I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

Chapter 375 Attacking front and back, destroying the city in one day!
"Woooooooo..."

The dense artillery shells and howling rockets flew over the head non-stop. No soldier was afraid of such a terrifying sound, but his blood was boiling.

Of course, the Timur army on the opposite side is not sure.

Small boats and bamboo rafts moved forward quickly, and the machine gunners at the bow fired wildly at the areas not covered by the artillery.

Some people may ask, why only two points were bombed, and not a few more points for the Communist Army to attack.

Those who ask this question absolutely do not understand war.

With the spread of film and television, the power of cannonballs has been infinitely magnified, making ordinary people mistakenly think that no building can withstand the attack of artillery.

In fact, this is a wrong perception.

Whether it is ancient or modern architectural structure is very perfect.

If the current reinforced concrete is blasted without finding a support point, ordinary artillery will not destroy it at all.

The ancient city wall buildings do not seem to be very strong, but their hardness even exceeds that of cement and steel bars when mixed with various types of composite soil and bluestone and blue bricks.

During the Anti-Japanese War, the city wall of the Jinling period was still strong in the face of various artillery and aircraft bombings by the Japanese army, providing a solid defense line for our army.

More importantly, the power of gunpowder that the Ming army now possesses is not up to the current level of gunpowder power. Facing such a strong city wall, the attack power is a little bit stretched.

For example, in the Air Force, although many of the more than 100 hundred-jin bombs failed, at least 30 hit the target.

As a result, there were very few victories. Apart from gnawing a few holes in the wall, they did not shake the opponent at all.

Later, it was still an airship force, carrying 800-jin super bombs for continuous bombing, only to see that two gaps were blown out.

This shows how strong the defense of the ancient city wall is.

Artillery and rockets shoot at these two areas, killing the enemy is secondary, and its main purpose is to expand the gap a little more, so as to provide convenience for the army to attack.

If the artillery is scattered and fired, although it can successfully suppress the enemy, it is easy to be blocked by the enemy in the gap.

Once the gap is blocked, it will be a frenzied battle to fill people's lives inside.

"Fire and kill them!"

The artillery and heavy machine guns of the Ming army were firing wildly, and the Timurid Empire was not to be outdone. Shooting shots were exposed one by one on the wide city wall, and artillery was exposed one by one, and wisps of fire flashed frantically.

Iron ball shells whizzed out one after another, hitting the water surface and splashing water jets one by one.

If it fell on the bamboo raft of the Ming army's small boat, one or even a few lives would be taken away in an instant.

"Hurry up……"

Standing on a boat, Zhu Gaosui, holding a submachine gun, watched the iron ball shells roaring towards him, and loudly urged the guards to row the boat quickly.

He was not sent to the front line by the old man, but he himself wanted to come.

In his words, I grew up on the battlefield since I was a child. I have been idle at home for the past few years, and my hands have faded away. Today I must go to the battlefield to have a good kill. The bed is dead strong.

The old man agreed with this very much. If Zhu Zhangui hadn't stared at him, the old man would have wanted to take a gun and lead the team to charge himself.

"Father, the third child has gone up!"

Being waited on by someone, Zhu Gaoxu, who was observing the battlefield with a telescope, saw the third younger brother's boats docking for the first time, and exclaimed excitedly.

He couldn't go to the battlefield anymore, so he could only hope that the third child would kill a few more enemies for him, so as to relieve his boredom.

"Haha, I saw it!" The old man, who was also staring at his third son, couldn't help admiring Zhu Gaosui's neat sinking movement: "I thought the third son had been idle at home for a few years, and his skills should be wasted." I didn’t expect it to be the same as before.”

"Hehe, although the third child loves to play, I heard that I still get up early every morning to exercise. Alas, it's not like I can't move in the past few years. I guess even if I get better now, I can't hold a knife anymore."

The old man glanced at the sad second son, patted his shoulder with a smile, glanced at Zhu Zhangui who was watching the whole battlefield with a telescope, and said loudly deliberately: "It's okay, there is your eldest nephew, now this The world is about to be peaceful, and even if you get cured in the future, you don’t need to use a knife anymore.”

