"Fire!"

With Ding Mingluan's loud shout, dozens of gunners lit the fuse at the same time, and then turned their heads sideways with a brush, covering their ears with both hands.

"Boom!"

"Boom!!"

"Boom !!"

Fifty-five cannons roared in unison, and the huge recoil force filled the entire Shanhaiguan city in an instant, and even the impregnable city pass seemed to shake.

At the same time as the artillery was fired on the Shanhaiguan side, the artillery arrays in the mountains on the left and right sides of the city, which had been hidden by Ding Mingluan early in the city, also responded.

The chorus of more than 100 artillery pieces, the movement, can really be taken as the last sentence, the sky is falling apart.

One shell after another smashed into the well-organized Houjin army, and in an instant, there were dead and wounded everywhere.

Everywhere were stumps and broken arms that were blown up to the sky, and many unlucky ones were smashed into a ball of blood and mist.

As for the siege ladder vehicles in the Houjin army, they were all shattered and burned under the cover of this artillery that lasted for ten rounds.

All the soldiers of the Eight Banners were stunned by the scene that happened around them, and the flag masters such as Huang Taiji who were behind and watched were also dumbfounded.

In the battle situation in Liaodong, when have they seen a hundred cannons in unison, and when have they seen this tactic of artillery covering fire.

Their thinking is limited by their own cognition of war, so the way of war that transcends this cognition is subversive and even more destructive!

On the battlefield, a soldier of the Eight Banners in yellow armor looked left and right with a dull gaze.

The robe of his brother for many years is gone, and all that is left is a intestine hanging on his shoulder, which is roasted black, red, black, and red, exuding the smell of blood mixed with gunsmoke.

"Ahh

In an instant, the soldier collapsed, threw down the knife in his hand, screamed and removed the tainted bits and pieces of his body, and turned around and fled backwards in desperation.

Another shell fell and smashed at the soldier's feet, and in a split second a ball of fire burst out, and the fleeing soldier was blown into the air, and by the time he hit the ground, he had disappeared from the waist down.

The soldier was not dead, even if he had been blown to only half of his body, but he was not completely dead for a while, wailing, dragging his upper body with both hands and continuing to crawl backwards, dragging a long scarlet on the ground, leaving behind a lot of internal organs.

In the end, after only a little more than a foot of climbing, the soldier stopped, his head tilted, and he was completely dead.

Even if he died, a pair of eyes were still staring into the distance.

That's the direction of the Emperor Taiji's battle, too.

The direction of home!

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The collapse began, when the first deserter appeared, even the self-proclaimed invincible Eight Banners soldiers who regarded death as their home, the psychological defense line was also blown into powder at this moment, they could withstand the limited damage brought by a few artillery, but they could not overcome the despair of hundreds of artillery pieces washing the ground and suicidal charge.

This battle, how can it be fought like this!

Amin, who is usually short-tempered, was also stupid at this moment, looking at the situation of defeat, Amin suddenly felt a little happy.

Glad that he didn't go to the front line and didn't get involved in the battle in person, otherwise, maybe he would have turned into the scorched earth at this moment.

"Withdraw troops, withdraw troops."

Huang Taiji muttered these two words back and forth in his mouth, and finally turned into a sad roar: "Withdraw the troops!" ”

Until this moment, his ears were still buzzing with tinnitus, and he couldn't even tell how many cannons Daming had, only knowing that in that short moment, it was a quarter of an hour and it seemed to be just a trance of his own, and his tens of thousands of troops were gone.

The dead, the run, the stupid in a daze.

Daming has so many cannons in Shanhaiguan, and he will never be able to enter the customs!

Huang Taiji looked at Shanhaiguan again in despair, and the horse began to organize a retreat.

"Withdraw troops, withdraw troops." Amin also came back to his senses, and was about to rein in his horse and leave, when he heard a burst of cannons in his ears.

"Boom!"

A huge force crashed into Amin, and Amin didn't even have time to react before he was carried off his horse and into the sky.

"Poof!"

When the man was still in the sky, Amin spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and when he fell to the ground, he coughed up two mouthfuls of blood.

The Chinese army was in chaos, and dozens of soldiers with two blue flags rushed over, and just wanted to help Amin up, but Amin's call stopped.

"Don't move, it's broken, it's broken."

A soldier trembled and stretched out his hand to the back of Amin's neck, and raised his head to look at Huang Taiji, who was full of shock.

"Lord Belle, his spine is broken."

Huang Taiji had just recovered from the explosion that was close at hand, glanced at Amin, didn't say anything, and urged the horse to leave.

It's not safe here.

As for Amin?

Even if you save it, you're a waste!

Amin looked at Huang Taiji's eyes full of resentment, he turned his hand and grabbed his own soldiers, coughed up blood and said, "Kill me, kill me." ”

The pro-soldiers were shocked.

"Lord Belle."

"I can't walk anymore." As Amin spoke, even his nose began to bleed outward: "Don't let me fall into the hands of the Ming people, quick!" ”

A circle of personal soldiers shed tears, and finally Mang Gurtai, the banner owner of the two blue flags, rushed to his horse, dismounted and walked to Amin's side, and put his saber against Amin's neck with a cold face and red eyes.

Between the gritted teeth, the hands are forced.

"Poof!"

With the crisp sound of a sharp blade cutting flesh and bones, Houjin Guo and Shuobeile, the owner of the blue flag Aixin Jueluo Amin, died outside Shanhaiguan!

This executioner, who once had blood on his hands and led his troops to slaughter more than ten cities in southern Liaoning, died at the hands of his own people, ending his life full of achievements but sins.

"Withdraw!"

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"Second stunned, do you say that is the official of the Jiannu people?"

In the steep mountain, a fort was erected alone, and more than a dozen gunner auxiliaries guarded the cannon, and one of the gunners wiped the barrel of the gun, pointing to the shadowy group of people at the foot of the mountain in the distance and shouting.

The man called Ertunzi was in his teens, and he looked honest and honest, and he stretched out his head to take a look.

"I can't see clearly, Brother Zhuzi."

"I feel like." Brother Zhu said: "You see, the Jiannu have all charged, and such a group of people are still staying still, obviously big officials, only big officials will hide behind." ”

The second stunned man tilted his head and thought: "Makes sense." ”

"Do you want to shoot a shot?" Brother Zhu Zi became excited, rubbed his hands and said: "Our artillery array is reserved, and we are not needed on the front-line battlefield, so if we don't shoot a cannon, wouldn't it be a few days in vain. ”

"It's so far that it's enough to hit it."

"There are three shots without jujubes."

Brother Zhu excitedly began to move the muzzle of the cannon, then crouched down to the steep edge of the rock, and raised his thumb to start calibrating the group of enemies in the distance.

"It's estimated that he has touched more than two miles, standing tall and peeing far away, there is no reason why he can't be hit, him!"

The second stunned man was an obedient soldier, Brother Zhu said that he would fill the cannon, and when everything was ready, Brother Zhu finally adjusted his run, and then lit the fuse.

With a roar, the two stunned cheered after a moment.

"Hit!"

Brother Zhu looked sideways and smirked.

I saw that the military formation was really in chaos, dozens of soldiers gathered together, and many more retreated.

"Jiannu has run away, and we can also withdraw."

Brother Zhu beckoned to leave, and more than a dozen people began to dismantle the cannon, and then happily used a thick wooden stick to pick up the cannon body weighing hundreds of catties and began to descend the mountain.

And they will never know that such a casual shot killed a Eight Banners Banner Master named Amin!