In fact, whether it is Nanhaiying or Nanhaiwei, they are all branded by Jiang Wan from beginning to end. He, Wu Sangui, also came from Nanhaiwei, and he knows this very well.
He can command this army, but he can never absolutely control this army.
For Zu Dashou, who came to surrender, and for Wu Sangui, who was looking forward to victory, it was indeed a bit annoying, but he really did not dare to make the decision without authorization, but Zu Dashou and these hundreds of surrendered soldiers, he did not dare to stay in the camp.
He was worried that Zu Dashou would fake his surrender, which was not impossible.
Send someone to escort them back to Zhenjiang Fort. It's another waste of military power. Now the war is about to begin. Every combat power is precious. It's really not worth it to have hundreds of people guarding these hundreds of people.
"This is easy!"
Xu Xianchun was not embarrassed at all: "Send someone to escort Zu Dashou back to the commander-in-chief. Let these soldiers be the first to attack the city!"
There was a stern look on his face: "Those who don't follow will die, and those who are lucky enough to survive will be sent to Zhenjiang Fort as slaves!"
When they were discussing how to deal with Zu Dashou and these surrendered soldiers, they did not shy away from Zu Dashou. At this time, Zu Dashou even gave some advice: "These Koreans, when they were originally trained, they were mostly training firearms, so we took them in."
They are just like minions without claws. When the time comes, each person is given a knife and letting them attack the city will be considered a waste!"
"We were talking about how to deal with your subordinates, and this is your reaction?"
"Who are these Koreans my subordinates!" Zu Dashou sneered: "Even if you kill them all, I won't blink an eye. You should be more agile and seize their guns while my words are still useful."
, I am also anxious to see your Commander-in-Chief!"
With Zu Dashou's cooperation, things will be easy to handle.
When it got dark, these hundreds of Korean fire rifle soldiers were all disarmed and placed outside the camp.
Wu Sangui did not adopt Xu Xianchun's proposal or Zu Dashou's suggestion. The Koreans were placed outside the camp. He did not send anyone to guard them. He only ordered Zu Dashou to order the Korean officers to restrain their own soldiers.
Obviously, these Koreans were not so obedient. When it dawned the next day, most of the hundreds of Koreans had fled, leaving only a few dozen people who looked pitifully at the Ming army coming out of the camp.
It's not that these guys don't want to escape, it's that they have nowhere to go even if they escape.
If there were only a few dozen people, it would be easy to handle. With a wave of his hand, Wu Sangui directly used these people as civilians in the army and sent people to strictly control them.
"It's not that I don't want these people to die, but how much fighting power can these people have? Our Nanhai Battalion came this time to show off the prestige of our Nanhai Battalion. A group of surrendered soldiers went to attack the city in a disgraceful manner. Our Nanhai Battalion is really
I can’t afford to lose this person!”
Zu Dashou was sent directly to Zhenjiang Fort.
With this episode, the already strong morale of the Nanhai Battalion became even more vigorous. The enemy surrendered before the war even started, which was enough to make all the soldiers of the Nanhai Battalion certain that the Ming Dynasty would win this battle.
One day later, the Ming army's camp arrived two or three miles below Malanyu City.
Without any hesitation, the artillery team of the Nanhai Battalion directly set up the cannon and started bombarding Malanyu.
The four cannons at the top of Malanyu City also rumbled and began to fire back at the Ming army's camp.
The cannons of both sides were firing at each other vigorously, but the soldiers and horses of both sides remained untouched.
The Tartars in the city had no desire to go out to fight, and the Ming army outside the city did not seem to be in a hurry to attack the city.
Half a day later, two of the cannons on Malanyu City fell silent, and the frequency of the other two cannons' return fires also began to decrease. Often the Ming army fired six or seven shells, and the city only fired back once.
Moreover, even if they fired at the Ming army's camp, the Ming army's camp was two or three miles away from the city, and the cannons on top of the city only had this range. If they were lucky, the cannonballs could still hit the Ming army.
In the military camp, however, nine times out of ten, the artillery shells on the top of the city didn't even hit where.
The Ming army's artillery team was much more flexible. They could fire from within a mile of the city, or from a hillside of half a mile. They were free to fire wherever they wanted.
Moreover, after they fired a few rounds of artillery shells, they often pushed the gun carriage immediately and changed places. By this time, the barrel of the gun had cooled down, and he could continue firing.
As for the Tartar defenders in the city, the cannons fixed on the top of the city were useless against such an enemy. They could only fire one shot after another in a fixed direction in front of the city.
If the city wall was not too high and the Ming army's artillery had limited accuracy and power, this artillery battle would have ended in half a day.
However, even if this is the case, after about a day, there should be no more cannons threatening the Ming army on the city top.
"General, this is not the way to go!"
His subordinates kept reporting battle damage to Li Yongfang. In one day, hundreds of soldiers were killed by the Ming army's cannons, and basically no one was injured. Regardless of whether the Ming army's artillery shells fell on the city wall,
Either they fell into the city, or they fell from the sky and wandered around. Anyone who was touched by those iron bumps basically had no way to survive.
For Malanyu, which has thousands of troops stationed there, these casualties are nothing. However, some artillery shells can't stand it and are scurrying around the city. They die when they touch each other. The morale of the soldiers is simply rising at a speed that can be seen with the naked eye.
decline.
"How about I take a group of troops and charge at their artillery array!"
Someone was asking for a fight, but Li Yongfang decisively rejected the other party's request.
"It's no big deal if a few people die. They didn't dig trenches to besiege the city, so what if we let them run rampant for a while!" He said confidently: "It's not time to leave the city for a battle. I, Malanyu, have prepared such a plan.
The equipment used to defend the city must be put to use and cannot always grow moldy in the warehouse!"
"Just bear with me and let the soldiers guard against the artillery!" He said confidently: "During the day, wait for them to attack the city, and at night we will send people out to explore the camp. I have already made a plan!"
In the final analysis, the Ming army's cannons were too small and could not cause much damage. Even if they were numerous, if they did not dare to get too close to the city, the shells would not have much damage left when they hit the city.
Hitting the city wall will have almost no effect. The two military forts, Malanyu and Panjiakou, are the gateways to Shengjing, and their city walls are much stronger than ordinary military forts. It is expected that these small-caliber cannons will
It is basically impossible to blow open the city gate or knock down the city wall!
Not to mention, the defenders on top of the city still had artillery to fight against.