Haisheng Mingdi

Chapter 474 Nine-headed Bird

Boluo swung the knife, and beheaded a defeated soldier with the knife in his hand.

Looking at the Muling Pass City in front of him, and the high and bright flag fluttering in the wind, Boluo's iron color was ashen, after all, he was still a step late.

What annoyed him even more was the night raid method commonly used by the Manchus. Not only did it not work, but it directly killed 500 people.

This is not only a failure, but also a severe slap in the face.

A group of Eight Banners generals dared not say a word. Although some of them persuaded Boluo not to take the Muling Road before, Boluo insisted on taking this road, confident that he could pass before the Ming army and rescue Qingzhou.

But now, they lost 500 troops and were stuck in the pass.

"All those who escaped will be chopped off!"

Boluo retracted the knife and ordered coldly.

Dozens of people who escaped were dragged to the side of the road and beheaded.

No one dared to persuade the prince who was in a rage to be regent.

"Siege!"

Bolo ordered coldly.

"Your Majesty, Muling Pass is too dangerous and the terrain is narrow, making it difficult to deploy. The Ming army has already prepared for it, and this team is very elite, so it cannot be attacked by force."

It is not a skill to be able to prevent their surprise attack, but it is very capable to wipe out 500 of them.

After all, Boluo's army was hiding not far away, but even so, they still hadn't arrived in time to rescue them, and watched their entire army wiped out.

Closed now, there are hundreds of headless corpses full of soldiers, and the blood is still dry.

"We came from a long distance, and we have no preparations for attacking the fortifications, no siege equipment, let alone cannons, so we can't attack."

Another general persuaded.

Keboluo didn't listen.

Now go back home, return to Xuzhou, and then take a detour to Jinan, it is too far away, maybe when they arrive, Jinan will be captured.

Although he made a mistake in his decision-making, Boluo couldn't afford such serious consequences. He was now betting that he could take down Muling Pass with the strength of the Eight Banners.

This is the only remaining chance.

"Pile those corpses under the city wall, and step on them to the city!"

Boluo ordered with red eyes.

"Archers and musketeers shoot and cover, swords and shields are in front, no matter the cost, win this pass!"

"Whoever dares to retreat, behead!"

Boluo glanced fiercely across the generals.

The bullhorn sounded.

In the morning light, the Qing army began to attack Muling Pass.

The front of the pass was narrow, so Boluo divided nearly 1 people into several groups to attack. One of the relatively low pass cities was chosen by him as the main attack direction, but he deliberately sent troops to pretend to attack the other places first, and let the Qing army take the lead. The corpses outside the city were retrieved and transported to the lower part of the city. They were going to use the corpses of soldiers killed by the Tartars directly, and use the stones collected on the spot to build a wall of corpses.

With the sound of the horn, the Qing army attacked fiercely. They rushed to several other city walls and quickly assembled and erected the simple ladders they carried. He rushed forward and rushed under the city wall.

on the city.

Meng Xian just went to change his clothes, had breakfast and took a nap when he heard the horn, and then put on the armor that the soldiers helped to clean.

"Hey, this Boluo head is really strong. It must be given credit to me. It seems that after this battle, I can be promoted to the commander-in-chief. Brothers, the Tartars are here to give away the head. 30 taels of silver for a head, this head can be upgraded to a higher level, brothers, this opportunity is rare, don’t miss it, whether you want to upgrade, whether you want to receive the reward, it’s up to you!”

The soldiers on duty in the Zuoxie Zuobiao of Shence Town responded loudly, "Kill the prisoner, kill the prisoner!"

Arrows roared.

Meng Xian also immediately ordered the soldiers to fight back.

The Ming army was condescending, and there were enemy towers and battlements that could be blocked, giving it an advantage.

The musketeers and archers also shot fiercely at the city.

Over Guancheng, bursts of gunpowder smoke suddenly filled the air.

Both sides are coming and going, arrows are flying, and people are constantly falling down.

But no one is afraid.

The Tartars attacked several times, one after another, even though the terrain was narrow and unfavorable, and they suffered huge casualties, but Boluo personally stood in front of the battle to supervise the battle, and no one dared to retreat.

