With Duoduo's order, more than 800 artillery pieces of the Qing army began to bombard, pouring into Fengyang City with solid bullets mixed with flowering bullets.

The gravel on the Fengyang city was splashed, the smoke and dust were filled, and the soldiers of the Ming army were left behind in the central capital under the leadership of Dai Liren, the commander of Fengyangwei, Ye Xian, the prefect Zhao Ding and others, and fought back with the Franc machine gun and the mother and son cannon.

Duoduo lost more than 100 artillery pieces when attacking Yangzhou, and in order to attack Fengyang, he transported more than 300 artillery pieces of various types from Henan, Beijing and other places, making the Qing army's artillery fire more fierce and intensive.

In addition to bombarding Fengyang with artillery, the Qing army took turns to attack and harass, advancing to the foot of the city wall, and using dense arrows and bullets to carry out saturation attacks, and the Ming troops who were shot by random arrows and bullets were innumerable.

"Hold it off for me!"

Dai Liren, who was fully clothed, held a sword in his hand to supervise the battle on the city wall, and although the bullets flew above his head, he was not afraid, "The cannonballs are spared and fired, and the cannons are fired at the fire camp!" ”

Fengyang City is Ma Shiying's lair, so the number of artillery pieces is twice as large as that of Yangzhou, and there are even four general cannons in the warehouse.

It's just that it has been idle for a long time, and the surface is rusty, and it has just been lubricated and overhauled by craftsmen in the past two days, and it can already be put into use, and it is now being transported to the city wall with the assistance of the people.

More than 30 artillery pieces lined up on the east city wall, and the Ming gunners braved the rain of guns and arrows to load the shells, ignite the fuse, and aimed the barrels at the Qing army fire battalion at the foot of the city wall.

Shells fell from the sky, smashing the Qing army's positions in chaos, killing and wounding countless people, and the gunfire and arrows suddenly became much thinner.

A Han military attache with braids roared loudly: "Dai Liren, raised by a son of a bitch, if you don't blow up the artillery battalion, why do you blow up Lao Tzu's men?" Back then, Lao Tzu also fought side by side with you under Sun Chengzong in Liaodong, and you actually treated the old man like this? ”

Dai Liren glanced towards the city and found that the name of the person who spoke was Li Jiucheng, the original general of Mao Wenlong, who surrendered to the Manchus along with Kong Youde and Geng Zhongming after Mao Wenlong was killed by Yuan Chonghuan.

"Whew!"

Dai Dutong scolded, "It's a shame that you said this, you are also raised by your father, and you are also a descendant of Yan and Huang, and you actually followed Jiannu to destroy my Ming Dynasty and harm the people of Daming, what face do you have to live in this world?" ”

Li Jiucheng laughed loudly: "Haha...... Don't be stupid, the Zhu family's country is over, how can the emperor of the Zhu family have a good thing? In this world, there are more than 10 million people who have taken refuge in the Qing Dynasty, Wu Sangui, Kong Youde, and Geng Zhongming have all been crowned kings, and I have also been named Dingnanbo.

Wouldn't it be better to follow the emperor of the Qing Dynasty to eat and drink spicy food than to follow Zhu Youzhen, a faint monarch, to tremble and not eat well?

The Ming Dynasty offered the literati as immortals, did not collect their taxes, did not cure their crimes, took us military attaches to drink and drunk, as slaves as instructions, why should we work for him? ”

"Blow up this dog thief for me!"

Dai Liren raised his hand in anger and threw his sword under the city, but it was a pity that it was too far away, "Treason and traitor, everyone will be punished!" ”

A cannonball shot at Li Jiucheng, but it lacked a crosshair and was calmly avoided.

"Retreat for the time being, let the artillery battalion destroy the batteries on the city wall first!"

Li Jiucheng turned his horse and left, while beckoning the Huoqi battalion to retreat, he loudly persuaded him to surrender, "Dai Liren, for the sake of you and my colleagues, you open the city gate to welcome the army into the city, and I will protect you in front of the prince, at least seal you all." ”

Dai Liren's strategy was very effective, not to bombard the artillery of the Qing army, but to aim at the bow and arrow battalion and the fire battalion at the foot of the city wall, and the Qing army lost nearly 1,000 soldiers and horses, so it could only temporarily retreat.

Duoduo, who was watching the battle from a high place, was furious when he saw this, and said: "Transfer our red-coated artillery to the east city wall, gather 500 artillery pieces to bombard, and blow up the artillery of the Ming army to this king!" ”

More than 500 artillery pieces were fired at the same time, which was so powerful that they soon suppressed the Ming army on the city wall. Smoke and dust filled the air, there were ruins everywhere, and more than a dozen artillery pieces were blown up and could not be used again.

Fengyang City originally had one million residents, because the Qing army slaughtered Sizhou, and the residents of nearby villages and towns flocked to Fengyang for refuge, causing the population of Fengyang City to skyrocket by seven or eight hundred thousand.

