When Yuan Chonghuan stepped on the wharf of Liguanzhen, the sky was already light. The moonlight has dimmed, and the morning star hangs in the sky. The sky was glowing with cyan skylight, and with the help of the skylight, Yuan Chonghuan picked up the telescope and looked carefully at the Tartar soldiers opposite.

According to the reward of the fine work, the Tartar soldiers also have flowering shells. This made Yuan Chonghuan very jealous. From Wu Sangui's mouth, he heard another remark.

"These Tartars are not very powerful, and I have taken out at least hundreds of them with my soldiers. In addition, they also killed a hundred and ten cavalrymen, and it seems that their Han Eight Banners are not powerful. ”

"Shut up! If this were the case, this Li Guanzhen would not have become like this. Division commander, I see that these Jiangnan soldiers are already at the end of their crossbows. Wu Xiang snorted, and Wu Sangui immediately shut up and didn't speak.

Although Yuan Chonghuan was the commander of the Second Division, Zu Dashou was the commander of the Second Cavalry Division. But in Jinzhou, it was Yuan Chonghuan who had the final say. In terms of status, Yuan Chonghuan is also obviously higher than Zu Dashou.

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, Sangui dares to fight this time. sent someone to contact Shi Junmen in the city, and said that we came to help him. Yuan Chonghuan glanced at Li Guanzhen, and he decided to go into the town to see what happened to Shi Kefa. Legend has it that this Nanjing Forbidden Army seems to be very capable of fighting.

Shi Kefa was finally released by the guards, although everyone was threatened with twenty military sticks, but they were all relaxed. Surrounded by Shi Kefa to greet the new Liaodong commander-in-chief Yuan Chonghuan!

Walking into Li Guanzhen, Yuan Chonghuan was shocked by the situation in front of him.

Almost eighty percent of the city's buildings were reduced to rubble, and everything that could be burned was turned into char. Only to the north and west sides have some intact buildings preserved.

The streets were littered with corpses, some of which were burned black and very frightening. Stumps and broken arms abound. Fortunately, it was already late autumn at this time, and the weather was already cold, otherwise the corpse would have stinked.

"It's all shelling, and the artillery of the Tartars is very fierce. If it weren't for the solid wall with this stone, I'm afraid that what the chief soldier saw now would be Yuan's corpse. Shi Kefa's face was smoked by the cannonballs like a little ghost, and the clothes on his body were dirty. With a mouth, the strong bad breath almost smoked Yuan Chonghuan.

When Shi Kefa was in Jinzhou, Yuan Chonghuan had some friendship with him. can make a scholar who pays attention to appearance look like this, it can be seen that he is really hard to guard Li Guanzhen here.

"What about the casualties?" Looking at the vigilant rat-like soldiers, Yuan Chonghuan asked. It seems that Li Xiao said that the Nanjing Forbidden Army is a bit of a look, and it is not a lie.

"The casualties are about seventy percent, and the people have almost lost more than 1,000 casualties. Last night, Shi was already thinking about martyrdom. "Scotch is sad in tone. The Nanjing Forbidden Army was formed by him and completely imitated the firearms army of the Liao Army.

I wanted to go to Liaodong to experience it, but I didn't expect to be crippled in this battle. said that it was a casualty, but in fact Shi Kefa knew better than anyone else. In this year's medical condition, an injury is basically equivalent to death. The tragic scene of the wounded barracks made him dare not recall.

"I'm sorry for you!" Yuan Chonghuan patted Shi Kefa on the shoulder.

I remember that Li Xiao once said that an army with more than three casualties is called a heavy loss. If it exceeds fifty percent, it will lose its combat effectiveness. The Nanjing Forbidden Army led by Shi Kefa actually did not disperse the officers and soldiers when there were seventy percent casualties, and Shi Kefa still had two hits.

After walking on the city wall, Yuan Chonghuan was even more shocked.

The brick walls outside the yellow granite were almost blown away, revealing the bare stone walls inside. The battlements in the city wall are as rare as the teeth in the old lady's mouth.

Many of the bodies of the dead soldiers were not transported, and most of them were shot in the head. It was a miserable death, and I didn't understand why Li Xiao wanted to get an iron hat. Now it seems that the critical moment can really save lives.

