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Chapter 1335 Battle of Mingwei Fort

Outside the city, the roaring iron bullets fell to the ground, or hit the pile of soldiers pushing the heavy artillery, causing people to fall over and leave a mess on the ground; or the iron bullets fell in front of the heavy artillery, plowing a deep trench. , hit the heavy artillery pile, and also lost limbs and arms, it was too tragic to look at. Of course, more iron bullets are missed.

Seeing this scene, Philip IV in the distance was relieved, and smiled and said to the generals around him: "I thought the Ming army was so accurate. With so many artillery, they only hit five or six places." , nothing more than that!”

When the generals heard this, they all laughed. According to this preparation, the loss of the heavy artillery was within the bearable range, and it could even be said that it was better than expected. The heavy artillery of the coalition forces can be fully deployed and cause great damage to the city wall.

However, Thorstensen, the father of European artillery, did not think so. He had a stern face and a livid face. Because his focus was different, what he saw was that the iron bullets that did not hit the target all landed very close to the target. Although they did not hit the target, enough information was revealed.

According to his experience, if the first shot lands so accurately, then with a little adjustment, subsequent artillery shots will be greatly improved. This shows that the artillery of the Ming Army is not inferior to the heavy artillery here, and is even better. In addition, the artillerymen of the Ming Army are obviously very experienced. Combining the two, he began to worry about the next artillery attack by the Ming army.

Sure enough, even though the heavy artillery was stimulated by the first round of shelling, the advancement speed of those heavy artillery was much faster, but when the "boom boom boom" sound of shelling sounded again, the number of targets hit this time was actually twice as high as the first time. Double.

When Philip IV and others saw him in the distance, they stopped laughing.

After a while, a general smiled a little confidently and said: "Haha, the Ming army is really lucky. They were hit so many times this time! Next time, they will definitely not be so lucky! "

No one responded, which made his speech and laughter seem a bit lonely. It also made him embarrassed and he consciously closed his mouth.

You must know that these people are all generals from various countries and are well-known in their own countries for their military knowledge, otherwise they would not be sent here. Even though they didn't know much about artillery, they all laughed the first time, but the second time, the number of targets hit by the Ming army doubled. They knew intuitively that something was wrong.

When the next round of shelling by the Ming army began, they all opened their eyes to see it. What is the situation of the Ming army's artillery? This third shelling should be able to confirm.

"Boom boom boom..."

Smoke rose into the sky above the city, and iron bullets roared out. This time, I hit a few more targets than last time.

At this time, no one on the side of the commander-in-chief Philip IV could laugh out loud. Everyone's face was gloomy, as if it was going to rain.

Thorstensen's face was equally ugly. He knew that he couldn't just be beaten without fighting back, otherwise the heavy gunners would probably collapse. So, he immediately ordered to fight back on the spot. He also sent a messenger to the commander's location.

When the heavy artillerymen from various countries heard the military order, they all breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly placed the heavy artillery. Under the threat of death, they completed the setting up of the artillery positions as quickly as possible.

After hearing the report sent by Torstensen's messenger, Philip IV knew that he could not attack by destroying the city wall with heavy artillery alone, so he gave up the previous plan and changed to the second plan, immediately ordering the infantry formations. The musketeers advanced.

The drum beat sounded, and the European musketeers stepped on the drum beat, holding the muskets in their hands tightly, some of them still had matchlocks, and some of them were already using flintlock guns, and they drove neatly towards Fort Minwei.

The deafening sound of artillery was ringing, the smoke was filling the air, and the iron bullets were whistling. These teams of European musketeers were worthy of being the remaining elite veterans from these years of war. No one of them flinched, no one was afraid, they just marched forward in neat lines.

Passing the heavy artillery position, we got closer and closer to the city wall. The whizzing iron bullets hit the wall of rows of people, leaving a hole. Where this hole is is a broken human body. Except for the nearby soldiers who were affected, the other soldiers still held the muskets in their hands and marched to the beat of the drum.

Row after row, row after row, outside Mingwei Fort, countless rows of soldiers, wearing military uniforms of various colors from various countries, advanced amidst the sound of cannons.

Closer, closer to the city wall.

