Ziren saw that the enemy army had only sent less than a thousand men to attack the city, and only carried a few rudimentary wooden ladders in the array. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info didn't want to leak the range of the cannon in his hand too early, so he came to the two Furlong cannons placed in the middle of the city wall, and said to Lei Zhenwei, who was waiting here: "Lei general, the quick-order Furlong gunner will replace it with scattered shells, and when the Tartar enters a hundred paces, it will be fired together with the Tiger Squat Cannon, and the gunner will be patient for the time being." With that, he took out a bird gun and filled it.

"The last general commands!" Lei Zhenwei replied loudly, and then turned around and went to give orders.

The two Furlong machines in the army were equipped with five guns each, three of which were filled with live ammunition and two were scattered rounds. Each cannon is operated by three people, and one powerful and cautious soldier is selected as the loader, one with good eye and rich experience in handling guns is the gun commander who is responsible for aiming, and the remaining one is the gunner who is responsible for ignition. The gunner was accompanied by a rattan player to act as a guard.

After receiving the order, the loader immediately pulls out the iron nail, withdraws the previously loaded live bullet from the belly of the gun, replaces it with a sub-gun loaded with scattered bullets, aligns the child and mother, and then uses the iron nail to fix the sub-gun properly. Failure to prevent the mismatch between the guns and the mother caused the leakage of fire and gas to affect the firing range, and finally checked again, and then raised his hand to the gunner and the gunner.

This will fully reflect the advantages of the rear loading of the Fran cannon, and the loader has completed this series of actions after hundreds of hard training, but only ten breaths. The commander of the guns immediately took the final aim of the approaching Mongolian Tartars through the crosshair and the door on the gun, and only then retreated to the side after adjusting the muzzle.

Among the gunners, a young man named 'Zhen Lixing', who had just turned 16, saw the Mongolian Tartars approaching under the city, and his head was sweating hotly, and he felt as if his heart was about to jump out, and he couldn't bother to wipe the sweat all over his head.

At this time, Zhen Lixing suddenly felt someone gently pat him on the shoulder, and hurriedly turned his head to look.

I saw Ziren look at himself from the corner of his eye, and said in a calm tone: "Don't be nervous, just play like you train on weekdays." Hearing his own general say this, the tension in Zhen Lixing's heart suddenly subsided a lot. Immediately afterwards, I saw Ziren raise the bird gun, and after aiming at the city, he pulled the trigger.

Just listen to "Bang! There was a bang. After flying a hundred paces away, the bullet hit the head of Answer.

Ziren slowly put down the bird gun, and when he saw the Tartar skull that had escaped from under his gun the day before yesterday broken to the ground, he nodded with satisfaction and said loudly: "Fire!" ”

Lei Zhenwei listened to the order and immediately blew the long whistle in his mouth. The whistle was extremely penetrating and instantly reverberated throughout the entire city wall.

Inevitably, the gunners couldn't hear the order when they shouted on the battlefield, and Ziren took the whistle as an order in the camp, and when the whistle sounded, the artillery fired a shot. The whistle sounded twice, and the artillery sounded a second time. Reciprocate in turn, so as to avoid the formation of a barrage due to the different reload speeds of the gunners, so that the cannon cannot fire a salvo.

The gunner, who had been waiting by the gun for a long time, heard the whistle and immediately took out a red-hot iron hook from the brazier beside him and pointed it at the fire door on the gun.

"Boom, boom......" With the sound of cannons, the soldiers felt the city walls trembling under their feet.

At this time, in addition to the two Furlong cannons, there were also seven tiger squat cannons in the city, each of which contained 100 small lead bullets. Nearly 1,000 rounds of projectiles were sprayed towards the enemy with the smoke of gunpowder.

Seeing that the Ming army was able to shoot and kill the answer from a hundred paces away, the Mongolian Tatars were shocked, and after hearing the sound of cannons, they wanted to scatter and dodge, but it was too late......

After being swept away by the scattered bullets, the Mongols immediately heard a terrible scream, and the unarmored Tartars were lucky, and they fell to the ground and died on the spot after being hit by the projectiles. As for the ten-captain and centurion of several Tartars, because the armor body projectile did not penetrate deeply, they did not die on the spot after being shot, and lay on the ground covered in blood and let out heart-rending screams.

The Mongol Tartars thought that the Ming people were too timid to fight, and only a few showers of arrows could defeat the Ming army in the city. Unexpectedly, as soon as he approached the city a hundred paces, his companions in front of him were shot and fell to the ground. Knowing that the artillery could not shoot at the targets under the city, he rushed towards the city wall, allowing his companions to fall to the ground and screaming repeatedly.

However, this voice was unusually pleasant to the soldiers of Changning Fort. The city suddenly burst into laughter, and the pressure in everyone's hearts was instantly relieved a lot.

Seeing that there were no less than 100 dead and wounded Tartars under the city, Wang Shouguan laughed loudly and said: "It's a good fight, it's really fucking relieving!" In order to express his joy, he raised his hand and slapped it heavily on the body of Furlong's cannon.

"Huhu, it's burning me." Who knew that the body of the cannon that had just been fired was extremely hot, and it blistered him out of a palm.

Seeing that the first wound in the defense of the city appeared like this, Ziren shook his head with a wry smile, and then shouted loudly: "The enemy has entered the dead end of the artillery, and the gunners have stepped back to prepare for 10,000 enemies." The rattan player erects his shield and beware of Monnu's arrows. The three-eyed gunner and the bird-gunned hand take the whistle as an order to kill the enemy together. ”

Lei Zhenwei, Wang Mingqiang, and Wang Shouguan listened to the order and immediately repeated Ziren's words loudly. Fortunately, the north wall is not long, and the soldiers can hear it clearly.

At this time, the Mongol Tartars had approached the city fifty paces down, and under the command of Bodu, they began to shoot a rain of arrows into the city. Fortunately, the soldiers had already taken precautions and hid behind the women's wall and were not affected.

Answer: The brothers were all close associates of Bodu, and they were killed in battle one after another in just a few days, and their subordinates also suffered heavy casualties, which caused Bodu to be furious. At this time, regardless of the danger, he decided to personally lead his troops to climb the city.

Forty steps, thirty steps, twenty steps, as the distance between the city and the city wall gradually narrowed, Bodu couldn't help but wonder, why did the city, which had been rumbling with cannons before, suddenly have no movement?

"Beep~~~" At this time, a whistle suddenly sounded in the city.

At the same time as the whistle sounded, the soldiers of Changningbao, who had been enduring for a long time, poked out fire guns from the battlements and lookouts, and for a while, the guns rang out in unison, and the city was instantly shrouded in the smoke of gunpowder.

Although his vision was not clear, there was a scream from the city, and Ziren knew that the Tartar must have suffered a big loss this time. In order not to give the opponent a chance to counterattack, he shouted excitedly: "The gunners retreat, and the gunners come forward and throw 10,000 enemies." ”

The gunners had already divided into groups of two. The latter person is responsible for lighting the rope and the other is responsible for throwing it.

There were bursts of screams under the city again, and as the smoke gradually dissipated, I saw countless casualties to the Tartars approaching the city, and the Tartars who survived were already frightened and fled to the rear.

Seeing that the Tartars were deserted and fled, Li Yongfang and the others wanted to continue to shoot and kill, but Ziren persuaded them, and said with a serious face: "The prestige of Changning Fort still needs these Tartars who have experienced what fear is, and they will spread it by word of mouth for us!" With that, there was a fierce glint in the corner of his eyes.