Chapter 237: The Tiger Descends the Mountain

At sunset, Zhang Bingzhong's army surrounded the border pass mountain on three sides, leaving only the steep northern slope vacant.

"Sun Tzu's Art of War" has a saying that the siege of the division must be que, and now Zhang Bingzhong's cloth is to surround the three and the one.

The seven catapults, weighted and crudely constructed, were placed about two hundred paces away on the eastern slope, and then a group of men began to load the large rattan baskets with stones.

Zhang Bingzhong stood in front of the row of catapults, looking fixedly at Qinchuan on the mountain.

"Be careful to dodge trebuchets."

Seeing that the opponent's trebuchet rattan basket had been pulled up, Qin Chuan shouted at the surrounding Guan Di Army.

Not long after, there was a sudden "bang" sound at the bottom of the hillside, and the rattan basket of a catapult slammed into the ground, and the huge pull pulled down one end of the boom rapidly, and the other end containing the stone was thrown up sharply, throwing a stone into the sky and smashing towards the border mountain.

The Guan Emperor army near the pier platform dispersed in a hula, and the thigh-thick stone smashed on the open space more than ten steps away from the pier platform with a "bang".

I don't know if I want to smash the pier platform or the nearby Guan Di army, in short, the accuracy is very poor.

After the first shot, other trebuchets also began to shoot, and several thigh-thick stones roared and smashed on the border mountain, one of which unloaded the entire arm of a Guan Emperor soldier who had no time to dodge.

Soon a companion carried the Guan Emperor into the pier and brought distilled soju and boiled gauze to bandage the wound.

After Qin Chuan confirmed the location of those stones, he let the Guan Emperor army on the left side of the pier scatter, leaving only one row of Guan Emperor troops in the trench, and the rest of the troops withdrew elsewhere.

He guessed that Zhang Bingzhong's trebuchets were going to bomb the place.

Sure enough, the seven trebuchets adjusted their angles and the weight of the stones in the rattan baskets, and soon began to smash stones again, this time most of the stones fell on the left side of the pier, and one of them smashed on the pier, smashing the mottled masonry into a splash of bricks everywhere.

Although Qin Chuan asked Emperor Guan's army to evacuate in advance, there was still a stone that was too biased to fall into the crowd, smashing a shield, and one was killed and one wounded.

"Their catapult won't be able to fire a few shots, and it won't be long before it breaks down."

Seeing that Emperor Guan's army was in some commotion, Qin Chuan shouted unhurriedly.

The catapult itself is easy to malfunction, Zhang Bingzhong's seven catapults are shoddy, and the shaft does not even have iron sheets, but a few pieces of wood are fixed with hemp rope or even tree vines, which cannot be very durable.

During the fourth round of projection, the bracket of one of the trebuchets collapsed, and the boom thrown out by inertia sent several unlucky rogues flying alive, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.

Then, in the sixth round, another one collapsed.

At this time, Zhang Bingzhong suddenly pulled out his knife and shouted a few times to the back, and those rogues were urged by a group of old camp men and horses, carrying a few tiger squatting cannons and thick shields, and rushed towards the border mountain in a chaotic manner.

There are about 10,000 people, and the black pressure is all over the foot of the border mountains.

"Steady, the musketeers wait for the opponent to advance a hundred steps before shooting, all the tiger squat cannons aim at the enemy carrying the artillery, wait for the opponent to go up to fifty steps before throwing, after throwing a wave, start throwing guns, pay attention to dodging the opponent's catapults, the tiger and leopard battalion is ready to assault."

Qin Chuan walked back and forth in the defensive line, issuing orders in an orderly manner, and patted the shoulders of a few nervous Guan Emperor troops.

With too many enemies and a lonely mountain, tension is inevitable.

Zhang Bingzhong and his old battalion didn't come up, shouting and pressing the formation behind.

Li Biaofeng didn't come up either, he just stared at Qin Chuan.

Zhang Bingzhong's Tiger Squat Cannon was captured from the Ming Army, and its effective range was much worse than that of Qinchuan's Tiger Squat Cannon, and it had to be moved to a distance of about 80 paces before it could be fired.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a distance mark with stones, as early as before the arrival of Zhang Bingzhong's army, Qin Chuan also let the gunner test fire, set the shooting scale, the six tiger squat guns on the south slope have already aimed at the firing position, and when the opponent's artillery team carries the tiger squat cannon into the predetermined firing position, the six tiger squat cannons will fire at the same time.

With a loud bang, six solid lead bullets roared and fell into a group of rogues carrying tiger squatting cannons, smashing several large shields, knocking several unlucky rogues and two tiger squatting cannons to the ground, and then bouncing down the gentle slope, forcing a few bloody paths.

The group of rogues suddenly cried and shouted for their mothers, and the screams came and went, many people turned their heads and ran, and some even threw down the tiger squat cannon on their shoulders.

