There was a deafening cannon sound, a large cloud of smoke rose from the formations on both sides, and one by one the whistling shells rolled towards the other side.

The scene was spectacular though.

But not only Shi Lang felt that the firepower on the other side was unexpectedly weak, but Zheng Sen also felt the same.

There were dozens of cannons on the other side, but the intensity of the shelling was as much as halved.

"Regardless of them, let's just beat us."

Zheng Sen'an endured the doubts in his heart and said categorically. No matter what tricks the Qing army on the other side has, they will push all the way here.

The artillery battle soon ended with the victory of Zheng's army. The Qing army was defeated surprisingly quickly!

The artillery positions of the Qing army were quickly defeated under the baptism of shells. Not to mention that there were two unlucky explosions on the opposite position, and the shock wave swept left and right, causing the surviving Qing artillery to flee one by one.

Then the artillery battalion placed its fire on the south end of the stone bridge, and the iron bullets swept across the bridge deck, directly shattering a large piece of the rejected horse. The cannonball smashed and refused to say anything, but continued to fly forward, smashing the green flag soldiers at the south end of the stone bridge and crying for their mother.

A cannonball hit a Green Flag soldier in the chest, shattering the entire body. Scared the rest of the ghosts crying wolf howl.

"Push the three-pound cannon up the stone bridge and shoot shots!"

The artillery battalion officer waited for an opportunity to order.

Then I saw a strangely shaped cannon being pushed forward.

However, two baffles were added to the left and right of the cannon, in a sense, this thing was more like a combination of a shield car and a cannon. The guns and arrows of the Qing army were covered by the baffles, and the gunners hiding behind calmly dropped their guns and ignited!

Then a cannon rang out, and a large number of lead shot iron bullets sprayed out, directly sweeping away the remaining rejection horses on the other side of the bridge, accompanied by a large number of screams of the Qing soldiers on the other side of the bridge, and their figures rolling back and running.

"Musket battalion, come forward!"

Shi Lang had already come to the front line, and when he saw this, he shouted an order, and the officers under his command were shocked, waved their waist knives, and immediately a row of musketeers rushed to the bridge, and then a group of musketeers began to line up, waiting to go to the battlefield.

The bridge deck can only walk side by side with ten musketeers, the team is based on a shed, a shed of ten people as a team, holding musket shields, one shed after another. The Qing soldiers in front did not shoot bows and arrows to hit the bullets, they cleared the remaining horses and thistles on the bridge, and after the Qing soldiers appeared a hundred paces ahead, or dozens of paces away, they shot on the bridge, and the fire of one shed after another continued.

The Green Flag soldiers hid in the trench at the south end of the bridge and shot arrows at the bridge, and the platoon of musketeers who came forward paid more than half of the casualties before the bridge deck was completely cleared.

"Kill......"

Shi Lang waved his hand, and the musketeers who had been prepared immediately poured onto the stone bridge. The remnants of the musketeers in the front row also mustered up their courage and rushed towards the trench first.

The Qing soldiers at the south end of the bridge were mainly green flag soldiers, with a small number of real Tartars sitting in the town. The bows and arrows used by the Green Banner soldiers generally did not pose a threat to the Zheng soldiers, that is, the muskets were a threat, but unfortunately they did not have many muskets in their hands.

Zheng Jun's musket was a hand, and it was aimed at them, even if the smoothbore gun was not accurate, as long as the density was large enough, there would naturally be a large number of guns against the enemy, and it would easily break through their armor dozens of steps away.

What's more, those Green Flag soldiers were already very worried, and when a large number of Zheng soldiers killed the stone bridge, they were faced with the baptism of guns and grenades, and these people quickly withered.

It is the Eight Banners soldiers sitting there, whether it is the Bayala soldiers or other horses, whoever rushes to them can only be sent to death. Soon, Zheng Jun completely took control of Shiqiao.

After the stone bridge, there is a large wilderness.

