[Chapter 480] On a bloody night, nightmare reappears

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When looking at ancient history, the ancients often described the cannons very exaggeratedly, and there was often a saying that one shot was "decayed for dozens of miles". It felt like half of the county town would be gone after a shot. In fact, it was just bragging. An iron lump with a caliber of only sixty or seventy millimeters would naturally be fatal when hitting a person. Hitting a building can also cause certain damage. However, if the damage is too great, it may not be possible. Hitting a hole on the city wall is just to dig a hole. Sometimes even digging a hole may not be successful.

It seems that a solid bounce of the wall of Gulang City can indeed smash the red bricks outside, and the loess inside will continue to flow out. This is because the wall of Gulang City is too old, and red bricks are used instead of blue bricks. If it is the large blue bricks of Ningxia City wall, the Folang machine cannon hit it, it will break a gap.

In fact, if hundreds of solid bullets are bounced down, even if the walls of Gulang City are full of holes, it is impossible to completely collapse. Because the solid bullets shot from behind basically do not have much effect. The walls of Gulang City are filled with solid loess in the middle. When the solid bullets hit the loess, it is like a mud cow entering the sea and disappearing.

The effect of solid bullets is like this. The power of the shotgun is conceivable, and it is even less harmful to the buildings. Xu Xingxia dug a large number of basements and limited the rebel cannons to five hundred meters away, making it impossible for them to use the shotgun. For the rebel artillery, it basically means breaking two legs. If you want to kill people, you can't do it. If you want to destroy the city, you can't do it. If you can't do both, the effect will naturally be greatly reduced.

As for the legendary flowering bullets, there are indeed some. However, their power can be almost ignored. The flowering bullets at that time were not mature and had very little power. Only the European powers tested some and never promoted them in large quantities. The fundamental reason is that they are not suitable. The border grenades made by the Eighth Route Army themselves used yellow explosives, which were much more powerful than black explosives, and the result was often two petals in one blow. The flowering bullets made of black gunpowder, or grenades, can be imagined.

In fact, if you think about it simply, you will know that the quality of gunpowder in later generations has been greatly improved. It is much more powerful than black gunpowder. Firecrackers with big fists cannot kill people, and it is difficult to even seriously injured (it is not counted in the eyes, *** and other vital parts). It is OK to scare people, but as for real killing enemies, it will be useless.

(Author’s note: Don’t tell me that the firecracker factory explodes, that’s two different things. Single firecrackers usually cannot die. Extra-large fireworks are not counted, they are out of the scope of our discussion. Extra-large fireworks use gunpowder.)

The explosive packs used by the White Army have the least amount of charge, and are more than ten kilograms. Why should I load at least ten kilograms of black gunpowder? That is, if the number of black gunpowder is small, there will be no killing effect. What obvious effect can I have to throw a few firecrackers in the crowd? To truly have a better killing effect, the amount of black gunpowder is at least more than 30 kilograms. A thirty kilograms of black gunpowder will naturally not be small.

The 70mm-caliber flowering bullet inside may be less than one pound of black gunpowder. What kind of killing effect can it have? Even the launching medicine loaded by the Sun and Moon Guns cost 20 grams of black gunpowder at a time. A pound of black gunpowder can only be fired more than twenty times. To be honest, on the battlefield, the so-called flowering bullets, or grenades, really cannot play any role. Unless you have the strength of the King Kong.

In fact, from the perspective of killing the enemy, what Xu Xingxia vigorously promoted was a fifty-pound explosive pack. Only when a fifty-pound black gunpowder and the power of the explosive pack would be as powerful as a small TNT explosive pack in later generations. When throwing it into the crowd, the killing effect was still very significant. If the enemy adopted a human-sea tactic, a fifty-pound explosive pack could cover dozens or even hundreds of people if it was packed with fifty-pound explosive packs.

Besides, fuses are also a big problem. It is impossible for shells to use fuses, right? The fuse technology at that time could not meet the needs of flowering bullets at all. Even if Xu Xingxia was a time traveler, it was not so easy to solve the problem of this fuse. In my impression, the solution to shell fuses was almost the same as that of Ray Mercury. During the Napoleon period, artillery soldiers showed their power, and the main types of bullets used were still solid bullets or shotguns.

...It's gone far.

With the rumbling sound of cannons, three days passed without realizing it.

During these three days, the bombardment of the rebel artillery still did not achieve any decent results. The city wall that the Tatars most wanted to destroy was never destroyed. As for the city gates, they were blocked by sandbags, and even if they were broken, it was useless. The city walls were not destroyed, and the power of the Tatars' riding and shooting could not be exerted. There was no way, and the Tatars could only endure it. If they rushed up rashly now and waited for them, they would inevitably have the fate of destruction.