A black soldier stood up and saluted Shi Kefa and Yuan Chonghuan. The clothes on this guy's body have turned into strips, and his face is covered in black ash. A wound on the cheek, as if another mouth had been opened. Through the wound, the teeth inside can be seen. There were also several places on his body where the skin and flesh were curled, and half of his hair was burned by the fire. If the image of this product is put in the temple, it will be a living little ghost.

"Warrior!" Yuan Chonghuan patted the soldier's shoulder, it was good to be able to suffer so many injuries and still hold on to his position and fight to the death.

"The general raises love!" Obviously he is a soldier, but he is a scribe.

"You're a reader?" Yuan Chonghuan was a little surprised, it is really rare for a scholar to be a hard soldier in these years.

"This is a dog, let Yuan Zongbing laugh." Shi Kefa smiled and arched his hand.

"This is Ling Gongzi?" Yuan Chonghuan's eyes widened, this Shi Kefa is too ruthless, and his own son was sent to the city wall like this? Looking at the corpses all over the ground, this kid is still alive, which is definitely the result of God's care.

"Good! All right! Tiger father has no dog! Master Shi, Yuan admired. "Throwing your own son to the forefront is not admirable.

Shi Kefa and Yuan Chonghuan went elsewhere, and Li Dingguo rushed over all of a sudden. "Dashuai is your father?" Li Dingguo stared directly at Stilwell's face, trying to find direct evidence from Stilwell's face. However, Stilwell's honor really doesn't look like a young master of an official family.

"What's long! Your father is such a big official, how can you be a chief? The child was obviously relieved, and he actually knew how to ask questions. I don't know who was the one who was shoeing at the time of the shelling just now.

Everyone inside Li Guanzhen was happy, but outside Li Guanzhen was gloomy.

"Old Fourteen, let's go back. Li Xiao's soldiers have arrived, and we can't beat them. "After a mortar attack last night, Azig wanted to withdraw immediately. However, Dolgon felt that he should take a second look, and I felt that there were not many Liao soldiers who landed, and he should be able to fight with his troops. If reinforcements hadn't arrived last night, he would have been standing inside Liguan Town by now.

Dodor did not speak, and he was the youngest of the three brothers. I'm used to hiding behind my two older brothers!

"You heard everything you said to Amma when you came out, how can you have a face when you go back at this time. Besides, so many people died, and after going back without results, it won't make people laugh at death. "Dolgon is a young man, and now he is not worried about whether he will win or not, he is worried about how he will face you Baylor when he returns to Shenyang. After all, he relied on an order from his father Nurhachi to forcibly knead the Han Eight Banners together.

Now that the lost soldiers are going back, how can I explain to you Baylor.

"Old Fourteen, are you still thinking about these things at this time? You see, now that Li Xiao's soldiers are in Liguan Town, we can't get into it at all. Besides, aren't the soldiers who died just some Han Chinese, what's the big deal? It's just a few thousand people, and a few of our brothers' flag slaves will make it together and give it back to them. No big deal! "Azig doesn't want to be here for a second now.

There weren't many people disembarking now, and what Azig was most afraid of was that Li Xiao would land behind them. You know, now they are on the south bank of the Liao River. If the back road is cut off, it is quite dangerous. If you want to cross the Liao River, it is not so easy.

"That's not a flag slave thing......! Tell me, Zilharang, if we are going to continue the attack. Dolgon lost his temper, but Azig was his brother, and he couldn't say anything. Fortunately, Zilharan had always had a good relationship with him, and Dolgon, who had no recruits, had no choice but to turn to this cousin for help.

Zilharang has one head and two big, and he can't afford to offend any of them.

Huang Taiji's Fujin Unarana clan saw that Azig refused to get out of the sedan chair, and was ordered to leave by Nurhachi. Dolgon and the two brothers are even more of Nurhachi's heart. It's holding it in your hand for fear of freezing, and holding it in your mouth for fear of melting.

is also the descendant of the six ancestors, Shulhaqi only has envy. Whoever made him the son of Shulhazy, Shulhazy is the original sin in them.

"This ......! This thing ......! The Great Khan has sent me to fight, and I will do what you command. Zilharan immediately played tricks and didn't take Dorgon's stubble.

"Slippery head!" Dodor muttered. Zilharan heard, and pretended not to hear.

"That's it! Old Fourteen, you fight again. If we can't fight this time, we will withdraw our troops. Nothing to negotiate, if you don't withdraw your troops. I'll take Duoduo back to Shenyang with me, and you can continue to play with these Han people here. Azig lost patience and gave Dolgon an ultimatum.

