Wang Fugui delusionally wanted to continue to increase the price in order to persuade these killing gods.

In Wang Fugui's view, any problem that money can solve is not a problem, you can rob it again if you have no money, anyway, there are a lot of foolish people for him to claim, and the most important thing is the safety of your own life.

"General, please think about it again, we are willing to grit our teeth and sacrifice 30,000 stone of white rice, 20,000 taels of silver, and ask your army to let us go. Otherwise, we would have three or four thousand men and horses and strong stone walls. If you want to meet each other in battle, I am afraid that your army will not be able to get benefits when it arrives, so I ask the general to think about it for the sake of his subordinates and turn the war into a jade silk. Isn't that a beautiful thing! ”

In addition to money, the most important thing for the generals of the Ming Dynasty is that they have a little soldiers and horses, and without soldiers and horses, who will bird you.

Therefore, the generals of the Ming Dynasty will desperately save their soldiers and horses, and they will easily refuse to fight to the death.

Wang Fugui thought about using casualties to make Zheng Chenggong think more.

Wang Fugui thought about the deterioration very thoroughly, after all, 30,000 stone of rice, 20,000 taels of silver is really a lot, if it was the previous Ming military general, he was afraid that he would immediately agree, and he might even turn around and send troops to protect this money bag.

If it had been a few months earlier, Zheng Chenggong might have done the same, after all, this is a long-term cash cow.

It's just that Wang Fugui's life is not good, and he happened to encounter Zheng Chenggong's poorest period.

With more than 10,000 soldiers and horses, Wang Fugui said that the money and food were not enough for Zheng Chenggong to see.

Now Zheng Chenggong urgently needs a large amount of food to live, so when Wang Fugui can't hand over all his net worth no matter how much he grits his teeth, Zheng Chenggong is trying to rob his family and snatch all his money and food.

Lao Tzu will be exhausted at the end of this month, and now when I meet you, a fat sheep, how can I not slaughter it first to fill my stomach.

As for the future, let's talk about it later, but take care of the good in front of you!

Zheng Chenggong didn't want to be verbose anymore, and wanted to call for siege directly, but since he realized the role of fame, Zheng Chenggong has now changed his habits and forced himself to adapt to the customs of this era, that is, "people have left a name and a goose have left a voice".

Zheng Chenggong rode on his horse, brandished the sword of Shang Fang given by Longwu Emperor, and shouted.

"The people on the cottage have heard that I am loyal and filial piety to Zheng Chenggong. Today, there is a "prosperous dog" colluding with the Tartars to plague my Ming people, and I, as a general of the Zhao, should eradicate such evil thieves. If anyone is willing to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, capture Wang Fugui, and come out to surrender, I will not blame the past. If you don't repent and insist on going your own way, break the cottage and kill them! ”

After shouting these words, the show is done, and then it's time to get down to business.

Zheng Chenggong waved his arm, pointed his sword at the cottage, and shouted: "Attack!" ”

In the battle of tough battles, there are only a few ways to choose from to come and go.

Using a ladder to climb the city wall to "attach ants", that is definitely not possible, Zheng Chenggong can't bear such a big loss of his soldiers and horses.

Moreover, the three-pound and six-pounder guns he has can't deal with those fortified cities, but they are very practical to deal with these small cottages.

Although the cottage looks sturdy, it is a waste of a few more shells.

The three tiger squat cannons and four furlong cannons carried by the army were not too heavy, the heaviest was only three or four hundred catties, and the donkey and ox could be dragged away on the board frame.

The function of the tiger squat cannon in the Ming Dynasty was closer to that of the modern large-sized shotgun.

The head and tail of the tiger squat cannon are 2 feet long, and 7 iron hoops are added around the body, and the head of the cannon is erected by two iron claws, and there are iron stumbling, with a total weight of 36 catties. It looks like the tiger is powerful and majestic. Before firing, the cannon body must be fixed on the ground with a large iron nail, and each launch can be filled with 100 small lead or small stones weighing 5 yuan, and a large lead bullet or large stone bullet weighing 30 taels is used to press the top, and the large and small bullets fly out together when fired, and the roar is like thunder. It is the most lethal within one or two hundred meters, and it is especially suitable for field combat.

The Furlong Cannon was an early reloader smoothbore cannon.

It is composed of a mother and a child gun. The female body is slender and has a small caliber, and the body is equipped with a front sight and a light door, which can aim and shoot at long-distance targets. There are gun lugs on both sides of the gun body, which can be placed on the bracket and can be tilted to adjust the firing angle.

The rear part of the gun is thicker, and there are long holes and grooves to fill the guns.

The sub-guns are similar to the small firearms, each female gun is equipped with 5 to 9 sub-guns, which can be pre-loaded with ammunition for backup, and the mother guns can be loaded and fired in turn during battle, thus increasing the firing speed.

The Ming Dynasty's Franc cannon was made of copper, five or six feet long, and the large one weighed more than 1,000 kilograms, and the small one weighed 3,400 kilograms.

The small Furlong cannon has a range of between 300 and 1000 meters, with the highest hit rate at six or seven hundred meters.

The firing range of the large jack cannon can be compared with the Hongyi cannon, reaching two or three thousand meters.

Zheng Chenggong did not have a thousand-pound cannon, and the land was a small Franc cannon weighing three or four hundred pounds.

In order to avoid long-range shooting wounds to the enemy's archers, Zheng Chenggong transported the artillery to a distance of 250 meters under the stone wall, and at the same time arranged hundreds of rattan armor soldiers in front.

