"Hey, Bai Guangen and Ma Ke are really going to come over and die?"

On the wall of Yangcun, Zheng Zhilong put away his telescope, his face full of surprise. The horse soldiers who had gone out had discovered that the Shun Army was parked in Wuqing, logging wood and making tools, as if they were preparing for the pre-war preparations. He didn't care much.

Because these two white horses don’t have a cannon in their hands, how can they fight with me?

Therefore, Zheng Zhilong is really confused now. Why is Bai Guangen and Ma Ke unable to think about it and insist on having a fight with him?

Although Yangcun is not a real city, to be honest, the walls nearly two meters high and the trenches outside have not been idle these days. Zheng Zhilong has not been idle for the past few days. He has built a wall of sheep and horses outside and also set up a battle shed on the wall. For Zheng Jun, who is famous for his sharp guns and cannons, such defense is enough. Bai Guangen, why did Ma Ke still die?

"Master, Bai Guangen, Ma Ke and others probably have to come. Tang Tong lost his only son in front of Pingtong Bridge, and his soldiers were also seriously injured. However, the two generals of Baima were not injured. How could Li Zhe be satisfied with him when he saw him?

Even if the leopard is on the head, he will accept a letter of fame when he joins Liangshan. How can he avoid it?”

Chen Ding's words made Zheng Zhilong laugh when he heard them, and he didn't know whether it was true or not, but if it was true, Bai Guangen and Ma Ke would be too sad.

No matter that, if the soldiers come to block the enemy, the water comes to cover the enemy, Zheng Zhilong is not afraid at all in Yang Village.

The walls of sheep and horses under the city were covered with muskets, and small cannons were all placed. Even on the outside of the trench, a large number of caltrops were scattered. It was just that there were not too many antlers to resist the horse.

Suddenly, Zheng Zhilong said "huh", and he hurriedly raised his telescope and took a closer look. He saw it very clearly that there were not only some long-time players and swordsmen in the two military formations of the White Horses, but also many people pushed heavy shield cars up, and he read that he was not wrong.

It's just a shield cart. It's just that there is no Mengniang leather on the surface, but it's directly a row of thick logs. There are still quite a lot of them.

"Good guy, this shield car is not worse than the big shield car of the Tartars..." Hong Xu behind Zheng Zhilong was quite surprised. He held up a thousand-mile mirror and counted carefully: "One, two, three, four, good guy... there are more than 30." Only the first batch of shield cars were invested.

"As such a thick wooden raft, I'm afraid it's impossible to penetrate even if the big turtle dove-footed gun."

"No, there seemed to be sacks piled behind the wooden raft. If it were sand, it would be the same as the large shield chariot used by the Dai family to Ji Tartar. I'm afraid the Fran cannon below would not be able to be hit."

Hong Xu said in surprise. Unexpectedly, the tactics that the Tartars could use were now used by Bai Guangen and Ma Ke.

However, Hong Xu was not panicked at all. Fran’s machine cannon could not be fired, and the five-pound cannon could not be fired. At that time, the Tartars did not succeed in Daijiaji, but now the two of them were unable to succeed.

There are many good archers in the Tartars who are accurate in the field. Are there two white horses and rats?

In the Tartars, the soldiers and generals were full of morale and fighting spirit. Can the soldiers under the White Horse compare with them?

As far as he knows, Li Zicheng clamored to "equal land and exemption from grain", but this policy has not been very disturbed. Li Zicheng's own brothers have not yet equal land, let alone Bai Guangen and Ma Ke.

In the Dashun Army formation at this moment, Bai Guangen and Ma Ke would not tell the story of Dai Jiaji, but only said that this was a method they learned when they met the Tartars, which could protect against firearms and cannons.

"As long as you can push the shield chariot to the city of Yangcun, then throw it in half a bunch of grass, the archers behind you fire rockets and lit the rolling smoke, it will inevitably block the Zheng thief's sight, causing the power of Zheng's guns and cannons to be greatly reduced. Then throw the man into the trench with firewood. After the matter is completed, the army will rush to kill the Zheng soldiers outside the city, even if they can't take Yangcun, they can kill all the Zheng soldiers outside the city."

This is the trick that Bai Guangen and Ma Ke came up with. I have to say that from the surface, it is still very feasible.

Hao Yaoqi nodded repeatedly after hearing this. This was indeed a good way to deal with Zheng Jun.

"The two generals are indeed well-known and can come up with such a wonderful plan. Mr. Hao will wait and see here."

Hao Yaoqi's attitude towards Bai Guangen was better because the two were old acquaintances. When Bai Guangen was with Huntianhou, they met. Although this does not mean that Bai Guangen had shown mercy to the bandits after becoming an official army, with such experience, Bai Guangen's environment in Dashun Dynasty was always easier than Mako.

"Prepare for combat!"

The intense war drums sounded, and the shouts of officers from all over the city were heard one after another: "Prepare for battle!"

