The dense stones like hail hit the dense crowd, causing a blood mist. The power of a hundred seven-pin cannons was fired at the same time. The range of the seven-pin cannons on the flat ground was about 150 steps, which was far less than the range of the artillery. The catapults in the city were mounted on high ground, and the range could be increased to 200 steps. In a city without artillery, the catapults were the most important large-scale weapon of killing.

The healthy woman and the young man raised baskets of gravel, poured them into the net bag of the seven-tip cannon, then pulled the rope and shot the stone bullets out. Each basket of gravel had dozens of gravels of about two pounds, and there were two or three large stones weighing more than ten to twenty pounds in the middle. The flying stones were smashed down. The simple wooden sign in the hands of the refugees could not resist it at all. They were hit by the stones, and the wooden signs were broken, their heads were flattened, and their bones were broken.

Screams came one after another, and the injured and dying refugees fell down one after another.

The four tiger squat cannons and two hundred kilograms of Folang cannons in the city were also aimed at the target. These cannons had already been loaded with shotguns and could only fire and fire when the refugees rushed into fifty steps.

However, before the small cannons were on fire, the archers on the city had already started shooting arrows. The cannon fodder in front had entered a hundred steps. The archers set their bows and arrows, diagonally facing the sky, and shot light arrows like locusts everywhere. The arrows flew into the sky, and pulled out arcs and landed in the crowd of refugees without any armor behind the shield. Each arrow penetrated his body and limbs.

The Ming army's standard small bow has a small force to pull the strings, but its firing rate is extremely fast. If this bow is used to deal with the Later Jin soldiers wearing thick armor, it can be said to be ineffective, but there is a group of refugees wearing tattered cloth clothes on the opposite side. Each arrow shot out, it can penetrate deep into the muscles and shoot the refugees to the ground.

Some refugees were frightened by the hungry soldiers, turned around and ran away. The thief who followed the refugees waved their swords and chopped them all over the escaped refugees.

When Wang Quan saw a group of guys wearing white felt hats and blue battle robes rushing out from behind the thieves, he shouted to his personal soldiers: "Rise the shield!"

The personal soldiers shook the small flag, and the general flags and hundreds of households shook the flags one after another. The Ming soldiers stepped forward and raised wooden shields.

The thief archers shot row after row of arrows. Except for a few unlucky Ming soldiers who were shot, most of the arrows were blocked by shields.

In fact, the equipment of more than 3,000 Ming army under Wang Quan's Qianhu was also very ordinary. Most of the soldiers only had a mandarin duck battle jacket and a goose yellow red tassel felt hat with almost zero protection. Most of the caravan guards also had no armor, and only a few elite servants had armor. As for those young and strong people who participated in the war temporarily, they were civilians without any defense. However, the defenders had the advantage of city defense, and the bandits did not have heavy weapons such as cannons, so the archers did not cause much damage to the defenders.

"Architecture, launch!" Chen Liang, a hundred households in the artillery team, roared.

Four tiger squat cannons and two Folang machines roared, and the shotgun flew towards the crowd like rain, making the black heads in front of them empty, and a burst of blood red appeared in front of them.

After the tiger squat cannon was fired, the gunners poured water into the barrel, poured out the water, cleaned the barrel with a mop, then filled the gunpowder, stuffed a wooden board, and then loaded a paper-wrapped shot into the barrel. Since the thief was close, the gunners needed to turn downwards and the shells would fall out. The gunners stuffed the rag in and blocked the gunners to prevent the shells from falling.

The loading of the Folang machine cannon is much easier. After firing a shell, the sub-gun was immediately pulled out, a new sub-gun was put into the belly of the cannon, and then ignited the cannon. After firing the cannon, the sub-gun was thrown aside, and someone was specifically responsible for loading the sub-gun.

The refugees at the front had entered within thirty steps, hundreds of bird gunmen emerged from the top of the city, and a row of deafening roars, at least more than 200 refugees fell.

