Outside the city, the whistling iron bullets fell to the ground, or hit the pile of soldiers pushing heavy artillery, and suddenly they were overturned and messed up; or the iron bullets fell in front of the heavy artillery, plowed out a deep ditch, and hit the pile of heavy artillery, which was also a broken limb and a broken arm, which was a terrible sight. Of course, more of the iron bullets were lost.

Seeing this scene, Philip IV in the distance breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at the generals of various countries around him: "I thought the Ming army was so accurate. So many artillery shot only five or six places, but that's it!"

When the generals heard this, they laughed. According to this preparation, the losses of the heavy artillery were within the range of bear, and it could even be said that it was better than expected. The heavy artillery of the coalition forces could be deployed in place and caused great damage to the city walls.

However, Thors Fujimori, the father of European artillery, did not think so. He looked grim and had a blue face. Because his focus was different, the focus he saw was that the iron bullets that did not hit the target were all located very close to the target. Although they did not hit the target, they had already revealed enough information.

According to his experience, the first gun landed so accurately, so if you adjust it slightly, the subsequent artillery shooting will be greatly improved. This shows that the artillery of the Ming army is not inferior to the heavy artillery of his side, and is even better; in addition, the artillery of the Ming army is obviously very experienced. Combining the two, he began to worry about the next artillery of the Ming army.

Sure enough, even if stimulated by the first round of artillery, the propulsion speed of those heavy artillery was much faster, but when the "boom boom" sounded again, the number of targets hit this time was doubled compared to the first time.

Philip IV and others in the distance saw him and couldn't laugh at all.

After a while, a general smiled and said with a little unconfidence: "Haha, Ming Jun is really lucky. He was hit so much this time! Next time, he will definitely not be so lucky!"

No one responded, making his speech and laughter seem a little lonely, and also made him embarrassed and consciously closed his mouth.

You should know that these people are all generals from various countries and are well-known in their own countries, otherwise they would not have been sent. Even if they didn't know much about artillery, they laughed at the first time, but the second time, the number of targets that the Ming army shot doubled. They knew by intuition that something was wrong.

When the next round of artillery attacks of the Ming army began, they all opened their eyes wide and looked at them. What was the situation of the Ming army's artillery? The third artillery attack should have been confirmed.

"Boom boom boom..."

The smoke of gunpowder rose into the air on the top of the city, and iron bullets roared out. This time, he hit several more targets than the last time.

At this moment, no one on the side of Commander Philip IV could laugh out loud, and their faces were gloomy, as if it was about to rain.

Thors Fujimori's face was also not good-looking. He knew that he could not just be beaten and fight back, otherwise the heavy gunners would probably collapse. So he immediately ordered to fight back on the spot and sent a messenger to the coach's location.

When the heavy artillerymen from all countries heard the military order, they all breathed a sigh of relief and rushed to place heavy artillery. Under the threat of death, they completed the setting of artillery positions as soon as possible.

Hearing the report sent by the messenger Thors Fujimori, Philip IV, knew that he could not attack the city wall with heavy artillery, so he gave up his previous plan and changed to the second plan. He immediately ordered the musketeers in the infantry formation to advance.

The drum beat sounded, and the European musketeers stepped on the drum beat, holding the muskets in their hands tightly. Some were still clamping guns, while others were already using flintlock guns and drove neatly towards Minway Fort.

The deafening sound of cannons was ringing, the smoke of gunpowder was roaring, and the iron bullets were roaring. The European musketeers in this team are worthy of being the elite veterans left over the years. No one retreated or feared, and they were just lined up in an orderly manner.

After crossing the heavy artillery position, he got closer and closer to the city wall. The whistling iron bullets hit the rows of people's walls, which was a hole. The hole was located in a broken human body. Except for the nearby soldiers who were affected, the other soldiers still held the muskets in their hands and stepped on the drums.

One row, one row, another, outside Fort Mingwei, countless rows of soldiers were wearing military uniforms of various countries of various colors, advancing amid the sound of cannons.

