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Chapter 326 Old World vs New World

Li Wen and Ma Gui's confidence in raiding the capital was Yang Junmin and the 500 dead soldiers who had already entered the city.

The latter was covered by Shanxi merchants in the capital and entered the capital as a caravan.

They are real dead men.

They were all those guys who were incompatible with the Red Turban Army, and then their elders personally selected them, with their loyalty to the Ming Dynasty and piety to the gods, and vowed to clear the demonic atmosphere for the Ming Dynasty.

To them, Yang Feng is a demon.

The Red Turban Army was the minions he brought from hell. To restore the prosperous era of the Ming Dynasty, all of them had to be killed.

This is not a simple battle of interests, or a battle of faith. Just like the battle of Taoism called out by Confucianism, it can be said that as the situation becomes more and more dangerous, Yang Feng's strength is getting stronger and stronger, and he has even begun to have the conditions to wipe out the world. All the hidden and bystander forces have begun to panic. They have realized that this guy is the public enemy of the old world.

Can't watch anymore.

If you watch again, you will be defeated by each one.

In order to restore the prosperous era of the Ming Dynasty, all the forces in the old world were uniting, and no matter what their identity was in the past, they had to take action at this time.

As for these people's weapons, the weapons are simpler.

At present, the weapons trade in the Ming Dynasty was completely liberalized, and it was just bought in a business name.

In fact, there is no control at all, and it is impossible to control it. Militias from all over the country cast their own cannons, and almost every county has private workshops. Similarly, brands such as Jin, Guangdong, and Zhejiang were flooded. Under the fierce competition, the level of arms technology soared sharply. The year before last, the wheel ignition short gun was still a good thing, and it could be sold to more than a dozen taels in the north. Now the price of Guangdong-made short guns has dropped to five taels of silver.

In the past, the cost of bird guns from the Ministry of Works was 2 taels!

However, this result also made the spread of civilian weapons to the point where they were completely uncontrollable.

After all, the Ming Dynasty is divided into pieces and can't control others. What's more, when the opponent starts to shoot, whoever controls himself is a fool. Everyone can shoot guns. If you want to expand the army, they can just go to the civilians to plant a flag and call up those who can shoot guns. You still have to train here. When you let the new recruits learn to shoot guns, they will destroy you long ago. Under this kind of thinking, not only the Red Turban Army, but the entire people are transformed into war, but those gentry are actually doing this. Even if it is not the whole people, the clans are all soldiers, and it is not just to resist Yang Feng. They sometimes need muskets to compete for each other's interests.

Especially in Guangdong and Guangxi, it is said that civilian fighting has begun to set up turtle dove guns.

Just like this, a surprise soldier of 500 people was hiding in the capital and waiting for Ma Gui's army.

Yesterday, after Ma Chengxun came out of the grinding stone mouth, the people waiting there came back to report quickly, and then Yang Junmin made an appointment with them.

It can only be tonight.

Because militias from all over the country will arrive one after another tomorrow.

Of course, in fact, because of the news of the accident between Yang, militiamen from all over the country arrived today.

Yang Junmin avoided Fucheng Gate, which must have been defended heavily, and Xizhi Gate, and chose Desheng Gate as a breakthrough point. He quickly captured the city gate inside, and the cavalry outside lurked and waited. After opening the door, he entered as fast as possible, and then defended Desheng Gate and waited for Magui's army to arrive.

But they didn't know that Ma Gui was still entangling with the militia in the mountains and forests at this time.

But this doesn't matter.

What matters is that they have succeeded...

"Run quickly, open the capital, and you won't seal the sword for ten days!"

The general under Magui outside the city, Pogui roared excitedly.

In front of him was the opening of the Deshengmen urn, behind him were the running troops. They were like a blood-colored torrent crashing into the capital, preparing to turn the city into a sea of ​​blood.

Suddenly, a flame erupted from the abrupt triangle stage in front.

The dense shotgun swept across in an instant, and the cavalry running behind him immediately collapsed, and the next moment there were more such flames.

Triangle Battery heavy cannon shotgun.

"rush!"

Pogui yelled like crazy.

At this time, you will fight desperately and lose all the money if you hesitate.

The running Northwest cavalry ignored the turrets that were spraying shotgun beside them, and stepped on the corpses of the fallen companion continued to crash into the open city gate. Then flames erupted on the turrets protruding on both sides of the city gate. The cross-firing shotgun continued to harvest their lives, but they still could not stop or even slow down. All the cavalry roared wildly and urged their war horses.

Immediately afterwards, Pogui bypassed the triangular fort and rushed straight to the city gate.

The torrent of cavalry behind him circumvented the triangular turret and crashed into the city gate as if it was bypassed by a reef.

The suspension bridge has been lowered.

But at the same time, flames erupted behind the sheep and horse wall.

There are alert militias there.

The cavalry in front fell one after another.

The next moment, I heard a few strange roars on the city wall, and then one by one, the dead soldiers jumped off with bombs on their bodies, and turned into explosive flames behind the sheep and horse wall.

The gunshots of militia with their backs turned to their backs immediately became hoarse.

But at the same time, flames erupted from the arrow tower in the city.

