Gorgeous sparks came out of the gun mouth, flames splashed out, thick smoke rolled up, and the entire green grassland was filled with smoke, and cannonballs roared and flew towards the opposite city wall.

This time, the Mongols not only couldn't laugh, but also suffered heavy losses.

The city wall was smashed, rocks collapsed, and the city wall was hit, and a large area was immediately concave, and bricks and stones fell from the air. A large number of pits immediately appeared on the city wall that was originally as flat as a mirror.

Several shells fell on the city tower, and the bricks and stone tiles collapsed. There were bursts of screams from the city tower. Someone jumped directly from the city tower and landed directly on the ground more than ten meters high, with a loud bang.

More large numbers of shells fell on the city, among thousands of defenders who were completely unprepared. The shells leaped down and collided in the crowd again. Countless people were hit by shells. However, this round of bombardment had at least 100 lives harvested, and more wounded people were also killed.

The results of the first round of artillery were very brilliant, while the second round was only a dozen breaths away from the first round. The cannons were cleared and recharged and recharged, which was faster than the musket. With the efforts of the seven-man gun team, the cannons were reset, cleared and loaded, and then ignited the medicine bag fuze again. The gunpowder bag exploded and splashed flames. The shells flew out again and flew straight to the target place.

From Zhang Han's perspective, this is a very spectacular scene!

Although some people died under this scene, Zhang Han did not feel sorry or regretful.

This is a war, a life-and-death war, and when they are wailing, think about the heinous sins they or their fathers committed decades ago.

If someone likes forgiveness and likes to convince others with virtue, then even if you do it in your own way, in Zhang Han's heart, at this moment, he only appreciates the situation in front of him, and everything makes him feel extremely proud.

Rocks collapsed, blood splattered, and people were blown up by shells. These descendants of the Mongolian Iron Cavalry who once traverseed Europe and Asia had broken the border many times and brought endless pain to the people of the Ming Dynasty. Now they were crawling under the cannon fire. They died like insects, or were constantly wailing after being seriously injured. There were even many tough and stubborn men who looked crawling on the ground in the cannon fire, trembling all over and even crying.

After twelve consecutive rounds of shelling, the city was silent, with only the strong smell of sulfur permeating the city, and light smoke kept floating up. The city was full of corpses. The people who were blown up not only leaked blood, but also their internal organs flowed out. There were broken arms and limbs, heads, arms, thighs, human intestines, blood flowed everywhere, shells and gravels piled up, and spears and bows were thrown all over the ground.

Liang Xing was observing the command car at a high point. He felt a little regretful. If he had prepared earlier, the Yi Fu would have entered the city after this round of artillery attacks. He would have been very likely to break the city directly!

After all, the Beilu had never experienced such a strong shelling. The continuous and rapid rounds of artillery directly crushed the defenses on the entire southern city wall. A large number of city walls were smashed, and the city was in chaos, with broken limbs and dead bodies everywhere. Those who were slightly faster had already run down the city tower, hiding at the corner of the city corner or running away directly. Some people were hiding in the Tibetan military cave. The city walls built by Altan Khan were imitating the Ming military system. Most of the Ming city walls had empty Tibetan military caves. There were many northern barbarians on the city head who were quite savvy. When they escaped, the shells roared down, and it was not safe below the city head. However, the Tibetan military cave was very thick. The shells only smashed the city bricks on one side of the city wall, making small caves, which were difficult to break the defense and threatened the interior of the Tibetan military cave.

The city tower at the south gate was also damaged in many places, and it seemed that beams and pillars were hit. The entire city tower was still filled with violent smoke and dust, which made people confused and could not see what it was.

"Sir, it's a pity." After the shelling stopped, some people came up with fearful Beilu, but they learned their lessons and did not gather around the city wall, but mostly stayed under the city or in the hidden military cave.

The Beilu collapsed during the bombardment just now, but after the shelling stopped, the nobles in the city forced the herdsmen and armored soldiers to walk to the city again. These people were still in shock. However, as long as there were people on the city, it means that the city defense system had not completely collapsed. Liang Xing's regret was that he did not prepare equipment such as ladders or chariots in advance, otherwise he would have broken into the city just now.

"It's not that simple." Zhang Han smiled and said, "The trapped beasts are still fighting. The Beilu was surrounded by us and the road of life is cut off. After the Ant Envoy entered the city, the Beilu still stuffed tens of thousands of people into the city. Our army had to pay a considerable amount of casualties before attacking. I wanted to take this city earlier, but if it had to pay a considerable amount of casualties, it would be a loss."

Liang Xing nodded and said, "Since that's the case, the artillery will be called to set off a round in half an hour. The baggage soldiers and civilians are preparing, and they can start the action in the afternoon."

