Chapter 295: Restoration of Beijing

Beijing.

Tang Sheng's Mixed Battalion set out from Tianjin and rushed northwards. Finally, it arrived outside Desheng Gate at dawn on the third day. Not long after noon, Shi Lang's Zhenhai Navy also rushed to the canal dock outside Desheng Gate. After unloading the Red Barbarian Cannon from the navy warship, the Central Army immediately began to get busy and prepare to attack the city.

The two thousand Jiannu left behind in Beijing were the flags of the Inlaid Blue Banner. The flag owner Fei Yangwu was Jirgalang's eighth brother. Jirgalang was imprisoned and died after losing his political battle with Dorgon. Fei Yangwu inherited the Inlaid Blue Banner from Jirgalang. However, Fei Yangwu and Dorgon had a bad relationship, so the Inlaid Blue Banner was repeatedly suppressed, and Fei Yangwu, the banner owner, also lost power.

During this battle in Jining, Dorgon took away the elite troops from the Inlaid Blue Banner, leaving only two thousand old, weak, sick and disabled for Fei Yangwu.

At this time, Fei Yangwu was pacing back and forth restlessly on the arrow tower of Deshengmen. Beads of sweat were already flowing from his bare forehead. The Ming army was in the forefront, and he also carried a powerful red barbarian cannon. It was obvious that the two thousand old, weak, sick and disabled in the city could not be defended for a long time. However, there was no news from Dorgon, so Fei Yangwu did not dare to withdraw his troops easily.

Although Fei Yangwu and Dorgon have a bad relationship, he is a Jurchen, no matter what, and he knows the importance of Beijing.

Fei Yangwu knew that if Beijing was lost, the Jurchens would lose their final destination in the pass. What's more serious is that once Dorgon lost the Battle of Jining, the Eight Banners Army and the Mongolian Army might be cut off by the Ming army and eventually end up with a complete destruction.

Therefore, without Dorgon's will, Fei Yangwu would have to defend Beijing even if he knew he was dead.

The only thing that made Fei Yangwu feel fortunate was that Beijing was once the capital of the Ming Dynasty. The former Ming Emperor Chongzhen set up forty-eight red barbarian cannons and more than a hundred large and large local cannons on the Jiumen Tower of Beijing. Although the bandits destroyed some cannons when they withdrew from Beijing, a considerable number of cannons were left for the Qing army.

Later, when the Battle of Liaocheng broke out, Tong Yangxing dismantled the only nine red cannons from the top of Beijing to enrich his artillery team. As a result, the Ming army's artillery team was blown into pieces by the Ming army's artillery team in the Battle of Liaocheng. Tong Yangxing was also killed, and Jiannuzhong lost the talent and technology to cast red cannons.

However, even so, there are still dozens of local cannons on the top of the city of Beijing. Although the power of these local cannons cannot be compared with that of the Red Cannons, the Ming army placed above the city is still quite lethal. Moreover, due to the shooting angle, it is difficult for the Red Cannons outside the city to hit the Earth Cannons on the top of the city.

Before the Ming army began to attack the city, Fei Yangwu asked someone to transport dozens of local cannons to Deshengmen. With these dozens of local cannons, Fei Yangwu finally felt a little confident.

But when he thought about it again, Fei Yangwu felt a little sad. He thought that when the Eight Banners Army was in its prime, less than a hundred cavalry and the Eight Banners cavalry dared to attack the thousands of Ming troops. But now, he used two thousand Eight Banners soldiers to deal with more than ten thousand Ming troops outside the city, and he was still frightened. This gap was too big.

On the hill outside Desheng Gate, Tang Sheng and Shi Lang were holding monoculars in their hands to observe the movements of Jiannu on the city.

Shi Lang was the first to see the earth cannons on the top of the city and said in a lost voice: "Good, there are dozens of earth cannons on the top of the city."

"Damn it." Tang Sheng licked his chapped lips and cursed, "Fortunately, I'm more careful. If I pull the Red Cannon outside the city gate and bombard it hard, I will suffer a big loss!"

The effective range of the Red Cannon is of course greater than that of the local cannon, but this is not the case under certain conditions.

For example, when bombarding the city gate, the red cannons had to be filled with solid iron bombs when bombing the city gate, and they had to aim at the city gate to shoot directly, so the range of the red cannons was greatly shortened. At this time, the range of the earth cannons on the top of the city exceeded that of the red cannons under the city. Even if Jiannu couldn't use the earth cannons to directly destroy the red cannons near the city gate, it could at least bring a lot of damage to the Ming army artillery that was operating, and at the same time seriously affected the artillery shooting of the Ming army artillery.

