Shen Shiqiang has basically never fought with Mongolian soldiers. The city gate was opened with Du Wenhuan when the Ming army entered the city. He cast a begging look at Du Wenhuan: "Military seat, let me take the soldiers to attack. Right!"
Du Wenhuan glanced at the Han soldiers tied up behind Shen Shiqiang, "Don't worry, I will leave the credit to you, but you have to do two things first: First, set up these Han soldiers in the camp--- ----We can't run around with them; second, send a military report to the commander. To make a long story short, it is said that Yue Tuo has fled to the Horqin Ministry of Mongolia, where the destination is unknown. We have entered Guangning and are pursuing the remaining Mongolia in the city Soldier, ammunition is exhausted. The commander is a sensible man, he must understand what I mean."
"Yes, Army Seat." Shen Shiqiang made a military salute and turned around.
Du Wenhuan was still staring at the Mongolian Camp.
It's the same person, the Han army soldier and the Mongolian soldier, is there such a big difference
Shen Shiqiang came back soon, "Military seat, both things are done, now we can attack the Mongol camp, right?"
"Shiqiang, be careful, the Mongols will never escape. We must reduce the casualties of the soldiers."
"Yes, army seat." Shen Shiqiang went to select the soldiers himself.
Du Wenhuan has nothing to do. He took three hundred soldiers to wander around the city: Guangning, you are finally back.
On the outskirts of the Mongolian Camp, there is a low earthen wall with a front gate made of a fence. When the Mongols fled into the camp, they were afraid of the Ming army chasing them, and even the fence was too late to close.
Shen Shiqiang took six hundred soldiers, two battalions of troops, and walked slowly through the fence with his waist down.
There are more than 20 Tupi houses in the earth wall, which should be Mongolian barracks. There are a large number of tents on the far left. Maybe some Mongolians are not used to living in houses and still live in tents.
If the Mongols hide in the barracks, it will be troublesome. Flintlocks can't penetrate the walls of the barracks. Shen Shiqiang hopes that some Mongols will hide in the tents, where the flintlocks are the targets.
Shen Shiqiang first picked the ones that were easy to deal with. He found more than a dozen gunmen and fired at the tent with a flintlock gun.
Round holes appeared in the thick tent, and bullets pierced the surrounding round holes into a dark burnt, but there was no movement in the tent.
Is there really no Mongolian here
Shen Shiqiang was still worried, he was worried that Mengre was hiding in the tent behind.
He asked the soldiers to pick up the bows and arrows that the Mongols had thrown outside, put straw, cotton and other igniting objects on the arrows, and then lit them with fire folds as rockets.
"Swish, swish, swish."
The rocket kept shooting at the tents, which were soaked in butter or mutton oil, and caught fire immediately.
The tents were connected together, and the scarlet spread rapidly, and in an instant, all the tents were lit.
The gunmen of the Ming army stared at the tent closely, waiting for the Mongolian soldiers to come out of the tent at any time.
But there was no one in the tent.
Did all the Mongols hide in the barracks? Shen Shiqiang was slightly disappointed.
The tents were burned and the barracks were completely isolated. The barracks did not have a back door. As long as the front doors and windows were sealed, the Mongols could not fly away with their wings.
Shen Shiqiang looked at the barracks. All the barracks had doors and windows closed. There was no movement in the house. He could not see which barracks the Mongolian soldiers were hiding in.
"Starting from the first building on the left, clear one by one."
Clearing one by one is the most stupid way, but Shen Shiqiang can't think of a better way.
The gunmen fired a few bullets at the door and window of the first barracks on the left. The door did not move, but the windows clashed.
Seeing that the windows were not secure, Shen Shiqiang simply knocked down the windows before saying, "Continue shooting at the windows until the windows and doors are shot down."
More than a dozen flintlocks were concentrated in the window on the right side of the gate.
The wooden boards of the windows were so thin that the bullets could easily penetrate them, and the windows and doors kept making "creaking" noises.
"Bang." The window door fell off and fell to the ground, and a big black hole appeared in the window.
"Continue shooting." Shen Shiqiang didn't know if there were Mongolian soldiers in this room, so he shot a few shots before speaking.
But the bullet of the flintlock will not turn, if the Mongols hide behind the earth wall, the bullet will not be able to hit.
"The gunman was in a group of three, slowly approaching the window."
The two groups of gunmen, holding flintlock guns, pointed their muzzles at the window, and blocked different positions of the holes. Their eyes were fixed on the big hole in the window, and they slowly approached the window.
When entering the range of bows and arrows, the gunmen were more careful, but they did not have armor or shields and could only rely on their own reaction to avoid the arrows that the Mongols might shoot.
"Wow."
The upper body of a Mongolian soldier suddenly appeared at the window, and let out a cold arrow at the Ming army gunner in front.
"Bang, bang."
Two flintlocks pointed at the Mongolian soldier and fired.
The arrow hit a gunner's forehead and penetrated the skull, and the gunner softly spread out silently.
The Mongolian soldier screamed "Ah...", and then there was a "gudong" sound from the room, and it was obvious that someone had fallen.
One life for another.
If you spend your time on the battlefield, the Ming army will be so numerous that it is absolutely affordable.
"Stop the attack!" Shen Shiqiang quit. Now the Mongols are the old turtles in the urn, and it is obviously not worth spending the lives of soldiers to spend.
The Ming army gunmen retreated, and the dead soldier's body was also carried back by his companions.
