Flowering shells bloomed at multiple points on the left and right flanks, temporarily stopping the advance of Jiannu's most elite cavalry.

On the frontal battlefield, the two armies were in a stalemate.

The Ming army's fiery weapons and comprehensive operations could not completely suppress the desperate charge of the armored slaves.

What's more, the cavalry constantly released a rain of arrows in the rear to attack the soldiers of the Ming army defending in the front row.

There are also cavalrymen with excellent archery skills, who always keep an eye on the middle and lower generals of the Ming army as usual.

However, this time is different from the past, even if the general in charge of command and battle is shot, he will not be able to cause as much commotion as before in the Ming camp, at most after a small chaos, another person will take his place.

This person's military rank is generally second only to the general who was shot in this number unit.

This is a small improvement over the military system, and it is really effective.

This small improvement is like one pivot after another, achieving a perfect connection between the non-commissioned officers and the generals, between the squad and the squad, and between the number of troops and the number of troops.

At this time, the Ming army was no longer as strong as before, although its combat capability was strong, it was also very fragile.

But it is full of stickiness and resilience, between each other, between friends and foes, it is as good as it.

This patchwork army is no less than any iron army in the glorious period of the Ming Dynasty.

And cooperate with each other tacitly, share the same hatred, and unite as one.

Whether it is the multi-ethnic soldiers of Liaodong in Mangui, the soldiers of King Qin of Hou Shilu, or the guards selected and trained by Yuan Qi, Yuan Ba and others half a year ago, this is the case.

Eight hundred young soldiers of the Son of Heaven, after the first battle of Liaoxi Xipingbao, Dolgon Yuetuo as the object of training, and Baturu like Aobai became their prisoners, and they have grown into well-deserved veterans.

It is not necessary to see Chongzhen's face and hear Chongzhen's voice.

In their hearts, there is always no image of His Royal Highness King Xin, who is resolute and slender.

What's more, he was wearing the golden cloth armor, riding a tall black horse, and personally pressing the formation behind.

The Jiannu soldiers who were bullied, no matter what kind of soldier they were, wanted to rush left and right with their bravery and savage nature as before, so as to disrupt and tear apart the Ming army's military formation, and there was no longer such possibility.

Huang Taiji saw everything on the frontal battlefield clearly, the loss was not small, and the gain was also there.

At least on the front, it happened like it was during the Battle of Sarhu.

The Jurchen army is attacking the Ming army with great bravery.

He was a witness to the great war, and he was the one who charged the charge himself.

There are many, many people in the Jurchen army who have personally charged in person.

These brave soldiers have now grown into the best in the Eight Banners military system.

Although the four big Baylors no longer use themselves to charge, the four little Baylors have grown up.

The only difference is that the four little Baylors have not arrived.

Among them, the most courageous Dolgon, the resourceful Zilharang, is attacking and defending both in Liaodong.

It is the land of the Jurchen people's dragon prosperity, and it must not be discarded.

There has been news - Dolgon has achieved a phased victory in Liaoxi, defeating Wu Sangui twice!

If it weren't for the general Zuo Fu's steady advance to Dalinghe Fort despite his age, he would have been able to capture Dalinghe Fort.

Zhu Mei succeeded Zu Dashou in Jinzhou, and did not give Dolgon any opportunity.

With these steady generals, there is Yang Guozhu, a young and enterprising general who knows the Eight Banners very well.

Huang Taiji could almost conclude that the young and vigorous Dolgon could no longer achieve great results in western Liaoning.

If you are not careful, you will lose.

If Zilharang can't intercept the Dengliao army that is advancing through the Liaodong Peninsula, then when the Ming Dynasty is reborn from this Nirvana war, the attack and defense between Ming and Jin will change momentum.

Therefore, even though the battle is getting tougher, Huang Taiji has no reason to give up.

The only place that can reassure him is probably the direction of Phi Dao.

Mao Wenlong only wants to be safe, and Shang Kexi and the three have been secretly bought by him.

Even the Hongyi cannon has got a few!

"It's time to show these big guys! The battle formation of the Ming army is so dense, it will definitely cause great damage! That general in golden cloth armor is the king of Ming Guoxin in the intelligence, right? Regent? Hehe! It's a beautiful idea! ”

Huang Taiji secretly calculated and sneered in his heart.

"Report ...... Sweat! ”

"Report ...... Sweat! ”

The heralds kept coming and going.

Huang Taiji suddenly shouted: "Open the cannon!" ”

"Wow!" The herald shuddered, excited and jelly.

The standard-bearer frantically played the flag in a certain direction - there, the artillery of the latest arm of the Eight Banners, had used mules, horses, and camels to carry the artillery, and came to a place that was enough to hit the middle army of the Ming army.

That place happened to be very secret, out of a groove that the Ming army at the head of the city could not detect.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

The sound of a tractor-like explosion soon spread throughout the battlefield.

The rate of fire was not fast, there were not many shells, and the sound was as if the treble had been broken, not comparable to the whistling of mortars. But one by one, solid shells really hit the Chinese positions of the Ming army.

