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Chapter 26 The Raiders from Heaven

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    After hearing General Jiang's explanation, everyone couldn't help being surprised and delighted.  Yang Ling ran out and saw this weird scene, and felt very funny in his heart.

    After a commotion, the Tazi soldiers under the command of a general rushed over to turn the cannon over, Yang Ling immediately shouted: "Don't look, take this good opportunity, Lord Wang quickly lead people to organize the people out of the city.  Hurry up, come over a few people, and quickly rescue Ma Yicheng and the injured soldiers."

    Hearing this, Jiang Bin realized that life and death are now at stake. It was not time to watch the excitement, so he hurriedly turned around and shouted: "Where's the gunner? Is there any survivors? Hurry up and set up our cannons and blast the Tartars' cannons away!"  .

    The tower immediately became busy. Fortunately, Mr. Min had just been carried down to the second floor, otherwise he would have been killed by the cannon just now.  At this time, he was considered the happiest person. As the top leader of Jiming Station, he rushed into the enemy line alone, took off the head of the little prince Boyan Mengke's youngest son, and then left a mess for others to clean up.

    Master Wang ordered people to carry Minzhi County, and rushed down to the city with a group of squires. Yang Ling and Liu Xunjian called for more than a dozen soldiers to rescue people from the rubble.  After a while, they dragged out five or six people from the broken bricks and tiles. Except for one who was crushed to death, fortunately, the others were not seriously injured.

    But Ma Yicheng, who was standing at the entrance of the building directing the squires to withdraw, was pulled out of his head and hugged his shoulders, but his body remained motionless, waiting for Yang Ling and others to clean up the broken bricks and tiles on his body  , everyone gasped involuntarily, a sub-beam hit Ma Yicheng's stomach, his lower body was bloody and bloody, and he was already dead.

    Over there, Jiang Bin managed to find a few who could use artillery from among the remaining soldiers. Unfortunately, two of the three main gunners were killed in the hand-to-hand combat just now, and only one was injured.  Dig out of the trash.  He had been stabbed in the side, but now his head was smashed by a brick. Jiang Bin couldn't care less, and asked someone to help him up to the fort with his face covered in blood.

    The gunner was dizzy and commanded his deputy to adjust the angle of the cannon, and the cannonball exploded more than ten feet away from the cannon. Although it did not cause any damage to the cannon, it also killed more than ten people.  The Tartars, those Tartars who were busy loading shells and gunpowder, suddenly panicked.

    At that time, sights had not yet been invented on cannons, and it was only by the gunner's experience and judgment with the naked eye that the Tartar chariot could be smashed to pieces with one shot, all because the huge monster was already very close, and it used flat shots.  But now that the opponent has set up a cannon far away from the Three Arrows, even with the best level in normal times, it may not be able to hit the opponent so accurately, not to mention the current state of the gunner, and the use of curved shots.

    Jiang Binyuan didn't expect him to be able to blast the opponent's cannons with one shot. He immediately ordered people to load all three cannons for firing, and then asked people to help the gunners to calibrate them one by one.  When they got close, the shells were wasted in vain, and the shells shot far away, blooming among the Tartars.

    Huang Xiancheng, Yang Ling, Jiang Bin and others stood at the lookout so anxiously that their hands were sweating, but they couldn't help at all. For the first time, Yang Ling hated his own insurance career.  Artillery Alas, I'm afraid I can't play this primitive cannon well as an artillery!

    At this time, the dozen or so people beside the cannon erected by the Tartars suddenly jumped on their horses, turned around and ran away. Yang Ling and the others watched as the muzzle of the cannon roared and spewed out a flame.  The smoke soared into the air, and then fell heavily.

    Yang Ling and the others only felt their feet vibrate in the loud noise, and then there was no sound again. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you in amazement, all a little inexplicable: Where are the shells?  There was no explosion anywhere on the top of the city. Why did the shells disappear?

    Jiang Bin laughed dryly and said, "No matter how stupid the Tartars are, they wouldn't even forget to fire the cannonballs, right?" Although he was joking, his heart was filled with an inexplicable fear, so the smile on his face was very forced.

    Before Yang Ling could speak, suddenly there was a sound like a landslide and a tsunami from below the city. It was the cheers of Tatar soldiers.  Looking down the city, one can see swords and guns in the dark crowd like a forest.

    Yang Ling gasped sharply, and his eyes suddenly met Jiang Bin's. There was chill and fear in each other's eyes, and they yelled in unison: "City gate!"

    The single cannon shot by the Tartars blasted open the wooden city gates, and the two incomplete gates were half open, still emitting green smoke.  The people on the top of the city were stunned, thousands of cavalry were swarming forward, and the Jiming Post was lost.