It is obvious that there are still Red Turban Army guarding there.

However, the dead soldiers quickly turned the muzzle on the main city wall, and the arrow tower was immediately penetrated with the bombardment of solid bombs of heavy artillery.

But on the main city wall, the remaining Red Turban Army was still standing firm. Unlike other cities, the city towers in the capital could not be replaced with artillery towers. In fact, they were still in the past. Fortunately, this was solved by the dead soldiers. With the explosions, they used their flesh and blood to clear the road for Pogui. This way of fighting was shocked even the Red Turban Army. After all, it was a militia, but it did not have the combat power of a regular army. The remaining militia even began to retreat in front of the crazy dead soldiers.

The cavalry who had worked hard all the way finally arrived in front of the city gate.

At this time, the Deshengmen Wucheng had been changed to a front door, which was originally a side door.

But with the protection of the triangular turret, there is actually no need to worry about this. Opening the side door will affect the firepower of the horse-faced turret on the other side.

Pogui rushed to the suspension bridge without hesitation, but just as he rushed into the urn, he turned around and looked behind him as if he had some premonition.

The next moment, under the feet of the crowded cavalry behind him, it seemed as if the entire earth was torn apart by a monster of flames. With the loud noise of the sky and the earth, the explosion drowned the cavalry. The fierce air waves, with gunpowder and mud, instantly hit him, almost falling from the horse's back. He even screamed instinctively, maintaining a backward posture in the violent gunpowder. The war horse under his crotch was terrified and stood in a terrifying way as the air waves hit.

The explosion of flames went out.

The smoke filled the air was blown away by the wind.

A big pit gradually became clear in his vision, and around the pit were countless scattered corpses, people or war horses, all of which were fragmented.

On the opposite triangular fort, he could vaguely see a person looking at him.

At the same time, raindrops seemed to fall on his head. He touched his face, but wiped a piece of flesh and blood from his face that he didn't know whether he was a war horse or a war horse.

He raised his head mechanically, and blood rain in the sky mixed with the soil fell.

Well, that was the tunnel connected to the triangular fort and the city, and the stockpiling of spare gunpowder was detonated.

All triangular turrets are connected to the city by tunnels, because the capital is abundant in groundwater, and even these tunnels are built with stone and cement. Once a war starts, a small amount of gunpowder will be stored in the special gunpowder warehouse in the tunnel.

Of course, it can also be detonated when necessary.

This is when necessary.

Crowded between the city walls and the triangular turret, hundreds of cavalrymen who were about to rush into the city were wiped out by a huge explosion in an instant.

More importantly...

The flat ground in front of the city gate turned into a big pit.

The cavalry behind looked in front in horror on both sides of the triangular fort.

Blood rain also fell on their heads.

Suddenly, a strange scream rang out between the cavalry, and then a cavalry rushed into the pit like crazy.

Then there are more roars.

Those brave cavalrymen rushed into the pit of bloody sea like crazy.

The next moment was shotguns shot from horse-faced turrets on both sides, and the defenders on the triangular turrets quickly shot at them with muskets.

The heavy artillery cannot turn the gun.

In the clamping attack from three directions, almost all the first cavalrymen who rushed into the pit fell.

But the ones behind were still charging. They even got off their horses, stepped on their companions' corpses, rushed out of the big pit and rushed towards the suspension bridge. After all, everyone understood that the most important thing at this time was to enter the city. It can be said that the success or failure of the entire plan was here. You cannot quickly enter the city to ensure control of Deshengmen. Soon the counterattack in the city will arrive. Five hundred dead men will not last long. At this time, one more entry is to have an extra guarantee of victory. For the dream of not sealing the sword for ten days, these guys rushed into the big pit and rushed towards the city gate like crazy.

The shells and bullets on their heads were still falling, especially from the horse-faced turrets on both sides, which were actually two prisms.

Originally, the distance between the horse faces was small, and the structural problems were poor in anti-aircraft guns.

Therefore, Yang Feng's transformation was to dismantle one by one, and then widen and thicken the remaining widening and thickening into 300 meters of bastions, especially the two sides of the city gate were heavy artillery, which was loaded with hundreds of large shotguns at a time, and one shot was a dead body. The attacks in both directions, with a high accuracy of only two or three hundred meters, made the large pits under the shotgun bombardment directly turn into flesh and blood hell. The cavalry behind them were no longer afraid to go down. After all, they were not dead soldiers on the city walls.

The dead soldiers were selected from the entire Shanxi and Shaanxi provinces.

Even from Longyou.

There are so many people in the two provinces who have selected these five hundred, which can be said to be the essence of the two provinces.

But the promise that these things can continue to charge is already ten days without sealing the sword. It is enough to make people crazy.

"Don't stop, come in!"

Pogui yelled anxiously there.

In fact, some people rushed in. After all, the cannons at this time were not Maxim, but the number of them in was still not enough.

He needs more.

At least two or three thousand people are needed to ensure control of Deshengmen.

But even if the remaining dead soldiers are added, he has only less than a thousand people.

At this moment, a strange sound sounded in the city behind him, as if steel was crushing the stone slab. He turned around in confusion...
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