Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The artillerymen of the three artillery positions constantly wiped the cannons, cleaned the breeches with brushes, and then lifted the heavy shells, loaded them from the muzzles with the black powder, compacted them, and finally ignited and fired.

Zhu Youxiao's cannon is still a backward fire gate gun, and there is a certain delay in firing, for the army, such a cannon is enough, this delay is nothing, but for the navy, it is too long, often after aiming and firing, the target has already changed a posture, and the shell level falls in another place.

Looking at the continuous stimulation of artillery, Zhu Youxiao thought of the navy with divergent thinking, and the navy also needs better artillery, preferably flintlock guns, which can be fired at the same time. Moreover, the power of the solid bullet is too small, and it can only rely on kinetic energy to hit people, so it is still necessary to develop the flowering bullet.

Thinking of the flowering bomb, Zhu Youxiao quickly thought of another thing, that is, the People's Liberation Army's conscienceless cannon. The official name of the Conscience Cannon is Flying Thunder, which is a projectile weapon with an explosive pack, the main body of which is a gasoline canister, which is then filled with propellant charge, and a dynamite package is ejected after ignition.

Although Zhu Youxiao does not have a gasoline barrel, he has a half-body twelve-pound cannon, in terms of sturdiness, this iron cannon is definitely better than a gasoline barrel, that is, the caliber is smaller, but it doesn't matter, it can be expanded. As for the explosives bag, it doesn't matter, replace it with black powder, which is breaded with stones and nails and the like, although the black powder is small and useless against the strong city walls, but it is absolutely useless to kill and injure the enemy.

With this, it seems that there is no need for small-caliber artillery, to be honest, for enemy soldiers, three catties and six catties of solid ammunition is only a relatively large deterrent, and in terms of real damage, it is really not much. For example, now, Zhu Youxiao fired a hundred cannons, which seemed to be huge, but the actual typhoid fever was not much, and the real casualties of the Jurchens were only four or five hundred.

The power of solid shells is reflected in the attack on the fortification, but it is also useful for large-caliber artillery. Thinking like this, Zhu Youxiao suddenly found that it was a wrong decision for him to pursue range in army artillery, and now he has not really entered the era of firearms, and all kinds of ultra-long-range cannons and tanks have not appeared, and the current mainstream war still stays on hand-to-hand combat and bow and arrow shooting.

And the range of the bow and arrow, for artillery, even the smallest artillery, looks very ridiculous.

"It seems...... It's very interesting! Zhu Youxiao's breathing suddenly became short, and he suddenly found a shortcut to improve his combat effectiveness.

Boom Boom!

The violent cannon sound sounded again, but listening to the sound, it seemed to be coming from the seaside, Zhu Youxiao was interrupted and didn't care, turned his head to look over, and found that it was indeed the navy that began to shell. The navy's naval guns are much larger than the army's caliber, all twelve pound guns, and even on the largest flagship, there are eighteen close guns.

"Boom, bang to Lao Tzu, bomb these dog-damn Tartars!" Standing on the command tower of the flagship, Yu Zhigao held a telescope and looked intently at the situation on land.

Under his shelling, the Tartar cavalry near the seashore were beaten by chickens and dogs, constantly whipping their horses, and fled inland. Next to this flagship, there were ten gunboats lined up in battle, large and small, constantly spitting out angry flames and venting their anger.

"It's fun, it's enjoyable." Yu Zhigao put down the binoculars unsatisfactorily, and then ordered, "Pass my order, stop the shelling, all the warships will anchor, and pursue along the coastline!" ”

It was not until the Tartar cavalry was out of the maximum range of eighteen close guns that Yu Zhigao ordered the shelling to stop.

The fierce shelling of the seaside and behind him made the entire Jurchen completely blow up, although the number of people who died directly under the cannon was very small for the entire 60,000 Eight Banners, but no one dared to bet on this probability, who knew if the shells would fly to their heads in the next moment?

No one dares to guarantee that, especially those military aristocrats who have been accustomed to glory and wealth since the beginning of the army, in the face of this powerless situation, they did not think of fighting back at all, they just wanted to leave this ghost place with their soldiers and horses, and everything would be said after leaving here.

"The red-clothed cannon of the Ming Kingdom is so powerful, damn it, why didn't my Jurchen have it!" Nuerhachi was the first to take the lead, and as he ran, he thought fiercely in his heart that he also wanted cannons.

"Stop the shelling, order Li Tu, and let him pursue ten miles!" Seeing that the entire Jurchen was under continuous artillery bombardment and the formation completely collapsed, Zhu Youxiao began to dispatch the only 5,000 cavalry.

He was not worried about the safety of these cavalrymen, in such a chaotic situation, the entire military organization of the Eight Banners would have collapsed long ago, and the soldiers did not know the generals and the soldiers, and the pursuit at this time was the time to expand the results of the battle, not to mention, Zhu Youxiao did not believe that the pursuing cavalry generals did not even know that the soldiers who had given priority to destroying the enemy's group.

Thundered!

The neat and crisp sound of horses' hooves gradually sounded, and became more and more huge, the cuirass made black by the lacquer shone in the sun, and it made people feel solemn and oppressive when they looked at it, and the neat armor, neat horses, neat cavalry, and dense cavalry ranks exuded a shuddering murderous aura.

