Jianlu kept slipping to the ground, weapons and shields fell, making various noises.
Only then did Officer Jianlu see clearly that the seemingly soft snow under his feet was very thin, but underneath was a layer of slippery ice.
The Jianlu in front were stumbling and slipping, while the Jianlu in the back were still rushing upwards, and the number of people was getting denser and denser.
"Project!" Shang Kexi gave the order.
Stones of all sizes flew through the air, a dense mass of blackness, with mines emitting green smoke in the middle, and they hit the Jianlu on the hillside.
The big one weighed ten to eight kilograms, and the smallest one weighed two kilograms. With the kinetic energy of being thrown, plus the potential energy from high to low, it smashed into the Jianlu team attacking the mountain.
There were screams and exclamations, and even the Jianlu archers who were approaching to cover and suppress were all within the range of the trebuchet. Under this sudden and violent blow, the Jianlu fell into chaos and suffered casualties.
rise.
This was not over yet. While Jianlu was in a hurry and his shields were not well protected, the muskets on the flanks roared with volleys, and the bows and arrows on the other side suddenly became dense and fierce.
Guarding up, guarding against the left, guarding against the right, the jianlu who were in a hurry were hit by three-dimensional blows. Blood and flesh spattered, and the attacking team fell down one by one like scabies on their heads.
"Shoot!" Fujino Hide shouted loudly, a bit sharply, but no one paid attention on the battlefield.
She was very angry that Guo Dajing acted alone without telling her.
You're just trying to show off your talent. You've already killed two Baelors. The credit isn't great enough, yet you're so desperate for your life.
Fujino Hide's eyes widened, and Xiao Hei's face was so gloomy that it almost dripped with water, and he took over his father's command right from generation to generation.
"Don't move the muzzle, fire at the marked place." Fujino was observing the battle situation, reminding the musketeers so that every shot can exert maximum power.
There is a trebuchet in the distance, and the musket can only hit the prisoners more than fifty meters away. The lethality, range, and accuracy can achieve a relative balance.
It is different from Xiaotieshan's defensive operations. One of Guo Dajing's strengths is learning war in war and summarizing its flaws and shortcomings in order to win.
With shield protection, the damage of bows, arrows, and muskets is greatly reduced. But combined with the bombardment of trebuchets to form a three-dimensional strike, the captives can focus on one thing and lose another.
The battle situation suddenly changed, and the Jianlu who attacked the mountain were like waves hitting a hard rock. Not only were they unable to make progress, they were even crushed to pieces by the counterattack.
There was a flash of fire, black smoke rose, and a mine exploded. Several prisoners were hit by shrapnel or hit by air waves, and fell to the ground one after another.
A big stone hit Jianlu's head. The guy didn't even say a word, but fell down with his head covered in blood.
The Jianlu in front of him slipped one step at a time, making it difficult for him to climb up even if he was on all fours, which looked ridiculous.
But the defenders paid little attention to these guys and continued to fight back fiercely, killing and injuring the enemies behind them.
Without their backup, these captives who rushed to the front had no time to deal with them in the end. In front of them, there were wooden cannons and pikemen, waiting for them to get closer!
Sarna's eyes almost popped out of his sockets. The sudden turn of events was too great for him to accept. The enemy's initial defense was obviously a false story, just to lure more and denser troops to attack the mountain.
Turle swallowed loudly enough that the surrounding soldiers could hear him. He also had a shocked expression, and his mind was in chaos.
Another rain of rocks and mines were thrown in. The trebuchet manufactured in a hurry was very crude and the landing point was difficult to guarantee, but it had the effect of covering bombardment.
The muskets were still ringing, and it was difficult to form a salvo, but the lead bullets fired were still dense. The two hundred musketeers were divided into four groups and fired in turns, so the continuity of the firepower could still be guaranteed.
Jianlu could not climb up the slippery slope, and they were constantly suffering casualties. They were becoming more and more confused, and were showing signs of retreating on their own.
Executing orders and prohibitions is the advantage of Jianlu, and it is also one of the reasons for repeated victories. But at this time, it has become a nightmare for attacking mountains and Jianlu.
"Ming Jin——" Sarna finally spat out these two words with difficulty, which made him feel humiliated and helpless.
"We should continue to attack." Turle glared at Sarna and objected: "If we continue to invest more troops, there is still a chance of victory. If we retreat now, all our previous efforts will be wasted."
Sarna frowned and retorted: "Didn't you see the enemy's layout? There is ice or snow in front of the position. It is not slippery. Once you rush there, you will stop moving forward."