The refugees in front fell into the trench one after another, while the refugees behind carried the trench and threw the trench mercilessly. The arrows and stones at the top of the city kept falling down, knocking the refugees who had just filled the trench and didn't have time to run away on the edge of the trench.

The refugees who followed behind them unceremoniously lifted the bodies and wounded and threw them into the trench.

The refugees finally filled a passage with their bodies and macaques. The black crowd rushed through the filled trench and rushed towards the Luzhai in front.

Luzhai blocked his way, and the refugees tried to move away the obstacles, but were knocked over in front of Luzhai.

The refugees under the city were originally all Ming people, but at this time Wang Quan had no mercy. The refugees outside were Ming people, and the refugees inside the city were also Ming people. If people outside rushed in, not only would they be unlucky, but the innocent people in the city also would be unlucky.

Zhang Kewang paved the road with the bodies of the refugee cannon fodder team and paved it all the way to the city.

I don’t know how many people died, but the refugees in front finally attacked the city, set up bamboo ladders, and began to climb to the top of the city.

Wang Quan, who has been deeply known to Li Guodong, could not allow refugees to climb up the city. The winch mounted on the top of the city kept releasing wolf teeth and yaksha slaughter. Every heavy weapon to defend the city could smash a piece of refugees from the bamboo ladder.

The hot gold juice fell from the city, and the underworld suddenly smelled so badly that the scalded refugees let out heart-wrenching screams. Lime bottles were thrown out from the city, and the lime bottles filled with hot water exploded like bombs. The refugees hit by the debris were bleeding, and the hot quicklime burned on people, making them furious.

There is also a more powerful weapon to defend the city, which is the tincture oil tank. The rows of tincture oil tanks were smashed down, and torches were dropped on the top of the city. The entire city immediately burned into a sea of ​​fire. The bamboo ladders broke one after another, and the trench bridges mounted on the trench were also burned. The refugees who were catching fire all over the body screamed and ran back, but affected their companions behind them. Many people were lit by the firemen who turned around and rushed towards them, and were burned to cry and call their parents.

After a fierce battle, seven or eight thousand refugees were killed and eight thousand refugees were killed and injured, but Zhang Kewang did not feel sorry for those victims. The victims were killed and injured. They snatched away all the things in the people's homes where the bandits passed by, the houses were burned, the copper plates and grain were plundered, and all were filled with military supplies. The people who lost everything could only be swept into refugees, drinking a bowl of porridge made of rice bran and wheat bran every day, mixed with wild vegetables, grass roots and tree bark. Such refugees would not feel sorry for the thief army to die. Although today's siege battle was fierce, it did not hurt the old thief army.

It became dark, and Zhang Kewang ordered the Jin to withdraw his troops.

The Ming army in the city did not rest. When it was completely dark, Wang Quan ordered a group of people to quietly leave the city, repair the damaged fortifications outside the city, and recovered a batch of stones and arrows, and confiscated the weapons around the thief's corpse.

At dawn the next day, Zhang Kewang found that the fortifications outside the city that had been destroyed yesterday had been repaired. He was so angry that he ordered the city to attack again. On this day, the battle was dark, and Zhang Kewang did not order to retreat, but lit a torch and attacked the city all night.

Fires soared into the sky under the city, and both sides fought torches overnight.

"Brother, our army suffered too many casualties, so this city may not be so easy to attack." Zhang Dingguo advised.

"I don't believe it anymore. How many city-defending weapons are there in Guangouzi City? Let's continue to attack and sooner or later use up their city-defending weapons!" Zhang Kewang sneered.

The thief army attacked for more than half a month, using cannon fodder to consume the city-defense equipment of the Ming army. After more than half a month, there were not many arrows, stones, tincture oil, and lime bottles in the city. The corpses under the city were piled up into a small hill, starting within a hundred steps to the city, and the thief's corpses were paved all the way.

"Our family, how long will the thieves attack?" Zhang Shiwen asked worriedly, "If the thieves attack for more than ten days, we may not have arrows, stones and tincture oil."
Chapter completed!