The first month of October.

The moon, as in previous years, went down early, and the earth, which had been a touch of silver, immediately became dark.

In this dark night, Zhenjiang Fort with corpses hanging on the city wall is as eerie as a ghost town, and the big red lanterns hanging high on the city tower make this dead city look even more weird, if there are evil ghosts from hell, they will definitely think that they are back in hell.

The city was still as silent as death, except for the red lanterns that flickered on the towers when the wind blew, telling the world that there were still people defending the city.

From time to time there was a clamour, or a shout, or the sound of horses' hooves, but there was no movement on the wall, except for a few shouts, a few things were thrown, and then a few loud noises, and then there was silence again on and below the city, as if these sounds had never appeared.

Zhang Heng slept on the mountainside, this Zhenjiang Fort was built on the mountain, sleeping here, you can observe the movement under the mountain, in order to observe the enemy's movement at any time, Zhang Heng deliberately chose such a place, saying that it is a half-hillside, in fact, it is slightly higher than the city wall, and it is appropriate to say that it is a small dirt slope.

"Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang...", Zhang Heng woke up violently, this is the sound of the cannon that he has been waiting for for many days, this is not the same as the sound of the grenade explosion, Zhang Heng jumped up violently. With a sharp whistling sound flying past his ears, Zhang Heng hurriedly lowered his head.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud noise on the city walls.

Zhang Heng looked down the hillside, and was also shocked, this time the Tartars were afraid that they had made up their minds to really attack the city, it turned out that the outside of the dark city wall was already full of torches, dense, I don't know how many torches there were, and the outside of Zhenjiang Fort was red, and the figures were longing.

Zhang Hengzheng was shocked, and a soldier ran on the mountain, shouting as he ran: "My lord, my lord, the Tartar cannons are coming to attack the city......"

"Well, you know, do you know where to attack the city? How far away? "Zhang Heng woke up when he heard the sound of cannons, and he hadn't figured out where to fight.

"Adults, small ones have seen the fire on the three hundred steps west of the city." The soldier said immediately.

"What? Three hundred steps? What is Tartar for? Zhang Heng asked in surprise.

"Back to my lord, it's exactly three hundred steps." The soldier said with great certainty.

Zhang Heng looked at the west of Zhenjiang Fort in surprise, and looked at the distance of three hundred steps, there, there were some torches, but due to the bad light, it could only be a rough look, and there might be someone faintly. It was hard for Zhang Heng to imagine that the Tartars would put the cannon there. Look at the walls of Zhenjiang Fort at the foot of the mountain, and understand. The south side of this Zhenjiang Fort is the square city, which is better built, but like the city wall on other sides, it is not as strong as the square city in the south, it is the city wall that connects the wall and the wall, although it has been reinforced, but the bottom is thin, far less solid than the square city in the south, no wonder the Tartars attack the city from here, the city wall of this place is not strong

Zhang Heng looked at the bottom of the mountain in shock, it seems that this time the Tartar made up his mind, although he made a lot of noise during the day, and even blew the horn of the siege, but he didn't know how, and he didn't come to attack the city, he thought that the plan of the Yn* Tartar failed, but he didn't expect that the Tartar was actually waiting for this hand, and dared to take the cannon to attack the city on the three hundred steps, which has to be said that the person who came up with this plan was bold.

"Order all gunners to be in position, prepare to return fire, target, west of the city, three hundred steps up to ......" Zhang Heng didn't have time to think about it, and immediately ordered.

Before he finished speaking, a sergeant who had an order came running down the mountain, panting and shouting while crawling: "Lord Zhang, Lord Zhang, the commander has an order, order you to fire back quickly, be sure to knock out the cannons of the Tartars, the cannons of the Tartars are sharp, the city walls on the west side have signs of loosening, and the city walls on the west side are afraid that they will not last long......" The soldier shouted loudly with sweat on his face. In this short stretch of mountain road, this soldier had already tried his best to run, and the sweat on his face was instantly overflowing.

