Of course, there is still a big gap between the fortification of this small walled city and the real city. Outside the walls were moats, not wide moats; The walls of about four meters are not very high......

The vanguard led by Han Shouzhong had already set up a position outside the west gate, and when the artillery arrived, they began to set up positions on the side of the walled gate, hiding behind several rows of sword and shield soldiers, and the protective trench was quickly dug and twenty "flying thunder cannons" were laid out.

The troops in the city were also on standby, and the rolling logs, stones, gunpowder and weapons were brought up, ready to deal a heavy blow to the enemy besieging the city.

is twice as large as our army, but still has to be a turtle with a shrunken head? Meng Jiucheng really looked down on Liu Wenzheng, and he jumped up for a while in the troubled times, but it was difficult to last long after all.

"General, you're all set." Qian Bang trotted over, still with the habitual professional smile on his face.

"Fire and boom! The order was given to Han to take control, and immediately after the city was broken, it attacked. Meng Jiucheng nodded and gave an order.

Most of the hours have passed, and if the county is going to send reinforcements, it is estimated that it will soon enter the ambush circle. There should be no problem in winning, and now there is no need to wait, just break the city and win!

"The infantry dodge." Qian Bang ran back excitedly and personally conveyed the order.

Hearing the order, the sword and shield soldiers turned to the left and gathered into the battle formation led by Han Shouzhong, revealing a black iron cylinder half-buried in the ground.

When Han Shouzhong received the order, he glanced at it from a distance and frowned slightly. Turning his head and raising his binoculars again, he looked at the wall.

"Generals of all armies, pay attention to the banner of the Chinese army and follow the order." Another herald galloped by.

This battle is a little different! Almost all the officers and men of the Red Turban Army were a little puzzled, and while they were puzzled, they also had a strong sense of mystery.

"Test firing!" Qian Bang waved the flag and gave instructions to the artillerymen.

After a while, with a "boom", a flying thunder cannon roared, and a physical cannonball flew out, drawing an arc in the air, and bounced twice after landing, and there was still a distance of about one meter from the wall.

This kind of home-made artillery, with a landing point error of less than 10 meters, is already satisfactory. Zhu Yongxing stood up on the horse, observed for a moment, gave the order to shoot live, and then jumped off the horse and pulled the reins tightly.

"What the hell are you doing?" Hu Xian leaned down on the wall of the wall and looked down, what was it that was thrown over, a stone?

"Boom, boom, boom......" The twenty flying thunder cannons continued to roar, and the smoke from the firing powder packs immediately enveloped the artillery position.

The shells were thrown off the chamber and flew in the air along their respective trajectories towards the camp, attracting the attention of the officers and men of the two armies.

Suddenly, a strong white light flashed, and then, an unprecedented explosion exploded violently outside the wall, and the earth trembled violently in the explosion, and it was a dazzling flash!

Before people could react, one big explosion after another rang out through the heavens and the earth, bursting with firelight and smoke rising, mixed with screams and exclamations.

The vision became blurred, and the smoke from the explosion blocked the gate and part of the wall, and there was chaos.

Phew, Han Shouzhong tightened the reins and calmed the restless horses. His ears were ringing, but his heart was shocked beyond measure, and his head was a little confused.

Even Ma Leizi is quite scary, not to mention the explosion of a shell of more than a dozen catties of gunpowder. The shells did make mistakes, some exploded outside the gate and wall, and some flew over the wall and exploded.

The vicinity of the gate was hidden in chaos, and the unsuspecting enemy troops were wounded and wounded by the debris mixed with the shells, and the surviving enemies were also shaken to the ground, and it was very difficult to breathe, and the air seemed to be burned and squeezed away.

Amid the thunderclap after thunder, their faces glazed over, and they struggled to open their mouths, but with each gasp they breathed in, they were filled with choking smoke. The hot smoke burned in the throat and between the lobes of the lungs, as if it were about to explode in the chest again.

Explosions rang out one after another, as if endlessly, striking fiercely at the hearts of the enemy. When the shaking earth finally calmed down, the smoke of gunpowder dissipated a little in the wails and screams. The gate of the camp has been blown to the ground, the wall has collapsed with a bang, and the people and horses defending the wall are already in chaos.

Meng Jiucheng glanced at the stunned herald next to him, and ordered loudly, "The artillery continues to reload and prepare to fire." The soldiers stepped forward and attacked over the trenches. ”

As soon as the banner moved, the soldiers rushed out of the battle formation with long ladders and set up a trench outside the wall, and the enemy troops in the confusion barely returned fire.

It's no wonder that neither the Red Turban Army nor the Liu Jiajun have ever seen this kind of terrifying scene, and the loud explosion is full of sound and light effects, and the shock is abnormal.

The ditch leading to the gate was quickly paved with a wooden ladder, but the flag was not moved, and Han Shouzhong could only turn his head a little anxiously, not daring to act without permission.

It seems to be gathering again! Meng Jiucheng saw the chaotic figures in the camp, the corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a sneer, and ordered: "Artillery bombardment." ”

"Boom, boom, boom......" After a series of roars, another twenty shells flew towards the camp one after another, and before they exploded, the panicked screams and howls of the enemy troops could already be faintly heard.

The explosions came and went one after another amid screams and exclamations, and it took a long time before they stopped, and the Liu Jiajun, who had gathered slightly, not only suffered heavy casualties, but were also completely defeated.

"The adults are dead, and the Hu Tongzhi is dead!" The exclamations grew from small to large, exacerbating the confusion.

The smoke of gunpowder has not yet dissipated, and the flag is moving, which is already a signal for attack.

"Attack, kill." Han Shouzhong waved the big knife in his hand and shouted loudly. Although he shouted hoarsely, he felt that his voice was very small, which was the sequelae of the fact that his hearing had not fully recovered for the time being after the loud explosion.

"Rush, kill!" Under the leadership of the officer, some sluggish soldiers of the Red Turban Army woke up like a dream, shouted one after another, and rushed towards the wall behind the officer.

The smoke had cleared somewhat, and people could already see the miserable scene of the enemy camp in a vague way. The gate was gone, the walls had collapsed in several places, the craters were still smoking on the left and right, and the corpses and wailing enemy soldiers were lying around them.

The Red Turban Army that rushed into the camp met little resistance, and the brigade of men and horses followed suit, shouting for killing and persuasion to surrender quickly into the town.

Hu Xian was killed in the second round of bombardment, and Liu Wenzheng's fate was unknown, and he was carried away by two cronies. The defenders of the West Gate have been defeated, and although the casualties of the flying thunder cannon are not very many, the psychological blow is the most important.

It is not an exaggeration to feel extreme despair and fear when faced with something unknown and powerful for the first time. Without the command of the commander-in-chief, most of the enemies who were guarding the walls were caught off guard and fled. And the routed soldiers who have lost the will to fight, where can they stop the fierce rush of the Red Turban Army.

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