Upon discovering that Jiannu wanted to retreat, the Ming army musketeers on the gun platform immediately appeared behind the parapet, relying on the protection of the parapet to start shooting freely at Jiannu in the trench and the Han army musketeers on the opposite side of the trench.
The specific division of labor is that the frontier army musketeers are responsible for shooting the slaves in the trenches.
The musketeers of the Shizi camp relied on the performance advantage of Lumi gun to suppress the musketeers of the Han army on the opposite side.
At the same time, the frontier artillery team on the musket platform also fired continuously, pouring rows of muskets and muzzleloaders onto the heads of the Eight Banners and Han Army musketeers.
For a while, the sound of bang bang bang was endless.
The front of the Han army's musketeers' formation and the cannon tower's protective wall were soon shrouded in gunpowder smoke.
Even so, the Ming army's musketeers on the gun platform still kept firing.
Until the Jiannu climbed out of the ditch along the hemp rope, no living Jiannu could be seen at the bottom of the ditch. The Han army musketeers on the opposite side of the ditch also retreated a hundred steps away under the cover of sidecars. The Ming army musketeers on the gun platform
Finally stopped firing guns.
The northwest wind came and soon blew away the smoke that shrouded both sides of the trench, making the battlefield clear again.
Looking at the corpses of Jiannu lying scattered on the ground under the trench and on the opposite side, the Ming army on the gun platform immediately let out a cheer like a mountain roar and a tsunami.
"we won!"
"The Ming Dynasty will be victorious!"
"The dignity of Ming Dynasty cannot be desecrated!"
"Anyone who offends our Ming Dynasty will be punished no matter how strong he is!"
The cheers from the cannon platform at the foot of the mountain reached the top of the mountain, and Chongzhen's hanging heart fell back into his stomach.
Although I knew this would be the outcome, the charm of all unknown things lies in this, because you can never predict the outcome before it happens.
Throughout the ages, there have been too many battles that must be won but ultimately lost.
Therefore, Chongzhen's heart was always hanging before the winner was truly determined.
Now it's better, Jiannu has been defeated, and his anxious heart has fallen back into his stomach.
The scholars who stood behind Chongzhen in the cold wind also breathed a sigh of relief.
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In the distance, the Eight Banners nobles outside the Jiannu camp also heard the cheers of the Ming army.
Duduo's face fell instantly. This result was something he never expected.
The nobles of the Eight Banners, who were riding horses and lined up around Duduo, also looked at each other in disbelief.
Half a month ago, the three hundred white-armored soldiers of the Zhenglan Banner, after continuously breaking through the two-layer gun towers, then penetrated the Ming army's two-layer gun towers at the foot of Yunlong Mountain and the mountainside. The whole process can be said to be overwhelming.
But now, can't the three Niulu bannermen of Zhenglan Banner not even be able to take down the first layer of the gun platform?
The gap between the white-armored soldiers and ordinary flag soldiers is huge, but it's not that big, right?
Among them, the one with the most embarrassing expression was Gurmahun, who had just become the leader of the Zhenglan Banner. He originally wanted to please Duduo and take the opportunity to establish his prestige, but now it is better. He suffered another defeat and the loss is estimated.
Not too small.
Fei Yangwu quickly retreated along the zigzag passage with the remaining defeated soldiers. When he went there, there were three full Niu Lu, but when he retreated, there were only less than two Niu Lu left, and most of them were injured.
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Fortunately, the Ming army was conducting defensive operations in mountainous areas, so it was not convenient for them to use cavalry to launch a pursuit.
Otherwise, even these two defeated Niulu troops might not be able to survive.
The casualties of the Eight Banners Han Army were also considerable. Of the three Niu Lu Han troops, only about two Niu Lu were left, and most of the remaining Han troops were injured.
During the entire battle, the Ming army's squatting cannons never stopped pouring cannons.
The only ones without casualties were two Niulu cavalry from the Eight Banners Mongolia.
In addition, the losses in siege equipment were not small. Zhenglan Banner lost 32 carriages, and the Eight Banners and Han Army lost more than ten side carriages. This was undoubtedly a disastrous defeat.
"Fei Yangwu, what's going on?"
Duduo asked with a dark face: "Tell me, why did it happen like this?"
"Prince Yu, I can't explain clearly." Fei Yangwu knelt in front of Duduoma and said with a grimace, "I just feel that the Ming army's tactics of defending the city are a little different from before."
"Speak more carefully." Duduo frowned, "What's the difference?"
Fei Yangwu said: "In the past, when we attacked the city, including when we attacked the Ming army's gun platform, the Ming army's swordsmen, musketeers and spearmen would crowd behind the battlements or protective walls, but this time they
Instead of doing this, they actually huddled inside the gun platform and did not show their heads until we finally retreated."
"Is this happening?" Duduo felt a little unbelievable.
"No way." Luo Luohun also said, "If the Ming army doesn't stand behind the battlements or protective walls, wouldn't it mean that our warriors would be allowed to storm the city walls or gun towers? Isn't this looking for death?"
"Yes." Luck Dehun also said, "As long as we Qing warriors seize the city or the gun platform, won't the Ming army become a chicken and a dog? How could the Ming army be so stupid? Fei Yangwu, you
Are you making up excuses to excuse yourself?"
"I didn't, I'm not, everything the slave said is true." Fei Yangwu's face turned green with anxiety, "That's true."
Duduo believed it, and said in deep thought: "So, the Ming army is waiting for your Zhenglan Banner bannermen to board the blunderbuss platform, and then use bird blunderbuss in turn to fire? Is that so?"
"Yes." Fei Yangwu nodded repeatedly, "And there should be quite a lot of musketeers."
"If this is the case, this is an opportunity." A sinister smile appeared on Duduo's lips, "Ming Gou thought he had a plan, but in fact it left a huge flaw."
