When looking at ancient history, the ancients' descriptions of cannons were often exaggerated, and there was often a saying that the cannon "eroded dozens of miles". I feel that once the shot passes, half of the county people will be gone. In fact, it is pure bragging. An iron lump with a caliber of only sixty or seventy millimeters, hitting a person's body, is naturally fatal. Hitting a top of a building can also cause some damage. However, if there is no such damage, it is not necessarily. Hitting the top of the city wall is just digging a hole. Sometimes even digging a hole may not be successful.

It seems that the city wall of Gulang City, a solid bounce down, can indeed smash the red bricks outside, and the loess inside keeps flowing out. This is because the walls of Gulang City are too old, and they are also made of red bricks instead of green bricks. If it is a large blue brick of the city wall of Ningxia City, the Franc machine cannon hits it, that is, it is just a gap to break.

In fact, hundreds of solid bullets bounced down, and the walls of Gulang City, even if they were riddled with holes, were impossible to completely collapse. Because, the solid bullet that came from the back basically didn't have much effect. The walls of Gulang City are all rammed loess in the middle. The solid bullet hit the loess, as if the mud cow had entered the sea and disappeared.

The effect of solid bullets is the same, and the power of shotguns, as you can imagine, is even less harmful to buildings. Xu Xingxia excavated a large number of basements and confined the rebels' artillery to a distance of 500 meters, making it impossible for them to use shotguns. For the rebel artillery, this is basically equivalent to breaking two legs. If you want to kill someone, you can't. If you want to destroy the city, you can't do it. If you can't do both, the natural effect will be greatly reduced.

As for the legendary flowering bomb, there is. It's just that the power is almost negligible. At that time, the technology of the flowering bomb was not yet mature, and the power was very small. Only the European powers experimented with some, and they were never popularized in large quantities. The fundamental reason is that it is not suitable. Later, the border grenades made by the Eighth Route Army themselves used yellow explosives, which were much more powerful than black explosives, and the result was often one explosion or two petals. Flowering bullets made of black gunpowder, or grenades, can be imagined.

In fact, if you think about it simply, you can also know that the firecrackers of later generations have been greatly improved in terms of the quality of gunpowder, and the power is much stronger than that of black gunpowder. It's okay to scare people, but as for actually killing enemies, it has no effect.

(Author's note: Don't tell me that the firecracker factory exploded, that's two different things.) A single firecracker generally can't kill people. Those super-sized fireworks don't count, it's out of the scope of our discussion. The gunpowder used in the super-large fireworks is also very hanging. The explosives bags used by the white-clothed army, the smallest number of charges, were also more than ten catties. Why load at least ten pounds of black powder? It's just that the amount of black gunpowder is less, and there is no killing effect. What is the obvious effect of throwing a few firecrackers in the crowd? To really have a good killing effect, the weight of black gunpowder should be at least 30 catties or more. Thirty pounds of black gunpowder is naturally not small.

What kind of lethal effect can a 70-mm flowering bullet have, and the amount of black gunpowder in it, which may be less than a pound? Even if it is a propellant loaded with the moon gun, it will cost 20 grams of black gunpowder for a single launch. A pound of black gunpowder can only be fired more than 20 times. Seriously, on the battlefield, the so-called flowering bombs, or grenades, really don't play a role. Unless you have the strength of Vajra.

In fact, from the perspective of killing the enemy, what Xu Xingxia vigorously promoted was a 50-kilogram explosive bag. Only the power of the explosive pack, loaded with fifty catties of black gunpowder, was as powerful as the small TNT explosive packs of later generations. Throw it into the crowd, and the killing effect is still very significant. If the enemy adopts the tactics of crowds, a 50-pound bag of explosives can kill dozens or even hundreds of people.

Besides, fuzes are also a big problem. It's impossible to use a fuse for a cannonball, right? At that time, the fuze technology could not meet the needs of flowering bombs at all. Even if Xu Xingxia is a traverser, it is not so easy to solve the problem of this fuse. In my impression, the solution of the shell fuse is almost the same period as the thunder mercury. During the Napoleonic period, artillery showed its might, and the main types of ammunition used were still solid bullets or shotguns.

…… Far from it.

In the rumbling sound of cannons, before you know it, three days have passed.

During these three days, the bombardment of the rebel artillery still did not achieve any decent results. The walls that the Tartars most wanted to destroy were never destroyed. As for the city gates, they were blocked by sandbags at the back, and even if they were broken, they would be useless. If the walls were not destroyed, the power of the Tatars' cavalry could not be exerted. There is no way, the Tatars can only endure. If they rush forward now, what awaits them is bound to be the fate of destruction.

"Push the other siege weapons up! Destroy Gulang City! Seeing that it didn't work, Bergen was in a hurry. He is the siege general designated by Mo Yuegen, and he undertakes the most important siege task, seeing that three or four days have passed, and the Tatars are still grinding outside Gulang City, can he not be in a hurry? How is this siege efficiency good?

