I Build an Aircraft Carrier in the Ming Dynasty

"When we go down, these soldiers will lose control and collapse in an instant. Send the order down and let some soldiers go down the city wall to escape."

Li Chengdong knew that the morale of the current army was extremely low. If the general retreated first at this time, the soldiers would worry that the general had already fled.

Therefore, even if it is dangerous to stay on the city wall, he cannot retreat, he must let his soldiers see him.

In order to reduce losses, he also ordered some soldiers to escape under the city wall and reduce the density of soldiers on the city wall. In this way, even if they are hit by shells, fewer people die at one time.

He also didn't dare to withdraw all the soldiers. If the Wu army suddenly attacked the city now, and all the soldiers were withdrawn, it would be too late to react.

"The enemy is tougher than we thought."

The faces of the generals on Wu Jun's side were all relaxed, in stark contrast to the bitter faces of the Qing army generals.

"Almost there, order a general attack."

Liu Hansan said that it was just a four-meter-high city wall, and he really ignored it.

As for the 40,000-strong army in the city, he didn't even take it seriously.

After a period of bad repairs, Liu Hansan also mastered some common sense of the art of warfare, and learned that soldiers are more valuable than quality, not more.

Although having more soldiers has the advantage of having more soldiers, if it is not elite enough, this numerical advantage will also become a disadvantage, that is, it is easy to collapse.

The biggest factor affecting the morale of the soldiers at the bottom is their own casualty rate. Once the casualty rate is too high, the soldiers will be afraid.

Liu Hansan ordered the general attack, and he didn't need to worry about the specific command next.

Each unit has already been assigned tasks.

First, the flintlock gun stepped forward to suppress it, and then the siege troops followed.

Among these siege troops, there are sword and shield soldiers who climb the city wall, grenadiers who are responsible for providing fire cover and fire support, and snipers who move freely in the team.

Their task is to move freely, find and kill officers' targets.

The entire battlefield looks chaotic, but it is actually very organized.

"Order the soldiers to go up the city wall immediately and prepare to meet the enemy."

Li Chengdong's heartbeat quickened a bit when he saw that the enemy was preparing for a general attack.

Thousands of flintlock troops went to the next stop of the city wall, and those Qing troops who had reached the city wall squatted down and dared not stand up. They all knew that this outdated city wall could no longer protect their safety.

"Fire gunners and archers stand up and fight back, and those who fear the battle will slash."

Li Chengdong continued to order, and those low-level officers quickly forced those soldiers with long-range attack methods to fight back.

Suddenly, all kinds of gunshots, bows and crossbows, and screams continued.

Both the Wu army and the Qing army suffered a large number of casualties. In contrast, the Qing army suffered even more heavy losses, at least twice as much as the Wu army.

Because their rate of fire is too slow, the rate of fire of the matchlock gun is in front of the rate of fire of the flintlock gun and can only be beaten.

The rate of fire of an archer is not low, but archery is a physical activity, and if you shoot eight or nine arrows in a row, your arm will lose your strength.

In general, the firepower density of the Wu army is far greater than that of the Qing army, occupying a great advantage.

In the face of this kind of equipment suppression, Li Chengdong could only grit his teeth and have no choice.

This was already his only way of fighting back. Although it was a huge loss, it was able to cause some damage to Wu Jun.

Now he can only hope that Wu Jun's will to fight is inferior to his own, and he will retreat without being able to bear this kind of loss.

However, he was obviously thinking too much.

Compared with the will to fight, there is no unit that can compare with the first division of the Wu army.

They are the ones who can face the charge of 20,000 cavalry and keep their formation in order. It can be said that they are all people who have passed through the gate of hell, and they have long regarded their life and death.

It’s not okay to be underestimated. People with a low mentality in such a high-risk occupation can’t even fall asleep. It happens from time to time that soldiers in the army suddenly go crazy because of too much psychological pressure.

In the first few rounds of shooting, the Qing army could barely resist.

But with the weakness of the archers and a large number of casualties, the soldiers of the Qing army have begun to panic. This kind of lining up to shoot, life and death depends on God's will, not many people can stand it.

If it weren't for the fact that the commander was overseeing the battle with a big knife, these lower-level soldiers would have slipped away long ago.

"Snapped."

Among the numerous flintlock gunshots, there was an occasional sound with a slightly different sound.

It was the sound of a rifled gun, and the sniper shot.

With these people's shots, some Qing army generals on the city wall began to die in large numbers.

It was not particularly obvious at first, but after a few rounds of accumulation, many Qing troops have discovered that there are no officials around them.

Without the official using a knife to force them to fight back, they instinctively squatted down to save their lives.

Anyway, they can see it, this city can't be defended. They don't care if the city is lost or not, they only care if their lives can be saved.

"What's going on, why is the strength of the counterattack weakened?"

Li Chengdong found that his counterattack was much weaker than at the beginning, which was strange. You must know that although they have killed a lot of long-range soldiers, they have a lot of troops and are always replenishing.

In such a short period of time, there is no shortage of troops.

"It seems that the generals in some places were shot and killed, and there was no one to command them. Those soldiers were afraid of the battle."

Zhang Yingyuan observed for a while and came to a conclusion.

"It's fucking bad luck."

Li Chengdong scolded that he has not yet received a report on the rifled gun, so he does not know that there are weapons in the Wu army that are specially designed to shoot officers.

He thought it was bad luck for the generals who were frequently shot and killed.

"what."

Li Chengdong screamed as soon as he finished scolding, and he himself was shot.

But luck is not the worst, it was his arm that was shot.

Because of the armor, the bullet just scratched a large piece of skin on his arm.

Although painful, it is not fatal.

"Medicinal wine, quickly get the medicinal wine to clean the wound."

Li Chengdong's personal soldiers shouted, although only a piece of skin was scratched, but this was a gunshot wound, and must not be careless, otherwise the wound will fester, and it will fester until death.

This situation, they have seen many times in the battle report.

After fighting with Wu Jun many times, the Qing army actually summed up a lot of experience.

For example, if you are hit by a bullet, you must wash the wound with medicinal wine and then bandage it with clean cloth.

Although they are not clear about the principle, after some experiments and summaries, the conclusion is that this has a certain effect.

Of course, ordinary soldiers who are shot must not have this kind of treatment and can only wait to die.

A senior officer like Li Chengdong can enjoy this luxurious treatment even if his arm is scratched a little.

"Master Zhang, I'll leave it to you here."

At the moment when he was shot, Li Chengdong was also scared to death, thinking that he would be here for the rest of his life.

Fortunately, he was only shot in the arm and recovered a small life, but he didn't want to stay on this city wall any longer.

Injury is also a good excuse to hand over the task to Zhang Yingyuan.

Zhang Yingyuan scolded his mother and agreed.