"Don't be afraid!"

"Can't hit me!"

The thief shouted this repeatedly......

In such a roar, a new round of attacking the mountain began, and the shield soldiers bravely came up, followed by the fire soldiers of the two hundred Shenji battalions, under the heavy cover of the shield soldiers, climbed the mountain road......

Since the nearest arrow towers and earthen forts at the foot of the mountain have been taken by the officers and soldiers, and the farthest of the officers and soldiers once attacked the halfway up the mountain, the Fulong machine guns of the Shenji Battalion boldly moved forward dozens of meters and raised their muzzles higher...... It seems that the intention was to increase the area covered by the artillery fire towards the top of the hill.

In fact, the officers and men must also cover the artillery a little more forward, otherwise, they will not want to attack the position above the mountainside.

Just when the officers and soldiers had just fixed the cannons, the leader of the thief squad in charge of the two bed crossbows laughed loudly, and he shouted to the team members in charge of the giant crossbows: "See? The artillery of the officers and soldiers has finally entered the range of our giant ballista, hahaha! ”

The thieves of the entire giant crossbow team shouted for joy at the same time!

It is said that it is very difficult for the human eye to see the distance, so how can these thieves who control the bed crossbow be able to judge at a glance that the cannon of the officer and soldier is within range? The reason is very simple, when Zhu Yuanzhang asked them to train to use the bed crossbow, he specially let them practice shooting at the foot of the mountain many times...... The range of the bed crossbow was something that each of them had ever seen with their own eyes. And at the farthest point of the range, a reference was placed - a large stone half a man high!

The crossbowmen didn't even need to judge the distance at all, they only had to glance at the foot of the hill to see if the officers and soldiers had come to the side of the big rock, and then they knew if they had entered the firing range.

By this time, the officer's Franc cannon had already passed over the large stone, which was a reference for the firing range, and completely entered the coverage of the bed crossbow.

"Aim!" The bed crossbow squad happily began to aim......

Looking at the foot of the mountain from the top of the mountain, it is easy to say: the view is wide!

It's hard to say...... Actually, it's hard to ...... Because the range of the bed crossbow is originally inferior to that of the cannon, the reason why the opportunity to attack the cannon now is because of the geographical advantage, that is, the advantage of being at a high place can be used to extend the range, but in this way, the hit rate is more difficult to guarantee, because the giant crossbow arrow in the process of falling, the possibility of deviation will be greater...... The crossbowmen sweated, excited and apprehensive......

At this time, the officers and soldiers and the thieves on the mountain road had already begun to exchange fire fiercely, and the rolling logs and rocks were smashing at the officers and soldiers, and the shield soldiers were all staggered, and the gunners took advantage of the interval between the falling rocks to fire fiercely at the arrow tower and the top of the mountain, and the marksmanship resounded loudly.

The last time they attacked the No. 3 Branch, as soon as their guns rang out, the morale of the thieves collapsed, and they fled all over the mountains, but this time it was completely different, after the gunshots, the thieves not only did not flee, but roared: "You can't hit me!" You can't hit me! Hahaha! Can't hit me! ”

The scene that Zhu Yuanzhang performed outside the camp left a deep impression on the thieves, so much so that they no longer believed that the fire gun could really hit people...... If someone is really hit by the firecracker, they will not think that it is because the firearm is powerful, but they will feel that they are too unlucky.

This is also similar to a hypnosis ...... The lottery system of later generations is to hypnotize the masses in the same way. Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and let the fire gun not get hurt, just like the TV propaganda that someone bought the lottery and made millions...... These guys who have taken the lead have planted a mental hypnotic effect in the hearts of the public...... Make other people believe that buying lottery tickets "can win"! There are many people who invest a lot of money in every lottery draw, and they think, "As long as I keep buying like this for decades, I will definitely win, because others have won it like this." ”

If they don't, they think "it's not that the odds of winning the lottery are too low, it's that I'm unlucky".

The thieves in the cottage have a similar idea: "If someone is shot, it's not because the fire is bad, it's just because that person is too unlucky." ”

With the support of this spirit, even if a comrade-in-arms around them was knocked down by the firecracker, they would not be afraid of it, but reached out to help the fallen comrade-in-arms and yelled: "Unlucky brother, how are you?" Can it hold on? ”

If the person who was shot died directly, it would be fine, and if he didn't die, he would probably roar back: "Lao Tzu only suffered a small injury, afraid of an egg?" Keep playing! ”

The morale was high and contagious, and the logs and stones were not affected by the firecrackers in the slightest, and still fell like rain......

Ma Rulong, a thousand households in the Shenji Camp at the foot of the mountain, looked straight in his eyes and shouted, "This is impossible!" After only one day's work, why are the thieves not afraid of firearms at all? I don't believe it! I can't believe it! Cannon...... Boom me at the top of the mountain...... Boom...... Come on! ”

The Franc cannon that raised its head high spit out a furious flame, and the black iron ball roared towards the top of the mountain and flew over, but because the elevation angle was too high, the cannonball was affected by gravity, and the power was greatly affected.

