The vehicle-mounted Folan cannon became a decoration, as well as cannons.
As a firearms unit, the Eight Banners Han Army not only had cannons, but also matchlocks. Each Niulu had 100 musketeers.
The 100 musketeers were divided into three groups and took turns firing muskets. They fired at the Ming army on the musket platform across a 30-step-wide ditch. The gunfire was filled with smoke and the sound of muskets being fired was endless.
The Ming army musketeers on the gun platform were completely suppressed.
Because there were only 20 Ming army musketeers on the gun platform.
However, although the fighting was lively, the actual casualties were few.
Because both sides had protection, the Ming army had wooden fences and the Eight Banners Han army also had sidecars.
However, this balance of power was soon broken, because the two squatting tiger cannons on the gun platform opened fire again. Only two booms were heard, and another sidecar was destroyed by the shells.
To be honest, open-top guns like the Tiger Crouching Cannon have poor air tightness, and their accuracy is terrible not to mention the short range. Even if they fire closed-mouth ammunition at a distance of thirty steps, it will be a stroke of luck. The Ming army was lucky.
good.
Two sidecars were destroyed one after another, and the Eight Banners Han Army immediately became a little nervous.
Because if this consumption continued, 12 sidecars would not be enough for the Ming army to fight, so Geng Jimao, who led the army, decisively ordered a group of swordsmen to jump down the ditch and directly attack the gun platform.
But as it turned out, these 30 knife players had just jumped out of the trench, and they hugged their feet and screamed.
Baiyintu and Aobai, who were watching the battle from a distance, were immediately dumbfounded. What was going on? Was there a trap in the trench? The Ming army spread caltrops in the trench?
At this time, the Ming army musketeers on the gun platform also changed their targets.
Point the gun at the Eight Banners and Han Saber player who collapsed at the bottom of the ditch.
"Bang bang!" With a huge gunshot sound, seven or eight sword players were shot dead in an instant.
The remaining knife players panicked, and some ran to both sides along the ditch, but as soon as they took a step, they screamed and fell to the ground again, and their feet were punctured again, because the bottom of the ditch was full of sharp wooden stakes and bamboos.
prick.
There were also knife players who turned around and wanted to climb up the ten-foot-high slope protection, but their feet had been pierced and they couldn't use their strength. The bottom of the ditch was not at a right angle. Even if their companions were reaching out to pull up, they couldn't reach it.
In this way, 30 sword players were shot one by one by Ming army musketeers.
"Trash!" Seeing this scene, Obai was so angry that he scolded his mother, "It's useless at all."
"That's enough. I think I already know how to crack the Ming army's blunderbuss." A confident smile appeared on Baiyintu's face, and he looked at Zu Zerun below and said, "Let them withdraw.
Stop attacking."
Zu Zerun was granted amnesty and quickly pulled back the attacking Niu Lu.
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On the other side of the battle.
Zhu Cijiong waved his fist vigorously: "Jiannu is nothing more than that!"
"This is just a tentative attack." Zhu Cixiang said, "And this is just the Eight Banners Han Army, not the real Eight Banners soldiers. The test is still to come."
"Let's see what other tricks Jian Nu can play."
Zhu Cijiong was somewhat disapproving. He felt that the Xia Town defense line designed by his father was an iron wall, and Jian Nu had no ability to break through it.
However, Zhu Cijiong's idea was soon shattered by the cruel facts.
Before the Ming army on the gun platform could take a breath, Jiannu launched a second wave of attacks.
And this time it was no longer the Eight Banners Han army that went into the attack, but the real Eight Banners soldiers.
Jiannu was more cautious than Zhu Cijiong imagined. After they got close, they did not attack rashly. Instead, they selected four positions and began to dig the back of the slope protection with all their strength.
"Ah this? What is Jian Nu going to do?"
Zhu Cijiong was a little confused: "Are we going to dig out all the slope protection?"
"Then how long do they have to dig? There are several feet of thick slope protection in front of each layer of defense."
"They don't have to dig out the whole thing, they just need to dig a few gaps in the middle of the slope protection." Zhu Cixiang raised his head and glanced at Chongzhen, and after getting encouragement, he said, "This way the Folan cannon on the sidecar can directly attack ours.
Gun stand, the wooden fence on the gun stand can't stop the Franco machine gun's closing rounds!"
There was no expression on Chongzhen's face, which he had expected.
The excavation process was boring, but Jiannu was very patient.
Although the Ming army did some tamping and reinforcement when building the slope protection, the strength was ultimately limited. Under the turns of digging by more than 300 Eight Banners soldiers and the accompanying 300 Baoji, by nightfall, the bottom width was already more than
Four large gaps more than one foot wide were dug in the five-foot right-angled trapezoidal slope protection.
Cars and sidecars can easily enter from it.
When it comes to earthworks, Jiannu is also an expert and an experienced craftsman.
When the four gaps were dug until only a thin layer of soil was left in front, Jiannu stopped digging.
Then they pushed four gun-carrying sidecars directly through the gap. After fixing the sidecars, just one round of the muzzleloader bomb destroyed the thin layer of soil.
The fence of the Ming Army's gun platform was directly exposed to the muzzle of Jiannu's cannon.
Although the Ming army gunners on the gun platform had already determined the direction and had readjusted the shooting angle of the Crouching Tiger Cannon, the accuracy of the Crouching Tiger Cannon was really hard to describe.