"When you go back to the marshal, you will say that the official has an order, and he will immediately fight back, so that the marshal can rest assured." Zhang Heng replied first, his heart was frightened, sure enough, there were masters in the Tartars, taking advantage of the darkness of the night, they actually approached so close to the place to fire, the city wall in the west, originally just a wall between the fence and the wall, not as strong as the regular city wall, although after they came, the reinforcement and thickening, but obviously, can not be compared with the south of the square city, this weakness, it seems, was learned by the Tartars, this round of artillery, the city wall was loosened, if there are a few more times, I am afraid that the city wall will not be protected. ,

At the foot of the mountain, there was a gunner position arranged by Zhang Heng, and after returning to the heralds, Zhang Heng immediately ran to the edge of those gun positions.

"How? Why don't you return fire? As soon as Zhang Heng arrived, he could drink and ask.

"My lord, the enemy's artillery is too low to be cannon," the sergeant in charge of the artillery also replied anxiously.

"How so? Can't cannon? Zhang Heng asked in disbelief.

"My lord, the enemy is close to the city wall and fires cannons, three hundred steps away from the city wall, our red-coated cannon can't fire a cannon, as soon as we fire a cannon, we will definitely go too far, and this red-coated cannon can't bow our heads," the gunner in charge of the Hongyi cannon said with a sad face.

"What's going on?" Zhang Heng's brain is already confused, although he has been trained, but he is not a professional gunner, he is also a little vague about the professional problems on this artillery, and now at this critical juncture, the red-clothed cannon that is relied on as a backer can't fire back, which makes Zhang Heng panic all of a sudden.

"Back to my lord, we are above, the Tartar cannon is below, we want to hit him, we can only lower the muzzle of the cannon, and shoot down, we are separated from the city wall here and the Tartar, if we are not careful, we will hit our own city wall" The gunner cried.

This artillery position was arranged by Zhang Heng himself, the intention was to use the higher geographical location to block a large area, which was specially used for artillery battles with the Tartars, and because the city wall of Zhenjiang Fort was only a section to the south, the others were not enough to withstand this kind of Hongyi cannon weighing thousands of catties, and the terrifying recoil would overturn his city wall, so the red-clothed cannon was set up in this place. However, think about it, but, really fought, but the Tartar pulled the cannon to the root of the city wall to fight, in this way, the Hongyi cannon he arranged here is not easy to fire, less than three hundred steps, it is already approaching the small range of the Hongyi cannon, here and between the Tartar Hongyi cannon is separated by a city wall, this is less than three hundred steps away, can only shoot in a straight line, if you shoot in a straight line, the shell is slightly off, it is very easy to hit the city wall between here and the Tartar cannon.

Zhang Heng's heart was scared, he was still too young, he still lacked experience in doing things, he was still too unfamiliar with Hongyi cannon, for artillery battles, and he had no experience in actual combat, and now, he made a big mistake and was caught by Tartar.

"Try to keep it low, you can't hit the city wall, hit the city wall, you all have to engage in military law, if you can't do it, just fire into the distance, fire at a crowded place, anyway, the Hongyi cannon must fire as much as possible, you ......can watch it yourself" Zhang Heng ordered in shock, although he had sharp firearms, however, the Tartar obviously also had a master, and he might see the weakness of his side, so he sacrificed his life to pull the cannon closer and fire.

"Yes, my lord, we will open fire at once." The sergeant replied.

Zhang Heng can only order like this, as a powerful weapon of Zhenjiang Fort, if it is not fired, the blow to morale will undoubtedly be huge, even if it misses, but if it fires, it can also boost morale a lot.

Zhang Heng didn't say much, now, these two Hongyi cannons can't participate in the artillery battle, they can only bombard the enemy in the distance, and there are only eight thousand jin franc machines left, and the eight thousand jin franc machines are all arranged on the city wall, Zhang Heng continued to run towards the city wall.

This section of the city wall on the west side, which was not strong in the first place, was far less solid than the square city in the south, and was hit by a few cannons, and it had been loosened.

Zhang Heng went up to the city wall, and on it, he was already fighting back, but the situation was chaotic, and it was no longer as comfortable as before, there were people running constantly, and people were hit by arrows from time to time.

"How's it going?" Zhang Heng pulled over a gunner and asked loudly.

The gunner looked back, and wanted to scold, but when he saw that it was Zhang Heng, he immediately said: "My lord, the evil spirit of the Tartar is out, pull the cannon to our less than three hundred steps and fire, we can only lower the muzzle of the cannon and shoot, now, we can only show our heads, I have injured several brothers, and I have already fired a cannon, but the black light is blind, and I can't see anything famous...... The gunner immediately told the situation.

