I will be the prince at the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 11 Bloody Battle

Dozens of people outside the village who failed to escape back to Bashan village were slaughtered in the blink of an eye, and hundreds of Tartars rushed to Bashan village screaming.

"Xilulu" neighed for a while, and the Tartars reined in their horses one after another. Niulu Erzhen Haraqi pointed the whip in his hand at a fake Tartar of the Eight Banners of the Han Army next to him, "Go up and shout, let them Hand over Mu Tianbo's son and daughter, and if you don't agree, he will be slaughtered."

The fake Tartar patted his horse, came to the gate of the village with a scimitar in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Listen, people in the village, my Lord Niulu orders you to hand over the fake Mingqian immediately." Mu Zhongxian, the son of Duke Mu Tianbo, and his daughter Mu Jianping, if not, I will slaughter your cottage, and let you Bashan village leave no one behind."

With a strong foreign accent, he yelled at the village three times arrogantly, and looked up at the chieftain Mu Yi, Mu Zhongxian and others who were waiting in full force in the village with contempt.

Hearing the shouts of the Tartars below, the soldiers of the Chieftain's Mansion involuntarily turned their eyes to Mu Zhongxian, and Mu Zhongxian's heart skipped a beat. It turned out that these Tartars came for him and his younger sister. It's not terrible for him to die, but Before his father left, he repeatedly told him to take good care of his little sister, but nothing would happen to her, so what should he do? For a moment, Mu Zhongxian clenched his fists and became confused.

Standing beside Mu Zhongxian, a beautiful bride held Mu Zhongxian's fist with her tender hands, and turned her head to look at Tusi Muyi without blinking her big watery eyes. , with a crisp voice: "Abba."

Mu Yi looked down at his daughter Mu Nianci's hands with ten fingertips like bamboo shoots, tightly wrapped Mu Zhongxian's clenched fist, and said: "Zhongxian, you have entered my chieftain's residence, and you are a member of my chieftain's residence." , I will not hand you over to the Tartars."

Then he glanced around the soldiers in the chieftain's mansion, and shouted loudly: "The Tartars are cruel, kill my people. I, Mu Yi, will fight to the death with the Tartars. I will never let the Tartars step into my Ba Shanzhai."

"Fight to the death, fight to the death, never let the Tartars step into our Bashan stronghold." The soldiers of the chieftain's mansion raised their knives and guns and shouted.

Mu Zhongxian said to a Ming soldier behind him: "Bring my firecracker!"

It turned out that after Kunming was occupied by the Tartars, Mu Tianbo realized that the situation of Nanming was over and irretrievable, but he still vowed to die for the country and live and die with Nanming.So he gave his eldest son Mu Zhongxian to the local chieftain to leave incense for the family.At the same time, he also kept his young daughter Mu Jianping, and left three hundred elites to protect his son and daughter.

In addition to the necessary bows, arrows, knives and guns, these three hundred elites were also equipped with one hundred matchlock guns and ten flintlock guns manufactured by Bi Maokang, which were not able to equip the Ming army in large quantities.

Bi Maokang, courtesy name Menghou, nicknamed Dongjiao, was a native of Shanglu in Shexian County, and a weapon expert in the late Ming Dynasty.

The weak crown is the ancient diction, good at painting landscapes, and Zong Wang Wei Fuchun's brushwork.Shao Situ Fang Hongjing, Shao Sima Wang Daokun, and Shao Fu Xu Guo differed at first sight, and became friends for forgetting years.

In the 26th year of Wanli, he was a Jinshi, and he was granted the title of Scheeren of Zhongshu. Later, he moved to Guangxi Daojian Yushi, Youqiandu Yushi, Shaanxi Xunyan, and Shandong Xunyan Yushi.

Due to the drought in Shaanxi, porridge factories were set up and warehouses were opened up, and the refugees gradually recovered their jobs, with about 1.5 people alive. In 42, Lishan Academy was built, which was the largest academy in Jinan at that time.Later, he was squeezed out by eunuch Wei Zhongxian and impeached by Yushi Wang Jikui, so he was stripped of his nationality.

In the early years of Chongzhen, he was appointed as the Tongzheng envoy of Nanjing, and was promoted to the right servant of the Ministry of War, and he was exempted from returning.At the time of farewell, Chongzhen ordered Wugang chariots and Shenfei cannons to be made.After the machine was completed, he edited "Illustration of Military Weapons" to enter Chongzhen.

Because of his meritorious service, he was promoted to the right servant of the Nanjing household department and the governor of Liangli, and he did not go with the eunuchs.He is the author of 2 volumes of "Shucao", 20 volumes of "Xiqing Collection", and 5 volumes of "Guan Cen Collection".

His "Illustration of Military Weapons" introduced the flintlock gun (called self-generating gun in the book) for the first time.

The device for firing the shotgun with a matchlock was improved to use flint as the ignition device, thus overcoming the weakness of matchlock ignition against wind and rain.When the flintlock gun is fired with a flint on the ignition device, the shooter pulls the trigger, and the faucet placed on the trigger rubs against the flint to start a fire. Sparks fall into the charge chamber, causing the gunpowder to burn, generating gas thrust, and shooting the projectile out. .

This kind of gun can be fired as long as the gun is pulled continuously and the flint is rubbed, which simplifies the firing procedure and increases the rate of fire.

The production of flintlock guns is a great improvement of individual guns. Its transformation and completion roughly belonged to the same period as in Europe. However, it was not promoted in time in Ming Dynasty, which is a great pity.

