When the fourth brigade reached the city gate, the artillery brigade stopped firing.
Playing with infantry and artillery coordination in this era is simply making fun of the lives of your own soldiers.
However, the Fourth Brigade and the Cavalry Brigade cannot solve the remaining remnants in the city, so Zuo Mengeng might as well commit suicide and be reborn.
I have to say that the Houjin Eight Banners of this era are really brave.
It was clear that the five hundred main force had been eliminated, but the remaining people in the city still dared to fight.
When the fourth brigade rushed to the city, people came out from the city wall, bows and arrows drawn, and a soldier fell immediately.
Fortunately, the man did not aim carefully and only shot the soldier in the leg, which was not fatal.
But this result made the man very happy and he shot the arrow again.
But when I just poked my head out, what I saw were three or four black muzzles.
After so many shots, the man's second arrow couldn't be shot at all.
This is what happens when a cold weapon meets a hot weapon.
In the first battle of the rear camp, Zuo Yong was very cautious and personally led the charge forward.
When he arrived at the city gate, he saw soldiers who were about to rush in. He quickly shouted to stop.
"What are you trying to do? What if we are ambushed? Grenade, go ahead."
Immediately, several soldiers lit clay pot grenades and threw them from the city gate to the exit of the city gate.
He really guessed that there were more than twenty Hou Jin soldiers ambushing here at this time.
If you rush forward unprepared, these warriors from behind may jump out and cause a lot of damage to the rear camp.
But it is a pity that because of Zuo Yong's caution, these people's ambush failed.
They did not wait for the soldiers from the rear camp, but waited for the grenades first.
The explosion pushed countless fragments into all spaces, and also swept away the Houjin soldiers who were ambushing outside the city gate.
Zuo Yong didn't give the order until he heard the screams.
"Enter the city! The first squadron goes to Fuya, the second squadron pursues and annihilates the remaining enemies, and the third squadron captures the city wall."
Each department took orders and moved quickly. After entering Zunhua City, they headed towards different targets.
The cavalry brigade followed the fourth brigade into the city and began to sweep through all the streets.
During the battle in the rear camp, the team is the basic unit.
A group of thirty people, with the fifteen in front holding bayonets for close combat defense, and the fifteen in the back taking turns loading ammunition and shooting at visible enemies.
Hou Jin's remnant soldiers hid in various places in the city, looking for various ways to resist.
A guy was hiding on top of the wall, secretly observing the soldiers from the rear camp who were searching for them. Suddenly he shouted loudly and jumped out of the air.
According to his idea, two or three could be replaced by such a sudden attack.
But he was still in the air, and four or five bayonets were pointed at the spot where he landed.
It can be said that it was not the soldiers in the rear camp who assassinated him, but he himself fell on the bayonet and was skewered.
There were loud gunshots in the city, shouts of killing shook the sky, and the capture of Zunhua was a foregone conclusion.
Zuo Mengeng was quite satisfied with the entire combat process. When he turned around, he found that Mao Yuanyi had gone to the artillery.
At this time, he was like a primary school student, watching the artillerymen's operations intently.
News came from the front that the First Squadron had reached Fuya. There were dozens of Houjin soldiers inside who were stubbornly resisting. They couldn't attack for a while and needed artillery support.
Kuri Xiangzhu asked the first squadron to enter the city to assist in the attack.
Zuo Mengeng walked over and said to Mao Yuanyi: "Mr. Mao, let's go into the city too."
Mao Yuanyi had only watched the artillery fire from a distance just now. When he was curious, he heard this and immediately followed.
"Go to the city, go to the city."
Zuo Mengeng and others followed the First Artillery Squadron to the government office.
At this time, the place has been surrounded by the 1st Squadron of the 4th Battalion. However, the walls are high and the doors are thick, making it impossible to break in without heavy weapons.
The first and second artillery squads directly set up the artillery on the street, and Mao Yuanyi finally saw clearly how this new artillery was operated.
The cartridge seems to be no different from the Folan machine, except that the front end part seems to be tightened.
The cannonballs were what surprised him the most.
The artillery shells in the rear camp were actually oblong and pointed, with a piece of fuse trailing behind them.
When she saw the soldiers putting the warhead and the cartridge together, Mao Yuanyi couldn't help but ask, "Why do you do this?"
After winning the battle, Zuo Mengeng explained patiently.
"This is to prevent the energy of the gunpowder explosion from leaking, so that the cannonball can hit farther."
Mao Yuanyi said "ah" and suddenly realized.
He had seen the Folang machine gun and knew that it could only shoot a few hundred steps at most.
