A small argument broke out between Jiang Yong and Fang Bizheng. Although Jiang Yong has not had a chance to think about the matter between him and Fang Caiyu, a true friendship has been established between Fang Bizheng and him. So regardless of whether his arrival contained other intentions, Jiang Yong was determined to treat him like a true friend.

"Brother Fang, you have to go to the back position with Zhou Degui, and there will be a bloody battle here tomorrow at dawn......"

Fang Bizheng is not Jiang Yong's soldier, so he doesn't care what he says. Just like this drinking, he himself is a good drinker, plus Jiang Yong's battalion also brought quite good wine due to the special mission here in Tingzhou, this time he can be regarded as finding a good place, and the regulations of the Shenzhou Army strictly prohibit drinking in wartime, of course, good drinkers will always find a reason for themselves. Fortunately, Jiang Yong doesn't drink alcohol, so most of these wines are cheaper than Fang Bizheng, and he drinks quite a lot, and he didn't make a mistake because of drinking, so Jiang Yong didn't talk about him.

After listening to Jiang Yong's words, Fang Bizheng loosened his neck and said unashamedly: "Okay, your brother Jiang Xian is the official of the first battalion, you can find two brothers to carry him down!" Then his tone turned hard: "Are you a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death!" "Anyway, keep this posture and never move again.

Jiang Yong, who had lost his temper, glanced at him, "Zhou Degui, you better go, don't wait for him, he can't complain to others by himself!" Then he turned his face to Fang Bizheng, who picked up the wine glass again, and said: "Brother Fang, it's okay for you to stay here, but there is a condition, you can't drink this wine anymore, because the repai and Zhou Degui will go together, and the wine will all be transported away."

"Okay, as long as you don't drive me away, if you don't drink, you won't drink, there's something great" Fang Bizheng put the wine glass in his hand on the table and said, but then looked at the wine glass in his hand and said: "This cup is all poured, it's a pity not to drink, the last glass." Then he picked up the cup and drank it all.

The Qing army couldn't wait, yes they didn't wait any longer. After the attack last night, the Qing army was on guard until dawn, Jin Shenghuan also stayed awake all night, he was waiting, waiting for the attack of the enemy army on the opposite side, seeing that the sky was about to dawn but did not hear any more movement, he came to a conclusion that "the enemy army is not much, hum!" The night attack is just trying to hold me back, and it's better to attack him now than to be held back by him. ”

At this time, the genius was just dimly bright, and the cannons of the Qing army had already set up a formation at the foot of the mountain, and at the back were five red-clothed cannons, with heavy cannon bodies sitting on special gun carriages, and the surprising thing was that the wheels of those gun carriages were more than a foot wide, and there were horizontal stripes on them to increase friction. This was imitated by Jin Shenghuan according to the appearance of the first royal division that he had heard, but he didn't expect that after going on the road, it was indeed much better than the previous narrow wheels.

Two or three hundred meters in front of the red-coated cannons were more than 20 generals' cannons, which had also been replaced with the same wide wheels, and now they were squatting in the upward inclined pits in order to bombard the mountain, so that the cannonballs of the cannons could be fired directly onto the mountain beams.

Jin Shenghuan took the clairvoyant mirror and looked at the mountain, he knew that it was the best time not to attack now, the reason was that the mountain beam on the opposite side was facing east and west, and when the sun came out for a while, the soldiers attacking the mountain would be shaken by the sun and could not see clearly. But he had 50,000 men, and he was too disobedient to say that he had filled in the area with men, so he was completely relieved when he guessed that there were not many enemy troops.

Through the clairvoyant mirror, he stared at the mountain beam that was still hidden in the darkness, it was black as if the devil had opened a big mouth, just such a small mountain beam wanted to block the footsteps of his army, did they really think so? Jin Shenghuan felt funny, and the enemy's person with his life seemed too bold. He had to take it down, because only by following this road could his cannon reach the city of Tingzhou.

"Pass my general order, start attacking the mountain, and ask the artillery to bombard me on the mountain"

With his order, the 20,000 Qing troops were divided into two roads to climb the mountain beam, each team of men and horses were flying a thousand kinds of flags, and the standard-bearers were followed by soldiers with swords and guns or bows and arrows. The only voices are the shouting voices of the general and thousands of generals. Today they have learned to be obedient, and instead of rushing to the front, they stay behind to lead the overseers with swords and guns, and according to the soldiers who fought yesterday, the officers were all killed at the beginning, so there was a mess. Today, Jin Shenghuan's generals asked the officers to follow the soldiers, only opening their mouths but no longer holding the order flag, which was too dazzling.

The Qing army's artillery bombardment unfolded like a cheer, and today's enemy artillery is very powerful, because the gunners borrowed by Jin Shenghuan are all gunners from outside the Guan, and they not only hit accurately, but also a considerable part of their shells are flowering shells. Of course, they do not have impact fuses like the shells of the Shenzhou Army, they make the time-delay shells with fuses in the shells, because they do not have standard parts, so the detonation time is not accurate, many shells will explode on the way to hit the target, but the flowering shell is the flowering shell, and its role is absolutely irreplaceable by other types of shells.

But Jiang Yongbu on the mountain didn't know about this situation, and suffered some losses because of it.

At the moment when the Qing army opened fire, the sky was already bright, although the sun had not yet shone on the mountain beam, but the enemy formation under the mountain had been clearly seen, at first the soldiers of the Shenzhou army were not worried about the Qing army's artillery fire, although they shrank in the fortifications one by one, but they were very clear that as long as the big round iron ball did not hit the person, it would be a waste if it fell to the ground. So most people watched the cannons spew out clouds of white smoke and didn't pay attention to it, just shrunk their heads back slightly as usual.

The spherical cannonball hit the rock, shattering the rock, but no one paid much attention to it, because it had fulfilled its mission, it was a waste.

"Ban...... Squad leader, why is the game smoking? One of the recruits looked curiously at the shells lying on the ground, which seemed to be in no danger, and asked casually.

"Smoking?" The squad leader is a veteran of Yanping when the Shenzhou Army was first formed, and he has some knowledge of the firearms of the Ming army, but he has never heard of smoking shells. He even jumped out of his sandbag to see what was going on. He had just jumped out of the fortifications, and a thought actually crossed his mind, and he only had time to shout "Lie down......".