Since this attack was proposed by Daishan, Huang Taiji asked Daishan to lead the organization.
The Dorgon brothers simply remained silent, which made Huang Taiji even more satisfied. He expressed his appreciation for Dorgon's knowledge and interest.
Daishan didn't say anything, but he was very disgusted with the Dorgon brothers in his heart. In his logic, if you don't support me, it means betraying me. If you reject me, it means hurting me.
However, seeing Huang Taiji and the Dorgon brothers walking in, he was also secretly wary. After all, it was he and Amin who threatened Huang Taiji the most. The two white flags have been chipped away by constant attacks in recent years. They are no longer as old as they used to be.
The two yellow flags of the Khan era.
Chen Yu is the commander of the third battalion of the militia battalion in the industrial zone. He is a disabled veteran who retired. He moved to the factory to work as a security guard. He also serves as the commander of the third battalion of the militia battalion. He is usually responsible for training these workers.
It has to be said that workers are the most suitable source of recruitment. Because industrial production naturally requires workers to have a high degree of organization and discipline. They adapt to life in the army the fastest. Only half of the workers in the industrial zone are still producing, and the rest
Unimportant positions were transferred to the militia.
Chen Yu now has 500 militiamen, 300 regiments from various iron factories, and 1,000 men who have fled from the refugee camp, composed of strong men.
He is responsible for guarding the urban village next to the city wall on the northeast side of the industrial zone. This area is densely populated with self-built four- and five-story single-family buildings. They are rented out to small traders, loading and unloading coolies, carriage drivers, and small laborers.
These houses are built with red bricks and cement.
As long as there is industry, urban villages will inevitably form. Outside the moat of the entire industrial zone, there are two large urban villages in the southeast and northwest, each covering an area of about one square mile. The cement bridge in the middle and the gate of the industrial zone are exposed.
Daishan had already made arrangements. The two red flags were to attack the villages and the main gate on the two south sides of the city respectively. The Han banner and the Mongols were to attack the village in the north. Because behind the two villages in the city, there was a small gate each.
Part of the Zhenglan Banner went up to the city wall and fired at the city wall of the industrial zone, attracting their attention and distracting their troops at the same time.
Chen Yu was lying on the roof platform of a six-story independent building. This is the village office of the village in the city, and it is the tallest building. This small building is also the strongest, so he uses it as a headquarters.
Behind the wall, use a telescope to observe the enemies coming from the opposite side.
"Look at the flag: Humbatulu of the Naiman tribe, with about 2,000 people. Behind him is the Nezihan of Zalut. The number of Zalut people is about 3,000. That one is Daiqingbeile, with more than a thousand people.
Look like that." Chen Yu said in a low voice.
"The first wave of six thousand people is not too small. But there are only so many people on this battlefield, and it is useless to have more. Pass the order, don't move yet, wait for my order. Look at the signal flares." Chen Yu said loudly
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Liang Sanqiu was brought here by pine wood and was left directly. Because Zhenghongqi had launched an attack, turning the location of the middle gate into a battlefield, traffic had been cut off.
He lay down behind the sandbag wall in fear and looked out from the shooting hole. The Mongolians were rushing towards here with machetes and round shields in their hands.
Balu waved his hand, and the more than 500 Zarut people behind him immediately squatted down and stopped moving forward. They were about to enter the street intersection, and Balu felt a hint of danger.
There are barricades at other intersections, but this street is the only one that is unobstructed, and you can always see the high wall in the distance.
By this time, gunshots had already started ringing out. An all-out war had begun.
The sound of gunshots like exploding beans rang out throughout the entire urban village periphery and along the gate line of the industrial zone.
The Han military flag pushed the small Fran machine guns and the third, fourth and fifth general cannons over and used them to shoot at the village in the city. From a distance, the houses in the village in the city had their doors and windows blocked with bricks, and the streets were also
It was blocked with layers of barricades.
Two red flags were thrown at the village in the city with big bows, and at the same time they fired with artillery and muskets. But they could not see a single person. Only occasionally there were muskets fired back from the gaps in the brick doors and windows.
The range of these muskets is astonishing. Although they are smoothbore guns, they have reached the best performance of flintlock guns. Historically, the British Brown Bess flintlock gun was finalized in 1730 and was improved until 1880 before being completely retired. It took a lot of use
150 years.
In the final model, the effective range reached 200 meters.
Yang Fan's gun has made many improvements based on the Brown Bess II model. In particular, firearms experts were invited to design and improve the drawings. The focus is to increase the rate of fire, improve accuracy, improve penetration, and reduce weight.
This last flintlock gun has been replaced with a rifled barrel, silk fixed ammunition, and a flash cap. It can be used in rainy weather. The effective range reaches 250 meters, and the rate of fire is six rounds per minute.
Bang bang bang! The counterattacks from the gun towers on the high wall are not intensive. However, the hit rate is extremely high. Here are two red flags, pushing the cart and holding the shield, carefully trying to get on the bridge. The bridge deck is very wide, enough to
Hundreds of people swarmed past, but with the sound of gunfire, people who could not be covered by the carriages and whose limbs were exposed by their shields were shot one after another.
Daishan was observing the battle ahead from a two-story wooden building in the distance.
"Why is it that the cart cannot block the musket fire and the cart in front suffers so many casualties?" Daishan asked in a bad tone.
Behind him is Yue Tuo, the son of his ex-wife who was not favored by him. Now that Nurhachi is gone, there is no one to support Yue Tuo. He starts to make trouble.
Yue Tuo said carefully: "Amma, look at which towers these muskets were fired from. The carriage is only more than two meters high. From a height, the crowd behind the carriage is clearly visible, so it has no effect at all."
Daishan thought this was what happened.
While they were talking, a pallet cart was pushed onto the bridge. On the left side of the cart, there were more than a dozen people pushing the cart. Suddenly, three people were hit and fell to the ground. They twitched for a while and became motionless. The entire pallet cart was pushed hard.
Uneven, it suddenly became horizontal.
This suddenly exposed the entire side.
Bang bang bang! A dense burst of bullets came. Apparently those people in the turret also saw an opportunity.
There were about thirty people pushing carts horizontally, and they were hit with hundreds of flintlock rifles. These people were all black-skinned security guards, but their training was no worse than that of the regular army. Each of them had shot at least three thousand soldiers.
Shooting lead bullets.
The usual shooting training makes me numb. As long as you can shoot, the ammunition is unlimited. Yang Fan makes his own guns, replaces them with new ones if they are broken, and repairs the old guns for the militia.
They immediately gathered 1,560 guns and fired at the carriage that was attacking. At 180 meters, at this distance, no sharpshooter could hit it. But it was a different matter if they were firing volleys.
The commanding officer was immediately hit by three bullets, one in the chest, spurting out blood, and two in the head. Because the caliber of the flintlock rifle is 18mm, the bullet with a soft lead coated steel core weighs one tael, (
In the Ming Dynasty, one pound and sixteen taels totaled 600 grams, and one tael was about 37 grams)
Such a large lead bullet, or a steel-core bullet, directly shattered the head. The bullet entered from the face, one shattered the forehead, the other shattered the cheekbone, and a piece of brain matter was ejected from the back of the head.