Soon, the Tartars, hiding behind siege engines, began to approach the city walls, three hundred paces, two hundred paces......

The shield cart was made of thick trees, covered with thick planks, and the top layer was also covered with deerskin and other leather to prevent burning, and many Tartars hid under the cart, and the bow and crossbow were almost ineffective against this siege vehicle.

As the drums beat became more and more violent, the shouts of the city were as loud as thunder, and several observers on the city walls kept reporting the distance of the Tartars.

"Ready! Check the arquebus at the end! Li Dali waved his long knife

"Fifty steps in elevation!" Han Qiaoshan was in the back commanding the ten mortars that had been removed from the ship last night, and these mortars were mainly used against siege vehicles and people who boarded the city.

"Tartar enters the ...... of a hundred steps"

"Eighty steps!"

"Sixty steps!"

"Fifty steps!"

Seeing the dense crowd below, hearing the observer hand loudly reporting the distance, the entire city wall was filled with the tense atmosphere before the battle.

"Shoot!" Li Dali's long knife swung forward violently and shouted.

After two seconds, a large amount of fire suddenly erupted from the numerous battlements on the city wall, and streams of gunpowder smoke suddenly rose up, merging into a thick cloud of smoke in the sky above.

At this time, the loud echo of the fire gun was heard......

In the walking procession, more than a dozen heavily armored Tartars suddenly froze, the knives and guns in their hands fell to the ground, and they fell to the ground with their bodies. A few white tooth lamas ran up and hacked to death several seriously injured and screaming people on the ground.

"Second row in place!"

With Li Dali's order, the second platoon of long-awaited firecrackers quickly ran up to the battlement, and the muzzles of the black hole were aimed at the advancing team below......

"Mortar Launch"

Han Qiaoshan shouted, and the ten mortars lit the fuses and began to hiss.

"Ponpo"

Several iron shell bullets suddenly rose into the air with everyone's expectations, and smashed towards the city at a parabolic angle, at this moment, a panic sounded, and a mortar cannon fired an iron shell bullet for unknown reasons hit the battlement, and the iron shell bullet broke two bricks and then bounced a few bullets on the wall of the battlement, and finally fell on the city wall, panicking a few firecrackers and pikemen on the side.

The errant loader was stupid, and the other aimed reacted quickly, and he ran up as fast as he could, grabbing the still sizzling shell and throwing it down the city. The confusion on the city wall quickly subsided, Zhang Shixiong ran over with a few military discipline officers, and kicked and beat the loader and the aiming man, and the two reserve artillery men stepped forward to take over with pale faces, Yang Bo saw that the aiming man's hands were burned and festered in the middle of the road, and whispered to Zhang Shixiong: "It's not easy to train an artillery gunner, give them a chance." ”

Zhang Shixiong nodded slightly at Yang Bo with a dark face, and strode away......

"Launch!" Li Dali's long knife swung again.

Fluffy~~

Smoke rose from the battlements again, and this time the screams under the city walls were loud, and you didn't need to look at it to know that this round of shooting killed and injured many people.

The walls of the city were completely covered in smoke due to the continuous firing, and the observer hand looked through the smoke with difficulty to see the results of the battle below.

"The second mortar shell hits the ...... on the left side of the shield car"

"The first door deviated to the right of the shield cart, but entered the crowd"

A breeze blew, blowing away a lot of choking smoke on the city wall, under the city wall, there were more than a dozen corpses within a radius of fifty steps, the naked eye could see the flesh and blood on these corpses blurred, sixty paces away, there were some corpses and wounded people lying crookedly, the iron fired after the explosion of the iron shell bomb made those Tartars hiding under the shield cart threatened.

Several loaders took the wool roller around the mortar muzzle a few times, and began to prepare for the next round of launches, and received the order from the Han Bridge, they temporarily raised the elevation angle, ready to deal with a group of unarmored handymen who had entered the firing range pushing rooster carts, carrying ladders, and carrying baskets.

The power of the firearms of the stone mortar is different from that of other Ming army firearms, a hundred steps to hit the target depends on luck, eighty steps to hit the cotton armor, sixty steps to hit the iron armor, fifty steps to fight the two-layer iron armor, forty steps to hit the three-layer iron armor, the power of the firearms of the Moying camp to stand on the other side of the city wall to supervise the battle Li Weiluan was overjoyed, he commanded the Ming army to prepare a swarm of bees and other defensive equipment, while waiting for the Tartar to get closer.

"Shoot!"

Han Qiao ordered again

Fluffy~~

Ten more iron-shell bullets rose into the air and flew towards the sky in the distance, Han Qiao wiped a little sweat, this time the elevation angle was increased, and there were no more accidents.

There was a noisy exclamation under the city wall, and the siege of the city looked at the smoking, black things that slammed over their heads and threw themselves behind them, and after a while, white smoke came out of the fluffy behind them, like white mushrooms, and the screams were loud, and more than a dozen of those unarmored miscellaneous servants were knocked over to the ground by the blur of flesh and blood, and some carts, baskets, and ladders were turned everywhere, although the casualties were not heavy, the unarmored miscellaneous servants quickly regained their calm under the deterrence of the warlords, But the ferocity of the firearms of the Ming army at the head of the city left a deep fear on them.

"Shoot!" Li Dali didn't have time to pay attention to anything else, he commanded the firecrackers to fire three rounds, and the results were good, but the Tartars were getting closer and closer, and the firecrackers fired fewer and fewer times.

Sure enough, after this round of firing, the next row of firecrackers began to have casualties as soon as they arrived at the battlement, and countless lightly armored archers with bows and arrows flashed under the shield cart, and they aimed at the battlements, and the sound of bows and arrows was endless, and a piece of crossbow arrows under the city under the city swooped down like a dark cloud......

