The archers on the arrow tower were suppressed to the death, and the Han Eight Banners took advantage of the danger of not having bows and arrows to attack the city head again, wanting to reoccupy the city gate and enlarge the army in one go.

The 2,000 Eight Banners marksmen sent out some of them to shoot terrifying heavy arrows at the city, but the spearmen of Zhaojiabao never flinched, and bravely stepped forward and waved their spears desperately, stabbing to death the Han Eight Banners soldiers who climbed the wall one by one.

This bloody battle lasted for a long time, and it was getting dark, and Zhaojiabao lit many torches to illuminate it, and even the Qing army marksmen were so tired that they couldn't pull their bows and went back to rest. The shield spearmen on the city wall seemed to never get tired, and they kept stabbing countless life-threatening spears to kill the Han Eight Banners who climbed the ladder.

Dolgon knocked out the food handed by his own soldiers, and hated to look at the unyielding and resisting Zhaojiabao in front of him, he entered the customs several times, how many Ming Dynasty cities were broken, which time was not a light victory, but now he was actually blocked by a small township fort, and he also paid so many lives of Han Baqi minions, as the so-called shit can be endured, and Wang Baqi's anger is unbearable. Angering him Dolgon, the Han barbarians who rebelled would bear the consequences of being stricter. Then Dorgon shouted, "Command the battalion to open fire, and do not stop until the gates of that cottage are destroyed." ”

The soldiers wanted to follow the order, but Fan Wencheng stopped them, and he said to Dolgon, "Lord Belle, many soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty are attacking the city now, and we must let them avoid it before firing the cannons. ”

Dolgon said coldly, "The Han barbarians are really useless, after joining my Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, the combat power is still so low, I don't raise so much waste, just use the red-clothed cannon to refresh them!"

Fan Wencheng hesitated for a moment and did not speak again.

The pro-soldiers gave the order to go, and soon the red-coated cannon pushed forward again, and the surrounding Qing soldiers avoided one after another, and Wang Dan and many people on the city wall saw the red-coated cannon pushed out. And Han Baqi still didn't know the danger, and was still desperately climbing up.

Under the frightened and helpless gaze of everyone in Zhaojiapu, the two red-clothed cannons were pushed to a stop 1 km away from Zhaojiabao, and then the bore was cleared and loaded with explosives and then stuffed into the shells, and finally a Qing soldier lit the fuse with a torch. The sparks on the fuse burned quickly and became shorter, and Wang Dan's heart rose higher and higher with the burning of the gunpowder fuse, and just when Wang Dan felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, he saw a black cloud of flames erupting from the muzzles of two red-coated cannons. With two thunderous bangs, Wang Dan suddenly fell to the ground, and he didn't know whether he was frightened by the sound of the explosion or the shock caused by the cannonball hitting the city wall. I felt weak, and my feet were shaking. I can't get up at all.

Wang Dan was suddenly helped up by a pair of strong and powerful hands, and when he turned his head to see that it was Resarit, he saw that this strong warrior did not have any look of fear on his face, and there was only solemnity in his eyes.

The king wanted to thank Resarit for his help, but was suddenly interrupted by Artiman's excited shouting, and everyone looked at Artiman and saw him with his eyes shining and grasping the city wall and looking at the red-coated cannon, and his mouth was incoherently shouting, "What a clever thing that is." Gunpowder can be used like this, this land is amazing, who can tell me who made that thing, I praise him. ”

Everyone shook their heads and smiled bitterly. Artiman is a mad architect with a bizarre fanatical curiosity for any novelty gadget.

Wang Dan was moved in his heart, thinking that there were red-clothed cannons in this era, so why didn't he want to create a zào musket. I'll leave the specific research to Arteman.

What Wang Dan didn't know was that firearms had been used in the Ming Dynasty, which can only be blamed for not studying history specifically. In the previous history books, there was only a vague account of the Western colonial invasion army at the end of the Qing Dynasty knocking on the door of China with cannons and opium, and the Qing army at that time used bows, arrows, broadswords and spears. As a result of the battle, thousands of Qing soldiers were killed, and not even a single hair of the invaders was touched.

