The Rise of Ming Dynasty 1646

Chapter 785 "Exploding in advance" (kneeling for five-star praise)

In the distance, the Dragon Guard infantry line has begun to move south.

Zhu Linmi flicked the reins, led the imperial battalion to follow, and said to herself, "But I didn't think that Jianlu would not fight me at the foot of Jinzhou City, but ran to Songshan to die in this narrow place, and the heavens have eyes."

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Rufeng mountain.

Zhang Luxiang was carrying a basket of gunpowder in his hand, looking anxiously at the Qing army rushing from all over the mountains and fields, and at the precious cannons beside him, finally couldn't hold back, and walked a few steps to Mu Han, who was holding a binoculars to check the enemy's situation Side, "President Mu Lian, there are too many thieves, we should send some Japanese soldiers to guard the cannon..."

Most of the Ming troops who stayed in Songjin were transferred to Jinzhou by the emperor. It was only because those 42-pound cannons were not easy to move, so the artillery company under Mu Han who was in charge of these cannons stayed in Songshan with the cannons.

Unexpectedly, the hussars on guard yesterday reported that tens of thousands of captives were rushing in, so Mu Han hurriedly ordered the cannons to be dragged up to Rufeng Mountain, and carefully arranged them.

Fortunately, those Japanese soldiers, Korean soldiers, and Australian natives did not go with the emperor's army because of their lack of combat power. At this time, they became the main combat force on Rufeng Mountain.

And Mu Han, who has the highest military rank here, also temporarily assumed the command of defending against the enemy.

Mu Han turned his head and smiled when he heard the words: "Master Zhang, there is no need to worry, I have my own measure."

"President Mu Lian, these cannons are worth thousands of gold..."

Mu Han winked, "How about we make a bet? I said that the captives would never approach this place, and even if they did, they wouldn't have the slightest thought of these cannons."

"What President Mulian said is true?"

"My lord," a soldier at the side interrupted him, pointing to the foot of the mountain and said to Mu Han, "The captives from the south are within two miles."

"Okay, let the small guns start hitting the enemy too. The heavy guns are going to be ready for shot."

The "small guns" that Mu Han mentioned were dismantled from the bastion of Rufeng Mountain. In fact, they were all nine-pound and six-pound guns, but he was used to seeing 42-pound guns recently, and other guns felt light and heavy. Small.

"Yes!"

Soon, the sound of cannons in the mountains suddenly became denser, and the unexpected addition of more than a dozen cannons immediately caused a panic in the Qing army attacking the mountain.

However, there are only fifteen cannons in total, no matter how powerful the firepower is, falling into the crowd of tens of thousands is just like putting a few ink dots on a scroll that is several feet long.

Because Hauge gave the order to die, although some captive soldiers were constantly torn apart by shells or rolled down the mountain wailing, the Qing army was still slowly approaching the mountainside under the pressure of the supervising team led by Wakda himself.

Finally, when Jianlu, who rushed the fastest, was less than a mile away from the Ming army, those 42-pound guns were replaced with shotguns.

Thousands of iron beads, iron slag, etc. burst out from this cannon, and the lethality is dozens of times greater than the previous solid bullet.

At the same time, under the command of Li Yezhi, Huashan Jiushou and Dongxiang Lizhong's Japanese soldiers pushed the stones and giant trees that had been prepared down the mountain.

Under the joint attack of shotguns and rolling logs and rocks, Jianlu's troops suffered heavy casualties, and even some people fled down the mountain with their heads in their arms.

Wakda saw the shaking on the south side from a distance, so he rushed to suppress it himself, and at the same time sent someone to urge Tun Qi, who was in charge of the main attack on the bastion, to speed up.

Tunqi was also desperate, leading more than a hundred Ba Yala elites to rush to the front, and more than a thousand infantrymen on his side followed him in a scattered formation to climb up.

Perhaps because of their good luck, only six to seventy people were killed by artillery along the way, seeing that the dilapidated bastion was already in front of them.

It was only at this time that Tunqi could see clearly that the defense line of the Ming army was still more than 200 steps behind the bastion.He didn't care about thinking too much, took a deep breath, and rushed out against the sound of the rumbling guns, and the man squatted under the outer wall of the bastion in the blink of an eye.

When his troops arrived one after another, he pulled out his saber and jumped out of his hiding place, shouting loudly: "Give me all! The first to reach the top of the city will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver and be promoted to three levels!"

The captive soldiers beside him immediately howled and turned in from the gap in the outer wall of the bastion, and at the same time shot randomly towards the city with bows and guns.

However, the violent counterattack they expected has never appeared.

In less than a meal, Tun Qi was already standing on the top of the inner wall of the bastion, he couldn't help but feel overjoyed, it turned out that the barbarians had abandoned the fortress!

He hurriedly ordered his subordinates, "Hurry up, go and tell the general that I have captured the enemy base!"

Just as the right wing of the Qing army had rushed to more than 300 steps away from the Ming army, the Japanese soldiers on the hillside began to fire down with iron cannons.Taking advantage of the condescending momentum of the firecrackers, many captive soldiers were shot down.

Although the hit rate was extremely low due to the distance, the repeated firing of the firecrackers was horrifying, which further lowered the morale of the captive soldiers who had already been battered by cannons and rolling logs and rocks.

Wakda cut down five or six soldiers who wanted to escape in a row, and hundreds of deserters were killed by the supervising team beside him, which finally made the captive soldiers cut off their thoughts of fleeing.

But the attack of the defenders in front really frightened the Jianlu soldiers. At this moment, someone shouted excitedly: "Master Tunqi has captured that fortress!"

