The whining horn sounded in a hurry.

Then the Houjin Formation slowly pressed towards Ningyuan City with Nurhachi's Daxu.

Urged by the sound of the trumpet, Houjin's already somewhat depressed offensive was re-energized.

Sensitively feeling the ups and downs of Houjin's momentum, a smile appeared on Man Gui's face.

Houjin lost!

Houjin is lost!

Houjin's morale has fallen, even if the old slave urges again, Houjin Tartar will at most return to the light.

So far in the head-on confrontation, although the casualties are much larger than yesterday, the morale of the Ming army is still high, and there is no appearance of collapse.

On this point, Man Gui now has enough confidence.

What's more, the Ming army's second attack of oil and fire has not come in handy so far.

The Ming army still has the hole cards that have not moved, what are you afraid of!

When he saw from afar that Houjin represented Nurhachi's identity, he couldn't stop moving forward. Man Gui's heart couldn't help but start jumping up.

It's finally waiting for you.

Man Gui picked up a special order flag and waved it.

Seeing this order flag, the red-clothed cannon and the big Buddha cannon of Ning Yuanming's army were all weird and no longer roared.

All the Ningyuan heavy artillery came into standby.

Under the city

Under the coercion of Nurhachi's forward pressure, Houjin Baqi rose up and launched the final assault on Ningyuan City again.

It's a pity that Ningyuan City is like a reef standing on the coast, no matter how big the waves are set off by Houjin, Ningyuan City still stands tall in the waves.

The head of the city could not be attacked repeatedly, and the Ming army did not show the slightest sign of collapse.

Seeing that his companions continued to fall under the artillery fire of the Ming army, even with Nurhachi behind him personally supervising the battle, the sharpness of the Houjin Eight Banners slowly dissipated again.

Jumping down the toppled ladder again, and crawling up in a mess, Azig finally lost the desire to strike again.

The high head of Ningyuan City, this moment has become so far away, it seems that Azig will not be able to go anywhere in his life.

The three attacks on the city were fruitless, and the blow to the young and pretentious Azig was very great.

Azig never imagined that the cowardly and cowardly Ming pig in the mouth of the Eight Banners, who would scatter as soon as he rushed, would be so tenacious and so difficult to fight.

In Azig's feelings, the Ming army at the head of Ningyuan City and the Ming pig in the mouth of the old pawn of the Eight Banners are two completely different types of creatures.

The Ming soldiers I met in Jinyou were like Ming pigs in the mouths of the old pawns of the Eight Banners.

And Ningyuan's Ming army is probably the real Ming army of the Ming Dynasty.

After straightening his crooked helmet, Azig noticed that the soldiers around him were in a very different mood.

The soldier's face no longer has the frenzy of charging into battle in the past. Their shouts of killing sounded more like they were coping.

Even Azig could see fear on the faces of some of the soldiers.

These are the pawns of the two yellow flags!

Are they all in a war-like mood?

Azig felt very bad.

This kind of emotion among the soldiers was a harbinger of the collapse of the army.

At this time, the best option is to remove the soldiers and reorganize them.

These battlefield experiences were passed on to Azig by Nurhachi himself.

"Father Khan, haven't you noticed it yet?"

Seeing that the soldier's mood was so wrong, Azig was shocked in his heart.

"No, I have to tell my father Khan to go!" Azig looked up for Nurhachi's Daxu.

Da Su is easy to find, and Azig in the military formation saw Da Qi at a glance.

Nurhachi's towering dambles were so conspicuous that they fluttered high not too far from Azig.

I don't know when, Nurhachi's Daxu has been pressed to the front line of the moat that was filled in Ningyuan.

At the head of the city, Man Gui stared at Nurhachi's Daxu tightly, and kept chanting: "Closer, closer." ”

All the heavy artillery at the head of Ningyuan City was aimed at Nurhachi's Daxu.

All the heavy gunners were waiting for Mangui's order.

