Huang Chongzhen said, closed his left eye, stretched out his thumb and compared it in front of him, nodded in confirmation, and said to Yuan Chonghuan again: "Don't worry, Dashuai, this distance is just right." ”

"Is that true?" Yuan Chonghuan stared at Huang Chongzhen's eyes.

"It's true!" Huang Chongzhen looked at him with a smile without fear.

"There is no joke in the army!" Yuan Chonghuan's expression was extremely serious.

"A certain wish to make a military order!" Huang Chongzhen still looks like a light and breezy look.

"As soon as you introduce the small soldiers, the military order will be exempted! If it fails, cut off your head! ”

"What if it succeeds?"

"Then so-and-so will promote you to a thousand-leggon!"

"If you want to do something, you will be the garrison and sentinel of the emperor's seal, even if it is a team, it is better than this kind of wartime seal. There is only one plea, and that is that all Western shells must go through my hands! ”

Yuan Chonghuan looked at Huang Chongzhen's palm, which was as thick as a tiger's palm and as wide as an eagle's claw, especially the five slender and powerful fingers, and said, "Good boy! Arrogant enough! That's what you want!

Someone came, and quickly moved the reserved three Hongyi cannons to the Yongqing Gate. When it was nearly late, five cannons were fired at once, and Jiannu was caught off guard! ”

"No!" The soldiers took the order and left.

In the midst of a solemn confrontation, the three Hongyi cannons that were temporarily idle took a lot of effort and effort to finally be transported to the Yongqing Gate in the drag and push of several teams of tall and thin auxiliary soldiers.

The five cannons with dark bodies resting on the specially customized turret in the middle of the city wall are indeed like tigers squatting on the ground, looking majestic.

The only drawback was that it was too bulky and there was no gun mount, making it slow and laborious to move.

But no matter what, Huang Chongzhen still admires Yuan Chonghuan's ability to grasp the battlefield without thinking.

In the evening of that day, the five cannons on the Yongqing Gate of Ningyuan rang out in unison, and the sound was like thunder, shaking the world of Liaodong.

At the same time, it also heralded the Ningyuan War initiated by the Great Khan Nu Chief of the Later Jin Dynasty, but in turn it was officially and actively opened by Yuan Chonghuan, a small Ningyuan envoy, and Huang Chongzhen, a simply insignificant Ningyuan soldier.

Looking at the cannonballs with strong sparks that were prompted by the Hongyi cannon, they roared and flew into the sky first, and then fled to the ground.

Watching the dense Jiannu front convex camp being bombarded, and watching the Jiannu who were still increasing troops in it being bombarded by wolves, the losses were quite heavy, and the Ningyuan soldiers on the Yongqing Gate were all thunderous and morale.

"This group of fools still likes to go to the place where it is bombarded, and it is the most violent place, increase troops!" Huang Chongzhen observed silently and covered his face helplessly.

He seemed to suddenly understand how hundreds of years later, the Jurchen soldiers, who had built so many forts on the sea frontier, suffered a crushing defeat in that world-renowned battle of the country.

This is by no means just a backwardness in weaponry and equipment, but more importantly a backwardness in operational viewpoint and strategic thinking.

Every time he thinks of this, Huang Chongzhen will mourn his retreat, angry that he has closed the country, and it is clear that he is already backward, but he still boasts that he is the superior country of the Heavenly Empire.

Zhou Ji hugged Huang Chongzhen and shouted excitedly, the latter felt his joy from the heart, and he was also very relieved in his heart, and at the same time, he also regarded these cannon sounds as the clarion call for Jin after the Ming Dynasty's counterattack.

Naturally, the Nu Chief was extremely shocked and angry about this, and he wanted to attack the city immediately, but it was too late.

Although this beast-like army under his command has the experience of countless night raids on the Ming military camp and won great victories, it is not a fragile wooden military camp in front of it, but a military city made of solid blue bricks.

Considering all this, the Nu Chief finally ordered the whole army to repair overnight, and wait until early tomorrow morning to storm the city.

When night fell, Ningyuan City fell into darkness, and from a distance, it looked like a big tiger squatting on the corridor of western Liaoning.

Yuan Chonghuan did not get carried away because of the small victory in the evening, and strictly ordered Zu Dashou, the guard general of the southern city, the guard of the north city Man Gui, the guard of the east city Zuo Fu, and the guard of the west city Zhu Mei, to guard it tightly, and not to slack off in the slightest, otherwise the military law would be ruthless.

The guards of the four cities are all experienced veterans, so they can naturally guard the gates they are responsible for.

However, Zu Dashou, the guard general of Nancheng, seemed to be particularly at ease, because under Huang Chongzhen's suggestion, he divided the heavy guard posts into three shifts.

The rest of the soldiers did not untie their clothes, and the soldiers did not leave their bodies, and they lay down in their clothes, which could not only maintain vigilance, but also ensure rest.

Compared with Ning Yuan, who was waiting for work, the torches in the Houjin camp were bright and crackling, and the military spirit was slightly floating.

In the camp of the Great Khan, looking at the generals who knelt down to the ground, the slave chiefs who liked to see such a grand occasion in the past were the most likely, but this time they roared angrily: "Ben Khan told you to go back to the camp, take your subordinates to rest for a night, and fight again in the future, don't you understand?" ”

"Wow." Seeing that the Great Khan was still angry after all, the generals had no choice but to go back to the camp to sleep.

However, after more than ten days of sunshine, the earth had warmed up a little, but suddenly a frost appeared, which covered the earth thinly, and became white like frost, and the night wind suddenly turned into an ice blade and blew on people's faces.

The temperature drops again, and the spring is expected to be cold.

