The more than 200 rifle blockers above the city were all in position, all behind the shooting hole in the female wall, and slowly stretched out the rifle with the scope in their hands through the shooting hole. 【】

At this time, Lebao and the others were not close to the city gate, but they were not too far, and they were shouting loudly for the soldiers to push the cannons forward.

Zhang Tiedan spat and rubbed his hands in his hands, took a deep breath again, brought his eyes to the scope, and used the reticle in the scope to cover the big man in cotton armor who was surrounded by a large group of people who were also dressed in gorgeous armor.

"Father, mother, bless my son." Zhang Tiedan muttered a low prayer, held his breath again, and pulled the trigger......

Le Bao grimaced his face, and viciously urged those soldiers to hurry up, send those artillery to the drawbridge, and bombard them closely, but he really didn't believe that he couldn't blow up the road.

The children of the clan next to them were also shouting loudly, as if they were all famous generals in the world.

At this time, I suddenly heard a dense explosion sound like popping beans coming from the city gatehouse. Lebao opened his mouth in amazement, and the helmet on his head suddenly cracked open a large hole in the temple, and large strands of red and white poured out of it......

The boss was killed in seconds, and the more than ten clan disciples around the boss, along with some of the commanders, all became the ghosts of the guns, and only a few people were lucky enough to escape death, and the Yongbeiler with a yellow belt around his waist was shot seventeen times, and when the originally shiny head melon seeds fell to the ground, they had become like a drunken man with a mace and slapped a dozen or so rotten watermelons.

The army frightened a little silly at this burst of gunfire, and the important thing is that the tragic death of nearly twenty or so important people made these pampered Eight Banner soldiers suddenly realize the fear of death.

This is not over, those Eight Banners artillery who are shouting the trumpet and trying to push the artillery towards the drawbridge have also become the target of the hidden blockers on the city tower, watching their robes fall one after another, but the other side has no ability to fight back, or it should be said that the beheading operation just now made these Eight Banners soldiers even forget their duties, I don't know who shouted, the Eight Banners soldiers who were greedy for life and afraid of death finally recovered their original surnames, turned around and fled.

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Even some of the soldiers didn't even care about the weapons in their hands, but the gunfire behind them continued, and the continuous urging notes sounded again and again with a strong sense of rhythm, and the courage of some soldiers who were bravely about to rush forward was also punched out one by one.

And more and more people fled, which led the whole army to retreat, and even the cavalry of the cavalry battalion fled on horseback, as if there were several times more fierce enemies behind them.

"I say, these bastards! Lao Tzu only fired four shots, and the speed at which these clear dogs escaped for their lives was really fucking fast. Zhang Tiedan looked at the hasty backs of those who were out of range, and patted the sturdy female wall with some depression. Company commander, regiment commander, why don't they shell their mother. ”

"Still firing?" The company commander, who was also stupidly putting away his rifle, rolled his eyes: "Just our 200 or so guns have turned these tens of thousands of Eight Banner soldiers into rabbits, and if you fire the cannons, do you want them all to escape back to the Forbidden City?" ”

"Can this also be called a soldier? Grandma's, not even as good as a rabbit. The other soldier shook his head as well, looking unpleasant.

"This is the soldier, this is the famous Qing Dynasty, the title of the founding of the country, the Eight Banners are less than 10,000, and the Eight Banners are invincible." A voice with mockery and contempt sounded not far behind them.

"Captain!" Seeing the shining rank mark on the black helmet of the comer, several soldiers who were all hurriedly saluted with guns.

After the regiment commander returned the salute with a smile, he looked at the Eight Banners soldiers who were far away from the city wall and were still running wildly, and looked at the weapons scattered outside the city, as well as artillery and hundreds of carts of supplies. "Herald!"

"Here!"

"Put the hanging basket, send sappers to cross the river, those materials can be pulled up the city wall, as for the ones that can't be taken away, all of them will be thrown into the moat by Lao Tzu, hehe, those clear dogs, Lao Tzu will see what they can do to attack the city when the time comes, those artillery pieces are too heavy, there is no need to move, directly fill and blow up Lao Tzu." The regimental commander grinned insidiously and gave the order.

Escaped from Shanhaiguan for several miles, and was cut down dozens of surnames by those officers and soldiers, only then did they stop the rout and stop, more than 25,000 Eight Banner soldiers actually let a few rows of guns on the other side have to lose their courage, which made those only remaining senior generals of the Eight Banners want to vomit blood, and what makes them cry without tears is that the boss Le Bao, as well as the Yongda Baylor, and more than a dozen clan disciples, have all been buried under the city wall of the Shanhaiguan.

They could never have imagined how the other party could hit people at a distance of at least two hundred steps from the city gate tower, and they could also hit people accurately.

But now, not only did most of the generals in the upper echelons be killed or wounded, but also the supplies and ordnance were lost, and by the time some people came to their senses and wanted to rush back to the city to snatch the supplies back, they had already heard the loud explosion, and clouds of billowing smoke rose from the city gatehouse.

