Everyone in the castle looked at the shells fired by the Francophone cannons.

Four sharp iron balls flew away in the direction of the Qing soldiers with a trail of light smoke. The iron ball was still in full swing, and it jumped again, slamming heavily on the head of a Qing soldier behind him, and the iron ball was embedded in his head. The brains flowed all over the ground.

"Reload!"

The artillery officer at the head of the city was very dissatisfied with this achievement from afar, and loudly ordered the gunners to reload.

Shunxiang Fort has three gunners with a pair of Franc machine bronze cannons. One of the stout unloaders, an aimingman, a gunner. There was also a captain leading a group of pikemen to escort him. Hearing the order, the bombardiers of several artillery pieces immediately stabbed the iron rods into the Zirui iron handle and unloaded the Zijing from the mother dysprosium.

The bronze cannon of the Nafuran machine is composed of a mother and a subsystem, and each gun is equipped with several subsystems, which are pre-loaded with ammunition, similar to the later artillery after being armed, and the firing degree is quite fast. It's just that because it's easy to get discouraged, the firing range is not very long, and the range of these Franc machine bronze cannons in Shunxiang Fort is within 300 meters.

After several bomb unloaders unloaded the unloader, they picked up a sub-mirror placed next to it, placed it in the thick and long hole at the back of the mother mirror, and hit it with a four-core iron rod to align the two sub-mirrors of the parent system.

These bronze cannon locks of the Furrang machine, with cannon lugs on both sides, are placed on ironwood supports. It is possible to adjust the firing angle by pitching the gun body. At this time, the Qing soldiers had already walked into a hundred or dozens of steps, and after the loaders placed the sub-mirrors, the aiming hands of each cannon immediately adjusted and aimed at the Qing soldiers from a distance according to the crosshair and illumination door equipped with the commander's body.

The sights of each pair of Furlong bronze cannons were adjusted one after another, and everyone stood solemnly.

The artillery officer looked at the Qing soldiers and shield troops who were approaching closer, and he waved the order flag in his hand again, and shouted: "Open the cannon!" ”

The gunner of each cannon immediately took out the long red-hot iron hook and lit it on the fire door.

"Poison boom!"

Four bronze cannons of the Fran machine opened fire one after another. Even one of the vest soldiers behind the shield cart was stabbed by a sharp wooden stick that broke through his two layers of heavy armor and stabbed him in the heart. The warrior was on his knees. Just die like that.

There was also an iron ball that hit a horse on which a white-armored soldier was riding, directly smashing a large bloody hole in the horse's head. With a neigh, the horse rolled to the ground, crushing the white-armored soldier under his horse.

In the end, the iron ball missed the target. However, when it jumped, it smashed a wheelbarrow and broke the legs of the two Qing soldiers who followed it, causing them to roll on the ground and scream.

At this time, the Qing soldiers got closer, and the shooting of the bronze cannon of the Menfrang machine was here, and Gui Dou sighed in his heart. At this time, it is still too scary to use it slightly hot, and it is better than hitting people. However, for several generals on the castle tower, the two rounds of bronze cannon firing were still remarkable, causing casualties of about ten Qing soldiers, and also damaging two shield carts and wheelbarrows of the godson.

Finally, there were two small bronze cannons on the city wall, the breech was loaded, the power was not great, and the firing range was only a hundred paces.

These two small bronze cannons were not mounted on a high iron-wood frame like those Furlong machine bronze cannons, but on a small four-wheeled frame, in front of each cannon. A cannon hole was also opened under the city walls, from which to shoot out.

Two small copper cannons two each. The gunner, at this time, the cannon had already tamped the gunpowder, and the fire door was also filled with gunpowder, in addition to each shell, the cannon was also stuffed with some stones and iron bullets and the like, and the artillery officer shouted the order, waved the order flag in his hand vigorously, and said loudly: "Open the cannon!" ”

"Boom". Two rings.

Two small bronze cannons shot out flames and smoke, and screams were heard outside the city.

At this moment, the fierce war drums suddenly sounded in the Qing army's array, and the Qing soldiers under the city shouted together. They raised their flags and charged forward with a wild scream.

