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  Chapter 427 425【Broken City】

  Continuously bombarded the city wall for eleven days, and the rest of the staff were not idle.

  A large number of civilians have filled several sections of the moat, but anyone who can do carpentry is sent to make siege equipment.

  There are more than 500 aerial ladders, the kind with wooden planks for arrows, anti-push grapples, and winches for lifting. There are also more than a thousand simple ladders, which are basically useless because the city walls of Shangqiu are too high.

   There is also a chariot to cover the advance of the infantry. Although it is made temporarily and is not as sophisticated as the chariot of the Qing Dynasty, it is enough to block arrows.

  Also, there are many long planks left, which can be put on the gap wall. For the incomplete city wall more than two meters high, dozens of hundreds of planks can be built to create slopes for attack.

  The woods near Shangqiu have been cut down by Zhao Han!

   Surrounded by three and missing one, tens of thousands of troops attacked the city together, without using cannon fodder to test, the city wall must be taken down today.

   The chariots are in front, and each chariot can cover dozens of infantry.

  Excellent ladders can also cover infantry.

  When the siege troops were advancing, 53 artillery pieces were aimed at the walls on both sides of the gap, because the enemy troops were burning oil on the walls under the artillery fire.

   Tong Yangjia dispatched soldiers to climb up the city wall several times, but they were smashed into chaos by artillery. These city defenders were so frightened that they all lay behind the parapet. If any artillery hit the parapet, a group of unlucky ones would be born.

  The female wall is thin and can only protect against arrows, but not artillery.

   Tong Yangjia said to Sun Dingliao: "Sun Dutong, you must guard the gap!"

   "Definitely stick to it." Sun Dingliao replied.

  Sun Dingliao has been in the Qing Dynasty for more than ten years, and his official position is the deputy capital of the Han Army with the red flag. The family business is all in the Qing Dynasty, he can't surrender, even if he surrenders, there will be no good fruit.

  More than 20 chariots came to the gap, and Sun Dingliao's Wuzhen Chaoha heavy infantry guarded the incomplete city wall that was only two meters high.

   On the intact city walls on both sides, there are more than 2,000 gunfire soldiers patched together from various ministries, including three-eyed guns, matchlock guns, and flintlock guns.

  Da Ming also had flintlock guns, but their performance was very poor, and the misfire rate was over 30% to 40%. Some shoddy ones have a misfire rate of more than 50%, and their combat effects are far inferior to matchlock guns.

  When the friendly troops approached the city wall dozens of steps, all the artillery stopped firing because of fear of accidental injury. The enemy's firecrackers took advantage of this time to go up the wall, trying to shoot down the Datong infantry from a high position.

   "Bang bang bang!"

   The chariot was still a few meters away from the gap, and the few infantry hiding behind were exposed to the guns of the enemy's musketeers on the city.

   "Bang bang bang bang!"

  Some of the enemy firearms soldiers refused to obey orders and fired ahead of time nervously.

   One person shoots, causing the next person to follow and shoot. Shooting indiscriminately, Datong's infantry only fell more than a dozen people.

  If they had obeyed the order, brought the chariot closer and fired, the soldiers would have been exposed more, and it was likely to cause two or three hundred casualties.

   "Bastard, who the **** fired the gun first?"

  Meng Qiaofang's nephew, Meng Xiongbi, cursed and then ordered: "Quickly reload!"

  Datong firecrackers, the interval between firing, reloading, and firing has been shortened to about 50 seconds. As for these miscellaneous firecrackers, loading ammunition on the spot is no longer a matter of how long it takes, but whether they can accurately load the ammunition.

  Many firecrackers were in a hurry, either forgot to add gunpowder, or stuffed gunpowder hard.

   Meng Xiongbi was very anxious, and asked the soldiers who were boiling the golden juice and hot oil: "Is it hot?"

   "Not yet, soon, soon!"

  The golden juice and hot oil here are cooked in a pot after the artillery stops firing.

   Tong Yangjia ordered the soldiers to burn oil under the cannon fire. Under the threat of the military law team, a group of unlucky people went up to light the firewood. Only one pot was overturned by the shell, and the rest ran away, and then they were forced to go up the city wall by the law enforcement team.

  Although the city wall is very wide, the accuracy of the artillery is not enough, it is difficult to hit the people burning oil.