Ma Rulong hurriedly shouted: "Quickly adjust, press the muzzle of the cannon a little bit......"

"Yes!"

The officers and men of the artillery group hurriedly adjusted......

At this moment, the bed crossbow at the main entrance of Huanglong Cottage made two "rattle" sounds, and the two bed crossbows simultaneously ejected a giant arrow as long as a meter long and as thick as a child's arm......

The speed of these two giant arrows was not fast, at least it was much slower than the cannonballs of the cannonballs, but it was precisely because of the slow flight that the officers and soldiers at the foot of the mountain looked up......

"What's that?" The artilleryman exclaimed.

"Flew at us......"

"It's a giant crossbow......"

More than a dozen officers and men of the artillery group were immediately frightened...... What is the least daring soldier in an army? That's right, artillery!

In medieval Europe, there was a proverb that said: "If you want to join the army and fight a war, please be an artilleryman!" ”

In fact, this phrase is not only in Europe, but also very popular in the Ming Dynasty. Artillery, a special kind of weaponry, is always in a relatively safe position, either on a high city wall or behind a military formation far away from the enemy, they will hardly face the enemy directly, and it is unlikely that they will be in close contact with the enemy.

The generals of the Ming army in this era did not understand that artillery needed special "psychological counseling", so they did not care about the guts of artillery, and over time, the guts of artillerymen became even smaller!

Therefore, when the artillerymen saw the giant crossbow arrows flying towards them, they were so frightened that one Buddha was born and the second Buddha ascended to heaven. The leader of the artillery group, who was in charge of the ignition, was the first to lie on the ground. As for the auxiliaries who were responsible for loading the guns and carrying the shells, they were even more frightened and rushed to the side.

"Pong! Disheveled! "Two crossbow arrows were stuck one after the other in the vicinity of the Franc cannon, one of which was two meters away from the cannon, and the other five or six meters away.

"Didn't hit!" The artillerymen raised their heads and breathed a sigh of relief, but then they began to fear again: "It's not good, the thief's giant crossbow can shoot so far, although the first round missed, but the second round, the third round...... There's always a meeting, right? ”

The timid artillerymen began to tremble!

"Bastards, you useless shit!" Ma Rulong jumped over and scolded: "Look at the thieves on the mountain, when our cannon misses them, they will cheer and be even more courageous. But you wastes are still trembling with fear when they see each other's giant crossbow arrows shot crooked! What the fuck is that? ”

The artillerymen didn't dare to fight back, and scolded with a calm face, but they muttered in a low voice: "We are innocent soldiers in the Beijing camp, how can we compare with those outlaws who don't want to die...... They don't want to die, we want it......"

"Damn, quickly readjust the cannon and aim it well for General Ben......" Ma Rulong scolded.

The artillerymen reluctantly gathered around the cannon and began to adjust the muzzle, but Ma Rulong found that these guys' hands and feet were all trembling, and compared to just now, it was like a different person.

"Isn't that good...... What the hell is going on? Why is it that our Shenji battalion has been suppressed in morale? "Ma Rulong really can't figure it out when he thinks about it, yesterday we suppressed the morale of the thieves, and today everything is reversed, what kind of demon law is this?

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The cannon roared and shouted loudly in the front mountain, and at the same time, Wang Er and Ying Shanhong came to the edge of the trail in the back mountain with five hundred soldiers.

A good cottage cannot have only one righteous path for going up and down, because according to Chinese tradition, whether it is an emperor or a big official, whether it is a bandit or a bandit, when they settle down, they will consider leaving a way back for themselves. This tradition is embodied in the emperor, that is, there will always be a secret passage for escape in the palace. Embodied in the bandits, that is, the cottage will always have a rugged back mountain path.

The trail behind the Huanglong Cottage is only three people wide, hidden in a dense forest, and it is impossible to see it when you look up from the foot of the mountain. But Zhu Yuanzhang knew that an experienced general like Du Wenhuan must have sent scouts to find out the location of this trail a long time ago. The front mountain was attacked so urgently, it was impossible for him not to play tricks on this trail, so he sent Wang Er to set up an ambush in the back mountain!

Wang Er led his troops down to the halfway point of the mountain, where the trail bent in a few large circles, and was hidden in a forest, which was the best place for an ambush. The five hundred thieves were divided into a squad of eleven people, and quietly ambushed into the dense forest.

In order to prevent the officers and soldiers from attacking the back mountain, there were scouts arranged by Zhu Yuanzhang lurking in this dense forest, and when they saw Wang Er with his troops, they quickly withdrew from the woods to meet them.

Wang Er hurriedly asked, "Is there any movement?" ”

"Yes!" One of the scouts laughed, "There is a lot of movement of birds down the mountain, there must be a team touching them...... You can make a big fight. ”

Wang Er is overjoyed!