“Woo…”

A low whimper whizzed through the air, and then an eighteen-pound solid projectile hit Chengmenlou Mountain. With a huge impact and a scream, the already shaking citygoing tower finally collapsed with a bang.

Gao Yingxiang, who had already escaped to the nearby battlements in advance, looked at the rising dust in the sky and looked very ugly.

Huang Long, who had been guarding him, helped him up and persuaded: "King of Chuang, the artillery fire of the officers and soldiers is too fierce. You should go down and avoid it!"

"hide?"

Gao Yingxiang pointed to the bandits around him who were desperately huddled in the corner, wishing to stuff himself into the cracks in the ground and smiled bitterly: "Look at them, they are still like this now. If I hide under the city wall, what would they do?"

Huang Long stopped talking. Now the morale of the bandits in Mengjin City has reached the verge of collapse. If it weren't for the Ming army outside that had no way to escape, they would have dispersed long ago.

Since this morning, many bandits have been unable to withstand the pressure and tried to escape into the city to hide. They have all relied on Huang Long and other leaders to lead the old camp's confidants and chopped off the heads of more than ten bandits who were trying to escape, and then barely maintained the situation. This is still under Gao Yingxiang's supervision on the spot. If Gao Yingxiang leaves, Huang Long can be sure that all bandits on the city wall will run away for at most a quarter of an hour.

Huang Long didn't say anything, poked his head out of the battlement just as he wanted to look at the situation outside, but when he just stuck his head out, his face suddenly changed and he saw a black shell flying towards him.

Before he could react, he saw a shell hitting the city wall not far from them, and then bounced back to the side. However, Huanglong clearly saw that the shell seemed to be flashing with fire.

Huang Long turned around and threw Gao Yingxiang on the ground, yelling: "No, hurry up and take it off!"

Accompanied by the sound of Huanglong, a huge explosion sounded. Gao Yingxiang, who was lying on the ground, felt that the ground and the surrounding city walls were shaking, and his ears were buzzing, and he almost couldn't breathe.

He tried hard to pinch his neck, trying to breathe more fresh air, but only the pungent smell of gunpowder and dust smoke into his nose. The process was extremely difficult. It took him unknown how long that Gao Yingxiang felt better.

He slowly opened his eyes and climbed up hard. Only then did he realize that Huang Long, who had just protected him, was lying on the ground and his face turned pale and motionless. He didn't know how to live or die.

"Brother Huanglong, Brother Huanglong! Come on, come on!"

Gao Yingxiang roared loudly. Huang Long was his most hard-core confidant. Now he was seriously injured for him. How could Gao Yingxiang not be anxious?

Several bandits had just rushed to lift Huang Long down, and one bandit pointed outside and shouted: "No, the Ming army is going to attack the city!"

Gao Yingxiang poked his head halfway and saw teams of Ming soldiers wearing black uniforms walking towards the city wall in neat steps. Behind them were countless Ming soldiers wearing green military uniforms and helmets walking slowly, carrying ladders, and the originally dense artillery fire suddenly stopped, and the entire city wall became silent again.

"Everyone pays attention...Arrower...Arrower comes forward!"

"Arrowers come over quickly and prepare to shoot archery!"

The city wall was in chaos. A famous archer was kicked and beaten by his respective leaders and rushed to the battlements. He shouted that they were preparing to shoot archers and shoot archers, and then they fought back the Ming army's attack!

"You all have to remember that if the Ming army really wants to rush up to the city wall, the elderly, weak, women and children may still survive, but we all have to die. Don't forget what you have done these days? We are thieves, and it is light to behead them when they fall into the hands of the government. It is not an exaggeration to cut them into pieces, so you don't think you can get through it!" A leader waved a steel knife and shouted loudly, with a fierce look on his face.

"Prepare...ready..."

A famous archer took out the arrow from the sac on his waist and put it on the bowstring to prepare for archery. Although their bow range was only about one hundred steps, the height of the city wall could shoot a distance of two hundred steps. This is the benefit of occupying the territory.

"Okay, the Ming army is here. When they get close to me, they will shoot arrows immediately. If anyone dares to do anything, don't blame me for being rude!"

Although the archers on the city wall were already panicked, they had to cheer up and stare at the Ming army under the city under the command of the leader, and arrows were also placed on the bowstrings.

Gao Yingxiang stared at the Ming army wearing black clothes walking in front. He always felt something was wrong. These Ming army were burly and sturdy. They looked even stronger than ordinary Jiangning army. It was obvious that they were not ordinary Ming army. What were they doing?

But it doesn't matter. As long as they reach two hundred steps, their archers will teach them to be a good person.

But something unexpected happened to him. The soldiers in black stopped when they walked three hundred steps away from the city wall, and then raised the musket in their hands and pointed it at the city wall.

"What are they doing? How can the muskets be shot farther away?"

Gao Yingxiang was nervous at first, but then he couldn't help laughing.

After dealing with the Ming army so much, he knew very well that the range of the Ming army's musket was only about eighty steps at most. No matter how far it was, it would be without accuracy, and its power would be greatly reduced and it would have no lethality at all.

When the Ming army stopped at this distance, the bow on the city wall could not shoot that far, but they were the same. In this way, their actions were meaningless.

But after laughing, Gao Yingxiang felt nervous. The commander of the Jiangning Army was Yang Feng, the famous Duke of Xinguo. He was not a fool and would definitely not do such ridiculous things. This means that the Ming army below must have...

"Bump..."

Before Gao Yingxiang's mind could turn, he heard a low musket sound.

Accompanied by the gunfire, Gao Yingxiang clearly saw the screams from the city walls standing at the battlement, bloody flowers appeared on the chest or heads, or lying heavily to the ground or covering his chest and making shrill screams. He could even hear a few lead bullets crossing his head and hitting the city walls, making crackling sounds.

"How is this possible? Why did the Ming army's muskets hit so far?"

Gao Yingxiang was stunned by lightning. The Ming army's muskets were so long that their archers could not play any role. The Ming army could even suppress them with these muskets, so the seemingly tall city wall had lost its meaning.
Chapter completed!