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Chapter 57 Jinzhou

Jinzhou.

"These qin beasts!"

Grandpa Kang Mazi, Tong Tulai of Gushan, Zhenglan Banner, lay on the city wall, looked at a hasty wooden shelf opposite the Xiaoling River, and said with grief and anger.

On this rough wooden stand, there was a cross-shaped wooden pole. The unlucky Bahana was nailed to it. The two executioners beside him were busy with enthusiasm. Amid the cheers of the Ming army around him, they took a knife to cut his flesh from him one by one. The two executioners were obviously professionals. Bahana was howling on it for half an hour and was not dead. A group of wild dogs from somewhere next to him were looking at them with eager eyes, waiting to have a feast!

There was a group of executioners in front of Bahana. The Qing soldiers captured in Lianshan were all dragged onto the stage one by one, pressed there and then beheaded. The dead bodies with their heads chopped off were thrown directly into Xiaoling River. The heads were still piled up in front of the stage, and I don’t know what they were left for.

This scene made the Qing army on the city wall look like they were slighted.

Especially the cheers of the Ming soldiers echoed in the sky, which made them angry.

"Kill out and cut the dog emperor!"

A general roared behind Tong Tulai.

Then all the Qing soldiers on the city wall were roaring angrily, saying that when did they have been humiliated like this? Although they often did this in the past, they were all killing the Han slaves and when was the Han slaves' turn to deal with them like this? At this time, the 15,000 Eight Banners athletes in Jinzhou City all waved their swords and guns in their hands to burn their rage, and vowed to go out and fight the dog emperor to the death.

The latter was sitting behind the platform, the yellow crank cover and the twelve dragon flags were very eye-catching.

"Shut up and stick to Jinzhou, and don't go to war!"

Tong Tu Lai shouted.

He was not stupid. Yang Feng did this to stimulate them to go out of the city to fight in the field. Although field battles were theoretically the strength of the Qing army, it was all over. Since the dog emperor emerged, the Qing army and the Ming army had never won a field battle. Instead, the fierce generals galloping on the battlefield in the past died one by one at the hands of the demon man. It can be said that as long as the dog emperor appeared, field battles would be saved!

And at this time the dog emperor was sitting there!

Thinking that Oboi's powerful generals still died in the field, Tong Tulai thought that he had always won with wisdom, so he should squat on the walls of Jinzhou. Besides, there are only 15,000 defenders in Jinzhou City, and some of them are the Han army in Zhenglan Banner. What are you going to do with at least 30,000 Ming troops outside? It is justified that you rely on the natural danger of Xiaolinghe and the walls of Jinzhou, plus dozens of cannons to defend.

However……

"Manzhou athletes, follow me to fight out and avenge my tragically dead brother!"

On the school ground behind the city gate, a strong half-old man was wearing blue armor, with a lightning rod-like helmet tassel on his head, and a heavy mace in his hand, riding on the horse and shouting angrily.

Behind him, a large number of cavalry from the Manzhou Province from Zhenglan Banner were lined up and followed, and even many soldiers ran down the city wall, riding on horseback and preparing to go out to fight.

Seeing this scene, Tong Tulai was already in a big head. He quickly ran down and grabbed the old guy's reins, and then said with a smile: "Prince, please calm down. The dog emperor just wants to lure us out. We can't be fooled by him. We have no way to deal with him in the field battle, but he is also afraid of the cannons on our city walls. As long as we stick to Jinzhou and force him to attack hard, we can use the cannons to avenge the King of England."

"Do not let go, I am afraid of that demon!"

The seventh son of wild boar skin, Prince Abatai, Duluo Raoyu, shouted.

"Prince, just listen to the last sentence!"

Tong Tulai said while grabbing the reins.

"Get out of here, you, a Han slave, have the final say or I have the final say!"

Abatai kicked him away without any hesitation and pointed forward with a mace. The gatekeeper ignored Tong Tulai's gaze and quickly opened the city gate for him. The old guy led the thirty Niulu cavalry of the Zhenglan Banner Manzhou to rush out of the city, and rode his horse and whipped outside the city like a show of flaunting, and rushed to the bank of Xiaoling River. Then he shouted at the Ming army on the south bank: "Dog Emperor, Abatai is here, do you have the courage to fight me!"

"interesting!"

Yang Feng, who was sitting behind the execution stand, said calmly.

"Tell him, come here if you have the courage. I am waiting for him here. I am not satisfied with the wild boar skin!"

Then he said.

Of course, Abatai wouldn't really rush over directly. He wasn't really stupid. Xiaoling River was standing in front. He crossed the river here just as a target for the Ming army. Besides, the duel between the two armies against the head coach was Luo Guanzhong yy. Who would fight like that? After showing off his power on the north bank of Xiaoling River, he immediately led the army to the west, and then crossed the river upstream outside the Ming army's defense range. His target of leaving the city was to attack on the flanks, relying on the powerful assault power of the Eight Banners Manchu to defeat the attacking Ming army in one fell swoop.

Abatai is also a long-time player on the battlefield, so of course he understands how to fight the battle.

