"Brother Huang, let's not despise each other. The opponent who can make the fourteenth brother return with a feather and suffer several times in his hands is not too important. ”

Prince Zheng Nurharang persuaded Haoge, who was a little underestimated, although he had never fought against the Hongtang team, but he also knew the strength of the two brothers, Dolgon and Daishan, and the strength of their Qing warriors was beyond doubt. Since the main force of his side is under the leadership of Dolgon and Daishan, two princes who are very good at leading troops, they still suffer a lot of big losses, which shows that the strength of this Han army cannot be underestimated.

The Qing people under the city looked up at the castle that seemed to appear out of thin air on the top of the mountain in Qian'an, and there were also people on the top of the mountain who were looking down on this army from afar.

"Commander, do you think we should give this Jurchen barbarian a greeting gift?"

Shang Kexi took people to inspect the city defense, and at the same time happened to observe the Qing Dynasty strong brigade that had just arrived at the foot of the mountain, Feng Ke, the head of the Hongtang Artillery Regiment who accompanied him, rubbed his hands, and looked at Shang Kexi with expectant eyes with a smile.

The formation of the Qing army under the mountain was really a little too dense, because they had too much to deal with the Ming people, so they thought that the range and power of the Hongtang artillery should be similar to that of the Han people in the Ming Dynasty.

At this time, the vertical distance between the bottom of the mountain and the top of the mountain was actually less than three miles, but due to the slope problem, it seemed to be five or six miles, which made the Qing Jurchens think that they were outside a safe distance.

The condescending terrain can actually increase the effective range of the artillery in Gongchangling Village by two or three miles, and with the formation of the Qing barbarians under the mountain now, Feng Ke and his artillery are like seeing fat sheep, and they want to try their skills.

It is true that the Hongtang army has 64-pounder guns, but in fact, even if the Hongtang "Jiaolong" type battleship is equipped with 64-pounder guns, there are not many opportunities to really use 64-pounder guns, not to mention field gunners like Feng Ke, because of the heavy and thick body of the 64-pounder gun, generally speaking, they will not be equipped with this kind of artillery at all, which makes them itch for a long time, so that they can feel the power of these 64-pounder guns.

"Are you sure?"

It didn't matter if Shang Ke was happy, he only asked one question in the face of Funk's proposal.

"It's no problem at all, although we don't dare to say where to fight, but according to the arrangement of the barbarians at the bottom of the mountain, it will be difficult for our artillery to shoot into the air!"

As soon as Feng Ke heard that there was a play, he slapped his chest again and again as a guarantee.

"Okay, give you ten minutes to prepare, and after ten minutes, the artillery attack will stop in half an hour!"

Shang Kexi nodded, and easily agreed to Funk's request.

"Division Commander, it doesn't take ten minutes to prepare, we can start shooting in five minutes, and the five minutes saved will be counted as the attack time of our gunners!"

Feng Ke smiled happily and climbed the pole to bargain with Shang Kexi for five minutes of attack time.

"Fuck off!!"

Shang Kexi grimaced, and pretended to be unhappy and scolded Feng Ke's subordinate.

"Order!!"

Funk wished for it, and went back with the order to give orders to his men.

It didn't take long for the high wall of the Gongchangling Walled City on the top of the mountain to begin to hear one roar after another like thunder.

At the foot of the mountain, the Qing army, which thought it was in a safe range, was caught off guard and fell into a human purgatory.

Prince Dolgon, who had had a fierce battle with the Hongtang army in Shanhaiguan and Zunhua before, was also stunned by this sudden ferocious artillery fire, and once upon a time under the Shanhai Pass, their Qing army had never suffered such a powerful and large-scale artillery attack by the Hongtang army.

At that time, when artillery was still a strategic material, the once powerful Ming Dynasty arranged more than ten high-powered artillery pieces on the wall of the Ningjin defense line at one time, which was already a great skill. But I didn't expect that this Hongtang was a more ruthless team than the Ming people, and in this newly established stronghold, more than 30 powerful artillery pieces were arranged, and its range was far farther than the Ming Dynasty artillery that could only shoot at close range.

The cannonballs rained down from the sky, piercing the air with a piercing scream, and then crashed into the dense Qing military camp, stirring up a wave of shocks, or carrying dozens of figures into the air, or simply reducing the obstacles that prevented it from rolling into pieces.

"Ah!!h

"Run!!"

"Help~~~"

The wails, cries for help, and the cowardly voice that had been distorted by fear reverberated throughout the Qing military camp.

During the 35 minutes of shelling, nearly 1,000 shells fell in the Qing barracks, and the Qing military tents, which had been messy but dense, were almost spared in the intensive bombardment of shells, and there were broken felt fragments everywhere, as well as bloody corpses.

The army of the Qing Dynasty had retreated to a distance of fifteen miles from the peak of Gongchangling Mountain, although it could still be hit by Hongtang artillery fire, but even the Hongtang artillery, which was famous for its accuracy, wanted to hit the opponent's seemingly huge position at this distance, but it was also a bit of luck.

Of course, at this time, it was time for the artillery in the hands of Hongtang artillery to take a break, and roughly observed from the top of the mountain, among the ruins below the mountain, the corpses left by the Qing people were probably no less than 10,000. Among these corpses, the corpses of the Jurchen and Mongol warriors of the Qing Dynasty are the majority, who let their platoon array, always accustomed to the Han army and Korean soldiers in the periphery, while the Jurchen Mongol warriors who are the main force are guarding the Chinese army.

The Han army and Korean soldiers on the periphery were more convenient to escape when they were bombarded by artillery, and the Jurchen Mongol military tent in the Chinese army was not only the focus of Hongtang's artillery attack, but also because it was difficult to evacuate quickly because of being in the center, and the natural damage was very heavy.

"Send a regiment down to clean up the battlefield."

Seeing that there were still many enemies under the mountain who could not evacuate the shelling area because of injuries and illnesses, and a lot of war gains and materials on the battlefield, he said lightly, but he was not afraid of annoying the main force of the Qing Dynasty more than ten miles away.

Not to mention what kind of commander there is, what kind of soldier there is, the Hongtang soldiers were affected by Shang Kexi's bold and reckless style, although many of them had only been transferred to his command for a few months, but they also began to clean up the battlefield without caring and under the noses of the Qing people.

Whether it was Dolgon or Hauge, the mood was naturally as annoyed and angry, when even if he was ready to send a cavalry army to strangle the Ming army in front of him, which was only more than 2,000 people, but before the cavalry rushed out two miles, the Hongtang artillery opened fire again, and fell before the cavalry's advance route, so frightened that the cavalry pulled the reins of the horse's head one after another, and did not dare to go further.

(End of chapter)