Chapter 177 Explosion

Guo Yinqiao's cheeks were swollen like a pig's head, and his newly shaved head attracted everyone's attention as soon as he went on the wall, and everyone pointed and smiled. Mo looked at the two eyes and there was only one slit left, Lao Guo saw all these in his eyes and hated them in his heart.

Guo Yinqiao is an artillery commander, and his appearance was whipped by the guerrilla general Zhang Dechang's big mouth, and his hair was also shaved by Zhang Dechang's order.

Yesterday, the thieves attacked the city, and like other artillery groups, Lao Guo's cannon has not been idle; But the difference is that the other groups have more or less achieved some results, and Lao Guo's cannon has not hit a single thief from beginning to end. Everyone knew that Zhang Guerrilla had a violent temper, and when he saw him striding over in a menacing manner, Lao Guo trembled. In fact, you can't completely blame Lao Guo, in all the equipment of the Ming army, the artillery is a baby bump, not to mention, you just look at the copper used to cast the cannon, if it is melted and cast into copper coins, I am afraid that there will be tens of thousands of cannons! Therefore, on weekdays, no general is reluctant to let the artillery crew practice live firing. Other artillery groups have more or less fired a few artillery shots before, Lao Guo Chongjun was assigned to the artillery team for less than a year, the original artillery commander was sick and died, and the team officer was also a newcomer.

Zhang Guerrilla came closer, crossed his hands and stared at the two cow-egg-sized eyes viciously, and Lao Guo trembled even more. You have to hit it once anyway, it's hard to hit it if it's far away, so put the thief closer. Not to mention, the thieves were really cooperative, several thieves in front of them were running under the wall with ladders, and Lao Guo commanded the artillery crew to press the muzzle of the gun, low, and then low...... Then, the iron ball projectile came out of the muzzle of the cannon and fell to the ground with a clatter! At this moment, the torch of the ignition soldier was also pressed on the fire door, and with a "boom", a loud empty cannon was released under the nose of Zhang Guerrilla!

Zhang Dechang's attention was all attracted by the iron ball that fell to the ground, and he thought that they would pick it up and stuff it back, but he never imagined that this gang of killers would actually ignite the fire! Although he was dressed in iron armor of more than forty pounds, the sudden loud noise in his ears still startled General Zhang, and he jumped up more than three feet high......

Then, Guo Yinqiao's face became what it is now.

This is not the end, Zhang Guerrilla still does not understand his hatred after pumping, and mutters a few words of "cutting his hair as the head", and asks someone to shave Lao Guo's head into a bald gourd - it seems that Zhang Guerrilla has not listened to "Three Kingdoms" less, and he is still a fan of Cao Cao.

Lao Guo himself has become this virtuous, he must vent his anger and resentment, right? So his subordinates were also whipped by him one by one, and they all shaved their heads, if they weren't wearing military uniforms, they would be like a group of monks helping in the war. When this group of people went up to the wall, they were ridiculed by everyone, and one by one they hurried to the gun position with their heads buried in their heads. When I passed by Lord Ji's side, I heard the adult say "shame and courage", although I didn't understand what the adult said, but the eyes of the adult were clearly encouraging, so Lao Guo secretly made up his mind: I must hit a few thieves today - even if it is not to disappoint Lord Ji, at least I have to avoid the beating of Zhang Guerrilla, right?

Outside the city.

More than 300 desperate people each carried a powder bag. They all saw what happened to the gang who filled the gunpowder yesterday, and some of them knelt down on the spot and kept prostrating themselves and begging for mercy - now they were all corpses lying in wait next to the queue. Zhang Hu's consistent tactics are to coerce the people to act as cannon fodder, and he was even more angry when he heard Niu Youtian say that on the first day, there were two damned pigs and dogs running into the city, how could there be any mercy? He was even more convinced of a truth: only fear from the cracks of the bones can make these pigs and dogs obedient! Therefore, in addition to letting the soldiers and reliable auxiliaries mix in the crowd to supervise the battle, each charge must kill a few unlucky ghosts in front of everyone to deter them.

Each of the people carrying gunpowder was accompanied by five or six other men with bags of earth and stones, and when the gunpowder was stuffed into the hole, they were responsible for blocking the hole. Each group was equipped with three or four auxiliaries holding large shields to cover them, and Zhang Hu also deliberately transferred an entire battalion of soldiers to over, and scattered them into each group to act as a supervising team.

