Boom, boom, boom, boom! The successive loud noises made Tong Yangxing turn his head in horror, it was the roar of the already familiar cannon, and the range, power and accuracy all made Tong Yangxing tremble.

For a long time, the shells did not fall, obviously not the bombardment pointed here, and Tong Yangxing breathed a sigh of relief.

But when he turned his head to look at Mang Gurtai's banner again, he couldn't help but be surprised. The banner is gone, or rather down. And the large group of cavalry was already on their backs, and fell into chaos.

It turned out that Tong Yangxing suddenly understood. The loud sound of those cannons was the Ming army's concentrated fire bombardment of Mang Gurtai.

There were at least four cannons, Tong Yangxing made a judgment, and an ominous feeling immediately appeared in his heart.

In fact, there were six cannons, almost all the Hongyi cannons lined up on the southern side of the city, and there was an overlap of simultaneous cannons, which made Tong Yangxing make a mistake in judgment.

But this is not important, the important thing is that six shells hit the hundreds of cavalry led by Mang Gurtai from different angles, not only causing great casualties, but also knocking down the banner of Mang Gurtai.

The defenders of the city cheered in unison, and even the sound of gunfire stopped, making it even louder and louder.

But after a short pause, the roar of guns continued to sound over the city, more dense and more violent.

The enemy troops under the city also noticed the anomaly, and the banner of the main general fell or disappeared. This in ancient battlefields meant low morale and even defeat.

As soon as people's hearts changed, those who did not want to continue the offensive became a very small minority. It's like it's almost time for dinner, and most workers will be distracted, waiting for a while before they can start eating and resting.

But it was not easy to get through, and the fire in the city was fierce, as if they were also trying to kill more and harvest more heads before the enemy retreated.

On one side, people are panicking, just waiting for the end of class - well, it's Mingjin retreating; On the other hand, they stepped up their killing, for fear of letting the enemy go.

Whistling bullets rained down, some from muskets, some from gunfire... The enemy, who had no intention of fighting and was exposed, was killed and wounded by the defenders in a frenzy.

The terrible sound of gold finally sounded, and the enemy, who was struggling in the blood, fire and hell, finally received amnesty, and hastened his pace to retreat.

But how easy is it to escape?

The muskets and artillery in the city began to shoot extended, knocking the enemies who did not dare to turn back to the ground one by one.

Several Furlong cannons are firing shotgun at maximum speed... shells, the gunners sweated profusely, and almost repeatedly bombarded a relatively fixed area so that there was no enemy who could stand.

The order for Mingjin to retreat was given by Nurhachi, a painful and desperate decision that meant a complete failure in attacking Ningyuan.

Although he was in array at the range of the Hongyi cannon, the probes who pulled out one after another reported that Nurhachi's understanding of the battle situation was only slightly behind.

The men and horses who rushed to the city suffered heavy casualties, and Nurhachi knew it. But he is also mentally prepared for such a situation.

When the artillery is pushed up, it may make a difference; Once retreated, the casualties now are meaningless. After spending so much effort to attack the city, wouldn't all the previous efforts be wasted?

Under such a psychological effect, Nurhachi gritted his teeth and persisted, still with a trace of luck and illusions.

But the banner of Mang Gurtai fell, and the fierce firepower that suddenly increased on the city of Ningyuan finally crushed Nurhachi's last glimmer of hope.

Despite the pain of admitting defeat, both sons were killed in battle, and the old slave had been told clearly how heavy the casualties of the Houjin army would be.

This is a fortress that is stronger than Quang Ninh and many times more difficult to attack than Quang Ninh. Looking at the flickering fires and rising white smoke, the old slave exhaled a breath of turbid air with difficulty.

What made the old slave feel even more desperate was the sharp firearms of the Ming army, not only the kind of artillery that could hit far and hard, but also the muskets that could pierce through heavy armor.

And the Ming army had these two firearms, which had already cracked the siege tactics that the old slave relied on when he went out on the expedition.

Compared with artillery battles, the Ming army had a condescending advantage, as well as more powerful artillery; The heavy armor attacked the city, and could not resist the sharp muskets.

Therefore, when the order to retreat was issued, the old slave was already very wise, and the analysis and judgment were very clear.

However, at the same time as the order to retreat, it was caused by the opening of the artillery bombardment of the city, which was somewhat surprising and surprising.

Fan Wencheng, who was not far away, was expressionless, but his heart was full of powerlessness. After seeing the weapons and defenses of the Ming army, he came to the same conclusion as Nurhachi, although he wisely did not make any suggestions.

And Nurhachi's order to Tong Yangxing, he also heard it. After a moment's thought, he somewhat understood Nurhachi's thoughts.

In the eyes of others, Nurhachi didn't take the lives of the Han soldiers seriously, and he didn't care how much he died. And no matter what the effect of the bombardment is, it is a kind of venting of anger in the chest.

