However, the large tent of Jiannu's Chinese army was illuminated as brightly as day by more than a dozen suet torches, and the charcoal fire was burning brightly in the furnace, making the entire tent warm.
But Dodo's face was as cold as the northwest wind outside the tent.
Duduo could barely accept the failure of Zhenglan Banner in the morning.
But Duduo couldn't accept the failure of the white flag in the afternoon.
This is not only embarrassing, but two consecutive failures, which has dampened the confidence of the Eight Banners soldiers to a certain extent. If such failures happen a few more times, the Battle of Xuzhou will definitely become a stalemate.
If it were to lead to a long-lasting siege like Ningyuan and Jinzhou, Duduo would not be willing.
There is no other way. He will never choose to besiege the city for a long time until the end. After all, Xuzhou is not Ningyuan or Jinzhou, so it is not that easy to besiege.
"Master, wake up! Wake up!"
He Luohui rushed in and said excitedly.
"Are you finally awake?" Duduo said, "Bring him in quickly."
"Master has ordered, bring it in." He Luohui immediately turned around and waved, "Hurry up and bring it in."
When two flagmen carried Vasinga into the tent on a stretcher, as Vasinga came in, a strong odor immediately filled the Chinese army's tent.
Luo Luohun, Luck Dehun and other Eight Banners nobles covered their noses in disgust.
Fifty years have passed since the old slaves started the army. Although the second and third generations of slaves still maintain their brave and fighting style, they are no longer as hard-working and simple as the older generation.
Duduo's eyes fell on Vasinga, resisting the urge to vomit, and asked with a dark face: "Vasinga, what exactly did you encounter on the gun platform? Why did you lose so miserably?"
The disastrous defeat half a month ago was the result of a failure to steal chicken but loss of rice. It is normal for the entire army to be destroyed.
After all, it is stealing chickens and gambling. Since it is gambling, there is a possibility of losing all the capital.
But this time it was a frontal attack. The thirty white-armored soldiers who went into the attack were not exhausted at all, but why couldn't they take down the Ming army's gun platform? And they also ended up with the entire army destroyed?
Anyway, Duduo couldn't figure it out even if he tried to think of it, what on earth was going on?
Ever since Duduo could remember, the white-armored soldiers had never fought such a useless battle.
"Master." Vasinga almost cried, "Those bright dogs, those bright dogs are too vicious."
After a pause, Vasinga gritted his teeth and said: "That gun platform is a bit big, and there are hundreds of Ming Dogs stationed there. What's even more shameless is that the Ming Dogs have also prepared all kinds of defensive equipment."
"At that time, we followed the fourth wave of flagmen and rushed onto the gun platform."
"The bright dog on the gun platform had no time to react, and we entered the gun platform easily."
"Ming Gou then fired a row of blunderbuss, but it was useless and couldn't stop us at all. We are Bagara of the Qing Dynasty. How can a mere blunderbuss stop us?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Duduo said angrily, "Let's get to the point."
"Hey!" Vasing responded and continued, "Just when we were about to go forward and kill the Ming Dogs guarding the gun platform, the Ming Dogs in the front row suddenly threw out dozens of fishing nets!"
"What? Fishing net!" Duduo was stunned.
Luo Luohun and other Eight Banners nobles also looked at each other in confusion.
"It's the fishing net." Vasinga said miserably. "Except for the slave who had a chance to escape because he had fished before and knew the power of the fishing net, the other Baya soldiers were caught off guard and were covered up."
"Except for the slaves, everyone else was knocked down by the fishing nets."
"Then golden juice and boiling water poured over your head and face."
"There are also paper bags filled with quicklime and I don't know what else."
"The paper bags shattered as soon as they hit us, and quicklime and that unknown thing splashed all over our faces. But that thing was so overbearing that we couldn't open our eyes and kept coughing."
Speaking of this meal, Vasinga said sadly: "My slave almost didn't escape."
"You still have the nerve to say it." Duduo scolded with a dark face, "Running away before the battle shows your ability, right?"
"Master, this slave didn't run away from the battle." Wa Xing'a said anxiously, "The slave only came back to report Ming Gou's insidiousness to Master, otherwise he would have fought Ming Gou long ago."
"Okay, I'll punish you later." Duduo waved his hand to the bannermen to carry Vasinga down.
It wasn't until Vasinga was carried away that the Eight Banners nobles in the tent breathed a sigh of relief, and finally the smell stopped.
Duduo's eyes wandered back and forth on the faces of the Eight Banners nobles in the big tent, and his fingers unconsciously tapped the brocade cushions. His mind was repeatedly weighing whether to launch an attack at night?
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The bunker hall of Gun Platform No. 2 on the ninth peak of Yunlong Mountain.
