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- After shelling the city wall for eleven days in a row, the rest of the men were not idle.
A large number of civilians have filled several sections of the moat, but anyone who can do carpentry is sent to make siege equipment.
There are about 500 aerial ladders, the kind with wooden planks for arrows, anti-push grapples, and winches for lifting. There are also more than a thousand simple ladders, which are basically useless because the city walls of Shangqiu are too high.
There is also a chariot to cover the advance of the infantry. Although it is made temporarily and is not as sophisticated as the Manchu chariot, it is enough to block arrows.
Moreover, there are many long wooden boards left, which can be built on the gap in the city wall. For the incomplete city wall more than two meters high, dozens of hundreds of planks can be built to create slopes for attack.
The forest near Shangqiu has been cut down by Zhao Han!
Surrounded by three and missing one, tens of thousands of troops attacked the city together, without using cannon fodder to test, the city wall must be taken down today.
The chariots are in front, and each chariot can cover dozens of infantry.
Excellent ladders can also cover infantry.
When the siege troops were advancing, 53 artillery pieces were aimed at the walls on both sides of the gap, because there were enemy troops setting pots on the walls to burn oil under the artillery fire.
Tong Yangjia dispatched soldiers to climb the city wall several times, but they were smashed into chaos by a cannonball. These city defenders were so frightened that they all lay behind the parapet. If any artillery hit the parapet, a group of unlucky ones would be born.
The female wall is thin and can only protect against arrows, but not artillery.
Tong Yangjia said to Sun Dingliao: "Sun Dutong, you must guard the gap!"
"We must stick to it." Sun Dingliao replied.
Sun Dingliao has been in the Qing Dynasty for more than ten years, and his official position is the deputy capital of the Han Army with the red flag. The family business is all in the Qing Dynasty, he can't surrender, even if he surrenders, there will be no good fruit.
More than 20 chariots came to the gap, and Sun Dingliao's Wuzhen Chaoha heavy infantry guarded the incomplete city wall that was only two meters high.
On the intact city walls on both sides, there are more than 2,000 musketeers assembled from various ministries, including three-eyed muskets, matchlock guns, and flintlock guns. Three generations of grandparents and grandchildren have already assembled them.
Daming also had flintlock guns, but their performance was poor, and the misfire rate was over 30% to 40%. Some shoddy ones have a misfire rate of more than 50%, and their combat effects are far inferior to matchlock guns.
When the friendly troops approached the city wall for dozens of steps, all the artillery stopped firing because of fear of accidental injury. The enemy's firecrackers took advantage of this time to go up the wall, trying to shoot down the Datong infantry from a high position.
"Bang bang bang!"
The chariot was a few meters away from the gap, and the few infantry hiding behind were exposed to the guns of the enemy's musketeers on the city.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Some of the enemy firearms soldiers refused to obey orders and fired ahead of time nervously.
One person fired, causing the people next to him to follow suit. Shooting indiscriminately, Datong's infantry only fell more than a dozen people.
If they had obeyed the order and brought the chariot closer and fired, the soldiers would have been exposed even more, and it was likely to cause two or three hundred casualties.
"Bastard, who the hell fired the gun first?"
Meng Qiaofang's nephew, Meng Xiongbi, cursed and then ordered: "Quickly refill the bomb!"
For Datong firecrackers, the interval between firing, reloading, and firing has been shortened to about 50 seconds. As for these miscellaneous firecrackers, loading ammunition on the spot is no longer a matter of how long it takes, but whether they can accurately load the ammunition.
Many firecrackers were in a hurry, either forgot to load the gunpowder, or stuffed the gunpowder hard.
Meng Xiongbi was very anxious, and asked the soldiers who were boiling the golden juice and hot oil: "Is it hot?"
"Not yet, soon, soon!"
The golden juice and hot oil here are cooked in a pot after the artillery stops firing.
Tong Yangjia ordered the soldiers to burn oil against the gunfire. Under the intimidation of the military law team, a group of unlucky people went up to light the firewood. Only one pot was overturned by the shell, and the rest ran away, and then they were forced to go up the city wall by the law enforcement team.
Although the city wall is very wide, the accuracy of the artillery is not enough, it is difficult to hit the people burning oil.
But fifty-three artillery pieces fired in bursts, not to mention ordinary soldiers, even the Eight Banners soldiers could not withstand it, the psychological pressure was too great.
Meng Xiongbi walked over to see that the oil in the pot hadn't smoked yet.
It also takes time to boil a pot of oil.
? Meng Xiongbi's uncle (and adoptive father) is Meng Qiaofang. His ancestors followed Zhu Dijing's hard work, and he has been a hereditary general in Yongpingwei ever since.
Meng Qiaofang's father even went as far as the governor of Ming Ningxia.
But this guy, who was surrendered to the Qing Dynasty eleven years ago, is no different from Sun Dingliao.
&nThe quality of the firecrackers is worrying, and two consecutive Qing army firecrackers exploded.
On the ladder, thirty or forty Datong soldiers fell one after another, all of them were hit by stones and rolling logs. Xiong Wancheng, wearing two pairs of cotton armor and holding a rattan badge in his hand, quickly climbed up the ten-meter-long ladder.
Climbing up to the female wall, several spears stabbed at him. Xiong Wan took advantage of his short body to dodge, and simply threw away the rattan badge. When he was climbing again, several spears stabbed at him again. He reached out and grabbed one, and pulled it down forcefully. The opponent leaned forward to stab, and was caught off guard by Xiong Wancheng who pulled him out of the parapet.
The two collided into a ball, rolled down the ladder, and knocked down several Datong soldiers one after another.
After falling more than ten meters high, Xiong Wancheng survived and stood up on the spot. On the contrary, the Qing army dragged down by him, and the friendly army who was smashed in the rear, were already dying.
"kill!"
Xiong Wancheng shook his head, climbed the ladder again and rushed up.
Zhu Youdong had already rushed through the gap, and three hundred plate armored soldiers crashed into the enemy formation in the city together. Even the two plate armor warriors who were scalded by the hot oil were still charging with their burns because the hot oil was far from boiling and they were protected by plate armor and protective clothing.
The enemy here is not Wuzhenchao Haying, but relatively elite infantry.
Facing 300 iron men rushing into battle, I started to get scared before I started fighting. There was a crisp sound of jingling, and it was impossible to break through the plate armor defense.
They have no experience in dealing with plate armor, even if the plate armor fighter falls down, they don't know how to lift the visor and poke their eyes.
In their view, this is a group of invincible steel monsters.
"Run away!"
There are more than two thousand enemy troops in a dense array, they are really elite, otherwise they would not be sent to plug the gap. But when three hundred plate armor warriors rushed into the formation and killed them, the two thousand people quickly collapsed mentally.
More and more Datong melee soldiers rushed in through the gap, following the plate armored warriors. They rushed up the city wall through the ramp in the city, formed a formation to kill the defending troops, and let the enemy defending the city suffer from the enemy.
Xiong Wancheng, who was climbing the ladder, suddenly felt a sudden drop in pressure. He struggled to get injured and climbed over the female wall, raised his knife to charge and chop, and soon a few friendly soldiers climbed up behind him.
The Qing army in this section of the city wall was also defeated!
"Quick, get up there don't run away!"
Tong Yangjia yelled sharply, shouting and shouting, and he himself ran away.
(Tomorrow three more.)
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