    The overwhelming shouts of killing covered up the shouts of some panicked soldiers and civilians who had completely lost their fighting spirit on the top of the city wall, Yang Ling silentlyTurning her head in a hurry, her searching gaze met a pair of sparkling eyes.

    Those eyes contained infinite affection and nostalgia. Yang Ling suddenly felt that these eyes were so familiar, as if a long time ago, there was such a pair of eyes staring at him affectionately.  A relationship in the previous life, what about the next life, can we see each other again?

    Hastily dreaming but what a day, love to the depths without complaint At this moment, his heart is full of nostalgia for life and fear of the unknown, but he only has these feelings in his heart, but he has no time to think about anything  Now, consciousness has come to a standstill, and my mind is blank.

    Suddenly, a ferocious grimace appeared in front of Yang Ling very abruptly, covering the young lady's figure.  The ghost's face was stained with blood, with a big mouth bared, and a bellows-like sound came out of his throat. He shook Yang Ling's shoulder desperately, and laughed wildly: "Here we come, haha, finally here, haha  Ha ha"

    With so much effort, Yang Ling was shaken so hard that he almost vomited. He violently pushed away the grimace dancing with him, and the focus returned to the normal distance. Only then did he see that the face was Jiang Bin.  Because of the excitement, Jiang Bin's originally fair face turned blood red, and the muscles on his face twisted uncontrollably.

    Pushed away by Yang Ling, he showed no hesitation, still dancing and laughing wildly: "Here we come, hahaha, auspicious people have their own aura, and Yongning is coming!"

    Yang Ling was taken aback, and then he heard a burst of gunshots like fried beans. He had handled the government affairs for so long on behalf of the county magistrate, so of course he understood Jiang Bin's words. The Xuanhua Frontier Army had a commander and a deputy commander  , under the jurisdiction of seven generals, General Yongning is the general responsible for the defense of the Huailai area.

    The sudden ups and downs of great joy and sorrow made his eyes go dark, and he almost fainted. At some point, Han Youniang had already run in front of him. Yang Ling hugged her in his arms, trembling with happiness.

    When Han Youniang supported him to turn to the city wall, his legs were still shaking, as if he had drunk two catties of old Baiganer.  The Tazi soldiers under the city had already rushed into the place within a stone's throw away, but a large number of officers and soldiers crowded out of the city gate. The frontmost group was a group of firecracker soldiers.  A piece fell like reaping wheat.

    At this time, the power of the firecrackers was not strong enough, and the shooting distance was not as far as that of bows and arrows. If the opponent was wearing a layer of armor, even the lead pellets might not be able to shoot through them.  In the city, they looted more gold and silver property, and spoiled a few more beautiful women. When the muskets were shot, they had already rushed to the ground, and most of the soldiers were only wearing ordinary cloth robes, and they were killed and injured immediately.

    Although the blunderbuss could not kill the horses, the horses that were hit suffered from pain and refused to charge forward, and ran around and trampled on each other.

    Yang Ling saw that the musketeers of the Ming army were also in chaos. He remembered watching some foreign films from the 17th century. When shooting in situ, the musketeers were divided into three rows. The first row lay down, and the second row knelt on one knee.  , the third column stands, firing and reloading sequentially.  If it is shooting on the move, it will be in two rows. The first row will retreat after shooting, and the second row will move forward and shoot crosswise, which makes up for the defect of slow reloading after firing the firecrackers at that time.

    However, the Ming army under the city rushed forward to shoot in a swarm, and then retreated hastily. The cavalry who had just rushed out of the city surrounded them from both wings and attacked the Tartars.  However, the musketeers who were unable to retreat at the forefront had been shot to death and wounded by the Tartars' bows and arrows.

    Didn't the Ming army know how to use the formation method to make up for the defects of the old muskets?  Yang Ling thought to himself: "You might as well ask President Jiang and the others later, maybe I, a modern person, can really show off a little knowledge."

    In fact, this three-segment shooting method was used as early as the Hongwu period when the general Mu Ying quelled the rebellion, but more and more firearms were deployed in the army later, but the Ming Dynasty never paid attention to the training of officers and soldiers, and these tactics were not used at all.  Popularity, the use of firearms by the Ming army is usually a volley, and then the enemy has rushed to the front, and the firecrackers are immediately reduced to burning sticks.

    The main force of the Ming army was still rushing out of the city gate to attack the Tatars. Although the formation was not as fast as the Tatars, firstly, the Tatars were completely unprepared;  Chaos, the situation is greatly beneficial to the Ming army.

    Yang Ling clenched his fists tightly and his blood was boiling with excitement. At this moment, he heard someone shouting loudly from behind: "Yongning Huailai General He, Master Ye, and Deputy Supervisor Liu have arrived. The cock is crowing.  Where is the officer?" (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com
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