The previously rough sand table has become much more refined, and even the two protective walls surrounding Yunlong Mountain have been simulated very realistically.
These two protective walls are one on the mountainside and one at the foot of the mountain.
The circumference of the protective wall at the foot of the mountain is more than ten miles and the height is about three feet. Most of it is the original cliff of the mountain. A small part is made of straight earth walls cut from gentle earth slopes. There are also some ravines where earth walls cannot be cut.
Stones mixed with rammed earth were used to form protective walls. In short, the entire Yunlong Mountain has been built into an independent city.
The perimeter of the mountainside parapet is slightly shorter, with a height of about two feet.
In addition, the cannon platforms at the foot of the mountain and the mountainside are also built based on these two protective walls.
For this reason, the gun platform in Yunlong Mountain is very different from the gun platform in other directions.
The gun platforms in other directions are polygonal and complete, while the gun platforms on Yunlong Mountain are round and half embedded in the mountain body of Yunlong Mountain.
In the firelight, everyone looked at the sandbox model.
Chongzhen said: "Do you think Jiannu will continue to attack after suffering this loss?"
Zheng Sen said without hesitation: "I thought that Jiannu would never give up and would definitely continue to attack. Maybe tonight he would launch a night attack under the cover of darkness!"
"Night attack?" Chongzhen nodded lightly.
Then he asked: "If Jiannu really launches a night attack at night, how will he attack?"
Ma Huabao said in a deep voice: "The gun towers at the foot of the mountain are heavily guarded. Jiannu has experienced the power and will not ask for trouble again. Therefore, if we attack at night, we will probably attack the walls between the gun towers."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "The protective wall between the gun platforms? That would be a bit interesting."
A slight smile appeared at the corner of Chongzhen's mouth.
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"The king decided to launch a night sneak attack."
Duduo's falcon-like eyes glanced at Luo Luohun and other Eight Banners nobles, and then said: "However, the gun towers at the foot of Yunlong Mountain are well-defended, so I'm afraid there will be no chance."
"So this time, we won't use the gun."
"Specialize in attacking the protective wall between adjacent gun platforms!"
"I observed it during the day and found that the protective wall is not high."
"The height of the wall is just over ten feet, and the height of the trench is only three feet."
"The key is that there are very few guards behind the protective wall. If the Eight Banners warriors launch a sneak attack at night, they will definitely be able to defeat them in one go."
"After taking down the protective wall, our Eight Banners warriors can continuously go up the mountain, and then launch dives to attack all the gun platforms at the foot of the mountain without any effort."
The idea is still very beautiful.
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At midnight, it suddenly started snowing again.
"Oh my God." Jin Shenghuan cursed, "Why is it snowing again?"
Xu Yingwei added a piece of firewood to the fire and said: "It's cold in spring and it's cold in spring. Isn't it normal for snow to fall at this time? We don't have snow in Kuaiji until Qingming, not to mention this is Xuzhou."
Jin Shenghuan said: "Even so, it's still very cold and uncomfortable."
"Eat a piece of wheat cake and you won't feel cold anymore." Xu Yingwei picked up the baked wheat cake and handed it over.
"I have no appetite." Jin Shenghuan leaned back and shook his head and said, "I just want to drink at this moment. It would be great if I could have a sip of soju. Speaking of which, I haven't had soju in a long time."
While he was talking, a muffled sound suddenly sounded outside the gun stand.
"There are Jian slaves!" The two of them got up and rushed behind the protective wall.
After all, Xu Yingwei is still a bit younger, so he can raise his head a little higher.
"Are you looking for death?" Jin Shenghuan quickly pressed Xu Yingwei's head down.
Almost at the moment when Jin Shenghuan pressed Xu Yingwei's head, Xiu's scream sounded in the night sky, but a heavy arrow had already passed over Xu Yingwei's head and shot off the tasseled spear.
Xu Yingwei was suddenly startled and broke out in a cold sweat. Sure enough, Jiannu's Ye Bushou was lurking outside the gun platform.
If Jin Shenghuan hadn't pressed down on his head just now, he would have been shot right through the face by Jian Nu.
The two people quickly retracted the gun stand, changed to a position where the light was slightly darker, and then slightly poked their heads out to look out, just in time to see several mutton-fat torches lighting up in the wilderness ahead.
Then several torches were thrown forward.
The two people's eyes followed the torch and soon saw a figure.
Jin Shenghuan's face immediately fell, because he knew from the direction that this was the ambushes he had sent.
Soon after, there was another scream that ripped through the air, and a heavy arrow shot through the body of the ambushes. The ambushes ran a few steps forward and fell to the ground.
Jin Shenghuan said in a ferocious voice: "Jiannu really wants to attack at night!"
Xu Yingwei turned around and shouted: "The trumpeter obeys the order and blows the assembly horn!"
