Ma Xiaoquan nodded and said: "Okay, I'd better go to Brother Yuan's place to rest for a while before coming back."
Zhu Fu was stunned, and secretly admired Ma Xiaoquan in his heart. He said that the Jin Yiwei only knew how to carry out assassinations, and that all those who fought in the war were cowards. When I saw Mr. Ma today, this was not the case at all. He was alone, putting his own
Not only did my brother come to the rescue, but he also defended a gap bravely. It was amazing. It was amazing.
...
The main force of the Jurchen army launched wave after wave of attacks towards the southwest. However, under the stubborn resistance of the Ming army, the Jurchen army did not take much advantage, especially the Ming army's Hongyi artillery. After each rumbling launch, the Jurchen army
, will always make the Jurchen army confused.
In the rear, Nurhachi was so angry that he slapped the table and cursed: "That bastard Yuan Chonghuan, what kind of cannon is he using, and it doesn't even explode?"
Nurhachi also knew about firearms, and he also had considerable research on some firearms. In his reorganized team, there was also a unit similar to the Shenji Battalion of the Ming Army, which Nurhaci named the "Musket Team."
Unlike the Ming army in the Shenji Camp, which all used their own firearms, Nurhachi's musketeers were all equipped with weapons obtained from the Persians. Both in terms of fine workmanship and ease of use, they were better than the firearms in the Shenji Camp.
There are a lot of advantages, especially the range, which is almost three times that of Shenji Camp.
Nurhachi originally did not plan to send out the musketeers so soon, but the dozen or so cannons on the opposite side were rumbling and destroying his soldiers, so he had to send out the musketeers in advance to boost morale.
"Kakaka..." A group of musketeers consisting of a hundred people came out impressively. Nurhachi shook off the yellow flag in his hand, and the musketeers ran towards Ningyuan City in unison.
After running to a certain distance from Ningyuan City, the musketeers stopped neatly. Under the cover of the high-shield soldiers in front, they quickly took out the muskets on their backs and loaded the bullets with clicking bullets (the ones loaded were still iron beads.
), the musketeers aimed their guns at the gunners of the Hongyi cannon on the city wall.
"Put it down~" was ordered, and the sound of "bang bang bang" was heard continuously. Immediately afterwards, a burst of pale white smoke appeared on the city wall. As the smoke dissipated, dozens of Ming soldiers fell to the ground.
...
"Huh?" Yuan Chonghuan was stunned for a moment and said, "How come Nurhaci's fire rifle team is so powerful and can hit so far?"
Next to Yuan Chonghuan, firearms expert Sun Yuanhua was also stunned and said: "I heard that the Persians made a fire blunderbuss that can shoot very far. Could it be that Nurhachi used that kind of weapon?"
"Well, it's very possible..." Yuan Chonghuan thought for a moment and ordered, "Everyone should be on defense and raise shields."
After giving the order, the Ming army set up high shields one after another.
The Jurchen Army's musketeers fired bang bang bang at the city wall. Due to the high shield defense, the Ming army's losses on the city wall were greatly reduced. However, the high shield also blocked the Ming army's sight. The Jurchen army's forward infantry took this opportunity to
He climbed up the city wall with all his strength.
When Yuan Chonghuan saw this, he scolded Nurhaci for being sinister, but that's how war is, where both sides have to fight for wits and courage.
With a "crash", the middle wall of the mountain-shaped city wall, which was the one guarded by Ma's father, was finally destroyed due to the desperate destruction of the Jurchen army. Ma's father led the people to retreat tens of meters, and then
Continue to fight against the Jurchen army in an area that has not been destroyed.
Huang Taiji saw Ma's father from a distance and was so angry that he ordered: "Bring me the crossbow!"
After getting a crossbow, Huang Taiji opened the bow and nocked an arrow, visually measured the distance between the two, then aimed at Ma's father, and shot the arrow with a loud bang.
Ma Cheng saw Huang Taiji's movements and hurriedly reminded Ma's father, but the arrow was moving too fast. Ma's father had no time to dodge and was hit by the arrow in his back vest.
"Dad~~" Ma Cheng shouted anxiously.
Father Ma staggered, barely stood up, reached to his back and pulled out the arrow - there was no blood on the arrow head.
"Dad, are you okay?" Ma Cheng shouted and asked.
Father Ma nodded and said, "Fortunately, your mother gave me the breast shield, so I'm fine..."
Ma Cheng exhaled and nodded: "That's good~" Then, Ma Cheng glared at Huang Taiji.
Huang Taiji pointed provocatively at Ma Cheng with the sword in his hand, without saying a word, but his expression and actions were enough to explain everything.
Then, Huang Taiji turned his horse's head and disappeared into the sea of Jurchen soldiers.
...
The war is still going on, and the situation is very fierce. The defenders want to hold Ningyuan City at all costs, while the attackers want to capture Ningyuan City at all costs.
After resting for a while, Ma Xiaoquan returned to the battlefield again. When Zu Dashou and Zhu Fu, the two southwestern guards, saw Ma Xiaoquan's return, they all admired him from the bottom of their hearts.
"Give me a knife..." Ma Xiaoquan said, "The sword that Brother Yuan gave me has already been cut off..."
Zu Dashou threw his sword to Ma Xiaoquan and said: "Sir, although my sword is not as good as General Yuan's, it can still be used. If the blade is also broken, let's replace it...
"
"Okay~~" Ma Xiaoquan nodded, squinted at the battle ahead, and said, "Nurhachi is really willing to spend a lot of money."
...
On the command platform behind the Jurchens, Nurhachi was always paying attention to the battle ahead. Hearing that after a long battle, except for destroying half of the mountain-shaped city wall, Ningyuan City was unscathed. Nurhaci was not calm.
"How many ladders are left?" Nurhaci asked an adjutant beside him.
"Back to Khan, there are still twenty more that can be used~"
"Hmph, use them all for me, do whatever it takes to get them in!"
"Yes~"
...
On Ningyuan City, Yuan Chonghuan saw the Jurchen army pushing the ladders back and forth, and immediately ordered to quickly focus the muzzles of the Hongyi cannons on the ladders, trying to knock them all out before the ladders arrived.
With a bang, a cannonball was fired, heading straight towards the nearest ladder. Then, there were several loud crashes, and the ladder was smashed to pieces by the cannonball, along with the people pushing the ladder and those around it.
Disaster.
Even so, thirteen ladders were pushed to the city wall. The Jurchen army shouted slogans and climbed up the ladders.
The Ming army did not show weakness. Whether it was pole support, archery, or even hand-to-hand fighting, they all came up to greet them. After several rounds of back and forth, the Jurchen army was actually frightened. Those who climbed up did not dare to rush forward and just stood there.
Those who waved their knives randomly on the edge of the city wall became the best living targets, and those who had not climbed up yet did not dare to climb up.