After the powder pack was installed, the seven guns opened fire at the same time. The artillery crosshairs of this era were very bad, plus it was fired from the back, and with a bang, all seven shells missed, and not a single shell hit the stone wall.

Zheng Chenggong started fighting, which made Wang Fugui angry.

Lao Tzu was kind to persuade him, and even hemorrhaged, you damn it, you really dare to do it if you don't know how to lift.

It's really like Lao Tzu is papier-mâché, and it's still in the hands of others. Anyway, Lao Tzu also has thousands of men and horses, and Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, and you can really break through Lao Tzu's cottage with two or three thousand people.

When he saw that Zheng Chenggong's artillery didn't hit a single shot, Wang Fugui even more arrogantly pulled his throat and shouted: "Damn it, don't be ashamed of your face." Brothers, hit Lao Tzu, beat me hard. “

Wang Fugui's hundreds of subordinates relied on the protection of the stone wall, and hurriedly got up to pick up bows and arrows to draw their bows, wanting to see if the projectile could hit the Zheng family's army.

Among the more than 100 archers, there is a sharpshooter Zhang Ye, Zhang Ye used to hunt in the mountains for a living, and he could pull a three-stone strong bow.

Later, when he sold game to Wang Fugui, he was tempted by Wang Fugui's luxurious life, so he took refuge in him without hesitation and became Wang Fugui's bodyguard and number one thug.

Wang Fugui knew that Zhang Ye could pull a strong bow, so he specially created an iron bow for him.

Now Zhang Ye saw that Zheng Chenggong was riding a horse and standing in front of the army in order to shout, so he hurriedly aimed and threw an arrow.

Hundreds of arrows fell from the sky in an instant, and they landed densely in the area more than ten steps in front of Zheng Jiajun, without any casualties.

Seeing that the arrows were not dangerous to them, the vine armor soldiers all set their eyes on the cottage and no longer paid attention to the sky.

It's just that no one thought that Zhang Ye shot the arrow out in order to pull out the iron bow a beat slower than the others.

Zheng Chenggong didn't know that he was in danger at this time, and he felt that he was very safe two hundred meters away.

But Zheng Chenggong didn't know that the cottage was built halfway up the stone hill, and the height of Zhang Ye's station plus the power of the iron bow and the distance extended by the projectile made him within Zhang Ye's effective range.

After the unsuspecting Zheng Chenggong finished shouting, he stood in front of the formation to supervise the teacher. Zhang Ye's arrow was falling towards Zheng Chenggong's head at this time, and with the help of strong inertia, the sharp arrow with the hiss of death could easily shoot through the iron helmet, making people's heads bloom.

It can be regarded as Zheng Chenggong's fate, when he saw that the artillery didn't hit a single shot, so he wanted to turn around and scold those gunners and let them aim and fight again.

As soon as Zheng Chenggong turned his horse's head around, the arrow passed diagonally through Zheng Chenggong's head from the air, and hit the right leg of a Tiger Guard Battalion soldier standing behind Zheng Chenggong with several black shots.

The powerful impact of the arrow pierced through the armor on the legs of the Tiger Guard Battalion soldiers, piercing his thighs in diameter, making even a strong man scream.

Looking at the tail of the arrow on the soldier's leg, which was still trembling slightly, Zheng Chenggong's eyes dilated, and he couldn't help but be afraid.

It's just a little bit, it's just a little bit, it's yourself who dies.

Zheng Chenggong stayed there for a while.

Before Zheng Chenggong could come to his senses, the well-trained tiger guards had already rushed forward, dismounted the general, protected him behind him, and quickly retreated with him.

On the way, dozens of tiger guard soldiers also erected rattan armor to block the front, in case of another sharp arrow.

Zhang Ye still understands the principle of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, otherwise he would not have deliberately pulled his bow to shoot Zheng Chenggong.

Zhang Ye was a little annoyed when he saw that he didn't shoot the other party's leader. That guy's life is so hard, it's just a little bit close to killing him.

As long as the leader of the other party is dead, the other party still has the heart to attack the cottage again. In this way, he has made great contributions, and he has not been rewarded by Wang Fugui.

Zhang Ye was annoyed that he had lost his reward.

Zheng Jiajun had been paying attention to the cottage before, and he didn't pay attention to Zheng Chenggong, and when he heard that the general was emotional.

When I turned my head, I saw that the general was pulled off his horse, protected behind him, and dragged to the rear, and the soldiers of the Tiger Guard Battalion were shouting at the top of their voices while retreating, doctor! Doctor!.

The soldiers of the Zheng family army did not know what the specific situation of Zheng Chenggong was, not only was they worried about the general, but they all looked towards the rear army, and the formation was scattered for a while, and the people were panicked.

Zheng Chenggong had already come to his senses when he was pulled off his horse, but he was pressed down by three or four soldiers who were tall and horse-tall, unable to move, and forcibly carried them to the rear army. When they dispersed and shouted for the doctor, Zheng Chenggong regained his freedom.

As soon as he could move, Zheng Chenggong immediately stood up, but the upright and serious image was gone.

The man was torn off the horse, and the helmet fell off. When people are pressed behind them, when they are walking, the cross-armor robe is tattered and loose under the friction of the ground, and the whole image of a military general who lost his troops and unloaded his armor after defeat.

Wang Fugui, who was standing on the stone wall, looked at the embarrassed appearance of the other party's leader, but his hand kept patting the stone wall and laughing.

Seeing that the master was so happy, the doglegs under his command naturally laughed with him, and for a while there was constant laughter on the city wall.