Chapter 353: Southern Expedition and Northern War Eighteen Sweeps (5)
Madaran has many soldiers, and the charge of the front team was blown down by the Chinese gunpowder barrel, and the back team continued to go up; the back team was blown behind by grenades, and the third team continued to pounce on the city, and Sultan Agong's guards The army also appeared among the siege team.
The princes of all Tumen under the Madaland Dynasty and the prefects of the coastal states led the team to fight. More than ten Tumen troops attacked the city at the same time. The local soldiers had chaotic weapons and the team was also in chaos. The prince and the prefect personally pressed the formation and had to rush forward; there was no way, the Sultan Agong personally supervised the formation. In addition, Agong used harsh means to suppress the rebellion a few days ago. Who dared not to show these princes or prefects? one time.
The fortress of the Chinese Merchant House is like a lonely reef in the sea. It is hit by waves again and again and again, and withstands the attack again and again. No matter how many different teams Sultan Agong transferred up, they are beaten in front of the tall Chinese Merchant House. After returning from a great defeat, the Wong Kar Guards who were supervising the battle had killed hundreds of deserters, but the attacking troops were still being repelled.
In this era, there were many wars between Southeast Asian countries, with militant monarchs, with hundreds of thousands of troops on the battlefield. However, whether in terms of strategy, tactics or weapons and equipment, the war technology level of Southeast Asian countries is not high. It is nothing more than a manpower to win. Therefore, the indigenous people from Southeast Asia who were in the army and fought in wars in this era had a great chance of becoming cannon fodder.
The corpses piled up and down the city wall again. In the afternoon, Sultan Agong transferred the main force of the guards who came to attack the city, and had to step on the corpse to approach the wall of the Chinese shopping mall fortress. Several private soldiers of the small feudal lords had already been The entire army was destroyed, and a morgue had been formed around the Chinese mall. Thousands of Madaran soldiers were corpses, and many others were screaming dyingly.
Yan Siqi, Wu Hao and others spent half a day without even taking a breath. All the Chinese soldiers and members of the Chinese Self-Defense Force in the mall were killed in blood, and all the mobile refugees were also put into the battle to defend the city. , Due to the serious lack of ammunition in the mall, the battle is often close to hand-to-hand combat to knock the Javanese down the city wall. The casualties rate of this battle is much higher than before. In just one morning, more than 500 people have been killed in the mall. , countless injured people, and all the injured who could still move gritted their teeth and insisted on the city wall.
Luo Aquan was not hurt at all.
This is not because he hid on the side and fought timidly, but because he has been hiding in every corner of the city, and fighting in close combat is not his strength. He used a few special heavy smoothbore rifle to kill the enemy commander, Luo Aquan, a In the morning, no less than thirty Madaran officers or nobles were killed, and about a few were Islamic clergy. Although he was not injured, several of the assistants who loaded his ammunition were killed and injured: this heavy smoothbore rifle was a weapon The research department is specially made by Luo Aquan, with a total length of 1.7 meters and must stand when loading ammunition, so there is a great chance of being hit by the Madaran firearm.
Luo Aquan has been looking for opportunities to kill Dutch gunners: The cannons of this era are more than 500 meters away. It basically depends on luck to hit a fixed target with a smaller area. After the full attack of the Madaran army began, the Dutch gunners It has been trying to approach the city wall and directly bombard the east gate of the fortress within 200 meters. At this distance, the special heavy smoothbore gun of the China Company can be hit. Of course, to accurately hit the target, it must rely on a natural sharpshooter like Luo Aquan. Okay, as soon as the war started, Luo Aquan noticed this group of Dutch gunners, killing several too high-profile Dutch people one after another. The gunners found that their brothers were hit by smoothbore gun bullets one after another. They sensitively found that the other party had sharpshooters taking care of them. They were in a hurry. He left the cannon and hid behind the elephant pulling the cannon, and did not dare to show his head anymore.
In the afternoon, Madarans who had lunch were performing a collective religious prayer ceremony.
Yan Siqi and others finally had the opportunity to take a breath, and sat under the wall to rest while gnawing on dry food.
Luo Aquan said to Yan Siqi in a calm and cruel tone: "There will be no ammunition soon,"
The caliber and ammunition of the heavy smoothbore gun are different from the Chinese military's standard flintlock musket and cannot be used for use.
Yan Siqi was stunned and smiled bitterly: "Uncle Luo, there are some grenades and powder kegs. After finishing the battle, let's fight, let's fight."
Luo Aquan shook his head and said, "It's certain to fight to the death. I mean the Red-Farewell Cannon. After I had no ammunition, I couldn't stop them from firing. The trenches outside the fortress had been filled by these natives. Once the people are blown away, we will definitely lose as soon as they rush in."
Yan Siqi was shocked and immediately jumped up like a spring and said, "No, you must block the door immediately,"
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In the afternoon, the Madaran army began the attack again, and the front line was replaced with relatively elite Sudanese guards. The firearm shooting in the fortress of the Chinese mall gradually stopped, leaving only the throwing of explosive firearms, and the rushing Sudan The Guards pushed two Dutch cannons closer to a place 100 meters away from the east gate. The remaining Dutch gunners, protected by dozens of Madaran Sultan Guards holding bronze shields, quickly rushed to the cannon and became busy. .
Luo Aquan beat a cold slap and knocked down a Dutch gunner. Then, his special ammunition was completely used up. He could use the firing medicine of the flintlock firing gun and then use paper buns to deal with it, but the accuracy of the shooting cannot be guaranteed. He sighed, grabbed a standard flintlock fire gun beside him, and said to the assistant behind him: "Everyone fights, fight," he said, "
"Boom, boom,"
Without the suppression of Luo Aquan's long-range sniper attacks, the Dutch cannons fired continuously, and cracks quickly appeared on the iron-clad oak gate of the east gate of the fortress.
