The moment the white smoke rose, Gongzi thought of a word that he had often heard in recent years.

Gunpowder.

I've heard of it, I haven't seen it, but it doesn't prevent you from associating.

A rumbling sound came after a few moments, as if to verify his judgment.

Its flame is purple, its smoke is white, and its roar is like thunder.

It's just that he doesn't know why gunpowder is used so far away, and in his opinion, gunpowder should be a weapon for defense, just like hot water or dung thrown downwards when defending a city.

In front of the battle, ten iron pills rolled on the dry and flat ground, shooting densely into the elite archers and shield-wielding elites assembled by the Wei army.

The scorching iron ball, with the speed of harvesting life, smashed the legs of the front row and smashed the ribs of the back row.

Not many people were killed in the first shelling, only twenty or thirty, and the dense formation that was just for the sake of accumulating fire and raising shields close to the city wall was torn apart in an instant.

The Wei soldiers had never imagined that they would be attacked at such a distance, and they had never seen such a bloody scene as the impact of iron balls.

Almost at the moment when the iron ball landed, the original formation spread out in an instant, many people retreated, and many people dodged to both sides.

The drums were still beating, but the soldiers were in disarray and did not dare to move forward.

Gongzi noticed the chaos in front of him, and soon knew the situation in front, so he could only ask people to keep beating drums, restrain the soldiers, continue to maintain the formation, and not rush randomly.

The opposite city wall is strange, and the people who defend the city are the disciples of the Mo family, and if they rush randomly, they will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

However, the restraint of the drums could not match the first appearance of this weapon that was out of bounds.

In the chaos, white smoke came out for the second time, and the team that had not yet fully launched the siege formation was completely confused, and some people had already abandoned their armor and dragged their troops backwards.

Inside the city, Meng Sheng stood on the city wall, watching the situation of the Wei army, waiting for the third shelling.

As expected, the Wei people's deployment speed was seriously slowed, even if the two shelling did not kill a few people, but the scene of flesh and blood gave Wei soldiers a great shock.

Siege is never a long line of rushing up, especially after hundreds of years of strife, the nations know that they need to spread out the array to break through from one or more points, use archers to suppress the city, and rely on elite soldiers to assault.

Either dig the walls, climb them, or hit the gates with a chariot.

Those who can take the lead in attacking the city must be elites, so they can't be chaotic, and they must maintain a formation to be able to break through immediately after approaching the city wall.

And given the degree to which the ten steps and one drum maintained the organization of the battle column, the advance speed must be slow, and the elite with the shield could not stop the iron ball shells that were not heavy.

A shrill voice came from outside the city, the Wei army was regrouping, and if it didn't rush over like a flock of sheep, Gongzi knew that it would be a rout.

The disciples of the Mo family on the rammed earth fort did follow the steps neatly, cleaning the cannon chamber, extinguishing the sparks inside with a damp cloth, and cleaning up the residual gunpowder residue inside.

The defenders on the city wall are not panicked, and this feeling that they can hit others and others can't hit them can greatly reduce the panic of the soldiers.

Meng Sheng swept to both sides, and found that as expected, the Zheng and Han armies had already been deployed, and they had taken the lead in launching an attack on the city wall.

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On the north wall, the concave star-shaped earthen wall, Shi had already led more than 500 firefighters to arrive.

Zheng people's arrows flew, but these people took refuge in the breasted walled fortress prepared in advance, and observed from the observation hole behind a simple masonry structure.

It's a thin masonry structure, and if there's a cannon on the other side, it's a live target.

However, the other side did not, so there was no need to build the walls to the odd, sloping level of tamped soil to defend against artillery fire from the opposite.

The Zheng people didn't know what was going on on the Wei side, and the elite shield-wielding foot soldiers had already crossed the moat and were slowly advancing under the city walls full of pitfalls and bamboo sticks.

A smile appeared on Shi's face, Zheng Ren's attack was in the wrong position.

Their main direction of attack was to leave the place where the two concave faces of the city gate met.

Perhaps for the attacking side, the place where these two concave faces meet is the most suitable for deploying troops. Otherwise, it will be difficult to deploy troops by attacking the prominent starlight convex surface.

It's just that for the defenders, a straight wall with concave slopes on both sides can also maximize their firepower, making it impossible for the attackers to defend.

The shield can indeed defend against the feathered arrows and crossbows in front, but how can it be defended against the side ones?

He stepped out of the brick wall, and the soldiers he had brought with him had already unfolded the wooden fork support, and the heavy fire gate hand cannon was on the support and was facing the attacking Zheng army.

The 100 musketeers and 500 maneuvers brought by Shi were assigned to both sides of the concave wall, waiting for the enemy to continue to approach.

Some brave men were also beside the brazier, feeling out of the reserved rammed earth pit those simple powder mines that could be thrown, ready to throw at any time.

The drums outside the city were beating, and seeing that the elite of the Zheng people carrying the wooden ladder and covering with a shield had approached within twenty paces, they were about to launch an attack.

