I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 265 My old lady beats the elite!

In the end, Chen Xingzhi's son did not fire the shot.

Because, the guerrilla general issued a military order, and all the fathers and folks who can participate in the battle will gather in the martial arts field outside the east gate in a quarter of an hour.

When his father and son rushed over, there was a vast expanse of darkness, and a full 2000 people had already started to line up and gather. Under the command of several Ming veterans, they were gathered into four square teams.

"At present, the enemy is not enough to defend the city, so distribute the weapons to everyone, fight side by side with us, and jointly resist the slave cavalry, are you afraid?"

The guerrilla general stood on a high platform and asked loudly.

"Not afraid!"

"That's good. I won't say anything superfluous. Everyone knows in their hearts that once the city is breached, the usual practice of slaves and beasts is to massacre the city. The old, weak, women and children will not be left alive.

So, what do you guys do? "

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The crowd was excited; there was no need for pre-war mobilization at all, and every farmer's face was filled with determination.

It has always been like this to build slaves and massacre cities.

Almost all the people of Ming Dynasty knew that once the city was broken, everyone would die, so it would be better to take up arms and go all out for a bloody fight, which would be considered a vigorous life...

……

"2000 people, divided into four teams, to guard the four gates in the southeast, northwest, respectively."

"After everyone passes by, you must obey the unified command of the guarding soldiers, and you must not act on your own, otherwise, the military law will do it!"

"The city is alive and the people are there, but the city is destroyed and the people are dead!"

"set off!"

Under the leadership of four veterans, four teams of civilian men who were temporarily organized rushed to the four walls.

Chen Xingzhi and his son were divided into the same group and rushed to the city wall of Ximen.

"Son, are you afraid?" Chen Xingzhi asked in a low voice on the way.

"Father... I'm not afraid!" The son's face was full of surprise, but he still said the word "not afraid".

"It's wrong not to be afraid," Chen Xingzhi looked up at the sky, glanced sideways at his son, and said with a gentle smile, "Son, it's the first time I've fought on the battlefield, and it's a lie to say I'm not afraid.

I was not yet 16 years old when I went to the battlefield for the first time. I couldn’t even draw a harder bow. When I danced with a red-tasseled and white pole, I could eat shit like a dog.

For this reason, he was often ridiculed.

However, when you really face the enemy, once you shoot the first arrow, suddenly you won't be afraid..."

Chen Xingzhi said as he walked, his voice was low, as if he was recalling the past, his calm expression gradually infected his son, and his fearful heart gradually calmed down.

"Father, I will try not to embarrass you!"

When he was approaching the city wall, the son suddenly said.

Chen Xingzhi didn't say anything, just looked at his son silently, stretched out his rough hand, patted his son's shoulder, and handed the 'semi-automatic gun' in his hand to his son.

The son didn't pick it up, and said in a shy voice: "Father, you keep the good gun. When you die in battle, I will pick it up and continue to kill the enemy."

In the eyes of the father and son, there seems to be water mist flickering...

……

Fight brothers, fight father and son soldiers.

As the farmer's armed team rushed to the four walls and entered the defensive bunker, the veteran defenders were relieved.

The weapons and equipment in these people's hands are very poor, and they are basically useless on the city wall.

But on everyone's face, there was a look of fighting to the death, which lifted the spirits of the exhausted city guards.

The defensive castles designed by Xu Guangqi and Song Yingxing are really easy to defend and difficult to attack. As long as the firepower in each bunker does not stop, the crossfire network is enough to pose a fatal threat to the cavalry.

Each defensive shooting port is designed to be inclined downward at an angle, just enough to cover the position seventy or eighty steps below the city wall.

If those cavalry wanted to shoot arrows into the bunker, they had to rush to a position of fifty or sixty paces...

"Everyone fills up the gunpowder, packs up the bows and crossbows, and keeps their eyes on the position of fifty or sixty paces away. When they see Jiannu cavalry rushing over, just shoot directly."

"Don't worry, even if they are all good archers, it's really not easy to shoot into our small hole."

Under the guidance of the veterans, the farmers quickly mastered the essentials of defending the city.

"So, can you still defend the city like this?"

Chen Xingzhi squatted at a shooting port, and after getting used to it, he felt a lot more relaxed.

In the past, he was stationed on the Great Wall. Those rough walls and arrow stacks were actually very difficult to resist experienced Jiannu archers. If he was not careful, he might be shot to the ground by an arrow.

As for the current castle, needless to say, the seven or eight-foot-thick walls, even if the Hongyi cannons bombard it, it is just a tickle, let alone the oblique downward shooting port, the opponent's arrows, Bullets are hard to get in.