Yikes!

A firebolt threw away the firebolt, staggered a few steps backwards with the bleeding face, and threw himself on the ground, a crossbow arrow pierced deep into his forehead, and before the ambulance team could get up, the firebolt had already died of anger.

Li Dali's heart was in a hurry, from his position, there were constantly firecrackers falling down at the battlement, this round of crossbows caused more than a dozen casualties, these Tartar crossbows were so powerful, a few firecrackers flew out directly after the arrows in their hands, and even the firecrackers in their hands fell to the city, and with the current medical methods of the Jimo battalion, many seriously wounded, and even some lightly wounded could not be saved.

Bang!

An observer was hit by three arrows and fell at Li Dali's feet, and Li Dali hurriedly raised his knife and shouted: "The fire hammer hand bows down, stand back!" Stand back all! ”

When the Jimo battalion landed after the attack on the city of Lushun in one go, in fact, that day did not meet a group of crossbowmen, this is the first time that the Jimo battalion led the Tartar's crossbow arrows to cover the blow, and accidentally suffered a loss, and on the other hand, Li Weiluan supervised the battle on the right side of the city wall in good order, those heavily armored defenders erected heavy shields, lying under the battlements waiting for the gap between the two rounds of arrow rain, they held the shield to protect the door, lit a swarm of bees in their hands, etc., countless crossbow arrows emitted white smoke, with a straight flight trajectory towards the city wall under the Tartar.

The ambulance team composed of the people of Lushun ran up in iron armor, pulled the wounded to the door panel, and ran down quickly in groups of two, they had experienced several days of hard siege battles, and they were already familiar with all this, and there was even an iron armor on the ass of a common man with a trembling crossbow arrow, but he still walked like a fly.

The firecrackers withdrew a little embarrassed, Li Dali stood beside Yang Bo and hung his head, and the instructor thought for a long time, but didn't come up with a line to encourage morale. Yang Bo patted Li Dali's shoulder: "Raise your head, you did a good job"

The city wall was quiet for a while, except for the whizzing crossbow arrows that kept piercing the baffle, the pikemen held their weapons and waited tightly, and the civilians carrying the wounded ran past them, and the blood continued to flow down the door panels, spilling the road everywhere, and the pikemen saw the sacrifice of the arquebus battalion brothers, and the unconvincing just now disappeared without a trace, and they knew that the next battle would be even more cruel.

The mortars were still fired, but at longer intervals, and the gunners needed to be protected by heavy shields, but each salvo still caused heavy casualties to the crowd gathered under the walls.

The unarmored miscellaneous servants under the city braved the artillery fire and finally advanced under the city wall, they scattered in one group, and began to fill the ditches in sections, clean up the stones and trees piled up under the city, and erect ladders to prepare for the siege, those light armored archers were trying their best to open their bows and arrows, and beat the defenders on the city wall so that they did not dare to take the head, because there were many stones pushed down from the city wall last night, most of them were removed from the houses in the city, which brought more work to the miscellaneous soldiers.

"Notify Hanqiaosan that the mortar will stop firing"

"Inform Xiucai and send the criminal camp to escort the prisoners to the city wall"

"Let the captives start throwing fires, stones, etc."

"Inform Hu Mazi that a company of pikemen battalions will be sent out, and the iron shell bullets will be thrown by hand at a low level."

"The speed of cleaning up the Tartars on the west side is very fast, let Li Weiluan and them stop shooting, prepare more rolling stone gold juice, and prepare to meet the enemy"

Yang Bo listened to the report of the observer while nervously issuing orders.

Seeing that the firearms on the city wall were no longer fired, the lightly armored archers under the city wall were much more courageous, and they came out from under the shield cart one after another, and just stood in the open space and stretched their bows and arrows at the city wall, aiming at the fleeting figures above.

The captives shouted slogans, carried heavy rolling stones, and waited on the city wall under the deterrence of the sin camp, and they were all thinly clothed and exposed to the city wall, and soon they became the targets of the Tartars below, and the prisoners were constantly hit by arrows and fell to the ground, and the hearts of the sin camp and others were as hard as iron, and those who cowered immediately became stabbed. The captives endured huge casualties, and threw all the debris removed from the city into the city, and every time they were dropped, a huge scream came up, and on Li Weiluan's side, all kinds of stone throwers also began to be launched.

No matter how hard the captives tried, two ladders were erected and hooked tightly to the wall, and then two more were hooked up to the wall, and the Tartars under the city were filled with jubilation and howling.

"Golden juice ready!" Li Weiluan commanded calmly, and some Ming soldiers immediately took a huge wooden stick, lifted the large iron pot that was boiled in the middle of the road, and moved towards the city wall with difficulty

"Hit the bar ready!"

Hu Mazi waved his knife, and several captives did not dare to slack off, holding the battering rod, shouting the trumpet and slamming into the iron hook of the ladder.

In the midst of a scream under the city, a cloud ladder slowly fell behind him,

Disheveled!

After a loud bang, the smoke from the cloud ladder even flew to the city wall......

Li Weiluan could see through the gap in the battlement, and there were already a few Tartars wearing heavy armor and holding long knives that began to climb up the ladder and climb towards the city wall.

"Pour!" Li Weiluan shouted

Eight auxiliaries carried the big iron pot against the battlement, and several people shouted, the iron pot tilted, and the hot pot of dung juice splashed down like a waterfall.

Yes~~

The screams under the city were loud, and several Tartars were full of golden, and their bare skin rolled down from the ladder, and some of the unarmored servants who supported the ladder were even doused with gold juice all over their faces, and they all rolled on the ground with their faces covered and howled.

"Pikemen prepare!"

Hu Mazi waved his hand, and the pikemen hiding in the mezzanine held their weapons and rushed towards the battlement......