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1597 Nancheng Curse Battle

The red-clothed cannon fired and suppressed it first. Although it was not accurate enough, it was not a flowering bullet, but it was because it was powerful and boosted the morale of its own army as much as that of a war drum.

Once the cannon fires, the archers and musketeers will start to press on. Although they will be hit by the firepower of the defenders on the city wall, the number of people is dominant after all, and the team is scattered with a small number of casualties is still tolerated.

Not to mention that weapons such as bows and arrows are behind, bows and arrows are actually more useful than muskets in siege operations, because skilled archers can change their ballistics by themselves, shoot bows and arrows into the sky in a curved manner, and then fall directly from the enemy's head.

This kind of curved attack is more effective than the linear ballistic of a rifle. After all, there are warheads on the city walls that can provide cover for the defenders. Most of the firepower is wasted on the wall bricks, while the curved ballistic directly attacks the enemy's head.

The archers and musket soldiers were as many as 2,000, which could completely suppress the enemy's firepower on the city. When they dodge, the big cart soaked in grease could attack the city gate.

Of course, Jin Zuoling knew that using gunpowder to explode the city gate was the most efficient. Unfortunately, the largest gunpowder depot in Qiqihar City was in the city. Now the explosives in Jin Zuoling's hand are enough to fry some fish at most.

Cannons opened the way, bows, arrows, muskets suppressed, fire siege the city gate... Finally, the cavalry rushed up and rushed forward against the enemy's rain of bullets, killing the rebels alive.

The plan is perfect, but unfortunately it was implemented a bit late. If the cavalry was used two or three hours earlier, the result of this coup would be really hard to say.

Just as Jin Zuo led his horse to boost morale and promised a reward afterwards, Deputy General Lin climbed the city, holding a common iron trumpet in his hand and shouted at the bottom.

"Jin Zuoling! Do you still remember me, Lao Lin? Five years ago, went to the capital to report your duties, and you and I have traveled more than 200 miles together! Have you forgotten this friendship?"

When Jin Zuoling heard this, he looked up with a canopy and was furious, "Wow! The surname of Lin! I didn't expect it was you... In which part of our Heilongjiang has a grudge against you, you dare to rebel! Are you not afraid of killing the nine clans!"

"The bullshit kills the nine clans! Let's tell you the truth, we are clearing the ruling side! Tepxin is in touch with foreign countries, colludes with Rakshasa ghosts, and privately releases the Heilongjiang border defenses, allowing those Cossacks to fight the Far East Volunteers! This is a treason..."

"Kill the traitors! General Hunchun has his name in history... You can wake up as soon as possible and have a chance. If you go all the way to the darkness, you will wait for death!"

A buzzing sound was heard under the city, and the soldiers began to whisper, "So the rumors are true? Is Ningguta really a Rakshasa ghost? Or is it our general put in? This lacks virtue..."

"Shhh... Sigh down, we are fighting! We don't care what's going on above, and we don't know whether it's true or not. Why do you care about this when you are a soldier and eat food?"

"It's not a question of whether to eat or not. It's a fucking national war! It's one thing to close the door and fight by yourself, so what's the matter if you let the Rakshasa ghost come in?"

Of course, there will be no publicity for the Rakshasa ghost to enter the country. Moreover, the route of the Rakshas ghost to enter the army is on the ice of the Songhua River, which is the dividing line between Hunchun and Tepxin’s defense zones.

If you can hide it, you should hide it. This is the motto of late Qing officials. Of course, you should hide it from it. These defenders in Qiqihar actually did not know the truth about the Cossacks' transit.

However, rumors spread rapidly. In the army, some people are indeed proof of this matter. Although they cannot be confirmed, people are still willing to inquire about this kind of rumor driven by curiosity.

When someone proved to them that this matter was true, everyone's inner shock was self-evident. The officers who had known the news were embarrassed, while the soldiers who did not know the truth looked at each other one by one.

When Jin Zuoling saw that this was quite good, his morale that had just been boosted was shaken.

"False accusation! You, who is surnamed Lin, are framed! Don't believe him... prepare to attack the city!"

"Hahaha..." Lao Lin laughed wildly, "I'm accusing? I broke through Tepxin's general's mansion. The study room had already asked me to copy a piece of paper. The evidence was in my hands. Do you dare to say I'm accusing..."

After saying that, he directly opened a letter, "The general's office has a registration order issued by Tephin. I have a box of such registration!"

"I have checked all the orders he gave to the guards of passes in various places... I'll try to accuse me! These are the orders issued by Tepxin himself, and the order to release the passes and let the Cossacks enter the country countless times!"

"You quibble again! I'll listen to another quibble..."

The soldiers below could not see the words above through the city walls far away, but when they heard the firm tone, everyone was soft. It seemed that this matter was probably true. Otherwise, it would be impossible to rebel with a leopard courage in Hunchun!

Jin Zuoling was so excited that his face turned red and his ears were dull for a moment, but the arrow on the string had to send him a cruel heart, "Damn it! The order was issued by the Forbidden City! What can we do if the imperial court's order?"

"Brothers, the general had to accept the orders of the court before opening the port... Don't think about this now, take back our own home first! Nothing else, we have to fight for our own home!"

I had no choice but to rely on the soldiers. Qiqihar City is everyone's job, and the taxes here are the money and food given by the court every year are the daily food and clothing of the army.

If Heilongjiang finally fell into Hunchun's hands, the money would be cheaper for outsiders! The reason is very simple and the most intimate thing to do, and countless soldiers nodded.

Lao Lin on the city wall did not expect that the man surnamed Jin was quite difficult. At this time, the dog-headed military advisor beside him came out and whispered a few words in his ear.

Lao Lin's eyes lit up and laughed, "Who do you want to deceive if you are the military and civilians in Heilongjiang? Are you all fools?"

"When the Holy Ancestor Kangxi was here, he fought with the Rakshasa ghost. How was the Treaty of Nibuchu signed? That was the life of countless Heilongjiang soldiers and civilians!"

"Ten years ago, the shameless Rakshasa ghost took advantage of the tide of growing hair in the south. The capital encountered foreign invaders and sent troops to attack Aihui City! He forced Yishan to sign a treaty, and then forced Prince Gong to sign a Sino-Russian treaty, which made our Qing Dynasty lose millions of kilometers of land!"

"This is the life-and-death enemy of the country! How could the court issue such an order? Do you fool the soldiers and civilians of Heilongjiang by all fools!"

Lao Lin yelled loudly, his voice cords were about torn apart. "There is no imperial edict at all! It's just Tepxin himself is afraid of death! He is the second Yishan! He is a shameless traitor!"

With a shrill roar, all the officers and soldiers in the city were stunned!
Chapter completed!
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