The Ming army wants to behead Houjin with one shot!

Under the Great Order, Nurhachi was in an irritable mood.

The closer the forward press, the more clearly Nurhachi could see the expressions of the soldiers under the city, and the clearer he could hear the shouts of killing.

The more clearly he saw and heard, the more irritated Nurhachi became.

After decades of campaigning, Nurhachi knows everything about the battlefield well.

No performance of the soldier could escape his eyes and ears.

Nurhachi had clearly judged that the soldiers of the Eight Banners were tired and should withdraw their troops now.

Obviously, he had made an accurate judgment, but Nurhachi just couldn't give the order to retreat.

It was as if the retreat order was so heavy that his tongue couldn't afford it.

This awkward feeling made Nurhachi extremely irritable.

Seeing Azig lose again from afar, Nurhachi felt even more angry.

It's only been a few years, and even the two yellow flags have lost their fighting spirit?

The Ming army hasn't fired heavy artillery at the root of the city?

If a heavy cannon is fired,......

No, Nurhachi suddenly felt a creep.

Heavy artillery!

It seems that the heavy artillery of the Ming army has not sounded again for a long time.

"Withdraw!"

It didn't seem to pass through his brain, and Nurhachi ran to the rear.

Nurhachi's men and horses had all taken several steps before the sound of his withdrawal could be heard around Daxu.

Under the control of the Houjin soldiers, Daxu began to make a difficult U-turn, and then the horn of Houjin's withdrawal began to sound in the air.

Seeing that Da Xu, who was pressing forward, was suddenly about to turn around, Man Gui knew that he couldn't wait for the best time.

"Fire!"

With a loud roar, Man Gui waved the flag down.

Seeing the order flag falling, the heavy artillery at the head of Ningyuan City roared in unison.

Although the Ming army's firing was not completely synchronized enough, the Ning Yuan gunners had already fired a fairly neat salvo again.

The shells bombarded straight towards Nurhachi's Daxu area.

As soon as the cannon rang out, Nurhachi pushed his horse to the highest speed, and he wanted to fly away from the area in an instant.

At this moment, Nurhachi seemed to hear the grim reaper smirking at him.

After decades of fighting, Nurhachi had never felt that death was so close to him.

The screams kept coming from behind him, and Nurhachi didn't look back at all, he just urged his horse to gallop until he ran back to the line where the attack of the Houjin army was launched.

Panting, he reined in his horse.

Running straight here, feeling that he was out of range of the Ming army's artillery, Nurhachi dared to turn around and look back at the battlefield.

His Daxu region has become a living hell.

Dozens of shells were scattered in an area within a radius of twenty or thirty paces, centering on Nurhachi's Daxu, and would follow Nurhachi's attendants and guards, breaking bones and tendons, and suffering heavy casualties.

But Daxu, who was in the center of the shell's landing point, was like a heavenly help, except for a few breaches cut by various debris that was bounced, he didn't even fall.

It's a pity that although the heavy artillery of the Ming army fired a salvo, the lethality of the solid shells was still a little too small.

Nurhachi, who was lucky enough to escape, couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that his big sword had not fallen.

The clarion call for withdrawal has been sounded, and if the army does not fall, the army of the Eight Banners will be able to retreat in an orderly manner.

It seems that God has not completely abandoned Daikin.

Nurhachi looked vigilantly at the gate of Ningyuan City.

Now I am afraid that Ning Yuanming's army will open the city and attack with elite cavalry.

If it was attacked by the Ming army at this time, Dajin was afraid that he would suffer a big defeat.

Under Nurhachi's call, Houjin's cavalry began to maintain a posture of attacking at any time.

But contrary to Nurhachi's expectations, Ning Yuanming's army did not open the city to attack from beginning to end.

What a fluke!

Nurhachi, who was full of luck, gathered up the withdrawn Eight Banners soldiers and retracted directly to the barracks.