After Wang Pu and others discussed for a few days, the army also built many large-scale siege equipment and finally launched an attack.

But it is not a siege, but a shelling.

The Ming army brought more than 100 artillery pieces. Although most of them were small cannons, even pearl muskets were included, there were more than a dozen large Franchise machine cannons that could hit about a mile.

Wang Pu and others didn't know how many artillery guns were in Ninghua Institute, nor did they know how powerful those artillery guns were.

So unanimously decided to shell the shell first, try the firepower inside and then decide on the attack method.

So, in the early morning of April 16, the seventh year of Chongzhen, Wang Pu sent 5,000 troops to cover artillery with shield chariots and large shields, and slowly advanced towards Ninghua.

Qin Chuan had already appeared on the city of Ninghua Institute.

The Three Thousand Emperors Army was ready for battle, and dozens of artillery were loaded with ammunition and medicine, and they could open fire at any time.

Qin Chuan held a telescope in his hand and kept observing the opponent's formation and distance.

Next to dozens of cannons on the third floor and on the roof, there was also a gunner holding a telescope to observe carefully.

There are distance signs outside Ninghua Institute, three miles, two and a half miles, two miles, etc.

When the distance of the target is very accurate, the landing point of the shell will be very accurate.

"General Tianwei's artillery preparation."

When Qin Chuan saw that the enemy in the telescope was about to advance to a distance of three miles, he shouted.

"yes!"

"fire."

With Qin Chuan's order, eight generals of Tianwei roared together, and eight iron bullets thicker than fists cut through the sky, making sharp and harsh howling sounds in the air.

In the central army formation behind the Ming army, Wang Pu, Lu Jiude, Wang Dehua, Wang Kun and others widened their eyes and stretched their necks.

The few artillery shells accurately smashed into the formation of the five thousand Ming troops. The iron bullets that were larger than fists were extremely powerful. A large shield that was as thick as five inches was actually penetrated. The Ming troops hiding behind died on the spot. After the artillery shells landed on the ground, they raised a large area of ​​mud and sand, and then continued to bounce back. All the Ming troops who were hit by the past fell to the ground one after another.

In addition, a shield car and two large shields were smashed and separated on the spot, and the Ming army behind them also suffered great trouble.

Despite the shield chariots and large shields, the number of casualties caused by these eight shells was still as many as thirty or forty people.

Wang Pu, Lu Jiude and others' expressions suddenly became ugly.

Zeng Caofei deliberately asked someone to take the cannonball that was still emitting blue smoke, and then his face became even more ugly.

The Qin thieves had red barbarian cannons, and they could knock such a large shell three miles away, which was definitely a heavy artillery of more than 3,000 kilograms.

“Continue to advance!”

Wang Pu, who came back to his senses, raised his hand and shouted loudly.

This battle still needs to be fought. I definitely don’t expect to conquer Ninghua Institute today, but I have to try out all the details of the surname Qin.

The five thousand Ming troops continued to advance, but the cannons on the walls of Ninghua City continued to roar.

When they entered two miles away, the Ming army had already lost three shield cars, five large shields, and a large Franc machine cannon was destroyed. Without the cannon car, the gunner could not lift the heavy cannon, which was equivalent to temporarily being scrapped.

At this time, the twelve red-clothed generals on the top of the city also ignited the induction medicine and rumbled out anger.

With the addition of these twelve cannons, the deaths and injuries of the Ming army suddenly became larger.

But under the encouragement and coercion of the officers behind, the Ming army still slowly advanced.

When they finally arrived a mile away, the Ming army's gunners began to slap the foot of the Fran machine cannon. Before they could target the city of Ninghua Institute, they were hit by a devastating blow.

On the top of the city, twenty large Franc machine cannons also ignited the guinea pigs and fired them together with the red-clothed general's cannon. With the roar of the angrily thunder of heaven, dozens of shells roared and penetrated into the Ming army formation like thunder.

For a moment, the Ming army's shield chariot and the big shield were split into pieces, wood chips flew everywhere, screams connected together, resounding throughout the sky.

In just a few dozen breaths, the twenty large Francis machines on the top of the city spewed out their anger again, and the Ming army, who had not yet responded, fell into chaos again.

After only three guns were fired, the Ming army scattered and ran back to death.

Only two or three hundred broken corpses and a bunch of broken shields were left on the battlefield.

The war loss ratio is not large, but the deterrent power of the opponent's artillery is greater than that of the war loss.

Wang Pu did not let his personal soldiers kill the defeated soldiers, but sent another army to risk his life to drive the battlefield, and paid the price of hundreds of casualties to bring back the cannons.

Then, Wang Pu waved his hand and led the generals to withdraw his troops back to the camp.

...

On the wall of Ninghua District, Qin Chuan put down the telescope in his hand and rubbed his slightly sore eyes.

"Boss, I haven't used this gun yet, why did those bitches get rid of it?" Huang Liuxi, who was standing beside him, raised the rifled gun in his hand and said with a depressed look on his face.

Qin Chuan smiled and said, "Let's wait, they will come tomorrow and the next day, and your gun will come in handy."

"Will they come tomorrow?"

"There are ten things to come, and... you can look at the towering wooden towers in their camp, which are siege towers. Since the artillery was found, few people have used siege towers, because such a big thing will become a target for artillery."

"There is no other way for officers and soldiers to do that thing. Our city is strong and the walls are high, and the artillery is stronger than them. They can't attack it, so they can only do that thing."

