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Chapter 75: Bombing the Fortress

Of course, the solidity of this small village is still very different from the real city. There are trenches outside the walls, not a wide moat; the city wall of about four meters is not high...

The vanguard led by Han Shouzhong had already set up a formation outside the west gate. When the artillery arrived, he began to set up positions on the side of the gate, hidden behind several rows of sword and shield soldiers. The protection trench was quickly dug out and twenty "flying thunder cannons" were laid out.

The troops on the city were also on high alert, rolling wood and rocks, and gunpowder weapons were brought up to prepare to deal a heavy blow to the enemy who was sieging the city.

As much as our army, he still wants to be a turtle with his head? Meng Jiucheng really looked down on Liu Wenzheng. He rose for a while in the troubled times, but it was difficult for him to last forever.

"General, you're all ready." Qian Bang trotted over with the habitual professional smile on his face.

"Fire the city! The command of the Han government will be ordered to attack immediately after the city is broken." Meng Jiucheng nodded and issued an order.

Half an hour passed, if the county town wanted to send reinforcements, it would probably be almost in the ambush circle. There should be no problem in winning, and there is no need to wait anymore, just break the city and win!

"Infantrymen dodge." Qian Bang ran back excitedly and personally conveyed the order.

The sword and shield soldiers turned left after hearing the order and gathered in the battle formation led by Han Shouzhong, revealing the black iron tube half buried underground.

After receiving the order, Han Shouzhong glanced at it from a distance, frowned slightly, turned his head and raised his telescope and looked at the wall of the village.

"Generals of all armies, pay attention to the flag of the central army and follow the orders." Another commander rushed past.

This battle is a bit different! Almost all the Red Turban soldiers were puzzled, and while they were confused, they also developed a strong sense of mystery.

"Test-fire!" Qian Bang waved the flag and conveyed instructions to the artillery.

After a while, with a "boom", a thunderbolt roared, and a physical shell flew out, drew an arc in the air, and bounced twice after landing, about one meter away from the village wall.

This kind of local artillery has a satisfactory landing error of less than ten meters. Zhu Yongxing stood up immediately, observed for a moment, issued a command to shoot, and then jumped off the horse and pulled the reins tightly.

"What the hell are you doing?" Hu Xian lay down on the wall of the village and looked down. What was the thing that was thrown over, was it a stone?

"Boom, boom, boom..." Twenty flying thunder cannons kept roaring, and the smoke from the launching of the medicine bag immediately enveloped the artillery position.

The shells were thrown out of the barrel and flew towards the camp along their respective trajectories in the air, attracting the attention of the soldiers of the two armies.

Suddenly, a strong white light flashed, and then, an unprecedented explosion exploded violently outside the village wall with a "boom". The earth trembled violently in the explosion, and a dazzling flash came into view!

Before people could react, the big explosions resounded through the world, fires burst out, smoke rose, and screams and exclamations were faintly mixed in it.

All of his vision became blurred, and the explosion of smoke blocked the village gate and part of the village wall, and it was in chaos.

Huo, Han Shouzhong tightly pulled the reins and comforted the restless horse. His ears buzzed, but his heart was shocked and his head was a little confused.

Even Ma Leizi is quite scary, not to mention that the shells with more than ten kilograms of gunpowder exploded. The shells did have errors. Some exploded outside the village gate and walls, and some flew over the village walls and exploded.

The village gate was hidden in chaos. The unprepared enemy troops were injured by the gravel mixed in the shells. The surviving enemies were also shocked to death. It was very difficult to breathe. The air seemed to be burned out and squeezed away.

Amid the thunder after thunder, their faces were dull and they opened their mouths hard. With every breath they breathed into their bodies, they were full of choking smoke. The scorching smoke was burning in the throat and between the lungs, and it was so hot that it was about to explode again in a person's chest.

Explosions followed by sound, as if endless, hitting the enemy's heart violently. When the shaking earth finally calmed down, the smoke of gunpowder slightly dissipated in the wailing and screams. The camp gate was already shaking and shaking. The village building collapsed with a rush, and the defending personnel on the village wall were already in chaos.

Meng Jiucheng glanced at the stunned messenger beside him and ordered loudly, "The artillery continues to load and prepares to launch. The soldiers stepped forward and attacked across the trenches."

As soon as the banner moved, the soldiers rushed out of the battle formation with long ladders and laid on the trench outside the village wall. The enemy troops in chaos hardly fought back.

It's no wonder that neither the Red Turban Army nor the Liu Family Army have ever seen such a terrifying scene. The loud explosion made the sound and light effect very shocking.

The trench leading to the village gate was soon paved with wooden ladders, but the flag did not move, and Han Shouzhong could only turn his head anxiously and dare not act without permission.

It seemed that there were signs of gathering again! Meng Jiucheng saw the crowded figures in the camp, pursed his lips, showed a hint of sneer, and ordered: "Architecture bombardment."

"Boom, boom, boom..." After a series of roars, twenty more shells flew towards the camp one after another. Before they exploded, they could vaguely hear the enemy's panic screams and howls.

The explosions were one after another in screams and screams, and it took a while to stop. The Liu family army, who gathered slightly, not only suffered heavy casualties, but also completely stunned.

"My lord is dead, and Commander Hu is dead!" The exclamation grew from small to large, aggravated the chaos.

The smoke of gunpowder has not yet dissipated, and the flag has moved, it is already a signal of attack.

"Attack, kill the enemy." Han Shouzhong waved the big knife in his hand and shouted loudly. Although he shouted loudly, he felt that his voice was very small. This was the sequelae of hearing not recovering after the loud explosion.

"Rare, kill!" Under the leadership of the officer, the somewhat dull Red Turban soldiers woke up as if they were dreaming, shouting and following the officers to rush towards the village wall.

The smoke of gunpowder has dissipated a little, and people can blur the miserable scenes of the enemy camp. The gate of the village has disappeared, and the walls have collapsed several times, one on the left and the other on the right, and there are smoke. Around them are lying bodies and enemy soldiers wailing in pain.

The Red Turban Army, who rushed into the camp, encountered little resistance, and the large group of people rushed in, shouting and persuading to surrender quickly penetrated into the town.

Hu Xian was killed in the second round of bombardment, and Liu Wenzheng was unsure of his life and death and was carried away by two confidants. Ximen's defenders were already defeated. Although there were not many casualties from the flying thunder cannon, psychological blows were the most important.
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