I Build an Aircraft Carrier in the Ming Dynasty

More than 20 grenades were thrown, and only a dozen of them successfully exploded. This efficiency is a bit irritating.

However, just the dozen or so grenades that exploded caused more casualties to the Qing army than a salvo of 80 flintlock soldiers.

There was mourning under the city wall, but the dozen or so grenades did not take care of the entire section of the city wall.

In a few two or three places, there were still Qing troops who rushed to the city wall.

"The knife hand is responsible for solving the problem, and the fire gun hand continues to aim at the city and shoot."

Wu Changqing shouted that it would be bad if those fire gun soldiers chose to avoid or defend themselves because they were afraid of being cut. The efficiency of the Qing army who gave up shooting under the city would be greatly reduced, and it would be even more impossible to stop the Qing army from rushing to the city wall.

The most efficient way is to perform their respective duties, the fire guns continue to be responsible for killing the Qing troops under the city, and the few Qing troops who jumped on the city wall are handed over to the swordsmen.

In the army, the cooperation of arms is often more important than individual bravery.

Of course, this is the ideal state. In fact, in the face of others slashing at them, a few people can choose to ignore it, and then calmly shoot and kill others.

Believe in comrades-in-arms, this is a subject that the modern army will focus on training.

Some fire guns panicked, but others gritted their teeth and followed Wu Changqing's orders.

The performance of the Rebel Army has exceeded Wu Changqing's expectations.

The Qing army who jumped on the city wall killed some people, but they were also killed quickly.

A salvo from the fire guns, coupled with the second round of grenades, completely collapsed the Qing army waiting for the wall below the city.

Where is this battle, it is clearly a one-sided slaughter, even the most elite army can't fight in this kind of adversity.

The Qing army fled back frantically. The supervising teams tried to stop it at first, but some people were defeated and killed.

Baihu, who was in charge of supervising the battle, quickly ordered the supervising team to stop.

These routed soldiers were even willing to fight against the people in the supervising team and refused to go to attack the city again.

From a distance, Zhang Yuqin, who was watching this scene, was stunned. He finally understood why Xue Wu was so decadent before. It was such a tragic failure.

It's only been less than half an hour, and most of the time is still used to organize the formation and charge on the road, and the time to really fight is extremely limited.

However, in this very short period of time, the casualties of the Qing army were as high as 500, and the battle losses were as high as 40%.

He couldn't figure out why the casualties were so large, which was completely different from the battles he had fought before.

One of the retreated Baihu knelt down in front of Zhang Yuqin and cried bitterly, "Sir, you can't fight like this. My subordinates won't have to fight this type of fighting twice. I won't have the face to go back to Shandong to see my villagers and elders."

In ancient armies, a certain team or even a certain battalion, the soldiers in it were often fellow countrymen. On the one hand, it is convenient for commanding. After all, there are differences in the dialects of various places.

On the other hand, most of these soldiers were originally guardsmen of the same guardhouse, or government soldiers recruited by generals in their hometowns.

The crying 100 households recruited hundreds of people in their hometown, and later defected to Li Chengdong.

Now, hundreds of fellow villagers have died at once, fifty or sixty, and he will not be stabbed in the spine by his elders when he returns to his hometown in the future.

Zhang Yuqin also understands this truth. The thousand people under him are basically from Shandong, and he is also from Shandong.

"Master Zhang, let's retreat first. It is not advisable to attack by force. I have a plan to force the opponent out of the city."

Xue Wu gritted his teeth and said, although his strategy would make him notorious, but in order to atone for his sins, he couldn't care so much.

"Oh, what plan?"

Zhang Yuqin is like a drowning man who has caught a straw, and a little hope can make him excited.

He now also sees a reality clearly, a strong attack is absolutely not feasible, I am afraid that if he gives such an order again, the soldiers will mutiny.

"According to the information I have heard, the one who is currently guarding the city in Jiading is Wu Changqing, the son of the former rebel leader Wu Zhifan. Wu Zhifan tried to ambush me before, but was defeated and killed by me.

We just need to dig out Wu Zhifan's body, pull it outside Jiading City, and whip the body in front of Wu Changqing's face. I think he will definitely open the city gate to grab it.

Those villagers are just relying on the ferocity of firearms and the benefits of the city wall. As long as they come out of the city to fight, we will be able to defeat them and invade the city while the chaos. "

Listening to Xue Wu's strategy, Zhang Yuqin couldn't help but feel a chill.

This strategy is too poisonous. How could a person who is a son endure the humiliation of his father's corpse.

If Wu Changqing really held back, I am afraid that in the future, he will also bear a filial piety, and he will never be washed away.

However, this move is really detrimental to Yin morality.

The Chinese tradition is that the dead are the greatest. Even if the two sides were enemies before, but everyone is dead, you can't humiliate the corpse like this. This kind of behavior, I am afraid, will be sent by God.

Even when Dorgon invaded Beijing, Chongzhen's body was collected and buried.

"As of now, it can only be like this. If you want to blame him, you can blame him for being stubborn, but if he is willing to surrender, we can return a complete body of his father."

Zhang Yuqin gritted his teeth and said that as a murderous soldier, he paid more attention to practical interests than fame.

Deciding on the strategy, Zhang Yuqin and others retreated first. After this fiasco, those soldiers may not be able to recover from their fear without resting for two or three days.

On the city of Jiading, the rebels cheered and shouted again.

Once again hit the Qing army, their mood is really cool.

The last time they were happy, they were only because of their revenge. And now they are happy because they see the hope of living.

If you can live, who wants to die?

But now, the continuous defeat of the Qing army has given them confidence that Wu Changqing can live with him.

"Hahaha, I'm afraid this time the Qing dog will be completely frightened. Wu Zongbing, we will go to the night attack tonight. As long as this Qing army is defeated, we can free up our hands to recover Kunshan, Taicang and other places. , and save the people there."

Li Shaobin laughed and said, he has started to swell now.

In this battle, they killed and wounded more than 500 Qing troops at least, and their own casualties were only more than 40. Among them, only a dozen died, and the rest were only slightly injured.

This huge battle loss ratio made him feel that the Qing army was nothing more than this.

"Night raids are too difficult, our soldiers lack training and are prone to failure."

Wu Changqing rejected this plan, and the main reason for the results they have achieved now is that they are relying on the city wall. Without the city wall, it is too risky to fight against the Qing army in the field.

The Qing army lost only more than a thousand people, and it was irrelevant. And once Wu Changqing loses, it will be a disaster.

What's more, playing night raids in this era is actually a high-tech job, and the general regular army can't do it, let alone their unorganized villagers.

Maybe the people will be scattered before even the enemy's camp arrives.

This is definitely not a joke, most people in this era have night blindness due to lack of nutrition.

As for why there are so many cases of night raids in ancient times that have been handed down? It is precisely because of the difficulty of the night attack that every success is worth writing about, and it is easy to be passed down.

And those examples of failed night raids are actually far more numerous than successful ones.

It's not that you need to fight to the death when you encounter a desperate situation, there is absolutely no need to go to night attack.