The tiger cannons were left when the Ming army was defeated and retreated from Liaodong in the past, because the defeat was too fast and too sudden, the Ming army did not have time to destroy, and hundreds of intact tiger cannons were captured by the Jurchens.

But the Jurchens were accustomed to knives and arrows, and trusted their bows and scimitars more, and never used the tiger cannon in the war in the north, only occasionally when fighting the Ming Dynasty.

Hundreds of tiger cannons were installed in various towns in eastern Liaodong, there were dozens of them in Guangning City alone, and the south city gate was the forefront of the direct confrontation between Jiannu and the Ming Dynasty, and it was equipped with fifteen tiger cannons.

The Jurchens will not make the accessories of the tiger cannon, let alone repair and maintain the tiger cannon, this kind of battlefield weapon is gradually abandoned, the tiger cannon at the south city gate, now only five can be used normally.

The soldiers loaded the five tiger cannons onto the wagon and went to the warehouse to look for solid ammunition.

The solid bullet was covered with a finger-thick layer of dust, and it was clear that no one had wiped it for a long time.

If a large amount of rust forms on the surface of the solid bullet, then the solid bullet cannot be used, and the rust on the surface must be polished to remove the rust on the surface, otherwise, when fired, the volume of the solid bullet is too large or not smooth enough, if it cannot be launched, it will explode.

The soldiers of the Ming army did not have time to polish the rusty solid bullets, so they had to look for flowering bullets that were not rusted or not obvious from the thick dust.

It took a lot of time for the soldiers to wipe the solid shells, and by the time they transported all the Tiger Guns and 400 solid shells to the Mongolian camp, it was already approaching dusk.

Shen Shiqiang immediately ordered the soldiers to install the Tiger Cannon, in order to improve the hit rate and the kinetic energy of the solid bullet when hitting, the Tiger Gun was installed only 400 steps away from the Mongolian battalion, which is equivalent to a flintlock gun aimed at a target of 30 paces.

The 400 paces were close to the blind spot of the Tiger Cannon, and the soldiers raised the back seat of the Tiger Cannon with stones, and adjusted the muzzle of the Tiger Cannon to the lowest position.

"Master, it's getting late now, if the barracks are destroyed with tiger cannons, the Mongols may rush out, and they may sneak away under the cover of night."

Shen Shiqiang looked up at the sky, the sun had already set, leaving only a trace of pale red afterglow, late autumn in the north, the weather was dark early, and the night would come soon.

"Tomorrow morning, we will launch a full-scale attack, fire a few cannons first, and debug the tiger artillery."

The Ming army had artillerymen, and they quickly reloaded and ignited the fuses of the two tiger guns.

"Boom...... Long ......"

"Boom...... Long ......"

Two solid bullets did not hit the third barracks, and one solid bullet went to the left and hit the wall of the second barracks, the wall trembled slightly, and dust fell all over the ground, but the wall did not collapse.

Another solid bullet landed in front of the third barracks, ten paces away from the barracks, and the solid bouncing rolled forward, and by the time it hit the wall, the kinetic energy had been almost exhausted, and it was just a close contact with the wall.

Shen Shiqiang was not disappointed, it would be good if these tiger guns could fire solid bullets normally, it didn't matter if there was a deviation, it was a big deal to send a few more solid bullets.

"Adjust the muzzle and shoot again."

The solid shells fired by the Tiger Gun on the left were on the left, and the gunners moved the muzzle of the gun a little to the right, and the solid shells fired by the Tiger Gun on the right were far ahead, apparently because there were too many stones under the gun mount, and the gunners raised the back seat to remove some of the stones below.

After the commissioning of the two Tiger guns, the gunners began to ignite.

"Boom...... Long ......"

Two solid bullets made two black arcs and whistled towards the third barracks.

This time, both solid shells hit the frontal wall of the third barracks, the first above the lintel, and the other on the right side of the window.

The kinetic energy of the solid bullet was completely transmitted to the wall, and the wall trembled violently, and four hundred steps away, Shen Shiqiang's naked eye could see that the wall was obviously crooked inward, and quickly returned to its original position.

To destroy a wall, two solid bullets are not enough.

"Five artillery salvos, destroy this barracks first." Shen Shiqiang also wanted to see how many solid bullets were needed to destroy a Mongol barracks.

The gunners hurried to debug the remaining three Tiger guns.

"Division, all the tiger cannons have been debugged and are waiting to be launched."

"Okay, ready to fire, the gunners are also ready, if the Mongols come out of the barracks, shoot them immediately." Shen Shiqiang's right hand waved downward, and the gunners immediately began to ignite.

"Boom...... Long ......"

"Boom...... Long ......"

"Boom...... Long ......"

……

Five solid bullets, four of which fell on the wall and one directly on the roof beam.

The wall tilted inwards so violently that the foundations of a large section of the earthen wall were cracked, and the wall was about to fall inward, but the upper edge of the wall was hung by the rafters and beams of the roof, and it would not fall.

Shen Shiqiang sneered: This Mongolian barracks is quite sturdy.

"Division, as long as one more round of solid shells is fired, the barracks should collapse."

"Then another salvo, this time to try to collapse the earthen wall." Shen Shiqiang made a gesture to the gunners to attack, and once the wall collapsed, the Mongols could rush out without a single shot.

The gunners, a hundred paces from the barracks, were ready, their flintlock muskets loaded with ammunition and their muzzles pointed unanimously towards the collapsing earthen wall.

