"No……"

Du Du, who was commanding the soldiers to attack, shouted in despair. Behind him clearly saw a large area of ​​projectiles pounced on his team like dark clouds. Countless warriors of the Great Jin Kingdom were knocked to the ground like broken sacks. The entire square fell down like a cornfield blown by the strong wind.

Seeing that the square formation that was rushing to the front was swept away, Du Du's heart was bleeding. These people were the bravest and good warriors of Zhenglan Banner. If they could face the enemy several times and defeat them on the front cold weapon battlefield, they would die meaninglessly now.

Du Du's heart was bleeding at this moment. He wanted to let the warriors disperse again, but the frontal battle formation of the Jiangning Army was so big. Where can your formation be dispersed? Besides, why did any general in ancient times have to emphasize formation when fighting? Isn't it because in the cold weapon era, the troops can only maintain a strict formation to have combat effectiveness? Otherwise, they would all be like a piece of loose sand, and the consequences would be the end of being wiped out one by one by the enemy.

"Boom...boom..."

The second round of artillery fired again, and the projectiles that hit high-speed were splashing with splashing blood and broken limbs. Countless Hou Jin soldiers wailed in the pool of blood, and the entire square formation turned into a Shura field. Even in such a scene, Nurhaci, who was two miles away, could not bear to look at it.

"Yang Feng is a demon... These Ming soldiers are also a group of demons!"

Dorgon, who had been staying behind Nurhaci, shouted loudly, and his hand pointed to the front was trembling and his face turned pale. As Nurhaci's 14th son, Dorgon was actually very popular with Nurhaci.

The reason why Nurhaci stayed by his side this time was because he wanted to give Dorgon, fourteen years old this year, to see what the real war was like. Dorgon did not disappoint Nurhaci's expectations. He learned along the way eagerly, how to march, how to fight, how to set up camps, etc. His efforts were also praised by Nurhaci, but today Dorgon felt that his outlook on life was broken.

Dorgon is only fourteen years old now, and at best he can only be called a young man. In the past concept, the two armies fought against each other, and they set up a formation with each other and shot each other. With their own courage and experience, they were the heroes who won. But now the scene in front of him broke his inherent concept. They had not even met the Ming army yet. The other party only fired a few rounds of cannons. The brave and invincible Dajin warriors in the past were knocked to the ground like fragile babies.

"What's wrong with this world? Is Changshengtian really going to abandon the Great Jin Kingdom?" Dorgon sighed helplessly in his heart.

It was not only Dorgon who was shocked. Nurhaci turned his head with a pale face and asked Daishan and Amin behind him: "Is this how you two defeated by Yang Feng in Jinzhou last time?"

The two men with the same face nodded at the same time. Finally, Amin gritted their teeth and said, "Khan, last time, they gathered more than 20,000 troops of the Inlaid Red Flag and the Inlaid Blue Flag to besiege the Jiangning Army. They originally thought they could be captured, but in the end, Chen and Da Beile fled. The reason was not that Chen and others were incompetent, but that the Jiangning Army's firearms were too sharp and could not be fought against by manpower."

In Kucaoling, Amin and Dai Shanlian joined forces to destroy the Jiangning army, but Yang Feng knocked him back and was beaten to death. In that battle, more than 20,000 troops suffered more than 6,000 casualties. In addition, Dai Shan lost thousands of people under Jinzhou City, and the number of casualties exceeded 10,000. This was the most serious casualties since the founding of the Great Gion Kingdom, and it was also a stain that Dai Shan and Amin could not erase.

Daishan and Amin were actually indescribable to say about this. Although they and the generals of the Inlaid Red Flag and the Inlaid Blue Flag who participated in the battle repeatedly explained the power of Jiangning's arms, the more they explained it, the more they became their quibbling in order to shirk responsibility.

To be honest, Nurhaci was actually skeptical about the explanations of these two people.

Although he also knew that the possibility of Daishan, Amin and dozens of generals from the two flags of the Red and Blue flags joining together to coax themselves was almost zero, he still did not believe that there were such a terrible firearms in this world. After all, humans always doubted things they had never seen before. But today when he witnessed all this with his own eyes, he finally understood that it turned out that Daishan and Amin had not coaxed themselves, but they said that the power of the firearms was too small.

