Even the fiercest artillery fire will be over at some point!

Finally, after firing nearly 10,000 shells in just five minutes, the Ming army's shelling stopped. It was not that they were willing to stop, but they had to stop because they had run out of shells.

When the bombardment stopped, the world finally fell into silence again.

The choking gunpowder smoke was blown away by the river wind, and the Qing troops finally emerged from the stormy waves. They all looked around in astonishment.

"It's over!!"

Abatai, who finally led thousands of cavalry to retreat to the gate of Nanjing during the bombardment, and even almost hid in the city gate, was stunned. Although the battlefield was still shrouded in gunpowder smoke, he could still see the edge of the battlefield.

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At this time, wherever he could see, there was the same appearance everywhere - many corpses lying in random directions, injured soldiers groaning in pain in a pool of blood, and thighs that had been blown away were everywhere.

Arms and rags, even the broken trees were stained with white brains. I don't know how many soldiers had their arms and legs blown off, crying heartbreakingly in a pool of blood.

Listening to the heart-wrenching cries coming from the smoke, looking at the soldiers around him who were lucky enough to survive like him, their faces were full of panic and uneasiness, and even their eyes showed fear. It was difficult for Abatai to get past them.

The group of arrogant soldiers and generals are connected together. Is this still the Batulu of the Qing Dynasty?

In fact, everyone was stunned from the bottom of their hearts.

It’s not that they were stunned, it’s that they really didn’t know how to withstand such an explosion. After witnessing the tragic scene of people’s heads falling to the ground during the explosion, fear naturally rose in their hearts. After all, when faced with something that cannot be resisted, everyone

Everyone will feel fear.

In fact, it was more than just fear! When they were escaping from the sea of ​​fire, countless people were so frightened that their legs relaxed and their crotches became wet.

Even the soul that was blown up at this moment has not fully recovered yet.

This explosion is too scary.

When many of them were escaping, they even saw pieces of broken intestine meat falling on their horses and bodies. It was unknown how many people were killed by the explosion.

Now even though the shelling has ended, they still look up at the sky with lingering fear. They are afraid that another round of shells will fall on their heads.

"Master Beile, this matter cannot last forever!"

Feeling that the Ming army on the city wall seemed to be moving, Turge and others said one after another.

Abate nodded, and he was clearly riding on his horse. When he left the base of the city wall, he didn't even pay attention to the bright dogs on the wall. Those people were not soldiers, just dogs! They didn't even respect the watchdogs!

Ah, I'm afraid that even the watchdog knows how to bark twice, but these people don't even dare to go to sleep.

Breathing the choking smoke and looking at the dead bodies on the ground, Abatai couldn't help but feel chilled in his heart. If this kind of bombardment happened a few more times, I'm afraid... everyone would really be dead.

Thinking of this, Abatai began to worry about the future of the Qing Dynasty. Can such a war be fought? It must be impossible to fight. If wars continue like this in the future, they will probably be killed by the Ming army before they can kill them.

It was blasted clean.

Could this be the fate of the Qing Dynasty?

Those soldiers who were lucky enough to survive looked at everything in front of them with dull expressions. The wounded soldiers were still crying heart-piercingly, all of which reminded everyone of the brutality of the shelling.

"Master Beile, the Ming army is coming to kill you!"

"oh……"

Looking blankly at the Ming army that was coming like a wave, Abatai's mind sank.

In fact, before the bombardment, when the sentry cavalry spotted a large Ming army troop suddenly appearing on the left wing, Abatai felt an ominous feeling in his heart. It was not just the fierce artillery fire that did not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy that destroyed his soldiers.

There is no distinction between north and south, but because he suddenly realized that he was trapped in a tight siege!

In fact, all armies throughout the ages have been afraid of being surrounded!

Being surrounded often means a dead end!

Moreover, these Qing troops had been fighting for several hours, and they were lucky enough to survive the intensive artillery fire. At this time, they simply couldn't muster any fighting spirit, especially as many Qing troops had not yet recovered from the shelling.

