Chapter Twenty-Five: Look at it scares me!

Zhang Dou immediately ordered, "Ergouzi, let the gang light the explosives bag and throw it out!" ”

"Yes! My lord! The second dog replied loudly.

Qin Shi was a little puzzled and asked, "What is the explosives package?" ”

This attack was the armor of the Zhenghong Banner, although they had lost the most in the previous battle, but at this time everyone could not be an exception, and they had to take turns to attack the Ming army's car formation.

Lange was commanding the battle, although they had lost a lot of men. But they finally made a breakthrough and were already approaching the Ming army's car formation.

As long as they were given a little more time, he was confident that he would break the Ming army's car formation and kill all the Ming troops inside. He's sitting and daydreaming! As long as he breaks through the Ming army's car formation, he will definitely be rewarded at that time, not only will his subordinates increase their Dingkou. The Han people will also be rewarded a lot of mud slaves, and those white and tender Han women at that time are not allowed to be played with by him!

Just as he was thinking about something beautiful, he suddenly noticed that a lot of small cloth bags were thrown out of the car array. The cloth bags were still emitting white smoke, rolling and falling into the crowd besieging the car.

Lange suddenly felt bad, and he immediately ordered a retreat. With years of experience in warfare, he was sure that those cloth bags must have been the firearms of the Ming army.

Under unknown circumstances, he can't let Zhenghongqi, which has already suffered heavy losses, suffer another blow, and if he goes back with heavy losses, his master will not let go of himself.

No sooner had he given the order than a series of explosions reached his ears. I saw that the Zhenghongqi armored soldiers besieging the car formation were shrouded in a puff of white smoke, and there were figures flying up from time to time in the smoke.

A deafening explosion mixed with screams of people reached Lange's brain, and Lange's mind went blank as he looked at the area covered in white smoke.

Finished! That's it! That's a whole armor soldier! Why is it gone? While he was still hesitating to go over and take a look, he threw out a lot of cloth bags from the car.

This time Lange learned wisely, and he gave a loud order.

"Retreat! Retreat! In fact, there was no need for him to order, the armored soldiers of the Zhenghong Banner had already begun to slowly retreat backwards. After all, this explosion is really terrifying, and it was a big living person just now.

In the blink of an eye, it was blown apart, with stumps and broken arms, and blood from internal organs everywhere. In front of the Ming army's car formation, it was like a hellish horror of Shura, and some Jurchens couldn't hold back anymore and opened their mouths, "Wow, wow!" He threw up.

Lange couldn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly retreated with his cronies.

At this time, the car formation moved, revealing a gap, Zhang Dou led the killer team, and Qin Shi took the white pole soldiers to kill from inside. When they came outside, they began to slash and kill the Jurchens who had no time to escape, and these Jurchens were already so dizzy by the explosives bag that they were killed without even resisting.

Then as soon as the car formation opened, Zhang Dou and Qin Shi retreated with people. The car formation once again returned to calm, the only change was that there were many more mutilated corpses on the periphery of the car formation.

Nurhachi did not execute the fleeing soldiers this time, because this was not a force that could be countered by courage, and he did not understand how many hole cards the Ming army still had to use.

He just calculated that by now, the Eight Banners under his command had killed more than 5,000 armor soldiers. And many of those wounded armor soldiers will die in the following days due to the deterioration of their injuries, so that he will have to lose 8,000 people if he only defeats half of the Ming army.

How many armor soldiers are there in Jianzhou! There are less than 60,000 people, and he has always been known as 100,000 armor soldiers. How much will be left after this battle?

Is it worth it to attack Shengjing this time? He is silently calculating the gains and losses, what if he just goes back?

As soon as this idea arose in his mind, he snuffed it out. Now that he has established the state, Jin's strength is based on his undefeated.

If this attack on Shengjing is unsuccessful, it will also lose its troops and generals. Then the rumors of his Nurhachi's defeat of the Aisin Jueluo clan will spread everywhere, and his enemies will pounce on him like hungry wolves and tear him to pieces.

So now he has to win the battle of Shengjing no matter what, even if it is a big price. But as soon as he saw the Ming army's car formation, he had a headache, and such a small car formation had already caused his warriors to lose more than a thousand people.

If you want to win it completely, you don't have to die many warriors! He was just about to give the order to continue the attack, when he saw Li Yongfang on the side in a blink of an eye.

His eyes suddenly lit up, "Li Yongfang!" ”

When Li Yongfang heard King Khan call him, he was so frightened that he trembled. He had already seen the gloomy face of the King of Khan just now, so he kept hiding his figure behind others, just because he was afraid that the King of Khan would ask him to attack the chariot formation of the Ming army.