Looking at the Zhenglan Banner's infantry who suffered heavy casualties under the artillery fire of the Jiangning Army, Nurhaci murmured: "Is the firearm so powerful?"

At this time, Dorgon, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but speak out: "Father Khan, please order the fifth brother to retreat quickly. If he continues to fight, all his people will be lost!"

"No!" Before Nurhaci could speak, Huang Taiji, who was standing beside him, quickly said: "If you retreat at this time, wouldn't the warriors in front of you die in vain? Now you should seize the time to rush over. As long as you can rush to the Jiangning Army, you can defeat the Jiangning Army's square formation in one fell swoop."

"Yes!" Nurhaci looked at Huang Taiji with approval and said loudly: "Although so many people have been damaged just now, these warriors were not sacrificed in vain. Haven't you seen it? Now Du Du has led his army to their formation. Because the Ming army's artillery is too close, it is our turn to show its power, Yue Tuo!"

"I'm here!" Yue Tuo, the tyrannical and powerful master of the Zhenghong Banner, stood up!

Nurhaci sternly said: "You will immediately lead the five thousand Zhenghong Banner warriors to follow the Zhenglan Banner. When they break into the Ming army's phalanx, you will immediately rush in. You must completely disrupt their formation and then completely eliminate them! By the way, then Yang Feng, I want to live, I will hang him with a bowstring in front of everyone!"

"Well... I obey the order!" Yue Tuo responded loudly and then left.

Looking at Yue Tuo's figure leaving, Dai Shan's eyes were a little complicated. Since he returned from defeat in the last attack on Jinzhou, Nurhaci took the opportunity to take Zhenghongqi back from him and hand it over to his son Yue Tuo. Of course, Nurhaci's reason was also very high-sounding. Yue Tuo has grown up now. As Dai Shan's eldest son, he should share his father's worries, and it is legitimate to take over Zhenghongqi.

It has to be said that Nurhaci caught Dai Shan off guard with this move. Dai Shan, who originally had the red and two flags of the inlaid red, was the most powerful prince except Nurhaci. Now he has been divided into half of his strength by Nurhaci, especially after the inlaid red flag's energy was severely damaged, such a blow was even more fatal.

Some people may say that Yue Tuo is your own son. What's wrong with handing over Zhenghongqi to him? Anyway, this piece of fat is still rotten in the pot.

But those who know the inside story know that Yue Tuo and he, the old man, have never been incompatible, and Dai Shan has also seen this eldest son dislike him. Just a few years ago, Dai Shan actually seized Yue Tuo's mansion. Finally, he was scolded by Nurhaci and had to return the mansion to Yue Tuo. From this, we can see how bad the relationship between the father and son is.

But Nurhaci was unable to say anything against Daishan when he did this. As a great Khan, I was also a grandfather and I distributed your troops to your son and my grandson in advance. Is there anything wrong with this? So Nurhaci's move was simply stabbed Daishan in the waist, not to mention how uncomfortable he felt.

Since Zhenghongqi lost its strength in the battle between Jinzhou and Kucaoling last year, even the inlaid red flag has fallen into Yue Tuo's hands. Daishan, who was originally the strongest among the princes, suddenly became the bottom. He was not tough without soldiers in his hands, so this time the cavalry attacked Daishan in Jinzhou, played the role of clay sculpture Bodhisattva. He didn't speak anything and was concentrating on being his mute.

Looking at Yue Tuo's leaving back, Dai Shan's expression was very complicated. If it were according to the Han algorithm, Yue Tuo was his eldest son and should have inherited everything in the future. Moreover, Yue Tuo showed his military talent very early. At the age of sixteen, he made great contributions to the battle between Dai Shan and Nurhaci. It is said that with such a capable son Dai Shan, he should be happy to stay by his side and teach carefully, but the facts are exactly the opposite.