One fell, and another rushed up.

The ferocity of the Tartars is amazing.

But the Ming army has the advantage of occupying Guancheng, as well as firearms, bows and arrows for long-range strikes, of course they are not afraid.

Someone fell down from an arrow, and an auxiliary battalion immediately came up to check and bandage him. If he was slightly injured, he could not go through the line of fire, and if he was seriously injured, he would immediately bear it.

If one is missing, make up for it immediately.

"Fran cannon ready!"

"Tiger crouching gun is ready!"

Meng Xian commanded calmly, and saw that the casualties were increasing. Under a wall, the Tartars had even started to climb the city by stacking corpses, which was a high-end game.

He also immediately greeted the artillery that had not been used before.

These Franco cannons and tiger squatting cannons belong to the informal miscellaneous cannons in the imperial camp. They are not powerful, but they are cannons after all. They are very powerful when they are filled with large and small lead particles on the top of the city.

They didn't have, and couldn't bring, heavier cannons.

Just as Boluo is also facing the same problem of insufficient firepower at this time, his 1 people are also unable to carry cannons, and there are only some small cannons weighing tens of kilograms, or even guns weighing hundreds of kilograms. The time is good to travel on mountain roads, and those guns weighing one to two hundred catties or even several hundred catties were not carried, which would greatly slow down the marching speed.

But let their offense look weak now.

They didn't even have the shield chariot, another sharp weapon they used to attack the city.

The shield car is an important weapon for the firecrackers and artillery on the city. It can cover them close to the city and avoid casualties, but now they can only rely on the shield in their hands.

When the soldiers of the artillery team heard the order, they became excited and ran to the artillery positions.

"Finally it's our turn to open!"

The Shence Army belongs to the infantry. There are sixteen battalions in a town. Each battalion has four sentries and six guards. The formation of each sentry is basically the same. There are eight teams in one sentry. , Then some have two teams of bows and arrows, while others have one team with guns and one team with small cannons.

The gun-carrying team uses heavy muskets of different models. Generally, the main one is the turtledove blunderbuss, which weighs about 360 catties. To directly penetrate the cotton armor of the Qing army, because of the strong recoil, it has to be supported by a fork.

This kind of turtledove gun is actually the imitation shape of the Portuguese eagle gun. The difference is not big. The main reason is that the fork of the turtledove gun is directly on the gun body, and it can be moved and put away, which is more convenient.

There is even a way to scatter four lead bullets at once.

In addition to the turtledove blunderbuss and eagle blunderbuss, some towns in the imperial camp also equip big bird blunderbusses, which are smaller in size and cost one or two yuan.

These three guns are actually heavy matchlock guns with long barrels.

You can use large lead bullets to shoot long-range armor-piercing, or you can directly shoot four to nine shotguns. Basically, a team of two can greatly make up for the lack of firepower and range.

Under Zhu Yihai's idea of ​​emphasizing firepower, the infantry towns have reduced miscellaneous artillery, especially some guns of several hundred to several thousand kilograms, and each town is only equipped with some three-pounder field guns. The Franc machine or tiger squat, as infantry fire support.

At the lowest level, there are one or two teams of gun-carrying teams in each sentry, that is, heavy guns. Generally, each team has four heavy guns.

Some are directly equipped with two teams of heavy guns and not equipped with small artillery teams, while others are equipped with one team of heavy guns and one team of small artillery.

Then there are two teams of muskets, plus four teams of swords and spears, or one gun and one arrow plus four teams of swords and spears.

This kind of configuration can be far or near, which is quite appropriate.

Just like now.

The long-range firepower of Zuobiao, one bow and one blunderbuss was obviously insufficient, so he immediately called up one cannon and one big blunderbuss.

"Hit it with a big lead first!"

The nine-headed bird team used big bird guns with a lead of one or two yuan.

The team leader Zhao Dayou himself and Huo Yong joined Zhengyong as a team, and the other nine Zhengyongs formed a team of three and three, and the team had four nine-headed birds.

After receiving the order to attack, he immediately carried the gun from the enemy building to the battlement.

Huo Yong Zhong Xiaolou squatted down skillfully, put the front end of the gun rod on his shoulder, and tightened the belt with both hands.

