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"Release!"

Feng Qin stood behind the commander with his right hand holding the handle of the waist knife with a focused expression, and at this moment he forgot about Zhai Zhe opposite the rabbit Maochuan.

"Bang bang bang!" The sound of a bird's clamor is like a bean that can never be fried. The birds slowed their breathing so that they didn't let the smoke irritate their throats and cough. Loaded with lead, filled with gunpowder, heard the command to ignite the fuse with the fire rope, laid the bird gun flat on the steel fork, and every step was buried deep in their bones. They have honed this set of tactics for nearly a year, and they have to practice dozens of times a day.

Loaded with ammunition, the Bird Gun will raise his gun to the sky and signal to the commander who is closely watching the battlefield. The Commander will adjust the frequency of the gun according to the appearance of the Commander and the reload of the Bird Gunner.

The mountain road was narrow, and the armor soldiers who attacked the mountain could not rush up in a swarm, and the side of the wall of the pass was blown down, but that side was facing the abyss. Lead flew out of the gray smoke and "fluttered" against the gravel of the city walls. Even if only one of the armor soldiers is exposed, dozens of lead will be drawn. The thick armor that the Jurchens were proud of was completely useless, and Feng Qin's eyes widened to observe every detail, which was no different from what he expected.

Hearing the noisy sound of firearms in front, twenty or thirty companions rushed up without stirring up a little wave, and the Jurchens who followed behind hid behind the city wall and did not dare to rush up indiscriminately.

The sound of birds stopped, the two teams of men and horses faced each other across an earthen wall, the Jurchen armor soldiers held thick knives and hated teeth, if it was a face-to-face fight, they could kill dozens of Han slaves alone, but at the moment they could not get this opportunity.

On the grassland at the foot of the mountain, a knight galloped to the fortified earthen mountain, waved the command flag and shouted: "Open the cannon, the prince has an order, open the cannon!" ”

"What?" Kong Youde turned his head down, unable to believe his ears.

"Fire!" The flag in the herald's hand waved loudly.

"Oh!" Kong Youde hurriedly looked at the cliff opposite. Dolgon is really ruthless, anyway, it wasn't himself who was killed, so why bother thinking so much.

"Fire!" The flag was waved down.

"Boom-boom-boom!" Six iron balls slammed into the opposite cliff almost simultaneously. The accuracy of the iron cannon is far from that good, and whether this iron ball will hit the Hannu or the Jurchen armor who attacked the mountain is all up to fate.

An iron ball slammed into the city wall, tumbling and stopping two feet away from the dense queue of bird-handers. Feng Qin's brows were tightly locked, and the queue of bird gunners was dense, if he was hit, the loss was not a little bit.

Almost instantly, Feng Qin ordered: "Fifty steps back!" "A little farther away from the pass, on the route where the shells no longer fly, the chances of being hit will be greatly reduced. If you are hit by an iron ball that falls from the sky or an iron ball that rolls on the ground, it is pure bad luck, how can the battlefield not be dead.

"At the head of the cliff, guard the junction, and never let any more reinforcements go up the mountain!"

"Yes!" The lieutenant turned his head and rushed up the cliff.

"Don't smash it!" Feng Qin did not forget to add. There are not many reserves of Rolling Wood Thunder Stones, and I don't know how long this siege battle will last.

According to Feng Qin's original design, the slide was built in the three places where the mountain path was most likely to hit the mountain path on the edge of the cliff, and the boulders and rolling logs only pushed up the slide, and after the highest point, they would draw down the cliff by themselves, but the iron cannon bombarded for a day, and these grooves were smashed to pieces, and now the rolling wood and thunder stones must be pushed to the edge of the cliff before they will be smashed.

Under the bombardment of iron artillery, it was not only the Han people on the top of the mountain who panicked, but also the Jurchen armor soldiers who were stunned by the shells from their own camp, clinging to the wall and not daring to move.

"Rush forward!" The fierce armor soldier urged his companions, but few responded, and the soldiers who rushed forward quickly stopped moving. The iron ball slammed into the cliff, and a pile of rubble fell overhead, and the armorer screamed in fear first, and then the elite of the white flag, which had always made Dolgon's pride, fled like mad down the mountain.

The iron cannon was still bombarding, and the Hannu on the top of the mountain were suppressed to death. But what's the use?

"Waste, waste!" Dolgon's face was frosty, and he drew his sword.

"The Banner Master is angry!" Du Du's face tightened, not daring to show a little pleasure.

"Are you really going to be helpless?" Dorgon sighed in his heart. What's the use of capturing this cottage in the wilderness, is it worth dying so many elites? Of course it's not worth it, so today is the time he sent the elite of the Zhengbai Banner, and the table is not much better than the soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty.

When Zhai Zhe climbed to the top of the mountain, most of the smoke in the air had dissipated.

"Meet your lord!" In front of everyone's eyes, Feng Qin knelt down on one knee and saluted. This is a rule that has been implemented in the army since the winter of the whole year, some people don't mind and dare not speak, some people don't care, the former Han soldiers are not considered to be military households of the guard, and they do not have military status, they all belong to Zhai Zhe's private soldiers.

"Get up!" Zhai Zhe picked him up with one hand, patted him on the shoulder, smiled, and said, "Good job, worthy of my entrustment to you!" "Almost all of his soldiers are orphans, but he has a special feeling for Feng Qin, just like his own children, maybe the whole village that saw him die in front of his eyes. In troubled times, human life is not as good as dogs, and the Han people in the grassland were all abandoned by the Ming Dynasty, except for himself.