Although it was a pursuit, Li Tu did not increase the speed all at once, but slowly, controlled the rhythm of the horses running, and approached the chaotic Tartar cavalry little by little.

The other party was already panicked at the moment, completely unaware of what was happening in the outside world, only knowing that he was whipping the horses vigorously and running forward desperately, not caring whether the shelling stopped or not.

"Clean up the battlefield, and after lunch, pull out the camp and pursue!" After giving the order for the last day, Zhu Youxiao turned around and returned to his camp, he wanted to record the thoughts just now, so as not to forget them later.

Although the collision between the Jurchen Eight Banners and the Yulin Army was fierce, the world was very short, and it was only an hour before and after, and it was not yet noon, and there was still an afternoon to kill, just enough to kill another wave.

As for Sun Chengzong and his entourage, who were chased by Nuer Hachi before, I am afraid that as soon as the Jurchens withdrew, they began to lead people to Shanhaiguan to withdraw, and with the quality of the Liaodong Army in their hands, they were not at all the opponents of the Tartars who were going crazy at this time.

The fierce shelling caused chaos among the Jurchens, and no one thought of collecting Han slaves and transporting baggage, so they all ran forward regardless of it.

When they had settled down a little, they found a large number of sharply armoured and murderous cavalry chasing after them, and Nuer Hachi, who had not yet breathed his breath, was worth continuing to run.

During this period, he tried several times to organize the soldiers and horses, but all of them were solved by a charge from the other side, after facing just a few times, Nuer Hachi painfully found that the cavalry was simply not human, although the three or four meters long cavalry spear can only be used once, but it is an excellent weapon for charging into battle, a charge down, his side has not touched the other party, the person was stabbed down, and then the formation dispersed.

The other party's sabers and armor are also excellent weapons, the knife is made of steel, and the armor is full-body armor, and the armor and weapons captured from the Ming army on Nuerhachi's side can't be eaten at all.

At this time, Houjin was still in the early stage, not the Qing Dynasty outside Shengjing City, where the blacksmith shop stretched for twenty miles, most of the armor and weapons on his body were from seizures, and his own forging ability was not strong, and his output was not much. In the face of the horse chopping knives forged by the cavalry of the Yulin Army, these armors are not enough at all, that is, those elites wearing double armor can barely resist.

After several defeats, Nuer Hachi finally gave up, and fled forward by his own soldiers, and the huge setback cast a heavy shadow on his heart, making his head dizzy, unable to think at all, if it were not for his own soldiers, he was afraid that he would have died in this pursuit.

"Great Khan go quickly, go to the front to organize a counterattack, the other side only has more than 5,000 people, and it is heavy armor, there is no strength left at the moment, it is a good time for us to counterattack!" Just when Nu'er Hachi didn't know how long he had been running, Huang Taiji's still calm voice suddenly remembered.

Hearing what he said, Nuer Hachi smiled miserably, the other party is about to run out of strength, is there anything else on his side? I'm afraid it's worse than the other party. But despite this, after knowing the number of pursuing enemies, he still perked up, he had 60,000 mounted infantry on his side, and he would not be able to resist the pursuit of 5,000 people?

Being chased around before was only because the fierce artillery bombardment disrupted the formation, which made people lose their minds, but it didn't mean that the Jurchen cavalry was weaker than the other party. Thinking of this, Nuer Hachi gathered up the last of his strength and ran forward, preparing to erect his big bag on a high slope in front of him and organize resistance.

And Huang Taiji turned around and rushed over with the more than 1,000 cavalry that he had finally gathered and saved, and stiffened up with the other party.

Rumble!

After the silent shock, the two groups of cavalry collided fiercely, but it was obvious that the Yulin army with a long cavalry spear was obviously even better, and the cavalry spear in the hands of the cavalry in front of the queue stabbed the Jurchen cavalry from a distance, under the effect of the huge impact, the two layers of armor on the Jurchen body were useless, and the spear directly pierced the Jurchen cavalry.

Then, a huge reaction force came, the whole gun shaft was directly shocked and broken, the cavalry of the Yulin Army was obviously familiar with the temperament of the cavalry gun in their hands, and when they just stabbed someone, the hand was directly released, and the broken bar did not hurt them, after throwing away the cavalry gun, they pulled out the horse chopping knife with their backhand, and rushed forward with their horizontal lifts.

Well-equipped and numerous, the thousand cavalry gathered by Huang Taiji is not the opponent of the Yulin Army at all, but his ultimate goal is not to gather and disperse the other party, but to delay time, obviously, he did this, this thousand cavalry is tenacious, and they don't want to die, even if their formation is scattered, they will not back down, and they dare to rush up alone, just to block even a second.

There was no doubt that they had succeeded, and when Li Tu led the men to annihilate the tenacious thousand men, on that dirt slope, Nuer Hachi had already gathered a team of about three or four thousand people, and not far from them, countless people were constantly moving towards that side.

"Retreat!" Li Tu, who was on the horse, saw that his judgment was very clear, although his side could still rush a wave, but the Jurchen had already passed the initial chaotic period, and it was a bit worth the loss to continue to attack at this time, and his own cavalry was noble, and he couldn't fight with the other party one for another.

[Author's digression]: I haven't rested for a month, and I'm so tired from work!