The gate of Motianling was wide open, and the strong minions pushed the cart full of stones about the size of a stone mill.

It is spring plowing season now, and the sun is still warm in the morning. The ground that was burned by a wildfire in front of Motianling for three days and three nights before it was extinguished, so even if the cold mountain wind blows in the distance, it brings warmth here.

The strong men wearing only cardigans and shorts, shirtless, picked up the stones from the car and pushed them down with great strength. For a moment, the stones were like rain. After less than a few dozen stones fell to the ground, they rolled away from the hillside towards the shield-raising officers who were like turtles crawling in the distance.

Lu Wenzhao and the others were watching the battle in the distance and saw the rolling stones rolling up the wood ash, like black rushing down, the Jinyiwei couldn't help but exclaim, but Lu Wenzhao was still calm.

The hillside was not steep enough, and the rolling stones thrown by the thieves had not been polished into rounds, so the lethality was probably limited. As long as the officers and soldiers holding shields were not distracted, Lu Wenzhao thought so, although the fleeing people could not explain clearly, but after asking too much, they naturally found out that Gao Jin's troops had only more than 200 soldiers, and the more soldiers in the camp were captured by the soldiers of the Genshin Impact Wood Fort.

So Lu Wenzhao was very curious. In the hands of the traitor Xu Tong, who was like a native chicken and a dog, could he become a warrior who dared to fight?

"Hold the shield and set up the formation.

With Gao Jin's order, a commander shouted loudly from behind to forward. At this time, Sha Dediao naturally looked at the rocks rolling on the hillside from the crack of the shield, which seemed to be rolling slowly and quickly. He was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. He subconsciously wanted to escape, but he turned around and saw the master under the big crow behind him, and knew that there might not be anything wrong with him leading the troops here, but if he really ran away, his master would chop him up first.

"The front row is vertical shield, the back row follows, and I will resist it, everyone is close to the shield."

As Sha Dediao roared at the top of his lungs, the officers and soldiers smashed the shields with their human heights, and pierced the sharpened end below into the soil. Then they pressed their shoulders against the shields. The officers and soldiers behind them also stood up their shields and pressed their companions in front. In a blink of an eye, the walls of people built by the three rows of large shields seemed to be decent.

At this time, with Gao Jin's order, the officers and soldiers led by Ma Dacheng and others also pushed the backs of the shield-holding officers and soldiers shoulder to shoulder, making the walls thicker.

"Bang!"

As the rolling stones hit the wooden shield covered with animal skins, the shield was the surface, and the flesh and blood wall inside the human power showed a tough side.

With the series of collisions, Sha Dediao, who was hiding in the hands of the second row of shields, shouted wildly with a pale face, "Stay calm, don't be afraid!"

The officers and soldiers holding shields in the front row were the most afraid, but at this time they could only hide behind the shield and fight to the force of the impact. At the same time, they were muttering, "Bless by Erlang Zhenjun!", praying that the shield in their hands was strong enough to be smashed by stones.

"These White Lotus Sect bandits can also pretend to be a god!"

Seeing the stones rolling down in front of the shield wall being blocked, a stone wall was formed. The minions on the Motian Ridge were still throwing stones down. Lu Wenzhao couldn't help but say coldly that on the first night of the fire that day, the White Lotus Sect bandits cursed the Gaobaihu all night, as if they could recite the person to death.

"This is a stone wall directly in front of the thief village!"

Sha Shuoming also murmured to himself. He had obtained his father's handwritten letter and knew that Gao Baihu was his own family. He was several years younger than him. He was still a little dissatisfied in his heart, but when he saw with his own eyes that the officer and soldier could actually push out the stone wall with a shield against the rolling rocks, he had to convince. Gao Baihu did have some skills.

On the wall of the Motianling Dazhai, Wu Gai also found that the more the stone was, the more useless it was. In the end, it was blocked by the stone wall first. When he passed the order, he was not allowed to throw the stones and wood, less than half of the stones were left.

"Pull all the remaining stones onto the village wall."

The village gate of Motianling is nearly two meters high, which is comparable to the height of the city walls of a large county like Shenmu County. Wu Gai looked at the almost unscathed official army formation, and his face was gloomy. He now regretted that he could not get a few craftsmen who could build military weapons to come to Dazhai. Otherwise, he could build a few catapults or stone cannons, how could the official army formation be blocked?

He looked up at the Motianling Village, which was less than two hundred steps in a straight line, and Gao Jin withdrew Sha Dedia's baggage camp. Of course, all the shields in the hands of the officers and soldiers were left to reinforce the stone wall.

Gao Jin originally wanted to install the artillery team on the cliffs on both sides of the Motianling Mountains, so that the shells of the tiger squat cannons could hit the big village, but when the fire came, the cliffs were smoked and burned and cracked. Gao Jin dared not bet on whether the mountain structure of the cliffs was solid, so he changed it to a frontal advance that is now step by step and steadily.

"Old Zheng, put your cannon up and listen to those who burn incense and believe in religion!"

