But the rebels did not attack that day.

On the same day, the rebels surrounded Jingzhou from three sides, and the West Gate also pushed the cannon to within 600 steps, but not a single shot was fired, and the city was not attacked.

The whole day was spent digging, bagging, and setting up camp.

After all, this Zhu Zhi is the king of the Nine Sides, and he still wants to come out to sneak attack at night and break the artillery of the rebels, but he is dissuaded by Yan Neng.

He said that the king of Han was treacherous in his war, and deliberately put the artillery there, and he didn't know whether it was true or not, and what if it was made of wood to lead us out?

Zhu Zhi thought about it and made sense, so he gave up.

Early the next morning, with the sound of a long trumpet, the rebels who had eaten breakfast came out of their tents one after another, and the army began to assemble.

Zhu Zhi didn't sleep well last night, but he still came to the city early.

Yesterday the rebels in three directions were packed with a lot of bags, the most of which were in the west, and now they looked as high as a hill, and when he looked at it, it was estimated that there were tens of thousands.

"It's a siege, it's time to attack it." Yan Neng said with a little nervousness.

Yesterday the rebel army was far behind, but today it has clearly moved forward a lot.

After a while, thousands of soldiers walked out, and Zhu Zhi at the head of the city saw that they were all archers.

Then a thousand more men, each with a shield, went to the bow.

"Look for the shield, find the shield, get a few shields." Yan Neng hurriedly shouted.

Zhu Zhi's face also changed slightly, Zhu Gaoxu is not a filial son, and there are so many archers under him.

He also found someone to get a shield in his hand, so he felt safe.

Yan Neng persuaded him to go down to the city again, but Zhu Zhi still refused, and said loudly: "Jingnan, your northern army has not captured a big city, Lao Tzu does not believe it, look at this unfilial son, how to break the king's Jingzhou." ”

Zhu Zhi does not believe in evil,

His Jingzhou is even more difficult to fight than Jinan, Zhu Di's more than 200,000 troops have not taken Jinan, and you Zhu Gaoxu only tens of thousands of people want to break my Jingzhou? Do you think it's Lu Xun? Phew.

Just under Zhu Zhi's unconvinced expression, Zhu Gaoxu's artillery had already begun to push forward.

Ten guns were divided into three columns, with the first three going first, then three and then four.

At the same time, thousands of archers followed behind the artillery, and when they first left, the formation was relatively scattered, and officers kept shouting all around: "Dispersion point, watch out for artillery, scatter in the north-south direction." ”

Zhu Zhi and Yan Neng were dumbfounded, it was the first time they had seen such a siege.

Artillery first? Archers behind?

Shouldn't the moat be filled in first?

Zhu Gaoxu doesn't play cards according to the routine?

Before they could react, there were thousands of people behind them carrying sandbags, some carrying one, and those with great strength directly carrying two.

Carrying sandbags on his back, he followed the archers and walked forward.

Thousands of people at the scene were concentrated within a hundred steps of the West City Gate, and the scene looked small and the momentum was not large.

Zhu Zhi and Yan Neng glanced at each other and immediately said, "Open the cannon, open the cannon." ”

Boom, boom, the officers and soldiers fired two artillery shots one after another.

This time there were more rebels, thousands of people stepped forward, and both cannons were fired in the crowd, one in the archers and the other in the middle of the rebels' artillery.

Screams immediately rang out at the scene, and several archers were knocked down, and two of the guns were knocked down.

The city was full of applause, and the morale of the officers and soldiers was greatly shaken.

But the rebels continued to advance, and these casualties were nothing compared to the formation of several thousand men.

The Hongwu cannon was very slow, and even a skilled gunner usually took more than five minutes, or even longer, to fire a second shot.

The first artillery of the officers and soldiers began to be fired about 500 paces after the rebel army had entered the 500 paces, and as soon as the first cannon was finished, the archers and generals shouted one after another: "Hurry, hurry, speed up." ”

Everyone ran forward, because they knew that the second shot would be a long time.

At this time, in addition to pushing the cannon more slowly, the archers and those with bags on their backs all ran, flying close to two hundred paces, and the archers were desperately concentrating in the direction of the city gate, and the formation became denser and denser.

Then a hundred steps.

Before the second artillery of the officers and troops could be fired, the rebel army had already entered within 100 paces.

Bang, bang, bang, all kinds of firearms rang out at the same time.

The rebels continued on, carrying their firearms, and entered within fifty paces.

"Shoot."

"Projectile, to projectile."

With the shouts of the officers, swishing, arrows rained down on the scene, and thousands of archers of the rebel army threw them within a hundred paces to the left and right of the West Gate.

The officers and soldiers at the head of the city also shot at them.

But there were too many archers in the rebel army, and there was a second wave of people with shields.

These men held their shields in front of them, guarding themselves carefully, and if an archer was shot or struck by a gunner, they immediately threw away their shields, picked up their bows and continued to shoot.

This is equivalent to the rebel army having two or three thousand archers under the city.

After the two sides opened fire on each other, the officers and troops soon could not resist it.

"Ahh

And the rebels are shooting and approaching.

In a few moments, the archers of the rebel army were within thirty paces.

In the distance, a large number of archers came forward, and a second group of men with bows and shields came up again.

This is absolute fire suppression.

Zhu Gaoxu concentrated thousands of bows and arrows and threw them at the city gate without stopping.

In ancient times, some experienced generals who defended the city would add straw mat curtains at the head of the city to resist the bows and arrows of the attackers.

But almost no one in the cities of the Ming Dynasty has used it, because no one has done it since the beginning of the Ming Dynasty when it concentrates a large number of bows and arrows to shoot a door.

