Huang Taiji gave an order, and the Wuzhen Chaoha battalion immediately adjusted the muzzle of the cannon and aimed at the second trench in the distance.

Bursts of artillery roared, and they began shelling the second trench. Shells kept falling near the trenches of the Changxing army, smashing the ground into dust.

Jilharang immediately sent three of Niulu's armor soldiers, but this time the armor soldiers sent were not as lucky as before.

As soon as he jumped out of the trench, he was hit by his own artillery. From time to time, a shell fell in the middle of the armor soldiers, and the closer they got to the trenches of the Changxing army, the more they were accidentally injured.

Before they could take twenty steps, many people were hit, and dozens of casualties held the armor soldiers back.

Jilharang frowned when he observed the landing point of the shell, this time the error was too big! Hurry up and order the soldiers to retreat.

Huang Taiji was also displeased, he had just accepted his subordinates' sycophants, and he was slapped in the face in a blink of an eye. He summoned Jialazhangjing of the Wuzhen Chaoha camp and asked, "Why is the deviation so great?" ”

The two Jiala Zhangjing of Wuzhenchao's Ha Battalion hurriedly knelt down to plead guilty, and the Han Jia Sixian hurriedly said: "Beile Ye Rong Bing! The mud is still close just now, and the minions' shelling is assured. Now a hundred steps away, the minion is really unsure! ”

"Then push the cannon up! Just go! Useless minions! Huang Taiji rebuked angrily.

Jia Sixian ran down with a roll, and as soon as he returned to Wuzhen Chaohaying, he straightened his waist. He shouted loudly: "Listen up, you minions! The master's mercy only allows you to be fed and clothed, if you can't hit a hundred steps forward, you will be a dead soldier for Lao Tzu! Did you hear it all? ”

"Huh!" The gunners agreed, and everyone moved. They pushed the artillery forward with all their might, and the jacks of artillery were so heavy that each step forward required the gunner's sweat.

Finally, after a hundred paces of progress, I had to build a gun emplacement without stopping.

In their busy moments, Liu Xitian in the distance put away the clairvoyant mirror. said to the artillerymen around him: "The scale has been adjusted, if the first round is not hit, I will push the cannon for five miles every day in the future!" ”

Hearing that it was the punishment of pushing the cannon, the gunners' faces changed. This is not a trivial task, and every time you will be as tired as a dead dog.

Everyone cheered up and carefully measured with the cannon gauge and ruler, watching the busyness of the artillerymen, Liu Xitian nodded with satisfaction.

No artillery unit can use live ammunition for training, and in order to train an artillery unit with 100 rounds and 100 hits, the Changxing Army has hundreds of discarded artillery pieces alone.

This artillery is piled up with silver, and if you can't hit it again, you can simply go home and farm, so as to save yourself from being embarrassed.

Jia Sixian looked at the Wuzhen Chaoha Battalion that built the artillery position and was anxious, the master Huang Taiji could give him a chance, but he would definitely not give him a second time.

If the delay is too long, once the master is angry, his good life will come to an end. He strode up to one of the gunners, raised his foot and kicked the man over.

"Rubbish! If you can't fire a cannon in a pillar of incense, you will be rewarded with thirty lashes each! Jia Sixian roared, the muscles on his face throbbing, obviously angry to the extreme.

When the gunners heard that they were going to be whipped, the artillery moved quickly. Jia Sixian said secretly with a gloomy face: A slave is a slave! If you don't give some color, you know that you are lazy.

Just as the gunners repaired the gun position, a cannon sound came from the direction of Fuzhou City. Then a cannonball with a whistling sound hit, frightening Jia Sixian to the ground.

When he saw clearly that the landing point of the shell was more than a dozen steps away from their side, he couldn't help laughing: "Mud is mud!" The artillery is so biased, hurry up and find out the location of the mud cannon team for Lao Tzu, and cripple the mud cannon first! As he spoke, he forgot that he was once what the Jurchens called mud.

Jia Sixian didn't have long to be complacent, and the second shell landed in his Wuzhen Chaoha battalion. The shells that landed on the ground did not hit any targets, and nothing was gained except to bring up a cloud of dust.

Jia Sixian, who breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and said, "Fortunately, there are few muddy cannons, only a few guns, and my own Wuzhen Chaoha battalion is over!" ”

Before the words fell, the sound of artillery resounded in the direction of Fuzhou City, and cannonballs rained down. Every time the cannonball landed, it was like hitting Jia Sixian's heart, it's over! I'm done!

That's how many artillery! It's ridiculous that I just laughed at the enemy's lack of artillery. Looking at the artillery that had been smashed everywhere by the shells, he turned around and ran.

Shells constantly fell on the Jurchen artillery team, and from time to time powder kegs were detonated. The earth trembled with a huge sound, and even the location where Huang Taiji was located could feel the fierceness of the Changxing army's artillery fire.

The war horse man under Huang Taiji's crotch stood up, and almost fell off his horse in the neighing. Seeing that the artillery he had carefully forged in the distance had become a pile of scrap metal, Huang Taiji's heart was dripping blood.

For this batch of artillery, he specially hired cannon casting craftsmen from the territory of Daming. It took eight months to cast the guns, and the difficulty of finding iron was only one aspect.

The most important thing is that the clay mold needs to be dried in the shade, if the clay mold is not completely dry, the water inside will form bubbles when casting the iron cannon.

There are many trachomaes of artillery cast in this way, and there is no more charge at all, and there is a risk of exploding at any time.

What made Huang Taiji puzzle was what method Zhang Dou of Changsheng Island used to cast so many cannons in a period of time.

Could it be that he had just occupied Immortal Island and started casting cannons? So where did he get the time to dry the mud mold?

In order to find out how Changsheng Island forged cannons, Huang Taiji sent countless spies. But these people can't enter Changxinggou at all, and even if some people get in, they never come out.

He also thought about buying the craftsmen of Changsheng Island with a lot of money, but those craftsmen were all in Changxinggou and did not come out at all.

Huang Taiji can only cast cannons according to the stupid method, it took him nearly a year to cast 200 cannons, and now he has lost a quarter in this battle, how not to make him feel distressed.

He looked at the destroyed artillery team with a grim face, pulled out the horse's head and ordered: "Collect the troops!" ”。 Having lost the cover of the artillery team, Huang Taiji did not know how many people to use to fill the trenches of the Changxing army.

Mang Gurtai is a living example of this, and he must not fall again. Huang Taiji not only withdrew to the camp, but even gave up the first trench he occupied.

The Changxing army recaptured the trench without much effort, making Zhang Dou's carefully prepared night attack come to naught.

Huang Taiji looked at the generals who were doing it with a gloomy face, and this group of generals who were extremely flamboyant and looked down on the Han people on weekdays all bowed their heads and were silent.

During the day, the artillery fire of the Changxing army frightened them, and nearly a hundred artillery pieces roared at one place, which was enough to make people feel cold.