Shen Shikui definitely didn't know that there was a eunuch who was thinking about being his son-in-law, and Liu Xingxian didn't know that someone was beating his brother's idea.

Both were now staring ahead.

In front of them stood six rows of soldiers with guns, the first four rows of which were brought from Jiangnan by Duke Wei, and the last two rows of temporarily recruited soldiers.

Shen Shikui and the others called these people the gunslingers, and the subordinates called the iron artillery team.

After discovering that a Jurchen cavalry had copied over on the left flank, a standard-bearer with three flags of different colors on his back immediately walked to the front of the team, pulled out the red pennant he was carrying and waved it vigorously.

At the same time, a red smoke bomb rose into the air.

"Turn left!"

Taro Higashimura commanded his subordinates loudly in a scribbled Chinese.

The officers and soldiers of the imperial army in the first four rows immediately instinctively turned to the left according to the command, and the movements were neatly drawn, and the Jurchen soldiers copied from the left flank were instantly turned into frontal.

The two rows of improvised conscripts in the back were a little unfamiliar with the password, but they still turned around like the people in front of them.

"Turn around!"

Du Zheng shouted, and more than a hundred soldiers with spears hurriedly turned left, and their movements were obviously scattered compared to the people in front.

"Ready!"

Taro Higashimura pointed the command knife in his hand to the front, and the more than 200 firecrackers behind him quickly picked up the firecrackers that were erected and faced the Jurchen cavalry who were fighting horses in front.

De Ambu didn't expect the Ming army to turn so fast, and he also knew that the Ming army was powerful, but at this time, it was impossible for him to stop and order his subordinates to dismount and use bows and arrows to defeat the Ming army's array. He could only grit his teeth and lower his body, hoping to be able to break through the Ming army's array with the speed of his war horse, and then penetrate them.

Shen Shikui, Liu Xingxian and the others are most worried about whether the gunners in front can block the Jurchen charge, although there are not many Jurchen cavalry rushing over, and there are only two or three hundred horsemen. But on flat terrain, even the charge of dozens of horsemen will create a kind of fear in people's bones.

If the gunners in front could not kill and wound the Jurchen cavalry in large numbers and let them rush in, the impact of the cavalry would definitely fall on them, the spearmen.

"Lower! Steady! ”

Du Zheng was a soldier of the Dingliao Guard and participated in several battles against the Mongols, so he was quite calm.

……..

The sound of hooves was close at hand, and Dongcun's command knife still hadn't been chopped until the Jurchens were clearly visible in the light of the fire.

"Put!"

Dozens of firecrackers were fired at the same time, and the sound had not yet dissipated, and the soldiers who had finished the firecrackers had already crouched down, tore open the fixed charge bullets wrapped in kraft paper with their mouths, poured the gunpowder in them back into the chamber of the firecrackers, and then poured the lead contained in another bag into the guns, and then used an iron bar to continuously pound and compact.

The same was true of the soldiers in the back rows, who squatted down to charge after the fight. The ranks of more than 200 men and six columns of guncorps rose and fell like waves from time to time.

Every undulation must be accompanied by the sound of ear-bursting.

Round after round of volleys of firing only knocked down the Jurchen soldiers who came on horseback, one after another. The dozens of Jurchen soldiers who fell first fell with a bang, and the horses of the Zhongjun neighed and ran back and forth in front of the formation. Many of the Jurchen soldiers behind closed their eyes and tightened their horses and continued to charge forward, but the moment they opened their eyes, they were already in a daze.

The guns of the Ming army couldn't stop at all, and God knows how they could charge so fast.

The Jurchen soldiers were terrified, and Shen Shikui was also puzzled.

It was as if they didn't have to participate in the battle.

Many of the real soldiers were cut out of their bodies with countless tiny holes, each of which was oozing blood, and they rolled and wailed on the ground like blood gourds, but they could not die unless their blood dried up.

More than 300 Jurchen cavalry were defeated in the blink of an eye, and the remaining Jurchen soldiers were stopped by the corpses of their own people, and were chaotic by the galloping war horses, unable to advance or retreat.