The only trouble is that everyone's eyesight is not very good.

But as a soldier defending the city, it is enough to obey the command, it seems that there is no need to look around...

"Attention, Jianu's slope extends forward!"

"All preparations!"

"Ready to shoot!"

Suddenly, a veteran in charge of observation roared, making everyone nervous.

Everyone's hands were wet.

That's sweat.

The same is true for Chen Xingzhi, although he is not afraid of death, but he has experienced many battles, and when he heard the order to attack, his first reaction was to tense up.

Then, both palms will be wet.

He took a deep breath, held the musket firmly, opened and closed one eye, and let out a breath of foul air slowly.

Then, take another deep breath.

Let your heart calm down, calm down, calm down...

A loud "bang" sound.

He squeezed the trigger, and witnessed a scarlet blood mist flashing through the shooting hole, which must have been a hit.

Immediately afterwards, a dense burst of gunshots like popping beans was heard, accompanied by a few dull bangs, and the concrete concrete city wall under his feet seemed to tremble slightly.

Chen Xingzhi quickly ejected the cartridge case.

Then, skillfully pressed a polished bullet into it, controlled his breath, and aimed at a small piece of ground that could be seen from the shooting hole...

……

This battle lasted very short, less than a cup of tea before and after.

Jiannu cavalry left more than 70 corpses beaten into rotten flesh, and quickly withdrew from the battlefield. It was only a tentative attack, but more than 70 people died in vain.

"Cunning pig!"

"At a place more than [-] steps ahead of the city wall, there is actually a Pilizi landmine!"

Three thousand cavalry, like a group of fierce tigers and wolves, are helpless in the face of a small gray castle.

They have never encountered such a situation.

And what disturbed this Jia Lae the most was when he thought that in time, if the national strength of the Ming Dynasty slowed down and built all the cities into such heart-wrenching 'tortoise shells', in the future How to fight the battle?
"Pull all the artillery over, aim at one place, and finish all the ammunition!"

"Even if it's an iron lump, you have to tear it out!"

Jiala Ezhen gritted his teeth and roared: "Give me an order, and if every city is captured next, one will be slaughtered, and no Han will be spared!"

This battle is useless!

Not long after, thirty improved artillery pieces were pulled onto the battlefield, like thirty clumsy demons, aiming coldly at the west gate wall of the castle.

Because it was a long-distance raid, they couldn't carry more heavy weapons, so this [-]-man cavalry only had the thirty artillery pieces.

As for ammunition, there are not many.

Jia Laer really didn't believe it, hundreds of shells bombarded the same city wall, wouldn't it collapse?

"The Jiannu artillery is pulled up, and everyone enters the basement floor!"

"All enter the basement floor!"

In the Ximen bunker, the veteran in charge of observation saw thirty guns with their heads held high through the long-sighted glasses.

The artillery may not collapse the city wall for a while.

But dozens of artillery bombarded at the same time, the billowing heat wave generated, once the city wall can't resist, it will be very fatal.

Because this castle was facing a large-scale artillery bombardment for the first time since it was built, everyone did not have much confidence.

Inside the bunker on the first floor of the city wall, hundreds of people looked at each other in blank dismay, each with a strange look of fear and despair, which made Chen Xingzhi shake his head with emotion.

After all, it is a farmer, without a real battle.

Thirty cannons scare people like this, how can we fight the next battle?Back then, when he followed the student soldiers led by Mao Yuanyi on the Xifengkou Great Wall, he faced not only artillery.

And that rain of arrows.

After the arrow stacks on the Great Wall...

boom!
Boom boom boom!
Suddenly, the earth trembled.

Thirty cannons roared almost at the same time, pointing their muzzles at the city wall in the direction of the west gate, and pouring out thirty rounds of improved shells, they burst into flames instantly and exploded suddenly.

After a while, the mountains shook.

The Ming veterans and farmers hiding on the basement floor all had pale faces, cold sweat all over their faces, and their eyes seemed to be a little dull.

Immediately, everyone found a problem.

Even if the city wall above the head was bombarded by thirty artillery pieces, it didn't seem to collapse or break?Moreover, the underground floor was used as a hiding place for the defenders to temporarily avoid large-scale artillery bombardment, and it seemed that only some cement debris had fallen...

and some dirt?
That's it?

Thirty cannons fired in unison, just this power?
The people who slowly woke up from the panic cheered loudly...

……

"preparation!"

"shoot!"

Boom boom boom!
boom boom boom...