The Ming army was at the angle between the intersection of the Daughter River and the Xiaoling River. This is the advantage of Jinzhou City. There is Songshan barrier on one side, and there is only such a small attack surface to attack from the south. However, the west side of this angle is open. A powerful cavalry circled over the upper reaches of the Xiaoling River and then rushed from west to east. The Ming army had only 30,000 people, and the number of cavalry was very small. If the nine thousand elite Zhenglan Banner Manchuria could not even 30,000 Ming army infantry could not be destroyed, it would be a joke. Even if it was twice as many, he would be confident that he could be destroyed.

Yang Feng also understood his intentions.

Just as Abatai circled upstream, he quickly reached the cavalry on the left wing, but the number of Ming army cavalry was very small, and his Jinyiwei cavalry was only 3,000.

Of course, that's enough.

He has done something that costs tens of thousands of dollars, let alone three thousand to six thousand.

At this time, the Ming army's artillery bombardment on Jinzhou began. This time, it was not only the twenty-four red cannons, but there were ten special cannons on the Ming army's artillery positions. This item was installed on four-wheeled trucks made of thick wood. It was a short and thick copper tube with the muzzle raised upwards and a large angle, but it was thinner behind it, looking like an elongated copper bell...

Uh, this is a mortar.

This kind of thing that is actually an enlarged version of the tiger squat cannon is as simple as playing for those Ming craftsmen.

However, the tiger squat cannons used to be cast with pig iron. This time, His Majesty the Emperor generously took out a pile of brass and asked them to use this kind of thing that can be used as coins to cast. Of course, copper casting is much simpler than iron casting, because of the tight time, a total of ten gates were cast, and all of them were pulled to the Jinzhou front line.

Just as the red cannons began to roar, ten small mortar cannons also roared, and shells that soared into the sky flew over 15,000 meters with the whistling sound of falling from high altitude. In the astonished eyes of the Qing army on the city wall, they crossed the city wall and smashed into the city. Then, amid a series of explosions, dazzling fire balls exploded like fireworks.

Well, this is a flowering bullet.

Wooden-pipe fuses are not high-tech things. Also, there is no difficulty in casting a hollow ball of cast iron. It is indeed not easy to cast a hollow ball as a whole, but it is very simple to cast two hemispheres and then weld them. Due to the strength problem, this thing cannot withstand the pressure of the Red Barbarian cannon easily breaks in the barrel, but the short-barrel mortar cannon has no problem. In other words, the shells are prone to tragedy of only two halves when bombed, but Yang Feng did not expect this thing to kill the enemy in the shrapnel like modern shells. Its main responsibility is to set fire. The shells are not only filled with flames, but also...

Silver powder.

White phosphorus is still too exaggerated. White phosphorus is not easy to find and is more dangerous to use, but silver powder is very simple.

Ten flowering bullets that exploded like fireworks, because it was difficult to aim at the city wall, did not really hit the Qing army. Only one accidentally killed two Qing soldiers, but their sparks burst into flames quickly ignited the city of Jinzhou, which was covered with wooden buildings.

The Qing army, who had experienced this experience, quickly cursed and ran to put out the fire.

However, this is just the beginning.

Because the ten small mortars outside the city were quickly loaded, and then they sprayed flames into the sky again, and the range obtained by throwing the ballistic high allowed the shells filled with gunpowder and silver powder to easily land in the city. As they fell, the gunpowder in the wood pipe fuse burned to the end, and through the small holes reserved on the pipe wall, the gunpowder loaded in the shells instantly detonated. The explosion of the gunpowder ignited the mixed aluminum powder again.

Fireworks bloom again.

"This thing is good. Then stop the red cannon first. The emperor has not allowed to cross the river anyway. He will burn it with this thing first."

Tang Yu said gloatingly.

He was the commander of the Ming army. General Tang has always been the imperial assistant of His Majesty because of his meditation and stability. Of course, he is no longer the general now. He is the left governor of the imperial guards who had just been established.

Yang Feng combined the troops in the army at this time into imperial guards. Wu Sangui was the Grand Governor, Tang Yu was the left Governor, Gao Di, the General of Shanhaiguan, was the Right Governor, and Huang Fei was appointed as the General of the Navy. Of course, Governor Huang's main task is to be responsible for the maritime transportation between the north and the south. The operations of the imperial guards were led by Zhang Mingzhen and Huang Binqing. This Northern Line Battle was led by Tang Yu, commanding the two generals of Cao Youyi and Liu Zhaoji, and the general of the navy, Zhang Mingzhen, and a total of 30,000 troops under his command.

Of course, there is also the Jinyiwei, who is the emperor's personal soldier.

"Governor, why not just do your best to cross the river while the chaos and then attack the city directly!"

Liu Zhaoji said.

The water of Xiaoling River is not deep, so you can directly cross the river and attack.

"It's better to be safer. Order the troops to form formations and prepare to reinforce Your Majesty!"

Tang Yu looked west and said.

The dust that countless cavalry ran and rolled up there was clearly visible, and the Jinyiwei and more than 2,000 cavalry led by His Majesty the Emperor were already standing in line, and a great battle was about to begin.
Chapter completed!
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