Chapter 529: Two explosions hit the enemy hard (Happy Chinese New Year)
Centered on the range of the Hongyi artillery bombardment, gaps were blown out in the city walls on both sides, which was equivalent to breaking the city. But he was not satisfied yet, and wanted to inflict heavy losses on Jianlu to reduce the casualties of his own soldiers.
Under the command of the flag, the musketeers had already moved forward, preparing to build captives in the gap to suppress the city and cover their own infantry as they rushed into the city.
Under the gazes of Fang Zhenghua and other generals, Guo Dajing subconsciously raised his wrist and took a look. Unfortunately, he didn't have a watch, so he could only estimate the time for Jianlu to regroup.
In the field of vision of the telescope, the flag on the city head changed. Guo Dajing showed a dull sneer and gave the order to start the attack.
The infantry advanced forward, gradually approaching the gap, seemingly about to launch an attack, but their advance was neither urgent nor slow, and they were still outside the range of bows and arrows.
All mortars were ready to fire, aiming at the areas on the city on both sides of the gap, and some were pointed directly behind the city wall to provide another fire cover for the infantry.
The prisoners above and below the city were also well prepared, but what they waited for was not a fierce fight with the enemy's infantry, but another collapse of the earth.
The earth was trembling, and the broken city wall that had been blown into a slope suddenly rolled up again, and the buried devil resurrected. It roared, roared, and once again stretched out its two claws unwillingly, throwing bricks and dust into the sky.
After a moment, bricks and stones fell like raindrops, and screams and wails masked by the loud noise also rang out.
Not only the captives below the city, but also the enemies on the city near the gap suffered heavy casualties. The city wall collapsed even more, many captives were buried, and many more were killed and injured.
Babutai's heart was filled with shock. Although it was much stronger than the first explosion, his heart was filled with more grief and resentment.
The enemy deceived them again. The real attack had not yet begun, and the defenders had already suffered heavy casualties. Especially the troops under the city were severely damaged by two earthquakes.
Hundreds of mortar shells flew through the air and landed on and below the city. Then there was a dazzling flash of light and a deafening sound. The smoke mixed with the dust that had not dispersed almost completely covered the city wall.
Gong Adai's ears were ringing, and he struggled to get up. Several of the guards were dead and injured, and only two were still around. They also stumbled and their eyes were dull.
The sound of explosions was still ringing around, with broken bricks and rocks everywhere, smoke and dust filling the air, and the faces of people a few meters away could not be seen clearly, giving people a creepy feeling of hell.
The screams and wails could finally be heard clearly. Gong Adai didn't need to see clearly to know that the two heavy losses had caused heavy casualties to his troops.
The smoke and dust were inhaled into his throat, giving him a burning sensation, causing him to cough violently.
The fall of Anshan Fort was a foregone conclusion, but Gong Adai never dreamed of such a result. Before the fierce fighting, more than half of the men and horses had been lost, and even more seriously.
With the support of his guards, Gong Adai was confused in the smoke and stumbled from time to time by corpses, wounded soldiers, and broken bricks and rocks at his feet.
No chance! Passionate horns and thunderous war drums sounded outside the city. Following this, tens of thousands of people shouted even more passionately.
The main attacking troops of the two battalions finally launched a charge, rushing towards the gap in the city wall where the smoke and dust had not yet dispersed. The musketeers responsible for covering the city also quickly moved towards the city wall, preparing to use rain of lead bullets to suppress the prisoners on the city wall.
The Jianlu's counterattack was very weak, and the successive blows not only caused serious casualties to them, but also caused a heavier psychological blow, leaving them in a state of despair.
Chen Xingshan held a bayonet-mounted musket, followed his comrades and charged forward, diving into the smoke and dust.
He could vaguely see the broken bricks, rocks and soft soil under his feet. As he climbed higher and higher, he could feel that he was crossing the city wall.
There were sparse arrows falling down, which was not a big threat. With the roar of muskets, the arrows became scattered and scattered.
The wind is blowing, the dust mist is slowly dissipating, and visibility is getting better.
Chen Xingshan saw the backs of each of his comrades and heard their and his own shouts. Even the choking smoke could not stop them from shouting passionately to kill.
The feeling under his feet and the backs of his comrades told him that he had reached the top of the slope and started running downward, which meant that he and his comrades had already entered the city.
"kill!"
"Kill!"
The sound of bayonets piercing flesh and roars of killing could be heard from the front.
Among the figures, Chen Xingshan stumbled. When he stabilized his body, he found that he had stepped onto flat ground. Although there were many obstacles on the ground, they had little impact.
A figure struggled to get up from the ground. Although his vision was still blurry, Chen Xingshan recognized the enemy.
"Kill!" He took two steps forward without hesitation, thrust out the bayonet, and neatly killed Jianlu, who had just woken up from the shock.
Pulling out his blood-stained bayonet, Chen Xingshan and his comrades rushed forward to fight. His vision became clearer and clearer, and there were more and more comrades around him, which gave him great courage.
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With the roar of gunfire, the troops charging into the city finally started a battle with a larger group of Jianlu. During the exchange of fire, people kept falling, and people kept coming up and firing at the enemy.
The smoke became thinner and the sight became clearer, giving the siege troops greater encouragement.
Dead Jianlu could be seen everywhere, with their heads beaten and bleeding, or half-buried among the dust and bricks. Our own army had an advantage in terms of strength, and the Jianlu who had suffered heavy losses were just fighting to the death.
The soldiers of Zuo Xie made faster progress. They were more skillful than brave. They rushed into the city and attacked deep into the city without stopping.
This is also due to the long-term combat experience and long-term cooperation of the Zuo Xie soldiers. Even individual soldiers who are lagging behind can join other squads without any hindrance to kill the enemy together.
Although the new staff association is also formed from the organic system, it is really lacking in this aspect. Their advancement speed is slow, firstly, they have to form a team, and secondly, the cooperation between the officers and soldiers is not tacit enough.
The smoke and dust became thinner and thinner, and the sight became clearer and clearer.
The musketeers took turns shooting outside the city, beating the prisoners in the city until they could not lift their heads.
The resistance encountered by the attacking troops was relatively light. With the continuous influx, the strength advantage was brought into play, and the capture of Anshan Fort was only a goal that could be accomplished before dark.
Boom! The concentrated fire of the muskets erupted into thick white smoke. Lead bullets and arrows were fired at each other. The Jianlu, who had suffered heavy casualties, could no longer support themselves and retreated towards the southwest gate.
Under the protection of his own soldiers, Babutai had already descended the city wall and issued an order to retreat.
In his opinion, the original battle plan had all been ruined. After the first blast of the tunnel, he should have led his troops to retreat instead of issuing an order to regroup.
The castle was not big in the first place, but more than five thousand Dongjiang troops poured in. There were not many streets, and the huge military advantage became an irreversible victory.