Although Mo Yuegen did not show irritability, the idiot could see that Mo Yuegen was patient. This damn Gulang City, if it is not taken down as soon as possible, Mo Yuegen will definitely go crazy. Not only Mo Yugen will go crazy, but all the Tatars will go crazy. If they can't take Gulang City, they can't do anything, so they can only go back to Mobei in a gloomy way!

In desperation, Bergen had no choice but to go off the rails. He decided to buy and sell all his belongings and move them all out. He ordered the rebels to move out all the siege weapons and attack Gulang City. Regardless of whether these siege weapons are useful or not, they will be sent to the battlefield first. Maybe a miracle will happen.

"Good and long east, what a magnificent fellow, are the Tartars exhibiting their siege weapons?" At the head of the city, Liu Chuang said loudly. His words attracted many people to nod in agreement. Looking through the clairvoyant mirror, artillery, trebuchets, arrow towers, ladder trucks, and rushing carts are ...... Even the oldest battering ram! It seems that these rebels, when they give their lives to the Tartars, are really positive! Is it really that enjoyable to be a traitor?

Under the high pressure of the Tatars, Liu Fengxi had to organize two or three thousand rebels, pushing all kinds of siege weapons, to launch a tentative attack on Gulang City. Part of the Tartar cavalry pressed the formation in the rear. The consequences, naturally, can be thought of with the heel. How could the white-clad army let these siege weapons come closer? I can't say it, Xu Xingxia's order is a fierce shooting.

"Bang bang bang!"

In the direction of Gulang City, gunfire continued.

In other words, the soldiers of the white-clothed army, who have been bombarded by the artillery of the Tartars for three days, have long been holding back the fire in their stomachs, and now is the opportunity to vent. They all gritted their teeth one by one, and at the fastest speed, they made a moon gun, and launched one Mini bullet after another. In the face of such a fierce rain of bullets, the rebels who tried to rush up naturally fell to the ground one after another, as if they were drunk, without exception.

The morale of the rebels was already very low, and three or four hundred people were killed, and the others dispersed in a hurry. Even if the Tartars in the back want to stop it, they can't stop it. Later, even the Tartars had to be withdrawn. Because, the bullets fired by the white-clothed soldiers have already fallen on them. As soon as the rebels dispersed, the siege weapons they pushed became waste, lying in a mess on the field, and no one cared about it anymore.

"Bastard!"

Mo Yuegen almost vomited blood.

These rebels in Gansu towns are such a waste!

Isn't it just pushing some siege weapons forward? Such a trivial thing can't be done! I really don't know how the Ming court raised so much waste...... Well, the purpose of the Ming court to raise them was to send money, food and weapons to themselves. If it weren't for these wastes, it would probably not be easy for me to take Gansu Town without spending a little price. If they weren't waste, they wouldn't easily surrender to the Tatars and work hard for the Tatars!

At the beginning, with so many people surrendering, Mo Yuegen felt very comfortable, feeling as if he was a king in history, and countless admirers came to serve. But now, he doesn't feel well at all. Because, these guys will only waste food in vain, and they are of no use at all. If it weren't for the fact that the Tatars didn't know how to indulge in these siege weapons, he would have given the next order to bury all these rebels alive.

"All siege weapons must be recaptured!" Mo Yuegen shouted angrily.

He felt that those trebuchets or something, placed alone in the field between the two armies, were too abrupt, as if they were laughing at his incompetence. He would never tolerate such a thing. Anyway, those wastes, it's not a pity to die, just let them die. It's better to be all dead, out of sight is pure! Mo Yuegen also secretly warned himself that if he was okay in the future, he would not take in these rebels, so as not to hold his breath.

Under the high pressure of the Tatars, there was no way, Liu Fengxi and Li Guozhen had no choice but to organize a team of several hundred people, ready to go out at night to pull back those siege weapons. At this time, it was already September. That night happened to be the third day of the ninth lunar month. There are clouds in ancient poems, pitiful on the third night of the first month of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. That is, there is a little bit of moonshine. As a result, the movements of the rebels were immediately discovered by the white-clothed army.

That night, it happened to be Gao Jie who was on combat duty in Gulang City. After being trapped in the basement for a few days, Gao Jie felt that he was about to get moldy, and it was really good to be able to come out to breathe. Lying on the back of the battlements, looking at everything outside the city, breathing in the fresh air, Gao Jie couldn't help but stretch hard. As a result, at this very moment, someone reported that there was movement of the Tartars outside.

Gao Jie held up the clairvoyant mirror and looked out of the city. It's awesome to have a clairvoyant! Every move within three or four miles outside the city can be clear. Finding out about the actions of the rebels, he couldn't help but laugh. Someone wants to die, but no one else can stop him! Paralyzed, what are you doing sneakily, Lao Tzu will let you move openly.

"Don't shoot at all!" Gao Jie ordered solemnly.

The soldiers in white who were about to shoot subconsciously released the trigger.