"Steady, steady, wait for the Chinese army to order before firing". The four teams of soldiers on the left outpost, except for a few officers who observed the enemy situation from the lookout holes in the battlement wall, were all standing in front of the team flag next to their grass factory at this time. A hundred ironclad pikemen stood in two rows with guns. They kill in a platoon, and a platoon acts as reinforcements depending on the situation. The fire commanders of each team were also divided into two rows, and one row of guns was aimed at the battlements. A platoon of fire-holding pins stood behind, waiting for their own shots. They carefully watched the arquebus in their hands to prevent it from burning or extinguishing.

Not only them, but also the auxiliaries who were composed of young and strong men in the fort, throwing wood and stones, and pouring gold juice, also squatted quietly beside their equipment, clenched their teeth, and did not say a word.

There was silence at the top of the city, except for the fierce sun shining directly on the city.

The generals were wearing thick armor, and their faces were beads of sweat the size of beans, but no one wiped them.

Han Zhong looked at the Qing soldiers who were getting closer and closer from the battlement wall. He also inhaled nervously, and couldn't stop saying: Boys, stabilize me! ”

Han Zhong estimated that the light soldiers had already seen that the city gate was on the left side of the urn city, so there were as many as fifteen shield carts pushed to this side. Not far behind the shield car. There were also numerous shoe soldiers who wore cotton armor. or unarmoured, pushing seventy or eighty wheelbarrows, loaded with mud and stones, to fill in the ditches in front of the city. Behind these wheelbarrows, there were more than a dozen gallopers. Carrying a few simple ladders, follow the wheelbarrow.

The shield car advanced, the Qing soldiers shouted like thunder, and saw that the Qing soldiers outside the city had rushed into fifty steps, and at this time, the central military headquarters of the city tower sounded a long swan sound.

Han Zhong pointed forward with a long knife and shouted, "Shoot!" ”

From the urn city to the many battlements and police shops on the left side of the city wall, among the horses, there are fifty fire commanders on the first floor.

They fired in unison, and the fire rang out in unison, spewing out a large amount of fire and smoke.

For a moment, the sound of fire goggles resounding in the sky.

Shunxiang Fort's new fire system, forty to fifty steps can break the cotton armor, sixty steps is still very lethal, for these cotton armor without armor, or only wearing uninlaid iron sheets, it is very powerful. For a while, the Qing soldiers who were pushing the wheelbarrow followed the service, and they all crouched behind their carts. Hesitant to keep rushing.

There was also a noise in the shield car of the Qing soldiers in front, which was obviously the Qing soldiers hiding behind the shield car, and they did not estimate that the Ming army at the head of the city was so fierce.

Another order came, and the fire pinners who had fired on the second floor had already loaded their own fixed cartridge ammunition, and after the fire commanders on the second floor retreated, they came up one after another. However, at this time, the shield cart in front of him had already rushed closer by twenty or thirty paces. When the fire commanders on this layer opened fire, a group of Qing soldiers dressed in cotton armor flashed out in each shield car, the sound of bowstrings sounded, and the first wave of more than 20 sharp arrows had already shot towards the battlements of the city.

There were screams on and under the city, and several Qing soldiers were hit, and a shield car at the front was pierced, and there seemed to be someone injured inside, and this time the sudden attack of the Qing soldiers under the city, the fire commander soldiers were standing at the battlements and shooting intensively, and the bows and arrows of those Qing soldiers were accurate and ruthless, only at this moment, there were more than ten fire mirror soldiers at the head of the city on Han Zhong's side who were shot by the Qing soldiers.

Wu Zhengchun of the first squad of the left sentry team was arranged on the first horse face dozens of steps away from the city gate, and the new commander Wu Zhengchun was commanding the fire mirror soldiers in the team to fight, he suddenly heard the sound of breaking the sky, and flashed, and the sharp arrow flew past his ear. However, one of the firefighters beside him was shot in the right eye by a sharp arrow, which was so powerful that it carried him all the way out and rolled to the ground.

Zhong Xiancai, the new officer of the left sentry team, he commanded back and forth in the team, he happened to walk to a battlement wall, several sharp arrows shot in front of the battlement, and a fire soldier was shot in the neck, although there was an iron leaf collar to block, but the sharp arrows were fierce, and the arrows were still deeply inserted, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

In particular, another firelock soldier, although he was wearing iron armor, but he was hit by four arrows in the front door, he screamed loudly, and fell to the ground.

Among the more than ten of them who were shot, among the fire commanders, those fire mirror soldiers in iron armor were fine, as long as they were not in critical places such as faces and eyes, even if they were shot in the chest or other places, most of the sharp arrows could not break the armor, and even if they were shot through, they would not be fatal. The front and top of the hanging house and the soft wall are covered with old futons, which can effectively prevent sharp arrows from outside the city after being wet with water.

