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Chapter 392 Mao Wenlong and Huang Taiji meet for the first time

Huang Taiji looked at the arrow tower that was smashed into powder from a distance, and felt as if he had been hit with a hammer.

"Siege..." With a dark face, Huang Taiji waved his hands expressionlessly and ordered the siege.

On the "quiet" battlefield, the shrill horns and drums sounded again.The siege team a thousand steps away began to slowly move towards Zhenjiang Fort.

They approached Zhenjiang Fort with slow steps, carrying ladders, wooden planks, and wooden shields, the Houjin soldiers shouted and rushed towards Zhenjiang Fort like a tide.

"...Tartars are really rare this time!" Mao Wenlong squatted behind the city wall, looked at the attacking Tartars, and made a dissatisfied evaluation.

The flow of people attacking the city in Houjin soon passed the moat. The moat was not wide and the water was shallow.

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On the city wall, countless calm commanding voices have already sounded.

"Grenade, get ready..."

"Ten steps, throw..."

There was a loud shout, and a puff of green smoke rose from the originally silent city wall, followed by a piece of iron lump...

Huang Taiji looked at the thing flying out of Zhenjiang Fort, and knew something was wrong in his heart, so he held the whip tightly in his hand.

"boom……"

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The grenade exploded violently, and there was a loud noise like thunder, which instantly covered all the sounds on the battlefield.The first burst of lightning and flint just passed, followed by the second burst...

"Boom..." There was another burst of thunder and flint.

Huang Taiji looked at the lightning and flint that came one after another, he was horrified, beyond words, what he said in the letter was like a thunderbolt, he was indeed right, Zhenjiang Fort threw thousands of grenades this time , Only then did such an effect, Huang Taiji looked at the Zhenjiang Fort filled with smoke in shock, and was speechless for a long time.

Since Huang Taiji ordered a feint attack, just as a lump of iron was dropped on the city wall, the soldiers of the Houjin who attacked the city below immediately threw away the ladders, door panels, and ran back quickly. In a burst of thunder-like thunder.

There was already a lot of scolding behind the city wall.

"Stop, stop, stop, don't throw it away, the tartar is such a softie, they all ran away, don't throw it away..., do you hear me, tell you not to throw it away..." Baihu, the general manager, couldn't help yelling at himself The soldiers under his command, so as not to waste grenades, the siege tartars just pretended to put up the ladder, and few climbed up. When they saw green smoke rising from the top of the city, some people went back without turning their heads. Run away, this time I threw thousands of grenades, some of them were killed, but the results were not as "rich" as the first time, General Banner and hundreds of households cursed and yelled.

The archery towers that had been trying to suppress them with bows and arrows a little farther away from the city wall also retreated one after another. People pulled the archery tower back, some were unlucky, and were even "rubbed" by the grenade thrown so far that the archery tower collapsed.

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"The Tartars came too rarely this time, so many grenades were thrown away for nothing..." Mao Wenlong had anticipated the consequences early on, and now that the thick smoke under the city wall hadn't cleared, Mao Wenlong couldn't help complaining.

"Marshal, even though it is a lot thinner, there are still a lot of victories. After throwing thousands of grenades, two or three hundred heads will be obtained..., this will not be a loss. If you do this Forget it, I can think about it..." A follower beside Mao Wenlong explained Mao Wenlong jokingly.

"Boy, I threw two or three thousand grenades, and only two or three hundred people were killed. Is that worth it? If the 1 grenades are thrown away, there will only be one thousand heads? If 6 to [-] grenades are thrown away, Don't they only have four or five thousand heads? The Tartars have fifty or sixty thousand people, and the grenades are gone, so let's drink the northwest wind?" Mao Wenlong immediately taught his followers a lesson.

"...Hehe..., Commander, you are not satisfied with five or six thousand Tartar heads! You know, our Zhenjiang Fort has only four to five thousand people. If we can exchange five or six thousand Tartar heads, it is worth it. Absolutely worth it...hehe..." The followers didn't care about their own life and death, and joked with their own commander.

"This kid...has learned to talk poorly..." Mao Wenlong scolded his family with a smile.