Come, facing the coming Ming army, they can't form a formation at all, and they can't organize resistance.

Except for the thousands of troops led by Abatai and Turg who saw the opportunity early in the periphery and withdrew in time, and were able to form formations to organize counterattacks, the Qing troops were unable to move forward at least for a short period of time, let alone the missiles.

Unable to go up, even those Ming troops on the battlefield who were also heavily bombed have begun to fight back. They used knives to easily end the disoriented Qing troops...

What should we do now?

Fight or withdraw?

Facing the Ming army that was approaching with great momentum, Abatai felt that everyone's eyes were looking at him. People's faces were different, but some of them could be seen clearly - no one had the will to fight.

"Can you leave?"

Abate asked casually.

Everyone was silent for a while...

Let’s go, how?

Even if they could escape the present moment, how could they escape across the Yangtze River?

"Master Beile, we still have several thousand troops in the north of the Yangtze River. If we can cross the river, we will have a chance to unite..."

In the human circle in Jiangbei - in fact, in the captured county, there are still hundreds of thousands of plundered Han people. According to the original plan, these people will be brought back to Liaodong after they return from Nanjing. Now...

Turg reminded Abate and said to himself.

"This is the case at the beginning, how can we save the overall situation..."

Even if he goes back, how can the emperor let him go? He has lost so many soldiers and generals, not to mention Baile, even his life may not be saved.

Seeing Lord Beile's demoralization, Turge said urgently.

"Master Beile, at least you can bring the surviving troops back to the Qing Dynasty!"

Just when Turge finished speaking, Hou Fangyu, who was originally worried at the side, said hurriedly.

"Master Beile, slave, slave, I have another plan!"

In fact, Hou Fangyu himself didn't know how he survived the explosion. However, after escaping the violent explosion, he saw that the situation was not good. He originally wanted to escape, but how?

He has already shaved his head.

Besides, everyone in Nanjing City also knew that Hou Fangyu had surrendered to the Donglu!

There is only one way to survive - to escape to Liaodong. As long as he reaches the Qing Dynasty, he will be safe. Not only is he safe, he may even have a chance to prosper. As long as the emperor can realize his talent, the Qing Dynasty will be full of people.

What a great place to use it!

But, how to escape to the Qing Dynasty?

It was easy for him to escape on his own, just shave off the braid on the back of his head, and then pretend to be a monk and escape outside the customs.

But how can he show his talents in this way?

If we want to escape, we must take all these people outside the customs.

"you……"

Turge stared at Hou Fangyu and scolded sharply.

"If you hadn't encouraged Mr. Baylor in the first place, how could we have been trapped in Nanjing!"

When he said this, Abatai immediately came back to his senses, and the way he stared at Hou Fangyu also changed.

Yes, if I hadn't believed this villain's slander, how could I have ended up in Nanjing? I didn't even achieve the goal of corrupting Southern Zhili. How many people were killed? How many cities were plundered?

It seems that it is indeed this villain who has landed me in this situation.

Staring at Hou Fangyu, Abatai's eyes changed somewhat. His father was the Minister of the Ming Dynasty. His grandfather, uncle and clan members all died at the hands of the Qing Dynasty. How could he be surrendered to the Qing Dynasty? He was willing to surrender to the Qing Dynasty.

Serve the Qing Dynasty?

With this thought in his mind, Abate's eyes became increasingly murderous.

Feeling that Lord Beile was looking at him unkindly, and Turge's words, Hou Fangyu's heart tightened, and he hurriedly knelt on the ground, kowtowing and crying.

"Master Beile, I am very loyal to the Qing Dynasty. I never dare to have second thoughts. Please tell me from Lord Beile that this time I did not calculate something. But I am willing to atone for my sins. I have another plan, Master Beile."

Feeling the murderous intent in Lord Baylor's eyes, Hou Fangyu, who was crying and his nose was full of runny nose, kowtowed again and said.
Chapter completed!