Back to the end of Ming Dynasty to be a warlord

Chapter 264

"what happened?"

The captive soldiers also heard the gunfire.

Turg asked immediately.

The guards under him ran out quickly, and came back soon, reporting to Turg that the Ming army was firing, but the shot missed, and I don't know where it went.

Turge forced himself to relax, and smiled at the other chieftains: "These southern barbarians are playing tricks again. They still fight when they know they can't beat us. I think they're scared."

The other captive chiefs did not agree, and Turg had to do the work of these captive chiefs every day these days, encouraging them to persist for a few more days.

But all the captive chieftains, especially the two Mongolian Baylors, have no intention of fighting.

I complained to him all day that someone was sick, the horse lost weight, etc., which annoyed Turge but he didn't dare to force him, so he could only persuade him softly. Broken face went to the Ming Dynasty, so he dared not withdraw his troops without authorization.

Yu Ding, the soldier of the Three Banners, is also fine. He is Huang Taiji's servant, and he is still obedient at this time. The most difficult to deal with are his people with white flags. These people are nominally under Turg's direct command. But they are all slaves of the banner owner Duduo, and they swing at both ends of the first rat, Duoduo and Turge, which actually reflects the power struggle between Huang Taiji and Duoduo in the Xiangbai Banner.

Now these people are complaining to him openly and secretly. They are the most unstable group of people now, and they are also the most embarrassing group of people for Turg.

If I force them now, these people will definitely vote for Duoduo in the future. If this happens, Huang Taiji will not spare Turg, and Xiangbaiqi will have no place for him in the future.

It wasn't until yesterday that Turge had to cut off the heads of a Jialazhangjing and three Niulu Ezhens that he directly led, so that he temporarily suppressed this unhealthy trend. Those were the people he personally led Force, but only by killing one's own people will it not cause panic among others.

Today, Turge once again summoned the great captive chiefs, and had to continue to appease them, but he did not expect that the Ming army would fire a cannon.

Countless soldiers and civilians in Haizhou City felt sorry because the cannon shot hit the mountain.

Some people can't help but complain that the gunners are too poor, how can they hit the mountains? The camp of captive soldiers is so big that they can hit it with their eyes closed.

The gunner also had a blushing face, continued to reload with a sullen head, adjusted the amount of gunpowder, and must hit the target with his next shot.

It is very troublesome to load the red cannon. After firing once, water must be poured into the barrel to extinguish the sparks. A dry cloth is tied to a stick and inserted into the barrel to dry it. , these actions are rather slow and cumbersome.

And if you use a cannon cart, you have to re-aim and reset, even the fort needs to check the wooden wedges and re-strengthen it.

It took a quarter of an hour before the cannon was repositioned, and the gunner asked for instructions before firing the second shot.

This time Yang Chao was much smarter. In fact, everyone was smarter and covered their ears honestly. The roar was really hurtful.

There was another roar. Although the ears felt better, there was still some buzzing sound, and the chest and abdomen were still the same as before, as if being stuffed.

Yang Chao didn't care about these, and saw the shells fly high, draw an arc, and then smashed into the captive barracks, sweeping down a piece of captive barracks.

Immediately there were cheers, the gunner looked bright, and finally raised his morale, and then continued the loading procedure in an orderly manner.

Yang Chao was also quite satisfied, but what he was thinking in his heart was whether to leave the rain shed and go outside. He really couldn't stand the shock. Well, if he went outside, there should be a good excuse, that is to share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers , together in the rain!
Before Yang Chao decided to go out, the gunner finished loading again, and after asking Yang Chao for instructions, he fired another shot.

The shot went crooked again, and hit the nearby hillside at a slant.

The gunner continued to load in silence.

Next, it's either a crooked shot or a high shot.

Yang Chao didn't care anymore, he walked slowly on the city wall, encouraging his soldiers.

When these soldiers saw Yang Chao, their faces were full of admiration. Although they were a bit depressed these days, some soldiers had already started to regard Yang Chao as a hero. more fanatical.

Men worship heroes, and it has been the same since ancient times. Yang Chao was able to lead these people to fight the captive soldiers evenly, and still win more with less, which makes people excited and proud.

Seeing that he didn't walk in front of a soldier, that soldier puffed up his chest, his eyes were warm, Yang Chao himself was quite proud, and the feeling of being admired by others was still very good.

Yang Chao was no longer interested in watching the cannon, because Yang Chao just wanted to beat the captive soldiers, and he didn't have any hope for the result. Facts have also proved that the red cannon, which is accurate, probably lasts for two or three days. It may not be able to kill all the soldiers. Just now, it was bad luck to directly enter the camp. After more than ten cannonballs, none of the shells went in, but two shells hit the camp wall. , The half of the log flew up, which caused a burst of surprise, and the effect was zero.

