"Zhao Rujiao!"

Du Du said three words coldly from his mouth.

He will never forget it. Just over a year ago, Yang Feng, who was only Jiang Ningbo, led an army of less than 40,000 people and surrounded Shengjing, which had 80,000 troops.

The poisonous smoke cartridges emitting white smoke devoured the lives of countless Qing dynasties like devils. Even Huang Taiji's eldest son Haoge died on the spot. In order to get Yang Feng to withdraw his troops, Huang Taiji had to send his two daughters out of the city and hand them over to Yang Feng.

Such a great humiliation cannot be forgotten by everyone in the Qing Dynasty. In order to avenge revenge, the entire Qing Dynasty was lying on firewood, tasting gall, and pursuing horses, and constantly showing goodwill to the Ming Dynasty on the surface, and even put forward humiliation conditions such as reprimanding the resumption of the trade.

However, the Ming Dynasty emperor was unmoved by all this. Zhu Youxiao even ordered the nine borders to strictly guard the border, and did not allow any weapons or food to fall outside the pass.

In order to raise funds to get enough iron to make cannons and muskets, Huang Taiji personally called on the Qing Dynasty to donate money, and took the lead in donating some of the gold, silver and jewelry of himself and the concubines in the harem, raising more than four million taels of silver, and purchased hundreds of thousands of kilograms of fine iron and medicine from those Shanxi merchants who were tempted by money.

It’s a pity that the blacksmiths who were plundered were still not good at all. They still cannot perfectly imitate the kind of muskets and cannons used by Jiangning’s military, otherwise why would the Qing Dynasty be afraid of them?

Looking at the Ming army a mile away, Du Du said coldly: "Come here, call Tong Yangxing for me."

“How…”

A Goshha took the order and soon Tong Yangxing, wearing three layers of armor, strode over and bowed to Du Du and said, "Tong Yangxing has met an adult."

"Tong Yangxing!"

Du Du looked at Tong Yangxing and asked indifferently: "For more than a year, Your Majesty has not hesitated to order all civil and military officials to reduce their clothes and diet, and also to adapt your Han army flag into a firearm battalion. I wonder how your firearm battalion is compared with the Jiangning army now?"

"this!"

Tong Yangxing's expression became a little embarrassed. His family knew his own affairs and had been fiddling with firearms for more than a year. Compared with the firearms obtained by the Liaodong Army, the firearms of his own are one-third worse than others' range and power. But what do you want him to say about this?

"Forget it!"

Seeing Tong Yangxing's appearance, Du Du also knew that his problem had indeed touched the pain point of others. He waved his hand and pointed to the Ming army at the foot of the mountain and asked, "Look, can your artillery reach those Ming army?"

"sure!"

Tong Yangxing just glanced and made a judgment without thinking.

"That's good!"

Du Du's face was filled with a hint of harshness, "Go back immediately and concentrate all the artillery to kill all those Nikans!"

"Yeah!"

Tong Yangxing hesitated for a moment, but then responded loudly.

Soon, accompanied by more than ten muffled thunder sounds, dozens of projectiles rushed from the mountainside toward the Ming army at the foot of the mountain with a dull whistling sound.

"Swoosh..."

A projectile the size of a bowl hit a war horse with a whistling sound. The rather majestic war horse and the knight who was feeding the horse turned into a blood mist in an instant.

After breaking through with people and horses, the projectile continued to rush forward for a long distance, killing and injuring two cavalrymen before exhausting their kinetic energy and stopping their beating.

The sudden artillery bombardment caught the Ming army off guard, and the solemn formation began to become chaotic for a moment. Seeing this, many officers quickly ordered the cavalry to disperse and retreat immediately.

Looking at the Ming cavalry retreating like a tide, Du Du and many Qing generals on the hillside laughed and many people even laughed and scolded in the direction of the Ming army's retreat.

By the time Zhao Rujiao arrived, his cavalry had retreated to a place three miles away from Heisha Ridge.

"You really make me feel better!"

Seeing that he was so dirty that he was so angry that his face was as good as the bottom of a pot, pointing at the officers and soldiers, he didn't know what to say.

In order to win the vanguard position this time, Zhao Ruijiao spent a lot of effort, but now the team was attacked by the opponent as soon as they arrived at Heisha Ridge. More than ten brothers were damaged before they even saw the enemy. This was a shame.

He called a guerrilla general who had just joined the army.

"When the Heisha Ridge was bombarded, did you see clearly the location and specific number of the opponent's artillery?"

The guerrilla general replied: "Because it was too chaotic, the last general did not see clearly, but there must be thirty or forty gates."

"Thirty or forty doors?"

Zhao Rujiao's face became very ugly. Unexpectedly, after more than a year, the Qing Tartars quietly created so many artillery pieces.

The guerrilla saw Zhao Rujiao silent and asked, "Sir, what should we do now? Should we launch an attack on Heishaling?"

"No!"

Zhao Rujiao shook his head.

"The situation has changed. We can't act according to the original plan. I will take my brothers to stand by and then send you to the night to investigate the movements around you. You will immediately report this to the governor and the marquis."

Soon, the guerrilla general reported the matter to Sun Chengzong and Yang Feng.

"The Tartars also have artillery, and there are quite a lot of them?"

Sun Chengzong and Yang Feng, who received the report, looked at each other, and both of them saw the look of surprise in each other's eyes.

Yang Feng asked: "Governor, you have been in Liaodong for several years and know the Tatars best. Have you ever seen the Tatars use artillery on a large scale?"

"No!"

Sun Chengzong shook his head: "The Tartars do have artillery, but they are nothing more than some general artillery and imitation red artillery. Although these artillery are powerful, they are too bulky and can be used to defend the city, but they cannot be used for field battles. This time, the Tartars actually laid so many artillery in Heisha Ridge, which shows......"

"This means that the Tartars had planned it long ago, or the Tartars had cast many light-weight artillery during this period, maybe..."

Speaking of this, Yang Feng said to the guerrilla who came to report the message: "It is right that your general did not launch an attack on Heishaling as planned. This marquis estimates that the Tartars not only cast new cannons, but perhaps even the muskets have begun to be cast."

"What...how is this possible?"

Everyone was a little disbelief, and Sun Chengzong shook his head and said, "This is impossible. The casting of muskets is quite complicated. Even the military battles in the capital cannot create excellent muskets. How can the Tartars build them?"

Yang Feng said: "It may not be possible to create the exact same one, but it is still possible to imitate it."

“Imitation?”

Sun Chengzong was stunned, thoughtful and then slowly said: "Marquis Jiangning, are you talking about..."

Yang Feng glanced at the generals around him, shouting a faint sneer: "Governor, it should not be difficult to get a few muskets sold to you by Benhou from the hands of the Liaodong Army. As long as you can get these muskets, can you imitate them?"
Chapter completed!