All the captive soldiers turned their heads to look at it, and saw that the yellow dragon flag was replaced on the bastion, and some people ran towards that side immediately - hiding under the fortress is not a cowardly escape, since it can avoid the artillery fire of the Ming army , and will not be chopped off by the supervising team.

As more and more captive soldiers discovered this "safe haven", two to three thousand people quickly gathered under the bastion, and people continued to rush here from behind, it was "difficult to find an inch of land".

Inside the bastion, a pockmarked Jianlu Xiaoqi led a few of his men, muttering in a low voice, "Find a hiding place until the battle is over." He quickly walked towards the bottom of the bastion.

Several people pushed open a closed wooden door, and suddenly found dozens of boxes piled up in the corner of this empty room, with thick hay in the middle.

"This is probably a grain storage room," Mazi said with a straight face, "The barbarian left in a hurry and didn't have time to transport the grain and grass away."

As he spoke, he stepped forward to lift a wooden box, and immediately wondered: "It's so light, isn't it grain and rice?"

A captive soldier pulled out a single knife, stepped forward to pry open the box, pointed to the dark yellow cotton stuff inside and said with a smile: "No wonder they left it here, but it's some old cotton."

"Damn it, I wanted to find some grain and rice, and I can count on it later." Mazi pried open another box cursingly, and seeing that there was still "old cotton" inside, he couldn't help but feel annoyed, so he threw the box away. The wooden box was still on the ground, and he was still puzzled, so he stepped forward and kicked it hard...

Mu Han was quite proud of Zhang Luxiang and said: "Master Zhang, just watch, just wait for more captives to gather..."

Without warning, there was a sudden explosion on the mountainside, which caused Mu Han and the others' ears to tingle.

At the same time, flames erupted from the bastion in the mountain, as if the Rufeng Mountain volcano had erupted.A large number of bricks and stones were lifted up by more than ten feet by the huge explosion, and then fell heavily.

The Jianlu soldiers who had been hiding around the bastion were miserable.First, 500 people died on the spot in the flames and shock generated by the explosion, and then hundreds of people were killed by the blast or falling bricks and stones.

Almost in an instant, the vicinity of the bastion became an endless purgatory. Countless limbs and broken arms flew around, blood flowed down the hillside, and a large number of captive soldiers rolled and wailed on the spot, some just rolled over. downhill...

Mu Han was stunned for a moment, then stomped his feet and cursed angrily: "Damn it! Who ordered the fire to be ignited in advance?!"

Seeing that the soldiers beside him were also looking at each other in blank dismay, he knew that there might be some unexpected situation, so he quickly calmed himself down and ordered: "Quick, let the Japanese soldiers and Australian soldiers rush down the mountain immediately while the captives are in a panic!"

"Yes!"

Mu Han waved his hand behind him again, "Brothers in Paoying, change the bayonet and follow me to kill the thief!"

The Jian captives who attacked the mountain were all frightened out of their wits by the huge explosion, especially the 4000 people who were close to the bastion, they immediately uttered a cry, turned their heads and fled.

And the supervising team behind them also looked ashen, not only did they ignore the deserters, but many also ran along with them.

At this moment, Huashan Jiushu, who was wearing a white cloth on his head, stood up suddenly from the mountainside, drew out his samurai sword and shouted, "Shash!", and then rushed down the mountain first.

Behind him, dozens of Banner soldiers and more than 200 Shimadzu soldiers rushed down shouting, each armed with katana swords and spears.

The Uesugi Army not far away received the order a little later, and nearly 2000 people also rushed out quickly, showing a tendency to catch up from behind.The military exploits of the last time the bastion was blown up were all taken by the Shimadzu army. This battle is probably the last chance for the Uesugi army to perform this trip.

The five hundred Australian soldiers in the north appeared to be more well-trained-they were selected by Lin Yaocen from thousands of Australian "hunting teams", and they were trained by retired soldiers of the Dragon Guard.

The muscular and dark-skinned native soldiers lined up in a horizontal line three feet apart, holding a shield in one hand and a sharp short spear in the other, pressing down on the bewildered Jianlu like a giant black roller.

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When Deng Shan heard the astonishingly loud noise on Rufeng Mountain, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly ordered to march faster.

The 4000-strong Polu Battalion under his command was responsible for covering the right wing of the Ming army, that is, in the direction of Rufeng Mountain.According to the previous reports, there were enough Wanjian captives on the mountain, and the enemy would come condescendingly, so his task was quite difficult.

When they reached the east side of the foot of the mountain, Deng Shan's troops immediately lined up in three infantry lines at the front and back, with a distance of four feet from each other.

This formation is extremely resilient. Once the enemy's offensive is too fierce, the front line of infantry can shrink back to buffer, and after slowing down the momentum of the enemy's impact, they can concentrate on annihilating them.

Thousands of soldiers from the Polu battalion were able to complete their formation. When Deng Shan looked up, he saw the overwhelming number of captive soldiers rushing down on Rufeng Mountain, and the one who rushed to the front was less than [-] steps away from his own line of defense.

He couldn't help clenching his fists secretly, and he was ready to fight a tough battle in his heart.

For a moment, the drums in the Polu camp stopped, followed by the commander's shout, "Aim!"

"put!"

Immediately, more than 1000 rifled guns spewed flames together, and there were bursts of screams in the Jianlu army.

Deng Shan raised his binoculars to observe the charging momentum of the Qing army, in order to judge whether the infantry in the front row should be retreated or another round of salvo should be fired.

However, the scene in front of him made him startled—thousands of captives rushing like a flood seemed to have no intention of fighting. After being shot dead by the volley just now, they immediately broke up and fled to both sides without hesitation. , It was as if what stood in front of them was not flesh and blood soldiers of the Ming army, but a high wall made of gold and stone.

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