"Boom...... Long ......"

"Boom...... Long ......"

"Boom...... Long ......"

……

Five solid bullets landed on the wall almost simultaneously, and a large chunk of the wall broke free from the roof and tilted into the house at great speed.

"Knock...... Bang ......"

The walls collapsed, and the bottom beam fell to the ground, and the roof sloped downward, scattering the thatch on the roof.

Three Mongol soldiers, completely exposed to the sight of the Ming army, sprang out of the sloping roof, each with a bow and arrow in their hands, and they aimed at the Ming gunners as they ran.

The gunners, who had been prepared for a long time, did not give them a chance to fire arrows.

The guns rang out, and the bows and arrows in the hands of the three Mongol soldiers slowly drooped and fell weakly to the ground.

The Mongol soldiers stood silently at the hollow exit of the barracks, their pupils dilated, and red blood flowed down the corners of their mouths to their cheeks and into their collars.

Shen Shiqiang was overjoyed, the tiger cannon really worked, and the third barracks were cleared, and his soldiers were not injured.

"Take turns eating and be ready at all times to prevent the Mongols from breaking through."

Sixty paces in front of the barracks, the Ming soldiers lit countless torches, illuminating all the exits in front of the barracks as if it were daylight, and 600 gunmen lay quietly fifty paces behind the torches.

As long as the Mongols dared to come out of the barracks, they would never escape the light of the torches and the bullets of the flintlock muskets.

In order to prevent the Mongols from breaking through from the rooftop, Shen Shiqiang also lit torches on the left, right and behind the barracks, and more than 100 gunmen in each direction hid in the dark.

Outside the barracks was calm again, except for the flames of torches that kept coming out under the night wind.

The dew grew heavier and heavier, and the Ming gunners who were lying in the shadows were completely exposed to the air, their coats almost soaking wet, and when the time came, the night wind suddenly became stronger, blowing the barracks with a whistling sound, and the thatch on the roof stood up like hair.

A young gunman shuddered.

"Sanzi, is it cold?" The Ming gunner on the right, apparently much older, asked casually, his eyes still fixed on the torch in front of him.

"Sort of, Lao Liang, what about you?" The third son glanced sideways at Lao Liang.

"Well, the wind suddenly increased, and it went straight into the neck. However, it is already time, and in another hour, someone will come and replace us. Lao Liang remained motionless.

"Lao Liang, you say, will the Mongols break through?" Miko hopes to use his words to divert his attention, as long as his attention is shifted, he will not feel so cold.

"I don't know, but it's almost midnight now, so be especially careful of the Mongols breaking through."

"Well, I've been watching!" The third son took his eyes off Lao Liang's body and stared at the shadow in front of the torch again, "Lao Liang, can the Mongols escape?" ”

"Run?" Lao Liang looked quite disdainful, "If they break through, they will definitely die under the flintlock guns, and if they don't break through, they will die tomorrow under the tiger cannons - their only way to survive is to surrender like those Han troops." ”

The third son nodded in the dark, and he did not find that the Mongols could escape.

A crack opened silently in the door of the barracks, and a head slowly protruded from the crack in the door, wearing a fur hat on its head, a full beard, and a round face.

Seeing that there was no movement outside, the burly body under the round head quietly squeezed out against the door frame, but there was still no movement.

The round-headed body left the barracks gate altogether, and the night wind blew a few strands of his long hair, exposed outside his fur hat, upwards like the thin threads of a kite.

He waved through the crack in the door, and three more fur-clad men quietly squeezed out.

"Mongolian ......" the third son was so excited that he wanted to scream.

Lao Liang covered his mouth: "Don't scream, the Mongols haven't gotten into the range of the flintlock pistols yet, beware of them retreating to the barracks." ”

Fortunately, the Mongols were far away and did not hear the voice of the third son.

The four Mongol soldiers drew their bows from their backs, and each drew an arrow from the quiver, and placed it on the bow, the bowstring stretched out like a full moon, and the arrow pointed in the direction of the Ming gunners.

As if provoking all the gunners of the Ming army, they drew a semicircle in front of them with arrows, and finally returned to the front.

The Mongol who came out first nodded to the other three, then walked slowly towards the torches with crossed steps.

To leave the barracks and break through, they had to pass through the torches.

The Mongols were moving faster and faster, and the sound of cowhide shoes on the ground was getting louder and louder.

"Shoot."

A low cry in the darkness was short and powerful, and it seemed very abrupt.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The bullets of the flintlock pistol whistled against the night wind and flew towards the Mongols in front of the torches.

The gunfire stopped, came suddenly, and went quickly.

The four Mongols shook twice, then were blown by the night wind and fell heavily to the ground.

The Mongol soldier on the far left turned over on the ground, his head facing the barracks, and he crawled to the barracks with difficulty with both hands and feet.

"Sanzi, do you want to try your marksmanship?" Lao Liang asked the third son while loading ammunition.

Miko had already loaded his ammo, "Okay, I'll try." ”

He held the flintlock pistol to his chest and narrowed one eye, the other firmly fixed on the door of the gun.

"Bang."

The Mongolian soldier who had just crawled suddenly increased the speed of his legs to kick the ground, but he was not kicking the ground, but he was kicking the air, and suddenly his legs stopped, his head tilted, and like the other Mongolian soldiers, he was lying on the muddy ground wet with dew, motionless.