Compared to Huang Taiji's puzzlement and surprise, the patriarch of the Urat tribe was bleeding. Seeing his tribesmen fall down under the arrows, he couldn't help but shout anxiously: "Hurry, protect with a shield! Hurry, another shield is added, two shields protect one..."

He turned around and shouted loudly at the direction of the large siege equipment slowly rolling behind him: "Hurry up, haven't you eaten? Why don't you push it up to cover it quickly, you're going to die..."

The Mongols behind him were not his tribe members, but from other Mongolian tribes. They had not trained before, so they naturally had no tacit understanding with each other. It is common for them to be disconnected from each other during wars.

Huang Taiji frowned from behind, and immediately ordered his personal guards to send orders to make the arrow tower and the stone castle behind move faster. With their cover, the effect will be much better, and the Ming army on the top of the city will not be able to shoot arrows with ease without restraint.

At this moment, the leader of the Urat tribe never felt that time had passed so slowly. In just a short while, he felt that it was very long, and he felt that it was only ten feet away. The catapult and arrow tower used a slower speed than the snail before crawling over.

The distance of the catapult was a little further than that of the arrow tower and stopped. Following the instructions of the people of the Eight Banners of the Han army, the Mongolians were busy and used all their strength to hit the piles, trying to fix the catapult as quickly as possible. Behind them were trucks of large stones pulled over, and a group of Mongolians were anxious to carry the stones under the catapult.

On those tall arrow towers, many Mongolian archers had climbed to the top along the ladder behind, full of archers. The burden brought by this was that these arrow towers were heavier, and the pushers were forced to increase, slowly pushing the arrow tower to the distance that the bow could shoot up to the top of the city.

The leader of Jianlu watched all this from a distance, and Dai Shan breathed a sigh of relief and said to Huang Taiji: "Your Majesty, after the stone-capping machine and arrow tower were in place, the Ming army on the top of the city was suppressed, and the speed of filling and digging holes and digging underneath could be much faster."

Huang Taiji nodded, looked up at the sky, and said with a little concern: "This battle must end early. It has been delayed for too long before. If the person who had eaten enough was hungry again and had no energy to fight, not to mention how he would face the Ming army, even morale would definitely have an impact!"

"Don't worry, when the road is filled, under the cover of the arrow tower and the catapult cart, the ladder cart and so many ordinary ladders will be on the so-called ants to attack the city, but that's it. This Gaizhou is not a strong city like Ning Jin. Maybe there is no need to hit the city cart, and the city will be taken..."

Before Dai Shan finished speaking, he heard a "boom boom boom" sound, interrupting his speech, making him turn to look in a little astonishment.

I saw smoke rising from the head of Gaizhou City. He had been through the battlefield for a long time and knew that artillery had just been fired in that place. Looking down, he saw two arrow towers and a stone trencher concentrated by iron eggs. Although the arrow towers and stone trenchers were built with thick wood, they were completely like paper-paste. They collapsed with a bang. Before the archers on the arrow tower could shoot an arrow, the stone trencher had already been reimbursed before they could throw a stone.

The wood was flying around, and the busy Mongolians and the people from the Eight Banners of the Han army were lying down. Those who were lucky enough to be affected were scared to death. They didn't care about the accomplices who were lying on the ground crying and shouting at their parents, and ran away with their heads in their arms.

Dai Shan couldn't speak anymore, looking at the city head in a daze. Huang Taiji's face also became very gloomy, and he said with hatred: "It was the first time that the fifteen artillery was shot, and he was hit three times. Why are these gunners more powerful than Ning Jin's gunners?"

Originally, Huang Taiji had a little luck. The Ming army suddenly captured Gaizhou and might not have brought heavy artillery. In Gaizhou, at most, there were a few small cannons seized by the Ming army. If the Qing Dynasty had not sent all the skilled gunners to Jinzhou for losses, this time they came to attack Gaizhou, they would not have used artillery to use catapults.

Now, the facts in front of him completely shattered Huang Taiji's luck. The Ming army not only brought artillery, but also had such a skilled gunner. He was sure that this was definitely not transferred from Guanning!

"Your Majesty, don't worry, it's probably just luck!" Dai Shan quickly comforted him.

How can artillery can be shot accurately is really a technical job. At least the Manchus are not all this material, and only the Han people have the ability. He has also seen the training of the gunners whom the Qing Dynasty finally collected and selected from them. It is impossible for them to have such a high hit rate. However, even such gunners are gone now.

If this comparison is made, Dai Shan is 70% sure that the Ming army's shelling was lucky enough! Otherwise...

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking to Huang Taiji, he heard another "boom boom" sound in his ears. Hearing the sound, there were waves of gunpowder rising from the head of Gaizhou City again. The cold wind blew, and the gunpowder was passing away.

When his eyes moved back to his position, he was shocked to find that this time, there were four arrow towers and two catapults hit, and the scene was in chaos again.

"This..." Dai Shan couldn't help but speak, but he could only say one word, so he couldn't continue. His old face was full of surprise!

However, Huang Taiji spoke out in shock and finished speaking: "How is this possible!"

This may be the gap in civilization. Although Jianlu and other Liaodong barbarians can chop people with knives and shoot bows and arrows, they cannot understand ballistics and do not know how to measure distances, marks, etc. They are used to seeing the accuracy of artillery in the past. Now they see the hit rate brought by the results of the training of the artillery battalion by countless artillery powder, it is strange that they are not dumbfounded!

However, Huang Taiji is a man who has been through the battlefield for a long time. He quickly turned around and realized the reality. The first time can be said to be luck, but the second time is definitely not luck, but strength.

He immediately issued an order in an anxious tone: "Send the order and speed up the advancement, otherwise even the target of living will be bombarded by the Ming army!"

After saying that, he saw the Mongolians and the people from the Eight Banners of the Han army running away on the front line, and shouted coldly: "Let the supervisory team come forward, and those who fled back without obtaining the military order will be executed on the spot!"

As the elite Jianlu, Huang Taiji's will was carried out as quickly as possible. Teams of Jianlu supervising teams were on the front line and executed those who escaped one by one, with their bodies in another place, effectively scaring those who were fleeing back.

Behind those large siege equipment, there were Jianlu urging them with swords and guns. It can be clearly seen that the speed of those large siege equipment has indeed accelerated!
Chapter completed!