Zhu Zhangui turned his head and bared his teeth at his second uncle, then turned his head and looked at the battlefield again.

"Notify the artillery to extend the firepower. The Shenlong Rocket Artillery Corps will immediately load the rockets. After the loading is completed, separate the No. 2 and No. 4 positions to cut off the enemy's support troops."

While observing the battlefield, Zhang Fu quickly issued orders, made simple adjustments from time to time, and ordered the landing troops to arrive at various positions.

"Hurry up, hurry up...the heavy machine gun is here, and the tiger crouching gun is here, hurry up."

Zhu Gaosui, who was the first to rush off the ship, rushed towards the top of the gap a hundred meters away, pushing all kinds of objects, even corpses, and shot at the soldiers of the Timurid Empire trying to block the gap, while shouting to direct the heavy firepower that rushed off the ship Hands, quickly suppress the enemy's firepower.

"Pfft..."

A heavy machine gunner just jumped down with a machine gun, and a barrage of bullets hit him. The heavy machine gunner didn't even make a sound, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Damn!"

With a low curse, Zhu Gaosui threw the empty submachine gun in his hand to the guards protecting him, rushed to the heavy machine gunner's body, grabbed the heavy machine gun, and roared loudly.

"Associate shooter, hurry up!"

Carrying the ammunition box, the deputy shooter jumped out of the boat, ignoring the death of his sad partner, and rushed forward to load the machine gun with bullets.

"Hold it up for me!"

Calling two soldiers to carry machine gun tripods, Zhu Gaosui pulled the safety button, aimed at the soldiers of the Timurid Empire shooting on the city wall, and frantically pulled the trigger.

"Da da da…"

The bullet casings flew down crazily, and the dense bullets hit the opposite wall, causing dust to fly, and blood mist burst out from time to time.

"All, all, all..."

Under the cover of heavy machine guns and other soldiers firing desperately, the tiger squatting gunners finally assembled the artillery and began to crazily vent the shells on the opposite wall.

The tiger squatting gun fired with a curve is more powerful than the artillery when attacking such a narrow wall.

A round of shells fell accurately on the wall, and the shrapnel flew around, reaping the lives of people.

"Follow me!"

After firing a bullet and handing over the heavy machine gun to another shooter, Zhu Gaosui took back the submachine gun loaded with bullets, roared loudly, and rushed frantically towards the gap with the stormtrooper prepared for him by the old man.

Zhu Gaosui's assault team is not an ordinary army, it is the old man's personal guard, and every soldier is the best of the best.

Moreover, the weapons they were equipped with were also the most advanced of Ming Dynasty.

Unified submachine guns, unified standard pistols, and newly developed egg-shaped grenades are everywhere on the body.

The riverside is only a hundred meters away from the Baisha defensive wall. Although at this distance of a hundred meters, the Timurid Empire established various defenses in order to block the attack of the Ming army.

It's a pity that these defensive devices were useless. In the first round of artillery, almost all of them were destroyed. Not to mention the infantry blocking the charge, it is estimated that the cavalry could charge forward.

"Grenade!"

When there were still 10 meters away from the gap, Zhu Gaosui rushed to the front, and at a glance he saw the soldiers of the Timurid Empire waiting quietly with shields, bows and muskets on the opposite side.

Zhu Gaosui, who is experienced in combat, gave the order to throw the grenade quickly without any hesitation.

Around him, half of the members of the stormtroopers continued to fire, suppressing the firepower on the other side, while the other half quickly took off the grenade on their bodies, pulled the ring and threw it towards the other side.

"Boom boom boom..."

Dozens of explosions sounded, and screams came from the opposite side.

"rush!"

Zhu Gaosui, who had bloodshot eyes, waved his big hand, stepped on large and small stones, and rushed up the gap.

"Be careful, Your Highness!"

Suddenly, a stormtrooper threw Zhu Gaosui to the ground. Before Zhu Gaosui could react, he heard a dense explosion.

"Cough cough..."

After rolling a few times on the ground, Zhu Gaosui got up and coughed heavily.