"Okay, keep firing, how many cannons are there?" Zhang Heng was a little flustered in his heart, the city wall in the west was obviously not strong, and after being bombarded by a cannon once, he could actually see some cracks inside.

"Back to my lord, here, there are only three cannons." The gunner replied.

"Come on, pull the cannons in the south and fight the cannons with all your might......," Zhang Heng ordered to the soldiers behind him. The soldier received the order and immediately stooped and ran to the south. ,

Outside the city wall, there were endless torches and countless shouts, and on the city wall, it was a mess.

"Grenades, grenades......" The general flag, hundreds of households kept shouting, and one grenade after another flew out of the city wall. The arrows that came in from outside the city were immediately gone.

"Boom~" bursts of explosions sounded outside the city walls.

The gunners in charge of the cannon, who dared to show their heads to fiddle with the cannon, had to show their heads because they had to lower the muzzle, because they were too attentive to operate the cannon, and they didn't know where to shoot an arrow, which pierced their heads, and the gunners screamed and fell to the ground.

Zhang Heng was shocked, he didn't know how the Tartar could survive, he could still survive under that kind of grenade rain, could it be that he sacrificed his life to attack? Regardless of the people?

Zhang Hengzheng was frightened, Mao Wenlong and his generals had already arrived at the west city wall.

"Handsome," Zhang Heng shouted.

"Staff Officer Zhang, how is the battle going?" Mao Wenlong lowered his head and asked, followed by a group of pro-army generals.

"Dashuai, it's too dangerous here, let's go to a safe place." Zhang Heng saw that so many people were here, and he was scared, if the Tartar shot just hit here, then Zhenjiang Fort would be completely finished.

"It's okay that Ben Shuai didn't die so easily, how did he fight? At first, Ben Shuai saw that the four fields had lit torches, thinking that the Tartars were going to attack the city from all sides, but he didn't expect that he would only attack the west wall," Mao Wenlong asked.

"Commander, the cannon has already fired, but the Tartar cannon is too close to us, we can only pull the muzzle of the cannon down, this has to show its head, I don't know how to do it, there are still several batches of grenades popped out, but the Tartar can still shoot arrows in, for this reason, there have been a lot of casualties." Zhang Heng explained to Mao Wenlong in shock.

When Mao Wenlong heard this, he was also shocked: "Why is this? "The grenade is a sharp weapon for them to defend the city, if the grenade is useless, then Zhenjiang Fort has nothing to rely on.

"Dashuai, I don't know for the time being, and I don't know what method Tartar came up with, but he can dodge my many grenades." Zhang Heng's heart was shocked, if he couldn't figure out this problem, then Zhenjiang Fort wouldn't be able to defend it for long.

As he was talking, outside the city wall, there was another "bang... Bang... Bang ......", Zhang Heng heard it, his face changed greatly, and he immediately shouted: "Bow your head, lie down, be careful, handsome......" just finished speaking.

There was a jolt of the walls, followed by a loud bang, a sound of broken bricks and tiles.

When the shaking passed, Zhang Heng looked over, the cracks of the city wall that had been loosened by the bombardment were now widened, and they could already reach into one hand, and the cracks had also become larger.

Mao Wenlong also looked at it in shock, the power of this cannon was also too great.

……

"Good"

"Good"

Huang Taiji and some large and small Baylors, and the generals watched the battle from a distance, and when they saw the scene of the artillery bombarding the city wall, they applauded.

"Xiantai is a good skill, the cannon is pulled to such a close place to open fire, the power is amazing" Huang Taiji saw that the section of the city wall of Zhenjiang Fort had the meaning of loosening, and said happily, Dajin's gunners are not as good as those of the Ming Dynasty, which is recognized by the Later Jin, but once the cannon is pulled to such a close distance and shoots directly at the city wall, the quasi-head is obviously much stronger than a few miles away, and more than a dozen cannons, most of them have hit, which has to be said to be a very rare thing.

"There, Great Khan, in fact, this is just an unprepared attack on the enemy, although the square city south of Zhenjiang Fort is strong, but the west wall is not reliable, but the wall is widened and thickened, and the south wall is incomparable, therefore, it can be loosened with one shot, if there are a few more cannons, the west wall is afraid that it will not be able to hold......" Fan Wencheng said with a smile.