Gulang City was quiet, without the slightest movement, which made Liu Fengxi and Li Guozhen greatly relieved, and also made Mo Yuegen and the others breathe a sigh of relief. It seems that the white-clothed army inside the ancient city road did not notice the heartbeat outside the city. That's definitely a good thing! In order to seize the time, Liu Fengxi mobilized most of the rebels. For a time, four or five thousand people were busy in the field, and they were in full swing.

They didn't know at all that inside Gulang City, there were also flickering figures and a solemn atmosphere. It was the white-clothed soldiers in the basement, who were coming out one after another, coming up to the city wall, ready to fight. With such a vigorous and big move, how can it be without the participation of the white-clothed army? This is definitely not hospitality! When the number of rebels basically reached the highest point, Xu Xingxia shouted: "Fire!" ”

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

In an instant, countless violent gunshots shattered the silence of the night.

Mini bullets seemed to rain down, tilting towards the rebels and Tartars who were busy.

In the field outside Gulang City, the Tartars and rebels who were happily moving siege weapons were a few of them five or six thousand people. With so many people gathered together, and they were within the range of the Yue Yue Gun, they suddenly suffered such a fierce gunshot, what effect do you think it would be? It was definitely the Grim Reaper, a roar, and a large area of the fall! In fact, the first volley of the white-clothed army killed and wounded at least 800 enemies.

The Tartars and rebels, who were caught off guard, suddenly fell one after another as if they were harvesting wheat. They didn't have time to react at all, and they fell into chaos in an instant. They never dreamed that the white-clothed army would suddenly fire a volley of guns at this time. They thought that the White Coats had not noticed their movements. No one would think of resisting. The only thing they could think of was to turn and run away, out of range of the muskets of the white-clad army. However, in the dark, in the dark, if you want to escape, it is also quite skillful. The average person simply can't do it.

Someone is scurrying around and is nowhere to be found. Someone was killed directly in the process of running. Someone saw the fire, and subconsciously ran to the place where there was fire, but when they came to the firelight, they saw that there were only corpses around, and there was not a single living person. Suddenly I was dumbfounded, and I didn't know what to do. As a result, Mini catapults and turns them into a corpse as well.

In the darkness, in the panic, almost half of the people, because they couldn't tell the direction, actually ran in the direction of Gulang City. In other words, the distance between them and Gulang City is getting closer and closer. They were really dazed, and they rushed towards the guns of the white-clothed army. Is this an escape? This is suicide at all! For these enemies, the white-clothed army was naturally not polite, and one after another Mini bombs roared away, knocking them all down.

"Damn it......" Mo Yuegen and the others saw it in the back, and their faces were all pale.

When he said this, Mo Yugen barely had any angry tone. Because, he barely knows how to be angry anymore. Regarding Xu Xingxia's anger, Mo Yuegen no longer knew what words to use to express it. It was this little trap that he lost thousands more. In the end, more than 3,000 rebels and more than 600 Tatars fell near the siege weapons. Blood, staining the night crimson.

After this bloody night, the muskets of the white-clad army once again became a nightmare for the Tatars. They must always keep in mind that they should not get too close to Gulang City, otherwise, they will be the result of being shot. Even some of the Tartar cavalry, trying to move a little forward, were attacked. The white-clothed army in Gulang City is not stingy with ammunition at all. The distance of one hundred and thirty zhang is a ghost gate. As long as the enemy enters this ghost gate, they will be subjected to heavy fire.

There was no way, the Tatars had to continue to stay up like this. They pinned their hopes on the morale of the white-clothed army, which would always collapse one day. During this period, there were squads of Tatar cavalry, which once tried to find dead spots where the white-coated muskets were fired. As a result, Bergen sent a team of 100 people and came back from a circle around Gulang City, and there were only less than twenty people. Unable to find a dead end, Bergen had no choice but to give up. In just a few days, his hair has turned gray countless times.

As a result, in a blink of an eye, seven or eight days passed. All the Tatar high-ranking people began to get anxious. What they are anxious about is not the possible arrival of reinforcements from the White Army, but the fact that their own logistical reserves are almost depleted.

The number of Tatars is quite large, forty or fifty thousand, plus more than ten thousand rebels, that is sixty or seventy thousand. With so many people huddled together, to eat and drink, and so many war horses, the daily consumption is a huge number. If nothing else, just drinking water is a trouble! In the ghost place of Gansu Town, clean water is also a very important resource! Without a sufficient amount of clear water, the war horse will not be able to support it.

The roads of Gulang City could not be opened, and the Tatars continued to stay here, only through constant attrition. With the reserves of the Tatars, it is estimated that it can last for half a month. If half a month has passed and there is no harvest, even if the white-clothed army does not fight back, they themselves will have to retreat.

The only way is to break the cauldron and launch a general attack. Only by letting go can we get a way out. However, the question is, if the white-clothed army had not collapsed, and there was the cover of the city walls, wouldn't the Tatars launch a general attack, wouldn't they be looking for death? Facing the muskets of the white-clothed army, rushing forward rashly is simply suicide! Do you want to launch a general offensive or not? Mo Yuegen was entangled again.

(To be continued)