All the artillerymen in the entire Yuan army array were in panic and did not dare to continue firing.

When several Yuan army generals saw this, they had no choice but to persuade the barbarian Hague.

"Sir, let the artillery retreat a little. The rebels are firing too accurately, and no one dares to move forward."

"Yes, sir, if you step back a little and increase the amount of explosives, you can still bombard Chuzhou City."

"Sir, please stand back a little, otherwise the morale of the army may be shaken."

Barbarian Hague's face turned pale, but he had to accept these proposals.

In just a few rounds of shelling, more than 20 artillery pieces of the army were destroyed. If there were another ten or eight rounds, I'm afraid the entire army would be wiped out.

"Back eighty steps!" Barbarian Hague said unwillingly.

The distance of another eighty steps would be equal to 150 meters.

This is already beyond the effective range of the three-pounder. Hitting the target can only rely on luck.

The only two twelve-pound guns were barely able to fire.

"Sir, it's too far, should we continue?" Hu Yiba said while lying on the top of the city.

When Zhu Han saw the Yuan army retreating, he shook his head.

"No need, from such a long distance, even if the shells are fired, I don't believe they can come over."

The artillery of the Yuan army was not as good as Zhu Han's new artillery in terms of craftsmanship and materials.

Cannonballs fired from such a long distance can only scratch the walls of Chuzhou.

but.

The artillery of the Chuzhou defenders stopped roaring, but the Yuan army refused to stop.

The barbarian Hague ignored the objections of the Han generals and forced the gunners to load more gunpowder, ignoring the talk of exploding the barrel.

The Han gunners had no choice but to take the risk and load half the amount of gunpowder.

"Whoever's artillery can't hit the city wall of Chuzhou will be beheaded with a military stick the first time and beheaded the second time!"

A group of barbarian Mongolian soldiers from The Hague shouted loudly behind the gunner.

No matter how reluctant the Han gunners were, they did not dare to disobey in the slightest. The Mongolian butcher's knives were merciless.

With an order, the Yuan army issued an order to fire and launch artillery.

Boom boom!

A loud noise sounded in front of the Yuan army's position, and huge smoke rose into the air.

"how!"

Coach Manzi Hague was so shocked that his ears roared.

He immediately turned around and saw that several artillery pieces of the Yuan army were knocked upside down, and a group of soldiers were also blown to death with bleeding from their mouths and noses.

Many soldiers were seriously injured, and they were wailing in pain on the ground.

"Sir, explode the chamber!"

A Yuan army general held his helmet and said with fear on his face.

"Explode the barrel!"

Barbarian Hague suddenly looked angry.

Because the distance is too far, if you want to hit the Chuzhou City Wall, you must load more gunpowder.

However, the fragile barrel could not withstand the excessive pressure and was blown to pieces in an instant.

The casualties caused by this bombing were more than thirty people, which was much more severe than the first three rounds of bombardment by the rebels.

"Sir, we can't fight anymore. The thieves must have used witchcraft. Our artillery has been possessed by evil spirits. If we continue to fight, we will definitely suffer repercussions!" a Han general begged bitterly.

Any sorcery is just an excuse for him.

The distance is too far and it is impossible to avoid the explosion.

"No, let me fire again. Anyone who dares to disobey military orders will be beheaded immediately!" Barbarian Hague showed no mercy at all.

"Sir, but..." The Han general wanted to persuade.

Snapped!

There was a sound of whip and it hit the Han general in the face.

Immediately there was a burning scar.

"Shut up! My son is already dead after having sex, how dare you, the despicable Hans, to steal a living? If we don't attack Chuzhou City this time, then we will kill all you Hans!" Barbarian Hague has lost his mind.

When the Han general saw this, he did not dare to persuade him anymore and could only obey his orders.

The artillerymen of the Yuan army, forced by military orders, had to take risks and prepare to reload and fire again.

Just now, when the Yuan army's artillery exploded, Zhu Han could see it clearly at the top of Chuzhou City.

"Haha, these Tartar artillery are indeed useless. At such a short distance, their chambers will explode." Zhu Han said with a smile.

"Sir, if we don't bombard them, let them see how powerful we are." Hu Yiba said proudly from the side.

The Yuan army formed a formation in the distance, and although the rebel artillery was not accurate, it could still hit the array in the front row.

"No, keep the gunpowder and don't waste it," Zhu Han said.

In addition to the gunpowder reserves in Zhoucheng, a lot of them were taken away by Zhou Dexing and Zhu Yuanzhang. Now the stocks are very limited and must be saved.

"Hey, are the Tatars going to continue firing?"

Just as Zhu Han was talking, he suddenly saw the Yuan army outside the city preparing to reload and fire cannons again.

"Aren't these Tatars afraid of death?" Hu Yiba also looked disdainful.

The rebel soldiers in Chuzhou also burst into laughter.

After a series of artillery attacks, the Chuzhou defenders became more confident and no longer as weak as at the beginning.

boom!

Following a roar, it sounded again on the Yuan army's position.

The Yuan army's crudely made artillery exploded again.

Suddenly, the rebels in Chuzhou City burst into louder laughter.

Many people even made up jingles and started shouting and laughing.

Zhu Han did not stop these behaviors.

It is a great encouragement for morale.

But in the Yuan army formation, it was different.

Terrifying barrel explosions occurred one after another, and the Han gunners were unwilling to continue.

The Yuan army didn't give them a way to survive at all.

At such a long distance, there is less gunpowder to load, and if you can't hit the city wall, you will be beheaded.

If you load too much gunpowder, you will blow up your body without leaving a whole body.

Many Han gunners simply threw away what they were doing and knelt on the ground begging for mercy.

Even if it is a military method, it is nothing more than decapitation. Once the body is exploded, there will be no intact body.

"Sir, we can't do this anymore, our morale is at stake." A Yuan army general advised.

"Yes, sir, our military strength is ten times that of the thieves, so we are not in such a hurry."

"Sir, even if we don't use artillery to bombard the city, we can still succeed if we capture more nearby Han people and let them fill the trenches to consume the strength of the rebel army, and then attack the city again!"

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Although he didn't care about the life or death of the Han soldiers, too many bombs would affect morale.

Many Mongolian soldiers have always been very superstitious about gunpowder weapons.

If the bombs explode one after another, many people will think that there are ghosts and gods helping the rebels.

"Let the gunners rest for the time being. You guys go and set up sentries around the area. Don't allow any rebels to escape!"

Barbarian Hague said.

"As you command, my lord!"

The artillery of the Yuan army finally misfired.

After a lot of tossing, the sky was gradually getting darker.

The Yuan army began to send cavalry to search the surrounding areas for Han people and their grain and livestock.

Suddenly, in addition to the screams outside the city, there were also black smoke rising everywhere.

The rebel soldiers who had just won the first battle were filled with grief and anger again.
To be continued...