The two trumpeters immediately raised their suonas, and then the rallying horn sounded.
Upon hearing the rallying horn, the six gun platforms at the foot of the Ninth Peak were the first to light up the torches, followed by the six gun platforms on the Eighth Peak, and then the four gun platforms on the mountainside... Within a moment, the entire Yunlong Mountain was lit up.
A torch was lit.
Even the torches were lit up on the parapets between the gun platforms, and the whole mountain was as bright as white.
Xu Yingwei looked out again and saw that there were no slaves in the trench outside the gun platform.
But the wall between Gun Tower No. 1 and Gun Tower No. 2 at the foot of the mountain was already crowded with Jian slaves.
Seeing this, Jin Shenghuan couldn't help but lick his tongue: "Xu Xiucai, you really hit the mark!"
"Wrong, this is not what I said, but your Majesty." Xu Yingwei shook his head and shouted sternly, "Musketeers, all line up, line up!"
The tactics are still the same tactics.
The Ming army musketeers lined up inside the gun platform, and the Jiannu archers and musketeers outside the gun platform could not be seen.
However, as soon as Jiannu, who was climbing the ladder to attack the middle protective wall, exceeded the height of the protective wall, he would be exposed to the firing range of the Ming army's musketeers, and this time it was still crossfire.
The two gun platforms, about fifty steps apart, formed a perfect crossfire.
To put it bluntly, Yunlong Mountain is actually equivalent to a super large fortress.
The gun platform built on the raised part at the foot of the mountain is equivalent to the convex corner of the bastion.
The crossfire formed by the convex corners can effectively cover the middle wall of the corners without any blind spots.
While the musketeers took turns firing guns, Jin Shenghuan also quickly led the border soldiers to the inside of the protective wall. Once any Jian slaves slipped through the net or Jian slaves in white armor forced their way in, they would immediately use fishing nets, lime bags and flour and pepper bags.
call.
There were indeed a few white-armored soldiers of the Jiannu slaves who climbed onto the cannon platform despite the fire, but they were caught upright by fishing nets.
Immediately, lime packets and flour-sweet pepper packets rained down on these white-armored soldiers. These white-armored soldiers instantly lost their ability to resist and were stabbed to death by Ming army spearmen.
By this time, the spearmen of the Ming army were also showing their experience.
The spearmen of the Ming army did not stab the torso and four legs of the white-armored soldiers of Jiannu, but only stabbed the faces.
The face is the weakest point of the white-armored soldiers. Usually there is only a thin layer of face armor. Some white-armored soldiers rely on their superb skills and don't even have face armor, so the Ming army's spearmen can hit it accurately.
The reason is very simple. For one or two spears, the white-armored soldiers of the Jiannu slaves can block them with weapons or push them away with their hands. But five, six or even a dozen spears are coming at them all at once. How can they block or dodge?
Jiannu's first wave of offensive collapsed and the sneak attack failed.
Hundreds more corpses of Jian slaves were thrown into the trench at the foot of the ninth peak.
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"hateful!"
When the news came back, Duduo slapped the saddle hard. The horse was frightened and immediately stepped back, almost knocking Duduo off the horse.
Fortunately, He Luo would quickly hold the horse's rein.
Fan Chengmo, who was standing next to him, subconsciously tensed up his body.
As expected, the master's whip should fall on him again.
However, it didn't happen this time. Duduo didn't take out his anger on him.
He Luohui persuaded in a low voice: "Master, the Ming army on Yunlong Mountain is too heavily guarded. We have no chance. Moreover, the red cannons cannot fire accurately at night. If the Ming army cavalry in Xuzhou City suddenly come out to surround us, we will be defeated."
You’ll suffer a big loss, otherwise you’d better forget it and wait until dawn tomorrow to fight again.”
"Gene Era"
"Forget it, just withdraw them all," Duduo said helplessly.
Because what He Luohui said is reasonable, this reckless and reckless behavior not only affects the Ming army, but also affects them, especially the red cannons that cannot play their role.
It's just that this battle was fought too cowardly.
Duduo already felt like there was nothing he could do.
After returning to the main tent, Duduo began pouring soju.
One is to relieve boredom. When Dodo is in a bad mood, he will drink alcohol to relieve his boredom.
Second, when you are tipsy, your brain is most active and you can often come up with some good ideas.
After downing several bottles of shochu, Duduo thought of an idea, and immediately asked Fan Chengmo to call He Luohui.
"He Luohui, I remember that the Jin gentry from Shangqiu sent a group of their children to Xuzhou with the army." Duduo drank a drink and asked again, "Where are these Jin gentry's children now?"
"They are all here," He Luo said, "living with the slaves."
Duduo said: "Go and ask if anyone has been to Yunlong Mountain in Xuzhou."