Zhao Dayou fixed the butt of the gun, and aimed the loaded nine-headed gun at the Tartars charging below the city.

He quickly searched for the target, and finally found a Tazi soldier who was tall and burly, and his body armor was obviously better. This person was at least a vest, and he might even be a Ba Yala guard.

The big nine-headed bird, which can shoot up to three hundred steps (500 meters), is worse than the big turtledove, but it is still a long-range weapon, and even has higher accuracy.

Take aim, hook fire.

There was a loud bang, the gun body vibrated, Zhong Xiaolou still tightened his belt, but fortunately, he stuffed cotton in his ears in advance to reduce the noise.

He practiced often, but he was used to it a lot.

"Hit!"

Zhong Xiaolou checked the results immediately after firing the gun, and saw a vest fell to the ground in the distance, with blood on his chest, and cheered loudly for the team leader.

Zhao Dayou also confirmed the target, and when he saw the fall, he nodded in satisfaction. He quickly asked Zhong Xiaolou to reload together, drew back the gun, and then loaded the lead, which was still a big lead of one or two.

After stabbing the lead, he did not forget to draw a mark on the butt of the gun, which represented another kill.

"Remember the appearance of that guy and the position where he fell to the ground. I will reward you after the battle!"

Zhong Xiaolou smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will never remember it wrong. It is worth 30 taels of silver. My mother, we share it. You are twelve and we are nine. It is enough for my brother to marry a wife. Captain, With another vest, I can marry a wife for my third younger brother."

"Your third brother is still playing with mud on the ground, what's the hurry?"

"Then I'll buy a cow for my family."

The three of them cooperated tacitly, and they usually practiced with live ammunition. This was not the first time they killed an enemy.

Zhengyong Liu San hurriedly finished loading again, Xiaolou also quickly set up the gun again, and tightened it with a belt.

And Zhao Dayou also looked for the target again.

Stare at another vest, see it, hook the fire, and with a bang, another one falls.

"The boss is really good at shooting, every shot is accurate." Liu San admired it very much.

Although the heavy musket can shoot far, its rate of fire and accuracy are actually not as good as ordinary shotguns, and it is easier to master, but Zhao Dayou was born as a musketeer, and the accuracy of the nine-headed bird is not comparable to that of the whole battalion. Otherwise, it will not be stable in the overall position of the gun-carrying team.

The other three guns in the same team also fired one after another, but they did not have the skills of Zhao Dayou, firing three shots sometimes may not necessarily kill one.

But when the four guns fought together, they also overturned five or six elite Tartars in succession.

At this time, Wang Dahuzi of the small artillery team on the other side also commanded two Franco cannons to start firing. With a bang, a large group of lead bullets sprayed out in a fan shape, sweeping a large area.

After one shot was fired, the gunner immediately took out the sub-gun, and then handed over another sub-gun that had been loaded earlier. After simply cleaning the chamber of the mother gun, he loaded it in and continued to fire another shot.

With the advantage of rapid fire, the mother and child blunderbuss could not stop once they rang, and they fired consecutively, spraying lead bullets continuously.

There are two whistles in one battalion, and four whistles in a battalion are eight. In addition, there are two squadrons in the battalion officers and soldiers. Ten small cannons unleashed their firepower.

Plus a battalion of [-] nine-headed birds, and an association of forty nine-headed birds to help.

There was a thunderclap, and the Tartars who rushed to the city were hit hard, and they were knocked down all at once, causing countless casualties.

Even the elite Ba Yala guards, the two layers of armor on their bodies can't withstand the power of this kind of firearms. Without a shield car, ordinary shields are also useless.

Seeing the armor that fell down like a candle, none of the generals who supervised the battle in the rear changed their expressions.

"My lord, the firearms of the Ming army are sharp, and the brothers can't withstand it without shielded vehicles. The casualties are too great,"

Bolo's tongue was bleeding from biting.

Watching the Ming army ruthlessly shooting and harvesting, but the Qing army's archers and musketeers below the city had little effect on their shooting, so they could only wave their hands while covering their colic heart.

"Mingjin withdraws troops..."

(End of this chapter)