Cannons rumbled, guns roared, and outside Zhenjiang Fort, a battle was underway.

"Kill! The Retreater, Slash! Ao Bai looked hideous, howled like a fierce god, and mercilessly slashed down an officer who was running backwards, and his men also used slashing to maintain order and re-attack Ori.

Husband war, courage also. And will be the master of the army, and will be cowardly.

Worship this rough man, presumably he will not know the essence of this crepe military book. But he knew that he was the first soldier and knew that he would lead the team to charge and kill, which could boost the morale and morale of the army.

The enemy's position has already broken through, and if you dig harder and cut through it, the Ming army will lose courage because of this. This group of cowards only dared to hide behind the fortifications and put guns.

Ao Bai thought so, and his eyes were only limited to the offensive side in front of him, which was more than 200 meters wide.

But Huang Taiji behind the formation could see clearly that the Ming army was deliberately retreating and giving up part of the front-line positions, but increasing troops on both flanks, forming a recessed pocket array.

The defenders of Zhenjiang Fort were numerous, and they might not even be less than the men and horses they brought. The defenders had complete fortifications, strong firepower, and no disadvantage in troops, and Huang Taiji knew that they could not be attacked at all.

When he saw that Ao Bai finally pressed up with two thousand Jianzhou soldiers, he knew that the situation was not good, but he hesitated, but did not immediately issue the order for Mingjin to retreat.

This offensive and defensive battle has been out of the military category, especially after the Ming army on the opposite side shouted in unison, "Don't hit the white flag", Huang Taiji felt heavy pressure and helplessness.

If it is still as he planned before he came, he only sent the Han army as cannon fodder to attack casually and retreat, wouldn't it be true that "Huang Taiji is his own person"?

Huang Taiji was not too worried about the suspicion of his subordinates, but the suspicion of his father Khan would make him lose the qualification of the heir, and even be removed from the position of banner master, like the "one-legged fifth brother", there was no hope for the future.

Therefore, he saw the insidious arrangement of the Ming army, and he could not suddenly issue an order to retreat when Ao Bai led the army to make a breakthrough on the surface.

I don't know how many girls and true warriors will be killed and injured before they can order a retreat without being criticized?

Huang Taiji's face was expressionless, but his heart was churning, and he hated the generals of the Ming army opposite, so bad that he had sores on the top of his head and pus on the soles of his feet.

But Huang Taiji couldn't help but feel frightened, the opponent saw through his intentions, and even figured out his own psychology, which was really a terrible thing.

The battle continued, and Ao Bai finally rushed into the pocket array arranged by the Ming army with two thousand Zhenyi soldiers. But the Ming army has not yet launched a siege immediately, the troops are moving, the grenadiers are moving, and preparations are being carried out nervously.

The Han army had already suffered heavy casualties, and the newly joined Jiannu became the main force of the attack.

Aobai's persistence also has his reasons, so many people were killed and wounded, and the equipment brought was also exhausted, so he crossed the wide trench, and retreating was equivalent to abandoning the previous efforts.

"Charge, kill!" Ao Bai roared frantically, brandishing the broadsword in his hand, directing the soldiers to continue to advance towards the deep attack.

As long as you cross this damn horizontal trench chest wall and melee with the enemy, with the ferocity of the warriors of Jianzhou, there is hope for victory.

"Boom!" A cannon dozens of meters away spewed out countless projectiles, like the sickles of death, knocking over a group of Jiannu.

The muskets were no longer a salvo, and at a distance of dozens of meters, the Ming musketeers were firing freely, and their accuracy was greatly improved, knocking down the enemy who could already see their faces to the ground.

The beginning of the counteroffensive was marked by a volley of thunderbolts. Although at the beginning of the battle, the Ming army also used it, but in terms of intensity, it was several times more.

The thunder rolled on the ground, emitting a trace of green smoke. Many fell into the trenches, and there was no way to avoid the narrow places, which made the Jiannu in the trenches scream in fear.

Boom, boom, boom...... A series of explosions sounded one after another inside and outside the trenches, such a dense bombardment was something that Jiannu had never experienced, and even the Ming army used it for the first time.

Money, it's all money!

If Zhu Youxiao saw this scene, he would probably grin and feel heartache. But heartache is heartache, if he can use money to smash Jiannu to death, he will not hesitate.

This is the biggest difference between cold weapons and hot weapons warfare, which consumes a lot of money and requires higher logistics.

If you don't have enough manpower, material and financial resources, and you don't have guaranteed transportation capacity, you can't afford to play at all.

From this point of view, Houjin wants to develop into hot weapons, and there are also huge difficulties. For example, sulfur, such as saltpeter, where do they get so many raw materials?