"Retreat, retreat, retreat." Zhu Zhi hurriedly retreated into the city tower.

There is a good thing about Jingzhou here, every city gate has a city tower.

He didn't think about it anymore, he just took Yan Neng and other generals and officials to retreat to the city tower.

Dangdang, it was raining outside, and arrows kept shooting into the tower.

Several soldiers held shields in front of Zhu Zhi, and Zhu Zhi's face turned a little pale.

"Ahh

After the second wave of cannons, there were no more cannons, and the sound of firearms became less and less.

The rebels kept shooting, and there were almost no people standing on the top of the city.

Yan Neng felt bad, there was no one outside to command, and a large number of sergeants would escape.

"The king is here to be careful, and the last general will go out to have a look first."

"General Yan be careful." Zhu Zhi won't pretend to be forced anymore, and he won't dare to go out.

Yan Neng was conceited and put on three layers of armor, and after taking a shield, he walked out of the city tower.

When I went out, I was terrified and frightened, and the outside of the city tower was full of arrows, and they were stuck everywhere.

The only two cannons were also full of arrows, and there were people all over the ground in front of the guns, and many people were not dead, screaming in pain.

"The general save me." A gunner was shot several arrows, fell in front of the artillery, and shouted when he saw Yan Neng.

Before he could finish speaking, several arrows were thrown from below, and they hit him directly in the face and chest.

"Ahh

At this time, many officers and soldiers fell with arrows, and some people hid under the battlements to shoot at the rebels, which would be the safest to hide under the battlements, and the rebels' arrows in that position were almost impossible to shoot, unless the luck was too bad and the wind blew down.

Yan Neng looked at the door for a while, and found that the rebels couldn't stop shooting arrows, and thought, aren't you tired of shooting?

He raised his shield and rushed out.

Immediately there was an arrow on the shield, and then, hiss, a tear in the shoulder, he was hit by an arrow.

Yan Neng didn't care about it, he rushed to the bottom of a battlement first, and there was a gunner on the side, who was wearing a hat and huddled under the battlement, and didn't open the gun.

"Bastard, open the gun, open the gun." Yan Neng kicked him.

"I can't lift my head, there are so many arrows." The soldier cried.

Yan Neng couldn't be angry, and he didn't care about him, he turned his head and saw that he had been hit by an arrow in his right shoulder, but it should not have hurt deeply, so he pulled it out hard and threw it to the ground.

Then look up along the battlement, it's okay not to look, and gasp when you look at it.

At this time, the artillery of the rebel army under the city had already advanced to the edge of the moat, and it was only a dozen steps away from the city gate.

Then a large number of sandbags were thrown down.

Sandbags were not thrown into the river to fill it in, as they thought.

The rebels piled sandbags on the ground in an orderly manner, and soon formed a wall, and the archers in the front row stood in the wall one after another, and when they were tired of shooting, they squatted down to rest, and someone from behind came up and shot at the wall.

Ten guns were divided into two rows, about twenty paces from each other, all facing the city gates.

The artillery in the back was also raised a little by sandbags.

The rebels were still stacking sandbags, and the front row was piled on the edge of the moat, which could protect not only their artillery, but also the archers.

The rear row was piled around the artillery, presumably to protect the artillery.

But in fact, the first two cannons of the official army city can't sound, and countless cannons have hit them.

But just in case, Zhu Gaoxu still strengthened the protection of his guns and gunners.

"They're going to bang at the gates?" Yan Neng understood it in an instant, but he couldn't figure it out, there was a moat, what was the use of you breaking the city gate?

Swim here?

No, they can push all the sandbags piled up by the river into the river?

Yan Neng felt that he was very smart, and immediately turned around and shouted: "Liu Baihu, you go down immediately, take someone to block the city gate with something, use stones, use stones-"

The scene was very loud, the sound of bows and arrows, the sound of firearms, and the screams, Liu Baihu in the distance listened to it for a while before he understood, and hurriedly raised his sign to go down the city wall.

"Woo" horns sounded outside the city, and then, boom, boom, boom, three cannons rang out.

The rebels almost pushed their cannons under the city gates, and there was only a moat in between.

But at such a distance, the first three cannons all missed, and they all hit the city wall.

But the rebels immediately began to adjust.

At this time, Yan Neng already knew that this was the main direction of attack, and hurriedly sent people to mobilize artillery and archers from other directions.

But time simply ran out.

Besides, the rebel army is still throwing non-stop, and it is difficult to stand on the head of the West City Gate.

Yan Neng ran back to the city tower and told Zhu Zhi that the rebels' main attack should be here, and the other two directions were pseudo-attacks, and when all the artillery and archers were mobilized, the rebels should be shot back and their artillery should be defeated.

The two were still deliberating, and the artillery outside rang out one after another.

Zhu Gaoxu arranged ten cannons, and it was about the second round.

Boom, finally the first shot hit the city gate.

The distance was so close that the first row was only a dozen steps away from the city gate.

Katsa, the gate of the city was torn apart in a moment, and there were screams everywhere inside, and the rebels outside applauded.

Then there was a series of shelling of the middle city gate.

Bang, bang, after several artillery shots, the West Gate Gate was torn apart and completely shattered.

The people who were blocking the door in the back didn't dare to step forward.

Whoever dares to step forward now is dead.

"Wow roar" the rebel army burst into cheers.

Someone rushed into the tower: "King, the city is broken, the city is broken." ”

The people in the tower panicked.

"Bastard, what do you say? How can the city be broken? Zhu Zhi was shocked and frightened, it was less than an hour before the battle started, and the heavy city of Jingzhou was broken?

(End of chapter)