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"Woo~~~Woo~~~~!"

"Knock, knock, knock......"

In the early morning, the sky had just brightened, and in the direction of the Qing army's camp, there was a stirring sound of trumpets and drums.

Early in the morning, Manchuria is yellow flag, inlaid with yellow flag, inlaid with white flag, inlaid with white flag, inlaid with red flag, inlaid with red flag, inlaid with blue flag, inlaid with blue flag.

The main force of the Eight Banners of Manchuria, the Wang Banner stands in a forest, and there are hundreds of Niu Lu around the Eight Banners of Mongolia and the Eight Banners of the Han Army, which are like the stars holding the moon, and unfold an overwhelming huge formation.

Amidst all kinds of shouts, thousands of chariots of all kinds, guarding tens of thousands of Han slaves, continued to push forward.

The Qing army seemed to be in a posture of a decisive battle.

The Ming army in the army, on the high platform.

With the actions of the Qing army, Xu Changqing and other generals were also summoned by Hong Chengchou for the first time to discuss countermeasures.

However, compared with yesterday, the state of many core generals of the Ming army at this time is much easier.

It's like the heaviest darkness before dawn, I'm not afraid of you coming, I'm afraid of you cat, I don't know what the hell you're doing.

Xu Changqing was not as relaxed as the people around him at this time, and his face was a little depressed and solemn.

Xu Changqing was quite sure of his previous judgment that Dolgon would definitely go to Qiantun.

Compared to his powerful father and brother, Dorgon may not be a hero, not as good as the children of the age, but he is anything but bad!

Whether it is strategic vision or strategic means, the future 'Imperial Uncle Regent' is definitely the best in this era!

Even though Dorgon has many of his shortcomings, he will certainly not make a mistake at this juncture when he has just won the 'Great Treasure'.

It is also doomed, it will be difficult for the Ming army to take advantage of the current situation.

And in this state in front of him, Xu Changqing is too thin, he must not be rash, he can only hope that he can compete with Wang Tingchen, at least he can hold the front tun.

Only by holding Qiantun and cutting off the sharpness of the Qing army at this time, next, Xu Changqing and those who gathered in Ningyuan will have a chance to play.

Otherwise, it will only be a disguised way to help Dorgon sit firmly on the throne under his ass.

In the midst of the chaos, the Qing army also worked really hard, and gradually advanced to about two miles, entering the range of the Ming army's red-coated artillery.

However, Hong Chengchou also remembered that he did not fire in a hurry, and continued to lock on the main force of the Qing army solemnly.

The rest of the people were also in a similar situation, all waiting, calculating, to see how many Tartar heads they could get.

And by Xu Changqing's side, Li Youwei has been enlightened by Xu Changqing for most of the night last night, and her state is obviously different from yesterday's state.

Not only has the strategic vision been deepened, but the understanding of the situation has also been more detailed.

Xu Changqing also has to admire, maybe it is really the genetic problem of Li Chengliang and Li Rusong, this little cold girl's talent is really nothing to say.

It's just that because of Xu Changqing's reminder, Li Youwei's energy at this time is not on the frontal battlefield in front of her, but looking at the direction of Qiantun from time to time.

If something happens to Qiantun, even if there are some sporadic gains on the frontal battlefield, what is the use?

It's a pity that except for her and the tall man in front of her, the others don't seem to care about the movements of Qiantun at all.

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

"Cannon !!"

With the chariot line of the Qing army, finally advancing within two miles, Hong Chengchou couldn't hold back any longer, and immediately ordered to open fire.

"Boom!"

"Boom Rumble......

Suddenly, in the direction of the Ming army's battle array, more than a dozen red-clothed cannons were like fire dragons coming out of the abyss, desperately swallowing tongues of fire, and swarthy shells swept straight past the outposts of the Qing army.

There has been light rain at night for a few days, which has made the surface a little wet and the soil underneath quite soft.

But Rao is like this, and the power of the red-coated cannon is still shocking.

Often a cannonball bounces three or four times, or even four or five times, before it really hits the ground.

The earthen walls of the Qing army, including the overhangs on the chariots, even the super-thick overhangs framed by a few wet quilts, could hardly block the might of the red-coated cannons and shells.

Xu Changqing saw with his own eyes that a cannonball directly smashed the shoulders of a Han slave, burning white smoke, and bounced several times in succession, taking away the lives of the two unlucky Han slaves next to him.