Zhang Hu and Niu Youtian are very confident in today's attack, after yesterday's experiment, the two kings firmly believe that the first wave of the offensive this morning can blow up the western wall, and then the main force will enter the city through the gap and spend most of the day to deal with all the defenders! The advantage in night battles is on the side of the defenders: the vast majority of people in this era have night blindness, and the defenders are more familiar with the terrain and have a great advantage in fighting, so it is necessary to give full play to the huge advantage of troops and end the battle during the day. From the day of the siege, the west of the city was the main direction of attack, the south of the city also had some diversion offensives, and the east of the city has been very peaceful. Zhang Hu hoped that the defenders could escape from there - after all, King Zhang's purpose was to rob the rich Kaifeng Mansion, and there was nothing but a rotten life, so the Huazi soldiers ran and ran.

In order to break the city in one fell swoop, Zhang Hu made full deployments. Not only did he send all the archers, but he also smashed eight battalions in one go-half of his own battalion was sent out to find cannons, and now here in the west of the city, only half of the battalion and a battalion of Niu Youtian were left to guard.

The first drum beat of the day was faintly heard, and a long black dot in the field of vision of the defenders at the head of the city gradually became larger, and there were twenty or thirty thousand thieves pressing towards the western wall. It didn't take long for the thieves to get closer. Most of them were old and weak, some carrying the long ladder panels, some dragging sticks, and some simply running to the city wall empty-handed, wiping tears. Everyone knows that these people are cannon fodder to disperse the fire of the defenders. This "technique" had some effect in the first few days: because these "thieves" were easy to beat, the prince's reward was set there, and no matter which one he hit, he would earn silver! A small half of the supplies in the arsenal were consumed, and the adults discovered this shortcoming, so they called the junior officers to supervise and judge, and the general's personal soldiers to supervise these junior officers, and only those who hit the most threatening thieves could they count......

As a result, the defenders paid little attention to the large number of civilians, except for those carrying long ladders, who might be watched over by the archers, and most of their fire was concentrated around the shields, who were certainly covering the most threatening targets. However, with such a large shield covering, it is not easy to achieve results - some thieves even hold the door panel to block the arrows!

The feathered arrows shot at the head of the city were much more dense than before, and Ji Shu looked out from the battlement, and there were more than a thousand thieves' archers lined up in two rows on the side of the trench, hiding behind the shield, and from time to time they would come out and shoot an arrow. Is Zhang Thief going to make a desperate bet? The more Ji Shu looked at it, the more unusual he felt, why are there so many people carrying bags like yesterday today? Needless to say, it's still gunpowder. Yesterday the thieves killed so many people, and set off a firework in vain, and today they are still playing this hand, could it be that there is something mysterious in the straw bags carried by other people around? No, you have to see!

Ji Shu bowed his waist and took a few steps back, straightened up and looked left and right, and there was an artillery group not far to the north. Just as they were about to step over, they fired a cannon when there was a "boom", and from the expression of the gun commander, they knew that they had not hurt the thief. So Master Ji turned his head to find other artillery crews - the next shot will be a long time, and Lord Ji can't wait. There was also a cannon a little farther to the south, and the gun crew had all shaved their heads, thinking whether they had no hair through the liner or too much to grind their scalps, and they were not wearing bowl helmets, and the sun was shining on the bald heads. Of course, Master Ji knew what was going on, and he encouraged them in the morning. Seeing that the firelighter was about to press down with a torch, Ji Shu shouted: "Wait a minute! Wait and fire! As he spoke, he ran over.

Guo Yinqiao, the first shot of Fang Cai, didn't hit the thief, and he didn't know which one was in the sun with fear, and was about to put the second sound, when he heard the shout of Lord Ji, and tremblingly told his subordinates to stop and wait for the adults to come over. Ji Shu quickly probed outside the city to observe, and a group of thieves with bags two hundred steps away were rubbing this way. So he pointed at them and ordered: "Change the bullet and fight the thieves!" ”

Guo Yinqiao muttered in a low voice: "My lord, a small bullet can only hit a hundred and ten steps." ”

Ji Shu's eyes stared at the mouth of the thief who walked in slowly and said, "It's okay, this official will beat whoever you teach!" ”

"Medium." Guo Yinqiao signaled to tilt the muzzles of his subordinates, and with a click, the iron ball fell out. The loader shoved a cloth bag stuffed with gravel buckshot into the muzzle of the gun and compacted it.

"Load this again," Ji Shu pointed to the iron ball on the ground, and then pointed to an empty gunpowder bag next to him, "Wrap it in that bag." ”

The friction of the iron ball wrapped in the cloth bag was much greater, and Guo Yinqiao rammed the iron bullet into the barrel with a wooden mallet a few times, well, don't worry about the iron ball falling anymore - why didn't you think of this good idea yesterday? Lao Guo sighed with emotion as he put his face close to the barrel of the cannon and cautiously aimed roughly, "Don't worry, put it closer and hit it more accurately!" Master Ji also put his face close to the barrel of the cannon from the opposite side, and ordered almost with his head on his head.