The big and small Baylor of Houjin, the generals are also smiling at this kind of siege scene, so for many days, it is all the Ming Dynasty to fight them, they can't reach the Ming Dynasty, and now they see the artillery siege, such a sharp scene, naturally happy.

"No, Xiantai still has the ability to dare to do the opposite, pull to such a close place and open fire, the cannon on the city wall will definitely show its head, and as soon as it appears, my Dajin warrior can shoot it,...... Although the grenade is powerful, but Xiantai's trick to dig a hole in the ground is powerful, hahaha......, look at the Zhenjiang Fort is still a grenade like rain, but unfortunately, it can't kill a few of my Dajin warriors...... Hahaha, I don't know how long Mao Wenlong's grenade can last......" Huang Taiji said here, laughing. ,

The other Houjin big and small Baylors, generals, also laughed along.

Although Fan Wencheng was praised by it, he always had a hidden worry in his heart, but this kind of scene couldn't be said.

……

Mao Wenlong looked at the city disc that was bombarded by cannons, and looked at the city wall that was loosened by the bombardment, and he was also quite moved. Looking at the dead and wounded soldiers, I was shocked, and the power of this cannon seemed to be too great.

"Come on, the herald mobilizes the big Buddha machine and hits the place where the Tartar cannon is hiding" Mao Wenlong ordered without replying, only three hundred steps away, the Tartar put the cannon there, the courage is really big, there are many things that can be hit in three hundred steps, Mao Wenlong was shocked, and began to come to his senses.

"Order" A herald answered, and immediately hunched over to give the order.

"Dashuai, if you dare to pull to such a close place, you must have something to rely on, our Franc machine has been fighting for a while, it seems to be useless, the cannon is still firing ......" Zhang Heng interjected, Zhang Heng came first, came here, he has learned enough about the situation, after the shock, he began to analyze the problem, it is useless to be shocked and scared.

"Oh, why is that?" Mao Wenlong bent on his waist and asked puzzledly, three hundred steps, the Franc machine can be reached, it stands to reason that so many Franc machines hit the gunner position, how should those cannons be dumb, but unfortunately, when the Tartar cannon fired the second shot, there was obviously no loss, and Mao Wenlong was also frightened

Zhang Heng thought about it, thought for a while, and said: "Great Khan, it may be that the Tartars have found a way to crack the firearms, whether it is this grenade, this Hongyi cannon, or the Franc machine, they are all straight and straight, and they can't turn around, if the Tartar digs a hole in the ground, then ......" Zhang Heng suddenly remembered that when he was in the General Staff, he had heard about it, and the way to dodge the grenade was to lie down, and the two knotted together, Zhang Heng suddenly thought that the Tartar might have dug a hole in the ground.

Mao Wenlong looked at Zhang Heng with a surprised expression and asked, "Is this really the case?" ”

Zhang Heng nodded with difficulty.

Mao Wenlong asked with a hint of anxiety: "Then now, what should we do?" ”

"Dashuai, the plan now is to lay a second line of defense, although the west wall is not very strong, but, behind the city wall, there is a city wall, the Tartar has collapsed, there is a wall behind, there is a wall, this nine cities are not called in vain, now, there is no need to throw such a large number of grenades out, the Tartar must have dug a hole outside the city, and when I saw the grenade flying down from my city, I immediately hid in the hole, and I can't see clearly below the city wall, and the damage is limited, unless I can still enter the hole, or still on top of the hole, otherwise, it is estimated that it is difficult to injure the Tartar." Zhang Heng has now calmed down and begun to analyze the problem and make suggestions.

"Okay, just according to Staff Officer Zhang, come to the people, send orders everywhere, save on grenades, not most of the Tartars attack the city, no need to use them violently, let the Tartars make noise below, and from time to time there are still two going down."

"Besides, Dashuai, you can't stay here for a long time, the Tartars must be willing to collapse this section of the city wall, Dashuai, it's better to retreat to a safe place, the third cannon of the Tartars is coming......" Zhang Heng said again. The cannon cannon of Gangtar had blasted open a section of the city plate, loosened the city wall, and cracks appeared, and it was already extremely unsafe here. [The war is not well written, everyone will be on it......]

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