Even though there were only a dozen red-clothed cannons on the main side of the Ming army, and the rest were at the head of Ningyuan City, this kind of deterrent force quickly stopped the Qing army's offensive, and they all shrank under various fortifications and bunkers, and did not dare to rush forward again.

"Haha, the red-coated cannon is really mighty! Dog Tartar wants to come up, how can it be so easy?! ”

"That's right! In Songshan, we are afraid of them, but when we arrive in Ningyuan, we are afraid of him! ”

"Cool, haha, it's really cool! If there were hundreds of red-coated cannons, I wouldn't be able to shoot out the and urine of these dogs! ”

“……”

Seeing that the Qing army's offensive was blocked, even if it was just a humble Han slave who died, the Ming army was also cheering in the battle array.

Including on the high platform, many of the main generals showed smiles.

Hong Chengchou's face also stretched a lot.

Ning Yuan, it is definitely not Songjin, the Tartar wants to be hard, if you don't pay enough lives, it is absolutely impossible!

Xu Changqing was extremely calm at this time.

Although there were also red-coated cannons in Matsuyama before, they were far less clear than they were so close at this time.

It's a pity, the red-coated cannon is not a flowering bomb, if it is a flowering bomb, then ~, the current situation is completely different.

However, the morale of the Ming army at this time is also quite beneficial to the overall situation.

Li Youwei, who was behind Xu Changqing, was about to bite her delicate red lips.

I was excited to kill a few Han slaves like this, how did these people get into their current high position?

However, even if there are thousands of words she wants to vent, she can only endure it in her heart at this time.

…

A round of red-coated cannons stopped the advancing rhythm of the Qing army, and the Ming army did not rush anymore and continued to hold the rhythm with the Qing army.

It took a long time for the Qing army to come to their senses and continue to build fortifications around the Han slaves.

At this time, the Ming army opened fire again.

In the middle of this round, it was past noon.

The Qing army only advanced to a distance of about 800 meters from the Ming army's front, but it could no longer be pushed, and with the sound of gold, they immediately swarmed back.

However, they only retreated a little more than two miles, and the Ming army's red-clothed artillery could not reach it, so they stopped and prepared for lunch.

Qing Army.

Looking at the cheering Ming army battle array, the corners of Dolgon's mouth couldn't help but show a crooked smile.

Next to him, Zierharang was also in a very good mood, and said with a smile: "Prince Rui, at this time, Prince Yu and Anping Baylor should take Qiantun, right?" ”

Dolgon couldn't help but feel better, "Prince Zheng, we still need to hurry, otherwise, once the Ming people come to their senses, maybe there will be changes again." ”

Zilharang smiled and nodded: "In the afternoon, let these Han slaves do more to scare these Ming people." ”

…

At the same time, under the Qiantun Acropolis, the intensity of the battle was already hundreds of times that of Ning Yuan!

"Haha, rush up and knock them over! This king has a lot of rewards! ”

Under the white flag of the king, Duoduo was dressed in silver armor, pedaling in high-quality deerskin boots, and the whip in his hand crackled, and he was in high spirits.

Although the former guards had Wang Tingchen come back to prepare, the speed of Duoduo was too fast, and there was almost no time for Wang Tingchen to really deploy the defense!

The Qing army rushed over early in the morning to besiege the city, first feinting to attack the north gate, then the east gate, and finally, it was the south gate!

This made the unstable foundation of the royal courtiers be tricked around, and it was easy to be pushed up by the Qing army, and the battle became extremely difficult.

"Rush up and press the dog down! Can't let them come up! ”

Wang Tingchen was already red-eyed at this time, and he didn't have time to take care of it, so he desperately beckoned his family to step forward and prevent these elites with white flags from ascending to the city.

However, this is completely useless.

Because of Dolgon's superiority, the white flag promised many benefits, and at this time, the morale was at its peak, and how could the royal courtiers and their Songjin defeated soldiers stop it?

Soon, there were elite white-armored warriors with white flags on the top of the city, and in a short time, a large area of space was killed, so that more and more Tartar elites came up, and the royal courtiers had no more strength left......

"Shuai, I can't stand it, the Tartar is too fierce, let's break through! It's too late, wow! ”

There is nothing to be done, and the surrounding soldiers will definitely not let the royal courtiers die here, and they desperately persuade them.