If he used his men and horses to attack the car formation, it would be no different from sending him to death, so this thing was unusually low-key, and he had been old for a long time with his head down.

Just now he felt that his neck was a little sore, and as soon as he raised his head and moved his neck, he was called by Nurhachi, and he wanted to slap himself a few times.

I've been pretending to be a grandson for so long, why can't I pretend for a while! After a while, others will attack the car formation, and then move their necks again, why don't you do it! I'm so cheap!

However, it was too late to regret it, so he had to stand up and kneel in front of Nurhachi's horse.

"The minion Li Yongfang is here!" After saying that, he lowered his head nervously and did not speak.

"Yongfang!" Nurhachi's sentence "Yongfang" scared Li Yongfang almost peed his pants, and said in his heart: What's wrong with King Khan? Is it to be so polite to send yourself to death?

Thinking of this, his tears flowed out all of a sudden, thinking that he was a dog and a slave just to survive! I can't live anymore!

He cried and said to Nurhachi: "The slave Li Yongfang is willing to die for the Khan King!" After speaking, he looked at Nurhachi with teary eyes.

As soon as Nurhachi saw his sentence "Yongfang", Li Yongfang was moved to tears, and laughed heartily: "Haha! Yongfang doesn't have to be like this, you are my big gold's colt, and I will definitely use it for you! ”

When Li Yongfang heard this, it didn't look like he was going to die by himself. Then he stopped crying, "If the king of Khan has something to order, the servants will definitely go all out, and they will not give up!" ”

"Good! I really didn't misread you, now you go to the city and send artillery to smash the Ming army's car formation for me. After the deed is done, you will be credited with a great achievement! Nurhachi said with a smile.

Li Yongfang had a bottom in his heart when he heard it. The heart said, "You said it earlier!" Look at what scares me, don't you just let those gunners fire! Easy!

What? You say it's too far to hit! Isn't it over with more charges! What? You say that if you fill too much gunpowder, it will explode? Blow up the chamber and blow it up! Anyway, it was the gunner who died, and it had nothing to do with him Li Yongfang.

The gunners are dead, it's good to recruit again, anyway, there are so many Ming prisoners, there are always a few who can shoot!

The artillery is gone? That's better, it's not that I, Li Yongfang, can't come out, the artillery is powerless, so I can't use myself as an artillery to shoot out!

With this in mind, he came to the city again. This time, he asked the gunner to attack the Ming army's vehicle formation 10 miles away, and the gunner listened to the bitter gourd on his face.

10 miles! It's too far, it's the maximum distance that a general's cannon can theoretically hit. But the quality of Daming's artillery casting is worrying, not to mention the trachoma on it, and the inner wall of the gun chamber is also uneven.

Who would dare to charge this kind of cannon! It's okay to defend the city with half of the gunpowder in normal times, but just now in order to attack the position of the white pole soldiers, they have already risked loading eighty percent of the gunpowder.

Fortunately, God forbid, there was no explosion that time. Now let them load ten percent of gunpowder to attack the Ming army car formation on the edge of the Hunhe River, isn't it obvious that they want to send them to death!

As soon as a gunner raised an objection, he was beheaded by a Jurchen on the side. At this time, all the gunners didn't dare to talk nonsense, and they greeted the female relatives of Li Yongfang's family in their hearts, while trembling and charging.

Every shot of the full charge was a ghost gate, and these gunners did not dare to be careless, weighed the gunpowder and called it, selected the shells and selected them, and finally worked hard for a long time to load a general's cannon with gunpowder.

For the final ignition, they took turns drawing the life and death lots. A young gunner came to the cannon tremblingly, and poked the red-hot iron bar in his hand towards the cannon door.

I only heard "Boom! With a roar, the artillery let out a roar and fired towards the Ming army's vehicle formation.

The shell was charged, powerful, and roared towards the formation. However, the gunner's angle was not found well, and the shell hit a hundred meters in front of the formation and bounced again, and did not move before it could get close to the formation.

Zhang Dou heard the sound of the cannon, and his heart tightened. The heart said, "Here it is!"

Although he made a lot of preparations to guard against the Jurchen artillery, he still had no idea how to prepare for the shelling that he had seen on the Internet in later generations.

What if that great god fools him?

At this time, the sound of cannons sounded one after another at the head of Shengjing City, and the cannonballs kept hitting their car array.

One shell hit at just the right angle, the charge was full, and the shell flew a distance of 10 miles, and it was in the middle of a side van in the forward camper formation.