"It's over......" Almost all the soldiers and generals of the Eight Banners have only one thought in their hearts.

"Withdraw, withdraw to Qinyu County, immediately send people, rush to Jingshi, and report to the emperor that Shanhaiguan has lost ......" The only remaining blue-inlaid flag commander Urgon Ah closed his eyes in despair, losing his grain, grass, ordnance and artillery, losing the commander, and so many clan children, God knows what kind of thunderous anger the emperor will send.

As soon as Shanhaiguan is lost, it is equivalent to cutting off the shortcut to the eight banners of the Beijing Division.

This time, it was still an eight-hundred-mile rush, rushing towards Yanjing day and night......

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Hurriedly called up from the house, and when He Shen, who was resentful, rushed to the Changchun Garden, he heard the news that Qianlong vomited blood and fainted again. As soon as he heard that Qianlong, who had been very weak for a while, fainted again, He Shen's face turned pale with fright, for fear that his protective umbrella would be a fart.

It was not until nearly noon that Qianlong, who was lying on the sickbed, summoned He Shen and other confidants, and the Prince of Jia, Yongyan, who had not yet said it explicitly, was already determined to succeed Qianlong on the edge of the bed, looking at his pale and haggard Emperor Ama with a sad face.

"Don't worry, I can't die yet." Qianlong's cloudy old eyes flashed in the muddy old eyes of the dying and struggling wolf. "Just a little thief, how can the foundation of my Great Qing Kingdom for nearly two hundred years be destroyed in the hands of those people."

"The emperor Shengming, please also ask the emperor to take care of the dragon's health and safety, and recover as soon as possible, the world cannot be said to be without a king." He Shen stood up and was the first to express his loyalty. The corners of Qianlong's mouth showed a slight comforting smile, and he asked Na and Shen. "What do you think of Shanhaiguan?"

He Shen was stunned for a while, frowning and thinking for a long time before he analyzed: "The slave thinks that it should not be North Korea, nor will it be Lao Maozi." However, in the left and left of Manchuria, except for North Korea and Lao Maozi, the minions could not think of anyone who dared to have such courage to go deep into the hinterland of our Great Qing Kingdom, capture Shanhaiguan, and approach the Beijing Division. ”

The other henchmen below all raised their middle fingers at He Shen, the sycophant, in their hearts, and these words did not mean that they did not say anything.

Qianlong's brows also furrowed, but He Shen changed his words again: "Your Majesty, no matter who that gang of traitors is, if they dare to possess Shanhaiguan, it means that their strength is not small." Then, the court must recapture Shanhaiguan in the shortest possible time, otherwise, I am afraid that if the government and the opposition hear about this, I don't know how much chaos will be caused. ”

"That's right, Your Majesty, the slave thinks that he should block this news first, and then send the elite of the Beijing Division to the north for reinforcements to avenge my dead Eight Banners soldiers." Fu Longan also said loudly.

"Adjust the soldiers and horses of the Beijing division again, I'm just afraid of ......" Liu Yong, who was past his prime, said cautiously.

"Afraid of what? Who else would dare to come to Gyeonggi? Another minister snorted coldly, glanced at Liu Yong and said, hearing this, Liu Yong was reluctant to speak again, after all, this involved a major matter in the land of Longxing of the National Dynasty, and he was a Hanchen, and criticizing this matter was tantamount to touching the nerves of those people, so Liu Yong shut up, and the voices of those henchmen and important ministers asking for war sounded again.

In the end, after some debate, Qianlong finally made a decision to transfer 8,000 troops from the Fengtai battalion, and the headquarters of the Xishan Ruijian battalion and the firearms battalion were also transferred, and more than 23,000 soldiers and horses were scraped together. In addition, and this time the commander is Mingming, Fucha's family, Ziyinzhai, Manchuria inlaid with yellow flags, all of them are Guangchengzi, and they are also filial piety and virtuous queen's nephew, and Doluo is a concubine.

Since he was young, he followed A Gui to conquer Jinchuan, and later pacified the Salar rebellion in Gansu, and he can be regarded as a general who has been in battle for a long time.

However, under the dispatch of troops this time, nearly half of the soldiers and horses in the Gyeonggi area were missing, and the excuse was that the Eight Banners of the Beijing Division had been slacking off for a long time, so they were specially ordered to train troops in Chengde. For this news, there are not too many people have any surprises, except for those who were transferred to the past to wait for the Chengde, after knowing the truth, crying and crying for their fathers and mothers, but there is no impact on the people of the whole country, they still continue to live in this turbulent era, only a carrier pigeon soaring in the sky, city by city like a relay race in the north and south.

Then, the news that Manchuria was occupied by unidentified armed forces, and even Shanhaiguan was occupied, was recorded in local newspapers, and a large number of secret channels spread rapidly in the coastal provinces.

(To be continued)