After Louie's master and servant came to Xuzhou, they were taken everywhere, especially the workshop where firearms were made, and the interpreter was inseparable, in addition to the instant translation, he also had to listen to Louis's private conversations a little more.

This man did know a lot about the firecracker, he and the old servant knew a lot, and as for the cast cannon that he once boasted about, it was doubtful.

However, Louis and his servants also seemed to have some knowledge of military affairs, and every night in the middle of the night, Zhao Ziying's clerk would come to the interpreter, so that he could recall every sentence as much as possible, and then the record would be transferred to Zhao Jin's hands.

Louis had a conversation with his servants, saying that the ranks and tactics of the Zhao battalion were very similar to those in Europe, but without the protection of firearms, and they were closer to the army somewhere in those days.

This conversation made Zhao Jin very interested, although the translator didn't understand too detailed words, but Zhao Jin could see from this scaly claw that the other party really understood military affairs, and he said that somewhere back then, there was a ** in ten that was the Swiss halberd infantry.

But Zhao Jin was not in a hurry to communicate with the other party, he heard that this Louis was actively learning Chinese, and now the most tired thing is the interpreter, and he has to teach this Louis Chinese, and he has to be a translator, and he has to become the eyes and ears of the eyes.

"This Lu is also in a hurry to watch Xiàn, he has already given the drawings of the fire gun, and now the craftsmen are building according to this, but this little brother has also seen it, the handle of the fire gun is longer, the gun tube is shorter, and the rest is not unusual, it is much more cumbersome than the bird gun, big brother, is this what you have always wanted?" Yoshika spoke.

"yes, that's it." Zhao Jin said with a smile, every time he heard everyone call Louie, he found it funny, everyone thought that Louie's surname was "Lu" or "6", but Zhao Jin didn't want to correct anything, and there was no certain rule for this.

"Big brother, you said that this shoulder fire is more stable, this is not bad, but this kind of firearm pays attention to a long distance, and the gun tube becomes shorter and thicker, isn't it impossible to fight far?" Everyone knows that Zhao Jin is in a good mood when talking about firearms, and Ji Xiang is willing to talk a little more.

"The slender pipe hits farther, how do you know?" Zhao Jin asked with a smile.

Ji Xiang was about to speak, but he stopped, thought thoughtfully and said, "It's really strange, the little brother has always felt this way, but there is no evidence." ”

"When the kind I want is made, compare it, and you'll understand."

After chatting a few words, everyone in the room is ready to stand up and say goodbye, and now they are discussing matters in the morning and evening, and everyone is very busy.

At this time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside, everyone in the room looked at each other, and Wang Zhaojing said in a deep voice: "Could it be that the news is coming?" ”

"Master, the capital is urgent." The announcement outside proved Wang Zhaojing's conjecture.

The expressions of everyone in the room became strict, calculating the days, it should be the results of the battle on the Liaodong side, Wang Zhaojing quickly went out to pick up the letterhead, and opened it directly outside, looked at it while walking, walked to the door and stopped and sighed, there is nothing to say here.

"Big brother, Liaodong was defeated, Shenyang and Liaoyang were captured by the Jianzhou Jurchens, and Yuan Yingtai was martyred in Liaodong."

Shenyang and Liaoyang are the two largest cities outside the Guan, and they are also the core and fortress of the entire Liaodong, these two places were captured by the Jurchens, and Liaodong has been completely lost.

Although everyone in the room was becoming more and more estranged from Da Ming, including Zhao Jin, after hearing the news, everyone felt extremely heavy, and their chests seemed to be out of breath, which was very uncomfortable.

"Don't slack off in the training of the family members, if anyone is lazy, drive out, Zhaojing, I said you write, write letters to the family groups and brigades everywhere, I will go to check one place at a time, no one can relax" Zhao Jin suddenly raised his voice and said, speaking in a sinister manner.

On March 13 of the first year of the Apocalypse, Shenyang City.

This city has been surrounded, and the military tents of the Jianzhou Jurchen Jin Army can be seen everywhere, and the entire Shenyang City, as if it is a white chess piece on the chessboard, has been shrouded in a black chess.

Whether it is the Jin ** team outside the city or the Ming army inside the city, they have all lined up to face each other, as if facing a great enemy, clusters of weapons flickering in the early spring sun, and everywhere is filled with a murderous atmosphere.

Obviously, a big war is already poised for it.

Originally, Yuan Yingtai, the Liaodong economic strategy of the Ming Dynasty, had prepared to arrange the Ming army to go out on three routes, trying to recover several cities in Qinghe and Fushun, which had been lost to the Jurchens, but unexpectedly, these military preparations had just begun, and the Great Khan of the Jin State Nurhachi rushed to send troops first, and then attacked all the way, and finally led heavy troops to surround Shenyang.

Although Nurhachi's sudden attack surprised the Ming soldiers in Shenyang, they soon had no choice but to accept the reality and then turned to Shenyang to set up defenses.

After years of repairs and temporary repairs, the current city of Shenyang is very strong by any standard.

