What's even more terrible is that not only are there grape bullets shot from the red-clothed cannon, but also solid bullets shot from the flying dragon cannon. The combination of the two immediately caused Shang Kexi's artillery to suffer heavy losses. There were six or seven gun barrels just falling to the ground. In other words, there were six or seven red-clothed cannons temporarily lost their function.

"Back!"

"Back!"

"Back!"

Shang Kexi screamed at the top of his lungs.

No grape bomb hit him, and he felt that he must thank God for his blessing. Now, his only task is to remove the remaining artillery team. He cannot leave the artillery team alone. Because the artillery team is the lifeblood of Haoge and Huang Taiji. If he throws this lifeblood, his head will be thrown away.

The remaining Han flag artillery hurriedly turned the carriage and retreated desperately. The team of Haoge's personal soldiers who were supervising the army behind were shocked by the scene in front of them, and they were not stopped. They let Shang Kexi and others retreat. After being stunned for a moment, the team of personal soldiers also turned around and retreated. Because, more marbles fell down, if they did not retreat, they would be killed.

When Haoge saw it from behind, his face was stiff and his chest was blocked. Damn, he knew that after the Tiger Army had the red cannon, the attack of the Jin army would definitely be doubled. As expected, the Red Cannon of the Jin army could not enter the effective range at all. It could not enter the effective range. It would not be so easy to directly blow the wall of Dongjiabao. The city wall could not be opened, so there was only a ladder. When it came to climbing the ladder, Haoge had a psychological shadow...

Shang Kexi and others retreated to the starting point just now, about five miles away from Dongjiabao, before they could barely stop. At this distance, the grape bullets fired by the red cannon of the Tiger Ben Army and the solid bullets fired by the Flying Dragon Cannon could not hit them. They finally breathed a sigh of relief when they escaped.

"Set up the cannon!"

"Set up the cannon!"

"Set up the cannon!"

Shang Kexi shouted impatiently.

Shang Kexi was also a little angry when he was beaten like this by the Hu Ben Army. He wanted to fight back hard. Damn Hu Ben Army, don't think that only you have red cannons, we also have them. Under Shang Kexi's shouting, the artillery soldiers of the Han army flag started to set up cannons in a hurry. Perhaps because of the fright just now, many of the gunners' movements were deformed. After a while, all the red cannons were set up.

"fire!"

"fire!"

"fire!"

Shang Kexi couldn't wait to roar.

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, a sound like a thunderclap sounded in Shang Kexi's ears.

Shang Kexi thought it was the sound of the cannon fire at first, but suddenly he felt something was wrong. Why didn’t it sound like the sound of the cannon popping out of the bore? He quickly turned his head and found that something was wrong. It turned out that I don’t know what happened, but a red cannon controlled by the gunners exploded. Maybe the gunners made a mistake in their busyness, and they were frightened and the ammunition was loaded incorrectly.

After a loud bang, all the artillery soldiers around the red-clothed cannon were blown upside down, which was terrible. The barrel of the red-clothed cannon also broke into two pieces, and it was so messy that you placed it on the ground. Other artillery soldiers were also frightened by the sudden incident. Many gunners held torches in their hands, but forgot to ignite the fuse.

"Continue firing!"

"Continue firing!"

"Continue firing!"

Shang Kexi screamed fiercely.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The red-clothed cannon of the Tartars finally roared.

A solid bullet passed through the sky and smashed towards Dongjiabao. Similarly, inside Dongjiabao, the red cannons of the Tiger Ben Army were also roaring. One by one, the shells were smashing towards Shang Kexi's artillery positions.

In fact, both sides use solid bullets, and the hit rate is very low. Among the 100 shells, not one can hit directly. However, the sound of the dongdong cannon is still very shocking. This sound can not only enhance the confidence and courage of one's own people, but also attack the confidence and courage of the enemy.