During the war some time ago, the Madaland people did not have cannons, so the east and west doors of the fortress were not blocked. Now Wu Hao is taking people to tear down the inn in the mall, and he wants to use the removed items to block the door.
Yan Siqi cut off a Madaran Guards soldier with one knife and lay on the city wall to see: near the Dutch cannon position, thousands of soldiers from the Sudan Guards have gathered, and then look back at the mall. Wu Hao's work of demolishing the house was only half done after he was cramming.
He shook his head, summoned some of his guard members, ran down the city wall and came outside the east gate entrance. He saw that several cracks had appeared in the city gate under continuous shelling. The sun was shining through the cracks in the door entrance, and the crowd around the door entrance entrance entrance entrance. It was in chaos and was running around at a loss.
"Brothers of the Fifth Division, take me as the benchmark and look to the right. Colonel Yan Siqi, the commander of the Fifth Division, is here,"
Yan Siqi shouted loudly, holding a flintlock gun with a bayonet in his hand, standing attentively among the chaotic crowd.
The chaotic crowd suddenly became quiet, and everyone stopped running around, only the shouts of the Madaran people outside the city kept coming.
There were more than fifty soldiers of Yan Siqi's direct guard who could stand. His guard captain ran over immediately, took the lead at him in Yan Siqi's left hand position, and then shouted loudly: "The Fifth Division's Ballot Camp Battalion Commander Cheng Dongshan reported to him,"
"Sergeant Wang Haiyang from the Bian Battalion of the Fifth Division Headquarters"
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More than fifty soldiers stood at attention amid the rumbling cannons, and arranged in two rows on the open space more than ten steps outside the East Gate entrance hall. The panicked refugee self-defense forces and Chinese soldiers near them also calmed down and continued one after another. Behind them, lined up in a line.
Yan Siqi saw that his brothers were in place one after another and smiled coldly: "Prepare to shoot,"
All the soldiers raised their guns and aimed at them. The front row soldiers half-squatted and aimed at the front in a standard kneeling position. The flintlock muzzle with a bayonet was facing the east gate entrance.
"Sailor Marines are in place,"
"The third sentry of the Fifth Battalion of the Nanyang Brigade"
Yan Siqi looked back and saw more than a dozen sailors and marines. The soldiers of the Nanyang Brigade lined up the third row of shooting squads behind his direct guards of the Fifth Division. He nodded and smiled faintly, shouting in his greatest voice: Prepare a volley, three rounds of bayonet charge,"
"Boom,"
"Kala," the East City Gate was finally shattered by the Dutch artillery, followed by nearly 10,000 Madarams surrounding the mall shouting in unison, "Alaha Akba," (Great Allah,), and then With a tide-like cry, the first group of Madarans rushed into the east gate, waving Balan swords, machetes, spears, and rushing in with a ferocious face.
They rushed into the fortress with the hope of getting rich. They saw a neat three-row shooting array, as well as countless Chinese people who were waiting for the city gate in a half-moon shape, and the front-line Sudan Guards. Members wanted to stop and figure out what was going on, but the follow-up troops that kept pouring into the city gate pushed them towards the row of bright bayonets.
Yan Siqi whispered: "Open fire,"
“Hao chuck,”
More than 70 flintlock firings at the dense Madarans within a distance of more than ten steps, almost perfectly fired, and many bullets penetrated two human bodies, and Madarans were suddenly crowded in the city gate hole. A large area of people fell down, and the subsequent Madarans could not stop and tripped on their companions' bodies. Suddenly, there was chaos in the hole in the east gate, and cried and screamed.
After the Madarans in the city gate had a little clarified the situation, Yan Siqi's shooting array had quickly loaded the ammunition and began another round of volleys.
“Hao chuck,”
Another group of Madarans were knocked down in the city gate, and the subsequent troops were still squeezing in. The Madarans in front wanted to withdraw in panic, but they could not retreat at all. Thousands and tens of thousands of people outside the city. They are all squeezing here.
“Hao chuck,”
In the third volley in one minute, the Madaran's corpse had accumulated half a person in the east of Dongmen City. Wu Hao could block the city gate without demolishing the house with the corpse alone. In the narrow city gate hole The Madarans' numerical advantage is completely incapable of exerting.
Yan Siqi changed her mind and shouted loudly: "Everyone shoots freely,"
So, the Chinese soldiers with guns around and members of the temporary self-defense force all started to fire "bang" and even several old-fashioned mesh guns were shooting. After a while, blood flowed out of Dongmen City. The cave was screaming from the city gate, and the Madarans could not rush into the fortress.
After all, the Chinese army has few gunpowder bullets. Yan Siqi saw that he had almost finished shooting and ordered loudly: "Ceasefire, charge,"
"kill,"
The Chinese soldiers finally had the chance to kill each other happily. They responded together, rushed over with bayonets, stepped on countless corpses to drive the already terrified Madaran out of the east gate. They pushed the motor with bayonets The elite infantry of the Sultan Guards of the Lands were stabbed to death one by one, and almost even pursued the Dutch artillery positions.
Yan Siqi defeated the Madarans' total attack with this counterattack.
However, the firearms in the China Merchants Store were basically used up, and there was not much other ammunition left. If the Madarans still launched an attack on this scale the next day, Yan Siqi and others could only rely on their lives to fight.
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