please make me king

Chapter 1378 Bloody Battle at Black Rock Ridge

"Prince Zheng, this slave is incompetent!" Ba Ya La Jia La Zhang Jing He Luo Hui pleaded guilty to Jier Harang with a face of shame.

"This battle is not a crime of war, it's a guide who misled me!" Najierharang comforted me, "Now there is a new group of thieves in this fort, they are very brave, I wonder if you can take them down? "

"The thieves have very powerful guns, and there are ravines in front of them. The slaves must first fill the ravines before they can fight." Of course He Luohui understood what Jierhalang meant.

However, in view of the depth of the small pool in Heishiling Fortress and the presence of elite soldiers and sharp guns stationed there, it was only possible to take it slowly.

"In this way, the king will allocate three thousand people to you, and give you half a day to fill the ditch. I will pass through this city early tomorrow morning." Jierhalang pondered for a while, and finally ordered.

"Hey, this servant is taking orders!" Then He Luohui immediately responded after hearing the words.

For the current Hou Jin, siege tactics have formed a complete process.

Under normal circumstances, they first plundered and drove nearby men and women to fill the ravines, then used shield vehicles to cover the heavy armored soldiers approaching, and finally used hand-to-hand combat to make a final decision and attack the city.

Now there are few people living on Heishi Ridge, where are they going to catch men, women, old and children to fill the ravine in front of Heishi Ridge Castle?

In desperation, He Luohui had no choice but to send soldiers from the Eight Banners of Manchuria and Mongolia to fight in person.

"The three of you are logging, the three of you are building carts, the three of you are digging, and the remaining one is preparing heavy armor and artillery, ready to attack the city!" He Luohui thought for a moment, and couldn't help but directly ordered.

Following He Luohui's order, the [-] people who had just been dispatched to him immediately became busy, and Jierhalang couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction.

Black Stone Ridge Fort is a small fort with a circumference of only one hundred and twenty feet, and each wall is only thirty feet wide.The height of the city is only two feet and seven feet, which is eight feet lower than the height of the conventional city in Ming Dynasty, which is three feet and five feet.

It stands to reason that such a small town should be able to go down in one go.

However, due to the arrival of two thousand cavalry led by Li Guo, these shortcomings all became the advantages of the defender.

For a small city, a small city means that the defending side can defend with a small number of troops; for the attacking side, it means that a large number of soldiers cannot be deployed and cannot take advantage of their own numbers.

The second is that the city is short, which means that the city wall is difficult to collapse, and it is difficult for the attacking party to destroy the opponent's city wall with artillery.

The three strong cities, Heishiling Fort was built with local materials and black stones on Heishiling. It is difficult to use the tactics of "cutting out the city" commonly used by Li Zicheng.

With all these three, it is doomed that the two sides can only fight soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, and exchange blood for blood in a small space.

"Melee combat? My Manchurian soldiers have never been afraid of anyone!" Jierhalang looked at the small castle in front of him and couldn't help but sneered.

At the same time, Li Guo was standing on the Black Stone Ridge Fort, and he had already seen the situation of Hou Jin clearly.

"Ten thousand Jian captives?" Li Guo couldn't help being surprised, and then calmed down again, "In this case, let these ten thousand Jian captives be my achievement for being promoted to Marquis!"

Thinking of this, Li Guo couldn't help but turned to Zhou Shien and asked, "How much gunpowder is there in the castle?"

"Just counted, in addition to the [-] catties we brought, there are more than [-] catties in the castle." Zhou Shien quickly replied, "Besides that, there are [-] to [-] catties of sulfur, it's a pity No saltpeter and charcoal to go with it."

"It's almost worth forty or fifty artillery volleys, which is completely enough." Li Guo nodded after hearing this, and then ordered, "How about this, choose ten soldiers in a while, and each carry fifty catties to go to the 'One Line of Sky' ', blew up 'One Line of Sky'!"

"What?" Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

Do you know why?

The so-called "one line of sky" is not a place, but the narrow terrain in Feihu Valley, where two mountains are sandwiched together, and many places only allow one person to pass through, so it can be called "one line of sky".

As a result, if Li Guo wanted to send people to blow up these places, it meant that everyone had no way out.

"General, what is this?" Zhou Shien asked a little confused.

""Wei Liaozi" says: A hundred people are killed, and they fall into chaos; a thousand people are killed, and the enemy is killed; ten thousand people are killed, and they run rampant." Li Guo couldn't help laughing, "We have two thousand people under our command. , how can we not defeat the thief?"

"The thief is dead, I am resurrected!"

Put it to death and then live, fall into death and then survive?
Zhou Shien glanced at Li Guo in disbelief, and couldn't help but be overwhelmed by his courage for a while, and couldn't help shouting: "Thousands of people are killed, capture the enemy and kill the general!"

Don't be in a hurry when he shouted, Li Guo's soldiers immediately responded: "Thousands of people are killed, capture the enemy and kill the general!"

With just this momentum, Jierhalang, He Luohui and others suddenly changed their colors.

The three armies can win the commander, but the common man cannot win the ambition!

"It's broken, it's hard to get down in this city!" Ji Erhalang couldn't help but look ugly.

In history, there were two people who adopted this "last stand" tactic, one was Han Xin and the other was Ma Di.

The former became famous in one battle, and the latter suffered a crushing defeat.

The two parties were fine that afternoon and evening, so let's not mention it.

In the early morning of the next day, the Baya Lajia Lazhangjing and Niulu Ezhenhe Luohui, who had already prepared to stop, commanded dozens of newly built shield vehicles and slowly advanced towards the Heishiling Fort of the rebel army.

Behind the shield cart were ten gold heavy armored soldiers covered with soaked cotton armor, ten cart black soldiers and two carts filled with mud and stones.

"Let's go!" Following He Luohui's order, the freshly baked shield chariot began to creak and move forward under the push of ten black soldiers.

At the same time as these shield vehicles were moving, Houjin's artillery also lined up and blasted towards Heishiling Fort.

"Tom tom!" Following a burst of cannon fire, several dull voices came into the fort.

"Win?" Li Guo felt a little uneasy, and quickly climbed up the castle to look outside.

One mile below the castle, there are more than a hundred cannons densely arranged, but they are all things like Franz, General, Second General, and Western cannons.

The shells fired were all the size of pebbles, crackling and hitting Heishiling Fort and Heishiling, like a dense hailstorm.

Li Guo couldn't help but sneered, and ordered: "The words of the tartars are too small, let them taste our big fellow!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help laughing, and then they rolled out ten cannons of different sizes neatly.

The big one is a golden cannon that can fire twenty-jin iron bullets, and the small one is a field cannon that can fire ten catties.

"We're all aiming." The banner leader didn't know what Li Guo was thinking, so he couldn't help telling them one by one, "This time, let's show the Tartars some color!"

Following the cannon commander's order, the sound of the cannon shook the sky, and ten round iron balls flew out in unison, and smashed straight into the rear golden shield car formation in a daze.

On the spot, two shield chariots were beaten to pieces, and three or five of the black soldiers and heavy armored soldiers behind them were also pierced to death. Intestines, stomachs, and blood flowed all over the floor, and limbs and fragments were scattered everywhere.

(End of this chapter)