Beiyang new warlord

"Sun Chun!"

At this time, Xiaochunzi just turned his head, and then pointed his thumb at the earthen wall, and a cry sounded from behind him again, and he turned around suddenly with a straight face in anger.

"I told you not to mention this matter again, General!"

He was taken aback by this sound, but there was another gunshot ahead, and Mao Jue couldn't care less about it, so he waved his hand violently.

"Within 100 meters near the city wall, can the shrapnel hit it?"

"So close?"

A little rosy was suppressed, Xiaochunzi opened his big eyes in surprise and shouted, not only him, but the rest of the artillerymen also opened their mouths in amazement.

The Hongyi cannon can shoot up to three kilometers away, but it has never been fired at such a close range!

"can not hit?"

Mao Jue's face immediately became gloomy, and Sun Chun immediately tightened his expression under agitation, fisted his chest with his right hand, and nodded simply.

"I can hit it!"

Chapter 148. Fighting Hearts and Eyes

One of Yuan Chonghuan's crimes was jealousy and killing friendly troops! During the defense of the capital, the Liao division fired artillery in the north of the city, but it hit the Mangui tribe in the east of the city. It wiped out a large number of friendly troops and rewarded Mangui, which made Chongzhen even more convinced of Yuan Chonghuan. Just a traitor, a spy.

From one perspective, this cannon is really difficult to fire. Yuan Chonghuan is still on the vast battlefield, but Mao Jue has two cannons in one regiment and fourteen Hongyi heavy cannons are all deployed in the camp, not far from the front position. At a distance of 400 meters to 500 meters, if the tiger squatting cannon shoots directly, it is okay. If this heavy artillery greets, if it is not good, it will all be greeted on its own head.

Turning the crank, beads of sweat dripped down the deputy gunner's forehead, and Xiaochunzi's forehead was sweating. He carefully tested the height with his thumb facing the wind direction. Even Mao Jue himself was dead. Stare at the cannons around you.

The angle was almost ninety degrees, and the limit distance of the ruler was almost stuck to the limit. The two soldiers holding the shrapnel kept the lead wire to the longest. At this moment, the statue-like Xiao Chunzi finally came alive.

"Get ready, fire!"

"Get ready! Master Fat!!!"

Long strips of shells were stuffed into the barrel, and the gun machine, similar to the firing device of the flintlock, waved with the flag and sprayed out with a whistling sound. Just as everyone was holding a heart, two black shadows dragged a long The tail sprayed into the sky.

outside the city.

Although the casualties are still one after another, but after all, it is not as exaggerated as hundreds of people were killed in a few seconds of yesterday's wave of charge. This kind of casualties of the iron cannon warriors, the iron cannon foot light can still bear, moving and shooting at the same time, the huge fish scale array has already Pushed to more than 50 meters under the trench.

Usually, I sneak up to the mountain to shoot rabbits or something, and my marksmanship is not too wasteful. A samurai just fired a gun, and his ears suddenly itched violently. Relying on his experience, he immediately shrank his head behind the thickest bamboo pillar. , and the shoulders are also on it.

However, the imaginary impact of the bullet did not come, and the itching of the ears became more intense. Finally, the iron cannon warrior raised his head in astonishment.

On his head, the black spot like a wasp whizzed into his eyes

Pfft!

Bamboo bundles were thrown under the earthen wall in a mess, many corpses wearing black bamboo armor were pressed under them, and precious iron cannons were also thrown on the ground. , After throwing garbage all over the floor, they dispersed in a crowd. Under a bamboo shelf, a samurai stared blankly at the sky. There seemed to be an extra eye on his forehead, a black and red blood hole.

There are 28 pellet-sized lead beads in one shot of shrapnel, [-] in fourteen gates, five rounds of shooting, and thousands of shotguns embedded in the position. The attack like the justice from heaven once again broke the fighting spirit of the Japanese. The attack, which was originally determined to win, was defeated like water, and the army of the two feudal clans shrank back to the camp outside the city like a rat crossing the street.

Mao Jue, on the other hand, stepped on his pair of black military leather boots with satisfaction, and once again paced on the top of the dirt wall. Facing the still thick Japanese army main formation, he wiped his nose with his thumb in a very arrogant manner.

The war entered into a boring and irritating stalemate again. The second day's attack was repulsed, and the two powerful feudal clans did not dare to attack like Mao Jue's trench for a while. After two or three days, the Ming army Once again, he entered a leisurely state of smoking a cigarette to pass the time, but also because of the thick army of samurai behind him, Mao Jue's attack on Nagasaki City was delayed.

To be honest, this kind of stalemate is not good for Mao Jue. He is working on an expedition. Although he has looted a batch of food from the local area, plus the military food on board, it is enough for the Ming army for more than a month, but the two powerful vassals With the support of the territory of nearly a million shi, their food is inexhaustible. As for the Nagasaki city behind them, although I don’t know how the city’s grain is, Kaifeng city in the late Ming Dynasty was able to support it for a year under the siege of Li Zicheng. For a long time, it shouldn't be a problem for Nagasaki to support for a month, right?

The three battleships were still patrolling the sea, and two waves of Japanese soldiers tried to leave the port, but were blasted back by cannons.

But Mao Jue was in no hurry.

In the sound of creaking, three gates in the long trench were lowered together, and more than 100 cavalrymen roared out from each gate, rushing fiercely towards the Japanese army camp. With the big bow and iron cannon, he was nervously preparing.

However, the cavalry of the Ming army had no intention of rushing into the formation at all. The fast horses rushed to about 60 meters in front of the formation and made a beautiful drift. The sturdy cavalry shot their carbines at the Japanese army one by one.

