Dozens of Jurchen archers broke through the resistance of the flintlock and began to shoot arrows at the city.
The arrows of the Jurchen are as ruthless as the bullets of the flintlock. First they leave the bowstring, fly high into the sky, and then fall straight from the high altitude. When they encounter the unlucky Ming army soldiers, they immediately get into their flesh. .
The wounded soldiers of the Ming army were all sent back to the city in time, waiting for the soldiers under the city to be added immediately.
After the Ming Army suffered casualties, the soldiers' hearts fluctuated. They were afraid of being injured again, so they began to use the parapet as the cover to avoid the arrows of the Jurchen.
Du Wenhuan saw that the formation of the Ming army was going to be chaotic, and immediately gave the order to stop the soldiers from avoiding arrows. If you want to protect yourself, you must first destroy this group of slave archers.
Under Du Wenhuan's high pressure, the gunners entered a state of concentration again. They could not see the arrow above their heads at all, only the slaves under the city were in their eyes.
Arrows continued to fall from the air. When the last feather arrow cut through the sky and flew towards the city with howling, the Jurchen archer found that he had become a real lonely man, and all his companions had fallen from horses. The Lord's horses are looking for their masters in horror.
He forgot to draw the arrow from the quiver behind him. He didn't know whether to continue to throw arrows at the city head or to rescue those wailing companions.
The Flintlock of the Ming Army helped him make a choice.
Several bullets, from different directions, hit his chest, lower abdomen...
The blood from the wound hadn't penetrated the outside of the leather armor. He desperately pressed the wound to prevent the blood from flowing out, but there were too many wounds. Although the longbow had been lowered, his two hands were still not enough.
"boom."
With a gunshot, he was shot in the cheek again, and red blood gushed down the blood hole.
His vision began to blur, and he wanted to look up to see who shot the bullet, but he couldn't lift his head like a huge boulder on top of it.
The horse was frightened, his hips squatted, his legs lifted off the ground, and he threw him to the ground all of a sudden...
The Jurchen archers behind were still confronting the Ming army. They were not confronting each other. They came up to die one by one. The firepower of the Ming army was completely concentrated at a hundred paces. As long as they entered this range, the bow and arrow would be like entering the Bermuda Delta, and they were suddenly swept away. It's gone without a trace.
Dan Tiqing took a peek at Hulus. His soldiers were still on the ladder. They hadn't climbed to the top of the city, and they were no better than himself.
Du Wenhuan on the front of the city, while commanding the soldiers to stop Dan Tiqing's cavalry, while looking at the gunmen on the other side, there is no danger for the time being, and there is no need to mobilize the reserve team behind.
Suddenly, he saw that there was a group of slave-building cavalry far away from the battlefield, as if following behind to supervise the battle.
"It must be a high-ranking official who supervises the battle, maybe Mang Gultay is inside." He secretly gave the gunner an order: "Gather all the artillery, and fire a salvo. The target is the cavalry behind."
"Boom... Long..."
Forty artillery can fire forty bombs at a time, some bombs deviated, and more than twenty bombs fell in the crowd.
This group of cavalry gathered together and almost stopped moving, like a fixed target, the blooming bullets also focused on shooting, exploding this area to blood and flesh.
Mang Gurtai's luck was good, the flower bullet did not directly land on his head, but one of the shattered shrapnel hit his horse belly.
The horse was in pain and ran wildly towards the wall.
Mang Gurtai was shocked, he held the horse's rein, loosened the legs that clamped the horse's belly, and adjusted the horse's head.
However, the horse was frightened, its castration was not reduced, and it furiously went away from the wall.
As soon as Mangultai fled, the cavalry who had been with him all the time also ran back. They both followed Mangultai and avoided the artillery of the Ming army.
The uninjured cavalry all fled a thousand steps away with Manggurtai.
The Ming Army gunners adjusted the muzzle and adjusted the firing range to the maximum-1,500 steps, followed by a wave of shelling.
Mangguertai was taken aback: How did the range of the Ming Army’s artillery suddenly increase? He let go of the horse's rein and allowed the frightened horse to flee back.
Dan Tiqing was distressing his soldiers, but Mang Gurtai did not give an order to retreat. He could only clenched his teeth and persisted. Now Mang Gurtai ran away, he waved his hand and immediately issued an order: "Master Belle is in trouble. Retreat quickly and protect Lord Baylor."
The cavalry clashed, turned the horse's head, and rushed back. Although a few soldiers were unwilling to turn their heads and looked back at the city, their mounts did not slow down.
Du Wenhuan saw that this group of Jian slave cavalry had become the dish of the Ming army, but now he escaped. He stamped his feet in a hurry and shouted at the gunner: "Hurry up, fire the gun, don't let these Jian slaves run away." Up."
The gunners immediately concentrated their firepower and fired on these fugitive Jurchen cavalry.
The speed of the cavalry was too fast. After two rounds of shelling, Dan Tiqing still led seven or eight hundred cavalry and escaped beyond the range of the artillery.
The 1,500 gunmen on the left, after Dan Tiqing escaped, automatically joined the shooting on Hulus.