"Push up other siege weapons! Be sure to destroy Gulang City!" Seeing that there was no effect, Bergen was anxious. He was the siege general designated by Morigen, and was responsible for the main siege task. Seeing that three or four days had passed, the Tatars were still rushing outside Gulang City. How could he not be in a hurry? What should we do with such siege efficiency?

Although Mo Rigen has not shown any irritability, even idiots can see that Mo Rigen is patient. If this damn Gulang City is not taken down as soon as possible, Mo Rigen will definitely go crazy. Not only will Mo Rigen go crazy, but all the Tatars will go crazy. If they can't take Gulang City, they can't do anything, so they can only go back to Mobei in shame!

In desperation, Bergen had to take a different approach. He decided to trade all his belongings and transport them out in one go. He ordered the rebels to move out all the siege weapons and launch an attack on Gulang City. Whether these siege weapons are useful or not, they will be sent to the battlefield first. Perhaps a miracle may happen.

"Good east, such a spectacular guy. Are the Tartars showing their siege weapons?" Liu Chuang said loudly on the top of the city. His words attracted many people's nods. From the Qianli Mile Mile, they could see cannons, catapults, arrow towers, ladders, rushers... and even the oldest siege hammers! It seems that these rebels were really active when they were working for the Tartars! Is it really that pleasant to be a thief?

Under the high pressure of the Tatars, Liu Fengxi had to organize two or three thousand rebels, pushing various siege weapons to launch a tentative attack on Gulang City. Some of the Tatar cavalry were behind the scenes. The consequences were naturally thought of with their heels. How could the White Army get these siege weapons close? No matter how hard it was, Xu Xingxia gave the order, and there was a fierce shooting.

"Bang bang bang!"

In the direction of Gulang City, gunfire is constantly sounding.

By the way, the soldiers of the White Army were bombarded by the Tartar cannon for three days and had already been full of anger. Now it was the opportunity to vent. They all gritted their teeth and operated the Sun and Moon guns at the fastest speed, and fired Minnie bullets fiercely. Faced with such a fierce rain of bullets, the rebels who were trying to rush up naturally fell to the ground one by one, just like drunkenness.

The morale of the rebels was already very low, and three or four hundred people were killed, and the others scattered. Even the Tartars wanted to stop them, they could not stop them. Later, even the Tartars had to withdraw. Because the bullets shot from the white-clothed army had already landed on them. As the rebels scattered, the siege weapons they promoted became waste, lying in a mess on the fields, and no one cared about them anymore.

"asshole!"

Mo Rigen is almost vomiting blood.

These rebels in Gansu Town are so useless!

Isn’t it just to push some siege weapons forward? Such a small thing can’t be done well! I really don’t know why the Ming court raised so many wastes... Well, the Ming court raised them to give them money, food and weapons. If it weren’t for these wastes, it would probably not be easy to take down Gansu Town without spending a little money. If they weren’t wastes, they wouldn’t surrender to the Tatars easily and work hard for the Tatars!

At the beginning, Mo Rigen felt very comfortable when so many people surrendered. He felt like he was the king of history, with countless admirers coming to serve. But now, he felt uncomfortable at all. Because these guys would only waste food in vain and have no use at all. If the Tatars had not known how to manipulate these siege weapons, he really wanted to give the next order to bury all these rebels alive.

"We must take back all the siege weapons!" Mo Rigen shouted angrily.

He felt that those trenchers and other things were placed alone on the field between the two armies, which was too abrupt, as if mocking him for Mo Rigen's incompetence. He would never tolerate such a thing happening. Anyway, those wastes are not to be jealous of death, so let them die. It would be better to die all of them, and they are not clean! Mo Rigen also secretly warned himself that if you have nothing to do in the future, don't take these rebels in order to avoid holding them up.

Under the high pressure of the Tatars, there was no way. Liu Fengxi and Li Guozhen had to organize a team of hundreds of people to prepare to dispatch at night to pull back the siege weapons. At this time, it was already September. That night, it happened to be the third day of the September 2018. The ancient poem has clouds, but on the third day of the September 2018, the dew is like a pearl and a moon like a bow. That is to say, there is a little moonlight. So the movement of the rebels was immediately discovered by the white army.

That night, Gao Jie was the one who was responsible for the battle duty in Gulang City. After being trapped in the basement for a few days, Gao Jie felt that he was about to get moldy and was able to come out to breathe. It was really good to be able to come out and have some breathing. Lying behind the battlements, watching everything outside the city, breathing the fresh air, Gao Jie couldn't help but stretch his waist. As a result, at this moment, someone reported that there was movement in the Tartars outside.

Gao Jie raised the Qianli Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile, which is awesome! Every move within three or four miles outside the city can be clearly seen. When he discovered the rebels' actions, he couldn't help laughing. Some people wanted to seek death, but others couldn't stop them! They were paralyzed and sneaky, so I'll let you move openly.

"No shooting is allowed!" Gao Jie ordered seriously.

The white-clothed soldiers who were about to shoot subconsciously released the trigger.