There is a wide ditch outside the city of Shenyang, and the Ming army also cut down wood for the fence under the city, and there are red-coated cannons at the head of the city to help.

It was precisely because he saw that the city of Shenyang was now heavily guarded, so after Nurhachi attacked the outskirts of Shenyang, he did not dare to force into the city immediately, but chose to camp a few miles outside the city, so as to seriously deploy the strategy of attacking Shenyang.

Just in the depths of the camp of the Jurchen Jin Army in Jianzhou, a man on horseback was holding a captured telescope, carefully observing the deployment of the Ming army.

The man looked very muscular, and his tall, muscular figure stood out especially when he was trying to steer a horse, and the soft back of the horse seemed to be crushed by his body. His brown resolute face was expressionless, but with the same murderous aura as this army. His forehead was wide and high, his eyes were piercing, and he kept his eyes on the marching troops in front of him, and his wide, ruddy cheeks were brown and yellow, showing an unusually abundant energy, and although he was in his sixties, he was still vigorous, and he was no less than his soldiers.

He is the Great Khan of Houjin, Nurhachi.

Since the beginning of the army, he has gone through countless battles, large and small, and has not yet tasted defeat, especially in the battle of Salhu the year before last, he took tens of thousands of soldiers of the Eight Banners, broke the Ming army of more than 100,000 troops, and pushed his reputation to the peak.

And this time, he will take the initiative to attack with the Jianzhou Jurchen Jin army, and he will defeat the last two important towns of the Ming Dynasty outside the pass - Shenyang and Liaoyang.

If this goal can be achieved, the Jianzhou Jurchens will completely gain a firm foothold in eastern Liaodong, and can advance westward, plotting more and more.

As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but become more intense when he looked at Shenyang City.

In order to probe the reality of Shenyang City and obtain more information, Nurhachi sent dozens of scout cavalry to reconnoiter along the outside of the city and through the trenches.

This was not reconnaissance at all, but more like a demonstration, and the Ming army garrisoning Shenyang certainly would not turn a blind eye to such a blatant provocation.

"Sons, follow me"

You Shigong, the chief soldier of the Ming Dynasty, gave a loud shout, and then led his cronies to pursue these scout cavalry, and after a short and fierce battle with their horses, they cut four ranks, and then returned easily.

Seeing the braided rank they were holding in their hands, the defenders burst into a burst of applause, and the originally solemn atmosphere instantly became a lot more relaxed. But even if the cheers were so loud, the gloom that lingered in the hearts of the soldiers of the Ming army had not completely dissipated - because the defeat of Salhu was so miserable that everyone's hearts were more or less haunted by some fear of the Jianzhou Jurchen Jin Army.

"Withdraw the troops today and fight again tomorrow" After seeing the situation of the first encounter with the enemy, Nurhachi gave the order.

On the second day, the Jianzhou Jurchen Jin Army, which had already rested, walked out of the camp and slowly pressed towards Shenyang City. The tidal wave of troops stepped towards the city at an almost neat pace, giving people an indescribable pressure.

He Shixian, the chief soldier of the Ming army, was riding a war horse, quietly looking at the Jianzhou Jurchen Jin Army that was getting closer and closer in front of him, he didn't say a word, and the soldiers and subordinates behind him didn't speak.

It wasn't until the Jianzhou Jurchen Jin Army was about to approach the city and he could already see the hideous appearance of the Jurchen soldiers in the front row that he took a deep breath.

The cold air left over from early spring made his chest feel cold. Then he drew his sword.

"Rush"

With the order of General He, more than 1,000 of his personal soldiers also followed him out of the city to meet the Jurchen army.

Just under this Shenyang city, the two armies walked opposite each other, like two angry torrents, rolling forward, and the two unstoppable torrents soon collided together.

The pigtailed Jurchen soldiers and the Ming soldiers with their buns fought mercilessly together with their respective weapons, and the faces of the soldiers on both sides became a little distorted because of the long fighting, and the shouts and the sound of the blades hitting each other or piercing the human body were mixed together, becoming a kind of seemingly never-ending clamour, making these soldiers blood boil and kill the enemy more frantically.

The chaotic battle did not last long, and the Jurchen soldiers seemed to feel a little struggling, slowly retreating and slowly assembling, obviously wanting to withdraw from the battlefield, but how could the Ming army, which had already been killed, let them escape easily?

"Hurry up" He Shixian, the chief soldier, yelled, and then took the lead and rushed towards the Jurchen array.

And the Jianzhou Jurchen Jin Army also turned around and fled at the same moment.

"Chasing" "Killing slaves"

The shouts and shouts resounded throughout the battlefield, and the Ming soldiers rushed over with He Shixian.

The Jurchens were obviously panicked, running faster and faster along the way, some of them also discarded the armor and weapons that were in the way, seeing the enemy so wolf, the Ming army also burst into cheers, they all felt that the long-lost victory seemed to be within reach at this time, as long as they pursued, pursued, they could kill the Jiannu

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