It's closer, closer to the city wall.

Suddenly, on the top of the city, smoke filled the guns and the sound of cannons became denser. The Ming army's medium-sized cannon finally roared.

In addition to iron bombs, chain bombs commonly used in naval battles have also begun to be fired. After this chain bomb is out of the muzzle, the two iron bombs are connected by iron chains, rotated and roared out of the city.

The soldiers of various countries who are advancing are swept by such chain bullets. There are no longer only one or two people in one row, but three or four. The kinetic energy of chain bullets will often continue to smash through two or three rows, and the increase in casualties is objective.

However, without ordering to open fire, these European musketeers gritted their teeth and lined up neatly to continue moving towards the city wall.

The coalition's heavy artillery finally opened fire.

"Boom boom boom..."

The iron bullets roared at the Fort Minway, some hit the front of the castle, some hit the base of the castle wall, some hit the wall of the castle, and some flew over the castle and into the city.

The Ming army in Fort Mingway was finally attacked.

The musketeer who was walking in the front was close enough to the city wall. The officers in the team finally breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to direct their subordinates to fire the guns.

However, at this moment, the sound of flintlock guns on the top of the city also rang out.

“Mush…”

The officers among the musketeers outside the city were the first to be attacked, and the soldiers who were playing drums were also taken care of. They were often hit by a few bullets at once and fell to the ground unwillingly.

The musketeers were indeed elite. They did not dare to shoot without orders and were still moving forward. However, without orders, the drum beats were gone. Finally, these musketeers were confused. They no longer walked forward bravely, but looked around.

“Mush…”

Many musketeers fell to the ground after being shot. Finally, some musketeers couldn't stand it anymore and began to shoot on the top of the city privately, driving others to shoot on the top of the city.

“Mush…”

At this moment, the sound of cannons and gunshots sounded in the Fort Minway, and the smoke filled the air, and it was blown away by the wind and then came out, as if there was smoke that could never be blown.

"Puff puff puff..."

The sound of lead bombs hitting the ground, the sound of human beings being shot, and the screams of soldiers falling to the ground were also mixed with the roar of firearms. In a short while, the land outside the city turned red.

No one expected that the first battle in Fort Minway would come particularly fiercely and tragically, and almost fell to the ground and massacre.

At this time, the number of people is completely meaningless. The protection of the city wall is actually the most critical.

Seeing that the front line had already collapsed, Philip IV knew that this attack would not have any results, so he had no choice but to order the troops to withdraw.

Hearing the sound of retreating, the soldiers on the attack were no longer as neatly as they had performed before, but ran back with their feet and wanted to evacuate the blood-filled land as soon as possible.

On the top of the city, amid the intermittent farewell of heavy artillery, there was the cheers of the Ming army. No matter what, it was finally worth celebrating that it easily repelled an enemy's attack.

Man Gui nodded repeatedly on the top of the city, and immediately ordered: "Come on, pay merit to the artillery battalion and the sharpshooter team!"

This first battle almost started with the battle between artillery soldiers, and always suppressed the artillery outside the city, achieving brilliant success.

In addition, the sharpshooters, that is, the soldiers in the army with rifled flintlock rifles, focused on the officers of the enemy outside the city, so that their command system would lose its due role in the first time, and prevented the musketeers from exerting their due power, greatly reducing the defensive pressure in the city.

Khmelnikki, at this time, pounced on the top of the city, looked out the city, looking at the coalition corpses all over the ground and the screams of the undead soldiers, and his heart was filled with confidence. It turned out that the Ming Dynasty was not only powerful in the cavalry, but also in the firearms army, which was so great!

When I turned around and found that the loudest cheers on the city were actually his tribe members, and some white people. Most of the soldiers from the Ming Dynasty were smiling, so they were relatively calm.