"Those catapults, i.e., the refrigerated cannons, are quite threatening to us. When we defend the city tomorrow, our cannons must aim at the catapults, so don't let them smash the city wall."

Huang Liuxi nodded thoughtfully and asked again: "Boss, where is the siege tower of the officers and soldiers? What should I do to deal with?"

Qin Chuan pointed to the crisscrossing trenches outside Ninghua Institute and said, "The reason why so many trenches were dug is to block the opponent's large siege equipment. Their siege tower could not move when it arrived in this area. They had to be laid with thick wooden boards on it. Some places even had to be filled with soil, which would inevitably delay the speed of advancement."

"In this way, we have enough time to clean up the catapults first, and then turn around and bombard the siege towers."

"But it may be too late. In this case, it depends on you. You and other brothers with rifled guns will specifically aim at the officers and soldiers who push the siege tower and try to delay their advancement speed."

"Okay."

Huang Liuxi patted the rifled rifle in his hand with confidence.

Qin Chuan also patted his shoulder, then turned around and saw Li Dingguo standing aside, and he was shocked to hear it.

He was surrounded by Liu Wenxiu and Ai Nengqi. The former looked thoughtful, while the latter kept staring at the huge General Tianwei guns placed not far away.

"Your legs are fine?"

Qin Chuan walked over and asked Liu Wenxiu with a smile.

Liu Wenxiu bowed her fists and replied: "Sir, I'm sorry, my kid's leg is no longer a big deal."

"It's fine. After seeing the power of those cannons, if I have two hundred more cannons, can I win the world?"

Hearing this question, Liu Wenxiu was silent.

Ai Nengqi, who was beside him, turned around and raised a finger, said in an old-fashioned manner: "I heard that Jiannu has three heads and six arms. Two hundred is not enough to defeat Jiannu. If you have a thousand cannons like this, you can sweep across the Central Plains and bombard Liaodong. This world is yours."

"Hahaha."

Qin Chuan raised his head and smiled a few times, then patted Ai Nengqi on the shoulder and said, "Jiannu will be here in a few days. At that time, I will show you whether they are three heads and six arms."

After saying that, Qin Chuan turned around and walked downstairs, and told his men to go out to clean the battlefield.

...

As Qin Chuan expected, the next day, the officers and soldiers launched another attack.

Moreover, this time it was a large-scale attack.

There were about 20,000 Ming troops who were put into the battlefield, densely packed, pushing heavy shields, carrying long ladders, or shouting horns, pushing and pulling the ground to slowly move the four three-meter-high sieve sieve towers towards Ninghua.

The siege towers are nailed in front of the thighs, neatly arranged logs to resist shells, and there is a long slanting ladder behind them, which can not only allow soldiers to climb up the siege tower quickly, but also serve as a support. There are two logs on both sides as support to avoid being overturned by artillery, and there are also thick oblique baffles to protect the soldiers behind them.

Such a siege tower is very heavy, and each tower requires dozens or even hundreds of people to push and pull forward slowly.

As soon as he entered the three-mile distance, the eight Tianwei General cannons from Ninghua Institute opened fire, aiming specifically at the four siege towers.

The logs as thick as the thighs could barely block the shells, but the soldiers who pulled the rope in front were in trouble. They could smash a bunch of people into pieces with blood and blood.

Moreover, the logs on the siege tower were broken by shells from time to time, and the firmness of the entire tower was gradually decreasing.

Wang Pu and others were determined to attack this time. Most of the officers led their personal soldiers to fight behind, cheering and shouting. Although almost every shell was injured or killed, there were only single-digit casualties at each time, which seemed insignificant in the vigorous army.

When the army advanced to two miles apart, the red-clad general's artillery from Ninghua Institute also opened fire.

The casualties of the Ming army were gradually increasing, and each round of artillery fire caused dozens or even hundreds of casualties.

But the artillery needs to cool down.

After firing five or six rounds, the artillery at the city of Ninghua Institute stopped firing and cooled down the barrel, otherwise the barrel would easily explode if it was overheated.

Seeing the artillery at the top of the city stopping, the Ming generals took the opportunity to cheer up loudly, and the momentum of the officers and soldiers suddenly rose again, and the speed of propulsion was greatly accelerated.

After five or six hundred casualties, the Ming army finally advanced to a distance of one mile.

At this time, a piece of wood suddenly came out behind the siege towers and began to assemble the catapults.

On the top of the city, Qin Chuan hurriedly shouted: "All artillery hits the opponent's catapult."

The artillery that had dissipated to a certain extent adjusted the firing angle and direction, aimed at more than a dozen catapults that were still assembled, and spewed out the flames.

After one round of artillery, two catapult trucks that were still assembled were beaten to pieces, and the Ming army around them also screamed in succession.

The four siege towers continued to advance. When they reached a distance of 300 steps, they encountered a trench dug.

The Ming army was prepared for this, and they took out logs from the siege tower, put them on the trench, and then laid thick wooden boards on it, and then shouted a trumpet to push the siege tower up.

On the third floor of Ninghua City, Huang Liuxi poked the rifled rifle in his hand out of the gun hole, pressed the butt against his shoulder, tilted his head, closed one eye, and aimed at the Ming army who was pulling the rope under the siege tower.

"If you blow my face, you have to kill a few more people for me."
Chapter completed!