Wu Zheng patted Chen Qicai on the shoulder and said, "I am not as good as you when using cannons, but how to use cannons? You are not as good as yours. Do as you say it. If you win today, you will naturally understand why this official arranged this way."

Chen Qicai said: "What if he loses?"

Wu Zheng kicked him and scolded, "Can you say something nice? Get out of here, go where you should be."

Chen Shoujie's estimate is correct.

After a stick of incense, the sound of the Tartars bombardment gradually faded.

Wu Zheng shouted: "The Tartars are going to attack the city, hurry up and prepare for war."

The Ming army soldiers began to run quickly, got up from the pile of sandbags, and returned to their original positions.

On the platform five miles away, Boro lowered his telescope in disappointment.

"Prince, the Ming army is no longer in chaos."

Duoduo suddenly smiled, "It's indeed a character. It's good that a decisive battle with such an enemy is very much in my wish."

Boro said: "Next, will you siege the city?"

Duoduo said: "No, let your cavalry beside you cavalry to mount a horse and shoot on the city wall."

Boluo's eyes lit up and said, "The prince is wise."

Duoduo glanced at Boluo and said, "Don't learn from the Southern Barbarians."

Boro smiled and said, "Yes."

....

Wu Zheng encountered a problem again. The Tartar infantry did not attack the city, but three thousand cavalrymen were riding and shooting at the city wall.

This riding and shooting is not stupid enough to stand under the city wall and shoot arrows against the city wall.

This is like seeking death.

Jianlu’s cavalry and shooting are very famous, and the cavalry of the left and right routes advance side by side.

When you reach the city wall a hundred steps, turn left and right, draw an arc under the city, and shoot arrows from the horse to the city wall when the queue is parallel to the city wall.

The two teams interspersed and then turned around again.

This is also because ordinary city walls are not high. If you really have a city wall like the one in the capital, riding and shooting is basically useless because the range is not enough. For tall and strong cities, you can only use large crossbows.

But the city wall in Hangzhou was one meter high. Even if the Taurus cavalry shot arrows a hundred steps away, relying on the speed of war horses, and the Tartars shot arrows from horses, the arrows were enough to cross the city wall and attack the defenders and courts on the wall.

However, the defenders on the city wall could not shoot effectively at the Tartar court because the Tartar cavalry had been moving rapidly and could not capture the target at all.

Unless it is covered with saturated shooting, the soldiers who shoot archers on the city walls become targets for the Tartars to ride and shoot.

The war losses between the two sides are absolutely disproportionate.

Therefore, Wu Zheng had to order the turtle to retreat.

Without a single arrow, he hurried under the battlements and used his head to resist.

This battle was indeed a frustrating one.

The Ming army did not fire a single arrow, and the only one was beaten.

The screams from time to time have caused the morale to fade away little by little.

Chi Erhan couldn't help but say, "Young Master, why don't I lead a team out of the city to fight?"

"Fuck! I don't look for death like this."

Xiao Anzi said: "Young Master, don't you order archery to fight back?"

"You have good archery skills, I know, you can stand up and try it. You have a chance to shoot an archery. But remember, just lie down after shooting, otherwise you will become a hedgehog."

Xiao Anzi drew the arrow, then took a breath, turned around and stood up, glanced for three breaths, and with a "chubby" sound, the arrow passed by like a meteor.

A Tartar cavalry fell when he heard the sound.

When the Ming soldiers hiding on the city wall saw it, they applauded.

This sound was really amazing, maybe it was a long time since I felt aggrieved.

Seeing Song Anshen’s writing, the depression in his heart suddenly burst out.

Xiao Anzi was a little excited, and he forgot Wu Zheng's instructions, and then shot another arrow and wanted to shoot.

Wu Zheng saw it and kicked Song An's side buttocks from the side, kicked Song An a few steps away, and fell to the ground.

At this time, the sound of "tap..." sounds rang out in a series of sounds.

At least dozens of arrows were nailed to the wall of the city tower where Song An originally stood.

Song An was sweating profusely on his forehead.

Wu Zheng cursed: "One time, if you dare not listen to me, you can get back to Wuzhuang."

Song An didn't even dare to respond.

....

Although it is thrilling.

But invisibly, Song An's arrow made the morale of the Ming army rise a lot.

What comes from this is the retreat of the Tartar cavalry.

In fact, everyone understands that no matter how powerful the cavalry is, it is impossible to truly attack the city.

Its function is more to show off and deterrent.

As long as the defenders shrink under the battlements, they rely on the power of riding bows to shoot at long distances, they do not have much lethality.

Logically, Jianlu cavalry and shooting are only targeted at the city towers, and often cooperate with infantry on both sides to fight against the wall.

But this time, it was obvious that Duoduo gave up the infantry and attacked the city at the same time.

When I found out that the Ming army did not eat this set, I would naturally not waste my energy and arrows.

Duoduo began to get a little embarrassed, and he felt a little tricky.

After shelling and cavalry, the morale of the Ming army increased instead of decreasing.

This is very strange.

When did Mingjun's will become so tenacious?

In fact, at this time, we should attack the city, regardless of whether the morale of the Ming army has risen really or fake.

For the siege, morale is a matter of one-stop success, then decline, and exhaustion.

Boluo didn't dare to speak, he understood that at this time Ti undoubtedly slapped Dodot loudly in the face.

The spit I spit out now has to be swallowed back, which is really a bit of abusing Duoduo's face.

But what Boluo did not expect was that Duoduo changed his words himself, "Transfer to this king's order and prepare to attack the city."

Boluo was stunned.

Duoduo glanced at him and said, "The situation of the war is changing rapidly, how can you be stubborn?"

Boluo replied: "The prince is wise."

This time, Duoduosheng was flattered by Boluo and nodded with satisfaction: "The order is to send the Han army to the vanguard, and the Eight Banners Army is under the siege. I think the artillery can continue to attack. Before siege, the shelling will be bombarded three rounds of flowering bullets, and then use solid bullets to attack the city gate three rounds."

"yes."

....

The effect of this shelling was far less than the first shelling.

Ming Jun, who had become accustomed to it, didn't even raise his head.

They all stayed in the sandbag with their eyes closed, and their heads were covered with sand and dust.

Occasionally, a few soldiers with bad luck won the jackpot, were hit or started by the air waves.

But this could no longer cause panic among the Ming army.

After a stick of incense, the real siege broke out.

At least tens of thousands of Tartar infantry, shields in their left hand and scimitar in their right hand, rushed towards the city wall with their backs like ants.

Looking down from above, it is a piece of black cloth, covering the city wall, densely packed, and can make people get goosebumps.

There were eight gaps in the Tatars' army siege.

This is the passage left for the ladder.

Chen Qicai became nervous first, "Sir, the enemy is close to two miles away, it's time to fire the fire."

Wu Zheng shook his head and said, "Wait."

Until the Tartar van approached a mile, Wu Zheng still did not order shelling.

Everyone was nervous.

At this time, Wu Zheng ordered loudly: "Prepare for war."
Chapter completed!