In the camp of captive soldiers, Turg also relaxed. The cannon just now really scared him, which at least explained two problems and hidden dangers.

The first Haizhou city has the red cannons that give them a headache. They never thought about it before, because this is just a small city, and they shouldn’t have it based on their experience. I didn't find it, I didn't expect to meet someone with bad luck in Haizhou.

The second hidden danger is that the Ming army has cannons that can knock them down, which means that their camp is always under the threat of the opponent, and the opponent can beat them if they want to. Although it may not be able to kill many people, it is a blow to morale It's just too big.

But what worries Turge the most is how did the Ming army get the red cannons. If they had them, why didn’t they take them out to fight them before? There is only one possibility, the Ming army made it by itself.

The Ming army is in the city, and there is probably no shortage of bow and arrow materials. It is not surprising to build cannons, but Turge is worried. It is not the red cannon that is worried, but the ability of the Ming army to make cannons, because now there are One, does it mean that other red cannons will appear soon? Who dares to say that the Ming army casts one cannon at a time?
Thinking about the bombardment of many red-clothed cannons every day in my camp, if there are hundreds of cannons bombarding the city day and night like those guys in Liaodong, how can I play it?
No one was willing to continue to besiege Haizhou, but now that such a thing happened, how could they persist?

And it was just that cannonball that broke a few tents, wounded a few coats, and startled a few horses. It already made his subordinates cry, expressing that they could not hold on anymore. The suppression had lost its effect, and his subordinates were dead in vain.

"Hmph, it's just a few wounded Aha, none of the warriors died, why panic, now not only can't leave, but also have to fight back, otherwise they should be ridiculed by the Ming army, we Eight Banners warriors can't afford to lose this man !"

It's really difficult for Turg to use the aggressive generals. As a captive chieftain who has never read a book since he was a child and learned to fight by hunting and killing people, now he has no choice but to fight all kinds of tricks and black-bellied politics. Really unhappy.

"Turge Erzhen, it's not that everyone doesn't want to fight, and it's not that my Qing warriors are afraid. It's really tired after a long battle, and there are too many injuries. In all fairness, I am afraid of who will come in the Qing Dynasty. It's just too tired, everyone knows This battle can't go on. Tell me, when will you retreat?"

All of a sudden, Baya Lathong Zhangjing Shirgen, who was in the yellow flag, spoke.

Turge couldn't help feeling cold, and finally came. Hilgen is Tzu Zhangjing of the Zhenghuang Banner, the commander of the Bayara Barracks of the Zhenghuang Banner, and the Zhenghuang Banner is the banner directly under Huang Taiji, and Hilgen is the emperor of Zhengmiaohong The commander of the soldiers, he has already spoken, it seems that the military spirit is indeed useless.

And looking at the expressions on other people's faces, they were not surprised at all. Obviously, they had already discussed it with Hilgen in secret.

Now even the people on the Three Banners are not stable, how can we fight this battle, relying on the people directly under Turg?Moreover, the servants he directly led were also resentful because of his killing spree, beating, beating a fart.

With a sigh in my heart, I knew that the situation was over.

But Turg still held on to hope: "Okay, since Hilgenzhangjing has spoken, let's set a date, ten days, and we will retreat after ten days. Within ten days, I really don't want to hear anything If you retreat, you will be killed without mercy!"

Turge's cold words made others feel chilly. No one dared to stroke the tiger's beard at this time. Anyway, finally let Turge give in, and finally set a date, isn't it just ten days? Anyway, it's been so long For a long time, ten more days passed.

So no one objected, and they left the camp one by one, and no one wanted to stay with the violent Turg.

But then they heard another shot, and felt the whole camp shake.

Yang Chao was communicating with the soldiers one by one. He walked over to help the soldiers tidy up their armor and patted the shoulders, which made the soldiers' chests stand up even more.

But suddenly there was a cry of exclamation, and I couldn't help but look curiously. I saw many soldiers looking in the direction of the barracks camp. Even the gunners stopped reloading and looked at the Qushan camp stupidly.

Yang Chao looked over, but saw a large area of ​​trees above the mountainside of Qushan moving, as if walking.

Yang Chao couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

I saw that as the trees moved faster and faster, a large area of ​​the mountain fell down, directly hitting the barracks halfway up the mountain, and half of the barracks were buried in an instant.

The gunner trembled all over, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

Many soldiers also felt fear at this time, and many murmured: The mountain god is angry, the mountain god is angry!
(End of this chapter)