Separated by a few trenches, Zheng Sen could clearly see a large number of Qing army horses on the opposite side. These are the real Tartars, the foundation of the Manchus, and their real enemies.

Three miles away from the stone bridge. A large number of Eight Banners vest soldiers gathered here, a large sea of lightning rods.

The Eight Banners banner was unfurled, and a huge white-faced blue dragon was erected high in it, and the owner of the banner was naturally Azig, and there was Belle Lek Dehun by his side, which was Dai Shan's grandson. Belle Yuele, this is the fourth son of Abatai. and Babutai and Babuhai, the sons of the two miserable old slaves.

They are Azig's elder brothers, but all of them are still just the princes of Zhenguo, not to mention the princes, and they are not even mixed with Baylor and Beizi.

Listen, look at the smoke and shouts and tears over there, and the deafening sound of muskets. Azig was silent, but the two waste firewoods of Babutai and Babuhai were a little shaky, and the sharp guns of the Zheng army were really not fake at all, and it was time for them to lead the troops to attack the Zheng army's line later, which was really fatal. I hope that Azig's plan will not work.

In the middle of the sound, Luckedhun complimented Azig and said: "Prince Ying is really taking precautions, this Zheng army is really a strong enemy of the Qing Dynasty, and the soldiers and horses of the Zheng army should look for a good opportunity to annihilate them in one fell swoop." ”

In a partial decisive battle with Zheng Zhilong, there is no opposition within the Tartars. Now that their situation is very good, why bother to take this risk at this time?

But Azig insisted on fighting this battle.

When he wanted to see the enemy and his troops at a glance, he collided with Zheng Zhilong fiercely.

This is not only to completely suppress the arrogance of the Han people, but also for the sake of the future.

"Zheng Jun's firearms are sharp, this is nothing to fear, there are many firearms in the Ming army, such as Cao Bianjiao's department, Wang Tingchen's department, and firearms can also be called a sophisticated." As a result, one was defeated and one died in battle, and the excellent firearms were really not a big advantage, and the current firearms of the Manchu Qing Dynasty were also very sophisticated. "What is terrible is that Zheng Jun is resolute in fighting and disciplined, from Zheng Zhilong to today, it has been a few years, and I have never seen Zheng Jun panic on the battlefield and shoot early and fire indiscriminately."

Orders are forbidden, and military discipline is strict, which is what distinguishes the Zheng army from the Ming army.

In the past few years, the Qing army has suffered a lot of losses in the hands of the Zheng army, so that every time it fights with the Zheng army, the Qing army has not yet entered the battlefield.

What I'm afraid of is the warrior who is needless to break the flag in the blind charge!

To tell the truth, this is really a bit of a loss of his own prestige and an increase in Zheng Jun's arrogance.

The best thing to do with such an enemy is not to confront them head-to-head, and wait until they run out of ammunition and ammunition to deal with them. But Zheng Zhilong was very cautious, and set up turtle shells on the beach early. Zheng Jun has the strength of a sailor, so he has no worries.

Therefore, now Azig is more urgent to have a large-scale head-to-head showdown.

Touch them in an environment where the terrain is conducive to the Eight Banners Iron Horse. So it's good to have a bottom in the future, isn't it?

What's more, he also came up with a clever trick.

The sound of the golden drum sounded, and the green flag soldiers on the south of the bridge retreated like a tide, and then gathered under the banner of Azig not far away, and successfully retreated into the formation under the response of the Qing army's vests. And Zheng Sen's front army also entered the south bank of the White Horse River.

Zheng Zhilong's banner was also moving, and a large number of Zheng troops crossed the river smoothly through the stone bridge and the pontoon bridge built on the White Horse River.

He won't forget the battle of Zhang Qiuzhen. That's why he won't pin all his back on that stone bridge.

Zheng Jun had already prepared, and the fishing boats were placed horizontally on the Baima River, connected by ropes and chains before and after, extending to the opposite bank, lined with wooden planks, and wedged wooden pegs in the river as pillars, and soon a solid pontoon bridge was built on the Baima River.