The wood hit by the bullets crackled and exploded with thorns, and the samurai who was hiding behind suddenly burst into blood on his chest and arms, screaming and falling backwards. And the bow was thrown out violently, hitting the front of the formation with a bang, but unfortunately, these can only be regarded as farewell gifts for the Ming army. The nimble cavalry is too difficult to be captured. Even if stray bullets occasionally hit the Ming army, the thick cotton armor and the zijia piece inside also stuck the projectiles outside. The Ming army encountered the Houjin army on the Liaodong battlefield. The armor-breaking problem is now perfectly displayed in front of these Japanese people.

He ran back to his tower comfortably, reloaded the shorter flintlock gun, and in the eyes of those Japanese, he slammed his legs against the horse. Under the shouts of the leading general Liu Chong, the cavalry launched a fierce attack again.

In fact, such a fight could not kill dozens of Japanese pirates a day, but it was a fatal blow to the morale of the Japanese. As for the loss of cavalry, the number of Japanese warriors guarding the wooden fence gate was obviously declining.

Not only did the cavalry go out to battle during the day, but during the few days when the Japanese were avoiding the battle, Mao Jue gave full play to what is called a mosquito tactic, and I don’t know how many dark ditches he dug. With a bang, the head exploded. Sometimes, if one didn’t pay attention, these bold Ming soldiers would actually kill them to the edge of the wooden wall, shooting relentlessly at the tent inside, and regardless of the result of the battle, they would run away after letting go. Sometimes the tent was destroyed. Even if you beat it to pieces, you can't hit the people inside, but you suddenly woke up in your sleep, and when you looked up, the bullet grazed the tip of your nose. If you are a normal person, you have to collapse, right?

On the fourth day, the commander-in-chief of the Japanese army finally exploded. After chasing the fleeing Ming army, thousands of cavalry rushed out of the barracks angrily with swords in hand. As a result, this time, Mao Jue set off fireworks again at night.

"It's too short!"

Dragging the dead Japanese war horses back from outside the earth wall, the Huotou army began skinning and slaughtering on the spot. At any rate, this can also replenish some army rations. He muttered in satisfaction.

It's not that he has high vision. The Japanese war horses of this era are really short, with a shoulder height of only 1.2 meters and 1.3 meters, which is about the size of a donkey.

In Mao Jue's complaint, the Japanese horses carefully raised by warriors were skinned and boiled on the spot, but the "Li Chao elite" who was wearing navy blue military uniforms and no armor came to the door.

"General Mao, Mrs. Li Shanhai welcomes you!"

Although the fighting has been lively these past few days, there is really nothing wrong with Li Chaojun. With their combat effectiveness, Mao Jue is worried that they will collapse inexplicably if they are fighting soy sauce on the battlefield.

However, in line with the principle of waste utilization, Mao Jue did not let them idle. In addition to the Ming army, there were more than 1 Japanese coolies in the trench. After digging the trench, they were no longer needed. These Li Chao soldiers happened to be used as guards.

If even a group of unarmed ordinary people can't see it, this friendly army is too useless, right?Muttering in his heart, Mao Jue hurried over with a team of personal guards, but when he arrived at the place, what happened to Li Shanhai really made Mao Jue frown.

"Someone has sneaked in!"

Mao Jue's defensive formation is a bit like a sickle, with the sickle blade facing the outside. All four regiments are here, and the rear defense is much sparser. Only one regiment of the Xiongjin mercenary regiment was used. The remaining two This regiment was used as a reserve force to support at any time. The devil soldiers in the city were already frightened, like the Zu Dashou Department in Dalinghe, they dared not send troops easily.

But even if the Koryo Regiment had no cavalry, removing the nine artillery posts guarding the more than 3000-meter-long earthen wall was still unavoidable. Last night, a dozen devils turned over and mingled with the Japanese coolies.

The Japanese are more anxious than Mao Jue. Although sleepy can kill the Ming army, what kind of place is this, Nagasaki!The only port city of Japan, the North Korea, Ming Dynasty and Nanban trade can bring tens of thousands of taels of profit every month. This is still the money bag of the shogun. If it is not recovered sooner, the shogunate will blame it sooner or later and take the opportunity to cut stones It's not necessarily high, but they are already scared by the sharp artillery bullets of the Ming army, so they can only play with their eyes.

Mao Jue's men plus Li Shanhai's subordinates plus the sailors borrowed from the Dongjiang River were barely more than 900 points, less than 1000. They were assigned to a regiment of Tsushima, and the sea warships occupied more than 6000 people. Now the trenches There are only more than 1 horses in the village. If the Japanese army launches an attack, and more than [-] Japanese people start a turmoil in the center, it will be really troublesome. No wonder Li Shanhai was scared like a grandson.

Now he is already a grasshopper tied to the same rope with Mao Jue, and no one can run away. While regretting that he didn't bring thousands of soldiers and horses, the old guy nervously circled down to a separate earth wall, or It was the Japanese who were lying or sitting looking over.

It can be clearly seen that there are a few more small circles in the crowd, those who used to be townspeople, or local tyrants in wine houses, just like the owner of the Jijiu shop in Brother Yixiu, these people gathered in a sneaky way I don't know what to mutter together, and there are people drilling into the crowd like worker bees.

What an old fox Li Shanhai was, he could see through this trick at a glance. Looking at this scene along his fingers, Mao Jue really had a headache and knocked on his head.

Humans are really the worst animals to manage.

"Master Li, do you have any good suggestions?"

With a slash on his neck, Li Shanhai grinned murderously, and replied like a ghost.

"Kill all of them!"