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The thunderous thunder and flint had just passed, and the gunpowder smoke had just risen.

Er Mao couldn't wait to throw the hook outside the white city wall.After throwing it out, I felt like I was hooked on something, and then I pulled it hard, and felt that I seemed to be hooked firmly, so I started to pull the hook back hard.

"Grandma, Ermao, are you hooking something again? You're so lucky..." Another soldier with a small flag beside him hadn't recovered before he saw Ermao next to him professionally and quickly throwing the hook. The hook was already picking up the corpses, so it came to his senses that the time to get the fruits of the battle had come...

On the city wall, without waiting for orders from the officers, the soldiers threw hooks spontaneously.

"Hurry up, hurry up, the two hairs are already throwing hooks, why are you idiots still standing around? Will the corpse jump up by itself? Hurry up and throw the hooks... Remember not to show your head..." Some people Xiaoqi, the veterans also came to their senses and began to urge their soldiers to throw hooks, so they immediately threw a hundred ropes on the city wall to fish for "things" outside the city wall in a "sea of ​​fog".Ermao is the star of their Zhenjiang Fort "fishing for corpses". One person has a glorious record of catching two Tartar leaders, so when he saw him start catching corpses, he followed suit and threw hooks out one after another.

"The children have a lot of fun fishing..." Mao Wenlong watched his sons and grandchildren scavenging for corpses one by one, and scolded with a smile.

"Hey hey..." The followers burst into laughter.

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After the thunder and flint, the gunpowder smoke gradually dissipated, and the true face of Zhenjiang Fort was once again revealed in front of people.

This time is different from before. On the city wall, I don’t know when there are hundreds of ropes...

Looking at this strange scene, Huang Taiji's heart sank, and he couldn't help asking: "What are they going to do?"

"Back to the sweat, they are hooking our corpses with hooks." A Hou Jin general who had seen such a thing replied.

Although Huang Taiji also knew about this, it was another thing to know and see it with his own eyes.

Some of the hooks that hooked the corpse had already hooked the corpse, and began to slowly pull up.A corpse hanging from a rope was already clearly visible, and even the blood dripping from the corpse could be seen.

More and more corpses were pulled up.

Huang Taiji saw the blood welling up, and he couldn't help but jumped up slightly with his hand clutching the horsewhip.After so many years of fighting, I have never seen a person who has never spared a dead body so much. It is really insulting.

"Mao Wenlong, you bastard..., you don't even let the dead bodies go..., attack the city, attack the city..." Huang Taiji saw stars in his eyes, blood gushed up from his body, and couldn't help shouting the word "siege" .

The horn of "woo woo..." sounded again, and the drum of "dong dong" sounded again.

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"The Tartars are coming to attack the city, the Tartars are coming to attack the city..., prepare for battle, prepare for battle..." Hearing the shrill sound of horns from the top of the city, they immediately shouted, and some people who were still pulling the corpses loose immediately Hands, and began to prepare for the battle, the corpse that was pulled into the air fell to the bottom of the city wall again with a "poof".

Er Mao is a person who is sure that he will not let go. Although the officer is shouting to prepare for the battle, he has no intention of letting go. He tied the rope pulling the corpse to his body, freed his hands and feet, and began to prepare for the battle.Looking at the general flag in the distance, I wanted to teach Ermao a few words and let Ermao throw the corpse down, but seeing Ermao free up his hands and feet and actively preparing for the battle, he just smiled wryly and shook his head. I have never seen such a deadly corpse. A person who does not want to die.

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The Houjin siege team started to march in formation from a thousand steps away, and then accelerated when they reached two or three hundred steps, and then started running when they reached 150 steps. , is about to happen again.

"Zheng...Zheng...Zheng..."

"Zheng...Zheng...Zheng..." A burst of hasty clanging sounds crossed the entire battlefield.When Hou Jin's soldiers heard the sound of the gong, they ran back without thinking.

Although Huang Taiji was extremely angry and attacked the city, but at the last moment, his head cleared up, and he immediately called for money to withdraw his troops. This kind of senseless attack on the city will result in as many deaths as possible, which is useless.

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"The Tartars have retreated..."