Shi Lang thought for a while and said, "The Beijing city gate is thick and heavy, and the outer surface is also made of copper nails. The door frame of the frame door is made of hemlock wood. It is not easy to open one person. Yibeizhi probably needs to fire at least a dozen cannons if he wants to penetrate the city gate. This will take a long time. It seems that he has to find a way to protect our red cannons and artillery!"

Tang Sheng thought for a moment, and shouted, "I have a trick."

"Oh?" Shi Lang couldn't help asking, "What trick?"

"You will know then, hehe." Tang Sheng smiled and said, "Look at me."

At the top of Deshengmen City, Arrow Tower.

When Fei Yangwu was leaning against the archery hole and looking down, a loud military horn suddenly sounded outside the city. Fei Yangwu had never heard the military horn of the Central Army of the Ming Dynasty. He was shocked and asked in a narrow voice: "What is this sound?"

The real people around Fei Yangwu looked at each other and couldn't answer.

While waiting for a suffocating moment, a sharp-eyed Jialaezhen suddenly shouted: "Master, look, Ming army is coming!"

When Fei Yangwu looked back quickly, he saw the brigade of Ming troops in an orderly lined up and slowly approaching outside Desheng Gate. Fei Yangwu roughly estimated that the Ming troops had two or three thousand people, all with blue cloth cotton coats, all with big brimmed hats, and all with muskets in his hands.

There was also a bright bayonet at the front of each Mingjun musket. Thousands of bayonets gathered into a cold forest of death. A dazzling cold light reflected under the setting sun, almost confusing Fei Yangwu's eyes. Fei Yangwu looked around, and Gushan Ezhen, Jiala Ezhen and Niu Lu Ezhen all looked solemn.

This Ming army is completely different from the Ming army that Fei Yangwu was familiar with before. Obviously, this is the most elite Ming Central Army in the legend.

"The Central Army of the Ming Dynasty!"

Fei Yangwu roared in anger, "Damn it, this is the Central Army of the Ming Dynasty. These guys are fucking muskets, and the range is far beyond our bows and arrows. Fire and fire immediately. You must not let these damn guys get close to the city wall, otherwise it will be a big trouble!"

"twitter!"

A Gushan Ezhen took the order.

Soon, deafening sounds of cannons sounded at the top of the city wall. The only dozen local cannons on the city wall spewed out red flames at the same time. A large number of stones, iron balls, and broken porcelain filled in the cannon chamber poured down, forming a tight barrage at a distance of two or three hundred steps, without any blind spots for shooting.

If the artillery soldiers of the Central Army of the Ming Dynasty really want to operate the artillery under such barrage, they will definitely be alive!

However, Jiannu's artillery did not cause any damage to the Central Army outside the city, because the musket team that was marching forward in an orderly manner was still four or five hundred steps away. However, just as the sound of Jiannu's artillery stopped, the Central Army suddenly began to sprint, pushing forward about three hundred steps at an extremely fast speed, and then stopped abruptly.

At this time, the Central Army was at least 150 steps away from the city wall and had already entered the effective range of the muskets, but Jiannu's bow and arrow could not shoot so far. Amid the officer's command, the two thousand musketeers in the mixed battalion quickly lined up in a shooting queue, in front and back, with 1500 people per 100,500 people. However, what is strange is that the fourth row of musketeers did not carry muskets, but only held a Dragon King cannon in his hand.

"Open fire!"

At the command of the officer, dense gunfire sounded, and smoke filled the Central Army's formation. The first row of lead bullets had already roared to the top of the city. The battlements on the top of the city were beaten to pieces and flew everywhere. Smoke and dust filled. Dozens of Jiannu were hit and fell into a pool of blood screaming. Two unlucky guys fell directly from the top of the city that was more than ten meters high, most likely they were not alive.

Jiannu, who was waiting for the bow on the top of the city, immediately bent down and tried to curl his body behind the pile.

The Ming army opened fire at this distance, and the Jiannu archers had no power to fight back. Only dozens of local cannons could threaten the Ming army. Unfortunately, dozens of local cannons were refilling ammunition at this time, and they could not fire the cannons at all. Compared with the Red Barbarian cannons, these dozens of local cannons have a fatal weakness, that is, the procedure for filling ammunition is too complicated and it takes too long to bear.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Boom boom boom..."

The Ming army shot two rows of gunfires, and the Jiannu on the top of the city had all gotten out of his body, and no one dared to show up again.

Fei Yangwu, hiding in the arrow tower, couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, thinking that fortunately there was a strong city to rely on. If the two armies encountered it in the field, even the two thousand men under his command would not be able to stop the two rounds of volleys of the Ming army.

