Chapter 58 Dazhong Brand Meat Grinder

In particular, a group of Jiannu soldiers of Ge Bushxian Camp who followed the army were even more fierce. This group of Jiannu archery was extremely accurate, and the speed of arrows was very fast. They also used the unique big arrow of Jiannu. After relying on the pole car to get close to the wall, these Jiannu archers fell behind the car one after another. When they came out, they looked at the defenders at the head of the city in an instant, and immediately aimed at the arrows. These builders were dedicated to shooting arrows on people's faces. Even at close range, they could aim briefly, take the hole of the arrow pile on the city, shoot the arrow directly into the hole, and hit the defenders behind them.

In terms of playing with bows and arrows, the Mongolian soldiers are no worse than the soldiers of Jiannu, and even the arrows are equally accurate. Therefore, under the cover of the roller car, once they are allowed to approach the bottom of the wall, the threat to the defenders is very large, and soon there will be a lot of soldiers or necks of the large and medium-sized army. He was hit by an arrow in the chest, injured or died directly on the wall. Fortunately, the Dazhong Army is now equipped with chest armor, and most of the arrows in the chest will not be injured, but they are not equipped with an iron mask, so as long as they are hit by arrows on the face and neck, they will be either dead or seriously injured. In this way, it also causes a lot of psychological pressure on the defenders.

A sharpshooter of the large and medium-sized army, with a flinkgo gun, hid behind an arrow pile. He stared calmly and coldly at the construction slaves outside the city, fired a shot from time to time, and then immediately took a filled musket from the hand of the robe behind him and gave the fired musket to the people behind him. Start aiming again.

As he shoots down one by one, after almost every sound, there will be a Jiannu soldier screaming and falling to the ground. He can almost say that he only shoots the face of the slave soldiers and treats him in his own way. However, as he keeps firing, he is immediately targeted by a Jiannu archer. Jian After the slave's archer probed his head slightly to determine his position, he immediately bent down and pulled out a carved arrow in the bag and put it on the bow string. He grabbed the bow string with the deer bone wrench finger of his thumb, and the middle finger of his index finger clasped the tail of the arrow. A fierce light unique to the beast before hunting flashed in his eyes. After taking a deep breath, He suddenly stood up and pulled the footbow in his hand into a half-moon shape. Just by aiming in an instant, he shot the arrow out with a swish. The arrow flew straight to the sharpshooter of the middle army who was calmly firing down on the wall.

And the sharpshooter was also looking for the next target at this time. As soon as the Jiannu stood up, he immediately adjusted the muzzle, quickly adjusted the trigger, pulled the trigger, and tilted back slightly with the long gun on his shoulder. Looking at the Jiannu archer below, his forehead immediately A blood flower burst out. The Jiannu seemed to be a little unbelievable. His eyes stared at the boss. The projectile shot directly from his forehead and stirred up his brain into a ball of paste. The projectile was still unabated. It penetrated the back of his head and penetrated from the back of the iron helmet, and the brain sprayed out of the big hole in the back of his head in an instant. This Jiannu slowly fell down.

That is, the recoil of the musket saved the life of the big and medium-sized army sharpshooter. His body tilted slightly, and the arrow shot by Jiannu flew in front of him and cut a deep visible blood in the cheekbone on his face. If not, this Jiannu's arrow would have hit him directly. His eyes, and also penetrated through his mind, killed him. Even so, he still screamed in pain. He lost the musket he had just fired in his hand, covered his face and fell on the wall, and he cursed.

Two helpers lying behind him gritted their teeth and rushed up, immediately held him down and dragged him down the wall, and quickly sent him to the temporary medical camp under the city for dressing. The medical staff immediately cleared the wound for him and sutured his wound, intending to transfer it to the rear immediately. Healing injuries in the field medical camp.

But the sharpshooter gritted his teeth and retreated from the woman who was temporarily called up to help take care of the wounded and shouted, "I'm fine! Isn't it just a cut? Count it! As long as I'm not blind, I can still kill Tart! Get out of the way! I'm going back to the city!"

After saying that, he staggered out of the crowd and ran to the wall again. Blood flowed from his bandaged wound and soon soaked the gauze on his face.

The woman who helped him was pushed and staggered by him. Looking at his back, she slowly knelt down and kowtowed a few times to his back. When she raised her head again, she was already in tears and cried, "Thank you, good man for avenging the slave family!" I wish you a long life! As long as you live, the slave family is willing to be a cow and a horse for you in the future!"