"Boom! Boom!" The two squatting tiger cannons fired one after another.
After the smoke cleared, the sidecar with a gap on the opposite side was unscathed.
Obviously, the two rounds fired just now failed to hit.
When the Ming army gunners hurriedly reloaded ammunition and lead, the other side opened fire again.
The Folan cannon can be loaded with sub-cannons, and its speed is much faster than that of the Crouching Tiger cannon.
Four more cannon shots were fired, and four large holes were directly punched out in the wooden fence at the front of the gun platform.
This time, the Jiannu Fulang machine gun used 25-pound closed-mouth ammunition. It was a piece of cake to hit the wooden fence, and several Ming soldiers inside were killed.
At the same time, another group of Eight Banners Han Army musketeers pushed a sidecar on the top of the slope protection. Under the cover of the sidecar, they started shooting at the Ming army on the gun platform from a high position.
The Ming army gunners on the gun platform hurriedly evaded.
Because the Eight Banners and Han Army's bird cannons can already threaten the inside of the cannon platform through the four large holes in the fence.
Without the fire support of the squatting tiger cannon, the Ming army on the gun platform became more passive. Taking this opportunity, a dozen white-armored soldiers jumped into the ditch outside the gun platform without hesitation.
These dozen white-armored soldiers were clad in triple armor and wore thick and tough cowhide boots. They were not afraid of wooden stakes or bamboo thorns, and even iron caltrops could not pierce them.
The distance of thirty steps only takes time to urinate.
Approaching the gun platform, a dozen white-armored soldiers threw out four flying claws to catch the wooden fence on one side. They then divided into four groups and pulled together, pulling down the wooden fence with two big holes.
half of.
Then another soldier in white armor knelt down with his back arched and his hands on the ground to form steps.
The other two white-armored soldiers put their hands together and formed another step.
A tall white-armored soldier immediately stepped on two "steps" and jumped onto the gun platform, which was no more than 5 feet high.
The spearmen of the Ming army who were guarding the gun platform had not collapsed yet, and immediately came over with their spears and stabbed them in a row.
As a result, the white-armored soldier just bent down and dodged. When he stood up with his feet on the ground, he freed up his left hand and picked it up again, then put the four spears under his arm.
The four Ming army spearmen fought hard to grab the spears.
As a result, the white-armored soldiers took advantage of their strength and reached nearly four Ming army spearmen at once.
The moment they approached the Ming army, the white-armored soldier slashed with the sword in his right hand, slicing the throats of two Ming army spearmen. The two Ming army spearmen immediately fell to the gun platform with their throats covered.
The few remaining Ming army spearmen instinctively retreated.
However, the Ming army's spearmen had only taken less than half a step back when the white-armored soldiers' long swords slashed at them.
There was a sound, the blood collapsed, and the head of the third Ming army spearman flew into the air.
Although these white-armored soldiers were clad in triple armor weighing more than eighty kilograms, as well as long knives, large bows and even caltrops and other spare heavy weapons, they did not look clumsy at all.
Because after long periods of fighting and training, the white-armored soldiers have adapted to this heavy load.
As the third spearman was beheaded, the Ming army on the gun platform finally collapsed and couldn't stand it any longer.
The remaining musketeers and spearmen jumped up and ran away. Not to mention the squatting cannons, they even threw away their spears and muskets. They only regretted that my mother-in-law had two legs.
Zhu Cijiong saw it from a distance and was so angry that he cursed.
"These cowards, only one slave came up, but there were seventy or eighty of them. Even if one of them spat, the slaves were drowned. What are you afraid of? What are you afraid of?"
"It's already very difficult for them to persist until now."
But Chongzhen just shook his head and asked Zhu Cihong: "Xian'er, how long have they persisted?"
Zhu Cixiang looked at the sky and said, "It's definitely more than one hour, but it's probably not two hours yet."
"Jiong'er, now you know why you can't concentrate all the firearms on the peripheral gun towers?" Chongzhen said to Zhu Cijiong earnestly, "When marching and fighting, you must have a clear understanding of the strength of the enemy and ourselves, and then based on the comparison of the strength of the two sides
Make the most conservative estimate and remember, it is better to be conservative than to be too aggressive!"
"Yes, I have remembered it." Zhu Cijiong accepted the instruction honestly.
Zhu Cixi also gained something: "If we are conservative in our estimation, we still have the opportunity to make adjustments, but if we are in danger due to taking risks, we will not even have the slightest chance to make adjustments."
"That's the truth." Chongzhen nodded happily.
Chongzhen had already seen the character of these two sons.
Zhu Cijiong has a very smart mind and more active thinking, but his personality is a bit reckless.
The elder brother Zhu Cixi's brain is slower than that of his younger brother, but his personality is calmer.
At this time, there were new changes on the battlefield ahead. It was discovered that after the Ming army was defeated, the dozen or so white-armored soldiers refused to let go. They actually chased the Ming army into the retreat passage. Looking at this posture, they actually wanted to make a big move.
, to capture the second or even third gun tower, the appetite of these white-armored slave-building soldiers would be too great.
The white-armored soldiers paid the price for their arrogance.
Because the retreat channel connecting the gun platform is also the fire output channel.
The four Crouching Tiger cannons from the two musket stations at the rear have already been aimed at these two retreat passages, and even the ballistic trajectories have been calculated.
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