Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 407 Blood Wolf Mercenary Group
"My lord, it can't be done. The bottom of the city wall is full of rocks, so it can't be blown up!" The soldiers of Shenji Battalion trotted to report to Liu Hongjian.

Of course Liu Hongjian also saw it. If the walls of Haizhou City were made of black bricks, as long as the bombing took turns, there would still be hope.

But Tiao Shi was different, there was no point of force in the first place, the grenade exploded and it was blown up, but Tiao Shi was not damaged at all.

If the five-foot-thick city wall was blown down by grenades, it might not be able to explode even if the grenades were used up.

In addition to the 1 hand grenades allocated to the three cities encircling the east, west, and south, the main force of the Ming army outside the north gate has not many grenade reserves.

The supply line was getting longer and longer, and the next ammunition supply would be several days away. Liu Hongjian was absolutely reluctant to use all the grenades to blow up the air.

In this way, even if the city wall was blown up, without the biggest killer, the Ming army would probably have to pay a lot of casualties if they wanted to wipe out the Eight Banners soldiers.

"I don't believe it anymore, you fool Kong Er, put armor-piercing bullets on me!" Liu Hongjian rode his horse to the cannon position.

The cannon position is located to the north of the moat, just outside the attack range of Shenyang Chengcheng artillery.

"Humble job!" Kong Er's fool immediately ordered the gunner, and the armor-piercing bullets made of fine steel were pulled out one by one.

Boom—boom—boom—a moment later the cannon fired.

Liu Hongjian raised his binoculars and looked towards the city wall, only to see armor-piercing projectiles inserted into the city wall one by one like white radishes. The effect was indeed there, but... the effect was still insignificant.

If the shells are all armor-piercing shells, it is bound to be able to continuously expand the cracks in the city wall. The key is that this thing is limited.

"Liu Qing, why don't you send troops to directly attack the city!" Chong Zhen also followed up, realizing that Liu Hongjian had no choice this time.

For a long time, the Ming army relied on powerful firearms to be invincible, and never thought that they would encounter such embarrassment after reaching the finish line.

"No way, Your Majesty, we don't have any siege equipment, and the casualties of conventional siege are too high, you...you will go bankrupt." Liu Hongjian said subconsciously, frowning.

When the army went out, Liu Hongjian never thought about conventional siege. Even if the huge siege equipment was disassembled and loaded into vehicles, it would still greatly affect the mobility of the army.

And relying on siege towers, ladders and other things, how many people would die!
A soldier’s pension is 500 taels, 1 soldiers are 500 million taels, and 1000 soldiers are [-] million taels. Looking at the height of Shenyang City, how many lives are needed to fill it?

"Is it just waiting?" Although Chongzhen didn't know what bankruptcy meant, but he didn't have siege equipment, so trying to climb the six-foot-high city wall was nothing short of a dream.

"Yes, Your Majesty, let's just wait!" After thinking about your current situation, Liu Hongjian felt relieved.

When Huang Taiji besieged Jinzhou, it took half a year to besiege. After all, it is the capital of others. You broke it in a day or two. How embarrassing is it?
Do you think it's like when Li Zicheng besieged the capital, so many courtiers secretly opened the city gate!
As far as the guards in this city, whether they are Tartars or traitors, how could they not know that if the city wall is broken, they will all die!

"There must be at least four to five million people in the city of Shenyang. The people eat horses and consume horses, and it won't last long. Why are we in a hurry? The Tartars must be more anxious than us!" Liu Hongjian further explained.

"Kong Er fool, keep firing! Shoot at the city gate and turrets, don't let the city's scumbags idle! I want them to live in peace."

The wall could not be dried, and the wooden city gates and buildings could always be opened. After giving Kong Er's orders, Liu Hongjian followed Chongzhen back to the camp.

Even if it is wasted, it will kill you bastards!
In the next few days, the cannon began to roar at dawn. From morning to night, except for the time to cool the barrel, the moat had been filled.

The first thing to suffer was the gate tower on the city wall. After Kong Er's unremitting bombardment, the gate tower, the turrets around the city wall, and even the urn city were all flattened and collapsed.

The Ming army had been fighting outside the pass for more than a month, and when it was approaching the final trembling, it was considered a respite.

But the Tartars in the city were not so lucky. They curled up behind the city wall one by one, and had to stare at the Ming army below the city from time to time.

Because the Ming army would come up with a ghost idea from time to time, and make some moths, such as shooting letters into the city with arrow feathers to persuade them to surrender, and so on.

At the beginning, the guards on the city wall came to boost morale from time to time, and even yelled at the Ming army below the city.

Until two or three Tatar generals were named by Yang Tianbao's AKM one after another, those generals never dared to stand up again.

"Mr. Fan, it's been nine days, why haven't you seen a strong army coming? Could it be that those barbarians have betrayed their faith?" Dorgon was full of anger as soon as he came down from court.

The leaders of the Menggu cried in front of him every day to change defenses. In order to prevent mutiny, he had to replace with Manchurian Eight Banners soldiers.

Nine days passed, Hauge and Daishan also sneered at him from time to time, mocking his magical soldiers as non-existent.

If it weren't for the leakage of the secret, Dorgon would have blocked the mouths of these generals, but even so, Dorgon was still beating his heart.

That is the last hope of the Qing Dynasty!
In order to win the final victory, Dorgon spent the last tael of silver in the treasury, a full 38 taels of silver, and invited the blood wolf mercenary group, which is known as the most powerful mercenary group in Europe.

Originally, Dorgon had contempt for the barbarians of Europa, but after seeing their equipment, the powerful artillery, and the huge battleship, Dorgon was finally shocked.

He firmly believed that if he could really invite this army, the thief general Liu Hongjian would definitely not be his opponent.

Having been defeated several times by the firearms of the Ming army, Dorgon now has to admit that in the face of powerful firepower, no matter how many soldiers there are, it is difficult to win.

The only thing that made Dorgon heartbroken was that this mercenary regiment with 80 soldiers actually asked for [-] taels of silver!

The entire national treasury of his Qing Dynasty was only less than 40 taels, and in the end it was the dog slave surnamed Fan who came up with the idea, and the mercenary leader agreed to pay half of it first.

The remaining half was paid off at the cost of 100 million Han Chinese slaves after the victory.

This is simply a bargain, the Han people can’t even be called slaves, there are so many, 100 million is nothing, Dorgon even proposed to use all Han Chinese slaves to cover the expenses of the mercenary group, but was rejected by the mercenary group leader Arthur .

Even so, Dorgon still couldn't believe that there was such a good business in this world, and he praised Fan Wencheng greatly.

It's just that nine days have passed, and the silver was delivered half a month ago, but what about people?

"Your Highness the Regent, don't be in a hurry. The agreed deadline is still one day away. The head of the regiment, Arthur, is a very trustworthy person, and he will definitely not break his promise." Fan Wencheng was calm on the surface, but in fact he was very irritable in his heart.

The city was besieged, and even a mouse couldn't get out. How did he know why the **** mercenary group hadn't come yet?

"Let's go down, my king is not feeling well, please trouble Mr. Fan to inspect the city on my behalf, to boost morale!" Dorgon waved his hand, and Fan Wencheng turned around with a salute, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

Dorgon stood quietly in the hall for a while, then left the hall and went straight to Qingning Palace.

PS: Europa refers to Europe.

(End of this chapter)