"Dismount, close the shield, and move forward on foot." Haleha also discovered the weakness of the cavalry. The shield could not protect the huge horse. Every time a batch of horses was lost, the soldiers on the horseback were basically reimbursed.
Under the guidance of Haleha, the Jurchen soldiers put many shields on the front and above their heads, surrounding a huge shield formation, and the soldiers hid in the center of the formation.
The Jurchens are best at shooting arrows on horseback. Now they are forced to hide in this tortoise shell-like shield formation. They can neither ride a horse nor shoot arrows. The soldiers feel aggrieved.
This should be the Ming army's tactics. Whenever they could not withstand the impact of the Jurchen cavalry, they hid in the tortoise-shell city, using the advantage of the city wall to block the Jurchen's stormy attack.
In the face of death, the Jurchens also learned to protect themselves, and no one dared to peek out of the shield. Being a bird of the best will have to pay the price of life.
The shield array moved slowly down the city, and in front of the shield, the flintlocks did not make any difference. This kind of wooden shield wrapped in raw leather seems to be the nemesis of the flintlocks.
The front shield array finally caught up with the Jurchen's bow and arrow shooting range.
"Let's shoot arrows." Haleha was relieved, and the Ming army was finally about to pay the price for their adventurous behavior.
The Jurchen soldier lifted the shield at the top and began to throw arrows at the city.
The jet-black arrows filled the sky, and then fell straight from high to the top of the city. Ming soldiers without any armor protection began to be injured by arrows.
"The second group retreated to the head of the city, and the first group entered the bunker." Yuan Chonghuan decisively changed his tactics.
The last time Li Xing encountered Jiannu's shield formation in Ningyuan, there was nothing he could do with the flintlock. After Yuan Chonghuan knew about it, he specially strengthened the defense of the city.
He erected a low fence on either side of each crenellation, and the low wall was covered with a thick wooden board.
When the arrow of building slaves fell from the air, the soldiers got under the wooden planks, leaving a very small gap in the crevice to observe the building of slaves outside the city.
"Bang, Beng, Beng."
The arrows fell on the wooden boards like hail. Some arrows were inserted directly into the wooden boards, but the wooden boards were quite thick. Arrows dropped from the air by throwing them could not penetrate the boards at all.
The Ming army basically stopped shooting, Jiannu hid behind the shield, shooting was just a waste of ammunition.
"The warriors of the Dajin Kingdom, give me a fierce shot, and let these Ming Dynasty tofu soldiers taste the power of our Dajin Kingdom's bows and arrows."
Seeing that the flintlock of the Ming army had been suppressed by the bow and arrow, Halleha was overjoyed. The Jurchen soldiers who went forward bravely, invincible and invincible, finally came back.
The Jurchen soldiers in front protected the shields and prevented the shield formation from collapsing. Behind them, those Jurchen soldiers who had been suffocated for a long time and had red eyes for a long time, used all their strength to feed them, and they wished to general the Ming army. The soldiers and the parapet collapsed together.
Arrows kept drifting towards the top of the city, just like snowflakes had just fallen in autumn, and the air was sparsely sparse with insufficient moisture.
Haleha also found that something was wrong: "What the hell is going on? Why are there so few arrows shot?"
"Well, our soldiers have suffered heavy casualties, and the remaining soldiers have to hold shields. There are no more soldiers." The soldier whispered to Haleha.
"Too many casualties? How many soldiers were killed or injured?" Halleha glanced around, but the shield blocked his sight, and he couldn't see how many soldiers were killed or wounded on the ground.
"Well, it's impossible to count the number of people right now, but there are only 20 shield formations. Based on the forty soldiers in each shield formation, there are only 800 soldiers. We have nearly half of the casualties."
"Nearly half of the casualties?" Haleha was furious. In just a few seconds, his soldiers were nearly half casualties. He drew his hard bow and shot three arrows at the city head in a row, "Shoot, shoot, shoot , I shot you tortoise army hiding behind the city wall."
"Uh really..." The soldiers found that Halleha seemed to be in madness.
Haleha shot five more arrows towards the city. The fingers of his right hand felt very painful when he pinched the tail of the arrow too hard. Then he stopped: "Where is the Ming Army? How many more casualties are the Ming Army than us?"
The soldier shook his head. The casualties of the Ming army were on the front of the city. They were under the city, and they couldn't see it at all. "Maybe more than us!" In fact, even he didn't believe it. They all shot such arrows. , Another shot at the head of the city, the hit rate was originally not high, and the Ming army may have shields and other protective measures, the casualties should not be too large.
"If I go to the top of the city, I will kill them all and throw their bodies into the wild to feed the wolves-these tofu soldiers will only shrink in the city as tortoises, and let the shaman watch their jokes." Haleha felt much better in his heart, but he was still not at ease. After so many soldiers died, how could he explain to the banner owner when he went back.
The Ming army's flintlock guns did not completely stop shooting. The sporadic gunshots were mainly directed at the wounded Jian slave soldiers on the ground. They were not protected by shields and were simply targets stuck on the ground.
As long as the Ming army sees that Jian slaves on the ground are still moving, or attempting to mount a horse to escape, they will make up a shot or two until they roll on the spot honestly, or lie quietly on the ground, watching their own blood. Flowing finely like mountain spring water.
