"Release the arrows, quickly, quickly release the arrows, and avenge General Aobai and them!"

I don't know who shouted this, the frightened Tartar cavalry was like being poured a basin of cold water, a spirit, reacted instantly, and immediately took action, and hurriedly took bows and arrows.

Boom boom...

Bang bang bang ...

The sound of fire guns and tiger squatting cannons suddenly sounded, under the rain of bullets, thousands of Tartar cavalry did not have time to bend their bows and shoot arrows, they were hit by the dense rain of bullets and shells, the scene suddenly became more and more chaotic, the war horses were blasted and neighed continuously, uncontrolled, and scurrying everywhere.

Obviously, after such a long time, the period during which the fierce fire tank troops blocked the Tartar cavalry was enough for the Dashun army to reload the gunpowder and transfer the tiger squat artillery troops, and blew up the remaining thousands of Tartar iron cavalry to the point that they could no longer charge, and could only continue to retreat.

Gradually, the situation on the battlefield changed, and the left and right flanks of the Dashun army were divided into thousands of cavalry, and soon they detoured back to the rear of the Tartar cavalry, surrounded them, showing a situation of encirclement, and closed the door to fight dogs.

The sound of artillery rumbled, the guns roared, everywhere was filled with gunsmoke, wolf smoke steamed, especially near the city wall of Shengjing City, it was shrouded in a layer of white gunsmoke, so that the Qing army on the city wall could not see the situation on the battlefield at all, and how to rush to help?

At this moment, above the city gate tower, Huang Taiji was not afraid of the threat of the red-clothed cannon, and walked back and forth anxiously, constantly looking into the distance, but a thick layer of gunpowder smoke and mist blurred his vision.

"What's going on? Why hasn't there been any movement over there? No, it's not a way to stay here all the time, you can't understand the situation on the battlefield at all, so you can only stay away from here and go to other city walls to see the situation there from afar. ”

After Huang Taiji muttered a bit, the situation was still the same, except for the sound of guns and fighting everywhere, he couldn't see the situation on the battlefield at all, and finally gritted his teeth and walked quickly towards the city wall in the distance, almost no place affected by artillery fire.

At the same time, Lu Xiangsheng, who was in the camp, although he was still holding the telescope in both hands, his expression eased a lot, and he took a long breath and muttered, "Fortunately, the action is timely enough...... Otherwise, Jiannu's iron cavalry would have to make a detour back to the artillery position from both sides. ”

Through the high-powered telescope, Lu Xiangsheng could see the situation on the battlefield clearly, there were fierce fire tank troops there, Jiannu's iron cavalry could not take a step forward at all, coupled with the intensive shooting of firearms, the continuous bombardment of tiger squatting artillery, thousands of Jiannu iron cavalry were completely chaotic, and lost the formation of the charge.

In particular, firearms such as the Thunderbolt and the Three-Eyed Gun, combined with the Tiger Squat Cannon, can be said to sweep a large area, and a group of them are blown up, constantly harvesting the lives of the Tartars, just like cutting wheat, almost without resistance, and completely reduced to lambs to the slaughter.

In particular, the war horse that Jiannu was proud of became a burden at this time, under the huge cannon sound, the fright was excessive, and it was running around, as if it was crazy, so that the Tatar cavalry could not control it at all, let alone fight, and could only passively follow the war horse and run around.

For a while, blood was flying, there were broken arms and corpses everywhere, rolling heads, and chaotic situations, and it was no longer possible to distinguish between the corpses of men and horses, because they were either trampled on the ground and broken tendons, or they were shattered by cannonballs, and they were already blurred and mixed together.

The thick smell of blood, the smell of roasted meat, the smell of gunsmoke, and dust, all kinds of flavors are mixed together, if you are not a veteran of the battlefield, if you can't have a strong psychological quality, you have to vomit.

The sound of the cannon was still there, but the sound of the guns gradually weakened and became tricky, and when the battlefield was on the battlefield, there was a scene that shocked Lu Xiangsheng again.

I saw that the fierce fire tank troops moved and began to move forward, row by row took turns to step forward, and began to "replenish the guns" on the corpses of the Tartars, and the raging fire swept over those corpses, constantly moving forward.

Although he was not at the scene, Lu Xiangsheng had an immersive feeling, as if his ears could hear the sound of "zizi", the sound of the fire burning meat and hair, and suddenly there was a subconscious feeling, and he felt cold all over his body.

At this moment, looking at the cruel behavior of the fierce fire oil troops, Lu Xiangsheng couldn't help but have a guess that these soldiers must have hatred for Jiannu, otherwise, they would not hate them so much, and they would not even let go of the corpses.

At the same time, Lu Xiangsheng couldn't help but have a thought in his mind, this way, the corpse that has been burned by the fire does not have to be dealt with in such a hurry, and it is still winter, and if it is put for a month, there will be no plague.

In an instant, Lu Xiangsheng shook his head fiercely, calmed down as much as possible, no longer looked at the cruel behavior of the fierce fire tank troops, and began to look in the direction of Shengjing City, his expression was awkward, and he immediately ordered: "Inform them that they can act, take advantage of the smoke shrouded in the vicinity of the city gate tower, and place all the '10,000 enemies' explosives next to the city gate." ”

"Yes, General!"

Woo~

Knock knock...

Accompanied by a long and dull sound of horns, followed by the sound of heavy drums containing a certain rhythm, followed by a cavalry of dozens of Dashun troops galloped out, on each of their war horses, holding a small package, which contained the "10,000 enemies" bomb, which was extremely powerful.

There were not many people, and although the sound of horses' hooves trampling was mixed and thunderous, it was extremely well muffled by the sound of cannons, and they were constantly approaching Shengjing City, at least the Tartars of the city gate tower had not yet discovered them.

In a corner of the city wall of Shengjing City, Shang Kexi and a pawn stood there, letting the sound of killing outside the city shake the sky and the sound of artillery fire thundered, they still did not move like a mountain, and talked in a low voice.

"How are General Geng and General Kong preparing?"

"General Qi Shang, the two generals are ready, just last night, according to the plan, they found their respective henchmen and generals, once there is an incident, no matter who catches the yellow pigskin, the other two parties will respond, and the troops will turn around and attack the nearest Tartar."

"Well... Well, go and tell the two generals that I'm ready for someone here. ”

......

During the conversation, Shang Kexi's eyes kept looking around, handing glances to some generals, as if releasing some kind of signal, and he nodded his head imperceptibly.

Gradually, the city wall guarded by Shang Kexi, Kong Youde and Geng Jingzhong, the undercurrent is surging, and some subtle changes are taking place, if it is not for extremely careful observation, there is no clue at all, some Han soldiers are slightly sideways, and the standing posture of their feet is even more strange.

In particular, the hand holding the knife seems to be straight ahead, but it can change the angle at any time, deliver a fatal blow, and insert it back, only need to take a slight step back, and it can hit the vital point of the Tartar soldier next to it.

Wait, all the people are waiting, waiting for a signal, just a command from their commander, a gesture, the swords of these Han soldiers will be turned around, inserted into the body of the Tartar soldiers, one blow kills, no mercy!

If someone who is careful pays attention to it, if you observe it carefully, you can not only find some abnormalities in the posture of the soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, but also catch some clues from their expressions.

After all, there are ghosts in their hearts, and not everyone can be calm and calm, as if they are okay.

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