Suddenly, on the top of the city, gunpowder smoke became more diffuse, the sound of artillery became more intensive, and the Ming army's medium-sized artillery finally roared.

In addition to iron bombs, chain bombs commonly used in naval battles have also begun to be fired. This kind of chain bullet, after it exits the muzzle, the two iron bullets are connected with an iron chain, spinning and whizzing towards the outside of the city.

The advancing soldiers of various countries were swept by such chain bombs. Instead of just one or two people in a row dying, there were three or four, and the kinetic energy of the chain bombs often continued to smash through two or three rows. This This increase in casualties is objective.

However, there was no order to fire. These European musketeers gritted their teeth, lined up neatly, and continued to advance towards the city wall.

The coalition's heavy artillery finally started firing.

"Boom boom boom..."

The iron bullets roared towards Mingwei Castle. Some just hit the front of the castle, some hit the base of the castle wall, some hit the walls of the castle, and some flew over the castle and hit towards the castle. Into the city.

The Ming army at Mingwei Fort was finally attacked.

The musketeers walking in the front were close enough to the city wall. The officers in the team finally breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to direct their men to fire.

However, at this moment, the sound of flintlock gunfire on the top of the city also rang out.

"Bah, bah, bah..."

The officers among the musketeers outside the city were the first to be attacked, and the soldiers who were beating drums were also taken care of. They were often hit by several bullets at once and fell to the ground unwillingly.

Those musketeers were indeed elite. They did not dare to shoot without orders and were still moving forward. However, there were no orders and the drumbeats were gone. Finally, these musketeers were at a loss. They no longer move forward bravely, but look left and right.

"Bah, bah, bah..."

Many musketeers were shot and fell to the ground. Finally, one musketeer couldn't stand it anymore and began to shoot at the top of the city privately, leading others to follow suit and shoot at the top of the city.

"Bah, bah, bah..."

At this moment, at Mingwei Fort, there was a loud sound of cannons and gunshots, and the smoke was filled with gunpowder smoke. It was blown away by the wind and came out again. It seemed that there was endless smoke.

"Puff puff……"

The sound of lead bullets hitting the ground, the sound of human bodies being shot, and the screams of soldiers falling to the ground were also mixed with the roar of firearms. After a while, the land outside the city was dyed red.

No one expected that the first battle at Fort Mingwei would be extremely violent and brutal, with an almost one-sided massacre.

The large number of people at this time completely loses its meaning. The protection of the city wall is the most critical.

Seeing that the front line was already collapsing, Philip IV knew that this attack would be fruitless, so he reluctantly ordered the withdrawal of troops.

Hearing the sound of retreat, the attacking soldiers were no longer as orderly as they had shown before, but ran backwards, wanting to quickly evacuate this land stained with blood.

On the top of the city, amid the intermittent sound of heavy artillery, was the cheers of the Ming army. No matter what, easily repelling an enemy attack is something worth celebrating.

Man Gui was on top of the city, nodding his head as he watched, and immediately ordered: "Come on, give credit to the artillery battalion and sharpshooter team!"

This first battle almost started with a battle between artillery, and it always suppressed the artillery outside the city, achieving a brilliant success.

In addition, the sharpshooters, that is, the soldiers with rifled flintlock rifles in the army, focused on naming the enemy's officers outside the city, causing their command system to lose its proper function in the first place, making it impossible for the musketeers to play their role. It was as powerful as it should be, greatly reducing the defensive pressure in the city.

Khmelnytsky threw himself on the top of the city and looked outside the city. He saw the corpses of the coalition soldiers on the ground and the screams of the undead soldiers, and his heart was filled with confidence. It turns out that the Ming Dynasty not only had great cavalry, but also had great firearms troops. It’s great!

Turning around, he found that the people cheering the loudest on the city were actually his tribe and some white people. The soldiers from the Ming Dynasty were mostly smiling and relatively calm.

He turned again and looked at the commander of the Ming army. When he saw the two of them, it seemed as if nothing had happened. They were just pointing calmly at the enemy troops outside the city and discussing something in a low voice.

At this moment, Khmelnytsky suddenly no longer felt any fear of the hundreds of thousands of troops outside the city. He was very happy in his heart. It was right to join the Ming Dynasty. He believed that the Ming army would win this battle! Ming Dynasty will win!

