army is full of old and weak people. Due to lack of nutrition, there are many diseases such as trachoma, athlete's foot, and various diseases.

In addition, although the Ming army had good weapons, how many of them, from armors and swords to firecrackers and artillery, were usable in such a situation where corruption was rampant?

If you can win a battle with an incompetent and ignorant general, then it will be called God's blessing!

Only the Mongols, who relied solely on cavalry and shooting, could compete with the Ming army on a par.

But a wild boar's skin happened to appear. He learned a lot under Li Chengliang. After returning, he used his limited skills to improve armaments and strengthen military technology.

Before Ming Dynasty had time to adjust, it was defeated and defeated.

Firearms don't work, and you don't dare to fight in close combat, so why should you fight with others?

Zhu Yiyuan secretly sighed in his heart, but had no time to think too much. It was his turn now, and he didn't know whether his soldiers could be able to withstand it after these days of reorganization...

Just when Zhu Yiyuan was thinking, the rebels had already come up with their trump card.

It wasn't artillery, after all, Zhu Yiyuan didn't have that luxury yet, it was just twenty trebuchets.

Weapons don't have to be advanced, they just need to be adequate.

I saw the rebel soldiers placing the explosive package weighing thirty kilograms, lighting the fuse, and then releasing the trebuchet. The huge explosive package drew a beautiful arc and hit the Qing army on the head.

Nineteen more were thrown out at the same time.

The Qing army was so hasty that they didn't even react. They never imagined that this small Gegou shop could hide such a huge weapon.

Violent explosions came one after another, which was almost deafening.

Thick gunpowder smoke filled the battlefield, blocking sight, and only miserable screams could be heard... When the gunpowder smoke dissipated, both sides saw the battlefield clearly, and both showed surprised expressions.

It's just that one side is a surprise and the other side is a shock.

The violent explosion easily tore apart the Qing army's carriage, and the Qing army, which had lost its shelter, was directly exposed to the explosion. In the middle of the explosive package, there were also many iron fragments, iron nails, sharp stones... these

The thing was like a goddess scattering flowers and falling on the Qing army.

Even though they were wearing thick armor, they couldn't resist it, and clouds of blood mist exploded on their bodies.

The injured Qing soldiers fell to the ground, wailing in pain, some had their faces blown to pieces, some had their bodies torn apart, and their intestines and internal organs flowed out... The smell of blood mixed with the smell of gunpowder smoke was simply nauseating.

Although Zhu Yiyuan had fought several battles, his heart was still pounding when faced with such a scene.

But people like Wang Jun were filled with joy, literally stroking their hands and laughing.

"Good! Good fight!"

On the Qing army's side, six supporting carriages were blown up, and the rest of the Qing army retreated hastily, leaving many supporting carriages behind.

Wang Jun was even more overjoyed when he saw this, "Chao Yuguang, go and snatch the intact carriage in."

A man who looked like an iron tower came out in response. He led 200 people to open the gate of the village and rushed out.

This man did not just stare at the cart, but first chased and killed the retreating Qing troops. Then he turned around, severely patched up the injured Qing soldiers who were still alive, and cut off their heads again, and then pushed the cart

, returned with a great victory.

On the other hand, the Qing army was still immersed in shock, especially because they could not figure out the power of the explosive packs on the rebel side. They did not dare to take action and could only watch the rebel army return triumphantly.

A bad start made Tong Yangliang furious.

"It's just gunpowder. Don't be afraid. Prepare your carts and continue to attack the city!"

After a brief panic, the Qing army quickly organized itself.

This time they no longer pushed in a straight line, but divided into three directions and pressed over.

At the same time, they also arranged more archers to keep an eye on the city. To launch the trebuchet, more manpower would be needed. Wherever there were dense crowds, they would shoot arrows in advance.

It doesn't matter how many shots it gets, it just wants to disrupt the rhythm of the rebels.

Zhu Yiyuan saw the adjustment of the Qing army in his eyes and nodded secretly. These people were able to successfully enter the customs. They were by no means useless. At least their learning ability was very impressive.

The regrouped Qing army began to inflict casualties on the rebels. From time to time, some people were injured by arrows and even fell under the city walls.

Fortunately, they were able to seize the opportunity first, and the rebels were still able to hold on at this time.

Finally, the Qing army approached the wall, with less than thirty steps left, and victory was within reach.

Someone from the Qing army immediately rushed forward carrying a ladder.

In front of them, there was a slightly raised soil slope, which seemed to have just been made. The Qing army didn't think much about it, and they stepped over.

Just after it passed, I felt something was wrong.

It turned out that this was a trench, not too deep, only about eight feet, but the people who dug the trench piled all the soil outside, forming a gentle slope that blocked the view.

The Qing troops rushed in, unable to keep their feet together, and fell into the pit one after another.

Just at the bottom of the trench, there were thorns and antlers. The Qing soldiers fell and let out painful wails.

More than a dozen people were directly skewered with candied haws.

What’s interesting is that the Qing troops behind them couldn’t clearly see the situation and were still rushing upwards, causing the number of casualties to rise rapidly.

The archers at the top of the city also fired fiercely at these hasty Qing troops. They were only thirty steps away, but they were still standing on a high place, which was no different from shooting at a target.

In the blink of an eye, dozens more people died.

Tong Yangliang waited for a long time and saw that the ladder was not erected and the siege was not launched... He also felt that something was wrong and quickly asked people to retreat.

When I inquired about it, I found out that it was blocked by a small trench. It was a waste!

"Hurry up and gather your troops, load up the soil and fill the trench, and bring it to me!"

The Qing army's offensive began again.

This time, many civilians rushed in front. They carried the sand and rushed over desperately.

These people are ordinary people arrested by the Qing army. They can only order some food if they complete their tasks. Anyone who dares to escape halfway will be killed immediately.

Logically speaking, they were also innocent, but Zhu Yiyuan could not show mercy.

Arrows and firecrackers were shot at them mercilessly, and people kept falling down one after another.

Relying on the sand and corpses to fill the trench, the Qing army finally approached the wall.

They put up the ladder and climbed up hard.

"Brothers, fight with the Tatars!

Stones fell like raindrops, and Qing troops kept wailing and falling down screaming.

Moreover, the upper half of the wall was made of temporary wood, so there would definitely be holes. The defenders would hold long spears and stab them out as soon as they found Qing troops climbing up.

The sharp spear penetrated the body, and blood spurted out, staining the wall red.

The ferocity of the Qing army was also aroused. They kept throwing missiles into the wall. Some even carried shields and axes, climbed over the wall and rushed in.

What greeted him was a forest of spears.

"Kill! Kill the Tartars!"

Wang Jun roared desperately, and Chao Yuguang and others' eyes turned red. As soon as any Tatars rushed in, they would pounce on them and fight with all their strength.

A section of the wooden fence was knocked down by the Qing army, and dozens of Tatars rushed in through the gap. Wang Jun personally led the team, and fought bloody battles until dusk, finally pushing the Qing army back.

After a day of fierce fighting, the losses of the rebel army were even less than those of the Qing army... Of course, this was only the first day.
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