......Nearly 100 6-pounder guns and more than 10 12-pounder guns roared angrily in turn. r?anwenｗ?ｗ?ｗ?．? ｒ?ａ?ｎ?ｗ?ｅ?ｎa?`ｃ?ｏ?ｍ?

Almost in the blink of an eye, the head of Fanyang City suddenly became a human purgatory, after the arrow stacks were hit, the sky was full of flying gravel, I don't know how many people were knocked down?

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The thick city walls, like floating leaves in the wind, began to shake violently from side to side under the continuous bombardment of the 12-pounder guns.

Unlike the 6-pounder gun, the shell of the 12-pounder gun, which was specially used for attacking fortifications, weighed more than a dozen catties, and such a heavy cannonball, under the acceleration of the sealed gunpowder, smashed viciously on the city wall of Fan Yang with lightning speed, emitting a terrifying roar of thunder.

More than a dozen 12-pounder guns lined up in three rows, the interval between firing was very short, almost in the blink of an eye, and another projectile weighing more than ten pounds was angrily discharged.

Yelu Hengchang wanted to gain a firm foothold, but before he could finish his thoughts, another cannonball weighing more than ten catties, like a relay race, smashed heavily on the city wall that had been in disrepair for a long time.

"Immortal Heaven, Immortal Heavenly ......" Yelu Hengchang, who had been in battle for a long time, felt a great fear for the first time, and there was an ominous premonition shrouded in his heart, could it be that Changsheng Heaven was going to accept him to ascend to heaven?

The Khitan riding bow was designed at a maximum distance of one hundred paces, and it was up to one hundred and fifty paces away from the city wall to shoot condescendingly.

However, Li Yongtang was very clever to place the artillery team on the artillery position two hundred steps away from the city wall, and the Khitans could only stare dryly, but they were helpless.

To tell the truth, the Fanyang City defended by the Khitans is far inferior to the Daimyofu City that the Fu family will guard.

Not to mention it, the Divine Arm Crossbow and Ox Crossbow that the Fu family general possessed alone were enough to cause huge damage to the attacking Li Jiajun.

However, the Khitans did not have ox crossbows, let alone divine arm crossbows, and they were passively beaten in the defense of the city, which was an obvious disadvantage.

The power of artillery bombardment of the city wall lies in the fact that once the shell hits the battlement, the place where it could have been hiding can be turned into a life-threatening harvester in the blink of an eye.

Under the splash of rocks, countless Khitans were knocked to the ground, which was really terrifying.

Yelu Hengchang regretted his life, if before the war, behind the arrow stack, pile up the sandbags to prevent stones, how good would it be?

However, the backwardness of the concept of war will inevitably be passively beaten, and Yelu Hengchang already regrets it at this moment!

The 6-pounder cannon was just a means of suppressing the fire of the city, and the 12-pounder cannon specially used to collapse the city wall, like a diligent old ox, bombarded the same part of the city wall one after another.

On the southern wall of Fanyang City, which had been in disrepair for a long time, the blue bricks covered with rammed earth were quickly peeled off, revealing a thick layer of yellow rammed earth.

Li Yongtang, who was close at hand, couldn't help but be overjoyed, and he immediately ordered, "The A, C, E and other artillery should quickly cool down, and the B, D, and Ji cannons will continue to bombard fiercely." ”

Unlike the bow and crossbow, the barrel of the cannon is easy to become red and soft due to high temperatures, and although bronze has much higher heat dissipation than iron, it will still have the disadvantage of being hot after a long time.

Half of the 12-pounder guns were missing, and the remaining 12-pounder guns were still smashing the walls one after the other according to the inherent rate of fire.

Li Zhongyi put down the monocular in his hand, touched his chin and said, "It seems that in less than an hour and a half, Fan Yangcheng should change hands." ”

Zhang Sanzheng said with a smiling face: "Under your cultivation, Li Yongtang has finally come in handy. ”

Li Zhongyi was a little proud in his heart, he had no other tricks in training artillery, that is, he threw money and materials ruthlessly, and trained more in the level of artillery in peacetime.

