Just as Chongzhen and Wang Chengen were talking, the Qing army's "fire dragons" on the front were lined up, driving side by side with artillery vehicles, and he ate the disadvantage of the Ming army's insufficient artillery, so that everyone swaggered to attack the city with torches.

"Forward!"

The coated Ahabs, who passed by the artillery cart array, were ordered by their master to push the shield cart and continue to march. As one of the sharp weapons of the Eight Banners Army, the front end of the shield car is made of multiple layers of thick wooden boards covered with cowhide and iron sheets.

There are two wheels in front of the shield car, two people need to push forward at the same time, in addition to another four-wheeled car followed, this car was born from the "chariot", the body size is several times that of the shield car, the upper shelf is like a roof, and there is a raw cowhide covering it.

Such a huge array of vehicles was prepared for the moat in front of him, and under the order of Hedu, the soldier holding the huge horn took a deep breath and puffed out his cheeks.

"Woo........" The low, solid sound of the horn pierced the night.

"Kill!" The Aha people who pushed the cart seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, the goal was to run wildly, and the master would reward him if he won the battle, this is not enough, I also have to raise the flag! I want to be a flag bearer!

The momentum outside the city was amazing, Chongzhen had no time to argue with Wang Chengen anymore, and his raised hand was clenched into a fist, shouting: "Let's go." ”

The Tiger Zun cannon, which had a high scrap rate, was pulled off the city wall, and Chongzhen only commanded the two remaining Franc machines to fire at the slowly approaching firelight. "Tong, Tong" made two muffled sounds, and the little Francophone shot out more than 100 lead shots.

"Bed crossbow!" Chongzhen shouted the order, and Wang Chengen ran on the women's wall, shouting his voice to help pass: "Bed crossbow ready, bed crossbow ready!" ”

The bed crossbow of the Ming Dynasty still follows the Song and Yuan Dynasty systems, and the name of the bed crossbow is varied, some are called "eight ox crossbows", some are called "three-bow bed crossbows", and more vividly called the name of "one gun and three swords and arrows". From beginning to end, it is composed of three bows, the front, the main and the rear, which are linked by pulleys, followed by a hook rope for traction and a trigger for firing, and a twisted shaft for drawing the bow at the end.

There are seven arrows on the crossbow arm, and the soldiers who obey the orders place iron javelins in the center of the arrows, and three iron arrows on the left and right.

The process of winding the bed crossbow is the most laborious, requiring twenty or thirty people to pull the winch together. The unusability of the artillery made Chongzhen have no choice but to drag out these ballistas that were eliminated by artillery, even if the damage is limited, but it is better than exploding.

"Wait." Chongzhen stared at the distance, a crossbow arrow suitable for killing with a single click, and it was better to wait for the enemy to get closer before fighting.

The projectiles fired by the Francophone fell into the shield car formation of the Qing army, and several unlucky Baoyi Aha were hit and fell to the ground screaming. However, the others did not stop there, and when a few people fell, a few men would run to take over, and the shield cart would approach the bank of the moat.

"Put!"

One of them gasped for breath, and his companions put the handrail of the shield cart on the ground, and the two of them half-squatted on the ground to dig the soil, occasionally showing half of their heads to look at the brightly lit city. Unfortunately, a four-foot javelin grazed the roof of the shield car, and the head of the gun took the skull of one of the coated people and plunged straight into the ground, "buzzing" and trembling.

Bao Yi, who was missing half of his head, hadn't come back to his senses, only to see his companion looking at him in horror. Hey, why is it cold in the brain, is it raining? , touched the top of his head, and found that it was empty, and then his eyes were black and he fell to the ground.

Dozens of javelin iron arrows swarmed one after another, and because of the angle advantage brought by the condescending, it was difficult for the shield car to block them all, and at one time brought countless stumps and broken arms.

Chongzhen saw that the bed crossbow worked, and immediately ordered the soldiers to continue loading, but the bed crossbow operation steps were cumbersome and time-consuming, and it was impossible to organize a second round of shooting in a short time. Chongzhen saw the battle situation clearly, the smaller shield cart arrived first, and when the big cart in the distance arrived, if the two carts combined to set up a car formation, it would be difficult for his own bow and crossbow to cause damage.

"Herald."

"The subordinates are here." The flying foot with a small flag behind him rushed to hear the sound, and Chongzhen immediately ordered him to run to the arrow tower of the urn city, and let the foot archers who were on standby here release arrows to the city.

"No!" Feizu covered his waist and ran quickly against the female wall, and as soon as he entered the arrow tower on the urn city, he pulled one of them and said: "Mr. Zhang Qian, long live the order to release the arrow!" Zhang Wan, who was the general manager of the footman, shouted, "It's just right!" The archers who were on standby were already ready to shoot their arrows, and the arrows were wrapped in rags and wet.

The archers were arranged in five rows, and a brazier was placed in front of the archers standing in the first row, and Zhang Wan pointed to the enemy troops under the city and ordered the archers to make fire.

The arrowheads soaked in tung oil ignited when they caught fire, and the archers in the first row, after taking the fire at the brazier, stepped forward and aimed against the wall and shot at the fire below the city. After the rocket is fired, it immediately spreads left and right and reassembles behind the archers in the last row, and the archers in the second row come forward to ignite the fire, and so on.

Arrows rained down, or rockets with fire, and the Ahabs hiding behind the shield cart were suddenly suppressed and did not dare to raise their heads, so they could only hold the soil in their arms and throw it backwards against the shield cart, which could fill a little bit is a little.

The commanders of the two sides kept an eye on the battlefield at the same time, and the car formation in front of him was almost in place, and motioned for Wu Zhenchao to fire.

The artillery of the Qing army was blazing, and the artillery carts and boulders were fired together, intending to cover the slaves in front of them to fill the river.

Wang Chengen was half of his body on Chongzhen's back, and the two of them were attached to the ground together, and loud rumbling noises were heard from time to time around the city wall. Chongzhen raised his head to look at the soldiers, the two Franc machines in front of him were so empty, the gunners were gone, and the soldiers who controlled the bed crossbows were staggering, unable to gain a foothold in the city.

"Get down all of your stomach, don't run around!" However, as soon as these words came out, no one obeyed the order, and the defenders were already retreating.

Seeing that his order was invalid, Chongzhen shook off Wang Chengen and got up from the ground, took off the helmet on his head and threw it at the fleeing soldiers, and said hoarsely: "The Ming Emperor is still here, who dares to retreat?" ”

"Fuck me down!" Hearing this, the chaotic soldiers stopped and looked at Chongzhen.

Chongzhen carried a knife, ignored the flying shells, staggered to the soldiers, pressed their heads, and forced them to lie down. On the city wall, only Chongzhen was proudly independent, facing the fierce artillery fire of the Qing army, without any fear.

There is a definite number in the dark, and since God has to live again, how can he be cowardly and inactive? Someone always has to stand up in times of crisis, and he insists on being here alone to dispel the fear in the hearts of the soldiers.

Chongzhen closed his eyes and opened his hands, come on, you have the ability to kill Lao Tzu with one shot.

After a while, the barrel of the red-coated cannon overheated, and the gunner said that he needed to cool down before he could continue firing, and he agreed, and the Qing army's long-range offensive also stopped.

The Ming soldiers lying on the ground were stunned, looking at the unscathed Long Live Lord, like a fairy.

Chongzhen opened his eyes and looked around, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "The thief army artillery specializes in gallless rats, do you think I have the courage or not?" The soldiers were impressed, and their morale was greatly boosted, and they each got up and returned to their positions to reload their crossbow arrows.

Wang Chengen bowed and shouted: "Lord! ”