"Why did the tartar retreat? My grenade has been opened..."

"Hurry up and put away the grenades, don't be set alight by the incense, or everyone will be over, you idiots, call you, hurry up, do you hear..." The officer on the city wall began to yell and maintain some confusion In the scene, many people were already preparing to light grenades, but the Tartars suddenly retreated, so the city wall was in chaos.

"The Tartars are shrinking like this? If I had known, I would have followed Ermao's example and stopped throwing ropes..." On the tower, the soldiers began to curse one after another. Just now, in preparation for the battle, most of them threw away the corpses that had been dragged into the air. The Tartars went back halfway.

Ermao, on the other hand, untied the rope tied around his body with a proud face, and began to pull the corpse that was still hanging in the air. He, the other members of Xiaoqi, also immediately helped. , everyone has a share.The people on the sidelines were envious.

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"What's the name of that brat? He's pretty aggressive." Mao Wenlong saw the Tartar retreat, and turned his gaze back to the city wall. Seeing this scene on the city wall, Mao Wenlong asked his followers.

"Commander, that kid? In our Zhenjiang Fort, he is famously lucky. His name is Ermao. Hehe, last time he brought up two little Tartar bosses in one go. Back then, he was shot in the head by a Tartar. With one arrow, nothing happened, that luck is extremely good..." A close follower immediately replied.

"Oh..." Mao Wenlong nodded with a smile.

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At the last moment, Huang Taiji endured it, and Ming Jin withdrew his troops.Looking at the soldiers retreating like a tide, Huang Taiji held his whip tightly and said fiercely: "Go, go back to the camp." Then he rode his horse towards the camp.

Houjin Daying, sweat tent.

Huang Taiji's face was ashen, and Baylor's face was similar. Today's siege is exactly the same as last time. He didn't even touch the city wall. No, he touched the city wall last time, and someone climbed it. This time, I only walked under the city wall once, and then came back. It would be better to attack the city for the first time.

"Everyone talk about what to do. The grenade is really sharp. I haven't seen it before, and I still don't believe it. Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, I know that it is so powerful that it cannot be resisted by flesh and blood..." Huang Taiji entered Sweat account, as far as Tie Qing's face is concerned.

Big and small Baylor, the minions have bitter faces.

"Khan, it seems that we can only wait for the cannons. How can we attack this kind of thing without cannons?"

"Khan, I, Dajin, started out riding and shooting. If we blindly rely on cannons, how can we fight in the future? According to the slaves, it is better for us to make noise day and night and pretend to attack the city. In this way, tens of thousands of people will take turns to fight, and Mao Wenlong will be exhausted." The people are exhausted, and when Mao Wenlong's troops are exhausted, it is better to rush to the city, even if there are some casualties, it will definitely kill Mao Wenlong..."

"Yes, profusely, from my point of view, it's better to sharpen Mao Wenlong's spirit first, and then shoot some rockets into Zhenjiang Fort from the archery tower. I think, since there are a lot of firearms in Zhenjiang Fort, he must be afraid of fire. If one of its gunpowder magazines can be ignited, Mao Wenlong will definitely suffer heavy losses, and if he can get more of them, then Mao Wenlong will probably regret coming to Zhenjiang Fort."

In the sweat tent, they immediately started arguing about the siege.Some are looking forward to the early arrival of the cannon, while others are preparing to fight a harassment war.

"How can we swarm up? No matter how tired Mao Wenlong's team is, they still have the strength to throw a grenade. You just saw that lightning and flint. Anyone who sees it will be afraid. If they keep throwing it one after another, I don't know how much it will take." People go in, this is absolutely not allowed, no..."

"Khan, I don't think it's better to feint. Let's use up Mao Wenlong's grenades first. Every time as long as a few people run within forty or fifty steps, then Mao Wenlong must have thrown out countless grenades. We just need to slowly kill his grenades." The grenade is exhausted, and Mao Wenlong without the grenade is just a bug..."

There were quite a few people who came up with ideas. Huang Taiji sat on the sweat chair and listened intently to the debate below. Although the debate was a bit fierce, Huang Taiji didn't stop it.