The guard behind Mu Zhongxian heard the order and quickly handed him a loaded flintlock gun,

Taking a deep breath, Mu Zhongxian put the flintlock gun on the wall of the village, and only the tartar remained in his eyes, which became clearer and clearer.He felt the wind direction and speed, and judged the distance.Lock on the target and pull the sheet metal machine.

There was a loud "bang", and a puff of blue smoke rose from the flintlock gun.

The Qing soldier of the Han army flag in front of the village fell in response to the gun. He never thought that there would be such a fierce gunfire and such a powerful gunner in this village until his death.

Mu Zhongxian's blunderbuss hit the face of this Qing soldier of the Han Army Banner. Although he was wearing a helmet with a long helmet gun, which could protect the head, back of the head, and throat well, the front of the face was unprotected.

The bullets of this flintlock gun are twice as heavy as the matchlock guns usually used by the Ming army. This is because Bi Maokang found that the bullets of Western firearms generally weigh between five cents and four cents to six cents and seven cents. The bullets of the bird guns are only two cents and seven cents. After shooting comparisons, he found that the Westerners' fire guns are powerful and have a long range, while the Ming army's fire guns are far inferior.

Therefore, the flintlock gun developed under his auspices increased the weight of the projectile made of lead bullets to five cents and four cents, thickened the barrel, increased the charge, and correspondingly greatly increased its power.

Mu Zhongxian hit him in the face with this bullet, and the bullet made of lead bullets broke and deformed, smashing half of the Qing soldier's face, and fell directly off the horse, dying.

The war horse under his seat frightened "Xilulu" raised its two front hooves high, and then, regardless of the owner who fell to the ground, it spread its four hooves and turned around and ran away.

With a blank expression on his face, Mu Zhongxian handed the fired flintlock to one of the guards beside him, took a loaded flintlock from another guard, and aimed at the man who was obviously the Tartar. Niulu Haraki, the leader, is a shotgun.

The projectile whizzed past Haraki's head and hit a Tartar behind him. The Tartar shook his horse twice, and finally fell off the horse with a "plop".

There was a burst of cheers in the village, and the morale was too high.

But Harachi shrank his neck in fright, and broke out in a cold sweat. He was almost finished, so he hurriedly urged the horse to "tap-tat-tat" back dozens of steps, and it was more than 100 steps away from the village before stopping.

He squinted his eyes and looked at this small village, thinking that he traveled from north to south, from Liaodong to Liaoxi, from outside the pass to inside the pass, from Jiangbei to Jiangnan, and he almost fell down today.In addition to being scared, he was also extremely annoyed.He recruited several subordinates behind him, and cursed at them, those Tartars were so scolded that their heads drooped, and they didn't dare to breathe out.

Then these Tartars got his order and shouted again and again.

The Tartars came galloping towards Ba Shanzhai on horseback. These Tartars were very skilled in riding. They roared and galloped.

"嗖嗖嗖" the arrow feathers flew, and the soldiers of the chieftain's mansion defending the village screamed again and again. Several people were hit by arrows, and one screamed and fell from the wall of the village to the bottom of the village.

"Raise the shield! Raise the shield!" Tusi Muyi and Mu Zhongxian shouted again and again, shrinking their bodies under the wall of the village.

The Tartars, who shot a round of bows and arrows, galloped along the wall of the village with a group of horse heads. At the same time, they drew arrows from their quiver bags, bent their bows and mounted arrows, and continued to shoot towards the wall of the village.

"Swish, swish, swish..." round after round of arrows hit the wall of the village.

At this time, some of the chieftain soldiers on the wall who reacted took up large shields and held them above their heads, and the other began to counterattack with bows and arrows. Mu Zhongxian's guards put matchlock guns on the wall one after another. Light the match.

"Bang bang bang" With the firing of the matchlock gun, bursts of blue smoke rose from the wall of the village, and the Tartars who bent their bows and shot arrows were running around the wall outside the village. Hit by the arrow, fell off the horse.

As soon as they fell off their horses, they were trampled under the hooves of the galloping horses and disappeared among the Tartars' cavalry.

Arrows were shot at the large shield one by one, and the sound of "dong dong dong" sounded like a hailstorm. One of the soldiers couldn't bear the shooting of the arrows. The shield also fell to the side, and a mansion soldier who stood up and bent his bow and set up an arrow to shoot the arrow in his hand lost the cover of the shield, and was hit by two arrows in an instant, and fell down the wall of the village and fell outside the village.

For a time, arrows from both sides rained down, killing and wounding each other.

The Tartars, who were galloping on horseback and shooting arrows in their hands, suddenly dismounted three or four hundred people, approached the village, drew up their longbows, and focused on suppressing the wall of the village.

They shot three rounds of arrows, leaving half of the people to continue shooting arrows at the defenders on the wall, and the other half rushed to the wall with the hooks, etc. They waved the hooks in their hands, threw them on the wall, and then went to Pull back the rope on the hook rope, the claw on the head of the hook rope is firmly grasping the wall of the village, ready for a wave of strong attack on the wall of the village.

Mu Zhongxian aimed at a tartar who was about to pull the hook to climb the wall, pulled the trigger, and "bang" a puff of blue smoke came out of the flintlock gun, and the tartar fell down in response.

While handing the empty flintlock gun to the guards behind him, he drew out a Xiuchun knife and slashed at the rope on the hook, shouting: "Cut off the rope on the hook, quickly."

The soldiers in the village heard Mu Zhongxian's roar, dozens of people drew their knives and slashed at the rope hooked to the wall of the village.

(End of this chapter)