   But fifty-three artillery pieces fired in bursts, not to mention ordinary soldiers, even the Eight Banners soldiers could not withstand it, the psychological pressure was too great.

  Meng Xiongbi walked over to see that the oil in the pot hadn't smoked yet.

  It takes time to boil a pot of oil.

  Meng Xiongbi's uncle (and adoptive father) is Meng Qiaofang, who followed Zhu Dijing in his ancestors to make great achievements, and has since become a hereditary general in Yongpingwei.

  Meng Qiaofang's father was even the governor of Ming Ningxia.

   But this guy, who was surrendered to the Qing Dynasty eleven years ago, is no different from Sun Dingliao.

  Meng Xiongbi left the oil pot, lay down on the parapet and shouted: "Get ready to throw rolling stones and falling logs!"

  But the city walls on both sides of the gap were also pushed by ladders.

  Soldiers are standing behind the baffle, using the winch to release the ladder, as long as the grapple is hooked to the parapet, they can climb the ladder to attack the city.

  Sun Dingliao's Wuzhenchao Ha camp crouched on the incomplete city wall, not only to avoid the possible firearms from the enemy, but also to push away the wooden planks set up by the Datong army at the first time.

  However, the Datong firecrackers did not appear, and the melee soldiers did not build a **** with wooden planks.

  Hundreds of grenadiers hid on the steps behind the baffle, which belonged to the firing position of the Qing Dynasty chariot. The chariots of the Datong Army had no shooting holes, and only quietly hid grenadiers, throwing tens of thousands of enemies towards the incomplete city wall.

   "Boom boom boom!"

   There was an explosion, and Wu Zhenchao Haying, who was unsuspecting, was blown to pieces by the bomb.

   While the gunpowder smoke had not cleared, the Datong melee soldiers carried wooden boards several meters long and put them on the incomplete city wall one by one.

  Three hundred plate armored warriors, holding a shield in their left hand and a sword in their right hand, rushed forward along the **** made of wooden boards.

  Zhu Youdong rushed to the front, as soon as he heard the name, he was the clan of the Ming Dynasty. His ancestor was the seventh son of Emperor Renzong Zhu Gaochi. But his grandfather was just a little Lieutenant Feng Guo.

   Lieutenant Fengguo's annual salary is 200 Shimi, 40% of which is grain, and 60% is converted into silver.

  If money and food can be provided, life is still passable, at least there is no need to worry about starvation. However, the salary of the clan was collected by local civil officials in the fields, and then handed over to the local vassals for distribution. After layers of deduction, most of the heads were snatched away by the vassal king, and the little Lieutenant Feng Guo still had to go hungry.

  Zhu Youdong has grown strong since he was a child, as if he was reincarnated from a rice bucket, and he often made his family run out of food.

   Later, he ran out of food because the peasants rebelled and killed his father and two elder brothers. He fled with his mother, younger brother and younger sister. Finally, the officers and soldiers suppressed the rebels, and they returned to the original house, only to encounter rebels every two years.

  Zhu Youdong simply voted for the Datong Army.

  Now, he is the captain of the personal guard of Emperor Zhao Han of Datong!

  Zhu Youdong is a full 1.85 meters tall, and a lot of materials have been scrapped for his plate armor. Stepping on the wooden plank and rushing up to the incomplete city wall, where the gunpowder smoke had not yet cleared, he knocked down one person with his shield, and then chopped down another person with his sword.

   Didn't hack to death, the opponent was wearing cotton armor.

   "Dang Dang Dang!"

  Three enemies surrounded Zhu Youdong and hacked, and the blade hit sparks on the surface of the plate armor.

  Zhu Youdong's arm was so strong that he lifted the shield and overturned a person, and then swung out with the sword in his right hand again, this time hitting the opponent's neck.

  Zhu Youdong didn't want to kill many enemies, he charged forward with his shield, and beating people was incidental. His task is to disrupt the enemy's formation, let more friendly troops rush up, and completely occupy this gap in the city wall.

  Blown to pieces by tens of thousands of enemies, and then charged by three hundred armored warriors, Sun Dingliao's Wuzhen Chaoha heavy infantry lost their organization in the blink of an eye. The timid and fearful of death turned around and fled, and the brave and brave resisted stubbornly, and they could no longer control this section of the city wall.

