Zhang Ning rode his horse and followed the brigade to the city wall for more than 200 steps. Suddenly he felt an unpleasant smell, so he turned around and asked casually: "Do you smell the smell?" Old Xu took two strong breaths and said calmly: "Yes. Golden Juice.”
"What is gold juice, a weapon for defending the city?" Zhang Ning asked again.
At this time, Song Hu couldn't help but said: "It's just boiled excrement water. If you get burned by that thing, it's not a joke. No medicine can cure it, and the wound will definitely fester!"
Zhang Ning: "..."
Suddenly there was a loud crackling sound, and the bad horse under Zhang Ning screamed in fright, and retreated repeatedly. Wood chips flew from the tower, screaming horribly, and a man jumped down from the building screaming, with white blood on his body. The smoke and water vapor seemed to be a pot of "golden juice" above that had overturned and touched their own people. With a dull sound, the smoking man fell hard from the height of the battle to the bottom of the city. He did not fall to death and struggled there. The cry is extremely miserable.
The sporadic and inaccurate missiles from the tower disappeared, shouts and cries were heard, and there was chaos. This situation at least doubled Zhang Ning's confidence: the defender's ability to withstand attacks was almost negative. He was in Fengxia Mountain has been tinkering for several months, and the training firearms team is certainly aware of the lethality. Under the current conditions, a salvo of more than 20 people can hit a few people on the tower at most, and the defenders will not be able to bear a few casualties. Talk about resilience.
However, being hit by a lead shot is indeed more tragic than being hit by an arrow. If you are shot in the torso, you will definitely not survive. The lead shot is soft and cannot penetrate the human body. When it is hit, it will cause large-scale lacerations due to the derailment movement. Even the limbs will be disabled if shot. , the medical conditions of this era cannot be cured at all.
Wei Bin shouted to change the team. After firing, the first row retreated and was busy cleaning the muskets with a purge. The second row stepped forward and raised their guns one after another after hearing the command. In actual combat, the movements were not as neat as in training, but order was still maintained. good.
The crackling of gunpowder, the shouts of generals, the beating of drums echoed with the screams on the tower, and the projectiles were like tiny hailstones destroying the old brick and wood tower. The tower was also simple, with no crenellations, but wooden battens. The built perforations have very limited defense against musket projectiles, and lead pellets can penetrate the decayed wooden boards without any pressure within a hundred steps.
Eight consecutive volleys were fired, and the naked eye could see that the city tower was in a mess and riddled with bullet marks. The crackling of gunpowder temporarily stopped, and the sky above the camp was filled with gunpowder smoke. The pungent smell of gunpowder made Zhang Ning feel short of breath. "Ouch" in the distance The screams, cries, and moans seemed to plunge the whole world into pain and torture.
After a while, seven or eight soldiers at the rear of the camp trotted towards the city gate with various tools. Half of them were holding large square shields made of wooden boards, and the others were holding shovels, shovels and other tools. They ran to the city gate with almost nothing. After receiving a long-range attack, when they arrived at the place, the shield hand protected the left and right sides, up and down, and the others hurriedly waved their tools and started working. The bricks were paved near the city gate, but it was quickly pushed aside, and everyone was under the door. Digging.
After a while, there was a burst of yelling and cursing from the tower, and some people in tattered clothes and cloth-wrapped heads emerged, lifting logs and rocks and throwing them down. As soon as the group of people appeared, there was a loud noise from the camp in the open space below. There was an explosion immediately above, and the howling of ghosts and wolves was extremely exaggerated. Several people were squeezed from the city. As soon as the gunfire stopped, more rocks were thrown down, and a wooden shield below was knocked over, followed by several arrows. Yu flew down from above. The sergeant holding the shield was unlucky. He was arching his back to pick up the wooden shield. As a result, he happened to be hit by an arrow in the back of his neck. He immediately hugged his neck and fell to the ground, kicking his feet wildly and screaming. The sergeant behind quickly grabbed his ankle and dragged him into the wooden shield for defense.
The war at this time was so close. I could hear the shouts on the city tower clearly. I could only hear someone shouting: "Go and get the oil, tung oil!" "Wrap the arrowheads with cloth strips. Where is the oil? Send someone quickly to find it."
!" "Send someone to hold the door open to prevent thieves from getting in."
Zhang Ning looked back to the left and right and said: "General Daqing thought we wanted to dig a hole and crawl in."
Not long after, one of the diggers turned around and waved his arm. Upon seeing this, Wei Bin ordered another group of prepared soldiers to move forward. There were shields in front and on the left and right, and two people in the middle were carrying a man.
The big wooden barrel with iron hoops walked quickly forward.
Now it finally became clear to the people above. Someone was shouting: "The thieves are probably carrying gunpowder. They are going to blow up the door!"
When the people carrying the medicine approached the city gate, some burning logs were thrown down from the city tower, but most of them missed, and one or two were blocked by shields. Then there was another volley of muskets, and there was chaos above.
A ball.
The man who dug the pit carried the tools, threw away the wooden shield, and ran back. The people behind finally moved the barrel into the pit under the city gate, and then most of them turned around and ran away. The one who was hit by an arrow in the neck
The people were also carried away, leaving two torch bearers pulling out the fuses. Now there were no torches thrown on the tower. Occasionally someone would pop up to draw the bow, release the arrow and then hide.
When Zhang Ning saw this, a stone fell from his heart, and he pulled out his long sword from his waist. Wei Bin also prepared the sword. The two soldiers at the gate of the city on the opposite side threw their torches and ran back.