"Okay!" In fact, in Dolgon's heart, he didn't know if he could beat the Liao army in Li Guanzhen. At the beginning, he was confident that he would cross the Liao River and go south, so he inquired about it. The garrison here is not the Liao army, and now that the Liao army has arrived, he has lost his original confidence.

The sun rose high, and Dolgon organized his men. After all, last night, they were killed and defeated, and the morale of the Han army banner had fallen to the extreme.

Fan Wencheng is still capable, and I don't know what method he used. Just yelled in front of the soldiers of the Han Army Banner for a while, and the soldiers of the Han Army Banner were full of fighting spirit. A warlike general always knows how to motivate his soldiers.

The artillery bombardment began again, and the momentum was as high as ever. It's still as inaccurate as ever, after all, it's not easy to be accurate in the extreme range.

But this time, the city wall was really replaced by Yuan Chonghuan's Liao army.

There were not many people on the city walls, except for the observation post, all of whom were hiding at the base of the wall below the walls. Because of the angle of fire, there will be no shells here at all. Shi Kefa's eyes were about to pop out, it turned out that dodging the cannonballs was as simple as that. I stupidly piled the team on the city wall, waiting for people to bombard. I'm a pig myself!

The density of people on the city walls was greatly reduced, and the casualties were naturally much less. And the Liao soldiers don't have to risk their lives to poke their heads outside. They all had a wooden box in their hands, and as long as they hid behind the battlements, they could see the situation under the city through the wooden box that turned the corner.

Shi Kefa only heard that inside the strangely shaped box was a glass mirror. As for the principle, he really didn't understand.

The shelling was carried out for a long time, and with the shelling of the Han Eight Banners, the horizontal column of infantry marched towards the city wall. The soldiers in the front row knelt and the soldiers in the back row stood and aimed towards the top of the wall. They were ready to shoot as soon as someone poked their heads out, and there was always a bullet hitting the hapless head.

This time, though, there was something strange about everyone. Not a single person poked his head out of the city, and the whole city was dead and silent except for the sound of explosions, as if there was no one. Does it mean that the army has run away? Impossible! Their reinforcements had just entered the city, and the big guys were all in sight.

Yuan Chonghuan wore a steel helmet on his head, and when he saw the soldiers on the city with heads like broken watermelons, Yuan Chonghuan wore a steel helmet. And made up his mind that as long as the battle was not over, he would never take off the steel helmet.

The location of the command post is also in the city wall, and it is possible to receive information from the city at any time. Shi Kefa was watching from Yuan Chonghuan's command post, but he wanted to see how people commanded the war.

"Report!" A soldier ran in with a bamboo tube in his hand.

Wu Xiang went over and took the bamboo tube, took out the note inside and looked at it. "Commander, the enemy army has been dispatched. The distance was two hundred paces, and the infantry was in a row. ”

"Inform rocket artillery, fire suppression. Mortars were also ordered, shelling enemy artillery. Yuan Chonghuan calmly gave the order, Li Xiao once made up for Yuan Chonghuan's military knowledge. The theory of relying on artillery to fight a war has been deeply rooted in Yuan Chonghuan's heart.

"No!" Wu Xiang said yes, turned around and ran out.

"Bazooka?" From Yuan Chonghuan, Shi Kefa heard a new weapon name.

Rocket artillery is actually the land combat version of the arsenal ship, because of the transport problem. The ground version of the rocket artillery has a much smaller caliber and, of course, a much smaller range. In fact, these things are just a bunch of drill monkeys on the shelves.

The caliber is small, and the natural firing range is short. The balance between the charge and the total weight is taken into account. The final product can only shoot a distance of 500 steps. This is quite close, but it makes up for the vacuum between mortars and rifles.

The most important thing is that the rocket artillery retains the characteristics of cluster firing, covering shooting. If a bunch of shells are smashed down, whether they can be hit or not is not a matter of probability, but a matter of character.

Soon, a strange roar sounded in the city. Shi Kefa looked out, and puffs of smoke rose into the air. One after another, the cannonballs flew over the walls of the city and flew in the direction of the enemy troops.

Oh my God! And such a cannon! Seeing the rocket artillery, Shi Kefa was dumbfounded, this way of firing had seriously subverted his cognition. Just when Shi Kefa was still sluggish, there were explosions one after another outside. Even standing in the city, Shi Kefa could feel the ground shaking.

At the same time, mortars began to be fired.