Yuetuo's mother, Li Jia, died in his early years. His stepmother and Daishan were both mean to him. Therefore, the eldest concubine Meng Guzhezhe (Huang Taiji's biological mother) was ordered to raise him with Huang Taiji, so Yuetuo had a good personal relationship with Huang Taiji, which also led to Daishan hating Yuetuo more and more.

Now that he saw Yue Tuo being ordered to attack the Jiangning Army, Dai Shan was very struggling. He hoped that Yue Tuo was defeated by the Jiangning Army, but he did not want the red flag to be damaged too much. This contradictory mood made him feel particularly uncomfortable.

On the battlefield, because the Later Jin army was very close to the phalanx, all the artillery had to retreat into the phalanx. Rows of soldiers also stood in front of the phalanx with muskets. After many battles, the Jiangning Army also grew up quickly. Although countless Later Jin soldiers were rushing towards them with weapons, they could still stand quietly in place and look at the scene in front of them with cold and calm eyes. In their eyes, these seemingly fierce enemies were just like a lead bullet.

When the enemy entered a distance of 150 meters, one of the first row of the square held the general with a sword high and issued a loud order: "The first row... prepare... raise the gun..."

"put!"

After the general's voice fell, a row of deafening gunshots immediately rang out.

Accompanied by neat gunfire and fire, lead bullets rushed out of the muzzle at a speed of 500 meters per second and rushed forward quickly.

Although the accuracy of the "brown bass" was not very high when it was fired at a distance of 150 meters, after more than 200 people from three square formations opened fire together, the dense fire still hit sixty or seventy Later Jin Tartars. Although the range of the bore gun was not high and it was not very accurate to shoot, the 0.71-inch lead bullet was not given for nothing.

This thing is comparable to the Dam bullets in later generations. After the soft lead bullet hits the target, it will immediately turn into various shapes and transmit all the huge kinetic energy to the opponent. After being shot at this distance, the Jin Tartars could not resist even if they wore two layers of heavy armor.

The distance of 150 meters is only more than ten or twenty times for those who are running at full speed. The group of marching armored men who rushed to the front looked at the Ming army who was almost close to him, and they had too many of their companions killed or injured. The road to charge was accompanied by blood and corpses almost the whole process. Looking at the companions who kept wailing and tragically died, they vowed to make the cowardly Han people pay ten times a hundred times the price.

Eumus is a Niu Lu of Zhenglan Banner's Bing Armor and a famous warrior of Zhenglan Banner. Just now, nearly a hundred people under his command lost 300 stairs. Such a huge loss was something he had never encountered before. Looking at the Ming army holding muskets in front of him, an angry flame appeared in his eyes. He vowed to cut off all the heads of these Ming army to extinguish his anger. He held high the heavy shield and mace in his hand and screamed wildly!

"The warriors of the Great Jin, rush... kill those cowardly dogs!"

"Bang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was rushing in front and was hit by a lead bullet. The huge impact force made a big hole in the wooden shield in his hand. Then the seriously deformed lead bullet hit his chest again. He felt that his chest was hit hard and fell to the ground.

"Am I going to die?"

This was the first reaction of Emusi who was lying on the ground. He wanted to stand up, but the armor on his body was too heavy. In addition, the severe pain from his chest made him work hard several times but failed. This also made him unable to watch his big feet pass by him. Listening to the screams coming from his ears, his heart sank to the bottom.

"The second row... open fire!"

"Bang bang bang..."

"The third row... open fire!"

The five rows of musket soldiers in front of the phalanx did not feel any slut because of the miserable situation of the Later Jin Tartars. They opened fire one row after another under the call from the officers. Moreover, as the distance between the two sides approached, their shooting accuracy became higher and higher. When the Later Jin Tartars rushed to a distance of 70 meters from the phalanx, they had all completed a round of volleys, and no matter how volleys fired, seven or eight hundred corpses fell down in front of them.

In the attack formation of Zhenglan Banner, Eumus finally struggled to get up. He lowered his head and checked his chest, and found that the lead bullet just now had just penetrated the cotton armor and scale armor he was wearing on the outermost, and the chain mail inside was not penetrated.

Before he could be happy, a loud shout came from his ear, followed by a severe pain on his face. It turned out that he was whipped by someone.
Chapter completed!