In the exclamation of the others, Wang was horrified to see that there were two large collapses in the upper part of the city wall, and the bodies of several guards soldiers killed by shells flew down to the outside of the city wall, and the people around them were busy staying away from the gap, as if they could be safe.

The worst thing was those Han Eight Banners who were loyal to the Qing Dynasty, because the shells hit the city wall, and only 2 shells killed more than 40 Han Eight Banner soldiers on the spot, and the Zhaojiabao guards also died five or six. The red-coated cannon stopped for a moment to clear the charge, and about ten minutes later ignited and fired again, this time after the Han Baqi killed more than a dozen people, he no longer cared about any military orders or not, in order to avoid the accidental injury of the shell explosion. They all fled into the distance.

Dolgon smiled cruelly, "There are too many Han barbarians, so they should be bombed like this, otherwise when can we really occupy that township fort, and in the future, when I enter the customs again in the Qing Dynasty, I will use red-clothed cannons to bombard those cities that dare to resist." ”

Fan Wencheng shook his head and persuaded, "If Lord Belle wants to conquer the Ming Dynasty, he also needs to put benevolence, righteousness and peace of the people first, so that the people of the Ming Dynasty will know that my Daqing Dynasty is a royal teacher granted by God. ”

Dolgon frowned impatiently and said, "I don't know what benevolence is, as long as those Han barbarians are unwilling to be loyal to and obey my Qing Dynasty, then use swords and arrows to make them obedient." ”

Fan Wencheng took out the posture of a good minister and persuaded Dolgon, "Lord Belle has the aura of a male lord who dominates the world, but the killing is too heavy and hurts the heavens and the peace. ”

Although Dolgon was extremely upset, he also knew that Fan Wencheng's wisdom was an important help to him, and he was also the overseer sent by the emperor's brother, so he had to pretend to be attentive.

The walls shook under the bombardment of the cannons, and the walls were riddled with bullet holes, and cracks stretched all over the wall, and it would not be long before the wall collapsed completely.

Fortunately, Arteman's carefully designed and built city wall insisted on not falling, which made the guards who retreated from the city wall gradually familiar with the bombardment of the red-coated cannons, and now they have reassembled and lined up under Zhao Dashan's command, preparing to fight to the death against the Eight Banners in the fort after the city wall collapsed.

It turned out that the genius design of Artiman was very good, and the red-coated cannon continued to fire until the barrel was red, and the city wall of Zhaojiabao still did not completely collapse, and the strange city wall that looked crumbling could not fall no matter how it bombed.

Dorgon received a report from his soldiers that the redcoat cannon was temporarily unusable, and could only be fired again after it had cooled down. Suddenly, his face became even more ugly, and he spit out four words from his mouth and ordered, "Dead soldiers bomb the city!"

Fan Wencheng was surprised, "How can the walls of this township fort be so strong, after breaking through this fort, please ask Lord Belle to leave the person who built the city, if you can persuade this person to be loyal to the Qing Dynasty, it is the greatest gain in this battle." ”

Dorgon nodded in agreement, in fact, he wanted the builders of the city to build him the most magnificent mausoleum in the world. Because he knew from the Han books that there was no immortal emperor in the world, no matter what kind of ruler would die, and he wanted to build an underground palace that surpassed all emperors, and wanted to overwhelm other emperors after death.

After the Qing army's red-clothed artillery stopped bombarding for half an hour, the Han Eight Banners launched another attack, and the guards hurriedly went to the city wall to defend, at this time the Zhaojiabao people were eating the pancakes made by the women in the fort, and only half of the Han Eight Banners came again, so the guards scolded the Eight Banners Tartars for not being human, and even they wanted to be full and be a full ghost.

The intensity of the attack this time was far less than during the day. It was also dark, and I don't know why Han Baqi didn't light a torch.

Wang Dan saw that the siege was not too fierce, so he concentrated on eliminating the meat pancakes in his hands, and the sixteen warriors around him also ate this thing, and it seemed that the pancakes were also very suitable for their taste.

