Chapter 209 Returning in vain

Amin is a person who is unwilling to fail. After daybreak, 30,000 Qing soldiers surrounded Nanhan Mountain City again. But today, Amin changed his trick again. He deployed all the heavy troops at the north gate, and the rest

Only symbolic containment forces were left at the three city gates.

At midnight in the morning, the Qing soldiers' attack began, led by thousands of infantry soldiers. Under the cover of more than 200 shield vehicles, they slowly pressed towards the north gate.

This thick-skinned shield car has always been the most hated by those defending the city, and Pang Gang is no exception.

After putting down the telescope, Pang Gang asked the captain beside him calmly: "Cheng Kai, have all the artillery been installed?"

"Sir, the artillery has been installed last night, but it may take about an hour for the artillery transferred from other city gates to reach the north gate." Cheng Kai replied calmly from the side.

"Hmph, the day lilies will be cold after an hour." Pang Gang shook his head: "Ignore him, order all the artillery to fire immediately."

"Boom, boom, boom..." Following the order, the twelve Folang machine guns deployed on the north gate immediately began to roar, and the iron pellets drew beautiful arcs one after another.

The thread flew hundreds of steps ahead.

"Bang...bang bang!"

An iron pellet weighing several kilograms, driven by black gunpowder, packed with huge kinetic energy, hit a shield cart made of a log as thick as an adult's arm. The seemingly solid shield cart made a sound.

There was a loud noise that shook the sky, and then dozens of logs flew everywhere under the impact of the iron pellets. Several Qing soldiers nearby were hit by the flying logs and fell to the ground vomiting blood, and the shield cart fell apart.

Dozens of Qing soldiers who had been hiding behind were immediately revealed.

"Fight well! Keep firing!" Seeing the results of the first round of shelling, Pang Gang was very pleased, but he also felt a little helpless with the artillery of this era.

The artillery shells of this era were either solid bullets or shotgun shells. Although there were also split shells, the cost was high and the technology was relatively crude. It was still too early to apply them on a large scale.

Under the desperate advance of the Qing soldiers, densely packed Qing soldiers rushed over with their shields raised against the threat of artillery. There were also many auxiliary soldiers carrying ladders and following the shield carts to charge together with the horse-armored infantry.

Looking at the endless Qing soldiers in front of them, Li Zhu and his wife who were watching the battle on the tower were so frightened that their faces turned pale.

Li Zhu held Concubine Xian's hand tightly and asked in horror: "Ai... Concubine, why are there so many Qing soldiers? Can General Pang... be able to hold on?"

Although Concubine Xian was also frightened and turned pale, she was at least a little stronger than Li Shu. She comforted: "Your Highness, don't worry, General Pang is Xuezhu's husband. He will definitely have a way to defend the city."

Watching the dense Qing soldiers rushing up, Pang Gang silently calculated the distance between the two sides. He waited until the Qing soldiers advanced to about two hundred steps away from the city before loudly ordering: "Riflemen, prepare, target, Qing troops carrying ladders,

Free fire!”

"Bang bang bang..."

As the order was issued, gunshots on the city wall began to ring out. As soon as the gunshots rang out, the Tatars carrying the ladder were in bad luck. Under the aim of more than 1,500 riflemen, they carried the ladder.

The auxiliary soldiers were shot and fell to the ground one after another, and howls sounded on the battlefield.

"Hit me, hit me hard! Never let those Tatars who are resisting the ladder get close to the city wall!" In a corner of the northern city wall, Li Yuan waved a Mini rifle while ordering the riflemen to continue shooting.

In front of them lay the bodies of hundreds of Qing army auxiliary soldiers.

"Brothers, work harder. As long as the Tatars are defeated, the reward for everyone will definitely be huge!" Li Yuan encouraged the sergeants while constantly encouraging everyone.

Just as the Qing army braved the danger of artillery fire to attack the city wall, Amin, who was standing behind and watching the battle, also had a serious look on his face. Although he had seen the power of Mini rifles yesterday, today the Ming army relied on the solid city wall to hide behind the crenellations and remained calm.

When shooting, the power they could exert increased exponentially. In the continuous crisp sound of gunfire, the warriors who were attacking the city fell to the ground one after another.

Upon seeing this, Shuotuo on the side quickly reported: "Er Beile, the Ming army's firearms are too sharp and our shields cannot withstand it at all. Our warriors have suffered too many casualties, so we should order them to withdraw first."

Amin gritted his teeth, shook his head and said: "No, the attack cannot be stopped. If we withdraw now, the blood of the warriors will be in vain. We must try to attack again no matter what. Order the archers to follow, and they must be before the warriors

Cover them as they climb the wall."

"Scum!" Shuotuo saw that Amin had made up his mind and stopped trying to dissuade him.

It cost the Qing army nearly two thousand men to rush to the city wall. However, when they started to set up ladders, they discovered that only a few dozen of the hundreds of ladders could be transported to the bottom of the city wall. The rest of the ladders followed those auxiliary ladders.

The soldiers' deaths were left behind.