It's just that although these pontoon bridges can be carried out, the artillery trucks can't pass through them anyway. It is only accessible from the stone bridge!

Azig looked at Zheng Jun, who was coming across the White Horse River as quickly as several long snakes, his face full of excitement.

"Sure enough, sure enough."

Zheng Jun really came over with a large number of infantry first, and pulled the artillery behind, so it was right. If Zheng Zhilong could transport all the cannons in his hand to the other side of the river in an instant, he would immediately retreat.

The main force under his command is the Ma Army, and the artillery strength is seriously insufficient, and he was kicked in the head by a donkey, so he will face the neatly prepared Zheng Army head-on?

"Assemble the army, beat the drums. Push out all the cannons. Azig shouted. His eyes looked at Zheng Jun's sparkling, "Zheng Zhilong, Zheng Zhilong, today I want you to taste the power of my Great Qing Iron Ride!" ”

Why did he choose the White Horse River as a battlefield for the battle? The biggest purpose is to take advantage of this small river, which is not very wide. No matter how small the White Horse River is, it is also a river, and it is a river that can well stop the movement of Zheng's artillery.

Just like now, it is impossible for Zheng Zhilong to stop the infantry and tell them to slowly cross the river with the slow-moving artillery battalion. If he dares to do this, Azig will be able to enjoy the Zheng army who has already crossed the river.

A Hongyi cannon was pushed out again by the Qing army.

It's not a lot, it's only ten.

After all, even if Azig was making trouble on the front-line artillery positions and using fake cannons as real artillery, among the dozens of cannons that he threw out before, most of them were real artillery.

Can you just put a small amount of powder in the fake cannon and light a white smoke? From a distance, it looks like a real gun.

Zheng Sen took a breath, he didn't understand how these cannons were obtained by the Qing army, but looking at the Qing army pressed towards him, looking at those cannons, he could only continue to move forward.

Looking at the main force of the Qing soldiers rolling on the opposite side, the sea of lightning rods seemed to be out of sight, Zheng Sen rode on the back of his snow-white Tianfang treasure horse, and exhaled deeply.

Today is a real test for him.

Looking back, "Father, I won't disappoint you. ”

"Pass the order, march!"

If you don't leave, will you stay where you are and be beaten?

Although he 10,000 didn't understand his father's choice. Obviously his complexion is so good, and his body is very healthy, why do you have to say that your life is short?

If he hadn't known that his father didn't have any love for faith, he would have thought that his father had been fooled.

Although it seems to be a good thing for him. Zheng Sen is only twenty-four or five years old, he can inherit the throne, be the head of the Zheng family, put it in the emperor's family, and succeed to the throne after his death is completely a long-dreamed good thing.

But Zheng Sen is not a white-eyed wolf, and he is not in a happy mood at all now.

Even he was a little worried in his heart. If his father didn't die on the 'limit day', but Zheng Zhilong had already passed the seat to him, it would be too embarrassing. If you don't know, the Zheng family will be shocked because of this.

But if his father really died that day, as a very filial son, would it be a good thing for his father to die?

Zheng Zhilong's throne will soon become the throne of Qi, and if Jinling City does not agree, he will also claim the throne himself. Then the throne was passed to Zheng Sen, so that the Zheng family decided to distinguish between monarchs and ministers.

For this cheap son, Zheng Zhilong also tried his best.

Even the war in front of him, it was his father who deliberately asked him to make meritorious contributions.

Zheng Sen knew that the current war was not easy to fight, and there were more than 20,000 Eight Banner vests on the opposite side, which were the main force of the Tartars, and it was unknown who would kill the deer. However, he had already made up his mind, and in today's battle, he would fight forward and never retreat, giving the opposite Tartar an unforgettable lesson, and also asking the Zheng family to look at their own blood and bravery.

Otherwise, even if Zheng Zhilong passed the seat to him, he wouldn't be able to sit still. Isn't Zuo Mengeng a clear example?

"I, Zheng Sen, will never be Zuo Menggeng's second!"