Historical data show that it was the eight masters of the Jin Dynasty who provided strategic materials for Houjin.

They exchanged the materials that Houjin lacked for ginseng, deer antler velvet and mink, and exchanged them for gold and silver. It enriches individuals and harms the country and the people.

If you are just a businessman, no matter how powerful you are, you will not be able to pass through many levels to smuggle.

Among them, there are also corrupt officials and generals. It was these selfish and shameless people who contributed to the demise of the Ming Dynasty.

Well, let's go far, back to the battlefield.

Smoke rose rapidly in countless explosions, flashing and dazzling, and loud and deafening noises.

Wave after wave, the loud explosion of thunder muffled the roar of musket fire; The smoke was thick, obscuring sight and figures.

From the smoke of gunpowder, from time to time rushed out of the dizzy Jiannu, either wounded, or staggered, and soon was mercilessly knocked down by the musket.

The fire of muskets and artillery thinned out, and the Ming army loaded their ammunition and waited for the smoke to clear before giving Jiannu the final blow.

The officers, on the other hand, watched the results with wide eyes to decide whether to continue with fire or charge.

Aobai's ears were buzzing, he was a little dizzy, and shrapnel hit him in the head, thanks to the protection of the helmet, but it was also very uncomfortable.

The choking smoke made it difficult for him to see his surroundings, but his ears had regained some hearing, and all he could hear was screams and wails.

"Boom!" The explosion was very close, the burst of fire flashed his eyes, his ears lost his hearing, and the whole world was silently eerie.

This is the strength of the Ming army to defend with full firepower?!

Huang Taiji narrowed his eyes and gave the order to retreat.

The smoke cleared slightly, the explosions stopped, and the roar of muskets became the main theme of the war again.

Rows of bullets swept past, knocking out the blurred figures; The Ming troops on both flanks launched an attack, squeezing and retracting, so that Jiannu was fiercely flanked from three sides.

Why don't you hit the white flag, this is the rhythm of beating to the death!

Huang Taiji ordered the cavalry to be dispatched and made a feint to contain it, so that the troops trapped in the enemy position could withdraw more men and horses.

When most of the smoke cleared, the Ming army jumped out of their positions and launched a counterattack with Xu Jin shooting. Shoot the Jiannu inside and outside the trenches one by one, and mercilessly stab the wounded soldiers to death with bayonets.

"Boom, boom, boom......" Several guns roared from the flanks, and the shotgun ... Thousands of bullets were played, knocking down the retreating Jiannu from behind.

"Kill, kill, kill!" The counterattack is accompanied by shouts, the courage is rising, and the will is stronger.

Ao Bai was also retreating under the protection of his own soldiers, and behind him was the continuous roar of guns, and his own soldiers also let out screams from time to time, and were hit by lead bullets and fell to the ground.

Bang! A bullet from a heavy musket that was originally fired at Ao Bai hit the head of the soldier next to him, bursting out countless rotten flesh and blood like rotten watermelons, splashing half of Ao Bai's face.

Yes! In the midst of the screams, another soldier was hit in the leg and pounced forward, causing him to stumble and collapse.

Turning around and pulling up the wounded soldier, Ao Bai struggled forward.

But the vision was already clear, and the Ming army also discovered this big leader of Jiannu, who had just counted him happily, and the lead bullets were dense, focusing on him and the surrounding Jiannu.

"Boom, boom!" The artillery also turned its muzzles one after another, joining the ranks of chasing and killing Aobai, and killed and injured Jiannu, who was covering his figure.

In the Ming Dynasty, the enthusiasm for imitating the Franc cannon was very high, and many improvements were made to make a variety of specifications and models of the Franc cannon.

Among them, the small sample Franc machine weighs only eight catties (excluding the guns), which is light than the heavy type muskets, with eight guns, the range and lethality are not enough, but the victory is fast in the rate of fire;

Immediately, the Franc machine, without the sub-gun, weighs nine pounds and eight taels, which is equivalent to a heavy musket, and can shoot continuously, but for the reason of air tightness, the power is definitely inferior.

These two Furlong cannons were used by infantry, and could even be armed on their own, resembling heavy sniper rifles in shape.

Moreover, the Fran cannon was still used in small quantities during the Anti-Japanese War, and it can fight little devils!

Although the Franc cannon was already facing the fate of being eliminated, in line with the purpose of economy and economy, Zhu Youxiao still transferred a lot of various types of Franc cannon to the Ming army, mainly as a defensive weapon.

You know, conservatively estimated, during the Jiajing and Wanli periods, the Ming Dynasty manufactured and equipped 40,000 to 50,000 Franc cannons of various types.

