The fifteen-thousand-strong army advanced silently, and the occasional shells passing through the crowd did not stop their progress - compared to the sheer number of soldiers, the mountain guns west of the star-shaped bastion were limited in caliber and number of enemy damage. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 In order to prevent the enemy from being surrounded on all sides, the four battalion artillery batteries were evenly distributed at various convex corners, which was inferior to the traditional flat wall in terms of the density of fire at medium and long distances in one direction alone.

Gartu is also a general who has followed Abatai for many years, and has a lot of experience in dealing with the Ming army, and the formation of the army is relatively open, not too dense, although the 6 catties of shells also have good lethality, but the damage caused is not as good as the effect of bombarding the Han army just now, and the corpses on the ground are not too much. Under artillery fire, the lightly armored infantry archers first entered their predetermined combat positions.

At this time, the mountain artillery had completed three rounds of firing, and the gunners evacuated the gun position and hid in a safe position according to the prior deployment.

As Su Thick Legs expected, thousands of foot archers were the vanguard of clearing the firepower points at the head of the city, and under the command of several Niu Lu Zhangjing, they came to their most comfortable shooting distance, and they all pulled out the strong bows in their hands, pointing diagonally to the sky, and the bamboo tires with compound bow bodies made a continuous creaking sound.

A desolate conch trumpet sounded the vibration of countless bowstrings like cotton, like a huge swarm of bees flying by, dense arrows rising into the sky at the same time, and thousands of light arrows pierced the air and converged into the sound of the wind blowing through the trees.

After flying past the highest point, the rain of arrows changed its trajectory, dived downward, and fell into the wall. Although there was the cover of the city wall, the opponent's projectile crossed the defense of the city wall, and the arrows were too dense, and many people were still hit by the arrows, and screams were made from time to time behind the wall.

Lin Weiye hid behind the battlements, clinging to the wall, peeking from between the two battlements for the attack of the Tartar step archers. The grand archery scene made him speechless, and the rain of arrows that almost obscured the sun made his heart palpitate even more - in his eyes, the cold weapon that represented the backward productive forces actually had such a breathtaking power. It seems that Su's judgment is correct, the flintlock pistol against the skilled archers, in the first few rounds of shooting, is not too advantageous, if you deal with it according to the conventional method, this round, the casualties on both sides will not be small, the exchange ratio may be about the same, but for the defenders who are at a disadvantage in numbers, it will be more disadvantaged, not to mention that the morale and will to fight of these recruits will be shaken, this is the most deadly.

Although the archers met little resistance and seemed to have perfectly suppressed the defenders, Gartu's brow furrowed even more. He had never encountered such a tactic of defending the city that almost gave up resistance – either the opponent was frightened by the army or some kind of conspiracy was hiding - and his experience told him that the latter was more likely.

However, the knife has been unsheathed, the arrow has left the string, and it is impossible to turn back, so Gaertu can only give an order to Niu Lu Zhangjing: Siege the city!

The Han Chinese and the auxiliaries shouted in unison, carrying ladders and erecting them skillfully against the wall.

Although the process of rushing to the city was smooth, they were a little confused by the sharp convex corners and twisting walls, and they did not know which section of the city wall to use as the main direction of attack - because the walls of this strange stone fortress were undulating, like a giant hedgehog, and each section of the fortress could only be set up with a few ladders, and it was impossible to concentrate at all, and no one in each corner could see their companions on the other side.

Lin Weiye watched the enemy come to the wall smoothly, and felt a little regretful: it is a pity that the project of the fortress has not been completely completed, if the Tartars come a little later, dig the trench and moat, just fill the trench and moat enough for them to drink a pot.

Armored soldiers in chain mail drove the cannon fodder troops to begin the siege. According to the usual practice, the cannon fodder, mainly of the Han army, attracted firepower in the front, depleting the living force of the defenders, and the armored soldiers launched a fatal blow. In order to prevent accidental injury, the infantry archers stopped their fire suppression and began to retreat in an orderly manner, making way for the besieging troops.

The formation, which had been deliberately kept loose, became dense due to the unique shape of the bastion, and the dense army was divided into several parts by sharp convex corners, which could not echo each other. The Han army took the lead in climbing the ladder, and the armor soldiers were eyeing the back, ready to pounce at any time, and the siege of the ant annex officially began!

At this moment, loud trumpets sounded from several convex corners, and countless human heads suddenly appeared on the city wall that had been silent for a while, and dense rifles were mounted on the wall, aiming at the crowd climbing on the opposite wall.

Galtu's scalp was numb, his head began to sweat, and before his opponent could fire, he could see the clues. These Ming troops were really cunning, avoided the duel with the foot archers, and directly confronted the siege troops. This kind of strange city wall may be specially designed to make it easier to shoot, there is no dead angle at all, and now the people on the siege ladder are all live targets, and they have no power to fight back. However, in this noisy and chaotic situation, as a commander, he did not have time to respond effectively.

"Boom, Boom, Boom......" Gunshots like bursting beans rang out, and the dense lead bullets like rain fell on the heads and bodies of the Tartar siege troops, and the people who were still menacing just now screamed and fell down. The local firepower was so dense that it reached a state of saturation attack, so that the density of firepower in the small space even exceeded the number of opponents, and even the city walls were crackled with lead bullets, and rubble was splashed.

Whether it was the humble Han army, Bao Yi, or the usually high armored people, they were all equal in front of lead bullets at this moment, and the dense rain of bullets pierced their bodies and exploded their heads, and the hard chain mail was torn apart, metal fragments fell to the ground, and blood and brains were sprinkled everywhere.

"No!" Gaartu howled. Daikin's warriors are invincible and should not be abused like this. These armor soldiers, each of them is the capital in the hands of him and his master Abatai, and not a single Nikan's head has been cut off, how can he die in humiliation without resistance like this? But with the hard facts in front of him, he could only watch his troops struggle under the rain of buckshot.

The massacres under the walls continued.

The soldiers gained confidence, and the action of reloading ammunition became more and more consistent, and the high-frequency continuous shooting made the small angle become the hell of Shura. The besieging Han and armoured soldiers could not avoid it, and the cross-fire from the left and right flanks left them on their backs, and each of them was hit by at least three or four or more lead bullets, and they fell one by one, and the corpses piled higher and higher.