"Brother, it's okay!"

At this time, the entire battlefield was covered by gunpowder smoke and dust. Let alone observing the situation on the battlefield, the situation on the opposite side could not be clearly seen from 10 meters away.

Zhu Gaosui, whose eyes were blinded by the smoke, wiped the corners of his eyes vigorously, while asking the soldier who rescued him just now.

"Your Highness, he is dead!"

A reply sounded behind him, Zhu Gaosui squeezed his eyes, tried his best to open his eyes and looked back, and saw the soldier protecting him, whose chest was pierced by a wooden thorn as thick as an arm, staring at him, unwilling looking at the sky.

Zhu Gaosui was silent for a while, reached out and pulled the tag off the other party's neck, stuffed it into his pocket, took the submachine gun handed over by the guard next to him, and loaded it with a "click".

"Ghost grandma Gouyue, I don't believe that I can't take down this broken wall, so let me charge!"

With a roar, the second charge was launched again.

At the same time, the stormtroopers also learned to behave well this time. As long as they saw any targets holding boxes, barrels or even cloth bags on the gap, they would focus their fire and shoot directly.

Just now, a few guys dropped the gunpowder barrel directly from above, which caused the stormtroopers to retreat.

In the observation post on the other side of the river, the old man held the binoculars tightly with both hands, and kept patrolling the entire battlefield.

Although the opposite side was already covered by gunpowder smoke and dust, and he couldn't see anything through the binoculars, he still didn't stop observing.

Behind him, Zhang Fu, Zhu Zhangui, and a group of veterans and staff officers kept inserting flags on the sand table.

And beside a row of radio stations, a communications soldier kept reporting the situation on the battlefield.

"The Sixth Battalion of the Vanguard Corps reported that the attack was blocked, and the enemy's resistance was very strong. We requested artillery support."

"The fourth brigade of the Pioneer Regiment reported that the enemy's resistance was very strong in the gap on the left of No. 3. Now the enemy has jumped down with explosives on their backs. They suffered heavy casualties and requested to evacuate the battlefield to rest."

Looking down at the sand table, Zhang Fu, who was listening to various reports, did not stop for a moment, and kept giving or replying to various orders.

"Tell Sixth Battalion to fire flares into enemy territory to direct the artillery to targets."

"Order the Seventh Brigade to replace the Fourth Brigade, tell Zhang Hao to send the injured brothers down, and he will continue to assist the Seventh Brigade with the troops."

"Report to the Jianghuai Corps!"

A relatively leisurely radio soldier suddenly stood up and said the news that lifted the spirits of everyone present.

Zhang Fu stepped forward quickly, took the microphone, and quickly asked, "Jianghuai, where are you now?"

"Master, I am now less than 20 miles away from the Baisha defense line, and it is estimated that I will reach the battlefield in an hour."

"Okay, great!"

"When you arrive at the place, immediately lead your troops to launch a harassment attack to the enemy's rear and assist the main army in front to fight."

"Yes." Jiang Huai responded first, and then asked with concern:
"Master, are you fighting hard?"

Zhang Fu smiled, "It's still under control, well, don't ask any more questions, and rush to the battlefield as soon as possible."

After speaking, he threw the microphone to the communication, and he quickly returned to Sha, picked up a flag and planted it behind the Baisha defense line.

"Jianghuai Corps will arrive in an hour, and we have decided on this Baisha line of defense today."

Zhang Fu's words made the tense atmosphere in the observation post suddenly much easier.

Seeing that the battle was under control, Zhu Zhangui came to the old man, looked at the smoke and dust in the distance, and the battlefield full of gunshots, and said slowly: "Grandpa, Jianghuai has arrived. We can overcome this natural danger today." Take it down."

The old man nodded and sighed softly: "Now the war is easy to fight. If it were left in the past, this kind of natural danger type defense line, without hundreds of thousands of troops, will definitely not be able to take it down after fighting for several years or even ten years. "

Zhu Zhangui calmly smiled and said: "Technology has not only changed people's lives, but also changed the situation of war."