After three or four rounds of salvo, the west wall of the castle was shrouded in a large billowing thick smoke, and the huge and fiery air waves blasted the ground near the city wall into big pits.

The slave cavalry cheered loudly.

Everyone seemed eager to try, reins in hand, legs clenched, ready to launch a deadly charge.

However, the faces of only a few people became more gloomy.

Especially that Lord Jialaezhen, whose face was so gloomy that it almost froze, with flesh growing horizontally all over his face, twitching slightly, his half-closed eyes shooting out two palpitating cold lights.

He wants to kill.

He wants to slaughter the city.

He wants to... drive out all the Han people in the world, occupy their fertile land and property, and wantonly abuse the women of the Han people. He wants to turn the whole world into pigs and dogs under the iron cavalry of Jian slaves!

He will eventually become a whip of His Majesty Emperor Manggurtai, whipping those Han people who dare to resist and disobey!

Thirty cannon.

After several rounds of bombardment, only some potholes the size of a dog's head were left on the crumbling city wall.

Smokey, black and black.

It looks very, very ugly and glaring...

When the smoke cleared, the Jiannu cavalry were dumbfounded.

Is this really a city wall?Even if it is the hardest stone wall, after these rounds of bombardment, there will be at least a few cracks, right?
What kind of monster is this kind of city wall built by Daming?

"Master Jialaerzhen, why don't you let the cavalry charge several times in a row and bury the gunpowder under the city wall..."

A Niu Lu was really surprised and uncertain.

As a result, he didn't finish his sentence.

Snapped!
A crisp sound.

He received a heavy whip on his face, and a hideous wound appeared on his face, the fat rolled out, revealing the cheekbones and browbones with white bones...

"grown ups……"

"roll!"

Lord Jiala Ezhen had a gloomy face, and ordered: "Surround but not attack!"

"Send out the most elite cavalry to destroy all the Daming Railways!"

……

……

On the vast snowfield, a group of soldiers and horses staggered forward.

After nearly ten days of rapid marching, all the soldiers were exhausted. Everyone's face was blown dark purple by the icy cold wind, and a thick layer of hoarfrost was condensed on the eyebrows, eyelashes and hair tips on their foreheads.

The horses were also extremely tired.

In the thick snow that was more than a foot deep, the horse's legs were trembling slightly, and the horse's hooves began to slip.

In order to save the physical strength of the horses, all the soldiers had to dismount, but even so, the physical strength of the horses was getting weaker and weaker, and many old horses fell headlong into the snow while walking.

Since then, never got up again.

Walking at the forefront of this team was a middle-aged woman, wrapped in a sheepskin robe, leading the horse with one hand, and pressing the other hand on the cold scabbard without leaving. Her pretty face was also frozen. Into the color of purple.

"Pass down the order to reach the valley ahead, and the army will set up camp."

Suddenly, the woman general sent an order.

Next to her was a female general in her twenties, with a dark complexion and full of wild strength, like a nimble female leopard.

"Grandma, where are we now?"

After the order was delivered, the young female general looked around, and there were mountains and snowfields everywhere. Far away, there seemed to be a huge mountain range crouching on the ground.

There was a trace of expectation and surprise on her face, and she said, "Could it be that the mountain range in front is the famous Baishan Mountain?"

The middle-aged woman shook her head slightly, and said with a smile: "Baishan? No, that mountain range, named Luding Mountain, is the birthplace of the ancestors of Jiannu."

"Deer Dingshan..."

……

At dusk, before a stormy moon came, Qin Liangyu and her three thousand white soldiers set up camp.

The camp is located on the slope of a valley, leeward, sunny, with a wide view, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there is a large dense forest and streams to ensure the daily expenses of the army. It is a good place to set up camp.

Sitting on a piece of sheepskin in the large tent of the Chinese army, Qin Liangyu was flipping through a roll of maps. On his handsome and beautiful face, a fierce and murderous look was faintly visible.

"Jiannu... [-] cavalry... Laohekou..."

With sharp eyes, she tapped lightly on a temporary pine table with two slender fingers, and said slowly: "Master Zhujiao really didn't lie to me, one of Jiannu's most elite cavalrymen is really quiet!" Mi's back to Luding Mountain."

Zhang Fengyi, the daughter-in-law who was boiling water and stewed meat, asked worriedly, "Mother-in-law, the other party's 3000 cavalry are only [-] of us.

What's more, these [-] iron cavalry are the elite of the elite Jiannu..."

"Elite?"

Qin Liangyu smiled, and said calmly: "Old lady, those who fight are the elite."

(End of this chapter)