Shi shouted to his side, and the herald behind him waved his flag.

The musketeers, who had been trained for several months, looked at the gunpowder piled up near the fire gate and thanked that there was no wind or rain today.

The slow-burning rope slowly approached the igniting gunpowder, and after a shout, the firewire ignited the gunpowder.

After a puff of white smoke, the gunpowder used to ignite the inside quickly erupted into a purple flame, igniting the sturdy push charge filled with the hand cannon.

Bang...... Bang......

It's not neat, but it can also be counted as a salvo.

The firecrackers on the concave walls on both sides lit their cannons almost at the same time, and lead bullets flew out, and the entire city wall seemed to burn, and the smoke of gunpowder with the pungent smell of sulfur filled the air.

Several lightweight, iron-clad cannons that could only fire stones and the like also burst into flames.

The gunpowder thunder ignited in the hands of the brave men was also thrown towards the place where the Zheng people were concentrated.

All this was almost at the same time, because the Zheng people had never seen gunpowder, nor had they ever seen such a method of warfare, and they tried to beat it to collapse in an instant.

This can only be used once, and later it will be necessary to shoot from a distance, and this time it is mainly a psychological deterrent.

Six hundred crude firearms were still lethal enough at a distance of fifty paces.

The Zheng soldiers under the city did not expect this situation at all, and were hit by more than three hundred people in an instant, and those shields held in front could not defend against the attacks from the flanks.

Zheng Zhi, who had been hit by a buckshot shot, was rolling on the ground in pain, and it would have been better if he had died in time, but those who had not died were hit by the heavy hand cannon, leaving huge wounds.

And those who were hit by the shotgun sand and gravel were covered in blood.

What is even more terrifying is that the gunpowder mines thrown from the city walls may not kill a few people, but the impact and explosion caused by the dense crowd are still a nightmare that these soldiers who have never seen gunpowder weapons cannot endure.

A lot of people are stunned and completely forget what they're going to do.

The formation was broken, and those who approached with their shields threw away their shields; Those who carry the wooden ladder will still have the wooden ladder at their feet.

On the city wall, those musketeers who had fired the first time were reloading in a panic, and the follow-up peasants were waiting for the enemy to cling behind the city wall with their spears, but the remaining brave warriors continued to throw gunpowder mines downward.

In the smoke of gunpowder, Shi observed the movement below, and conveyed the order to the ink man who was about to pass the order flag next to him.

"Open the little side door, and let those warriors strike, beat the drums, and wait until the moat returns!"

The first wave of Zheng soldiers who stormed the city wall below were already panicked, and as Mozi often taught, if the enemy began to break up, it was necessary to launch a counterattack immediately, regardless of the number of people, and take advantage of the enemy's chaotic escape to cause even greater panic among the enemy.

The enemy is in disarray, this is an appropriate judgment.

Hundreds of people were injured in an instant, as well as the loud noises and explosions that had never been experienced before, completely dismantled the Zheng army's offensive this time.

The inkman who gave the order behind him immediately waved his flag, and the inkman near the small side gate in the city saw the signal and asked someone to open the small side door, and more than forty warriors who were good at hand-to-hand combat or wore leather armor or iron armor rushed out of the small gate with a roar.

The drums at the head of the city were loud, the explosions were continuous, and the Zheng people under the city had begun to disperse.

The number of warriors who attacked with more than forty sorties was not large, and they could not fight against the Zheng army under the city at all, but in this case, the retreating Zheng army could not turn back and resist at all, like a routed lamb, and there was only one way to be slaughtered and defeated.

The apprentices who were cannon fodder in the rest of the directions did not have the strength to take the city wall at all, and the peasants in the city, supported by the sound of gunpowder mines every thirty paces, also supported the disintegration of the attack below.

It seems that there are 70,000 people in the Jin-Zheng coalition army, but there are not many people who can really be regarded as elite, and there are few who can maintain field battles, and more are just peasant soldiers who practice martial arts in winter, and it is difficult to play any role.

Under the temptation of contempt to break the city in one fell swoop, as long as the first wave of the enemy's offensive is defeated, it is appropriate to judge that even if the Zheng people are not too damaged, they can no longer organize an effective siege today, and at most they will send out soldiers to exhaust the defenders.

A siege takes a long time to prepare, and it also requires a lot of elites to put on one point, and the first wave of elites retreats, and it is necessary to reorganize the team and incite emotions to organize the next attack.

Merely...... This time it is the Three Kingdoms Alliance, each with its own ghosts, and it is suitable to be sure that this time to defeat the Zheng people, what the Zheng people have to do is to wave their flags and shout like a mountain.

Before, it seemed that Xiaoyi could be broken in one fell swoop, and driven by the competitive spirit, he will definitely exert all his strength and strive to break the city in one fell swoop and take the lead in the city.

However, once it suffers a blow, especially under this kind of blow and shock that seems to span the era, the three kingdoms have their own ghosts, and they will only preserve their strength and stagnate.