Several long cables with claw hooks tied in front of them, after rotating in the air for a few weeks, suddenly left the palm that controls it, making a "dang, dang" sound, and firmly hooked on the parapet wall of the city.
Several soldiers, hiding in the darkness, saw no movement at the top of the city. They grabbed the other end of the long rope and pulled it hard, with their claws motionless.
"Go." An order in the dark, low and short.
The soldiers held long ropes and stepped on the city wall, as if walking on flat ground, "swish, swish" a few times, and quickly climbed up the parapet wall. They lie motionless on the outer edge of the parapet wall like geckos.
There was still no movement at the top of the city.
The soldiers, like civet cats, stood up and quickly crossed the parapet wall one by one, and then landed on the top of the city without a sound. They divided into two groups and searched both sides along the parapet wall, but they did not find any soldiers who built slaves.
It turned out that the two slave-building soldiers who were guarding the head of the city had all gone to the southern gate. The northern gate was not the focus of their defense at all. They had never dreamed that the Ming army would launch a sneak attack from the northern gate.
The soldiers in the back stepped up to the top of the city from the long ropes. They fumbled and found the ropes that fastened the suspension bridge through the faint moonlight.
The suspension bridge fell slowly, and there was almost no collision with the ground.
The North City Gate was also opened silently.
The 105th Brigade soldiers lurking outside the North City Gate stepped on the suspension bridge and swaggered into the city from the North City Gate.
"Mother, there is no defender, so I don't take us seriously." A soldier cursed in a low voice. He had entered Jinzhou City. It was half the battle, but none of the soldiers who built slaves met him. Is it so easy to defend the land and open the frontier
"Leave a battalion to guard the North City Gate, and the rest will follow me to the South City Gate, trying not to make any noise." Ning Xianlong wondered if there were really only two Niu Lus in the city, no matter how many slaves there were. Let's talk about the construction of slaves at the southern city gate first. By the way, the 104th brigade from outside the city will enter the city.
Soldiers of the 105th Brigade, holding flintlocks, holding their waists and abdomen, bent their legs, and pointed their toes on the ground. Under the cover of night, they quietly approached the southern city gate.
Up and down the Nancheng gate, the "Han people" are still confronting the soldiers who built slaves. The two sides have begun to abuse each other. Because of the language barrier, no one knows what the other is cursing, only from the other's angry expression and rough tone. , It is estimated that the other party was not good at speaking.
Niu Lue, who built slaves on the city's head, was really upset. The Han Chinese who spoke with his soldiers in Jurchen language just now seemed to disappear out of thin air and never came out again.
Maybe he was hungry and fainted, all the soldiers who built slaves thought so.
The target of all the slave-building soldiers was the city. They also thought that the people outside the city might be the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, but these Han people were far away from the city gate and there was no sign of attacking the city.
In a hundred steps, the Ming army used the moonlight to accurately measure the distance to build a slave in front of him.
Five hundred gunmen squatted on the ground. The flintlocks in their hands had long been aimed at Jian slaves who were arguing with the "Han people". They were waiting for orders.
Behind them, there were also five hundred gunmen with flintlocks in their hands. The muzzle of the black hole was covered by the endless darkness, but these five hundred men were all standing with their front and back feet crossed.
Behind, there are five hundred gunmen.
The remaining thousands of soldiers were far away, all of them turned their backs to the South City Gate, in case the slave-building soldiers attacked from behind.
"Launch." In the night, the long-awaited order was finally issued.
"boom."
"boom."
"boom."
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Jianu obviously heard the voice coming from behind, but they didn't have much time to think, let alone understand what happened, the bullets from the flintlock pour over them like raindrops.
The screams of the city just now moved to the city, the roar of the wolves, the wailing of the white apes, and the urging of the evil spirits. The Jiannu wounded soldiers almost copied the scene that just happened under the city. The Han people have already warned them about things.
"What's the matter? Who is here?" Some Jian slave soldiers stepped forward and asked. Those Jian slaves who were not injured would shoot the bows and arrows of the Han people in the city indiscriminately in the direction of the fire.
"boom."
"boom."
"boom."
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The soldiers of the 105th Brigade didn't understand the language of building slaves at all. The only answer to them was the sound of flintlock firing. This time it was the 500 gunmen in the second row who were shooting.
There were more and more wounded soldiers to build slaves, the screams became more and more heartbreaking, and it sounded more and more crippled in the dark.
Fortunately, at night, except for the sound, the soldiers could not see the bloody scene at all.
The gunfire hadn't completely disappeared, the soldiers in the second row squatted down quickly, and the five hundred soldiers in the third row started shooting.
They had just finished shooting, and the soldiers in the first row had been loaded with ammunition, another 500 rounds of ammunition.
Ning Xianlong squatted down, and with the help of the red moon shadow, he discovered that there were no standing slaves anymore.
"Stop shooting and light the torch."
In the light of the fire, the Jiannu soldiers screamed while rolling on the ground with their eyes closed. More soldiers lay motionless on the damp ground, stacking them randomly, as if they were extremely sleepy and fell asleep. general.