"Damn it!" Niu Lu, who was leading the team, cursed secretly and then shouted loudly: "Warriors of the Qing Dynasty, follow me to the city wall to kill the enemy."

After saying this, Niu Lu put the long knife in his waist and started to climb up first with the shield in his hand. He had just climbed two steps, but he found several fist-sized, black

The thing fell from the head, and when it fell to the ground, it not only emitted white smoke but also made a "chichi" sound.

"Hey! What is this?"

"Boom boom boom..."

Before Niu Lu could figure out what was going on, these black things suddenly exploded. Countless flying iron pieces and the shock wave from the explosion knocked Niu Lu and a dozen or so Qing soldiers around him over.

On the ground.

Sudden explosions came one after another, killing hundreds of people who were about to climb the city wall.

"What on earth is going on? What kind of weapons do those treacherous Ming Gou use?" A Min, who was stunned watching from behind, couldn't help but get angry.

In fact, this kind of black explosive is the hand grenade that everyone in later generations will be familiar with. However, the grenade used by the Ming army at this time was the most primitive one, which was made into a cylinder shape with two to three millimeters of iron sheet, and then

Plug in the fuse, light it with an open flame and then throw it out as a grenade to explode. To put it bluntly, it is a big firecracker. The only difference from ordinary firecrackers is that the firecrackers made in Qingzhou are not wrapped with colored paper but replaced with iron sheets.

Because the sound it made was so loud, it was also called Zhentian Lei by the sergeants.

This kind of primitive hand grenade is simple to work and convenient for mass production. Some time ago, Pang Gang had ordered the military workshop of Lingshan Guard to produce tens of thousands of them. Now they have been brought to North Korea by Pang Gang. And some scheming Pang Gang

Gang also specially ordered the blacksmith to draw cross lines on the projectile body when casting these shells, which is more conducive to the even dispersion of shrapnel after the explosion.

With the sound of dull explosions, the Qing soldiers who were ascending the city were blinded by the bombing. Countless Qing soldiers were stunned by the bombing. Although the Qing soldiers were covered with heavy armor, the flying shrapnel was still merciless.

It penetrated their armor and resolutely penetrated their fragile flesh. Some unlucky soldiers had their legs broken and had to lie on the ground and howl loudly.

Da Zhuang lit a thunderous fuse next to the torch next to him, and then threw it out. He only heard a loud "boom", and several Qing soldiers who rushed forward holding shields rushed forward after the explosion.

It was blown to the side.

"Hahaha... so happy!" Seeing the bombed Qing soldiers lying on the ground with mutilated flesh and blood, wailing continuously, Da Zhuang felt an indescribable joy in his heart. He still had to wake up and took out the box from under his feet.

He fired two sky-shaking thunderbolts, lit them up on a torch, and then went down.

Seeing this, a member of the household beside Da Zhuang grabbed Da Zhuang and advised him: "Sir, you can't throw it away anymore. We didn't bring much Thunder Thunder to begin with. If we keep going like this, Thunder Thunder will be used soon."

Finished!"

"Uh, look at my pig brain!" Da Zhuang patted his head and quickly shouted to the sergeant: "Okay, don't do it anymore. This thing is reserved for life-saving use. Save it and give it to me."

Shoot with a gun."

Due to the tenacious resistance of the riflemen, very few Qing soldiers could climb up the city wall. Even those who could barely climb the city wall would be hacked to death by the spearmen and sword and shield soldiers who had an absolute advantage in numbers. And those Qing soldiers could barely climb the city wall.

The Korean soldiers hated the Qing soldiers so much that they stripped the corpses of the Qing soldiers who were killed and threw them down from the city wall. Seeing that their companions who had climbed up the city wall were beaten to death and still suffered such insults, the Qing soldiers who attacked the city were shocked.

The soldiers were so angry that they lost their minds and crowded into a pile and climbed up crazily under the city wall. However, their actions were clearly seen by the condescending Ming army. Whenever they saw the Qing soldiers huddled in a pile,

At this time, the higher-ups will bear down one or several thunderbolts in a timely manner and blow them up into bloody pieces.

Seeing that the attack was blocked, Amin frowned. It was the same city wall. After changing the handles of different defenders, the difficulty of the attack increased exponentially. The warriors of the Qing Dynasty had not yet begun to climb the city wall.

Well, there were thousands of casualties. This astonishing number of casualties even Amin, who has always been cruel, felt a little overwhelmed.

Shuotuo couldn't stand it any longer. He stepped forward again and admonished: "Er Beile, we can't continue fighting like this. Even if we can capture Nanhan Mountain City, our blood will be drained if we continue like this. Can we capture it?"

This city is not important, these warriors are the foundation of our Qing Dynasty!"

"Hey..." Amin sighed and closed his eyes in pain. His original intention of launching this battle today was just to consume the ammunition of the Ming army, but he did not expect that it would end up consuming the lives of the Qing warriors.

If this continues, he may not know whether the ammunition of the Ming army has been exhausted, but the army under the city will definitely be lost.

"Retreat!" Amin waved his hand feebly. He knew that he would be sad in the coming days...

Thanks to Lang and his classmates for the reward!

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