Kong Youde's iron cannon was still bombarding, as if to vent Dorgon's anger.

"Defend this cottage, we have roots outside the fortress!" Zhai Zhe retreated to the safety of several earthen houses, if he was unfortunately hit by an iron cannon here, it would be a bad luck.

Along the way, the Hannu gathered in a queue and looked at Zhai Zhe with reverence and gratitude. "Anyway, we saved them!" Zhai Zhe sighed, this is also a joy for him.

Feng Qin pursed his lips and whispered, "They will remember the kindness of adults!"

"Kindness?" Zhai Zhe shook his head and didn't say anything. No one owes anyone in this world.

The Qing captives who attacked the mountain had retreated, and Wang Yi hurried over from the cliff to pay respects. In the past month, the fat that he had pampered and grown in the previous year had been cleanly consumed, and the cheeks that had been bulging were suffocated, and his eyes were slightly embedded but bright.

"Meet your lord!"

"Can you still endure the suffering outside the plug?" Zhai Zhe smiled.

"Look at what the adults said, I've also been outside the plug for seven or eight years!" Wang Yi sneered, "If you can contribute to the garrison and the Han village, you didn't feed me in vain!" He was very low-key in his words, as if he had forgotten that he was also a patriarch of the Han Dynasty.

Zhai Zhe nodded in approval, when he needed to hire people, this talent who had been honed in the army was actually very rare.

The two led Zhai Zhe to patrol around the Han Village, and introduced the defense points, chariots, and various defensive measures designed in various places. On the right side of the Han village there are piles of pine branches, which are used to light and block the road up the mountain at a critical moment. If you defend the city, Feng Qin is indeed a genius. He has a calm and meticulous personality, can think of every omission, and can prepare various countermeasures.

Half an hour later, a big flag was erected on the top of Hanzhai Mountain, and the fluttering word "Zhai" was announcing the owner of this cottage.

When it was getting dark, a large cart of mules and horses appeared on the grassland opposite the Tumao River, with a mountain of wooden boxes on it, and the pressed pack horses had to bow their backs hard to pull them. The cheers in the Han village spread throughout the camp of the Qing captives at the foot of the mountain, and the soldiers were arranged to carry them overnight.

In addition to food and weapons, there were countless gunpowder and lead in the wooden box. Lu Xiangsheng was very generous this time, and rewarded Zhai Zhe with 500 bird guns to make up for the damaged vacancy in the Han Village. Zhai Zhe's visit to Hanzhai was a great encouragement to the helpless Han Nu and the helpless soldiers, letting them know that the Ming Dynasty was their backing.

The Rabbit Hair River was fast, but the width of the water was only three or four hundred paces, and Dolgon could see the situation on the other side clearly, and he knew that the battle for the mountain should be over. So far, all the wars of the Great Qing Dynasty have been leading the opponent, and they have been delayed here for too much time.

The cavalry of Meng Kang and Bao Guang did not cross the river and were stationed in the grassland opposite the Tumao River. Farther away, the rice millet sown in spring is half a man's height, and war can only destroy it, and those crops swaying in the wind are hope.

After spending two nights in Hanzhai, Zhai Zhe returned to the army in a small boat. Both sides of the Rabbit Hair River are cliffs, and you need ropes to get back and forth. If he was reluctant to defend the village, he was going to leave some soldiers and horses here, but now it seems that he doesn't need it.

Feng Qin and Wang Yi stood on the top of the mountain and watched the grassland cavalry disappear from sight on the opposite side, and the cannon sound of the Qing prisoners rang out again.

Hanzhai means a lot to Zhai Zhe, and only by leaving roots in the steppe can others believe that he has not left here, including Ezhe and Ombu Khan. No matter what Lu Xiangsheng and Ezhe had conspired with, Zhai Zhe believed that as long as he remained under the noses of the Chahar people, the 10,000 words that Lu Xiangsheng had said would be effective.

No one in Xuanda played his role well, loyal to the Ming Dynasty and close to the Mongols.

But what's next? In the past six months, Zhai Zhe has flipped through the history books, but the confusion in his heart has become heavier and heavier. He has never seen anyone with the same trajectory as himself, and there are only two outcomes of entanglement with foreign races, success or disrepute.

Li Yuan once proclaimed himself a vassal to the Turks, but in the end, the banner of the Tang Dynasty fluttered in the Western Regions, and the prestige of the Tang Dynasty still echoed in time and space after a thousand years.

Shi Jingjiao once declared himself a vassal to the Khitan, causing the Song to lose the barrier of the sixteen states of Yanyun and was spurned by countless Han people.

In the final analysis, everyone in the world judges heroes by success or failure, just like the governor of Jiliao who was Ling Chi, he died unjustly, but in fact he was wronged. But who can say that he will do better than him in that position, who can guarantee that his plan will definitely reverse the world, and can guarantee that he will not do anything wrong? Yuan Chonghuan couldn't smooth Lin Dan Khan's ambitions, and he couldn't make Ezheyan obey, if he was defeated in the grassland, I am afraid he would be regarded as a figure like Zhao Quan!

Do I care? Don't I care? The jujube red horse galloped happily, and he couldn't feel the thoughts of his master on his back at all.

The general trend of the world is mighty, and the mantis arm is the death of the car adversary.

No matter what, the road still has to go on, even if it's just for yourself!

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