Luo Luohun said: "Are you talking about sending a group of Baya soldiers to mix among the ordinary flagmen?"
"Yes." Duduo nodded heavily, then turned his attention to the Gushanbeile Heluo Society with a white flag, and said in a deep voice, "The next second wave of attacks will be left to us with a white flag."
"Hey!" He Luohui said excitedly, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely take down the gun platform at the foot of the mountain."
"Your words are not enough." Duduo turned his attention to Baya Lahu Zhang Jingwa Xing'a with a white flag, and shouted, "Wa Xing'a, you personally lead thirty Baya La soldiers to attack together!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Hey!" Vasinga agreed with a bang.
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At the foot of the mountain, Gun Station No. 1.
Jin Shenghuan removed the stomach from his head, only to see a slight dent on it. This was from a shot fired by a Han army musketeer on the other side of the trench in the melee.
"Good luck." Xu Yingwei smiled.
"If it weren't for the iron stomach and it was replaced by a leather helmet, you would be in a miserable state."
"It's not too bad or not." Jin Shenghuan laughed and said, "I just wanted to have a drink with my old brother, and when I was happy, I went to the King of Hell's place, found the book of life and death and gave you that page.
Tear it off, and when the time comes, brother, you will jump out of the Three Realms like Sun Wukong and will not be in the Five Elements, hehehehehe."
Xu Yingwei was a little surprised: "Have you read Journey to the West?"
"I've heard of storytelling," Jin Shenghuan said, "but I haven't heard it all."
"That's a good book." Xu Yingwei said, "But it's still too small."
"The situation has become smaller?" Jin Shenghuan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Are you talking about me?"
"Oh, no, I'm talking about Journey to the West." Xu Yingwei waved his hand and said, "The style of Sun Wukong in the book is too small, or the author's style is too small. If I were to write this book, I would directly let Sun Wukong overthrow Wuzhishan.
Suppress the Buddha and re-establish heaven, and eradicate all injustice in the world."
Well, the strong romanticism is young people after all.
"Ah? This..." Jin Shenghuan looked at Xu Yingwei in surprise.
Xu Yingwei's words were really beyond his expectations. He didn't expect them.
You, Xu Xiucai, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, is also a rebel? What a surprise.
"Jin Zongbing, do you think that we scholars, who have read the books of sages and sages, should follow the rules and devoutly accept the three cardinal principles and five permanent ethics?" Xu Yingwei smiled and shook his head and said, "Actually, no, the real scholars should respect Mencius the most.
The people-oriented thinking is that the people are the most important, the country is the second most important, and the king is the least important."
"Xu Xiucai, be careful what you say." Jin Shenghuan was startled when he heard this.
At the same time, he subconsciously looked around for fear of being overheard by others.
"General Jin, it's okay." Xu Yingwei said, "This is also approved by the Holy Spirit."
"What did you say?" Jin Shenghuan felt that his brain was a little exhausted, "The Holy One actually agreed with what you said?"
Xu Yingwei said: "It's not what I said, but what Mencius said. Moreover, the Holy Spirit also clearly stated in the edict against the captives that the Ming Dynasty is not the world of the Zhu family, but the Ming Dynasty of all scholar-bureaucrats, and even more so of all descendants of Yan and Huang.
The Ming Dynasty, so everyone is the master of the Ming Dynasty, and everyone has the responsibility and obligation to fight for the Ming Dynasty!"
Hearing this, Jin Shenghuan seemed to have a clear understanding. No wonder these scholars are not afraid of death?
However, Jin Shenghuan couldn't help but asked: "Xu Xiucai, do you really believe what the Holy One said?"
"It doesn't matter whether I believe it or not." Xu Yingwei smiled meaningfully, "The Holy One said this is the most important thing, because you are not joking, Mr. Jin, don't you think so?"
Jin Shenghuan was confused, what kind of attack was he trying to do?
At this time, the horn sounded again from the front.
"Jian Nu is attacking again!" Jin Shenghuan quickly grabbed the stomach of the alms bowl and put it on his head.
Xu Yingwei also stood up and said: "Jiannu's attack this time will definitely be more fierce than before, and they may send out white-armored soldiers to steal the chickens again, so we must be fully prepared."
"Don't worry." Jin Shenghuan said, "We are just waiting for them."
After saying this, Jin Shenghuan shouted again: "Everyone is here, line up, line up quickly!"
With an order, more than 300 border troops and more than 100 soldiers began to line up, still in the same formation as before, divided into twelve teams in total, with thirty fishnet warriors hiding at the end.
But after thinking about it, I still felt something was wrong, so Jin Shenghuan ranked the fishnet warrior before the sword player.
Jin Shenghuan was worried that the fishing net warriors would stay behind. If the nets were not thrown far enough and one of his own people were caught, he would shoot himself in the foot, so he moved to the front.
Not long after, Jiannu's ghostly cries and wolf howls could be heard outside the gun platform.
Xu Yingwei immediately ordered loudly: "Musketeers, light the match!"
More than two hundred musketeers lit the matches one after another and clamped them into the trigger.
[A few words: Recently, due to the continuous updates for half a month, the manuscripts have been exhausted, so they are all written and updated now. It is inevitable that there are some omissions in details, such as the gray bottle, golden juice and Li Xiangjun’s shaping.
Some flaws have been corrected by readers. Chapters 203 and 204 have been revised. Please continue to correct such details in the future. The author accepts them in full. However, I would like to thank you for your suggestions on the policy strategy and overall framework of the book. For example, a reader said that the author
Carrying private goods and tilting your butt to the side of merchant capital is very speechless. This is the end of the Ming Dynasty. If you ask Chongzhen to establish a proletarian dictatorship, isn’t that nonsense? 】
