Zagmer and the Belan army leaders first came to an agreement, and then went to pacify the leading party.

After some coercion and temptation, the leading party could only begin to prepare for the work of moving forward with trepidation.

Anyway, it was their soldiers who were the easiest to die first, not themselves, so they could endure it if they gritted their teeth.

This time, Zagmer had actually prepared some shields and even shield carts, which were originally intended to be used in the siege of Iron Fire City. Now I can't imagine that the stronghold on the hill can be shelled so far away, so I have to use these resources to attack the stronghold first.

Although he accepted Vytautas's suggestion to kill with a knife, he did not believe that this attack would be 100% unsuccessful.

In fact, he still has some expectations for victory.

After all, the strategy he just proposed is not excellent, at least it is decent, even if Luo Ming is allowed to pick it, he can't find anything wrong, and theoretically there is hope for success.

Therefore, he did not perfunctory at the beginning, and still prepared this plan with his heart.

Of course, winning is good, and losing can still accomplish his other goal of weakening the thorn, and if you are prepared for both, you can be sure in advance that you can achieve at least one goal.

Of course, this plan is not a small risk, he is unwilling to gamble his own troops and horses, other than that, it can really be said that he has done his best.

I saw a large number of elite cannon fodder (all of them were the private soldiers and militia of the nobles, not ordinary people) holding shields, and some were pushing improved shield carts, walking forward.

When the hill saw that they were in range, they began to try to shoot again, and the initial effect was not bad.

One shell shot through five enemies in a row, and in one fell swoop, dozens of people nearby fled while screaming, and even the morale of hundreds of people was affected.

But some of the Belan soldiers mixed in as a team of overseers, slashed and killed the first few who fled, and then drove the rest forward with a curse.

Then they learned to be obedient, and under the angry shouts of the soldiers of Beran, they obediently dispersed the formation.

Soldiers always have the instinct to gather together, and in normal cold-weapon combat, tight formations can outperform loose ones in most situations.

But for artillery, a weapon that can penetrate several or even a dozen people in one go, this instinct will not work, but it will be more effective when it is dispersed.

When they disperse, sometimes one shot can hit one person, sometimes not even one, which is quite not cost-effective.

Cannonballs are not infinite!

In order to ensure the range, Luo Ming's artillery generally uses metal projectiles, whether iron or lead, the reserves are limited, even if Luo Ming takes out the gold and silver reserves to buy, it is impossible to sell too much for a while.

Even without considering the consumption of gunpowder, exchanging a metal ball of several kilograms for the life of an enemy is enough luxury, not to mention that it is possible to miss a single one now.

Of course, if the enemy is close, it is not impossible to use stone projectiles.

However, whether it is carving a large stone solid bullet or selecting a suitable size stone for a shotgun, it also takes a lot of manpower and is quite expensive.

As a result, there was no hurry to open fire at full speed on the stronghold. After a little discussion between the artilleryman and the officer, it was decided to open fire at random intervals.

It could be half a minute, or it could be three or five minutes.

Compared to regular shooting, such irregular shooting can make the enemy have to be distracted and guess, always worried about the calamity falling from the sky, and always be on the lookout. And the shells actually didn't kill much.

The artillerymen actually tried their best to shoot the shield cart, but it was difficult to hit it accurately at a long distance, and even if it hit, the shield cart prepared by Zagmer this time was much stronger, and it was difficult to completely destroy it with one shot.

Although the cannon fodder was scared, and even a few people fainted in fright, on the whole, they still advanced slowly and gradually approached the mountain pass.

If you look closer, the pass is flanked by cliffs, strongholds and towers are built on the top of more than 30 meters high, and the cliffs in front are only a little better than the vertical, and it is impossible to climb up, even masters such as swordsmen are reluctant to challenge such rock climbing projects.

For a moment, the officers and soldiers were just sighing why the enemy could find such a good place to build a fortress, but they didn't know that this cliff was not completely natural.

In order to prevent the enemy from climbing from the front, Luo Ming used a small amount of gunpowder to blast it little by little, and directly cut the originally steep hill into the appearance that it is now completely impossible to climb, and even part of the wall of the stronghold itself was cut out of the existing stone wall, which did not cost much, but the effect was very good.

The army of cannon fodder gradually approached, and finally came to a distance where the shotguns could cause reliable damage.

While hiding behind a shield cart can effectively defend against shotguns, solid bullets at this distance also have a good chance of hitting a shield cart.

The artillerymen began to reload and fire with all their might, and the shotgun fell like hail, and when it hit the human body, it was not ice chips scattered everywhere, but flesh and blood flowers, which was much more effective than solid bullets.

And those shield carts were stronger than the previous ones, but many of them were destroyed or caught on fire under the bombardment of solid bullets and even hot bullets that had just been prepared.

Although the high-quality cannon fodder is much more courageous than the people who were temporarily arrested, and many of them have actually killed people on the battlefield, they still panicked for a while in the face of this scene.

The deserters reappeared, but they were quickly cut down.

At this time, the Berandu team mixed in the crowd shouted: "Raise your shield, use all your strength! Don't save a little effort, rush forward as soon as possible!"

And the leaders of the cannon fodder, the nobles who had taken refuge in the Berans, shouted accordingly, and the poor cannon fodder obeyed this order.

It's just that they will murmur to themselves in their hearts: "Who is our master, or has our master completely become the echo worm of these Belans?"

But they were already in a state where they could not retreat at the moment, so they could only rush forward desperately, hoping that their master's master would not deceive them.

And those nobles who have been the doglegs of the Beran people, how can they not be shocked by this fierce artillery fire, and feel that they have been completely deceived?

They then began to question the status quo, wondering if the battle could really be won, and wondering if their forces would be completely exhausted.

But they are also on the thief ship at the moment, and they have no chance to go down.

Uncle Belan is staring behind and around him, and whoever dares to run first will be stabbed seventeen or eighteen!