It turned out that this woman was one of the refugees who Yan Chongxi rescued from the customs a few days ago. Many women like her are now helping in the medical camp here. Jiannu spoiled them. They originally wanted to die, but they were persuaded by the generals of the Dazhong Army to tell them, don't look at them. It's a woman, and it can also help kill Jiannu. Many women finally survived with humiliation and immediately threw themselves into the military medical camp as temporary nurses. This may also be the first time that the Dazhong army used women as nurses on a large scale, but for the wounded, after having these women, they are safe. It was much quieter. Maybe the gentleness of women made them forget their pain, or maybe they didn't want to show their cowardly side in front of women, so many slightly injured people immediately rushed back to the wall after dressing up and continued to fight with Jiannu.

This time, Jiannu can be said to be a fierce attack launched regardless of the cost of casualties. A large number of slave soldiers were forced by the Jiannu army generals who supervised the battle behind to advance and attack Xiluo City. A group was knocked down, and another batch surged up. A car was broken, and another one was pushed on. As they advanced, they buried those large and medium-sized troops. The built trench keeps pushing the ritch forward, pushing it all the way to those collapsed gaps.

After taking over the command of Yan Chongxi, Luo Li mobilized troops to reinforce Xiluo City, while ordering the soldiers on the broken city wall to continue to fire guns to prevent Jiannu from approaching the gap. At the same time, he recruited a group of dead men in the city to block these gaps and block Jiannu's attack.

After paying a lot of casualties, Jiannu finally attacked the foot of the broken city wall of Xiluo City. A battalion general of a large and medium army in the city roared fiercely: "Smash it with a Thunderbolt!"

As his roar fell, the smoky iron shell Thunderbolt cannons immediately were immediately left from the wall by the generals of the Dazhong army. When they began to explode one after another among the slaves crowded at the foot of the city wall, they suddenly blew up the slaves under the city to cry, and their flesh and blood flew all over the world. For Dazhong There is nothing the army can do about this kind of Thunderbolt gun Jiannu. Ordinary can't resist them at all. This thing is round and falls directly on the ground of the crowd, and then explodes in the crotch of the Jiannu soldiers. An explosion explodes more than a dozen or dozens of shrapnel. Almost all the nearby Jiannuers are either dead or injured.

Therefore, the primitive grenade of the Dazhong Army exerted great power in the defense of the city. As soon as Jiannu approached the city wall, it was blown up, and the offensive was suddenly contained, forcing a large number of Jiannu soldiers to retreat in panic.

But Dorgom was also fierce this time. Regardless of the casualties of the slaves in front of him, he continued to supervise the army forward. Those who fled without authorization were immediately shot or beheaded, forcing those slave soldiers in front of them to cry, but they could only continue to turn around and attack the gap of the city wall.

Luo Li looked at the Jiannu who came like a locust and couldn't help scolding, "Grandma! The tah is crazy this time! Do you want to die here? I'm going to work hard today! Just kill it and have a good time! Come on, continue to increase troops towards the gap, recruit dead men to attack, plug the gap for me, and the reserve team is also ready! Once Jiannu attacked, he would knock them out for me!"

The dead men were quickly summoned. These dead men were all people who were not afraid of death. Immediately after being recruited, someone registered their names and team numbers, as well as their age, place of origin and family information, for future reference and pension distribution.

The Jiannu side squeezed in black at several collapsed walls, crying and climbing up the earth and stone ruins, attacking these gaps. At this time, the firearms on the walls turned their guns and aimed at these gaps, kept firing guns, and spitting blood mist on the bodies of the Jiannu soldiers who climbed up the ruins. Go, it's not too much to describe it as cutting rice now! A large number of construction soldiers were killed outside the gap like this.

Together with the artillery after the cooling, it also sounded again, including the Ming army in the main city of Shanhaiguan in the east, which also fired fierce artillery and began to constantly bombard those slave soldiers in Xiluo City.

The small Xiluo City next to Shanhaiguan, which was not a Jiancheng, seemed to have become a large and medium-sized meat grinder at this time. All kinds of gunfires came in turn. The Jiannu was corpses everywhere, and the smell of blood rose to the sky. The whole Xiluo City almost turned into a sea of corpses. The bodies of the Jiannu soldiers had been piled up. People The blood gathered together, turned into a stream, and then into some craters, converging into a pit of human blood.

Many wounded soldiers of the slave soldiers lay on the battlefield screaming, but no one left them alone and let them lie there until the blood in their bodies died.

"Crazy! Prince Rui must be crazy! This is to let our people die here! You can't rush like this anymore. Everyone who rushes up is dead! Withdraw! Withdraw your troops! If we don't withdraw our yellow flags, we will die!" A general with a blood-faced Han army flag inlaid with a yellow flag rolled and crawled in front of their flag owner Liu Zhiyuan and cried.