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In the early morning, before dawn, smoke appeared in the Jurchen camp. Then there was a hustle and bustle in the originally quiet camp, and many soldiers reluctantly got up and got busy under the scolding of the generals.

Zhao Xiaosi used to be an authentic farmer, and their ancestors came to Liaodong. Ever since the Jurchen master came to Tunzi, their family has been living in hell.

His father was beaten to death because he didn't finish the farm work arranged by the Jurchen master's family. His elder brother wanted to step forward to stop him but also had one leg discounted, and the other two elder brothers were pulled by the Ming army, and their lives and deaths are still uncertain.

The burden of the family's life suddenly weighed on him, and at the age of 16, despite his fear, he still participated in the Jurchen master's Han army flag.

Not for anything else, but for those two heavy bags of food, with which this food is the guarantee for his family to survive.

When he lived in the barracks for the first time, he was full of apprehension, looking at the busy Han military flags outside, and some Jurchen lords passing by proudly.

Just as he was looking around in a daze, the back of his head was hit hard. Zhao Xiaosi: "Oops! He looked back and saw that it was Niu Lu of his Han Army Banner who hit him.

"You kid don't want to die! Dare to stare at the Jurchen master, if those masters are not happy, there will be no place to reason after killing your kid. Next time be smart, don't always make trouble for Lao Tzu! Fan Kuan said.

Zhao Xiaosi hurriedly bowed his head and admitted his mistake, "Lord Niu Lu!" It's not the first time I've seen such an old man! Curious, I took a few more looks, don't be angry, the little one will do things! ”

Fan Kuan is the Niu Lu of their Han Army banner, a thousand generals who used to be the Ming Army. After surrendering, he was appointed a Niu Lu Ezhen to manage more than 200 Han military banners under his command.

Because he has been following Huang Taiji's positive white flag, and Huang Taiji treats Han people well compared to other Baylors, so he can barely survive.

The first time he saw Zhao Xiaosi, he remembered his son who didn't know whether he was alive or dead. So I've always taken good care of this hairy boy, and today I saw that this kid was stupid, and I couldn't help but remind a few words.

While having breakfast, Fan Kuan came to Zhao Xiaosi's side and said, "Lord Baylor has assigned us a good job, and we have been assigned the task of protecting artillery. After a while, you kid will sell some strength when he pushes the artillery, and when the cannon is fired, stay away from those cannons, do you hear me! ”

"My lord! Why? Aren't we protecting artillery? Why do you want to retreat? If we hide far away, how can we protect the artillery? Zhao Xiaosi asked with a confused expression.

"Oops! You stupid boy, the push you work hard is to make your kid show his face in front of adults. When the cannon is fired, there is an excuse to go to the back to rest, you kid is fun to be a gun? Once the chamber is blown up, there are no living people around the artillery, Lao Tzu is teaching you to save your life, do you know? Fan Kuan said hatefully.

Zhao Xiaosi nodded as if he didn't understand, anyway, he knew something. This Master Fan has always taken great care of himself, and he is right to listen to him!

After breakfast, the Jurchen camp was completely busy. Countless soldiers began to walk out of the camp with heavy artillery and towards the coast of Beixinkou.

They shouted trumpets and pushed the heavy artillery little by little. There were also soldiers pulling carts behind them, slowly moving towards the coast.

Abatai looked impatiently at the slowly advancing artillery and said, "Old eight! Can't you just make those mud faster? What time has it been? I'm going to have lunch on Eternal Island! ”

"Seventh brother, don't worry, there will be another half an hour to ensure that you can shell Changsheng Island. It's not bad to be in a hurry! Huang Taiji said.

"This group of Han people is just not cleaned up, if my subordinates go down with a whip, I guarantee that they will not dare to rub it anymore!" Abatai said wryly.

Huang Taiji was speechless for a while, those are all gunners! If you go down with a whip and break someone, who will you go to shoot?

Li Zhu stood beside Zhang Dou and said, "My lord! Jiannu actually pushed the artillery under our noses, which is too underestimating our Immortal Island. Do you want to shoot a few shots first to extinguish the prestige of Jiannu. ”

"Don't worry! That's a good thing, when they push the artillery over, we'll give him a hard blow! Zhang Dou said.