Turle blinked his eyes, his momentum weakened, but he was still unwilling to give in. He said: "There is a way, tie something, hay or rags to your shoes. Use a spear to nail the ground..."
Bullshit!
Sarna had a gloomy face and asked, "Are you ready now?"
Turle was speechless, turned his head in displeasure, and stared hard at the hillside.
Ming Jin retreated his troops, which was a helpless move for Sarna. Although he also wanted to continue to increase troops to attack the mountain like Tuerle, even if there were more casualties, he still had to achieve his goal.
But the facts are before our eyes. The attack that we had high hopes for was destroyed on the ice dozens of meters away. Such a simple trick is not easy to crack.
The trebuchets were still firing, and the muskets and bows and arrows were still shooting, knocking down the retreating prisoners one by one from the back.
Obviously, Jianlu did not want to continue the attack, otherwise he would not have withdrawn his troops, but continued to invest his troops.
"Jianlu is quite smart." Shang Kexi sneered, "Before we think of anti-slip methods, no matter how much more troops we add, it won't be effective."
"The general is absolutely right." The captain of the soldiers pointed at the corpses scattered on the hillside and said: "At least three to four hundred captives were killed, and they could still get their heads and reward them with silver. The imperial court would not fail to do so.
Give it?"
Shang Kexi rolled his eyes and said, "I just know that the money is worthless."
The captain of the soldiers chuckled and did not defend himself, but he began to calculate how much the silver reward could be divided. One fifty, ten five hundred, one hundred equals five thousand. If divided equally, there would be at least two or three taels.
Although the Ming court deducted and reduced the food and salary of Dongjiang Town as much as possible, it would not default on the first contribution it had made.
Of course, with the fighting power of Dongjiang Town, it is impossible to exchange human heads for money and achieve adequate food and clothing.
In harassment operations, you hit and run. Even if you kill the enemy, there is basically no time to cut off the heads. To harvest the heads calmly, generally only annihilation operations can do it.
This is one of the reasons why Guo Dajing used his talents to help the Dongjiang Army defeat Yizhou and Longchuan, and captured a large number of heads, thus gaining Mao Wenlong's attention.
Dongjiang Town has recorded many victories since its establishment, but the real number of casualties is very few. Battle reports often report killing thousands of enemies, but it is hard to believe it.
In fact, there is indeed a lot of water in the battle report, and everyone knows it. When it comes to actual results, the number of kills is the most accurate, and the rewards are also the most real.
In the battle to aid Korea, the Dongjiang Army had delivered more than 2,000 heads, which was more than 100,000 taels of silver. You know, this was enough money to pay Dongjiang Town for several years.
"The axemen, go out into battle." Shang Kexi gave the order to stop shooting and sent out the axemen to harvest heads and armor.
Bows, arrows, muskets, and trebuchets are all ready. If the enemy attacks again, they will be beaten again.
"There is a path that can be passed." Sarna squinted his eyes and discovered that there were several paths on the slippery slope in front of the enemy's position that were as wide as one person.
Turle also saw it, but rolled his eyes and said: "It's too narrow and useless."
How could Sarna not know that Tuerle and himself had some problems with each other, and he didn't want to intensify the conflict, so he didn't say anything.
Looking at the enemy from a distance, they were harvesting human heads, stripping off their armor, and not giving any relief to those who were injured but not dead. Screams were heard, and there was a commotion among the Jianlu troops, and anger rushed into their heads.
The enemy was obviously not satisfied with the success of the defense, nor was he worried about attacking again, but rather he was afraid of not irritating his opponent.
They chopped off the heads and held them up high to the Jianlu people at the foot of the mountain, shouting and laughing. They were both mocking and provoking.
Even the body could not be retrieved, and one could only watch helplessly as the head of his former partner or Pao Ze was missing, his clothes and armor were stripped off, and the headless body was thrown aside like a dead dog.
"Sir--" A Jianlu officer couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward to ask for help: "I am willing to lead five hundred elite soldiers to fight. If I don't capture this mountain, I will never come back alive."
Sarna glanced sideways at the red-eyed guy and said coldly: "How do you want to attack the mountain? Tell me a way."
Officer Jianlu was just excited, but he didn't think carefully. He was stunned on the spot when he was asked.
"Since you have no way to defeat the enemy, why should you let the soldiers accompany you to die?" Sarna suddenly raised his voice, glared at the officer fiercely, and scolded: "Back off, you brainless fool."
Although Turle was gnashing his teeth with hatred and his face was red, he was still rational and clear-headed. He knew that Sarna was right. Fighting again out of anger would not have any effect, but would only increase casualties.