Compared to the celebrations at Mingwei Fort, the morale of the coalition forces outside the city was low. Regardless of whether they participated in the war or not, as long as the soldiers saw the battle passing by, they all felt that this war would be very difficult.

The loss of three to four thousand people was just a drop in the bucket for an army of half a million men. The sharpness of Fort Mingwei's firearms is obvious to all. How to defeat them is the top priority facing these European generals.

It has to be said that in this first battle, these European commanders headed by Philip IV relied on their own military superiority and underestimated the Ming army. However, these European generals were tempered in the Thirty Years' War, and they were not immune to defeat. In the military meeting held that day, generals from various countries made suggestions and discussed how to deal with the Ming army in Samara Fort.

Of course, they all rejected the method of quick battle. The Ming army's powerful firearms would cause heavy casualties to the siege troops. No matter which country, they are not willing to go first. Even King Philip IV of Spain, as the commander-in-chief, did not want his Spanish army to consume the ammunition of the Ming army.

Then the remaining methods of siege are either non-existent or very time-consuming and labor-intensive.

There are half a million horses and horses, including the civilians, nearly one million. The money and food consumed every day is an astronomical figure. On the plains of Eastern Europe, there was an endless stream of people traveling from various European countries to transport food and supplies.

Today's war is likely to require a long-term battle to resolve. The demand for money and food will be even greater. To this end, the messenger sent back from the Allied Forces Headquarters rushed eight hundred miles to Aachen, an important city in the Holy Roman Empire. Because the heads of state in the coalition forces all gathered here to soak in the hot springs, waiting for the victory of the war. The forward needs are sent here so that these kings can negotiate and then allocate supplies to various countries for settlement.

At this time, it was actually the middle and late stages of the Thirty Years' War in Europe. The protracted war has caused huge damage to the people's livelihood in European countries. Except for a few vested interests in the war, everyone else has been severely affected. Even the entire population involved in the war decreased by about 20%.

Now, after a round of searching for money, food and materials, we have to continue searching for money, food and materials. How can the people make a living?

Aachen, the coronation place of the Holy Roman Emperor, is known as the center of Europe and the cradle of Europe. Kings from various countries soaked in hot springs here, and therefore, countless serfs gathered to serve these European nobles from various countries.

However, this night, in a gathering place of serfs in the suburbs, it stands to reason that the serfs should have gone to bed after a busy day. However, this big house was packed with serfs, all surrounding the dim oil lamp in the middle, listening to a person in the middle whispering.

"You don't know that in the distant Ming Dynasty, all ethnic groups are very harmonious, and the people there live very happily. The cities in the Ming Dynasty are clean and tidy, and all kinds of goods are available. The people there are dressed in silk Luo Silding always holds her head high when going out..."

"For people in the Ming Dynasty, poverty is nothing. As long as you are willing to work hard, you will have something to eat. Only a very small part of the nobility is hereditary, but even so, as long as you can study and pass the imperial examination, you can still be admitted as an official. , can also become a noble. Unlike here, those of us who were born as serfs will be serfs forever!"

"..."

Everyone who was listening listened with interest, no one made a sound or interrupted. Everyone's face is full of yearning.

At the end, the speaker said in a hoarse voice: "Why do these nobles here suddenly stop fighting each other and instead unite? It's because the Ming army is too powerful, and when the Ming army comes to kill them, it's We serfs must be given a good life, but the nobles who have been oppressing us must be overthrown. They are afraid! Do you think we should work hard, even starve to death, to support these nobles in defeating the Ming army? "

Upon hearing this question, each of these people could not help but respond angrily in a low voice: "Let these noble gentlemen die!"

"Yes, let the noble master die and let the Ming army come over quickly!"

"..."

After listening to these words for a while, the leader suddenly clenched his fists and said to them firmly and forcefully: "Yes, these nobles have been riding on our heads for generations. How can there be such a reason? Brothers, the princes will Prime Minister, would you rather have the guts? Let’s take advantage of the noble army to attack the Ming army and rebel against him!"

Thanks to Wu Mengsheng for the reward!

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