The wind is cold, this northern October is already very low and cold, the air is full of cold air and the smell of blood, the smell of blood that makes people vomit, different from the general smell of blood, and a kind of undigested food in the stomach corroded taste, people smell more urge to vomit, stomping, iron hooves...

Engetu fought with the Qing Dynasty for an unknown amount of time, how many times, how many enemies he had encountered, but he had never been as afraid as he was now, and in the distance he could see the fear of the soldiers of the Han Eight Banners in the gap, that is, fear, the officers of the Han Eight Banners kept shouting, and they shouted angrily and wanted those Han Eight Banner soldiers to rush forward.

Those soldiers were trembling, no one dared to step forward, he knew that the families of the Han soldiers were all hostages, and after being hostages, their combat effectiveness was very strong, what made this group of soldiers lose the courage to charge, and the smell of blood in the air made him a little sick to his stomach.

The 'Mongolian' ancient cavalry charged, wearing Hu clothes, wearing felt hats, some of which were tied with strips of cloth that were not tied up, but put on both sides, and their weather-beaten sallow 'colored' faces were full of hideousness, and they raised their bows one by one. The search ———— accompanied by a dark cloud rising, and clusters of arrows flew up and fell.

Outside the gap, there was a bumping sound of arrows being blocked, and there were also bursts of screams, terrible screams, which made people feel numb after hearing it, but they used their mouths to 'lick' the blade of the scimitar in their hands, and on the opposite side was the strong Ming Army Qingzhou Army, but they didn't have much fear in their hearts.

The 'elite' troops are all at the head of the city, what 'elite' can greet them? In this way, what was the small gap that could hold back the ancient iron hooves of 'Meng', and there was a howling sound, and the land had already built a slope in advance, and Engetu could not help but think of his ancestor Genghis Khan, who had conquered the rich land in front of him with his saber and bow, and he would once again bring the fear of the steppe here.

The 'tide' of cavalry poured up the gap, bursts of iron hooves rushed, and the ground was bursts of sand and dirt in the air, and Engetu saw the situation in front of him, the corpses of the Han Eight Banners in that place, their bodies were like a sieve, maybe a sieve shattered into pieces, broken 'flesh', bones, skulls, red and white things, and that section of intestines, he didn't know what kind of weapon could beat people like this.

He looked forward, a row of artillery in front of him flashed a dark light, and the Ming gunners behind him were all with a kind of indifference, banging bang———— several 'doors' artillery in front of him 'fired', like a dense rainstorm raining horizontally, dense black 'color' thin lines appeared abruptly.

Fluttering, in an instant, Engetu lost all his consciousness, his body lost all consciousness in an instant, and his short and stocky body was instantly beaten into a sieve, and the broken 'meat' was immediately splashed everywhere, covering this piece of land. Like a bloody hell, the horse fell to the ground in parts.

The sound of rows of artillery sounded, and after the Franc machine finished firing a cannon, it could be fired again after quickly changing a sub-cannon, and it was endless, and the corpses of the ancient cavalry in front of him were getting more and more tired, and the gap had been half a foot high by the corpses, but the cavalry behind was blocked by the corpses of the road to charge. A pungent smell of blood, blood flowed down the pile of corpses, and next year it would grow with lush grass.

The gunner next to the gun breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat stains on his head, took something to clean the gun chamber, a sound of breeding accompanied by a burst of water vapor rose, Yu Haicheng He fought a lot of battles, he thought that he would not vomit again after the first battle, but this time he looked at the corpse in front of him that only had broken 'meat' intestines, and he couldn't help but vomit it directly.

Everyone in the vicinity was like this, there was more of a smell of vomit on the ground, and it made people want to vomit, the noble gunner pinched his nose, sighed, and said: "Hey, we didn't vomit, you still vomited" These nobles laughed, they were used to the bloody scene in front of them, and now they finally had an opportunity to mock them, how could they miss it.

Slowly, the smell of vomit became heavier and heavier, and the noble gunner couldn't help but spit it out directly, this place was already 'mixed' with a bad smell, the defenders on the nearby city wall didn't want to stay here to defend the city, and the soldiers of the Han Eight Banners who were besieging the city all put ladders far away from the gap.

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"The master is dead, the master is dead" A cry sounded, and a group of 'Meng' ancients rushed in, with painful expressions on their faces, they all fell to their knees when they came, and Dolgon sighed and said, "Engetu died in battle? What about his corpse" All of Baylor are strange, even if they die in battle, they should find their bodies.

"The artillery of the Ming people is too ruthless, the body of the master is gone, and it has become a piece of broken 'meat' in one place, and the broken 'meat' of other minions is 'mixed'" The 'Meng' ancient man cried out, with horror in his expression, and said: "The artillery of the Ming army, a dozen, the minions have become like a sieve, and there are no corpses."

Eight Flags Baylor inhales, and there are no corpses? What a terrifying firearm the other party should be, Azig took a deep breath and said: "I thought that artillery could only be used to defend the city, but today I understand the horror of this weapon, it is worthy of the Great Ming God Machine Battalion" All Baylor inhaled.

"What should I do, the gap can't be attacked, the earthen wall can't be taken down, how can this place be hit!" Duoduo said dejectedly, and after speaking, he sat weakly on the side, with a helpless expression on his face, he had been 'made' desperate by the little Zhuangzi in front of him, and he couldn't defeat it? The place had already given him that feeling.

Everyone sighed helplessly, is there no way, the gap is dead, not the place where the gap is not, the opposing infantry is strictly guarded, and it can't be beaten down at all, Dolgon hugged his fists and said: "The gunners of the Shenji battalion are powerful?" Is the Xuanfu gunner as powerful? Fight, the infantry retreated behind the shield cart, covered the advance of the shield cart behind, and dug a trench in front of the shield cart to avoid the fire. The artillery concentrated on the opposite wall and hit, hitting a few more gaps. ”

"Hit their city walls, all aim at the earthen walls, and when they hit twenty gaps, I don't believe that the artillery of his Shenji battalion can hold so many gaps!" He said coldly, and Dai Shan on the side wiped his sweat and said: "General, the cannonballs and gunpowder are all expensive, and my Qing Dynasty is not as rich as Daming."

"What can Jin Gui do, can it be that the lives of the soldiers of the Eight Banners are fighting, so that even if all my Qing soldiers are dead, I may not be able to take down Jiazhuang" Dolgon shouted loudly, and asked again, "What about the prisoners, does our army have captured the Ming army in front of them?"

Kong Youde and Geng Zongming were not in the big tent to command the battle in front, and Dai Shan on the side said embarrassedly: "No, on the contrary, my Han Eight Banner soldiers were captured by the enemy!" ”

"Humph!" With a cold snort, Dolgon snorted, looked around, and continued: "Fight, continue to fight, then fight until they surrender, I don't believe it, he has tens of thousands of Qingzhou troops, and no one has surrendered!" ”

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