  The Datong Army rattan players and spearmen behind rushed up one after another, forming an array to assist the plate armor warriors in their charge.

  The Grenadier also rushed up, still holding Ten Thousand Enemies in his hands, Huo Zhezi biting his teeth, ready to ignite the fuse at any time.

   "Pour hot oil!"

  Seeing that the friendly army lost control of the gap in the city wall, Meng Xiongbi ordered to pour down the hot oil that had not yet boiled.

"what!"

  Two plate armored warriors, more than a dozen rattan players and spearmen were drenched in hot oil, and an unlucky Wu Zhenchao Ha Bing was also hit.

   "Set fire!"

  Under Meng Xiongbi's order, the Qing army threw down a lot of dry grass soaked in oil, took out firewood from the bottom of the pot, and threw it down indiscriminately.

   The grenadiers quickly retreated and ran away, fearing that they would be ignited.

   Fortunately, Meng Xiongbi's section of the city wall was also being attacked, and there were gunfire soldiers reloading bombs. Otherwise, this place will be burned into a sea of ​​flames.

  Even so, there were still several Datong soldiers whose clothes were ignited, and the firewood and hot oil on the ground also ignited.

  It's not gasoline, it doesn't burn fast, and there is still a chance to wipe out the life on your body.

   "Bang bang bang bang!"

   There were gunfire soldiers from the Qing army one after another. After reloading their ammunition, they fired condescendingly towards the gap. More than 50 Datong soldiers who were rushing to kill fell down.

   "Boom!"

"what!"

   I don’t know whether it was filled with too much gunpowder or the quality of the firecrackers was worrying. Two consecutive Qing army firecrackers exploded.

  On the ladder, thirty or forty Datong soldiers fell down one after another, all of them were smashed down by stones and rolling logs. Xiong Wancheng, wearing two pairs of cotton armor and holding a rattan badge in his hand, quickly climbed up the ten-meter-long ladder.

  Climbing up to the female wall, several long spears stabbed at him. Xiong Wan took advantage of his short body to dodge, and simply threw away the rattan badge. When he was climbing again, several spears stabbed at him again. He reached out and grabbed one, and pulled it down forcefully. The opponent leaned forward to stab, and was caught off guard by Xiong Wancheng who pulled him out of the parapet.

  The two collided into a ball, rolled down the ladder, and knocked down several Datong soldiers one after another.

  Falling down more than ten meters high, Xiong Wancheng survived and stood up on the spot. On the contrary, the Qing army dragged down by him, and the friendly army who was smashed in the rear, were already dying.

"kill!"

  Xiong Wancheng shook his head, climbed the ladder again and rushed up.

  Zhu Youdong had already rushed through the gap, and three hundred plate armored soldiers crashed into the enemy formation in the city together. Even the two plate armor warriors who were scalded by the hot oil were still charging with their burns because the hot oil was far from boiling and they were protected by plate armor and protective clothing.

  The enemy here is not Wuzhenchao Haying, but relatively elite infantry.

   Facing 300 iron men rushing into battle, I started to get scared before even fighting. There was a crisp sound of jingling, and it was impossible to break through the plate armor defense.

  They have no experience in dealing with plate armor. Even if a plate armor warrior falls down, they don't know how to lift the visor and poke their eyes.

  In their view, this is a group of invincible steel monsters.

   "Run away!"

   There are more than 2,000 densely packed enemy troops, they are really elite, otherwise they would not be sent to plug the gap. But when three hundred plate armor warriors rushed into the formation and killed them, the two thousand people quickly collapsed mentally.

   More and more Datong melee soldiers followed the plate armor warriors to rush in through the gap. They rushed up the city wall through the ramp in the city, formed a formation to kill the defending troops, and let the enemy defending the city suffer from the enemy.

  Xiong Wancheng, who was climbing the ladder, suddenly felt a sudden drop in pressure. He struggled to get injured and climbed over the female wall, raised his knife to charge and chop, and soon a few friendly soldiers climbed up behind him.

  The Qing army in this section of the city wall was also defeated!

   "Quick, get on top... don't run away!"

   Tong Yangjia yelled and shouted, and he ran away himself.

   (Tomorrow three more.)

  (end of this chapter)