Someone in Ningyuan City was keenly aware of this, but only a few of the Houjin troops in the wilderness of Lizhai were as careful as Huang Taiji, and they were shocked by this change of fear.

In the early hours of the next morning, the temperature plummeted below freezing.

finally got to Jiannu at dawn, so he had to step on the remnants of the snow that was frozen hard, and one team next to the other, launched wave after wave of attacks towards Ning Yuan.

The deep trenches outside the city greatly reduced the speed of these beast-like soldiers.

The Hongyi cannon at the head of the city spewed out cannonballs majestically, cut through the beautiful parabolas in mid-air, and smashed into the dense enemy formation.

Countless Jiannu armor slave soldiers and serf soldiers were stoned to death, bruised, and frightened.

Finally breaking through the blockade of the trench and the bombardment of the artillery, he rushed closer in disgrace, but was attacked by firearms and crossbows like locusts.

This degree of resistance can be said to be the strongest degree suffered by the Nu chiefs since they rose up against the Ming with the Seven Hatreds, and the instantaneous damage inflicted on their troops is even greater than in any previous war.

A large number of corpses quickly filled the outermost trench, and the beastly armored slave could easily cross the trench without even any tools, simply tapping the corpses in the ditch with the tips of his broken shoes.

The Slave Chief had never seen this kind of battle appear on his army, nor had he ever tasted such a panic, even in the battle of Mingjin Guoyun.

But how could a proud man like him easily admit that he and his beastly army would fail?

The slave chief had a cold face, and he didn't see the anxiety of the generals and ministers around him, but just waved his palms coldly over and over again, throwing one after another Han Nu and armored slave soldiers into the siege battle ahead.

Seeing that these slave soldiers alone would not be able to break through Ning Yuan's medium and long-range resistance no matter what, the slave chief finally ordered in an extremely deep voice: "Prepare for the yellow flag and ride the white armor, and attack immediately!" ”

"Wow!" The banner owner with the yellow flag finally waited for the opportunity, and with a loud roar, he went to give the order to his command.

With the input of the Eight Banners Infantry Cavalry, especially the white-armored soldiers, the Ningyuan soldiers on the city wall were immediately threatened by bows and arrows, and some of them were covered by a rain of arrows, and the intensity of the war suddenly intensified.

Finally, an armored slave broke into the heel of the city wall, and the serf soldiers also placed the hook ladder on the city wall, and the heavy siege hammer cart also approached the Yongqing Gate with a squeak under the impetus of a large group of serf soldiers who were desperately wounded and wounded.

Above the castle, medium- and long-range attack weapons such as cannons and crossbows still poured directly on mid- and long-range enemies, while rolling stones, sandalwood, and gold juice, which are suitable for melee killing, also came in handy.

This is another strategy for defending the city formulated by Yuan Chonghuan after fully studying the tactics of Jiannu, and the effect is not bad from the current point of view.

Veterans will always be able to take refuge under walls or battlements while throwing and killing enemies to ensure that they are not harmed by Jiannu's arrows, while also ensuring continuous output.

The hot-blooded newcomer seems to be a little upright, even if there is a roar of reminders from veterans and captains, he has to wait until he pays a lot of price and overcomes his fear before he can really grow up.

The armored slave soldiers of Jiannu roared like beasts, and climbed vigorously along the hook ladder.

The sturdy hooked scythes at the head of the city stabbed their scythes down the walls with one hand against their shields and the other hand along the walls, and there were always hooks and ladders that were hooked, and then, with a roar, they were hooked away from the walls by their thick arms and bulging muscles.

The sword and shield soldiers also quickly assembled, ready to use heavy machetes to chop the fish that slipped through the net and slipped up the top of the city.

After rotating around the major battalions, Huang Chongzhen became a sword and shield soldier again, but he was still playing the role of an artillery auxiliary.

One after another, the matching Hongyi shells were passed from his hands to the auxiliary soldiers of the various artillery groups.

With the professional knowledge from the experience of special forces in the 22nd century in his previous life, this guy has figured out the standard of whether the shells he starts with are qualified or not.

And it is certain that the error rate will be controlled below 0.1 percent, because the failure rate of the matching Hongyi shells is so low that it is almost negligible.

Although there was some rejection in my heart, I had to admit that after one of the four great inventions of China was transmitted to the West, it was unscrupulously concocted by that group of guys with no bottom line to change the form of war.

Zhou Ji, who assembled the team, saw that Huang Chongzhen was still standing there fearlessly, so he had to scold "fool", and stepped forward to cover his tall and sturdy body with a shield.

Until nightfall, there were only a few extremely strong and vigorous armored slaves who could climb the top of Yongqing City.

After they were all cut into pulp, most of the Houjin nobles who stood on the high ground in the distance on horseback to watch the battle had no choice but to sigh silently in their hearts.

The slave chief was extremely unwilling, because he firmly believed that as long as he held on for a moment, there would be more armored slaves and even Eight Banners soldiers, climbing the city wall, consuming the energy of the defenders, causing chaos and killing.

There will be more serfs who will have hooked ladders on the city walls for more siege soldiers to climb.

However, even the battering ram was paralyzed very close to the city gate.

Obviously, the command of the city after a day of hard work, the full of sharp energy has been consumed with the fall of night, and they are looking forward to the signal of Mingjin.

Even if he was unwilling, the slave chief, who was very familiar with the brute beast army under his command, had no choice but to give the order to withdraw the troops.

On the 25th day of the first month of the sixth year of the Apocalypse of the Chinese calendar, the Jiannu army besieging Ningyuan took Yongqingmen as the main attack and launched a fierce attack on the lonely city of Ningyuan.