The quiet city of Gulang City was silent, without any movement, which made Liu Fengxi and Li Guozhen breathe a sigh of relief, and Mo Rigen and others breathe a sigh of relief. It seems that the white-clothed army inside the ancient city road did not notice the heartache outside the city. This is definitely a good thing! In order to seize the time, Liu Fengxi mobilized most of the rebels. For a time, four or five thousand people were busy in the wilderness and worked hard.

They had no idea that in Gulang City, there were also figures flashing and the atmosphere was solemn. They were the white-clothed soldiers in the basement, coming out one after another, coming up to the city wall, preparing for battle. How could such a vigorous move lack the participation of the white-clothed soldiers? This is definitely not a way to entertain guests! When the number of rebels basically reached the highest point, Xu Xingxia shouted: "Let's fire!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

In an instant, countless fierce gunfires shattered the tranquility of the late night.

The Minnie bomb seemed to be pouring rain, leaning towards the busy rebels and Tartars.

On the wilderness outside Gulang City, there were a few Tartars and rebels who were happily moving siege weapons, with five or six thousand people. So many people gathered together and were suddenly shot with such a fierce shot within the range of the Sun and Moon guns. What effect do you think will be? It was definitely the arrival of the God of Death, with a whistle and a large number of falls! In fact, the first round of volleys of the White Army killed and injured at least 800 enemies.

The Tatars and rebels who were caught off guard suddenly fell down like they were harvesting wheat. They had no time to react and fell into chaos in an instant. They never dreamed that the White Army would suddenly shoot at this time. They thought that the White Army had not noticed their actions at all. No one would think of resisting. The only thing they thought was to turn around and escape and get out of the White Army's musket range. However, in the darkness, in the darkness, it was quite skillful to escape. Most people could not do it.

Some people ran around and disappeared. Some people were directly beaten to death while running. Some people saw a fire, and subconsciously ran towards the place with fire. As a result, when they got near the fire, they saw that there were only corpses around, and there was no living person. They suddenly became hunched and didn't know what to do. As a result, Minnie flew over and turned them into a corpse.

In the darkness, in the panic, almost half of the people, because they couldn't tell the direction, actually ran towards Gulang City. In other words, the distance between them and Gulang City was getting closer and closer. They were really confused and rushed towards the gun of the White-Clothed Army. Is this a escaping? This is simply suicide! The White-Clothed Army will naturally not be polite to these enemies. Minnie bullets roared away and knocked them all down.

"Damn..." Mo Rigen and others saw it from behind, all their faces were pale.

When he said this, Mo Rigen had almost no angry tone. Because he almost didn't know how to be angry. Mo Rigen no longer knew what words to express Xu Xingxia's anger. It was this small trap that he lost thousands more. Finally, it was counted that more than 3,000 rebels and more than 600 Tatars fell near the siege weapons. The blood dyed the night blood red.

After this bloody night, the muskets of the White Army once again became a nightmare for the Tatars. They must always remember that they should not be too close to Gulang City, otherwise, it would be the result of being shot. Even some Tartar cavalry would be attacked if they tried to move a little further. The White Army in Gulang City was not stingy with ammunition at all. A distance of 130 feet was a gate of hell. Any enemy who entered this gate of hell will be shot fiercely.

There was no way, the Tatars had to continue to endure like this. They hoped that the morale of the White-Clothed Army would collapse one day. During this period, a small team of Tatar cavalry tried to find the dead ends of the White-Clothed Army's musket shooting. As a result, Bergen dispatched a team of 100 people and walked around Gulang City, but there were only less than twenty people. Unable to find the dead end, Bergen had to give up. In these few days, his hair turned numerous white.

As a result, in a flash, seven or eight days passed again. All the Tatar executives began to get anxious. What they were worried about was not that the reinforcements from the white-clothed army might have arrived, but that their own logistics reserves had been almost exhausted.

There are quite a lot of Tatars, with a total of 40,000 or 50,000 people, plus more than 10,000 rebels, that is 60,000 or 70,000. So many people are crowded together, eating and drinking, and so many war horses. The daily consumption is a huge number. Not to mention anything else, drinking water is a troublesome! In this ghost place in Gansu Town, clear water is also a very important resource! Without enough water, war horses will not be able to support it.

The roads in Gulang City cannot be opened, and the Tatars continued to stay here, with only continuous consumption. With the Tatars' reserves, it is estimated that they can still hold on for half a month. If half a month has passed and there is no harvest, even if the white-clothed army does not fight back, they will retreat themselves.

The only way is to burn the boat and launch a general attack. Only by striving for it can one gain a way out. However, the problem is, if the White Army does not collapse and is covered by the city wall, will the Tatars launch a general attack? Facing the White Army's muskets, they will rush forward rashly and commit suicide! Should they launch a general attack? Mo Rigen is struggling again.
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