Li Yongfang looked at the frozen city wall and the dry moat embankment with ice on both sides of the river embankment, and it made her teeth ache.
Although there is no water in the moat, water has been poured on the slopes on both sides of the river and it has frozen into ice. It is slippery. If you fall, you will not be able to get back up. If the ice problem of the moat is not solved, it will be impossible to reach the bottom of the city wall.
.Because if the army rushes over, people and ladders will all fall into the moat.
There is no water in the moat, which is an inverted trapezoidal ditch. People and horses are crowded at the bottom of the river, which becomes a living target for the Ming army on the city wall. When the time comes, they will be unable to go up and back, and it will become very lively.
The Han Banner has always been a force that mainly uses firearms among the Eight Banners. The Eight Banners are accustomed to using bows and arrows. Until the Qianlong Dynasty, they still insisted that riding and archery was the foundation of the country, and bannermen were not allowed to specialize in shotguns. In their view, riding and archery was not good.
Just go and handle firearms.
This time Li Yongfang brought a firearms battalion with eighty Fran cannons of different sizes and ten general cannons. These artillery pieces were pulled by horse-drawn carriages and put down when they arrived at the place.
Li Yangeng looked at the situation in front of him and said to Li Yongfang: "Father, if we fight like this, will it be effective? I see that the ice is three feet thick."
"What do you know? It doesn't matter whether you can win or not. What the Khan says is whatever he says. As long as you don't blame us." Li Yongfang said coldly.
"Fire!" Li Yongfang gave an order. Ninety cannons opened fire at the same time. For a moment, thick smoke billowed and the sound of cannons shook the sky.
The shells of the Fran cannon are not big, usually about two pounds, and there are also shotguns. The dense stones bombarded the city wall like a storm. Because of the concentrated bombardment of the east city wall, nearly a hundred artillery pieces at one time covered the small town.
Bricks from the city wall and towers on the east side are flying.
The Ming soldiers who were lying on the crenels and preparing to shoot with bows and arrows were suddenly hit with bullets and stones all over their heads and their heads were bruised and bloody. Dozens of them screamed and fell down. Others quickly squatted down and took advantage of the cover of the parapet to avoid the artillery fire.
After intensive artillery fire, no one was left at the crenellations of the city wall. They all shrank behind the wall.
"Tear down the damaged shield carts on the road, fill them in the trenches, and fill in a few passages. If there are not enough, throw the grain bags into the moat. The shield carts will be dispatched to cover." Huang Taiji said expressionlessly.
Dorgon and others looked at each other and were all very surprised.
But then I thought about it, it was freezing and snowy, and it would be okay to fill the moat with grain bags, and water would not enter. After the city was conquered, grain would still be grain, and nothing would be wasted. Now, at this moment, there is nowhere to find things to fill the moat.
This is a savanna and there is no human habitation. There is nothing to fill the trench with.
Soon, the slaves who followed the transportation of grain and grass were whipped by the soldiers of the Eight Banners. They picked up the sacks containing the army grain and rushed forward.
Taking advantage of the artillery bombardment of the city wall, the Ming army was unable to raise its head. They took the opportunity to fill up the trench.
These slaves included Han Chinese, Koreans and other random ethnic groups. They were very afraid of the bows, arrows, muskets, and artillery at the top of the city. But under the threat of the flag soldiers, they could only carry heavy sacks and rush towards the moat.
Ma Xi was directing the battle on the city gate building. He looked out from the window with broken window paper and saw tens of thousands of slaves carrying sacks and rushing towards the moat. He was a little surprised. Where did the slaves get the sand and soil? Now the land is frozen
Well, there is no way to dig the soil.
However, he soon knew what was going on.
There were artillery of the Ming army on the horses of the city wall. They also opened fire. The sacks that some Aha was carrying were hit by shotguns, tearing a big hole. The sorghum inside flowed out.
The cavalryman watching next to him was furious. This was army rations. He stabbed the loser to death with a spear.
Ma Xi's mouth opened in shock. Food and grass are the life of an army. This Huang Taiji is really willing to give up. He makes a decisive decision and is willing to give up. He is really a person who does great things.
"Hurry up and let the artillery positions on the city wall fire. Other archers and gunmen also fire for me. Use shields to block the crenels and shoot out from the corners. Hurry up." Ma Xi shouted loudly.
He couldn't help but not be in a hurry. With this strategy, tens of thousands of people, carrying sacks of military rations, filled up the moat in half a day.
At this time, Jiannu's shield chariot also came up. The shield chariot was heavy and moved especially slowly in the snow. They lagged behind those carrying sacks and came up at this time.
The Ming troops on the city wall also opened fire. These Ming troops were the frontier troops of Gansu Town. They were sent here after eliminating the weak and retaining the strong. There were a total of five thousand people. The combat effectiveness of these people was much better than that of the ordinary Ming troops. Wars continued in the northwest region.
, there has been no peace period for hundreds of years. They have relatively maintained a certain fighting capacity.
The fort on the horse face is higher than the battlement, and there is a bronze cannon or general cannon on it. On each east wall, there are nine horse faces and nine forts. But at this time, there are a large number of enemy troops on all sides of the small town.
Rush forward. There is fighting on all sides.
Huang Taiji became furious and was very angry at Ma Xi's behavior of killing the envoy. He ordered a siege on all sides. He didn't believe it. Such a small town was not something that could be conquered in one go.
Boom boom boom! The cannons on the city wall fired.
One after another, spherical solid bullets roared towards the city. One shell fell into the crowd carrying sacks. Seven or eight people were directly hit and their limbs were broken, flying in all directions. The snow was suddenly stained with bright red.
Pushed by more than a dozen slaves, one or two shield carts sluggishly advanced in the snow. Behind them, a dozen Eight Banners soldiers ducked and hid. Behind them, more than fifty flag soldiers carried ladders.
Making preparations. After a while, the moat was filled in, and they immediately launched an attack.
At this time, a solid shell from the general's cannon was fired. It immediately shattered the vertical shield of the shield cart. The shell passed through the shield cart and directly hit the slaves pushing the cart behind and the dozen or so flag men following them. There was a sudden burst.
People jumped on their backs, and a bloody alley was opened.
On the crenel, the Ming army blocked most of the crenel with shields. Archers and musketeers stretched out bows and muskets from the corners. They bombarded the enemy. Arrows rained down for a while, and they shot at the people filling the trench. They were
The target that poses the greatest threat at this time.
Some of these people fell to the ground on the way to the attack and were hit by three-eyed muskets and died. Some rushed to the edge of the moat, were shot by bows and arrows, and fell into the moat together with their sacks.
Made sandbags to fill the trench.
Ma Xi looked at the siege troops under the city slowly advancing. The trenches were gradually being filled in. For a moment, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
From time to time, soldiers were hit by shotguns at the crenellations of the city wall, screaming and falling down. After all, the shields could block Jiannu's bows and arrows, but the cannon shot shot directly smashed the shields into sieves. The people behind
He was also beaten up and riddled with holes.
Ma Xi was anxious and helpless. Jiannu had too many Franco cannons. He had no means of restraint. The general cannon and the three general cannons he had on the city wall were cast during the Yongle period. Their performance was incomparable with the Franco machine.
