Zhu Shichang was shocked to eat, his forehead hit the buttress made of stone, and a big hole came out, and the blood was like an iron bullet bursting out.

The pro-soldiers around him were scattered, and immediately rushed up to press the wound for him, and he kicked it away, struggling to stand up regardless of it, letting the blood on his forehead flow down his cheeks, and roaring hoarsely: "Fight back!" Fire! Call me! ”

The aftermath of the Kuizhou army's iron bullets on the city wall has not stopped, and the Qing soldiers on the city wall still feel that their feet still seem to be swaying leisurely, and they don't know if this thick city wall will collapse and be destroyed under this fierce shelling, and if it collapses, none of the people on it will survive.

"Reload! Fire! Zhu Shichang seemed to see through what was going on in the hearts of this group of soldiers who were moving slowly and panicked, and roared: "Don't be afraid, the city wall is so thick, a few iron bullets can't break it, cheer me up, fight back, fight back!" ”

At this time, the shaking under his feet did stop, and the iron bullets that shot into the wall did not seem to cause much damage, and the thick and tight rammed earth in the wall tiles, like a large mountain and river, firmly locked the iron bullets like a thunderbolt into his chest.

The Qing soldiers became bold, and began to be busy under the scolding of the generals, the iron bullets were ready-made, the black powder was also ready-made, and the red-hot charcoal basins and iron drills were also ready, so the two huge red-coated cannons on this side spewed out tongues of fire after a while.

The sound is like thunder, and the sound of the sky is built. It was as loud as the sound of the Kuizhou army's divine cannons.

However, the difference is that when the Shenwei cannon is fired, it is a yellow gunpowder smoke, which is thick and light, and the wind blows away.

The red-coated cannon of the Qing army, when fired, seemed to blow up a coal mine, and the black smoke raised enveloped the entire section of the city wall inside, the smoke was thick and dense, even if there was wind, it would not disperse for a long time, and from a distance, the city head seemed to be wrapped in a layer of black clouds.

The difference between black and yellow powder is evident in the large smoke when fired.

Two iron bullets broke out of the fog from the black smoke, shot straight forward along the preset trajectory of the cannon barrel, flew out of the appearance of three miles, and fell to the ground, the hard iron bullets stubbornly jumped on the ground several times, each time shorter than the distance of the jump, and finally exhausted, in front of the trench dug in front of the artillery position of the Kuizhou army, rolled a few times left and right, and slowly stopped.

Artillery battles, almost all the rebels are seeing it for the first time.

When the cannon of the Kuizhou army exploded, all the people held their breath and stared with wide eyes, except for the sound of cannons and the shouts of gunners, no one in the city made a sound.

The iron bullets of the Kuizhou army hit the bullet holes as large as a millstone on the Taiyuan city wall, even if they stood a few miles away, they were still clearly visible.

When the artillery shells of the Qing army stopped on the ground like rice balls, and were still hundreds of steps away from the cannons of the Kuizhou army, the rebel soldiers all over the ground were silent for a moment, and then burst into a tsunami-like cheer.

"Good! The Tartar can't hit us! ”

"Hou Ye's cannon can hit them, Hou Ye is mighty!"

"Hahaha! The Tartars are defeated, the Tartars are defeated! ”

Eager eyes were cast on the Kuizhou army from all directions, although they were wearing messy clothes and armor like themselves, but the invisible momentum and green pine-like military posture of the Kuizhou sergeant could still separate them from the righteous army, and all the righteous soldiers consciously kept a certain distance from the Kuizhou army.

"My lord, the Shenwei cannon is really much stronger than the red-clothed cannon, it shoots far, shoots accurately, and is also powerful, it is not a first-level cannon at all." Li Dingguo said excitedly, his body was straight, although he had long been accustomed to being watched by others with awe and adoration since he joined the Kuizhou Army, he also learned from Wang Huan the habit of keeping the military upright at any time.

"It's not even close." Wang Huan's answer made Li Dingguo almost fall off his horse, and he turned around in surprise and found that Wang Huan was still shaking his head: "If you change to a cylindrical shell, plus rifling, it can increase some power." ”

He didn't understand much, cannonballs can still be made into the shape of columns? So how to fight?

However, he didn't dwell too much on this question, and he didn't ask questions, this kind of thing that sounds very esoteric makes Hou Ye worry, Li Dingguo is a military general, just be in charge of fighting.

"Are you ready?" Wang Huan said leisurely, his tone was indescribably relaxed: "One more shot, let the Tartars in the city open their eyes." ”

Li Dingguo smiled brightly, he was happy to sit up for such a happy thing. He turned around and made another gesture at Yan Mingde, who was looking at him.

Through the thick black smoke like haze, Zhu Shichang at the head of the city gasped and coughed fiercely a few times, and then whipped at the gunners.

"Rice bucket! Eater! Zhu Shichang shouted: "How do you shoot the cannon?" It's so far away, nothing is hit, what are you eating? Do you have to be transferred from Liaodong to eat dry rice? ”

A leading artillery team was whipped on the back, and the leather armor was cracked, he didn't dare to stiffen his mouth, so he had to kneel on the ground in fear and defend loudly: "My lord is angry, this first cannon is a test cannon, and the amount of gunpowder added is small, so the range does not hit the maximum distance, and the subsequent shots will be filled with enough gunpowder, please look at it again!" ”

Zhu Shichang shook the whip angrily, glared at the bloody eyes and said angrily: "Then don't you beat it quickly?" Waiting for Lao Tzu to carry the cannonballs for you? ”

Mr. Qian agreed, turned his head and hit a group of gunners with punches and kicks, and the anger he received from Shangguan had to be vented.

"Wash the chamber, load the ammunition, fill the medicine." He shouted as he struck, "Hurry up and ......"

Before the words were finished, the rest of the sentences were choked in the throat by the whistling sound of cannons.

In the distance, there was another burst of smoke on the position of the Kuizhou army, and the thunderous roar of artillery rang out again in the sky.

Mr. Qian turned around sharply, and in the depths of his eyes, the terrifying round figure of more than ten iron bullets from far and near was reflected.

Boom Boom!

The cannonballs hit almost the same section of the city wall in the same position, although they couldn't hit the same crater, but they were not far apart, so that the bodies of the Qing soldiers who were injured by the shock wave and collapsed to the ground just now were shocked and jumped up again.

Zhu Shichang was no exception, an iron bullet accurately hit the city wall not far from his feet, and the strong concussion threw him to the other side of the city wall, and his head hit the stone at the battlement again, adding new injuries to the already bleeding wound.

He was dizzy and gasped for a while, because the people on the wall were dizzy, and no one paid attention to him at the first time, and only when the breathing was even clear, a staggering soldier came to help him.

Zhu Shichang stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, wiped away the blood covering his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a heavy red-clothed cannon, which was overturned to the ground, and under the thick cannon body, there were several soldiers who were bleeding from their mouths and noses, and they were not alive.

"Are you alright, my lord? You're hurt! A few more soldiers surrounded him and shouted eagerly, "Send your lord down for healing!" ”

Zhu Shichang was weakly lying on the back of a pro-soldier, raising his head, looking at the chaotic scene on the head of the smoky city, his eyes were sloppy and he used his last strength, and said to the people around him: "Hurry, hurry, hurry, but look for Lord Alai and ask him to send his cavalry immediately, and then send an urgent letter to Datong!" Be quick, there should be more people to deliver the letter, go quickly! ”

Then he rolled his eyes and fainted.

(End of chapter)