"Roar! Roar! Roar!"

Huang Deheng followed his companions to push the van and approached step by step.

The battlefield in front was tightly covered by the guards of the side van, and nothing could be seen, but on the left and right sides were the companions of the Eight Banners Han Army and the side van.

As far as the eye can see, it is all the queue of the Eight Banners Han Army.

Looking back, it is the chariot of the Eight Banners of Manchuria.

The Eight Banners Manchurian chariot is also made of elm or locust trees, but it is stronger and heavier than the partial van, which usually weighs only 600 catties, but the chariot weighs thousands of catties!

Looking at the car following behind him, Huang Deheng suddenly felt unprecedented security.

This wave is stable, this wave is no longer a tentative attack, but a total attack pouring out, if nothing else, the Ming army on the opposite side will definitely not be able to resist.

Huang Deheng even began to look forward to it.

There should be a lot of rewards for winning this battle.

He didn't dare to think about rewarding the clothed minions or anything, after all, he had just raised the flag, and according to previous practice, it was impossible to reward him with the coating so soon.

But it is still possible to reward a dozen acres of land.

Thinking that he would soon be able to obtain more than a dozen acres of land, Huang Deheng was full of energy.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!" Huang Deheng pushed the side car harder, while tearing his throat and roaring, his roar inspired his companions around him to work harder.

In order to avoid guiding the direction of the Ming army's artillery, the Qing army advanced in the dark.

Because there is no light, Huang Deheng can only see a very close distance, and no matter how far away, he can't see anything clearly, but his hearing is not affected.

The artillery of the Ming army has already begun to fire.

As a veteran who has participated in many wars, Huang Deheng can already distinguish the cannon type by sound.

The red-clothed cannon of the Ming army, which emits a piercing scream of "hunting and hunting", as if it can tear the air apart, this kind of cannon is the greatest threat to the Qing army, and the partial van and the chariot are no different from the paper paste in front of it, basically a cannon will be broken, and the Eight Banners Han Army or the Eight Banners Manchuria hiding behind the partial van or the chariot are usually a long list of deaths.

Thankfully, the possibility of being hit by the Ming army's red-coated cannon is still very small.

I don't know how far I went, Huang Deheng heard another kind of cannon sound in his ears, which sounded like the sound of firecrackers.

Immediately after that, the front guard of the partial van made a sound like rain hitting the banana, and Huang Deheng knew that this was the tiger squat cannon of the Ming army that had begun to fire, and it was the lead of the tiger squat cannon that hit the guard plate of the partial van.

So, Huang Deheng subconsciously shrank his neck and lowered his body as much as possible.

Because Huang Deheng knows very well that the cotton armor he wears from the former "master" cannot stop the lead attack of the tiger squat cannon at all, and a lead may seriously injure him.

In the current weather in Liaodong, once seriously injured, it means death.

Because the Qing army would not waste resources on seriously wounded soldiers, it was very likely that they would be executed in a centralized manner.

Therefore, Huang Deheng was very careful, even if the front guard plate of the van was seven or eight feet high, he still tried to lower his head as much as possible.

In the loud and uniform sound of the trumpet, the side car wall of the Eight Banners Han Army and the Eight Banners Manchurian car wall slowly but unstoppably approached the Ming army formation.

"Crack! Boom! Hunt ...... Hunt

"Help, my legs, help me, ah......"

"Ergou, pull me, I don't want to die, I want to go home......

The screams of cannonballs, the shattering of vans, and the wails of the Eight Banners Han Army before they were seriously injured or dying were intertwined, but Huang Deheng was already indifferent to this.

Because he knows very well that once on the battlefield, there is no retreat to speak of.

As soon as they turned around, the Eight Banners Manchuria following behind them would not hesitate to cut off their dogs' heads.

"Hunt ......" Another particularly piercing cannonball screeched, followed by a loud bang, then the cracking of wooden planks, and even sharp hard objects and warm liquids splashed on his face.

Just by feeling, Huang Deheng knew that the hard object was a piece of wood that flew out after the van shattered.

As for the warm, salty liquid, it must have been the blood or brains of a companion.

Walking behind the side van next to Huang Deheng, a long line fell in an instant from front to back, and at least a dozen Eight Banners Han soldiers had their limbs broken or their heads shattered.

But no one cared, Huang Deheng leaned in a little bit of the side van, and the Eight Banners Han Army on the other side also leaned in a little bit of the side car at the same time.

Soon, the gap that had occurred due to the lack of a van was bridged.

This is basically the case in the attacking lineup, where the front row is damaged, and the back row will quickly make up for it, and if the last row is damaged, it will shrink from the outside in.

……

The central phalanx of the Ming army.

Because the sky was too dark, Xu Yingwei couldn't see the battlefield clearly when he stood on the nest car, so he simply got off the command nest car and came to the position of the artillery camp to watch the field artillery shelling Jiannu.

This time it was a general attack, and Jiannu attacked from four directions at the same time.

