This is the darkest time of the day, and it is also the time when people are most sleepy. The interactions of the scouts in the first half of the night are also coming to an end at this time.
At this time, if any of the Zhenjiang Fort's scouts are lucky enough to survive, they should return to the city.
Otherwise, they will be exposed to the sight of the Ming army as soon as it gets dark. Then, they will either be pierced into hedgehogs by the Ming army's bows, arrows and flying spears, or they will be blasted out of the Ming army's cannons. Under the dawn,
They have nowhere to hide.
Therefore, they would not know that in the trenches on all sides of Zhenjiang Fort, all the crossbowmen of the Ming army were crowded in the trench they had just spied on countless times.
At a distance of one hundred to one hundred and fifty steps, it is easy to shoot an arrow from the top of the city. However, if you are not sure about the accuracy, you can also send the arrow from the bottom of the city to the top of the city.
The entire Zhenjiang Fort was as quiet as a sleeping baby.
Until a fierce sound of firecrackers woke the baby from his sweet dream.
The Tatars on the top of the city suddenly woke up and frantically looked for the direction of the sound of the firecrackers. However, before they had time to find out where the firecrackers were being fired, they looked up and saw a scene they would never forget.
The stars in the sky seemed to have suddenly fallen down. They were so densely packed that everyone who raised their heads could see them. With the light of fire all over the sky, they swept over the sky and covered the earth.
The entire Zhenjiang Fort seemed to be suddenly illuminated.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"
Some people shouted loudly and ran wildly on the city gate, while others stood as if stunned, watching the rockets falling from the sky, confused and confused as to what was happening.
However, the rain of arrows in the sky had the same attitude towards them. Regardless of whether they were running or standing, hedgehogs were stabbed one after another in almost a few breaths, and countless rockets fell on them.
Everything that could be burned began to burn at the top of the city.
The sound of fire cannons was the sound of orders. Almost instantly, the archers who had been ambushing under the city used all their strength to wildly shoot rockets into the city one after another.
From all directions, from the ditch in front of every city gate.
The bows and arrows that can shoot to the top of the city or even the city must be strong bows, and even a skilled archer can only shoot seven or eight rockets at most. After that, their arms will be so weak that they are not like themselves.
Yes.
Archers must shoot enough arrows as quickly as possible before their strength is exhausted, starting with rockets, and later, even arrows without fire.
Amidst the overwhelming rain of arrows, the Ming army began to shout.
"Kill!"
"Come on!"
The shouts were earth-shattering, as if the Ming army launched a fierce attack on the four city gates at the same time. Countless Tatars rushed up from the city, pushed away the companions who died at the top of the city, and treated the companions who died at the top of the city as if they were dead.
The bunker to withstand the rain of arrows began to hide behind the city wall, throwing arrows wildly outward.
In the darkness, an unknown number of Ming troops rushed over, throwing missiles or direct fire at the top of the city, making no difference to the Tatar defenders.
Wei Qi and Obai each rushed out of their rooms and began to loudly order their subordinates.
Pairs of elite soldiers with yellow flags and various weapons began to move towards the city. Everyone realized that the Ming army had finally taken action and was not bluffing like before.
Because they didn’t know whether the Ming army was a feint attack or a main attack, according to the plan of the matter, Wei Qi left two Niulu elites beside him, and two Niulu troops were placed in the other four directions, southeast, northwest, and Daur.
With many men and horses, Wei Qi had enough strength to respond before judging the Ming army's intentions.
"It's our turn!"
When the arrow rain in the sky gradually became sparse, and when earth-shattering shouts rang out from all around, Jiang Yanran, fully dressed, stood behind the artillery team, pointing her little hand in the direction of the front: "Fire!"
"fire."
"fire!!"
On the artillery team position, orders to fire came one after another. Burning torches were placed on the fuses one by one. The burning sound of the fuses was drowned out by the shouts of the surrounding Ming troops as if they were silent. This made the gunners who fired the cannons panic.
I wonder if I lit the fuse.
However, the subsequent earth-shaking loud noise and the familiar vibration under their feet made them extremely sure that they had done nothing wrong. At this time, the shouts that had just filled their ears seemed to have disappeared, and there was nothing but buzzing in their ears.
sound, nothing can be heard.
The shouts have no meaning at this moment. There is no need to use hand gestures to command. Everyone knows what they should do at this moment.
Cool down, clear the chamber, load, charge, and fire!
Regardless of what their comrades who are more than ten steps away from their gun positions are doing, these gunners have only one belief in their hearts, either that the city gate in the distance will be blown to pieces by themselves, or that they will be killed by themselves and
The cannon next to him was blown to pieces.
Either they will die today or you will die!
Each three-pound iron ball, with the roar of the wind and the huge kinetic energy given to them by the gunpowder, slammed into the city gate and the city wall. For a moment, under the light of the rocket,
, the vague outline of the city gate became dusty, and no one could see clearly. Among the shells fired by these cannons, which ones actually hit the city gate, and which ones missed the city wall and splashed everywhere.
A wave of gravel carried away many Tatars near the city gate.
Or, there were a few cannonballs that landed among the crowd on top of the city, and there was a faint light that seemed to burst out from the flying dust.
The trench under the East Gate City has been closed, and the archers have withdrawn. Now there are fully armed soldiers everywhere. Most of them don't know how to withstand the huge noise and the shock caused by the cannon firing, but this is not enough.
It didn't stop them from holding the weapons in their hands tightly, waiting nervously and excitedly for the sound of cannons to stop.
I don’t know how much time has passed, a quarter of an hour? Maybe two quarters of an hour? Or maybe it’s just a cup of tea. But the soldiers in the trench feel like a century has passed. Everyone looks at the people in the darkness around them.
My companion tried his best to pretend to be calm, but he didn't notice that the knuckles holding the weapon began to turn slightly white because it had been a long time.
The sound of gunfire suddenly stopped.
There was no warning at all, and the shouts all around gradually died down just as the gunfire sounded. At this moment, almost no one was shouting.
The city on the opposite side was also silent, just like the Tatars on the city did not expect that the bombardment suddenly stopped.
"Now!" A general jumped out of the ditch and pointed the tip of his knife at the city gate: "Brothers, charge into the city and kill the Tatars, now!!!"