While discussing, there was a sound of "bang, bang, bang..." outside, the sound kept ringing, it was very scary.

"Come on, go out and see what's going on." Huang Taili immediately stood up and shouted.

"Cha!" A servant agreed, and immediately ran out to see what was going on.

The sound of "bang bang bang..." kept going, and after a while, the servant ran in panting, and said, "Qi Dahan, it was the inside of Zhenjiang Fort who fired guns and hit our watchtower." The servant spoke There was a trace of panic in his eyes.

"Oh, how is the battle going? Are there any casualties?" Huang Taiji asked.

"Back to sweat, yes, many people were injured, many of them fell from the watchtower..." The servant lowered his head while answering.

Huang Taiji looked at himself as a servant, and knew that it must not be so simple, and recalled the scene of the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty attacking him on an archery tower just now, and asked sharply, "What's going on?"

The slave was taken aback and said: "Back to Dahan, those people in the Ming Dynasty are still the same as before. All the muskets only hit one watchtower. Every time they hit one, each one must be turned into powder, and it must be turned into powder. Just stop, now, all the arrow towers that are approaching a hundred steps have retreated to 120 steps away, but the muskets of the Ming Dynasty seem to be still powerful beyond 120 steps, and now, those arrow towers are all moving [-] steps away retreat……"

"What, two hundred steps?" Huang Taiji asked in surprise. Isn't the new musket made by the Ming Dynasty only less than a hundred steps away?Why are you still fighting at [-] paces?
"Hui Dahan, yes, it seems that [-] steps is not very safe, and there are still arrow towers being hit..." the servant said in fear.

"Two hundred steps are still not safe? Are you still retreating?...Didn't you be asked to make some boards on the archery tower that can cover the muskets made by the Ming Dynasty? You didn't make them?" Huang Taiji got angry at A Min in disbelief. .

"Khan, it may be the Great Buddha Langji of the Ming Dynasty, and only the Great Buddha Langji can have such power..." A person next to him reminded.

"Hey..., my pig's head..." Huang Taiji suddenly remembered something, and smashed his head hard with his hand.

"Quickly tell those archery towers to retreat to a distance of [-] steps. Without the order of Ben Khan, it is strictly forbidden to approach Zhenjiang Fort..." Huang Taiji remembered that the people of the Ming Dynasty were not only famous for their "big inner-made" muskets, but also the Mongols. Dafo Langji who has suffered so much.Those big Buddha machines, some of which weigh tens of catties or even hundreds of catties, are so powerful that ordinary people cannot lift them, but the people of the Ming Dynasty put them on a van and pulled them with animals. Let's go, a car camp with hundreds of doors of Folang machines fired continuously. The Mongolians called that scene a nightmare. Now, Huang Taiji understands why the Mongolians were slaughtered like chickens and sheep by Qi Jiguang of the Ming Dynasty. [Francis machine has a lot of sub-guns, if you fire one sub-gun and change another one, you can fire continuously. Therefore, if you are a skilled army, you can fire continuously, which is even faster than the three-stage and five-stage firearms. continuous. 】

"Cha!" The servant immediately agreed and rushed out.

In the sweat tent where there was a lot of debate just now, it was terribly quiet. Just now, some people said that they were going to shoot rockets at the powder depot of Zhenjiang Fort. Now, it seems that it was wishful thinking. How many people can shoot arrows into it? Zhenjiang Fort?
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Mao Wenlong had already stood up straight, holding a telescope to observe the battlefield without any scruples.

"Hahaha...another arrow tower has been pulverized..." Mao Wenlong smiled without hesitation.

"That's right, Commander-in-Chief, this Tartar is really stupid. I guess I've only heard of the firecracker made by Ouchi, but I haven't heard of the Dafolang machine made by Ouchi. Hehe, these fools thought they didn't hit him before, so it was There's nothing I can do about him, now that I've been beaten, I should know it hurts..." a personal follower boasted to Mao Wenlong.

"Commander, our grenade is also made by Ouchi, and the cannon is also made by Ouchi, and there are many other made by Ouchi, this man is really stupid..."

Listening to the flattery of his followers and generals, Mao Wenlong smiled triumphantly.

(End of this chapter)