He turned his direction again and looked at the commander of the Ming army. When he saw them, it seemed as if nothing had happened. He just pointed at the enemy outside the city calmly and was discussing something in a low voice.

At this moment, Khmelnikki suddenly felt no fear of the hundreds of thousands of troops outside the city. He was very glad that it was right to defect to the Ming Dynasty. He believed that the Ming army would win in this battle! The Ming Dynasty would win!

Compared with the celebration of Fort Minway, the Allied Forces outside the city were in a low morale. Regardless of whether they participated in the war or not, as long as they saw the soldiers passing by this battle, they felt that this war would probably be very difficult.

The loss of three or four thousand people is just a drop in the bucket for the 500,000 army. The sharpness of the firearms in Minway is obvious to all. How to defeat them is the top priority for these European generals.

It has to be said that in this first battle, these European leaders led by Philip IV relied on their own military strength to underestimate the Ming army. However, these European generals were tempered in the Thirty Years' War and did not fail. In the military meeting held that day, generals from various countries made suggestions and discussed how to deal with the Ming army in Samara Fort.

Of course, they all rejected the quick battle and decision. The power of the Ming munitions would cause heavy casualties to the siege troops. No matter which country, they would not be willing to go first. Even the Spanish King Philip IV, who was the commander, would not want his Spanish army to consume the Ming army's ammunition.

Then the remaining methods of siege are either lacking, or they are time-consuming and labor-consuming.

There are nearly one million people, including the civil servants. The money and food consumed are astronomical every day. On the Eastern European plains, starting from European countries, civil servants travel and transporting food, grass and supplies, in an endless stream.

The war today may require long-term conquests to resolve it. The demand for money and food will be even greater. For this reason, the messenger sent back from the coalition command rushed to Aachen, an important city of the Holy Roman Empire, for 800 miles. Because the heads of state in the coalition all gathered here to take hot springs, waiting for the success of the war. The demands ahead were sent here, so that these kings would negotiate and then allocate materials to various countries to solve the problem.

At this time, it was actually the middle and late stages of the Thirty Years of Europe's War. The protracted war had caused great damage to the people's livelihoods in European countries. Except for the few vested interests in the war, everyone else was seriously affected. Even the entire population involved in the war decreased by about 20%.

Now, after plundering a round of money, grain and materials, we have to continue plundering money, grain and materials. How can the people make a living?

Aachen was the crowning place of the Holy Roman Emperor. It is called the center of Europe and the cradle of Europe. The kings of various countries are bathing in hot springs here, and therefore, countless serfs are gathering to serve these European nobles from various countries.

However, that night, at a gathering place of serfs in the suburbs, the serfs had been busy for a day and should have already gone to bed. However, in this big house, they were filled with serfs, surrounded by dim oil lamps in the middle, listening to a person in the middle whispering.

"You don't know that the Ming Kingdom is in the distance, and all ethnic groups are harmonious. The people there live a happy life. The cities of the Ming Kingdom are clean and tidy, and all kinds of goods are available. The people there are dressed in silk and satin, and they always hold their heads up and their chests when they go out..."

"The people in the Ming Dynasty are not a big deal. As long as you are willing to work hard, you will have a meal. Only a very small number of nobles are hereditary, but even so, as long as you can study, pass the imperial examination, and become officials, you can become nobles. Unlike us, we serfs, who are born in serfs forever!"

“…”

Everyone was listening with relish, no one spoke, no one interrupted. Everyone's face was full of yearning.

At the end, the speaker said in a hoarse voice: "Why did the nobles on our side suddenly not fight each other, but joined forces instead? It was because the Ming army was too powerful, and the Ming army came to kill us to give us serfs a good life, but those nobles who had been bullying over us were going to be defeated. They were afraid! You guys, should we fight to the death, or even starve to support these nobles to defeat the Ming army?"

Hearing this question, these people couldn't help but whisper and angrily: "Let these noble masters die!"

"Yes, let the nobles die and let the Ming army come here soon!"

“…”
Chapter completed!