The streets and alleys of the city are full of refugees, hiding under the eaves of private houses or under bridges, and the mess is crowded like a hornet that has exploded.

Shells were constantly flying into the city and falling in the crowds.

The flowering bomb exploded and caught fire, the solid bullet was ruthlessly crushed, and countless people died, and the cries and screams were intertwined, and they soared into the sky.

Refugees run around in terror and trample on each other, causing a sharp increase in deaths.

"Don't panic, go to the prefect's yamen, the capital yamen, and command the yamen to hide."

Dai Liren, who was covered in dust, was anxious when he saw this, and loudly instructed the refugees, "Don't push, everyone go to the center of the city to hide, the Tartar shells can't fly." ”

The people cried all over the place, and one by one they looked at the ironclad car: "Why hasn't Lin Dudu come yet, why did our ironclad car go?" ”

"Lin Dudu, hurry up, Fengyang won't be able to save it if it's late, please God bless you!"

"Lin Zhenjiang is a bastard, why does he protect Yangzhou and not Fengyang? Could it be that Fengyang's life is not as valuable as Yangzhou's life? Our Fengyang is the central capital, the hometown of Taizu, and we have one-third of the national surnames in Fengyang City! ”

"It's Zhu Youxiang and Ma Shiying who should be scolded, and the Tartars are in Jiangbei, why did they transfer the ironclad car to Nanjing?"

"The chick asked the uncle to kiss one, and followed the uncle in the future, to ensure that you eat and drink spicy food! Come, let the uncle touch it, is it big? ”

The people were mixed, some were looking forward to the arrival of reinforcements, calling for Lin Dudu like the stars and the moon, and some people were scolding. What's more, they took advantage of the chaos to loot and defile women, and at this moment the wind and sun are in chaos, and there is no law and order.

"Governor Zhao, you take the messenger down the city wall to maintain order." Dai Liren patted the dust on his body and commanded loudly.

Zhao Ding, who had long been frightened, hurriedly took hundreds of messengers down the city wall to direct the people to retreat towards the prefect's yamen, but at least more than 100,000 refugees gathered on the east city wall, where could they be restrained for a while?

One shell after another fell into the city, and the people who were blown up turned on their backs, and the casualties were not counted.

Dai Liren desperately commanded the Ming artillery to fight back, but it was a drop in the bucket, even if he could occasionally blow up two or three Qing artillery, it would be useless. Instead, it provoked the Qing army's red-coated artillery to return fire, and the corpses of the Ming soldiers flew into the air, the batteries were destroyed, and the barrels were distorted and deformed.

"Bring me my broadsword!"

Dai Liren roared angrily and ordered the adjutant general to organize a death squad of 500 people and follow him out of the city to attack the artillery positions of the Qing army.

The east gate of the city suddenly opened, and Dai Liren, who was fully draped, charged forward with a two-meter-long Pu knife, leading the red-eyed 500 soldiers to swarm out, holding machetes high and rushing towards the Qing army's artillery position.

In order to bombard the dense people in the city, the artillery of the Qing army advanced to a distance of 300 meters from the city wall, as long as it was not shot by firecrackers and bows and arrows, and the artillery of the Ming army was not taken into account at all.

Suddenly an army was killed from the city, and the Qing army, which was loading the shells, was in a bit of confusion, and the angry Ming army rushed into the artillery position, brandishing a big knife, and killing the heads of the people rolling around.

Dai Liren roared like thunder, and the sword flew, flashing and moving in the chaotic army, and it didn't take long to cut off more than a dozen heads.

The rest of the Ming army regarded death as home, and either slashed and slashed with their swords, or smashed the Qing artillery in an attempt to destroy it. Some people even made concerted efforts, turned the barrel of the cannon, and fired several rounds at the Qing army's position, and the bombers turned on their backs.

With a wave of his hand, the Qing army's musket battalion joined the battle group, and thousands of arquebuses of all kinds were fired in unison, and the "crackling" sound was loud, like firecrackers.

After all, the heroic soldiers of the Ming army were flesh and blood, and after cutting off the heads of more than 300 Qing artillerymen, they fell under the guns of the Qing army.

Dai Liren was shot more than ten times, and blood gushed out from the entrance of the cave, but he gritted his teeth and looked angry, his right hand used a simple knife to support the ground to prevent himself from falling, and his left hand held high the Ming banner full of bullet holes, letting it hunt and flutter in the smoke of gunpowder.

"Da Ming...... Must...... Victory! ”

Duoduo, who was watching the battle from a high place, sighed: "It's a man, but it's a pity that he doesn't know the current affairs!" ”

Being attacked by Dai Liren, the Qing army lost more than 300 gunners and more than 10 artillery pieces. The people shrouded in death were able to catch their breath and slowly retreat towards the center of Fengyang City.

Duoduo ordered the corpses of the fallen artillerymen to be collected, and ordered the alternate artillerymen to keep up and continue to bombard Fengyang, not to give the soldiers and civilians in the city a chance to breathe, and to break through the Fengyang gate before the reinforcements arrived.