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Compared with Huang Taiji's puzzlement and surprise, the leader of the Urad tribe was bleeding from the heart. Seeing his tribesmen falling under the arrows one by one, he couldn't help but shouted anxiously: "Quick, protect it with a shield! Quick, Put on another shield, two shields protecting one..."

He turned around and shouted in the direction of the large siege equipment rolling slowly from behind: "Hurry up, haven't you eaten yet? Hurry up and push up to cover, you're going to die..."

The Mongolians behind him were not his tribesmen, but other Mongolian tribes. They had no previous training and naturally had no tacit understanding with each other. During this war, it was very common for them to be out of touch with each other.

Huang Taiji frowned as he watched from behind, and immediately ordered his personal guards to pass on the order to make the arrow towers and catapults behind move faster. With their cover, the effect would be much better, and the Ming people on the city head would not be affected. The army can shoot arrows without any scruples.

When the leader of the Urad tribe was here, he had never felt that time passed so slowly. In just a short moment, he felt that it was very long, and it felt like the distance was only about ten feet. The trebuchet and arrow tower climbed over at a speed slower than a snail.

The catapult stopped a little further than the arrow tower. The Mongols listened to the orders of the Eight Banners of the Han Army and were busy driving the stakes with all their strength, trying to drive the stakes as quickly as possible. Time fixed trebuchet. Behind them, carts of large stones were being pulled over, and a group of Mongolians were rushing to carry the stones to the trebuchet.

On those tall arrow towers, many Mongolian archers have climbed to the top along the ladder at the back, and the ground is full of archers. The resulting burden was that these arrow towers were heavier, and more people were forced to push and pull them, slowly pushing the arrow towers to a distance where bows and arrows could reach the top of the city.

The Jianlu leader watched all this from a distance. Daishan among them breathed a sigh of relief and said to Huang Taiji: "Your Majesty, after the trebuchets and arrow towers were put in place and put into effect, the Ming army on the top of the city was suppressed, and the pits were filled and dug below. The speed will be much faster.”

Huang Taiji nodded, looked up at the sky, and said with a little worry: "This battle must end early. It has been delayed for too long. If those who were full are hungry again and have no strength to fight, let alone face the Ming army. No matter what, even morale will definitely be affected!"

"Don't worry, your majesty. Once the road is filled, under the cover of arrow towers and catapults, the ladder truck and so many ordinary ladders will be mounted. The so-called ant attack on the city is nothing more than that. This Gaizhou is not as strong as Ningjin." The city, maybe we can win the city without hitting the city car..."

Before Daishan could finish his words, he heard a "boom, boom, boom" sound, interrupting his speech, causing him to turn his head and look in shock.

He saw gunpowder smoke rising from the top of Gaizhou City. Having experienced the battlefield for a long time, he knew at a glance that artillery had just been fired there. Looking down, he saw two arrow towers and a trebuchet surrounded by iron eggs. Although those arrow towers and trebuchets were made of rough wood, they were completely like paper at this time. They collapsed suddenly, and the arrows The archers on the tower had not fired an arrow, and the trebuchets had not thrown a single stone.

Broken wood flew everywhere, and the busy Mongolians and Eight Banners of the Han Army were lying down underneath. Those who were lucky enough not to be affected were frightened to death. They didn't even care about their accomplices who were lying on the ground crying for their fathers and mothers, and just held their heads. run.

Daishan was speechless and looked at Cheng Dao. Huang Taiji's face also became very gloomy, and he said bitterly: "Fifteen cannons, this is the first time, and three of them were hit. How can these gunners be more powerful than Ning Jin's gunners?"

Originally, Huang Taiji was still a bit lucky. The Ming army suddenly captured Gaizhou and might not bring heavy artillery. In Gaizhou City, there were at most a few small cannons taken away by the Ming army. If the Qing Dynasty had not sent all its skilled artillerymen to Jinzhou and suffered losses, they would not have used trebuchets but artillery when attacking Gaizhou this time.

Now, the facts before him completely shattered Huang Taiji's luck. The Ming army not only brought artillery, but also had such skilled gunners. He was sure that this person was definitely not transferred from Guan Ning!

"Your Majesty, don't worry, it's probably just luck!" Dai Shan comforted him after hearing this.

How to fire artillery accurately is really a technical job. At least the Manchu people are not this good. Only the Han people have this ability. He had also gone to see the gunners that the Qing Dynasty had finally collected and selected from them. It was impossible for him to have such a high hit rate. But even that kind of gunner is gone now.

By comparison, Daishan was 70% sure that the Ming army's shelling was due to good luck! if not……

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking to Huang Taiji, he heard the sound of "boom, boom, boom" coming from his ears again. When he heard the sound, he looked over and saw puffs of gunpowder smoke rising into the sky above Gaizhou City. The cold wind is blowing, and the smoke is disappearing.

Turning his eyes back to his own position, he was shocked to find that this time, four arrow towers and two trebuchets were hit, and the scene was in a mess again.

"This..." Daishan couldn't help but say aloud, but he could only say one word, and he couldn't go on. His old face was full of shock!

Huang Taiji, on the other hand, was shocked and finished his sentence: "How is this possible!"

This may be the gap in civilization. Although the Jianlu barbarians from Liaodong can kill people with knives and shoot arrows with bows, they cannot understand ballistics, do not know how to measure distances, mark, etc. They are used to the artillery of the past. That kind of accuracy, now that I have seen the hit rate brought about by the New Army's artillery battalion that spent countless artillery powder training, it would be strange not to be dumbfounded!

However, Huang Taiji was a battle-hardened man after all, and he quickly turned around and recognized the reality. The first time can be said to be luck, but the second time is definitely not luck, but strength.

He immediately issued an order in an anxious tone: "Send the order and speed up the advance, otherwise you will be a living target and will be blown away by the Ming army!"

After he finished speaking, he saw the Mongolians and the Eight Banners of the Han Army scurrying about on the front line, and shouted coldly: "Let the supervising team come forward. Anyone who flees without receiving military orders will be executed on the spot!"

As expected of the elite Jianlu, Huang Taiji's will was carried out as quickly as possible. Teams of Jianlu Supervisory Teams were at the front line, executing those who fled back one by one. The corpses were placed in different places, which effectively frightened those who fled back.

Behind those large siege equipment, there were also Jianlu urging with swords and guns. It can be clearly seen that the speed of those large siege equipment has indeed accelerated!

This is an additional update to the recommendation vote.