Resarit, who had been keeping a close eye on the battlefield, suddenly warned the king, "Lord, look, what are those people doing. ”

Wang Dan looked in the direction of Resarit's guidance, and saw more than fifty Qing soldiers, each carrying sacks of hemp cloth, quickly rushing to the city wall, and after a while they left the city wall empty-handed.

Aryn, who was born into a Virgian nobleman, said worriedly to the king, "I wonder what evil plans those filthy and savage robbers are having. I always had a bad premonition. ”

Everyone fell into hard thought, and Wang Dan saw that a torch suddenly lit up in the dark Qing army camp, and then the torch was grabbed by a soldier and ran towards Zhaojiabao quickly. Thinking of the Lord of the Rings movies he had watched, Wang Dan suddenly figured out what they were going to do.

"Shoot the man with the torch." If he gets to the walls, we're doomed. Wang Dan shouted in horror for all the archers to shoot arrows and kill the Qing soldier, and when he finished speaking, he saw that the Qing soldier with the torch had already run closer, and the other archers in the arrow tower had just picked up their bows and were drawing their bows.

See this happens. Wang Da hurriedly shot an arrow with an elven warbow, and this arrow was fast and urgent, but it was accidentally shot in front of this Qing soldier. Qing Bing was stunned. He began to run towards the walls again.

The king's voice was hoarse in fear, because the Qing soldiers were already very close to the city wall, and although the other arrow towers had begun to shoot sparse arrows, none of them hit the Qing soldiers.

Wang Dan once again pulled out a skill arrow aimed at the Qing soldiers, he tried to relax his mind, and tried to restore the state of killing the enemy with an arrow, but suddenly an arrow accurately hit the Qing soldiers who ran wildly with torches, this arrow was nailed to the left chest of the Qing soldiers, and the murderer had to climb down and rest.

With the fall of the Qing soldiers, Wang Dan breathed a sigh of relief, and the arrow tower under his feet also let out bursts of cheers, and when he listened carefully, he was actually praising Zhao Xiaohu.

It turned out that the arrow was shot by the young man.

；“ Little Tiger is good. ”

；“ The little tiger shot too much. ”

These words of praise for Zhao Xiaohu are endless, Wang Dan is just a little unbelievable in his heart, this crisis was solved by a child, presumably he is very proud now.

"My lord, the crisis has not yet been resolved, and those men are trying to pick up the torch again, though I don't know what the role of the torch is. ”

Wang Dan saw that it was not, the torch that fell to the ground was being picked up by another Qing soldier next to him, but before he could run, he was shot into an arrow by the archers in the arrow tower of Zhaojiabao who reacted. But the Qing soldiers were like crazy, scrambling to grab the torches, and although they were constantly being shot to death, the torches were stubbornly being teleported to the near city walls.

At this time, the Han Eight Banners besieging the city also sent a large number of people to cover the Qing soldiers with torches, and they had the appearance of not giving up if they did not send the torches to the city wall.

Wang Dan sneered, and shot the arrow in his hand, which flew to the torch as fast as the wind, only to hear the sound of "touch!", and the burning part of the torch was hit by this arrow and turned into crushed crumbs, and could no longer be used for ignition.

The people of Zhaojiabao applauded, and many people shouted the slogan of the castle owner.

But the crowd did not rejoice for long, the camp built by the Qing army in the morning ignited several huge spring fires, countless torches were lit and passed to the hands of the Qing army, and then many Qing soldiers scattered with torches and rushed towards the city wall.

It turned out that the Qing army did not have torches lit in order to implement the plan, otherwise how could the army attack the city in the dark night, which is also Wang Dan's inexperience and could not find this unreasonableness.

Now so many Qing soldiers rushed towards the city wall with torches, and the arrows fired from the arrow tower kept shooting at them, but there were still several torches that were fast approaching.

Seeing that he could not stop their movements, Wang Dan knew that the most dangerous moment had come, and hurriedly called the sixteen warriors around him to follow him down the arrow tower, and as soon as they rode on the dragon elephant, they heard a loud noise, and the city gate burst into flames, and the entire section of the city wall disappeared. Accompanied by the falling bricks and many human limbs, including the Manchu Eight Banners and the Guards, this terrifying scene is a declaration of the power of gunpowder to the world. (To be continued......)