Therefore, the field artillery of the Ming army did not need to relock the firing parameters after a shot, because even if the firing parameters changed and the shells were out of direction, they could basically still fall on the head of Jiannu, so the 100 4-inch field guns in the Ming artillery battalion were all firing continuously.

The artillery of the Ming army was basically well-trained and extremely skilled.

Whether it is to extinguish the sparks in the barrel with a brush, or to wipe the residual water in the chamber with a cloth brush, or to use the barrel with a hook to clean up the pieces of paper and residue in the chamber, it is all fast and in place.

The action of loading the shells is also fast and good, and the cannon is finally ignited with an ignition rod.

At this time, the ignition method of the Ming artillery has transitioned from the previous red-hot iron drill to the ignition rod, which is almost a large match, and after ignition, it is inserted into the gun door, and the shell is ignited.

Because of the well-trained, the whole set of operation actions is like a smooth flow.

So the rate of fire of the Ming army's 4-inch field guns can already reach one shot in three minutes!

However, for the big battle in front of us, such a rate of fire is still somewhat slow.

After only three rounds, Jiannu had already advanced not far from the outer phalanx of the Ming army.

"Newspaper ...... The northeast corner of Jiannu has approached within eighty steps, Gu Lushuai asked for instructions, do you want to open fire?"

"Don't worry, it's not too late to wait for Jiannu to approach thirty steps before firing!"

"Newspaper ...... The southwest corner is within sixty paces!"

"Tell Lu Xiangtong to stabilize me!"

"Report, the northwest corner of Jiannu is approaching fifty paces!"

"Got it, I'll report when Jiannu is within thirty paces."

The communication soldiers kept transmitting the information of Jiannu back to the central camp, Xu Yingwei was calm and calm on the surface, but he was actually panicked in his heart, and at such a moment, it was impossible not to be nervous.

Xu Yingwei can be calm on the surface, but it is not easy.

Gao Qiqian next to him was already so nervous that even his teeth were chattering.

"Xu Zhizhi, can we win?" Gao Qiqian asked tremblingly.

"Absolutely." Xu Yingwei replied categorically, "Daming will win!"

……

Dorgon found himself getting a little nervous, too.

This discovery made Dolgon feel a little ashamed.

What's going on? It's just a battle of 100,000 people, and it makes him nervous like this? He is the de facto emperor of the Great Qing Kingdom, how can he be so uncontrollable?

With a sigh of relief, Dorgon held up the monocular again.

However, it was still pitch black and nothing could be seen.

Ning Wan, who was standing next to him, said quietly, "Master, it's the cool time, it's the darkest time of the day, but in half an hour, the sky will be bright."

Fan Wencheng continued, "By that time, my Qing soldiers have already won."

Hong Chengchou also chimed in: "No accident, my Qing soldiers will definitely be able to end the battle before dawn, but I don't know if Chongzhen can be captured alive?" It would be great if Chongzhen could be captured alive."

Although he knew that Hong Chengchou and the others were catering to themselves,

But when Dorgon heard this, he felt in a good mood.

"Tell me the will." Dorgon even made a decree.

"Try to capture Chongzhen alive, and those who capture Chongzhen alive will be given a first-class uncle!"

Dozens of fast horses flew away in an instant, and soon informed the whole army of Dolgon's will, and the morale of the Qing soldiers after receiving the order was immediately high, and the reward of the first class was too tempting.

……

However, Geng Jimao once again felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.

This time out of Liaodong, the main general of the Eight Banners Han Army was still Gongshun Wang Kong Youde, the deputy general was Geng Jimao and Shang Keyi, Zhishun Wang Shang Kexi and Huaishun Wang Geng Zhongming followed Sony to Dagukou.

"Uncle, I have a sense of foreboding." Geng Jimao came to Kong Youde.

"Shut up!" Kong Youde was instantly frightened, but the terrible scene when he was in Xuzhou floated in his mind, and he said that Jimao, the crow mouth of the bear child, was not an ordinary miracle.

"Uncle, I'm serious." Geng Jimao said with a dark face.

"Once the situation changes, we have to run quickly, or it will be too late."

"I'll tell you to shut up!" Kong Youde couldn't wait for a big ear bracket to fan Geng Jimao's face, and said in his heart that this bear child really can't open a pot, and the war has just begun, so he actually wants to escape.

Why can't you hope for something better? Why don't you think about the Qing soldiers winning the battle?

"Big nephew, look at your little bit of talent." Shang Keyi leaned over and mocked.

Shang Keyi's age is as old as Geng Jimao, but because his brother Shang Kexi and Geng Zhongming are brothers, he is a generation older than Geng Jimao.

", who's your eldest nephew?"

Geng Jimao didn't want to recognize Shang Keyi, an elder.

The two were arguing, and something suddenly happened in front of them.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Suddenly, a continuous burst of explosions rang out.

When Kong Youde, Geng Jimao, and Shang Keyi looked up urgently, they saw that the front was already red.