Jin Shenghuan said in a ferocious voice: "Jiannu really wants to attack at night!"

Xu Yingwei turned around and shouted: "The trumpeter obeys the order and blows the assembly horn!"

The two trumpeters immediately raised their suonas, and then the rallying horn sounded.

Upon hearing the rallying horn, the six gun platforms at the foot of the Ninth Peak were the first to light up the torches, followed by the six gun platforms on the Eighth Peak, and then the four gun platforms on the mountainside... Within a moment, the entire Yunlong Mountain was lit up.

A torch was lit.

Even the torches were lit up on the parapets between the gun platforms, and the whole mountain was as bright as white.

Xu Yingwei looked out again and saw that there were no slaves in the trench outside the gun platform.

But the wall between Gun Tower No. 1 and Gun Tower No. 2 at the foot of the mountain was already crowded with Jian slaves.

Seeing this, Jin Shenghuan couldn't help but lick his tongue: "Xu Xiucai, you really hit the mark!"

"Wrong, this is not what I said, but your Majesty." Xu Yingwei shook his head and shouted sternly, "Musketeers, all line up, line up!"

The tactics are still the same tactics.

The Ming army musketeers lined up inside the gun platform, and the Jiannu archers and musketeers outside the gun platform could not be seen.

However, as soon as Jiannu, who was climbing the ladder to attack the middle protective wall, exceeded the height of the protective wall, he would be exposed to the firing range of the Ming army's musketeers, and this time it was still crossfire.

The two gun platforms, about fifty steps apart, formed a perfect crossfire.

To put it bluntly, Yunlong Mountain is actually equivalent to a super large fortress.

The gun platform built on the raised part at the foot of the mountain is equivalent to the convex corner of the bastion.

The crossfire formed by the convex corners can effectively cover the middle wall of the corners without any blind spots.

While the musketeers took turns firing guns, Jin Shenghuan also quickly led the border soldiers to the inside of the protective wall. Once any Jian slaves slipped through the net or Jian slaves in white armor forced their way in, they would immediately use fishing nets, lime bags and flour and pepper bags.

call.

There were indeed a few white-armored soldiers of the Jiannu slaves who climbed onto the cannon platform despite the fire, but they were caught upright by fishing nets.

Immediately, lime packets and flour-sweet pepper packets rained down on these white-armored soldiers. These white-armored soldiers instantly lost their ability to resist and were stabbed to death by Ming army spearmen.

By this time, the spearmen of the Ming army were also showing their experience.

The spearmen of the Ming army did not stab the torso and four legs of the white-armored soldiers of Jiannu, but only stabbed the faces.

The face is the weakest point of the white-armored soldiers. Usually there is only a thin layer of face armor. Some white-armored soldiers rely on their superb skills and don't even have face armor, so the Ming army's spearmen can hit it accurately.

The reason is very simple. For one or two spears, the white-armored soldiers of the Jiannu slaves can block them with weapons or push them away with their hands. But five, six or even a dozen spears are coming at them all at once. How can they block or dodge?

Jiannu's first wave of offensive collapsed and the sneak attack failed.

Hundreds more corpses of Jian slaves were thrown into the trench at the foot of the ninth peak.

…

"hateful!"

When the news came back, Duduo slapped the saddle hard. The horse was frightened and immediately stepped back, almost knocking Duduo off the horse.

Fortunately, He Luo would quickly hold the horse's rein.

Fan Chengmo, who was standing next to him, subconsciously tensed up his body.

As expected, the master's whip should fall on him again.

However, it didn't happen this time. Duduo didn't take out his anger on him.

He Luohui persuaded in a low voice: "Master, the Ming army on Yunlong Mountain is too heavily guarded. We have no chance. Moreover, the red cannons cannot fire accurately at night. If the Ming army cavalry in Xuzhou City suddenly come out to surround us, we will be defeated."

You’ll suffer a big loss, otherwise you’d better forget it and wait until dawn tomorrow to fight again.”

"Gene Era"

"Forget it, just withdraw them all," Duduo said helplessly.

Because what He Luohui said is reasonable, this reckless and reckless behavior not only affects the Ming army, but also affects them, especially the red cannons that cannot play their role.

It's just that this battle was fought too cowardly.

Duduo already felt like there was nothing he could do.

After returning to the main tent, Duduo began pouring soju.

One is to relieve boredom. When Dodo is in a bad mood, he will drink alcohol to relieve his boredom.

Second, when you are tipsy, your brain is most active and you can often come up with some good ideas.

After downing several bottles of shochu, Duduo thought of an idea, and immediately asked Fan Chengmo to call He Luohui.

"He Luohui, I remember that the Jin gentry from Shangqiu sent a group of their children to Xuzhou with the army." Duduo drank a drink and asked again, "Where are these Jin gentry's children now?"

"They are all here," He Luo said, "living with the slaves."

Duduo said: "Go and ask if anyone has been to Yunlong Mountain in Xuzhou."
Chapter completed!