Cannonballs fell one after another, and the firelight also illuminated the city wall.
After a large number of houses were hit by explosive bombs, the wooden houses immediately burst into flames, providing good lighting to both sides.
At this time, Fan Yongdou and others, who were watching the battle in an attic in the distance, already understood that the strategy of raiding at night had completely failed. The shelling outside the city and the fire inside the city had illuminated the North City as bright as day.
"Now that we have been discovered, we will make a decisive decision and attack forcefully. We vow to retake the northern city wall and drive the Tatars out of the city." Fan Yongdou said through gritted teeth.
Following the orders of the heads of each family, groups of three to five hundred servants launched a direct attack. The business group even carried out Frankie and General No. 3.
Chen Chuanjin and a small team were guarding the corner of the west city wall. They used corpses to build a simple barricade-style formula.
Today, more than 500 battalion and guard soldiers were killed. Their corpses were used to build barricades. Because there was no material available, this was the only option. Anyway, it is winter, and dripping water turns into ice. Otherwise, if it were summer, one day would
Rotten.
At present, ammunition and supplies are still carried up by ladders outside the city wall, which is very inconvenient. Moreover, the transportation capacity is too small. The fifth regiment outside is working hard to build the earth slope to the city wall. Only when this earth slope is completed can it be possible to move a large number of
Send ammunition and additional troops up.
"Everyone is here. We all line up in two horizontal lines, using the fortifications as cover. The first team is responsible for shooting, and the second team is responsible for loading."
"Ready, fire!"
Following an order, fifteen flintlock guns flashed with fire from west to east. The shield soldiers who rushed to the front were immediately knocked over.
Their shields were made of iron. Unexpectedly, these shields were useless in the face of steel core bullets. The lead bullets hit the iron shields and shattered immediately.
However, the steel core inside directly penetrated the shield and then penetrated into the sword-shielder's body.
Qin Donghai watched as the sword and shield soldiers in front of him fell into pieces. He felt a pity in his heart. It was not easy to train these sword and shield soldiers. They spent too much effort, but unfortunately, they had no effect at all against pure firearms troops.
Qin Donghai yelled, "The archers are throwing missiles to interfere with them and make them unable to aim."
Then a hundred archers immediately bent their bows and fired light arrows. They saw clearly that these people were not wearing armor. Light arrows were enough to kill them.
A hundred light arrows rose into the air and fell towards the opposite side.
Wu Yun's soldiers don't care about these archers at all.
Although for ordinary Ming Dynasty soldiers, Mongolian archers are very difficult to defeat. Even if they use firearms to shoot archers, many people will still be hit by arrows. Because the Ming Dynasty's fire door guns really have no advantage against cavalry.
But Yang Fan's soldiers wore stab-proof uniforms and beaked helmets, which were enough to withstand the light arrows thrown.
As the arrows fell, many people developed arrows. These were arrows that were cushioned by cotton coats and then blocked by stab-proof clothing.
These musketeers don't care, just shoot them as you please.
They loaded and fired meticulously according to the requirements of the drill. After the rotation, they continued to load and shoot. The two periods alternated. Basically, there was a salvo every five seconds.
The city wall is only ten meters wide. No matter how many people there are, they can't use it. So at this time, when the number of people is limited, they can only rely on the quality and proficiency of the weapons to overwhelm the opponent and achieve the final victory.
Although the guards of the merchant group are capable of fighting, they have not learned how to cooperate as a team, and they train on their own. Anyway, when the camel team encounters robbers, they still have to rely on their real skills to drive these people away. Everyone must practice kung fu on their own.
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Qin Donghai looked at the people in front of him. Under the coercion of the supervising team, he rushed up one after another. Then he was hit on the head and face with muskets. Then he was killed and wounded everywhere.
He roared angrily in his heart and clenched his fists. This fight was really useless.
At this time, those who were carrying ladders under the city wall fell to the ground and became motionless under the concentrated fire of guns on the city wall. Ladders were thrown all over the floor, and some ladders even had their beams broken.
The last thirty meters have become a restricted area. No matter how hard we try, we can't get through.
A shield can't block the opponent's bullets. When shooting with a musket, someone else's is more accurate and has a bunker.
Qin Donghai sighed inwardly, except for the eldest son Fan Yongdou, the current Fan family were all mediocre. The battle plans they formulated were suppressed by the opponent at every turn.
It's probably very difficult to win with this style of play tonight.
At this time, a large number of people rushed onto the horse path at the corner of the city wall. They used a two-wheeled carriage frame cart with wooden boards nailed on the front and pushed it upward. A large number of swordsmen followed behind and swarmed forward.
Lin Hu noticed the situation on the horse trail immediately.
Under the city wall, the people in the streets had been completely suppressed by flintlock fire.
They were bombarded again, sending them flying in all directions. They also had to face flintlock fire on the city wall, dodging left and right, rolling and crawling in an awkward manner.
Now, the business group finally realizes that using ladders is unrealistic.
Because the streets were too narrow, all streets in this era were the same. As long as ten people used flintlocks, it was enough to block a street.
It is useless when there are many people, and it cannot be used at all.
No matter how many people there are, it will form a long team. There are only a few dozen people who can fight head-on. And these dozens of people are cannon fodder for the opponent to shoot.
The soldiers in front couldn't survive the volley fired every five seconds.
The attackers fell on the road of charge one after another, and the streets were covered with corpses one after another. On the roofs, the gunmen who were shooting at the city walls also fell down in the exchange of fire.
The gunmen on the opposite side were far better than them in terms of shooting skills and weapons. In less than half an hour, they had basically suffered all their casualties.
Now, the few options they have left include storming the horse trail.
Many of these people looked like porcupines, and the mountains were full of arrow shafts swaying.
The two horizontal lines fired an average of one shot every five seconds. The two teams coordinated, and the rate of fire reached a terrifying density of ten fires per minute.
The sword and shield soldiers in the front row fell one after another, and the rear gunners in the back were not afraid, forming a queue and continuing to move forward. They had loaded the ammunition and lit the match. They could fire at any time by pulling the trigger.
Bang bang bang! The muskets of Dark Cloud Team are coming.
Bang bang bang! Qin Donghai's matchlock troops immediately fired back.
However, Team Dark Cloud opened fire with half of their heads exposed on the corpse barricade. They were also wearing beak helmets.
Qin Donghai's matchlocks were concentrated on the barricade, because only half of Team Wuyun's head was exposed. But Qin Donghai's soldiers were all standing.
This is not lining up to be shot. The two sides are not equal at all.
One side has a bunker and the other side is standing. This is a one-sided massacre.
In less than a minute, the other side had fired ten times. This fifty-meter city wall was covered with the dead and wounded from the attacking side. Blood flowed on the ground like a river, flowing everywhere. The injured but not dead were rolling in the pool of blood and wailing.
Whether they were sword and shield soldiers, archers, or matchlock gunners, the two lines of them fired alternately, stopping Qin Donghai's men at a distance of thirty meters.
At this time, the people following Qin Donghai also rushed up. But no matter how many people there were, the flintlocks were in two stable groups, changing every five minutes.