And in melee defense, even garbage like the Three-Eyed Gun is quite powerful, let alone a Franc machine. As for the advancedness, it is compared with other countries, and the savages of Jiannu are not counted at all.

Of course, no matter what kind of weapon, the Ming army has a reasonable configuration when defending the position, so that it can exert its maximum power.

The weight on his hands became heavier and heavier, and Ao Bai turned his head to see that the wounded soldier in his leg had already drooped his head, and a bullet hole in his back was gurgling and bleeding.

Letting go of this fallen soldier, Ao Bai had just run a few steps, and the shotgun fired... The bullet hit him in the leg.

Although the distance was already far away, the protection of the legs was weak, and Aobai's sturdy body fell down heavily.

A soldier stretched out his hand to Aobai, and as soon as he touched Aobai's body, a heavy lead bullet hit the soldier's back, breaking his entire spine. The soldier fell face down and convulsed with death.

The guns were incessant, the flanks and the frontal fire from the rear were intertwined into a devouring net of fire, beating the enemy to the ground.

Platoons of musketeers pushed forward, recovering deliberately abandoned positions, mercilessly slaughtering the defeated Jiannu and the wounded soldiers who remained.

Ao Bai rolled over and sat up, struggling backwards, leaning against a mound of earth formed by a crater, looking at the sporadic defeated Houjin soldiers and the Ming army advancing unhurriedly.

They are all cowards, they are all cowards, they don't dare to fight face-to-face at all, they only use those messy firearms.

Ao bowed and gritted his teeth. If he were to fight in close combat with martial arts and bravery, he would be able to fight ten.

But now—

The battle line of the Ming army is getting closer and closer, and the black iron masks can't see their expressions, but looking at their movements, it is like slaughtering dogs and chickens.

Ao Bai suddenly struggled to his feet, and landed on the ground with his knife, ignoring the blood flowing from the wound. Coupled with the smoky flower face, it looks both hideous and embarrassed.

"A certain is the Golden Mailer Zhangjing ......"

Bah, Bah, Bah...... The platoon of guns interrupted Aobai's last rhetoric, and the Ming soldiers didn't even hear what the guy who suddenly stood up was shouting.

And the brave Aobai, the future Houjin "Baturu", who has experienced a hundred battles, is no different from ordinary Jiannu in the eyes of the Ming army's musketeers, and he didn't even let the family finish his words.

The wide trench in front of the position, which was used to block the enemy's advance, had been filled in for dozens of meters, and the gap was still there, but Jiannu did not dare to attack again, or even get too close.

The two thousand Jianzhou warriors only retreated less than five hundred, and Huang Taiji was sad in his heart, his eyes were constantly searching, but he could no longer see that sturdy figure.

"Huang Taiji is his own person, and he is allowed to send someone to collect the body."

"Huang Taiji is his own person, and he is allowed to send someone to collect the body."

……………

The shouts and shouts that came with the wind became clearer and clearer, and Huang Taiji turned his head abruptly and glared at the Ming army's position viciously.

has killed so many golden warriors, and he will continue to pit himself. Why are corpses not allowed on other battlefields, so they are open to you?

Too bad! Huang Taiji was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood, and was tricked by such a trick, the Dajin warriors died in vain, and they didn't achieve their goals at all.

I shouldn't have come! Huang Taiji gritted his teeth hatefully, but he noticed the gaze around him, and couldn't help but roll his eyes into his sockets.

Don't collect the corpse, what do the people below think, it's chilling, right? Collecting the corpse, isn't it the conspiracy of the Ming army?

On the city of Zhenjiang Fort, Gou Zhenhuai smiled evilly, and did not forget to joke with Nala Zhongming, "This can be regarded as benevolence and righteousness, right?" Although it is his own people, this city cannot be lost, and the fake drama is more real, which makes people believe that it is not. ”

"General Gou is reasonable and right. Allowing them to collect the corpses is already very benevolent. ”

Nala Zhongming nodded again and again, that's right, the men and horses of the white flag have broken through a defensive line, if they don't fight back violently, do they want to raise their hands and surrender?

With a gloomy face, Huang Taiji thought about it, and finally sent two Han army officers to negotiate and agree on the collection of corpses.

Since it is no longer possible to wash the white, Huang Taiji also saw it, and first cleaned up the army's heart.

Such a low-level trick, Father Khan would definitely not believe it. There is no solid evidence for other people's attacks. The more you take it seriously, doesn't it mean that you have a ghost in your heart?

The current Huang Taiji did not know that the main competitor Dai Shan was defeated and seriously injured, and he had almost withdrawn from the ranks of competing for the throne.

And Amin, who didn't have much hope, was even more caught in a bitter battle with the Ming army, and it was already very difficult to escape.