Chapter 41 Crush
Chapter 41 Crush
At Song Laosan's command, the men of the quick-gun company lowered their guns to their shoulders, raised their guns, bent their waists, ran forward, and quickly dispersed.
Shao Hengzhong was puzzled. These soldiers looked very disciplined when standing together, so how could they scatter in such a short time?
In fact, these ninety people formed a skirmish line in squads, stopped seventy steps away from the wall of the weir, and squatted collectively with guns.
In real ancient wars, anyone within a hundred steps outside the city wall was within the range of bows and arrows. Nowadays, no one is willing to put so much effort into bows and arrows, so seventy steps is safe enough.
Shao Quanzhong picked up the telescope in front of his chest and observed the movements on the city wall.
Today's telescope technology is quite mature. What Shao Quanzhong has in his hand is the British Louis Casella handheld binocular brass telescope, which is basically the same as the one Shao Quanzhong used in his previous life.
In the camera, on the city wall, Liu Erguaizi was walking back and forth with a Bagua knife in his hand, arranging defenses.
Almost all of the more than 200 able-bodied men in the village went up to the city, with rolling logs and stones ready, hot gold juice, and a foul odor. Dozens of them were holding bows and arrows, ready for battle.
Liu Erguaizi suddenly stopped, pointed at the position of himself and Shao Hengzhong, and said something to his men. Shao Quanzhong raised the corner of his mouth slightly and squeezed out three words, "You are dead..."
Before he could finish his words, a bloody hole appeared on Liu Erguaizi's forehead and he suddenly fell on his back, with his Bagua knife clanging to the ground.
This martial arts master had no room to display his martial arts skills and was the first to be shot in the head during the attack by the Zhongzi Camp.
Shao Quanzhong put down the telescope and cursed with a smile, "Song Laosan is such a fool, he is so damn confident, the right way is to shoot him in the chest from such a distance.
If you miss, you'll be in big trouble.
But, people are always compared to each other, this guy is more upright than me."
Song Laotian was a natural archer, and Shao Quanzhong envied him. In order to shoot accurately, he even deliberately did not use a bayonet, striving for perfection.
As Song Laosan fired the first shot, ninety rifles fired almost simultaneously. The sound was like popping beans, and twenty or thirty people fell on the city wall in an instant.
Almost all the servants in Qiweizi were surnamed Liu. After Liu Erguaizi's death, the camp was not in chaos, as his brother immediately took over the command.
The quick-fire gun company lay on the ground, each holding a gun, staring at the top of the city wall.
Anyone who showed his head would be hit by several bullets. Soon, no one could be seen on the city wall. No one ran away, but just lay down.
Lin Bozi shouted, "Brothers, follow me!"
With madness in his eyes, he was the first to rush forward carrying a bag of black powder explosives.
Behind Lin Bozai followed a platoon of engineers, all of whom carried explosive packs on their shoulders, bamboo shields on their backs, and engineer shovels on their waists under the shields.
The bamboo and hemp shield is not the standard equipment of the Zhongzi Camp, but an old equipment left over from Yang Yong’s militia.
The Zhongzi Battalion has no cannons, so they have to use explosive packs to attack the city. This backward equipment cannot be eliminated for the time being.
The soldiers led by Lin Bozai were not professional engineers. In fact, all the soldiers in the Zhongzi Battalion were trained in civil engineering operations, but he had no guns, so he acted as an engineer.
Shao Quanzhong sighed, "Bo Zai is really strong. I am a little worried about you fighting so hard, brother."
Some people on the city wall would suddenly pop their heads out to observe, then quickly retreat. When they saw someone charging, dozens of arrows were shot blindly.
The projectile was not accurate and the probability of hitting the estimated position was wrong, but two soldiers were still injured by arrows. Bo Zai rushed too far forward and missed him.
The engineers rushed to the foot of the city, picked up engineering shovels and started digging holes.