De Ambu watched the horses on his left and right lose their owners at the same time, and he was dazed, looking at the Ming army in front of him who were still undulating, and at the spearmen who were lined up behind the Ming army's gunners who had not moved, he knew that they could not rush through.

"Withdraw, withdraw!"

De Ambu was about to turn his horse's head in a panic, but the Ming cavalry, which had never been dispatched, moved. Their horse speed was not fast, but for the remaining Jurchen cavalry, it was even more terrifying than the Ming army in front of them.

Because, the cavalry is most afraid of the cavalry.

They have become the prey of the cavalry of the Ming army, and they have no way to escape.

The Ming infantry on the opposite side also launched, and at the sharp whistle, the Ming gunners began to push forward, and suddenly separated in the advance, revealing the Ming spearmen behind.

The panic broke out in an instant, the Jurchen soldiers didn't want to turn around and run, the whole team immediately scattered, and the fear of the Ming army that had been suppressed made these Jurchen elite soldiers frightened, and many of them finally remembered that the Ming army had always been the most terrible nightmare for their Jurchens.

D'Ambu was also running, he was in the front, but his mount collided with the mount of a vest on the side, and the panicked D'Ambu fell off his horse, and by the time he got up, his mount had run a few feet away.

"Kill!"

Ding Xiaogong, as the general banner, although his riding skills are not exquisite, he takes the lead and leads his subordinates to rush to the front. With a wave of the long knife, it cut off the neck of the opposite Jurchen soldier in just one stroke, and then with a shocking tiger roar, he threw out the hanging head with all his might.

With the cooperation of the cavalry, the infantry brigade commanded by Dongcun easily surrounded the Jurchen cavalry in a mess.

In order to avoid manslaughter, Higashimura entrusted the task of completely exterminating the remnants of the Jurchen army to the spearmen who had been temporarily recruited.

Spears stabbed at the Jurchens, who were unable to advance or retreat on their horses, and the Jurchens slashed in despair, but more spears stabbed them.

Like a flock of sheep surrounded by wolves, the Jurchens' roars and wails rose and fell to each other.

Shen Shikui was the first time to be a soldier and the first time to go into battle to kill the enemy, however, what was surprising was that this former small trader seemed to have a natural ability to kill.

It seems that his movements are not imposing, just mechanically stabbing the spear towards Jiannu on the horse, pulling it out and stabbing it again.

It's not heroic or heroic, but it's effective.

Faced with the heavy encirclement of the Ming army, D'Ambu drew his saber and let out a final roar. Two spears were aimed at his left and right chests at the same time, and one spear stabbed him in the mouth.

Because of the excessive force, or stabbed in the skull, Shen Shikui's spear was abolished. Holding the spear shaft that had lost its spearhead, he looked at the Jurchen in front of him who had his spearhead in his mouth in his mouth, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

Judging by what he was wearing, he looked like an officer.

Gonggong Wei never ordered to stop the slaughter of Jurchen soldiers, because he said that men were slaughtered and women were retained. But because he still had some unbearable in his heart, he turned around and silently nibbled on the duck that the guards had just roasted for him with his back to Yongdian.

This duck was found by the river just now, and the Jurchens are not nomads, but farming, fishing and hunting like the Han people, so as long as there is water in the place where they live, they will also fish, raise chickens and raise ducks.

In this black land that is being killed, in this dark but blood-colored night, silently gnawing ducks is really an intoxicating thing.

De'ambu's tragic attack failed, and his head, which still had a spearhead in it, was thrown into the fort along with the rest of the more than 300 pieces.

The Jurchen soldiers and Han Ahabs in the fort finally collapsed, and they all put down their weapons and knelt to beg for surrender, but what awaited them was an even more brutal slaughter.

The slaughter continued until dawn.

Thousands of corpses lay in pools of blood, and the entire Eternal Castle was like a hell on earth, and there was not a single male to be seen among the living.

After that, someone asked why Grandpa Wei slaughtered the city in Yongdian, and Grandpa Wei explained that he did it to reduce more killings.

Those who heard it were all moved and respected: The father-in-law is truly invincible!