Shen Shiqiang carefully watched the Mongolian barracks.
The barracks on the far left. On the left was a Mongolian tent. Now the tent has been burned, leaving only ashes all over the floor. There are no doors or windows on the wall of the barracks.
Shen Shiqiang summoned a soldier and whispered.
The soldier walked around to the burned-out tent, pressed against the wall on the left, and slowly moved to the front of the barracks.
He untied two grenades from his waist, unplugged the lead wires, threw them to the door, then turned and ran, hiding behind the wall.
"Boom, boom."
Two muffled noises came almost at the same time, and the dust on the walls fell one after another, and even the eaves trembled twice.
The lower part of the main door was blown up. The main door had been severely pouring. The scattered wood chips smashed the falling dust to pieces, and a hole larger than the window appeared at the door.
Shen Shiqiang extended his thumb to the soldier, "Good job, good job."
Encouraged, the soldier fumbled back to the side of the main entrance and pressed his body against the wall. He took out two grenades again, and after unplugging the lead wires, he extended the grenade into the entrance hole and threw it toward the window.
"Boom, boom," two muffled sounds.
"Ah..." screamed.
The three gunmen who had been prepared for a long time quickly rushed to the front door from the left.
"Boom... Boom..."
The soldier flew up and kicked towards the front door, and the broken front door fell to the ground.
Three soldiers appeared at the door, flintlocks pointed at different angles.
"Bang, bang."
Two bullets hit the same Mongolian soldier, one hit the left chest and the other hit the lower abdomen.
Flintlocks are slow to reload, and the situation in the house is unknown. They must keep a bullet.
"Swish".
The last Mongolian soldier in the house shot a cold arrow, hitting the heart of the soldier in the middle.
"Bang." The last gunman attacked and the bullet hit the Mongolian soldier's left shoulder. His left hand was loosened and the wooden bow fell to the ground.
The two gunmen of the Ming Army threw down their flintlocks, quickly drew their waist knives, and pounced on the wounded Mongolian soldier.
The Mongolian soldier was injured in his left shoulder. Although he drew his machete, he was not dexterous. The right shoulder was chopped again. The machete fell to the ground and was captured by two gunmen.
There were four Mongolian soldiers in the house, three dead and one injured. The wounded were escorted out of the barracks and sent to Shen Shiqiang.
Another soldier fell, and Shen Shiqiang became angry: "He beat this Mongolian soldier so hard that the Mongolians in the other barracks can hear it."
The two soldiers picked up the riding whips dropped by the Mongols from the ground, left and right, and slammed the wounded and captured Mongolian soldier.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhāhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
The Mongolian soldiers screamed, the Ming soldiers could not understand it, maybe the wolf could understand it, maybe the other Mongolian soldiers in the barracks could hear it.
The riding whip goes from head to toe and from toe to head.
The Mongolian soldier was in pain. He accumulated the last trace of strength. When the Ming soldier who beat him whip backwards, he suddenly flew up and kicked the Ming soldier’s abdomen. The Ming soldier fell on his back and couldn’t get up for a while. .
"Niang Xipi." Shen Shiqiang rushed into the crown. He took the soldier's whip and fiercely struck the Mongolian soldier's thigh. The whip was wrapped around his thigh. Shen Shiqiang pulled the whip hard.
The Mongolian soldier's legs were pulled into the air, and his body was nowhere to be stressed. With a "poof", he hit the ground heavily. Both his arms were severely injured and he could not support the ground, and his forehead hit the ground directly.
"Click", with a crisp sound, the Mongolian soldier fractured his cervical spine, his head tilted, and he immediately lost consciousness.
Shen Shiqiang was still puzzled, and he flicked two whips fiercely. The Mongolian soldiers no longer breathed, so he threw away his whip angrily.
"Continue to pay the second barracks."
There were a total of five Mongolian soldiers in the second barracks. They were surrendered. The Ming army paid the price of two deaths and one injury.
Shen Shiqiang fell into deep thought, and Du Wenhuan didn't pay such a big price when he attacked Guangning City. Facing these Mongols in the urn, he caused the soldiers to be killed and wounded.
He muttered to himself: "If only there were artillery, the artillery can blow up the walls of these barracks."
"Master, we have artillery!" said the soldier standing next to Shen Shiqiang.
Shen Shiqiang's gaze was still on the barracks: "Unfortunately, our artillery is in Ningyuan and Jinzhou, and we haven't shipped to Guangning at all."
"Master, there is artillery at the head of the city in Guangning. I saw it with my own eyes when I entered the city, and I even touched it on the artillery."
"There are artillery in the city?" Shen Shiqiang's eyes suddenly glowed with excitement, "You mean the tiger in the city?"
"Yes, Master, there are tigers on the head of the city."
The Tiger Cannon fired solid rounds and had limited impact on the enemy, so the Ming New Army was not equipped with the Tiger Cannon, and Shen Shiqiang forgot it.
If used to hit the wall of the barracks, the power of the tiger cannon may be greater, and the solid bullet will not explode, but the energy given by the cannon body when fired is all on the solid bullet, and its impact is much stronger than that of the flower bullet.
Shen Shiqiang was happy for a while, and he touched the head of his soldier, "Yes, the brain is so good, if you can destroy the Mongols, you are the first one."
The soldier smiled and touched his head.
Shen Shiqiang's complexion was cold, and he turned around and said to the soldiers: "Take down all the artillery from Nancheng Gate, and transport them here together with the solid bullets."