After each hanging household blocked the battlement, the city wall was slightly dark, and the sunlight on one side was blocked, only listening to the sound of **, and dozens of sharp arrows were shot on each hanging household, but there was a quilt to block, but the sharp arrow could not shoot in.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, this hanging soft wall jumping knife corpse guard battlement is the first priority! things, there is no tattoo equipment, and the military ten don't want to stand in front of them.

A large group of medical auxiliaries made up of men in the fort. Carrying stretchers one by one, they came up from under the city, and they carried down the wounded soldiers at the head of the city to heal them. Packing up the dead. Along the way, the blood of the casualties was sprinkled all over the city. Look at the blood on the ground. The cries of the wounded brothers made everyone in the city feel that the hardships of this battle would be beyond their expectations.

At this time, the generals and fire commanders of each team on the city wall were looking at the movement outside the city from the lookout hole in the battlement wall, or from the small hole hollowed out in the hanging household, only to see that the Qing soldier shield car under the city had stopped at a distance of twenty steps from the city wall, and many Qing soldiers in the shield car came out. Some of them were hiding with their shield carts, while others were standing blatantly outside the shield carts, but they all stood with their bows and arrows, just staring at the movement in the city.

On the side of the left sentry wall, Fu Zhong roughly estimated that there were about 150 soldiers in Lezibing. Looking at the banner armor on their bodies, at least they are all vest soldiers in the Qing army, all wearing two layers of heavy armor, especially a few generals who seem to be divided into Pashiku and Pashiku, and they are wearing bulging bodies, and it is estimated that they are wearing three layers of heavy armor.

There was a man who looked like Niu Lu Zhangjing, dressed in a more drum, left and right in front of him. The people around were all white-armored soldiers, about thirty or so people. Each of them holds heavy shields and has high red tassels on their helmets. Dressed in double layers of heavy armor. Next to each group of white-armored soldiers, there was also a strong, bright armor red tassel. A small yellow flag with a slanted tip is planted on its back.

Behind the shield carts of the Qing soldiers, wheelbarrows pushed by the Qing soldiers, loaded with dirt and other objects, had rolled forward and approached the trench in front of the city wall.

Under the root of the city wall on both sides of the south gate of Shunxiang Fort, on the outside of the ditch, there are some rejecting horses, antler wood, thistles and other things, which are the important defense line of the city wall of Shunxiang Fort, and the Qing soldiers are not allowed to easily destroy and fill in. From time to time, wounded sergeants were carried down for treatment. Outside the city, the Qing soldier Niu Lu Zhangjing was under the heavy protection of the heavy soldiers, but he just looked at the direction of the city with a solemn expression, but he didn't expect the firearms of the Ming army in the city to be so powerful, which greatly surprised him. Before he went to the city, he had more than 30 casualties, although most of them were unarmored followers, which also made him regret in his heart, these people were all warriors who had fought in Jialazhong for many years, but he didn't expect to die here.

And many of their warriors are wearing heavy armor. But he was still pierced through his armor and died tragically under the firearms of the Ming army, which was unprecedented before. But it also made him feel bad in his heart, and he had a premonition that it would not be so easy to capture this small castle.

In the afternoon, after more than 30 more casualties, the followers of the Qing soldiers finally swept a place under the city wall on the left side of the south gate, cleared the rejection of horses, antler wood, thistle terrestris and other things in that place, and filled in a ditch, and then scattered footsteps sounded, and three simple long ladders leaned towards the head of the city

Zhong Xiancai, the officer of the left sentry team in charge of this section of the city wall, could see clearly from the lookout hole of the battlement wall, and he shouted violently: "Prepare for the stone."

Immediately, several of the auxiliary soldiers in the team who were responsible for throwing the rolling wood and stones nervously moved a few stones and placed them on the throwing spoons of several small stone throwing machines next to the battlement wall. Zhong Xiancai shouted: "Release."

More than a dozen stones were thrown from the city, and they smashed heavily into the city wall, and immediately there was a scream from under the city.

However, a ladder still came to the city, and it was already on the top of the city.

Zhong Xiancai shouted again: "Golden juice ready!" ”

Immediately there were two more auxiliaries, each with an iron rod. From a fire, he struggled to lift a cauldron of boiling dung juice and the stench was terrible.

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