"Ah—————h

Wang Tingchen looked up to the sky and roared, but there was no way to do it.

Although the Qiantun guard is a big city, the previous rescue of Songjin has drained the strength, and the Qing army rangers have been harassing this side for more than a year, so there is no spare strength at all.

Even if Wang Tingchen is unhappy, it is impossible to wait for death here, so he can only take the elite family and start to break through from the east gate.

According to Duoduo's meaning, he must have killed the royal courtiers, and he will not be given any chance.

However, when Dolgon came, he had already given an order to let the royal courtiers escape, and the purpose of the Qing army at this time was mainly time and goods, and no time could be wasted.

This made Wang Tingchen quickly break through the siege smoothly and fled to the direction of Ningyuan.

The former Acropolis then fell.

…

At the same time, the owner of the Red Flag and Anping Beledudu also made a great effort in the surrounding Tunpu, and had captured seven or eight in succession, reaping huge harvests.

…

In the afternoon, at the beginning of Shen Shichu, the Qing army had just begun to attack again, and Wang Tingchen's personal soldiers finally passed the news over.

"What?"

"Qiantun, Qiantun lost?"

In an instant, there was a dead silence on the high platform of the Ming Army, which was originally full of relaxation and excitement.

Li Youwei's small mouth also opened subconsciously, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

Before, although she had been worried about the safety of Qiantun, she always had a good feeling in her heart, thinking that it was the heart of the Ming army, and the Qing army would definitely not succeed easily.

But how could he have thought that in this short period of time, it was not even a day, and Qiantun had actually fallen?

Li Youwei was busy looking at the tall man beside her.

His predictions, too...... Too accurate, right?

Now, what to do?

Xu Changqing also frowned and didn't say a word.

Even though he knew that Wang Tingchen would definitely have a hard time guarding Qiantun, Xu Changqing didn't expect that in such a short period of time, there would not even be any arrangements on the main side, and Qiantun would be lost.

This time, instead of hindering the sharpness of the Qing army, this allowed the Qing army to amplify this sharpness!

"Governor, you can't lose the front tun! This, how do we explain to the Son of Heaven and the court! ”

Qiu Minyang took the lead in an uncontrollable outbreak.

Even with Xu Changqing's exploits in slaying Emperor Taiji, ~, the loss of such a big castle as Qiantun is undoubtedly devastating to him.

"Yes, governor, you can't lose the front tun! We must send elites to snatch Qiantun back as soon as possible! Otherwise, hundreds of people will suffer......"

Zhang Dou was also a little anxious.

Immediately, many ministers spoke out.

Hong Chengchou suddenly aged a few years older in an instant, and closed his eyes in great pain.

At this time, he also understood how accurate Xu Changqing's foresight was.

It's a pity that even though he has reconciled with Xu Changqing, there are many things in it, and there are no going back to the past after all......

Hong Chengchou is an extraordinary person, calm down for a moment, he has come back to his senses, and said coldly: "What are you panicking about?" Qiantun has a thin army, and it is not surprising that it was conquered by the Tatars! Is the sky falling now? Even if the sky falls, there will be an official to stand up! ”

As he spoke, he looked at Wu Sangui: "Wu Junmen, I still have to trouble you to come back to Wang Junmen!" ”

"Yes!"

Wu Sangui didn't say much, and the order was to leave quickly.

The seizure of Qiantun was not only the death of the royal courtiers, but also a great blow to Wu Sangui, but their family had a lot of land and tenants, all over there.

If he goes to save the royal courtiers, he will definitely help.

Wu Sangui left, Hong Chengchou gave several orders one after another, and sent all the other generals back to the camp, and many Wenchen were also sent below to supervise the battle, leaving only Xu Changqing alone.

Poor Li Youwei saw that she was about to see the core of the matter, and wanted to see what Xu Changqing would do, but she could only step down first, leaving time and space to Hong Chengchou and Xu Changqing.

Seeing that Hong Chengchou left himself alone, how could Xu Changqing not understand what he meant? Respectfully stood aside, waiting for Hong Chengchou to speak.

Hong Chengchou suddenly shook his head and smiled bitterly.

At this time, he finally understood who was right.

For a moment, Hong Chengchou said tiredly: "Xiao Xu, now that the situation has reached such a level, I am Ming, how should I deal with it?" ”