Fan Wencheng thought of a deeper level, that is, the change in the situation after this defeat, as well as the actions of the Ming army.

Always shrinking in Ningyuan, waiting for the strength of the Houjin army to be consumed under the city, it is obviously not Xiong Tingbi's style, nor is it the result that Ming Court wants.

Taking advantage of the victory, it should not be an unexpected action to launch a more powerful pressure on the defeated and damaged Houjin, and cooperate with the Dongjiang River to flank the Houjin.

Fan Wencheng saw very clearly that although the Houjin failed to attack the city, in the field, the Ming army was still difficult to defeat the Houjin. Therefore, relying on guns and artillery and advancing city by city is the strategy and tactics that the Ming army is very likely to adopt.

Nurhachi ordered Tong Yangxing to open artillery bombardment of the city, which was also a warning to the Ming army in consideration of this, in order to achieve the purpose of delaying the advance of the Ming army.

To put it bluntly, Nurhachi just told the Ming army that we also have artillery. In ordinary cities, there are not many troops defending the city, but be careful that we attack and attack.

According to Fan Wencheng's estimate, it is necessary to build a fortified city like Ningyuan and equip it with that kind of powerful artillery. The amount of money spent is definitely not a small number, and the time it takes is not short.

Delaying the pace of the Ming army's advance in western Liaoxi, Nurhachi apparently anticipated the impact of this defeat on the Later Jin.

This is not only a time to rest and recover, but also to guard against the repeated attacks of the Mongol tribes and the counteroffensive of the Dongjiang Army.

To put it bluntly, Nurhachi has a new understanding of the equipment and combat power of the Ming army.

Even if the Ming army rashly advanced to Quang Ninh City, it created an opportunity for the Houjin army to surprise and besiege. Nurhachi also believed that the siege would be at least a war of attrition with considerable casualties, which was not something that Houjin's strength could withstand.

Fan Wencheng was almost certain that during the withdrawal, Nurhachi would order the destruction of cities along the way. Jinzhou, Dalinghe, etc., as well as Quang Ninh, these cities will not become ready-made fortresses for the Ming army.

For attacking the city, the Khan King has no confidence, and even has a sense of fear!

Fan Wencheng looked up at Nurhachi, who was surrounded by generals under the banner of Daxu, his figure seemed to be still stiff, riding on a tall war horse and standing still, who knew that his heart would change like this?

First defeated in Guangning, and then defeated in Ningyuan, Houjin did not fail to recognize the disadvantages of attacking fortifications, nor did he not make progress. Heavy infantry, artillery, trenches, siege vehicles, which were already prepared to the best of their ability, were defeated even more and died more.

Changes in the Ming Army - Fan Wencheng sighed helplessly. One year, unbelievable.

Boom, boom, boom...... The sound of artillery in the distance interrupted Fan Wencheng's thoughts, and all of them, including Nurhachi, watched.

Is there any hope of breaking the city? It is estimated that Nurhachi and the others do not have such thoughts. There is no need for a real artillery battle, the extremely powerful artillery of the Ming army has already made them have a final conclusion.

But since the cannon is here, and the lives of the Han soldiers are not taken seriously, let's try to bombard the city! It is not only to vent, but also to know how effective the artillery is in attacking the city.

One after another, the cannonballs flew in an arc towards Ningyuan City, hitting the city wall, and bursting out clumps of ice and ash.

The artillery in the city began to return fire, smashing into the artillery positions of the Han soldiers with shells several times over, stirring up clusters of snow and dust and mud, and bouncing and flying away.

Tong Yangxing did not complain when he received the order, but behaved very actively, with some personal soldiers to urge the Han soldiers to load ammunition, and ran to the distance, ordering more Han soldiers to push more artillery to the front.

Under the bombardment of the city's artillery, the Han soldiers were terrified, listening to the screams and wails of their companions who were constantly sounding around them, and they were even more hurried.

Artillery was supposed to be the most powerful weapon of its time, but it was not only cumbersome to operate, but also very dangerous. If you are not careful, you will cause an accident and hurt yourself.

For example, if the gunpowder is filled too much, it will explode; After a shot, I forgot to use a wet mop to remove the residue and sparks in the barrel, and you can imagine what the result of charging gunpowder will be.

In terms of the professionalism and time of training, the Han soldiers were far from enough. Being able to master the steps of reloading and reloading and being able to shoot out the shells is already very remarkable.

As for the performance on the battlefield, do you expect the slaves who are regarded as mustards to have a desperate spirit and a psychological quality that is as stable as Mount Tai?

Rumble! After a loud bang, in the rising fireworks, the cannon exploded, affecting many Han soldiers around, and there was immediately a miserable scream.