"In the future, this kind of natural danger defense will not be a pressure anymore. The most difficult thing is the street fighting in the city. That kind of intricate environment is the real meat grinder. No matter how advanced the weapons are, there will be enemies around them. In complex situations, it may not be possible to take advantage of it.”

The old man nodded in agreement, held up his binoculars and continued to look at the battlefield, and said softly: "That's why we want to end the war in our generation, so that future generations will not face the suffering of war."

Zhu Zhangui was silent when he heard the words. The old man had a good idea, but who knows what will happen in the future.

I hope that as the old man thought, there will be no wars after the Ming Dynasty unifies the world.

is it possible?

"Da da da…"

A short burst of fire knocked down a few Timurid soldiers who were running slowly. Zhu Gaosui, whose face was blackened by gunpowder smoke, looked at the Timur soldiers who were holding guns in the distance and did not dare to step forward and laughed.

After a desperate fight, the stormtrooper led by Zhu Gaosui finally rushed to the city wall of Baishaguan from the gap at the cost of more than a dozen casualties.

In such a narrow area, the power of the submachine gun was fully utilized.

The Timur Empire counterattacked several times, but was repulsed by dozens of submachine guns.

Now in front of Zhu Gaosui and others, there are corpses more than one meter high, all of which were left by Timur soldiers.

And at the gap under the city wall, four heavy machine guns lined up, shooting crazily at the inside of the city wall. In front of them, no less than tens of thousands of corpses had already fallen.

Such a heavy casualty, even a unit with a firm will can't bear it.

Now the soldiers of the Timurid Empire dare not go up no matter how the officers yell and curse.

Zhu Gaosui led the people forward a little bit, and the other side would be frightened and retreated in embarrassment, without any fighting spirit at all.

That is to say, there is a supervising team watching from behind, otherwise the gang of Timur soldiers might have run away long ago.

Da Ming is really terrifying, this is not a communication between people at all, for them, the feeling of fighting with Da Ming is like challenging the gods, so that they can hardly see any hope of victory.

"Report to the headquarters that we have occupied part of the city wall, and the morale of the enemy has dropped to freezing point, please ask for reinforcements!"

Zhu Gaosui didn't rush over with a single brain, not because he was afraid of death, but because he ran out of ammunition.

Now he only has a dozen bullets left in his hand. If the other side rushes over again, he has no other choice but to choose close combat.

Fortunately, they were intimidated by them, otherwise they would definitely take this opportunity to snatch the city wall back and drive Zhu Gaosui and others down.

"Are you really going to lose?"

When the Ming army was fighting for the city wall with the army of the Timur Empire, Shah Ruh, who was commanding the army in the rear, heard all the bad reports, and his expression was full of bewilderment.

Originally, he thought that with the natural protection of the white sand and the powerful equipment of the army, it would be no problem to block Daming for a year or so.

Unexpectedly, in just one day, the defense of the outer city wall was breached by Daming.

At this time, the Ming army may be tired and resting. If the Ming army did not rest, the outer line of defense may have been occupied by Ming.

"Damn it, Aumurad, I believed in your ghosts. If I had known this, I should have taken refuge with Daming instead of going crazy with you."

The bad news made Shaharu feel extremely irritable. When he received the report that the Ming army, which had been repaired, launched an attack again, he angrily pushed everything in front of him to the ground and cursed.

At this moment, he forgot who was looking for Osman and who proposed the alliance idea.

"Your Majesty, something is wrong. The Ming army appeared behind our army, and the number was no less than 5."

An officer rushed in and reported a piece of news to everyone present, which was the last thing they wanted to hear.

"It's over!"

When he heard that the Ming army had also appeared behind his home, Shah Ruh immediately thought of the occupied plateau.

He didn't expect the Ming army to be so ruthless that they turned over from the plateau without fear of hardships and dangers. You must know that before the war, he had never considered that the Ming army would turn over from the plateau.

Because in his mind, human beings will never be able to conquer the mountain that soars into the clouds.

But now the Ming army has done it, and he is also in danger of being attacked back and forth.

(End of this chapter)