But when I saw the Zuoying artillery fire just now, it was clear that they wanted to hit the city wall from a distance of 1,300 steps. It turns out that the secret of being able to hit such a distance is here.
But can the Ming army's Fo Lang machine be modified in this way?
Mao Yuanyi just thought about it for a moment and then reluctantly admitted that it was impossible to do it.
Because the cartridge of the Ming Army's Fo Lang machine gun was made of wrought iron, it was very heavy. It was made very thick for safety, and the front part could not be tightened.
The most difficult thing is the warhead.
The Ming army obviously did not have such technology.
Suddenly, the artillery had completed loading, and its speed was more than five times that of the Ming army's artillery.
As two shells were fired, the gate of the Zunhua government office collapsed amid the billowing dust and smoke, rendering it useless for defense.
The Tatar soldiers inside also knew that there was no hope of holding on, so they howled and launched a desperate charge.
It's a pity that the gate of the government office that they helped them defend now has become an insurmountable gap.
Everyone who rushed out was shot to death with musketry. After a while, the corpses were piled high.
Mao Yuanyi looked at the distance and was surprised again.
"How can your artillery gun break through armor from a hundred steps away?"
Zuo Mengeng laughed, took the musket of the soldier next to him, and demonstrated it in front of him.
Load ammunition, install flash cap, fire...
The last Tatar soldier turned into a corpse.
Mao Yuanyi, who watched the whole process, couldn't help but swallow her saliva, as if she was seeing a devil.
This kind of fire gun, this kind of shooting speed, this kind of range...
Are there any rivals in the world?
It turns out that this young man had the courage to attack Zunhua alone!
As the government office was breached, the cleanup work in the city came to an end. Various ministries kept coming to report, and they all killed a lot of enemies.
Zuo Menggen didn't care at all about the casualties of ordinary Tatars, and just asked: "Where is Li Sizhong? Where is Fan Wencheng?"
No one could answer him, which made him very unhappy.
Seeing his gloomy face, all the officers in charge of the department became more cautious and ordered their subordinates to search carefully and search again.
It wasn't until more than an hour later that the Chengxi Second Brigade brought good news.
Zuo Hua personally escorted a general who was shot in the leg to Zuo Mengeng.
"Qianzuo, we were waiting left and right in the west of the city. We almost fell asleep while waiting. We watched this guy come with about twenty deserters. He shot randomly and killed fifteen of them. Three more refused to surrender.
He was executed. This guy got scared and confessed that his name was Li Sizhong."
Zuo Mengeng was overjoyed and walked over, staring intently at the guy with a face full of despair.
About thirty years old, short in stature, with a wolfish look on his face, he sat silently on the ground, his hands were tightly tied, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Before Zuo Mengeng could do anything, Mao Yuanyi stepped forward and kicked the man directly, yelling loudly.
"You're a beast who has forgotten your ancestors, don't you think you'd be here today?"
Seeing that the others were confused, Zuo Mengeng pointed at Li Sizhong and was sincerely happy.
"This man's name is Li Sizhong. Maybe you are not familiar with it. But when the old slaves raised their troops and attacked Fushun Pass, this guy and his uncle Li Yongfang were the first wave of traitors to surrender to the Tatars."
Upon hearing this, Huang Zongxi, Liu Yiyuan and others suddenly changed their colors.
The first Han general to surrender to Hou Jin, what this means is self-evident.
No wonder Zuo Mengeng attaches so much importance to this person.
Zuo Mengeng turned to face Li Sizhong and spoke in a cold tone.
"At that time, Li Chengliang was a famous general in the world, and he was powerful in Liaodong. Your father Li Ruzhen, your uncle Li Ruzi, your cousin Li Yizhong, and Li Cunzhong defended Tieling. They died heroically for their country and were still heroic and respected by everyone. Come, tell me why your bones are so soft.
If you don't do good things, you just want to be treated like a dog by a foreign race?"
When Li Sizhong was caught, he knew he was doomed.
But he never expected that Zuo Mengeng would know so much about his family background and speak so viciously. For a moment, he could not help but turn pale and furious.
"Huh, if you want to kill or cut into pieces, please do as you please. When the Great Khan returns to his army, I will definitely cut you into pieces to avenge me."
Zuo Mengeng let out a long sigh.
"Don't pretend to be brave here. If you really thought of death so much, why did you surrender at Fushun Pass? Don't worry, you will die miserably. When I catch Fan Wencheng, guess what?
Which of you two will die worse?"
Li Sizhong's expression changed drastically, and he finally lost his generosity. His trembling look was worse than that of a dying dog.
But the question is, Li Sizhong was caught, where is Fan Wencheng?