The arrows swept through the air, knocking several Han soldiers who fled backwards to the ground. The Jiannu cavalry was galloping and shooting the cowardly Han soldiers mercilessly.

Under the coercion of Tong Yanghe and Jiannu, more than a dozen artillery pieces were pushed to the edge of the trench, filled with medicine and ammunition, and fired towards Ningyuan City.

The artillery at the head of the city returned fire, and the infantry also fired, killing the wounded and cutting off the heads, and advancing along the trenches.

Although Jiannu had artillery, solid shells were not lethal to the infantry in the trenches.

Once the Ming musketeers advanced to the outermost moat breastwall, they could use heavy muskets to shoot directly at the Han soldiers who operated the artillery, which was more accurate than the artillery on the city.

The heads were picked up on high poles, and there were also the cheers and shouts of the Ming army. The sound of artillery has not stopped, and the Ming army seems to have begun to celebrate the victory.

Nurhachi's body finally shook for a moment, and the green tendons in his hands that grabbed the reins burst out, and his legs subconsciously clamped the horse's belly. Thinking that his master had given an order, the horse kicked and strode forward.

The first-class commander-in-chief Yanguli was quick with his hands, urged his horse forward, leaned over and grabbed the reins, and said hurriedly: "King Khan, this is a trick of the enemy, don't be provoked by this trick." ”

Nurha's eyes moved, and she woke up from her rage. The old slave smiled bitterly, reached out and patted Yanguli's arm holding the reins, indicating that he knew the stakes and would not be impulsive.

Yanguli let go of the reins, but he did not dare to stay away, and protected Nurhachi closely.

Retrieving the bodies is good for morale, but how many people will die for it?

Nurhachi is helpless and powerless, the blood and fire area hundreds of meters below the city is like a slaughterhouse, and he will never fill in the Jianzhou warriors again.

And the Ming army is so flamboyant, what kind of idea it is fighting can be said to be obvious.

The distant artillery battle divided the victory and defeat, in fact, the victory and defeat were already predestined, and the Han artillery team just used blood and life to let Jiannu see the effect and increase some experience.

When the heavy muskets of the Ming army opened fire within 100 meters, inflicting heavy casualties on the Han soldiers, and even the Jiannu cavalry who supervised the battle did not dare to move forward, Nurhachi finally gave the order to retreat.

Tong Yang was like an amnesty, with the remaining Han soldiers, pushing the artillery carriage, under the pursuit of the Ming army's guns, he retreated without looking back.

Seeing that the Jin army retreated, he had no intention of rushing up to snatch the corpse again, and Xiong Tingbi was not disappointed.

If he had fought only on impulse and anger, Nurhachi would not have been where he is today. I think when I was under Li Chengliang, I was just a house slave. Without some forbearance, he would not be lifted by Li Chengliang.

Now, nine times out of ten, the Houjin army is going to retreat. On the one hand, they suffered heavy casualties under the fortified city, and they could not hold out for a few days without looting supplies.

Xiong Tingbi ordered the generals to strengthen the defense, and ordered the officers and soldiers who left the city to return to the city after cleaning up the battlefield, and did not prepare to put the men and horses outside the city again.

It's cold in the wild, and the soldiers need to rest well. And if Jiannu comes to attack the city again, he will lean on the city to kill and inflict damage, and the result of the battle will be no worse than the fortifications of the chest wall of the trench.

For Xiong Tingbi, the battle was over, although Jiannu only collected his troops and returned to the camp, and did not really retreat.

But what he has to think about now is the post-war arrangement. Moving forward is certain, and Jinzhou or Daling River will become another fortress.

It's too hard! Xiong Tingbi smiled bitterly, a little helpless.

It is conceivable that the Houjin army has experienced two defeats in attacking fortifications, and should no longer have delusional victories like Liao and Shen.

In this way, the destruction of the city seemed to be an inevitable means of building slaves, and the Ming army lost the ready-made fortress to move forward.

With the breast wall of the trench, accompanied by muskets and artillery, it should also be able to kill and injure the enemy in large numbers, or even make the enemy unable to besiege and return with a feather.

Xiong Tingbi has this confidence, but he feels that without the condescending advantage, the power of the artillery will be greatly weakened.

As for the construction of the destroyed city, Xiong Tingbi felt that the emperor would not agree to it nine times out of ten.

Spending too much is one thing, if it is cost-effective, the emperor will not be stingy. But from the secret recitals that came and went, the emperor did not seem to approve of the tactics of the fortress advance.

It should be a very cautious temperament to abandon the cities of Guangning, Jinzhou, and Dalinghe from the saint, and retreat to Ningyuan in one go.

And the advance of the fortress is the most secure method of warfare, why doesn't the Holy Lord want to adopt it? Xiong Tingbi was quite puzzled by this.