The muzzle of the cannon has been tilted down at a considerable angle, Lao Guo ran to the back of the cannon, exposed his swollen eyes a little, stretched out his right hand to cover his eyebrows, and looked down along the straight muzzle. His eyes fell on the outside of the trench, and Lao Guo was waiting. The ignition soldier with equally swollen cheeks licked his lips nervously with a torch in his hand, waiting for Lao Guo's order.

A few feet and the lower edge of the big shield appeared in his sight, Guo Yinqiao raised his right hand, and his vision suddenly widened: That's right, it's this gang of thieves! Guo Yinqiao yelled: "Ignition!" At the same time, he used all his strength to jump into the stabbing stab......

"Boom!" As soon as there was a sound, the cannon body sat back violently next to Commander Guo's side, and before he could get up from the ground, Lao Guo heard the brothers cheering: "Medium!" Medium! ”

Ji Shu was carefully observing the mess in front of him. A large iron bullet shattered a large shield, and the guy who raised the shield and the person who followed closely behind flew out a few feet away, and the body was twisted into shape. It wasn't the two of them who were the worst of all, but the fellows who had been hit by a hundred and ten pieces of rubble and small buckshots: some were still crumbling, others had become scattered pieces of corpses. But Ji Shu's attention was not here, he was looking carefully, trying to see what was in those bags. The area was burning, the gunpowder was scattered and ignited, but there was nothing else unusual, huh? After looking at it for a long time, Ji Shu realized that the other bags were filled with ordinary clods of soil and gravel.

Ji Shu's head was "buzzing": Today, the thieves are going to stuff gunpowder first, and then block the hole and blow it up!

Today, the casualties among the people carrying gunpowder are not very large. Yesterday's fireworks made the defenders relax their vigilance, and although most people could guess that they were still carrying gunpowder, the soldiers, including the generals, did not think as much as Master Ji thought. In addition to this, there are two other reasons that no one can do: the cannon cannot be accurately fired, and the archers cannot be shot.

While Ji Shu shouted that everyone was concentrating their fire on the back bag thief, the group of people had already crossed the covering archers on the edge of the trench one after another and began to sprint under the wall. The raindrops of bricks and stones on the city fell, some hit, and many didn't—the firepower of the thieves and archers suddenly intensified at this time, and many stone throwers on the wall were hit by arrows, and it was extremely dangerous to lean out and throw, so most of them blindly threw them down through the wall battlements.

When approaching the dead end of the wall, the soldiers of each group of soldiers who supervised the battle hurriedly stepped forward while holding a small round shield in one hand, and one after another gunpowder bags were stuffed into the hole, and at the same time, they were pierced by steel knives, and the gunpowder was immediately spilled, pulling a fuse on the ground. One after another earth and stone bags were thrown at the entrance of the cave, and thirty or forty holes were quickly sealed......

Ji Shu on the wall was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, regretting that his intestines were blue: yesterday the thief wasted his efforts, and then he was careless, thinking that he would never repeat his old tricks today-otherwise, if he had prepared a drainage bucket earlier, wouldn't there be nothing?

"Throw the torch!" This is Zhang Jian's voice. Ji Shu suddenly realized: Yes, before the thief blocks the blast, as long as the gunpowder is ignited, isn't it the same? "Throw the torch!" Ji Shu also opened his throat and shouted.

It's just that...... Thinking about it now, is it too late?

It's too late.

Only one of the torches thrown on the wall ignited a powder bag, and in the midst of a terrible howl, several fire men rolled into the wall from the dead corner, and the defenders rolled on the ground, and most of the holes were filled with gunpowder by the thieves, and the entrance to the cave was tightly blocked by earth and stones.

The thieves' soldiers ignored the people anymore, and ran back to the bow line on the outside of the trench with small shields, and the thieves' shield soldiers also ran back and erected large shields along the outer trenches, and thousands of thieves' soldiers and auxiliaries hid behind the two rows of shield walls, and further away, there were eight battalions of thieves who had already driven up and put on an attack posture!

All the defenders on the wall went crazy and shot at the thieves, but the thieves' archers did not take the opportunity to shoot at them, and the light of a fire sickle flashed, and the first rockets were fired from the thieves' line under the wall......

The thief's first rocket missed. However, in the blink of an eye, a field of fire locusts rushed in, and finally ignited the gunpowder on the ground......

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom"!

The deafening explosions exploded one after another, and Kaifeng Xicheng was suddenly in flames, and the screams suddenly sounded......