"Boom!"

Looking at the smoke of gunpowder rising from Hewan Pucheng, Yang Feng said with satisfaction. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The five Shenwei Invincible General Cannons in front of him quickly loaded their ammunition, but at this time, billowing smoke rose from behind Hewan Pucheng.

"The Tartars burned the pontoon!"

Cao Youyi said.

Obviously, the Qing army has understood that Hewan Pucheng will not last long, such shells are not at all resistible by manpower, and all they can do is to live and die with the city, since this is the case, the pontoon bridge should be burned quickly, otherwise once the Ming army captures the pontoon bridge, it can easily cross the Liao River and attack Maquanzi City. This castle is the core, whether it is Hewanpu City or Niuzhuang City is actually to protect it, only it is the real blockade of the Liao River waterway, where the cannons and barrage will block the Ming fleet from going north, and the wide Liao River can also make it immune to all the artillery of the Ming army on land.

"Then it will be done to them!"

Yang Feng sneered.

"The herald is to prepare for the attack, and after four more rounds of artillery shells, the city will be attacked immediately."

Then he said.

Bombarding Hewanpu City with flowering shells is just his bragging, where did he get so many cannonballs, that one cannonball has to hit out half a furnace of high-quality pig iron, his steel industry has not yet reached the point of taking steel piles, in fact, last year he only produced more than 1,000 tons of steel in Shanhaiguan a year, this steel If you cast this kind of flowering bomb, you can probably cast more than 2,000 pieces, this is not to shoot shells, but to make money out of the country! His blossom bombs weren't yet to the point where they could be used uncontrollably.

The five Shenwei Invincible General Cannons continued to fire huge cannonballs at a slow but firm speed towards Hewan Pucheng.

Behind them, 10,000 Ming troops were ready to go.

This is the real elite, these Ming troops have at least followed the emperor to fight Ningyuan, Jinzhou and Guangning in one of the three major wars, and even many of them have participated in all three wars, all of them are full of fanatical worship of the emperor, as long as the emperor points to the blade, no matter what difficulties and obstacles, they will not retreat, even if they are charged against the enemy's artillery, they will not hesitate. Death no longer fears them, because they all know that even if they die in battle, their relatives will not endure hunger and cold, and even their children will be personally taught by the emperor.

This is important.

The protégé of the Son of Heaven.

In the past, this was a glory that only Lord Jinshi had, and as long as they died on the battlefield for the emperor, then their sons could also obtain it, and even be closer to the emperor than Master Jinshi, which really had to be taught by the emperor.

Even many soldiers have come to see death in battle as a kind of happiness.

"Forward, Ming soldiers, fight for me!"

Yang Feng pulled out the giant Mo knife inserted in front of him and pointed forward and shouted.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Immediately afterwards, all the Ming troops let out an exuberant roar.

In this roar, a huge war drum sounded behind Yang Feng, and in the drum, 10,000 Ming troops carried flying ladders, pushed carts full of earth and stones, and carried large logs, along a passage only a few dozen zhang wide in the swamp. And at the end of the passage, is the river bay city shrouded in gunsmoke, the terrifying explosion of the Shenwei invincible general's cannon shell, rising in this castle, the same rose the fire of the explosion of twenty catties of mortar shells, and the Hongyi cannon processed by the boring machine also continued to pour solid bullets towards the city wall.

This is the strongest attack force of the Ming army.

"It's been twenty-three years, and Luo Cheng can finally look at it!"

Cao Youyi said with emotion.

"Spread the decree, once Sun Degong's descendants and clansmen are captured, they will all be Lingchi!"

Yang Feng said hatefully.

At this time, the Qing army's counterattack has also begun, although their number of artillery is not large, but because the Ming army is confined to a narrow passage, the falling shells still cause a large number of casualties, and this distance is more than three miles, it is obvious that in the process of reaching the city of Hewan Pucheng and filling in the passage on the moat, the Ming army will inevitably pay huge casualties. And the Shenwei Invincible General Cannon and other cannons could not help them, these cannons could not continue to approach in the narrow, muddy soft swamp area under the fire of the Qing artillery, and the shelling at the current distance had no real accuracy to speak of, and it was impossible to accurately hit the city walls and suppress those cannons.

It's not okay.

Although these soldiers can die generously, Yang Feng will not let them consume like this, this is his real descendant.

"Move two boxes of grenades into a hot air balloon!"

Yang Feng suddenly shouted.

Two soldiers immediately carried two boxes of grenades into the hot air balloon gondola, and then His Majesty the Emperor jumped in, quickly lit the kerosene stove overhead, the hot air balloon that was already inflating quickly took him up, and the soldiers below untied the cable, and the hot air balloon continued to rise at the same time, carrying him with the wind in the direction of Hewan Pucheng. On the ground, the four buffaloes immediately took a step, slowly moving forward in the muddy swamp, and on their backs were two large logs, on which were a wooden winch, and the two soldiers turned carefully on the back of the oxen, constantly releasing a safety rope from more than three hundred years later, like flying a kite to fly the hot air balloon on which the emperor was riding.