The strait at Beixinkou is only 3 li wide, and the fortress of Changsheng Island is built one mile away from the strait. Moreover, this fortress is still made of stones, and the attack of Huang Taiji's Thousand Jin Buddha Franc Machine is simply tickling it.

The effective range of the 3-pounder gun in the bastion can reach 4 miles, and the maximum range can reach 6 miles. Although the artillery against Huang Taiji is a bit far, it is still no problem to hit it.

As for those 6-pounder guns, it's not too easy, their range can catch up with the general cannon of Shengjing City. Not to mention hitting these artillery, even hitting the Jurchen battalion is no problem.

After an hour of busyness, the Jurchens finally prepared the artillery. They skillfully loaded gunpowder and fired their cannons in the Niu Lu Zhen password.

In an instant, the mountains shook along the coast, and the earth seemed to tremble. Some of the timid people were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground, and many more roared with excitement.

The whistling shells smashed into the fortress in the distance at high speed, and in an instant, the white smoke emitted by the 20 guns shrouded the shore. In the distance, the Han military flags that were ready to board the ship and force the crossing of the strait let out a loud cheer, and they cheered for the fact that they had such a terrifying weapon of mass destruction.

Most of the whistling shells missed the target, and many of them hit the beach in front of the fortress, and they plunged into the beach and never moved again.

Others crossed the bastion and hit the distance. Only one shell hit the bottom of the bastion, and the whistling shells hit the solid rock, bringing only some debris with them, but did not cause major damage.

Huang Taiji, who was watching the battle with a clairvoyant mirror in the distance, couldn't help frowning when he saw the hit cannonball, he didn't expect the fortress built by Zhang Dou to be so strong. In this way, some of the gunners were busy.

Seeing that only one shell hit, Abatai couldn't help but be furious: "This group of stupid pigs who only know how to eat, 20 cannons have only hit one shot. What a bunch of rubbish! ”

He turned his head and shouted to Goshha behind him: "Go and tell those mud gunners that if you miss again, you will want their heads!" "That Geshha was just about to go down to give the order, but was stopped by Huang Taiji.

"Seventh brother! You're still too impatient, it's good to have a shot in the first round, but it's normal to miss a shot in the first round. Next time there will definitely be more hits, Brother Qi is better to wait patiently! Huang Taiji said.

This time on Changsheng Island, Huang Taiji is the coach. Those gunners were also Huang Taiji's people, so Abatai was full of reluctance and had to obey Huang Taiji's orders.

Really? The effect of the second shelling was much better, and this time at least half of the shells hit the bastion. The shells only smashed the bastion into a screech and didn't do much damage.

After watching two rounds, Zhang Dou had a certain understanding of Huang Taiji's thousand catties Buddha Lang machine, and also had full confidence in the defense of the fortress.

He ordered loudly: "Li Zhu! You kid won't forget all about the artillery aiming that Master Sun taught! ”

Li Zhu stood upright, and with his right hand pounded his left chest, he made a standard Changsheng Island military salute. Said: "My lord! If the small one misses in the first round, he is willing to raise his head to see him! ”

After saying that, he personally ran to the gun position to operate the gun gauge and gun ruler, and looked at his gritted teeth, and he would never stop until he bombarded Jiannu's artillery into scum.

After two rounds of shelling, Huang Taiji's brow furrowed even deeper, and a Sichuan character was twisted on his forehead.

Abatai was so happy that he couldn't help laughing: "Eighth child! I'll just explain that this strange thing of the army is not useful! We didn't even fart for a long time, what are you worried about? ”

"Are you thinking a little too much?" Huang Taiji himself began to waver.

At this time, a fast horse galloped from the direction of Changsheng Island, and Zhang Dou was shocked when he saw the person coming. He said loudly: "Send someone quickly, Lord Sun will bring it in!" ”

The person who came was Sun Yuanhua, who stayed on the high ground of Changsheng Island and observed the battle situation here. It was seen that the Jurchens had already shelled two rounds, and the artillery of the Ming army was delayed. Anxious, he could no longer care about the danger on the battlefield, and rode straight to the fortress on his fast horse.

As soon as he entered the fortress, he shouted loudly: "Zhang Dou! Are you scared, kid? Why was there no return fire? ”