The siege method of using black powder to blow up city walls has a long history. Li Zicheng used it when he attacked Kaifeng.
Hong Xiuquan relied on this trick to capture Nanjing, and the Qing army besieged Anqing and finally broke into the city by blowing up the city walls.
The people on the city wall knew what the Zhongzi Camp was going to do, and they threw logs and stones down desperately, and golden juice also poured down like raindrops.
However, due to the thorough fire suppression from rifles, no one on the city dared to show their heads, and they all hid behind the battlements and threw blindly, so their accuracy was much poorer.
More than 20 engineers dug together, and more than a dozen of them held bamboo shields to resist. Occasionally, some were injured, but it did not affect the overall situation. Qiwei is a so-called "earth embankment", commonly known as an earthen wall, not a stone wall. The hole was dug very quickly, and soon the hole was large enough to fill it with more than 30 explosive packs.
After placing the gunpowder, the engineers retreated, carrying two people whose legs were broken by rolling logs.
Lin Bozi personally covered the rear, lit the tinder, turned around and ran, ran a few dozen steps and lay down, covering his ears tightly with his hands and opening his mouth wide.
"boom!"
A violent explosion.
Now that TNT is about to be produced, the technology of compressed black powder has matured. With so many compressed black powder explosive packs, even a stone wall can be collapsed into the sky.
A large section of the earthen city wall was blown up, and dust filled the sky.
Shao Hengzhong saw that they had blown up the city wall easily and no one was killed, just a few injured. He deeply realized the power of quick guns.
They have fast guns, so they can defeat the larger enemy with a smaller one, without having to surround them with ten. Times have changed, and so have the tactics of warfare.
We are going to fight to the death, and we can't use our superiors to help us. Shao Hengzhong waved the Yanling knife in his hand, "Brothers, follow me!"
More than 400 Tongzhou militiamen, armed with swords and spears, rushed in through the gap, howling.
All the Liu family members inside practiced martial arts and were in high spirits to defend the village, charging back with Bagua knives in hand.
A brutal fight broke out in the village, with the sounds of knives and guns piercing flesh and screams everywhere.
Hai Qing came close to Shao Quanzhong, his face full of anxiety, "Second brother, the Tongzhou militia has charged in, shouldn't we follow them?
If we don't go, we won't get any of the money in the manor!"
Shao Quanzhong waved his hand and said, "It's enough for us to blow up the city wall. Don't try to steal the credit from others.
As for the silver, I have plenty of ways to get it. The little silver in the village will be gone if it is gone. I am more interested in Shao Hengzhong.
I pride myself on being an expert at judging people, but this kid's honest face and his performance so far remind me of an old brother..."
Shao Quanzhong stood with his hands behind his back, a rare gleam of light in his eyes, and it was unknown who he was thinking of.
The first wave of rifle attacks killed many people on the city wall. Now the number of militiamen in Tongzhou is twice that of those in the weir.
Shao Hengzhong's brothers had also been practicing spears and sticks for a long time, and were a perfect match for the Liu family.
The single soldier met his match in chess, and the gap in numbers was huge. Liu Erguaizi, the Liu family's top master, was killed, and the number of people in the village became fewer and fewer.
The last group of Liu family members boarded a boat and escaped along the Yangtze River. They could not be caught up, and the rest were captured.
Hearing the cheers of the Tongzhou militia in the village, it was obvious that they had won. Haiqing slapped his thigh with a look of regret.
"It's over, the money is completely gone.
Alas, we marched for two days in vain, wasted so many bullets and gunpowder, and all of them were used to make wedding clothes for others, and you, second brother, can still laugh. "
Shao Quanzhong was indeed laughing, "Third brother, your prediction may not be correct."
Then he murmured to himself, "Shao Hengzhong, whether you have a future depends on your current performance.
On the surface, I can give you a high position and a generous salary, and I am your benefactor.
But, actually, I need someone like you more, don’t let me down…”
(End of this chapter)