Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 847 Busa Root Meat Grinder
The city of Busagan is really not big, and more than 8000 defenders can be deployed on one wall, and more than 3 on four walls.

Morozov stubbornly believed that Busagen City would never be able to withstand the attack of 12 people, but the Raksha people had the support of the Raksha people, and Liu Hongjian also had Liu Hongjian's plans.

Along with the fifty howitzers, there were also hand grenades, not many, more than 5.

Including the more than 6 hand grenades brought by Liu Hongjian with the army, there are more than 11 hand grenades in total. These are gifts from Busagen City to the Raksha people.

He makes him strong, the bright moon shines on the river, he lets him do whatever he wants, and the breeze caresses the hills.

Are you not a fighting nation?Then let's fight!

You use your bear-like body, and I use these 11 grenades.

Soon, tens of thousands of Rakshasa people swarmed towards the surrounding city walls with ladders on their shoulders. Zhu Cihong's scalp felt numb seeing the dense formation.

"Liu Qing, are you sure we can hold on?"

It's no wonder that Zhu Cihong said so. The siege of tens of thousands of people is still very spectacular, but the grandeur is second. If the defense fails, it is very likely that his head will not be safe.

The reason why he can still pretend to be calm is because he believes that his Liu Qing also cares about the head on his neck.

"If I say I'm not sure, what will the emperor do?" Liu Hongjian was as steady as an old dog, and by the way he pretended to be coercive.

"Then die here at worst, Liu Qing, you can't run away anyway, and... I have more sons than you!" Zhu Cihong heard Liu Hongjian's teasing, and said very displeased.

Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-

Bombardment, continuous bombardment, teams of soldiers carried wooden boxes containing grenades from below the city to the city wall, and the soldiers on the city wall immediately opened the safety and threw them outside the city like throwing carrots and cabbages.

Anyway, the people outside Wuyang Wuyang outside the city wall are all Raksha people, and throwing them casually can kill a person.

In addition to the throwers who threw grenades, there were less than half of the Musketeers on the city wall, who were specially responsible for dealing with the Rakshasa soldiers who were climbing towards the city wall.

"Ah—MAMA!"

A Rakshasa soldier was trying his best to climb up the city wall. Unexpectedly, all the soldiers who climbed halfway down the ladder were killed. The long wooden ladder lost its support and fell to the side. The soldier screamed in despair to welcome death.

Busagan City is like a killing machine. Countless Rakshasa people who attacked the city have become lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

It was so tragic, several subordinates turned their heads to look at Morozov, they were waiting for Morozov's retreat order.

Morozov's heart was bleeding, but he still refused to retreat expressionlessly.

An hour passed, and the corpses of the Raksha people outside the city wall had been piled up high, and the distance from the ground to the top of the city was constantly shortening.

"Made, Rakshasa Dog is really not afraid of death, this king won't believe it!" Liu Hongjian pointed to the mountain of corpses below the city and said to Zhu Cihong.

The mountain of corpses outside the four city walls must have had 4 to [-] people, and it took just over an hour. This was an incredible thing before hot weapons became popular.

In fact, in the war of the real cold weapon era, not many people will die in one day.

It's just that as time passed, Liu Hongjian also probably knew about Morozov's tactics. This guy wanted to fill up the outside of the city with corpses.

And as far as the Raksha people are concerned, more than half of it has been completed. If it is really equal, the Ming army will have to get into close combat and melee with the Raksha people.

In that way, not only the grenades and artillery will not be effective, but even the muskets will have little effect, and the war will become a complete hand-to-hand combat.

Liu Hongjian did not want to see such a situation at all.

"You idiot, carry the little steel cannon to the city wall, and give me a hard bang on him!"

"Jin Yangming, have you seen that hairy officer who yells Ulla the most? Give him a shot!" Liu Hongjian directed all the resources around him like a jumping prawn.

"Okay, look at mine!" Jin Yangming said excitedly as he immediately replaced the AKM with a new magazine.

"How about Tianbao, have you found the commander of the Raksha people?" Liu Hongjian walked to Yang Tianbao and said.

A lesson from the past is a guide for the future. The Luocha people are also very smart this time. After fighting for so long, Liu Hongjian was stunned to find the opposing commander.

After all, AKM has a good reputation, especially the Dutch and the Rakshasa people. Neither Alexei nor Morozov showed up on the battlefield.

"Not yet, but I feel that he must be in that area!" Yang Tianbao pointed to a very hidden military tent behind the Raksha people.

There were still a lot of sandbags piled up around the tent, and there were several rows of soldiers waiting in formation.

"It's too far away, and there are sandbags and tents blocking it, how can we hit it?" Liu Hongjian frowned and said.

"We can't hit them, but we can try to force them out." Yang Tianbao then told Liu Hongjian his plan.

Not long after, all twelve snipers of the sniper team gathered around Yang Tianbao and fired at the military tent in the distance.

Although the distance is not close, the AKM's effective killing distance is a full 1000 meters, and the bullets can't make up the head. It didn't take long for the top of the tent in the army to be shot full of bullet holes.

It's just that the Raksha people's way of responding directly slapped Liu Hongjian and Yang Tianbao in the face. Morozov was indeed in that tent, and in fact the volley of twelve AKMs really surprised him.

But Morozov immediately mobilized the heavy shield and shifted his position. The AKM bullet hit the heavy shield with a thickness of two or three inches and splashed sparks, but he remained indifferent.

"Made, what a pity!" Liu Hongjian watched as Morozov diverted his anger and punched the city wall.

Morozov still did not order a retreat. He did not believe that the Ming army could not run out of grenades. He just had to wait until the city walls were filled, and that was when the balance of victory would tilt towards him.

After all, he also had a grenade in his hand, and under the situation of being surrounded on all sides, that was the time for him to come to collect the interest.

It's just that if Liu Hongjian knew his thoughts, Liu Hongjian would definitely laugh out loud.

The largest arsenal under the Ordnance Institute is the grenade. There has been no major war for more than a year, and the several secret arsenals of the Ordnance Institute have already piled up grenades.

The Ministry of War and the Ministry of Household Affairs brought so many grenades in the name of additional supplies, and it is not at all ruled out that they may be worried that these things will be damaged if they are stored for too long.

The battle lasted from noon to afternoon, and from afternoon to evening. The sound of explosions under the city wall never stopped, and Morozov and Liu Hongjian frowned more and more.

The former is thinking about how many grenades are left in the city, while the latter is worried that it will not be good for defending the city after dark, after all, the mountain of corpses is too high.

After a while, it was completely dark, and Morozov sighed and ordered a temporary retreat, and the faces of the few around him finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Morozov bowed his head out of the tent. He was going to see Alexei, bear Alexei's anger by the way, and explain to him why he did this.

And Liu Hongjian in the other city was also thinking hard.

We have to find a way to clean up these corpses, otherwise something bad will happen at night, Liu Hongjian thought to himself.

But how to deal with it?Taking advantage of the night to send troops out of the city to clean up?Impossible, the Raksha people must be waiting for him to leave the city!

Want some firewood?It's not realistic, it's okay to burn from the bottom up, but his people can't go down, so what should I do.

"Firewood...fire...burning...there is it!" Liu Hongjian slapped the table and made Zhu Cihong jump.

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(End of this chapter)