After a while, there was a loud "boom" sound, and the ground shook like an earthquake. A large plume of black smoke shot up from the city gate, pieces of earth, stone and wood scattered in all directions, and the bricks and dust on the city wall fell down.
Many Shu horses were so frightened that they ran backwards, and some miscellaneous soldiers felt sorry for the valuable horses and hurriedly chased them.
All the soldiers stared in front of them dumbfounded. With the help of his men, Zhang Ning finally managed to control his frightened mount. He also paid attention to the black smoke in front. He could not see anything in the thick black smoke, and he was not very clear.
Whether the city gate collapsed or not? Zhang Ning was unable to calculate the explosive yield of black powder when planning. The sound of this thing is very loud and its power is unknown; there is no way to estimate it through experiments, because the resources and productivity of Fengxia Mountain are very limited.
The output of gunpowder was very small, and it was very difficult to meet the needs of artillery. Raw materials such as sulfur traveled long distances and cost a lot of money to obtain.
Therefore, in order to increase the chance of breaking through, they first dug a hole under the door and then placed a powder keg. This method was also based on the weak defense of this county.
There was no wind around, and the billowing smoke was slowly rising and dissipating. In order to prevent the city from organizing a second wave of defenses, Zhang Ning finally shouted: "Order the attack."
Wei Bin got on his horse, pointed at the thick smoke with his single sword, and shouted: "Kill!" The soldiers picked up their muskets and ran forward. They let go of those whose guns had not been loaded and drew their single swords to follow the group. Zhang Ning held his sword and
He and his men also rushed towards the city gate.
Everyone ran into the thick smoke, only to see that the city gate had been opened, the wooden door fell in a mess, and the wooden blocks on the ground were still burning sporadically. The morale of the soldiers was greatly boosted, and the shouts were mixed with coughs. They dispersed the rectangular square formation and raised small flags.
They rushed in as a group and ran.
He rushed into the city without encountering resistance. After entering the city, the troops formed formations one after another without encountering a fight. Zhang Ning looked back and saw that there were still many living people in a mess on the city towers and walls, so he shouted: "Zongqi Zuo!
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The big-headed man Chen Gai ran over and said: "The final general is here!" Zhang Ning looked at him and said: "You immediately lead the Zuo General Banner to the first, and the second team to go to the city to eliminate the enemy soldiers. Kill those who resist, and disarm those who surrender.
.There is no need to garrison this gate after the attack, and then the prisoners will be escorted to the county government office to join the brigade."
Chen Gai cupped his fists and said: "The final general will get the order!"
"Wei Baihu! Reorganize your formation and march towards the county government office."
"Got the order!"
The people below the city were lining up, and Chen Datou had already led a swarm of people to rush up along the steps of the inner wall. Zhang Ning looked back and saw a young man dressed as a commoner sitting on the ground holding a spear and panicking.
Shouting, Chen Datou rushed forward, holding a knife and stabbing the young man in the stomach. The screams sounded heartbreaking at close range, and the young man rolled some distance down the stone steps.
He fell to the ground and was still alive. He covered his stomach with both hands. A pool of soft stuff that seemed to be intestines flowed out. The ground was covered with blood. Zhang Ning felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach and his face turned pale. The young expression on his face
I couldn't get it out of my mind, and that expression was so distorted to the extreme.
The miscellaneous soldiers and baggage were still outside the city, and Zhang Ning couldn't take care of them anymore. He followed the large group of people and marched north along the street.
The doors of the shops on the left and right sides of the street were all closed, and there were no common people. The road was extremely easy to walk. There were some people who looked like Xiang Yong running away in front, and it was impossible to organize a resistance. Many of the Xiang Yong who escaped had long and short weapons in their hands.
, only this feature resembles an armed force, other than the chaotic appearance and clothing, it does not look like an army at all. Zhang Ning realized that the troops in his hands can be called elite soldiers.
The troops quickly advanced to Xianqian Street, and the county government was already in sight. The official office was similar to most local government offices, and it was in tatters. A group of people came out from the screen wall, each holding weapons and there was no queue.
Among them were official servants wearing tall hats, and officials wearing official uniforms. There were about a hundred people in total.
Zhang Ning's men and horses stood up when they had reached more than 200 steps, and formed a dense formation of ten columns deep under the officers' orders, because the main street was not as wide as the open space outside the city.
A young man wearing a green robe and a black gauze official hat first caught Zhang Ning's attention. Zhang Ning has also been an official. Of course, he understands the clothing level of officials. At the county government level, seventh-grade officials wearing blue robes
There is only the magistrate, and this young man must be the magistrate, the highest chief executive of Shimen County.
The young official said loudly: "As an official of the Ming Dynasty, I protect the land on behalf of the emperor, eat the emperor's food to maintain loyalty, and serve the country with justice and sacrifice. Today is the day!"
Zhang Ningce immediately stepped forward, pointed his sword at those people and shouted: "Except for the officials, the others are afraid that they will not get any royal food. Why should everyone risk their lives? Surrender can avoid death."
Most of the people looked at the neat queue on the opposite side with fear, all wearing iron helmets and clothes, and slowly took a few steps back.
The young county magistrate pointed at Zhang Ning and cursed: "thief!"
Wei Bin, who was behind, said angrily: "Your Highness, there is no need to talk nonsense with them. A few rounds of volleys will kill the problem."