To be honest, it did cause quite a bit of volatility!

Even the big dark horse was taken aback and lifted two huge front hooves.

Fortunately, Yuan Shisan has not done anything in the past half a year, so he can pretend to be King Xin on the battlefield, act as a live target for the enemy, and also act as a matter of the soul of our army, and be with the big dark horse day and night.

With a slight pout, he knew whether the kid wanted to fart or pull a huge piece of poop.

Therefore, be prepared for it.

His sturdy body in golden armor was united with his waist and horse, his slender arms suddenly pulled the reins, his slender and strong legs firmly pressed on the stirrups, and his hips were tightly attached to the saddle.

The front hooves lifted up for a moment, and then hit the ground again, smashing two large holes in the wet earth.

Looking at the past, just like he took the initiative to show his superb equestrian skills, it made people's blood boil. The morale of the whole army was suddenly greatly boosted, and instead of being silenced, the shouts of killing suddenly shook and pressed down the arrogance of the Eight Banners.

This is a change in the city due to these cannons, which Huang Taiji did not expect.

He originally thought that these cannon sounds and shells could inflict a huge physical and psychological blow on the Ming army.

His understanding of the Ming army was still stuck in the Battle of Ningjin, but he didn't know that firearms were changing with each passing day under the key research and development of the Ming Kingdom, and sometimes even Sun Yuanhua and others were pleased with the long progress.

Not to mention the children of the Eight Banners who are like being kept in the dark, even if these children are princes, or even Great Khan.

The reaction above the city was even more unexpected than Huang Taiji expected.

When Sun Chengzong heard these cannon sounds, he was so happy that he almost jumped up, completely ignoring the hoarseness of his voice, and shouted: "His Royal Highness King Xinwang is like a god, Jiannu really got a few cannons out of nowhere, and it seems that the voice seems to be the old man sent the element, and the highest one was purchased from the Hongyi ghost!"

Does Jiannu think this will be the last straw that crushes our army? Hahaha, he thought it was bad, this move was tantamount to getting an axe from the class and hitting a stone with an egg. The old man slammed down the slave chief's unruly head where he thought he was the trump card! What about the old man's general gunner? Where? ”

"Marshal! We're here! ”

"Shoot at the hidden enemy, and you must suppress it completely!"

"No!"

After the Ming Army's imitation of the Hongyi cannon, the general's cannon has not been reduced in tonnage and caliber.

The range and rate of fire have increased, with one side at the head of the city and the other in the groove.

Then the gunners of different levels will trigger the fire, compare the two, and make a judgment.

Huang Taiji was attracted by the first cannon sound, and his eyes never left the Guangqu city wall.

I saw rows of dark muzzle killers sticking out like a row of black muzzle killers over there, and there was a burst of bombardment at the city.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! "Wherever the shells go, sand and rocks fly, people turn on their backs, and anything that crosses the path of the shells will turn into ashes.

The wave of qi, the terrifying wave of qi, lifted the artillery unit that Huang Taiji had painstakingly created, regardless of people, animals, and things, into the air. The flames, the fiery flames, laughed at the buttocks of these things that were thrown into the air.

"Impossible! That's impossible! ”

Huang Taiji finally roared and hysterically like his slave chieftain father.

No one was able to answer him, and no one dared to answer him.

Especially a slave like Fan Wencheng has long been bombarded by the stubborn resistance of the Ming army and the intermittent and uninterrupted cannon fire above and below the Ming army.

"Am I wrong? I took the initiative to join Cheng Jiannu and wanted to have a bright future, was it wrong? ”

"Why? How did my Ming Kingdom become like this? He's not...... Hasn't he always been self-righteous and clinging to the inadequate? How now...... With so many firearms, so many cannons? ”

People like Fan Wencheng can always see only the superficial changes that have taken place in the Ming Kingdom.

But even this superficial change has nothing to do with him.

Xiaolou had another east wind last night, so the country could not afford to look back at the moonlight......

No matter how wrinkled the spring water is, there will be nothing to do with such a person.

They have been excluded from creating a new era by the Ming innovators led by Chongzhen.

Like the Jiannu chieftains, they will all become the combustible fuel in the rebirth of the Ming Kingdom.

The only thing that answered Huang Taiji was the sound of cannons, air waves, and flames, and only the Ming army's earth-shattering shouts to kill.

This shouting is full of the roar of unwilling slaves, and the anger of the destruction of the homeland.

The land of Yanzhao, the wind is bleak, my home and the earth......

"The fire of Nirvana will eventually burn all evil!"

Unlike the panic in the depths of Huang Taiji's eyes, the depths of Chongzhen's eyes were full of enthusiastic sparks.

"Burn! Burn it! Let the flames of Nirvana burn even more intensely! ”

Chongzhen rode on top of the jujube red horse, silently listening to the reports of battlefield observers from all sides, gauging when he would launch the first active attack on the field battlefield against Jiannu.

This attack will be a turning point in the offensive and defensive changes between Mingjin!