"Hurry up, cut off all the heads." Ning Xianlong felt that only the slaves with different heads would not pose a threat to Daming's soldiers.
The torch illuminated the city as the day, and even the moonlight seemed to dim. The soldiers in groups of three quickly reaped the head of Jian slaves.
The Nancheng Gate quickly returned to calm, except for the sound of blood flowing from the neck and the smell of blood flying in the air.
"Open the gates of the city, accept the 104 brigade into the city, and block all the gates." Ning Xianlong didn't have time to count the first level of slave building. The top priority was to put the 104 brigade outside the city into the city.
The southern city gate was finally opened for them, and the ragged Han people under the city took off their tattered coats one by one. They lit their torches and headed into the city like a triumphant general.
They did not directly participate in the siege battle, but dragged almost all the slaves to the south gate.
"Master." There was a voice from afar.
Ning Xianlong stood on the back of the fire, hidden in the darkness: "Have you all entered the city? You have no casualties, right?"
"No, we are all outside the range of Jiannu's bow and arrow." The visitor replied proudly.
"That's good." Ning Xianlong felt that Jinzhou was going to be his own world. After the gunshots have passed for so long, there has been no large-scale mobilization of the army. There should be only two cattle records in the city, and they Most of them have been wiped out at the South City Gate. "Each city gate is left with a battalion guard, and the rest of the soldiers, based on the battalion, search for the remaining slave soldiers in the city, and take care to protect themselves.
It's not true in the night, and wherever the soldiers suspected, it was a flintlock shot.
At dawn, the gunfire gradually became thinner.
All the slave soldiers were beheaded. Ning Xianlong learned the same advantage from Yuan Chonghuan, that is, not to be captured, no matter if they surrendered or were wounded and captured.
The soldiers who built slaves, apart from being injured and unable to escape, rarely voluntarily surrendered. Even if they were captured, they would not cooperate with the soldiers of Ming Dynasty. In addition, they would consume precious food. Therefore, Yuan Chonghuan did not want to take prisoners at all. All the soldiers who built slaves , All beheaded, the first level is also the basis of Ming's military merits.
At dawn, the 106th brigade, which had been stationed in the north of the city for a night, was also taken back to the city.
The second division re-armed the city.
Jinzhou was originally a strong city built by the Liaodong Army to deal with slavery. The city wall was not only very high, but also very thick. Now there is no need for reinforcement at all. Ning Xianlong just deployed soldiers to guard the four city gates.
The resettlement of the Han people in the city was naturally handed over to the staff of the division. Ning Xianlong didn’t bother to worry about these cumbersome civil affairs. With his character, the people in Jinzhou City, whether Han people or not, since they surrendered to build slaves, they usually Serving for the establishment of slavery, that is Daming's enemy, simply chopped off his head, and can increase his military merits.
Yuan Chonghuan once got advice from Zhu Youjian in Shaanxi, and knew the importance of the Han people to Daming, especially that they could grow food for Daming.
With Yuan Chonghuan’s military order, Ning Xianlong did not dare to slaughter the Han people in Jinzhou City at will. He only asked the staff member of the division to serve those who worked hard to build slaves or who had killed Han compatriots. Severe punishment, even beheading, unless they can, as Yuan Chonghuan said, use the head of the slavery as a penalty.
By noon, the defense of the four gates had ended. Except for the clear guards, several secret guards were deployed at each gate, especially the northern gate facing Jian slaves. Regarding the distribution of the number of soldiers, the North City Gate also concentrated heavily on defense. Twelve hours a day, they focused on defense.
The number of original slave-building soldiers in Jinzhou City was only a thousand. Ning Xianlong's Second Division had more than 10,000 soldiers, and there were not enough barracks for soldiers to live in.
In order to improve the military-civilian relationship, the staff of the army, by the way, gave the Han people in the city a chance to atone for their sins, and specifically suggested to Ning Xianlong that the people in Jinzhou City should build barracks for the army free of charge.
Ning Xianlong was overjoyed. The army's barracks didn't need to be built by soldiers, and there was no need to spend a penny. Why not do it, he secretly rejoiced, but fortunately he didn't behead all these people.
Ning Xianlong sent soldiers to confess to Yuan Chonghuan while inspecting the city. His heart was full of joy. This great achievement in recovering Jinzhou will soon be recorded on the head of the Second Division. He finally did not come to Liaodong in vain.
Calculating the time, from the First Army to Liaodong, less than a month, they have recovered Ningyuan and Jinzhou, and expanded the area of Daming to the north by six hundred miles.
After Yuan Chonghuan received the express report from Ning Xianlong, he sent the good news to Sun Chengzong of Shanhaiguan pass and forwarded it to the Ministry of War and the emperor. He immediately set off to catch up with the third division that had already rushed to Jinzhou. He wanted to sit in Jinzhou himself.
The Ming army conquered the two cities of Ningyuan and Jinzhou, and annihilated nearly two thousand slave-building soldiers. In front of the Ming army, setting a red flag lost ground and was ashamed. This is a huge loss since Nurhachi announced the "seven hatreds" and revolted against the Ming. The construction of slaves has never had a huge loss. Near Yuetuo in Quang Ning, I will never give up. .