Hulus suddenly felt a lot of pressure. It turned out that his soldiers could still rush up the ladder and climb along the ladder to the top of the city. Now the soldiers can no longer get close to the ladder.
There are more and more casualties, and the ladder is out of reach.
Hulus scolded with anger: "Dantizen, this hen eggless bastard, Lord Baylor did not give the order to withdraw troops, so he ran away without authorization. I must go to Lord Baylor to accuse him."
The gunmen in the city don't care what Hulus thinks, bullets are raining, and the Jurchen infantry who shoots down the city are all dismounted, without horses, of course they are infantry.
The Jurchen soldiers rushed to the position of the ladder, but the bullet of the flintlock was several times faster, and they shot at this tide mercilessly.
The Jurchen soldiers at the front, one after another, like dominoes, fell to the ground one after another, and the Jurchen soldiers at the back made up again.
It turned out that their speed of making up exceeded the speed of death, so the team kept advancing, and some even climbed up the ladder. However, after the Ming army gunmen on the left joined in, the tide was completely contained, and the soldiers who had made up for it, Not comparable to the number of soldiers killed or wounded.
The speed of the infantry was originally much slower than that of the cavalry. Now there are obstacles everywhere on the ground-wounded soldiers or corpses. The impact speed of the Jurchen soldiers slowed down further, as if the tide met the oncoming. Undercurrents, castration suddenly reduced.
Bruce looked up at the city, then scanned the city down again.
He is now a lone army, Mang Gurtai and Dan Tiqing have long since escaped.
"Without Mang Gurtai's order, could he be a deserter like Dan Tiqing?" Hulus hesitated, he was determined to continue to attack the city. If he defeated Guangning, he would have the monopoly and reward him at that time. The cows, sheep, wealth, women...
But the gunmen of the Ming army in the city focused all their firepower on his soldiers. He didn't deliberately count them, but he could feel that the casualties were by no means a minority.
The sun is still high in the sky. If he breaks through the city now, he can drive the Ming army out of the city before it gets dark, and he can still enjoy a night alone.
Now not only did his soldiers not break the city, they could not even get close to the ladder. In a moment of hesitation, dozens of soldiers fell.
Hulus dragged a guard: "Go and see, how many soldiers we still have."
"Yes, um." The soldier leaped on his horse and patrolled around the soldiers for a half circle. He slowed down his horse and carefully counted the number of soldiers.
After a while, the soldier came back with his head drooping. He rolled over and got off his horse. He came to Hulus's front and said in a low voice, "Well, we still have more than four hundred soldiers."
"What? Only four hundred soldiers?" Hulus grabbed the collar of the soldier's leather armor: "You coward, you must be afraid of the muskets of the Ming army, you didn't see it clearly."
The soldier was crying and crying: "Uh, true, I really counted it carefully. It should not exceed 450 soldiers. I am afraid that there will be dozens of soldiers casualties."
Hulus squeezed his right hand and pushed the guard away, his eyes turned to the battlefield again.
Flintlocks and bows and arrows were swallowing their opponents. Jurchen soldiers did not supplement, and there would be one missing if they died. However, the Ming army on the head of the city continued to flow, and it seemed that there was no vacancy in a single position until now.
"Damn Han people, why are there so many?" Hulus cursed, but he figured it out. If he fights on, the soldiers will die.
"Uh, really, only we are fighting." The soldier leaned forward and reminded carefully.
Bruce looked at the city with nostalgia. He had only four hundred soldiers. Even if they could climb the city, they couldn't swallow the huge city of Guangning.
"Withdraw!" Hulus gritted his teeth, and two words popped out between his teeth.
The Jurchen soldiers stopped throwing arrows at the head of the city. They turned around and ran to the area where the horses were parked, not minding leaving their backs to the gunmen of the Ming army.
"Jian Slave is going to run away."
The morale of the Ming army was greatly boosted, and there was no threat of arrows. The flintlock bullets were more dense, and they were ruthlessly shot at the backs of the Jurchen soldiers. The Jurchen soldiers who ran at the back fell a large swath.
The Jurchen soldiers in front grabbed the horse, but they followed Hulus away without looking back.
"Cannon, quick, fire." Du Wenhuan was anxious, Jiannu had escaped from the flintlock range, and only the artillery could get it.
"Boom... Long..."
"Boom... Long..."
"Boom... Long..."
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Although all the artillery was fired, there were too few Jurchen soldiers in the city, but there were three or four hundred people, and it was difficult for the bullets to fall into the crowd. It was a bit like seeing the Jurchen soldiers off.
Hulus desperately caught up to Mangultai and Dan Tiqing, and the three of them joined forces.
Mang Gurtai's face was sullen, and the kumiss that never left his hand was gone.
"Master Belle, Dan Tiqing withdrew without authorization, resulting in a lone army and heavy losses." Seeing Dan Tiqing, Hulus finally found a way to vent.
"Go back and talk about it!" Mang Gurtai pulled the horse's rein, turned the horse's head, and flew to the big tent first.
He estimated that the number of cavalry under him was less than 1,500, not even a single Jiala. The Ming army was good at sneak attacks. With such a small number of soldiers staying in the field, the big account is no longer safe.
"Put away the big account and return to Xipingbao immediately."