"Uh really, retreat! We don't have siege equipment, we can't get to the top of the city at all."
Haleha glanced at the tall city wall, and the defenders could not be seen at the top of the city. "If we have a ladder, now is the best time to attack the city."
"..."
"Go, let's go back and tell Lord Baylor that I have found a way to attack the city."
The shield formation slowly withdrew, and some wounded soldiers were also wrapped up and left.
"Commander, Jiannu has entered the range of the artillery. How many shots should I fire?" Ning Xianlong has been following Yuan Chonghuan, Jiannu just withdrew, and he felt very sorry.
"No, this is just a pioneer in building slaves. Yue Tuo's main force has not yet come. Don't expose the power of the artillery for the time being."
"But they took the wounded back."
Yuan Chonghuan held his hand on the parapet wall and watched Jianu gradually go away, "It doesn't matter, these Jiannus are seriously injured, and they won't be able to save them. Sooner or later, they will die. Instead, they will be burdened by them."
Haleha had already retreated a thousand steps away, and the soldiers withdrew from the shield formation, each found an uninjured horse, and stepped up indiscriminately.
Someone had already counted the number of people, and reported to Haleha: "Well, there are no wounded soldiers. There are 768 soldiers. In addition, 218 wounded soldiers have been rescued, but the soldiers are very seriously injured. , Needs timely medical treatment."
"Go, go back and talk again." Haleha took a last look at the city head, then turned his horse's head, and slowly retreated. He no longer had the spirited spirits he had when he came, and Han people would not be able to bully anymore.
The wounded soldiers were all put on horses, and those who could not ride horses were put on horsebacks and carried back by war horses.
"Asshole." Before Yue Tuo finished hearing Halleha's narration, he rushed to his forehead with a "puff" anger. He flicked his horse's whip, and slapped his head.
All the casualties were his most precious Jurchen soldier, the bravest and fearless soldier of the Dajin Kingdom.
Now there are only four Jiala and 20 Niu Lu by his side. A small tentative attack has caused Haleha to have two and a half Niu Lu casualties.
"Master Belle!" Halleha was crying. He endured the severe pain, but didn't dare to avoid the whip. Yue Tuo's beating was the best punishment for him.
If Yue Tuo had a sullen face and didn't say a word, then he would be unlucky, and at least he would be relieved of Jia La's position, or maybe even fined fortune and even beheaded.
"Lord Belle!" Zuomei Le Erzhanwuda made up for Harleha's not only cracked leather armor, but also scars on his face. He hurried over to persuade him, "Haleha is also eager to attack the city. He absolutely did not expect the Ming army to do so. The flintlock is so powerful that it has exceeded the range of the bow and arrow."
"Yes, Lord Belle, the Ming army’s flintlocks are too powerful, and it is difficult for us to get into the range of bows and arrows." Halleha wiped a handful of blood from his face. The whole face was blood red except for the eyeballs. A long weal mark on the left face was so deep that blood was still oozing out.
Yue Tuo stopped the horse whip in his hand and glared at Halleha: "Are you dead? After so many years of fighting..." He immediately thought that he had also been killed when he attacked Yuan Chonghuan outside Jinzhou City. I had to run away in embarrassment, losing more than 600 soldiers at a time, and swallowing the words behind.
Halleha avoided Yue Tuo's murderous gaze, and whispered: "Master Belle, I have found a way to attack the city."
"Siege? How to siege the city?" Yue Tuo snorted, without even looking at Haleha.
But Udabu was keeping a close eye on Haleha, hoping that he would not talk nonsense. If Yue Tuo was angry again, he would not be able to save Haleha.
"Master Belle, as long as we enter the range of the bow and arrow, the Ming army on the city is very afraid of our arrows, and they will definitely avoid it. When we attacked the city today, none of the Ming army on the city had been seen. There is a ladder, we have already climbed to the top of the city." Haleha doesn't care about Yue Tuo's cold reception, as long as Yue Tuo's anger is calmed, the punishment for him will be over.
Yue Tuo remembered the encounter in the surprise attack on Yuan Chonghuan outside Jinzhou City. Although his soldiers suffered relatively large losses, only five Niulu soldiers could break through the Ming army’s gun array. If his soldiers could attack more, they would attack. The faster the speed, the more bravery the battle, the Ming army’s position will be broken through.
As long as it breaks through the Ming army's spear formation, the Ming army's flintlock guns can't be used at close range. With the speed and combat effectiveness of the Jurchen cavalry, it is difficult for the Ming army to survive.
"Then how did you break through the gun array and enter the range of the bow and arrow?"
"Master Belle, we used shields to form a huge shield formation. The Ming army's flintlocks couldn't penetrate our shields." Halleha saw Yue Tuo's face lighten slightly, knowing that Yue Tuo believed his words.
Yue Tuo paced back and forth in the big tent. Suddenly, he kept his riding whip on his side and said to Haleha expressionlessly: "Tomorrow, take a day off and get ready for the ladder. The day after tomorrow, you will take the lead. Send it to the city."
Halleha held his left chest near his heart with his right hand, and bowed to salute Yue Tuo: "Yes, Lord Belle, his subordinates will surely be the first to climb the Jinzhou city."