Although the blow of the gunpowder shell caused casualties to the Jin army, it was not heavy.

The Jin army adjusted slightly, effectively using the cover of armor and shields, and continued to fill the trenches and attack.

The gunpowder shells were more dense, and it seemed that the defenders were aware of the intensity of the enemy's attack, and tried to stop the enemy's advance.

What a hard bone to gnaw!

Every explosion, every golden soldier falling, makes the servants scattered and stay at home heartbroken. But the offense can't be stopped, and if it stops, all the work done will be wasted.

Although he knew that the cavalry dismounted and fought on foot with a short blow, it was also the only option for the enemy who was defending the danger, and it was fought like this before.

As the troops advanced, the archers responsible for covering also moved their positions forward.

Even though they were still out of range of the trebuchets, they would not have imagined that their opponents were hiding their strength and were taking advantage of their close and dense efforts to deliver heavy blows.

After paying the price of blood, the Jin army finally filled in the passage on the third trench. More and more Jin soldiers rushed over and fought with the defenders for the wall.

The battle entered a white heat, and the order was also given by the servant san Liujia, and the Jin army, which was attacking with a wooden ladder from the other side, also began to move.

In this way, there is no longer a distinction between containment and feint attack on both sides, or both, and whichever side breaks through is the main attack.

It's just that it's more convenient to attack on the side that fills in the pathway, and there are more and more golden soldiers.

Seeing the hope of a breakthrough, he moved the flag forward, and the drums and trumpets sounded in unison, urging the soldiers to attack bravely.

Meng Jiucheng took back the telescope, the Jin army had already entered the bombardment area, and even the servants were within the range of the meteor cannon.

The bombardment area has long been divided, and the artillery has already carried out test-firing drills, as long as it is waiting for the time when the Jin army will rush forward.

"Flying Thunder Cannon, fire!"

"Meteor Cannon, fire!"

Meng Jiucheng saw that the artillery had been adjusted, and coldly gave an order.

"Boom, boom, boom......" The muffled sound sounded in the town, and the black-pressed flying thunder cannon shells smashed into the charging Jin army, and hundreds of small shells covered a considerable area in front of the battle array.

The explosions came and went, and it was impossible to tell the difference. The smoke was so thick that the two armies, who were very close to each other, could not even see the shadow of the enemy on the opposite side.

His eyes widened suddenly, he didn't expect that his opponent would hide his killer moves, and give a sudden blow when his own attack was the most dense and violent.

The defenders fired another round of flying thunder cannons, completely disrupting the Jin army's charge and interrupting the continuity of the Jin army's offensive formation.

As a result, the Jin soldiers who broke through the wall had no follow-up support, and were besieged and killed by the superior forces of the Red Turban Army.

Playing more and playing less is always the tactic with the biggest chance of winning, or it can also be said to be a sign of lack of self-confidence. Whatever the reason, this is the principle that Meng Jiucheng has been trying to implement.

This is true when using tunnels to attack a city, and it is also true when defeating Yan Bode. If you refine it to every battle, it's basically such a routine.

Without waiting for the servants to react, more than a dozen black shells flew over a distance of several hundred meters and landed in front of and behind the flag.

Facing the smoking iron ball rolling on the ground, even the most courageous Jin soldiers changed color on their faces and dodged one after another.

An explosion sounded, clouds of black smoke rose around the flag, and the formation of the Chinese army was also chaotic.

Frank Ford's Meteor (Frank Ford was home to the main arsenal of the U.S. Northern Army), the so-called M1852 Type 24-pounder mortar, is now the Meteor cannon that the Red Turban Army began to equip.

Of course, the caliber was adjusted, only 100 mm, the barrel length was only 400 mm, it was cast in bronze, and the weight of the barrel was only about 60 kg, not counting the base made of thick pine planks at the bottom.

It is a weapon that is extremely easy to deploy and move, and because of its extremely simple structure and low weight, it is also inexpensive to manufacture.

Another innovation was the use of fuzed shells, which were in fact a wooden block cut into a cone, with a hole filled with slow-burning gunpowder after drilling through the middle, and the structure could not be more rudimentary.

This primitive time-delay fuze relies on the high-temperature gunpowder gas generated by the combustion of the projectile when the gun is fired to ignite the gunpowder filled in the fuze in order to work.

In order to prevent the high-pressure gunpowder gas from blowing directly into the interior of the projectile body along the hole in the middle of the fuze and igniting the charge and causing the chamber to explode, it is necessary to ensure that the fuse is facing the direction of the muzzle when loading the shell.

Although a lot of gunpowder was wasted because the barrel was too short to fully burn, the Meteor Cannon was quite impressive in terms of momentum, and the maximum range was more than 700 meters.

The sudden attack of the twenty meteor cannons caught the servants off guard, or rather, he could no longer express his emotion and shock.

The flag was blown down, and more Jin soldiers and horses fell to the ground, screaming and neighing. In particular, the frightened or wounded horses ran and jumped, adding to the confusion of the golden army.

"General, General—" The loyal soldier rushed over, picked up the bloodied servant and left home, and hissed.

A groove was cut by shrapnel in his forehead, revealing Bai Sensen's bones; The armor on his chest was shattered, probably breaking his ribs, and he was spitting blood out of his mouth.

Such an injury, even if he did not die, made the servant lose the ability to command and fell into a coma.

A few of his own soldiers rushed up, lifted the servants and left them behind, and retreated to the rear, out of the range of enemy artillery fire.

Sure enough, a moment later there was another round of heavy bombardment, which completely scattered the Chinese army and forced it to retreat.

The flying thunder cannon was roaring, and the Jin army fighting in front of the battle suffered heavy casualties and was cut off from backup.

"Woo-woo-woo-"

With the desolate horn, the defensive fire on the position suddenly increased, and the Red Turban Army began to counterattack.

One after another flames erupted, shooting hundreds of gravel and rotten iron at the Jin army, accompanied by one after another exclamations and screams, the Jin army rushing in front suffered heavy casualties, and the momentum of the impact was stopped.

The Pine Cannon's close-range lethality is still very high, but there is another disadvantage, that is, the slow reloading speed.

But the quantity is enough to make up for the shortcomings, the cost of this kind of earthen cannon with an iron hoop and wooden heart is too low, and after being equipped in large quantities, even if it can only fire one shot at the enemy, it is not a loss.

At a distance of only twenty or thirty meters, the pine cannon was fired in turns, and it was able to exert its power.

The shrapnel that flew out at a rapid pace turned the armor of the Jin army into an ornament, and shot mercilessly into the flesh, causing great damage.

The blood was blooming, and the golden soldiers were blinded by the continuous and fierce blows. With every roar, someone fell, and there was a scream.

Corpses littered the ground, as well as the wounded groaning and wailing in pain, as well as the golden soldiers who were looking for a hiding spot in panic.

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