Listening to the explosions one after another, Emperor Chongzhen clenched his hanging hands. He was familiar with the historical context and knew very well that the future battlefield would definitely be an era where hot weapons would rule the roost.

Generally speaking, the Chinese were the first nation to use gunpowder and firearms on the battlefield. Their origins can be traced back to the middle and late Tang Dynasty. They developed rapidly in the Song Dynasty, and the firearms that appeared in the Yuan and Ming dynasties began to become diverse.

However, due to various factors, Western firearms technology slowly caught up and even left China far behind.

'After this war is over, we must gather together firearms experts from this era, even Western firearms experts, to vigorously develop firearms.'

Looking at the scene of continuous artillery fire ahead, Emperor Chongzhen looked serious and said secretly in his heart: 'If you want to truly defeat the Jianlu on the battlefield, it is not enough to rely on cold weapons alone. You must find ways to develop and strengthen the firearms force.

The Ming army must learn the techniques and tactics of lining up guns, infantry and artillery in coordination, otherwise it will be difficult to defeat the Jianlu, but this is undoubtedly the most expensive.'

When Emperor Chongzhen thought of this, he suddenly felt that he had a long way to go. In an environment of financial collapse, it was not easy to do these things well.

"The Jianlu who were guarding the city seemed to have been fooled by our army and could not find a suitable opportunity to launch a corresponding counterattack against our army."

"Yes, the Tianxiong, Zhongyong and other troops who went to war must have discussed it before the war. The rapid artillery suppression at the beginning, and the concentrated bombardment now, caused cracks to explode in some sections of the city wall."

"Look, the Tianxiong Army seems to have dispatched several troops and horses, using the shield formation as a cover, to move towards the moat area. It seems that they want to fill some passages..."

Wang Qia, Li Banghua and others, who had been watching the battle, looked at the battlefield to the west of Zunhua City and whispered about the various changes in the Tianxiong Army.

The current battle situation is very favorable to the Tianxiong army who are fighting with the artillery they carry and the powerful battlefield weapons such as Thunder Thunder, and they are even making corresponding preparations for the siege.

A situation like this also occurred in two battlefields in the north and south of Zunhua City. This was not a good thing for the Jianlu who were guarding the city.

"Damn it, how come the Ming army's artillery fires endlessly?"

Jierhalang frowned, looked at Yue Tuo and said: "Yue Tuo Beile, this is not the way to go. Send out the Mengqi, go out from the east city, and attack the Ming army!"

"No!"

Fan Wencheng looked serious and stepped forward and said: "The scale of the Ming army encircling and suppressing Zunhua this time is far greater than ours. With just over two thousand Mongolian cavalry, if they are really dispatched, they will definitely be attacked by the Ming army.

In such a small-scale battlefield, Mengqi's advantage cannot be used at all. Even if it kills a Ming army, the Ming army in other areas will not be affected at all!"

After hearing what Fan Wencheng said, every one of the Jianlu generals in the enemy tower showed angry and ferocious expressions. Apparently they had never thought that they would encounter such aggrieved people.

Condition.

"Looking at the posture of the Ming army, they will not give up until they break Zunhua!"

The silent Yue Tuo looked at the current battle situation and said in a low voice: "After the main force of the Ming army gathered in Zunhua and assumed a posture of surrounding three but one missing, they thought of today's battle situation.

This is forcing us to make a choice, either fight to the death with them, or get out of Zunhua. There are only two ways for us to choose."

As time goes by, some of the disadvantages of the Eight Banners of Jianlu, who fought in roundabout ways and entered the Daming Pass, are slowly becoming apparent.

The troops and horses that went into battle were no match for the Ming Dynasty.

You can't beat the Ming Dynasty through hard work and consumption.

The artillery of the accompanying army was no match for the Ming Dynasty.

The only advantage it has is its own tyrannical combat power, but judging from the current situation, it cannot be used at all.

"This must have been done by Chongzhen's son!"

Fan Wencheng looked a little ferocious, and gritted his teeth and said: "By holding the city together, deploying heavy troops from all over the place, dispatching elite troops to seize key areas, and digging wide trenches, I want to use this to backlog my large gold in the pass.

line of defense.

Now it is of little significance for our army to guard Zunhua. I am afraid that in this battle, Chongzhen Children will definitely mobilize a large number of artillery, hoping to use it to eat up our troops. Then they can march eastward and kill the important area of ​​Santun Camp!

Once the Santun camp is captured by the Ming army, then I, Dajin, will guard the passages in and out of the pass, even if it is completely blocked by the Ming army, then..."

Although Fan Wencheng did not continue speaking, Yue Tuo, Jierhalang and others all guessed what Fan Wencheng meant by what he said next.

What a dilemma.

"Boom boom boom..."

"Boom boom boom..."

The sound of explosions one after another kept echoing in Yue Tuo's ears. Under the cover of the rapid artillery bombardment, small groups of Ming army soldiers were dispatched, and under the protection of the shield array, they were filling the moat bit by bit, preparing for the subsequent siege.

, fill in a few more channels.

"Withdraw troops!!"

Yue Tuo, who had experienced an ideological struggle, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Immediately pass on the order, and the soldiers and horses of each banner will evacuate Zunhua alternately and retreat towards the Santun Camp area."

"What?!"

Hearing this, Jirharang was shocked and said: "You are crazy!! Withdrawing the troops at this time is violating King Khan's military order and escaping before the battle. Do you know what punishment you will receive?!"

"Don't Benbeile know this!?"

Yue Tuo, with a stern look on his face, looked at Jierhalang and roared: "With the few soldiers and horses we have, if we really fight against the Ming army, will we be able to stop the Ming army's offensive?

Don't forget, we are here to plunder the Ming Dynasty and inflict heavy damage on the Ming Dynasty, not to do something without gain at the expense of the lives of the Eight Banners athletes.

As long as the Santun Camp can be defended, as long as the Khan King can attack Qian'an City, then the Ming Dynasty will definitely be in chaos, and then it will be our time to show off our power!!"

It is undeniable that the combat power of the Jianlu Eight Banners is indeed extremely powerful. However, they are not without shortcomings. The lack of core personnel is the shortcoming that inhibits their expansion.

When the Ming Dynasty took advantage of its own strengths to overcome the enemy's weaknesses, even the powerful Jianlu could only temporarily avoid the edge to avoid excessive casualties.

"Your Majesty, something seems to be wrong. The Jianlu troops have withdrawn!?" Wang Qia frowned, looking at the number of Jianlu on the west wall, which seemed to be decreasing, and said to Emperor Chongzhen in surprise.

"What?!"
Chapter completed!