Seeing the tall stone wall of the man look pretty, Gao Jin turned his head and said to Zheng Crook beside him, "No matter how precious the artillery team is, it must be used." This good gunner is also fed by shells. At present, the Motianling Dazhai is suitable for the artillery team to be a target to practice.

"Okay, Grandpa."

Zheng Cutezi's old face was full of laughter. It was not interesting to practice shooting artillery in the wilderness where no one was. The artillery team only needs practical exercises to grow the fastest.

When he led the gunners to put the tiger squat cannons on the stone wall, Yang Dayan also ran to help. He had pulled the tiger squat cannon home that day, but he was still begged by the old scoundrel Zheng Crack to come back. He couldn't really give this old lame man a full fist, and in the end he even put the bear skin in.

"I'll take the lead!" Yang's big eyes glared at Zheng Crack, "Or would you return that bear skin to me."

Wang Dou stood behind Yang Dayan silently. Seeing the dark and shiny tiger squatting cannons at the door, he suddenly found that his hands were also itchy.

Gao Jin didn't care about Yang Dayan's obsession with cannons. Although to be honest, the power of the tiger squatting cannon is just that, it does not mean that Hekou Fort will not be able to cast good cannons in the future.

This time, Gao Jin brought nearly half of the shells in stock, which were mostly solid bullets. It was too labor-consuming and time-consuming to build, and it was far less affordable than solid bullets.

A solid lead bullet of three pounds and two taels was stuffed into the cannon barrel by Yang Dayan. Then he personally debugged the angle. When he started to gesture there, Zheng Cutezi didn't care, but when Yang Dayan was about to set off the cannon, Zheng Cutezi was shocked to find that the angle of Yang Dayan was about to be calculated as his.

Yang Dayan didn't care about Zheng Crook's shock. After igniting the money, with the loud noise, the lead bullet almost instantly crossed the parabolic distance of nearly 300 steps and hit the wall of the Motianling in the distance, directly smashing the thick wood into a pit, and the wood chips splashed everywhere, which scared Wu Gai, who was standing not far away at the edge, was frightened.

Wu Gai was not the current appearance of an old man, he was also a playboy who had played guns and fired cannons. He was not unfamiliar with tiger squat cannons. This is the most commonly used among many firearms in the Ming Dynasty. However, he had not seen it for a long time. Unexpectedly, the tiger squat cannons in Gao Jin's hand was a real guy, not that kind of thing.

"The mother of Wusheng, her magic power is boundless!"

A few confidants shouted around Wu Gai, which made him come to his senses, "Let those demons and grandchildren set off fireworks. We have received the blessing of our mother and cannot hit us."

After pretending to shout, Wu Gai got off the wall of the village. He didn't dare to stay on it. If the officers, soldiers and gunners were shot correctly, he would not be able to stand it.

Ten tiger squat cannons loaded and fired cannons one by one. Wang Dou and Yang Dayan occupied the cannon position. Although Zheng Crook was angry, these two cannons were extremely accurate and were even more accurate than the gunners who were trained by him with a very bad hand. This left him speechless.

Gao Jin naturally knew why Yang Dayan could beat so accurately, because he taught his friends what he taught. In addition to Grandpa Qi's military strategy, even the practical knowledge of mathematical geometry drawing, Yang Dayan could memorize the trigonometric function table, and he also learned plane geometry well. His level was no worse than that of an old cannon like Zheng Crook.

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Seeing the ten tiger squat cannons continuously launching guns to bombard the thieves' village, but no infantry kept up and took the opportunity to attack the city, the Jinyiwei who was watching the battle couldn't help but sigh that Gao Baihu was so fucking that he was so fucking that he had bird guns and tiger squat cannons under his command, and he was not short of gunpowder and lead. The shells were as if they were not worth money.

Looking at the fierce artillery firepower of the Gao Baihu's men, even Lu Wenzhao couldn't help but doubt it. If Xu Tong hadn't slaughtered the village and confirmed his rebellious crime of rebellion, he would have thought that Gao Baihu was the one who wanted to rebel, otherwise what would he have to do with just a hundred households?

Lu Wenzhao thought about it. In the area of ​​the border area of ​​Shaanxi-Gansu, even the ordinary thousand households were not as accurate as the artillery team under Gao Baihu.

"It's really interesting, this Gao Baihu!"

While talking to himself, Lu Wenzhao became more and more interested in Gao Jin. He found that Gao Yanluo seemed to be in a hurry to attack the thieves, but it was more like he was training troops. He was brave enough.

After the three rounds of shells were shot, the walls of Motianling were already silent. No one wanted to be hit by the shells. Just now, two unlucky ones were hit by the huge solid lead bullets, and they even lost their heads.

"Change the flowering bullet!"

From the second round of artillery attacks, Hu Yanping led his vanguard battalion to approach the village wall of the two of them, while Ma Dacheng and the others led more than 300 young and strong officials, following closely behind.

At this time, Zheng Cutezi saw the White Lotus Sect bandits emerging from the wall of the village, and decisively changed to the flowering bullet with a larger killing area. So the lukewarm situation suddenly became fierce. Zheng Cutezi led the gunners to fire directly, almost cleaning up the wall next to Hu Yanping.
Chapter completed!