Objectively speaking, the smoothbore cannon has no accuracy at all, and it is normal for a blind cat to catch a dead mouse if it hits.

However, in the old TV series "Bright Sword", the plot of Li Yunlong putting a bayonet on the Italian cannon deeply affected Li Zhongyi.

To put it bluntly, the 12-pounder cannon was brought close to a distance of two hundred paces and bombarded the tall city walls, and it was not dared to say that every shot would hit the same center of the circle, at least seven or eight times out of ten would hit the area near the center of the circle.

More than a dozen catties of large iron balls, with huge acceleration, viciously smashed on the green bricks covered with soil, and the effect was equivalent to a car hitting a pedestrian at a speed of more than 100 yards.

"Boom ......"

"Boom ......"

"Boom ......"

The sound of artillery firing is continuous, undulating, and amazingly powerful!

On the southern city wall of Fanyang City, the Khitan people were frightened, and some people were so frightened that they simply wanted to flee to the city.

The Khitan people under the city wanted to rush up, so they came and went, and the people who fled and rushed were crowded together, and the result was that the tragedy of trampling on each other was inevitable!

Seeing this situation, Li Zhongyi couldn't help but pick up the teacup, took a small sip comfortably, and said a little proudly: "Before the real knife and gun are cut, the Khitan Tartars are already in chaos." ”

Gao Qiang stretched out his hand to take the tea cup in Li Zhongyi's hand, and said with a smile: "If I were that old boy in Yelu Hengchang, I would have opened the city and surrendered early, and if you are happy, maybe you will reward a marquis." ”

Li Zhongyi was very comfortable being photographed, and couldn't help laughing: "Don't be patronizing, isn't Brother Yeluxiu's back hand still started?" ”

"Lord, the formation set up by our army is to attack on one side and defend on three sides, and it is widely reprimanded within a hundred miles here, in fact, there is no need to worry about what demon moth Brother Yelu Xiu will come up with."

Li Zhongyi was not satisfied with the explanation given by Zhang Sanzheng, he stared at Zhang Sanzheng deadly, and said solemnly: "Don't be careless, once there is a mistake in the front, it will be the danger of the annihilation of the whole army, and we and other soldiers must not be observed." ”

Unlike Yang Lie, Li Zhongyi's principle of employing troops is to be serious and steady, and he would rather give up the fighter plane than ensure that he is safe and sound!

Zhao Laosan in history, after he personally conquered Jinyang and destroyed the Liu Han regime, he led the army with a high spirit to continue to attack the thistle under the rule of the Khitans, and he can be regarded as a very sharp emperor.

It's a pity that Zhao Laosanhao didn't learn, and Yang Guang, who didn't fulfill his promise, didn't give the reward that should be given, so he forced the three armies to attack Youzhou, and was accidentally defeated by Yelu Hugo in one move.

Since then, the emperors of the Zhao and Song regimes no longer dare to send troops to the north to attack Youzhou, which is really a pity!

Li Zhongyi used expensive copper materials to make cannons, in fact, he was also forced to do so, which was mainly related to the technology of smelting iron, which was inextricably linked.

The advantages of copper cannons are very obvious, the heat dissipation is good, the elasticity of the barrel is good, and the durability is also great, but the fly in the ointment is that the cost is too high!

After Li Zhongyi entered Kaifeng City, he stopped making money with copper materials, and instead printed paper money, and the saved copper materials were used to make cannons.

The 12-pounder cannon, every time it sounded, Li Zhongyi silently counted a number in his heart, and the cold number seemed to be the most gorgeous and beautiful music, and the sound was in his ears.

Note: Yesterday when there was a blank code, due to drinking too much, there was a clerical error, the 9-pounder cannon is now corrected to a 12-pounder gun, please forgive me, brothers!

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