And the Ming artillery shelling quickly stopped.

Soon, in the stunned eyes of the two armies below, the hot air balloon slowly floated over Hewanpu City.

"Good!"

A soldier with a telescope shouted.

Another soldier quickly put down the inverted tooth next to the winch and stuck the winch, and then waited there quietly.

At this time, in the hot air balloon hanging basket, Yang Fengshou returned to the signal flag, and by the way, he looked at the city wall less than 100 meters below, where a large number of Qing soldiers defending the city were raising their heads and looking at the top of their heads with stunned eyes, and the city could clearly see the circular scars made by giant flowering bombs, the nearest two were less than thirty meters away from the city wall, and even the traces of collapse could be seen on the inside of the city wall.

"Steel production is king!"

He said with emotion.

Then His Majesty the Emperor felt a grenade from under his feet with a hint of pride.

The black powder grenade is huge, even if Yang Feng mixed a lot of aluminum powder in the black powder, but in order to ensure that the power of one still weighs five catties, the hollow wooden handle is unscrewed and the fuse is inside, because to ensure that those grenadiers are extinguished when needed, so the fuse is very long, but don't think about pulling the hair or something, just put it on the kerosene stove and light it directly.

The first is experimental in nature.

His Majesty the Emperor immediately threw a cannon that was being loaded on the city wall after igniting it, his accuracy was not a problem, the black grenade smashed less than two meters away from the cannon in the screams of the Qing army, and then it was bounced up, and it exploded when it popped out of the city wall, and the small steel balls and aluminum sparks inside instantly hit the Qing army in a mess.

"That's it!"

Xiao Qian's voice sounded in his head.

Yang Feng immediately took out the second grenade and lit it, and after a little hesitation, according to Xiao Qian's instructions, smashed it at the same position.

Because of the shaking of the hot air balloon, this grenade was not as accurate as the first one, but because of the good time control, the grenade exploded at a height of two meters four meters away from the cannon, and in the firelight of the explosion, the steel balls and sparks flooded the Qing army on the gun position like a storm, just at this time a Qing soldier was holding a powder barrel to charge the propellant, a little aluminum burning high temperature spark fell in the barrel, the entire powder barrel instantly turned into a blazing firework, not only the cannon flew, but dozens of Qing soldiers around were all swallowed by the flames.

Among the advancing Ming troops, a tsunami-like cheer broke out in an instant.

Then Yang Feng took out a small flag and shook it.

"Put the rope!"

The soldier with binoculars on the back of the ox shouted.

Another soldier quickly removed the inverted tooth and began to slowly lower the rope.

The hot air balloon that retreated because of the continuous rise immediately moved forward under the action of the wind, although the height also rose a little, but this did not affect Yang Feng's work, he quickly waved the small flag to signal to stop putting the rope, and at the same time took out a grenade again, lit the fuse and threw it at the second cannon, before the grenade exploded, he threw another one. The first explosion was a little farther away, and only knocked down a few Qing soldiers, but the second grenade hit the cannon very accurately, and with the flames of this cannon, it exploded, and all the artillery around the cannon was not left, all of them were sieveed by the steel balls, and the open powder keg was also detonated.

At this time, the Qing army was already in chaos.

All the bird gunners all desperately fired at the sky, but unfortunately their bullets were meaningless, and even a few bed crossbows, those Qing soldiers also lifted the bed crossbows and aimed them at the hot air balloon to launch, of course, the result would not hit, although that thing can theoretically shoot hundreds of meters, but when shooting into the sky, the range is not the same as shooting towards the ground, those huge crossbow arrows, fell weakly under Yang Feng.

Besides, they can't take aim.

Emperor Yang leisurely took out the four grenades again, looked at a cannon on the city wall almost facing below, put the fuse twisted together on the kerosene stove, and without hesitation, went head-down.

And then the third cannon was also finished.

But then there were no more cannons in his attack range.

Fortunately, it's not that hard.

The emperor immediately waved another small flag.

The group of buffaloes in the distance immediately turned around in the direction parallel to the city wall, and began to slowly move heavy steps, and the hot air balloon in the sky moved slowly under the force of the cable-lagon, because the height was too high at this time, Yang Feng even turned off the kerosene stove, and as the hot air balloon gradually cooled, the height also began to slowly decrease, this alternative way of adjustment, let him soon appear above several other cannons.

Yang Feng looked at the location with satisfaction.

He quickly lit a kerosene lamp, and then pulled out a bunch of grenades again.

At this moment, the nearest Ming army below had reached the moat, and then began to fill in the passage for the attack, which should have been sprayed with scattered artillery in front of them......

The one lying down in the city!

(I wrote it anyway.) ）