The base of ammunition of Heyusheng's artillery is a continuous twelve rounds of bombardment, which is determined by the load of each towed gun truck and ammunition truck. In addition to transporting shells, a large cart also has ammunition stored in wooden barrels, as well as a considerable number of artillery auxiliary tools. It may also carry shotguns and grenades in the future. During high marching, the ammunition truck may also have to bear the carrier of gunners. At present, after the twelve rounds of bombardment, the barrel also needs to be cooled for a long time before it can be used. The base ammunition of the entire artillery was determined after several pulling and live ammunition drills.

The bombardment just now happened to be completed. According to Liang Xing's arrangement, it is estimated that the Mongolians will not be able to calm down on this day.

"Don't be too fixed," Zhang Han reminded: "Otherwise, they will hide when it's time to go, and we're reminding them to have dinner."

Liang Xing agreed with a smile, and Li Shenming, who was standing beside him, said with a rare sigh: "In this way, those who have been in the city these two days have really lived like a New Year."

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In the afternoon, the luggage troops and civilians had prepared similar amounts of earthwork, and a large amount of hemp buns were put into use. He Yusheng has always been in short supply in terms of materials, not only hemp buns, but also a lot of shovels with very sharp steel mouths and various tools.

More than 20,000 civilians and 20,000 baggage soldiers, the amount of soil dug out in one afternoon was already amazing.

In the evening, the baggage soldiers began to pile up marinades in the selected places.

At this time, the city had experienced five or six rounds of artillery bombardment. There were also half a regiment of artillery soldiers in the north of the city, and the Beilu on the top of the city tasted the same taste at the south gate. When the baggage soldiers appeared, there were only a small number of observation posts on the top of the city, and even the city tower at the south gate was collapsed half of it. This made many military personnel feel sorry for... It is obvious that after taking Qingcheng, everyone had to spend their efforts to repair the city tower. After each round of artillery attacks, many military officials who regarded Qingcheng as their belongings were crying and howling.

When the baggage soldiers and civilians appeared in front of the formation, the Beilu at the top of the city also had a stir. Perhaps they did not understand the meaning for a while. After the first round of landblocks were placed and reinforced according to the instructions of the engineers, in the eyes of the Beilu at the top of the city, a mound of earth that was two hundred steps long and about thirty steps wide appeared.

It was obvious that the Beilu on the top of the city was in panic, and someone rushed down the city tower, probably to report the news.

Zhang Han and others looked at the performance on the city wall with great interest. They all had telescopes. The people on the city wall looked like the size of a mole cricket in the telescope. They screamed, ran, and the expressions on their faces could be vaguely seen. This was a very interesting experience.

On the battlefield, people seem to have become cruel, and enjoy seeing the pain and panic of the enemy.

Even the civil servants watched it with relish. The war in front of him was very important to the overall situation of He Yusheng, which led to many civil servants who were usually very busy and ran to Qingcheng together. For them, the war in front of them was not nervous at all, but seemed to be a kind of leisure and relaxation.

Before dark, a large group of Beilu finally ran to the city again. Zhang Han saw that there seemed to be many Taiji running up to see the Tumo.

Fengqiu is very close to the city wall, with a front distance of only about 150 steps. The baggage and civilians are like large groups of ants. After erecting the base, they begin to spread forward. The soil bundles are thrown before the base. Seeing the earth mound forward, the people on the city are obviously panicked.

At first, the Beilu shot downwards again. At this time, they were not very worried about being bombarded by artillery. After all, the distance of 200 steps was too close. Even the Beilu understood that this distance would likely hit their own people, and it was unlikely that the merchant army would set off fire.

But this distance was too far from the Beilu's bow and arrows. The Beilu at the top of the city gathered a lot at once, densely packed like a large group of ants. They shot down hard, but more than 90% of the bow and arrow fell down in less than 150 steps, and inserted obliquely on the turf. Only a few arrows could float to the mound. However, there was a group of war soldiers on the periphery, holding up a tall card to block most of the arrows outside the mound.

After such a defense, only a small number of arrows could hit the baggage soldiers, and the outermost baggage soldiers were wearing mail, and they were simply disdainful of these exhausted arrows.

Maybe it was because he saw that the bow and arrow were useless, and there was another turmoil on the top of the city. The Northern Territory began to fuck him and started to get artillery.

There was no response at all under the city. Beilu's artillery was fixed on wooden gun mounts. They had no way to adjust the muzzle to flat or dive, and it was not threatening the baggage and engineers who were carrying out civil engineering operations.

After the artillery fired, the villagers were threatened to a certain extent. The cannonballs fell down between the villagers who were carrying the earthblocks and bounced up large pieces of turf.
Chapter completed!