The gunners were already ready.

The observer observed the progress of the enemy troops outside the city on the top of the city, and kept exploding numbers: "The enemy is nearly 500 steps!"

This is not because Zheng Zhilong has any advanced measuring instruments in his hands. He really hopes to have such things. He has asked Chen Yujie (Xu Guangqi's nephew) to take someone to study, but Chen Yujie has not yet developed any results.

The observer was able to accurately report the answer because Zheng Zhilong had already measured the distance outside the city. On the ground that seemed to be clear, there were actually marks after marking, with the accuracy of ten steps.

"The enemy has nearly 450 steps."

"The enemy is nearly 300 steps..."

As the number of reports is repeated, the shield car is getting closer and closer.

"Blade the shield cart for me, and aim each cannon at it independently." The guard officer shouted loudly.

Immediately, the "squeaking" wooden plate sounded, and the winch slowly adjusted the angle of the muzzle. With a loud bang, a five-jin cannon fired first. Then, another five-jin cannon next to it also emitted thick smoke, and two iron balls flew violently towards the enemy array, one in front and one behind.

The sound of cannons came one after another. On the wall on the east side of Yangcun, six five-jin cannons fired one after another in large areas of smoke rising.

Under the wall, a large number of laborers were urged to carry medicine powder buckets, iron bullets, and bullet holders. Most of them were the officials and servants who were intercepted by Zheng Zhilong in the past few days. Only a few of them were locals from Yangcun.

At the same time, in some rooms inside, women of different ages were sitting around the long table, with cut strips of paper, dry hemp ropes, granulated powder and small projectiles placed on the table. Their work was obvious.

For these women, this does not seem difficult. Women of this era, female celebrities are essential skills, whether it is a lady or a jasper in the family.

However, these individual women were more troubled to work under Zheng Junbing's sharp eyes.

After all, those women who are officials who leave Beijing and leave their relatives are mostly pretty women.

Now that the big men are staring at me so directly, many people are not very comfortable with it, and they feel like they have borers all over their bodies.

But what can they do?

Just some official wives and concubines, aren’t they treated the same now?

Finally, there are some grenade-enclosed...

The vacant house in Yang Village gave Zheng Zhilong great convenience, and it is now full of these people.

Fortunately, the first shell hit a forward shield car. With a loud "boom", the wooden raft at the front of the shield car broke into pieces. The broken wood and sand flew around, and the axles seemed to be unable to bear it. Three wheels flew straight, and the heavy body of the car crawled into the nest. The soldiers and gunners around suffered the disaster. The aroused broken wood chips were hit so hard that they were covered in blood and they rolled to the ground and howled.

Another shell that followed flicked on the ground, but did not hit the shield car, but broke into a military formation behind the shield car and directly struck a flesh-and-blood alley among the crowd. It took away many people's arms and legs along the way, injured and killed many people, leaving only a shrill scream.

Six five-jin cannons fired, and only the first two cannons made contributions, but Zheng Zhilong was already very satisfied.

Next, he stood on the wall, watching the iron bullets blowing, either hitting the shield cart or flowing into the crowd.

Just from a distance of 300 steps to 200 steps, Shunjun didn't know how many cannons and how much losses he suffered.

"Damn it."

In the back of the two white horses, Hao Yaoqi put down the telescope in his hand and couldn't help but curse. Zheng Zhilong's musket had never seen it, but the cannon was indeed sharp.

"Brother, don't worry. When you meet such a person, you have to slowly grind it in war. There are wood outside, and when the shield carts are all gone, you will build a few more cars, which can always be piled up under the city. Don't worry, we will never ask Zheng Zhilong to please him."

Bai Guangen said hurriedly. Marco nodded immediately and agreed.

"The Tartars were fighting outside the pass earlier, so they were slowly fighting?" Hao Yaoqi didn't like this kind of war.

"Without cannons, you can only slowly get rid of it. The Tartars outside the pass are not good at siegeing cities. The reason why one strong city in Liaodong was lost after another was that they were all rats who were afraid of life and fearless of death and shamelessly surrendered."

"Otherwise, it depends on the battle of Jinzhou. Zu Dashou's soldiers were only 10,000, and he could still hold on to the city for two years..."

"The reason why Zhu Ming's troops lost one after another was entirely because the field was inferior to Jianlu and his initiative was lost."

Just as they were nagging for a few words, more and more shield vehicles were destroyed by the attacking troops of the White Horse Army. Some people were even frightened and fled in panic.

The soldiers and generals sent by the two were all useless recruits. Seeing that they could only be beaten but not fight back, their mentality collapsed.

Bai Guangen waved his hand, and his nephew Bai Liangzhu led a group of servants to go forward, holding a big knife and spear, and without saying a word, stabbed and slashed some of the most powerful deserters to death.

Isn’t it necessary to use thunder means at this time?

From morning to the west, the sun was getting bigger and dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it seemed that it was going to rain again.
Chapter completed!