The artillery that was discovered by Shang Kexi was suppressed by the red cannon of the Hu Ben Army and could not move forward. Huang Taiji couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He knew very well that the most powerful thing about the red cannon was not the solid bullet, but the grape bullet. The grape bullet of the red cannon could be shot three miles away! Once the infantry and cavalry of the Jin army entered the range of the grape bullets of the red cannon, the red cannon of the Hu Ben Army would definitely fire grape bullets to intercept. At that time, the casualties of the Jin army would be greatly affected.

In fact, after the Battle of Dalinghe, Huang Taiji once thought about taking Jinzhou in one go. But later, he gave up. The reason was very simple. There were red-clothed cannons deployed at the top of Jinzhou. Although the Jin army also had red-clothed cannons in their hands, compared with the red-clothed cannons of the defenders, it was obviously more powerful than the red-clothed cannons of the defenders.

Because the defenders' red-clothed cannons can effectively prevent the Jin army from approaching when firing grape bullets. When a piece of grape bullets rained, the attacking party would fall down. Unless Huang Taiji was willing to pay heavy casualties as a price, it would be very difficult to break through Jinzhou. Unexpectedly, he repeatedly avoided the strong city and eventually had to attack the tough ones.

Damn Dongjiabao!

Damn Zhang Zhun!

Huang Taiji could only curse hard in his heart.

At this moment, he really wanted to crush Zhang Zhun's bones and ashes. Because he knew very well that even if this battle could be smoothly dealt with Zhang Zhun, the number of casualties paid by the Jin army would be absolutely amazing. His original estimate was 20,000 to 30,000 people. However, judging from the current situation, I am afraid that 20,000 to 30,000 people would not be able to control it. Once the battle was fully launched, even he could not control its direction.

"Change grape bullet!"

Sure enough, when the Tartars approached Dongjiabao, Mo Ru immediately ordered.

Shang Kexi's red-clothed cannon can only fire solid bullets at a distance of five miles. If it fires grape bullets, it can only hit its own people. But the red-clothed cannons of the Hu Ben Army are different. They can fire solid bullets or grape bullets. Now, the enemy's infantry is coming up, and it is the time when the grape bullets are in a rage. Isn't it this time that Mo Ru has been waiting for?

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

All the red cannons of the Hu Ben Army roared.

Grape bombs were poured into the sky again and then fell down fiercely.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

"Swoosh swish swish!"

"Swoosh swish swish!"

The marbles of the grape bullet kept falling down, making an extremely sharp sound.

The advancing Tartars, whether infantry or cavalry, fell to the ground after being hit by marbles. Blood splattered and flesh flew everywhere, and the scene was very chaotic. The original snow was now impossible to see. The war horses that were speeding at high speed fell to the ground after being hit by marbles. Under the action of huge inertia, they drew long and deep ravines in the snow, and they could not see their original appearance.

Fortunately, the number of red-clothed cannons in the Hu Ben Army does not seem to be very large, and the interval between the launch of grape bullets is still relatively long. Otherwise, even if the Tartars' troops are ten times stronger, they will not be able to rush through the thick barrage. Using the interval between the launch of grape bullets, the Tartars still kept rushing forward.

The offensive spirit of the warriors of the Great Jin army was still very commendable. Although they suffered losses, they rushed forward bravely. The grape bullets of the Red Cannon caused them a considerable casualties, but they could not completely stop them from moving forward. Soon, a considerable number of Tartars passed through the grape bullet blockade of the Red Cannon and appeared near the walls of the Dongjiabao City.

Three hundred feet...

Two hundred feet...

One hundred and fifty feet...

"preparation!"

"put!"

Xu Ziwen shouted quickly.

The Tartars entered the range of the grape bullets of the Dragon Cannon, of course they had to use more violent grape bullets to greet them. The speed at which the Dragon Cannon fired grape bullets was much faster than the Red Cannon. The combination of the Red Cannon and the Dragon Cannon could completely build a line of defense for death on the Tartars' forward route.

"Bangbangbangbang!"

"Bangbangbangbang!"

"Bangbangbangbang!"
Chapter completed!