Just when Fei Yangwu was very grateful, he suddenly found that the fourth row of musketeers of the Ming army were heading forward.

"Huh? What do these Nanming barbarians want to do?" Fei Yangwu exclaimed in surprise and said in surprise, "There are no siege cars or ladders, what's the use of sending hundreds of infantry close to the city wall? Could it be that they can fly directly to the top of the city? Could these Nanming barbarians be broken, right?"

The Gushan Ezhen and Jiala Ezhen behind Fei Yangwu also looked at each other, not understanding why.

On the top of the city, seeing the Ming army approaching the city wall, many Jiannu instinctively stood up and wanted to shoot arrows and fight back. At this time, the gunfire sounded again. Dozens of Jiannu fell to the ground and fell into a pool of blood. The remaining Jiannu quickly shrank his body under the pile of walls and dared not protrude easily.

Anyway, there are only a few hundred infantry rushing over, so what threat can it be?

Five hundred Central Army soldiers suddenly started to accelerate when they were less than fifty steps away from the city wall. When they rushed forward for more than twenty steps, they were about to rush to the edge of the moat, the five hundred Central Army soldiers raised their right or left arms in one go, grasped the Dragon King cannon in their hands and threw them out fiercely on the top of the city.

According to the training standards of the Central Army, fifty steps (75 meters) of bomb dropping distance is excellent and thirty steps is qualified. These 500 grenadiers are Tang Sheng's good players from the mixed camp. It is not difficult to throw the Dragon King Cannon onto the 12-meter-high city head at less than twenty steps away from the city wall.

Before Jiannu could react on the city, more than four hundred dragon king cannons emitting black smoke had already landed on the city.

Time seemed to have been frozen for a few seconds. The next moment, a dazzling red light suddenly rose from the head of the city. Accompanied by the deafening explosion, gravel splashed on the head of the city and smoke filled the dust. Fei Yangwu, who was hiding in the arrow tower, suddenly felt the floor under his feet began to shake violently, and he fell to the ground without firmness.

Two Goshhas rushed forward and helped Fei Yangwu up.

Fei Yangwu slapped the dust on his jacket in a mess, and then looked at the city head through the archery hole, his face suddenly felt ashamed. He saw smoke and dust spreading on the head of Deshengmen, and violent explosions were heard one after another. Accompanied by balls of blooming red light and deafening roar, countless broken limbs were flying in the air, and dozens of local cannons were also blown into the air. When they fell down, they had turned into broken copper and iron all over the ground...

The five hundred Ming soldiers under the city wall did not turn around and retreat until they threw away all the ten Dragon King cannons they carried with them.

In just less than two minutes, more than 4,000 Dragon King Cannons exploded heavily on the narrow city tower of Deshengmen. You can imagine how terrifying it would be? The fragments flying all over the sky did not have any dead corners on the city. Almost none of Jiannu guarded the city was able to survive. He was lucky, but fell to the ground after falling to the ground when he was injured, and he was not lucky and died directly!

Suddenly, the gunshots stopped and the explosions stopped.

The bitter north wind blew past the city, and finally wiped out the smoke and dust of the sky. Fei Yangwu finally saw clearly the situation on the city, but he would rather believe that this was just a nightmare, and he would rather believe that it was just a nightmare, and he would not believe that all this was true!

Almost all the eight hundred Jiannus who were still alive on the city were in a pool of blood. Their bloody broken limbs were everywhere. Several Jiannus were blown into two pieces in the waist and were wailing in pain. Several Jiannus were also cut off half of their heads by fragments and twitching in the pool of blood...

Only dozens of Jiannu survived.

These dozens of lucky Jiannu, with smoked and fire-baked marks, all of them widened their eyes, and their eyes were dull. Fei Yangwu only hoped that this was a nightmare, but they had experienced this terrible nightmare, or were still continuing this terrible nightmare, because they were still surrounded by the wailings of their companions before their death, and the terrifying scenes that could be seen everywhere...

Before Fei Yangwu and Jiannu woke up from the terrible nightmare, the Ming army began to attack the city.

With Tang Sheng's order, two red cannons were dragged outside Desheng Gate. After more than a dozen deafening loud noises, the solid Beijing gate exploded into pieces under the impact of the last two solid iron bombs. Two hundred infantrymen from the logistics brigade quickly stepped forward with a ladder and built a temporary bridge on the moat.

It suddenly changed, Fei Yangwu had no time to transfer Jiannu from the other nine gates to Desheng Gate!

Amid the shouts of landslides and tsunamis, the Central Army soldiers of the mixed camp and the 5,000 navy soldiers of the Zhenhai Navy flocked to the city like raging locusts passing through Deshengmen and rushed into Beijing.
Chapter completed!