The enemy is obviously very confident, so he is so bold in provoking, or in other words, he is trying to induce a fight.
Since it is the enemy's method of provoking generals, you cannot be fooled. Turle still knows this simple truth.
"Retreat first!" Turle withdrew his gaze with difficulty, tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart, and said: "Forge some suitable equipment, then attack the mountain and kill all the despicable enemies."
Sarna glanced at Tuerle slightly strangely, and Tuerle must have been shocked by this rare agreement of opinion.
It is said that Jianlu were rough and barbaric, but their ability to win repeated battles was not all due to their bravery and bravery in riding and shooting. They also knew how to use strategies and how to advance and retreat.
"I have underestimated Jianlu." Shang Ke happily looked at Jianlu retreating down the mountain and shook his head with some regret.
Provoking Jianlu and inflicting heavy damage on them before they are ready is an extension of defensive operations.
Shang Kexi once asked Guo Dajing, if he were to lead the army to attack the mountain, how could he defeat the combined attack of various means.
In fact, Guo Dajing didn't have a good solution. The casualties would definitely be huge. He also needed equipment to cross the icy slopes, at least some ancient version of spikes!
Because of this, Shang Kexi had the confidence to dare to provoke and kill more Jianlu. Anyway, Jianlu could not prepare in a short period of time, so they could only fail in the attack on the mountain.
However, Jianlu's retreat disappointed Shang Kexi and others. However, they did not dare to relax too much and continued to prepare for the next battle.
With the assistance of the soldiers, the craftsmen continued to make trebuchets; they also continued to collect large and small stones and prepared enough; the musketeers maintained their guns and melted lead bullets...
For battles to defend dangerous positions, apart from frontal breakthroughs, there are basically no opportunistic tactics. Most of the encirclements on small roads and cliff-climbing breakthroughs are confined to literary works.
Since Longwang Tuozi was chosen as a blocking position, Guo Dajing and others, under the guidance of the North Korean guide, would naturally make up for the loopholes and flaws.
Jianlu had no choice but to retreat, and naturally chose a small village not far from here that he had passed by before. There were many houses, which were not necessarily enough to live in, but it was much less troublesome than in the wild.
After receiving the order, the rear team sent people to the village first. After a rough inspection, they sent people to guard and guard. When the grain transport team and the prisoner building team arrived, they entered the village and set up camp.
Taking advantage of the chaos surrounding the Jianlu's entry into the village, Guo Dajing walked out of his hiding place calmly and soon became a Jianlu in the village.
Of the two thousand soldiers, one thousand were from the garrison in Zhenjiang, Liaodong, and one thousand were from the garrison in Xuanchuan. Even if they were in the same place, it was impossible for everyone to know them all.
The open space in the village was used as a grain drying ground, and all the grain carts were pushed here. The Korean civilians were driven outside the village and were guarded by barbers.
This was not beyond Guo Dajing's expectation. The village was so big that there was no place for civil servants and barbers. But food was important, and the built captives lived in the surrounding houses, which also played a protective role.
Similarly, the wells in the village were monopolized by the captives. Barbers and civil servants were not allowed to enter the village easily, and could only go to the creek two miles away to dig ice to get water.
Okay, you are seeking death on your own, so no wonder grandpa is so ruthless and cunning.
Guo Dajing was not in a hurry to poison him. If he didn't eat this meal, he would do the same for the next meal. Like other Jianlu who were busy walking around in the village, he observed Jianlu's layout. Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, he finally disappeared in the threshing floor.
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The moon passed through the clouds, and the cold moonlight flickered. The noisy village gradually became quiet. Frustrated, the exhausted Jianlu finished his meal and began to rest.
In the largest house in the village, Sarna and Turle summoned officers to discuss tomorrow's attack on the mountain.
"Attacking a mountain is not as good as flat ground, and I'm afraid the carts won't be of much use." Sarna said first: "But I have asked the barber to urge the people to work overnight. In addition, the slope is slippery, what can you do.
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Turle added in a deep voice: "The enemy's defense is not without its insidiousness, especially the stone-throwing weapons, which exceed the range of bows and arrows, which is very worrying."
A Jianlu officer already had an idea and said: "The general thinks that the solution to the ice slippage is to use a ladder. It is laid on the ice, and the lower end is either fixed or supported by manpower, and the soldiers can step on it and climb.
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"Okay, very good." Sarna smiled and nodded in appreciation.
Tu'erle smiled and said: "Tuha, you have a good idea."