But before he ran far, he was cut down by Zhang Bingzhong's old camp with a knife, and he was forced back again.

At this time, the tiger squat cannon of the Guan Emperor Army had been loaded, and it roared again, and the rogues who were forced back were also smashed to the ground again, and the rest of the people scattered in a hurry, some ran forward, some ran to both sides, and some ran back not far before they were cut down to the ground by the old battalion.

"Won't you fucking break up? All scattered, scattering the artillery. ”

Not far behind, Zhang Bingzhong shouted loudly.

Hearing his words, the group of rogues hurriedly dispersed with tiger squat cannons and climbed up the hillside from different directions.

But this hurt the other rogues, because wherever the tiger squatted cannon, the artillery fire on the mountain will hit, and it is very accurate.

For a while, the rogues avoided their tiger squat cannons as if they had seen a plague god, and crowded together one by one, causing the already chaotic formation to become more and more chaotic.

"You donkey balls, get into your mother's hole!"

Zhang Bingzhong became more and more annoyed, and when he opened his mouth, he scolded angrily.

After scolding, he glanced coldly at Li Biaofeng next to him, and the latter hurriedly explained: "Eight kings, the little one has never seen such a powerful cannon surnamed Qin in Lou Fu, it must have been newly created by him." ”

Zhang Bingzhong's anger disappeared a little, he didn't scold, only retracted his gaze and continued to look at the battlefield.

He knew that the surname Qin had artillery, and those people who fled back from Mianshan said it, but he didn't expect those tiger squat cannons to hit so far and so accurately.

There should be a distance of one hundred and twenty paces, the tiger squat cannon of the Ming army is more than one hundred paces, and it is not very powerful, why are those tiger squat cannons surnamed Qin still hit so accurately, and the power is still so great?

On the mountain, after seeing that some rogues were huddled together, Qin Chuan immediately made a decision and shouted: "The tiger squats and cannons those dense rogues, and the musketeers hit the opponent's artillery team, quickly." ”

When his men heard this, they turned their guns and began to aim at the huddled gangsters.

The musketeers began to aim at the opposing gunners.

The sound of gunfire soon rang out intensively, a cloud of gunpowder smoke rose from the border mountain, and a large scream sounded at the bottom of the mountain, no matter how thick the wooden shield was, it could not stop the artillery, and the hot iron bullets jumped all the way down the hillside, crushing out a bloody road.

The rogues, who were carrying the tiger squatting cannon and carrying the ammunition, were set on fire by the flintlock pistol, and many of them fell despite the shields to resist it.

Under the persecution of the old camp behind, the chaotic gangsters continued to climb up.

The gunfire on the mountain also rang out one after another.

It didn't take long for hundreds of corpses and wounded soldiers to be left on the slopes of the mountain on three sides.

After paying a heavy price, the Liukou finally set up three tiger squat cannons eighty paces away, one of which was hit by an iron bullet before it could fire, and rolled down the hill with a few Liukou, while the other two smoothly erupted tongues of fire, and the two lead bullets smashed into the vicinity of the defense line of the Guandi army without accuracy.

They only had one chance to open fire, and before they could adjust the angle, they were swept away by the artillery of the Guan Di army.

Zhang Bingzhong's artillery team was almost completely killed and wounded, and the six tiger squat guns had been abolished.

The other rogues relied on heavy wooden shields and climbed up the slope regardless of casualties, and some began to shoot arrows up the mountain, and the Guan Emperor's army also began to suffer casualties one after another.

"Put the stones and rolling wood, the tiger and leopard battalion prepare, Luo Daniu, Zhao Wu, and Liao Sangun are ready to rush with me!"

Seeing that Liukou had already entered the distance of fifty steps, Qin Chuan shouted loudly.

The four hundred tiger and leopard battalions that were originally hiding behind the pier platform suddenly came out, and Lao Huang personally led Qin Chuan's snow-white horse and ran out.

The Guan Emperor troops on the defense line pushed down the stones or logs in front of them, and for a while, the smoke of the border pass mountain was billowing and roaring, and countless stones and logs rushed down like huge waves.

The rogues of Banpo were terrified, and hurriedly crouched on the ground, holding all kinds of shields diagonally in front of them.

However, except for the large shield that was heavy enough and had legs, the rest of the shields were all overturned, and the rogues behind the shields were smashed, and large areas were smashed to pieces.

With only one wave of rocks and rolling wood, more than 20% of the 10,000 rogues who attacked the mountain were killed or wounded.

Seeing that the time had come, Qin Chuan turned over his horse, pulled out a throwing gun, took the lead, and shouted: "Kill!" ”

The battalion of four hundred tigers and leopards descended the mountain like fierce tigers, rushing down, roaring towards the rogues in the middle of the slope.