The Hongyi cannon was in full bloom, and with one shot it was destroyed by dozens of feet. All the men and horses were blown to pieces, destroying any chance of survival.[
Die together, on top of the city, everyone understands the meaning of the waving military flag.
The tears couldn't stop flowing. Who knows that men don't shed tears?
How majestic, the new Jinzhou General Shi!
What a tragedy, the new Jinzhou General Shi!
If you don't become a benevolent person, you will become a ghost. What feats in the world are more admirable than dying together!
If a general does not fight, he must not fight, and Jinzhou will become famous among the people!
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Li Fu, a guerrilla in the artillery camp, kept shaking his hands and looked at Wu Xiang with choked eyes: "Zhentai, should we fire this artillery or not?"
Wu Xiang was flustered. Although he had a history of abandoning friendly forces, he still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart by blasting his own people with cannons like this. What's more, Shi Bu was too tragic, so tragic that he, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, could not wave his hand.
Ordered to fire.
Liu Zeqing couldn't bear to shoot. Considering that Shi Bu was a direct descendant of the governor, he whispered: "Let's ask Mr. Futai."
"That's fine."
Wu Xiang did not dare to delay. The Jin army was about to encircle Shi's troops. If he did not fire his artillery, it would be too late. He ran towards Qiu Hejia in three steps and then asked in a hurry: "Please tell me clearly, Mr. Futai, I
Did the army fire artillery?"
Qiu Hejia looked ten years older, with a sallow face like a dying person. He stared at Shi Dayong's blurry figure again and again, raised his head in pain, as if he was doing the most difficult thing to decide in his life, and slowly
He opened his mouth and said: "Since Da Yong wants to be a benevolent person, I can't let him down. Mr. Wu, please give the order to fire."
"Sir?" Zheng Guo wanted to persuade, but he didn't know how to speak. It was not firing the cannon, and even less so not firing the cannon. He said "Alas" and stamped his feet, his face full of frustration.
Zu Dalue, Zu Kuan, Xia Chengde, Lu Pinqi and other Liaodong generals could not hide their distress, and the city was surprisingly quiet.
Wu Xiang hesitated for a moment, nodded, and his eyes fell on Li Fu. The latter trembled all over and walked toward the gun emplacement in incomprehensible grief. Every step he took felt like a heavy weight under his feet.
He took the torch from the gunner, cast a last glance towards the city, turned away and lit the fuse, thinking silently in his heart: General Shi, brothers, go with ease! As long as we are alive during the Qingming Festival and Double Ninth Festival, brothers will definitely meet
Burn some paper money for you...
Everyone hoped that the fuse could be longer and burn longer, but just like a banquet in the world, the fuse finally burned to the end.
"boom!"[
The moment the fire flashed into the chamber, the silent Hongyi cannon seemed to burst into life, roaring into the distance with an earth-shaking roar.
The moment the Hongyi cannon sounded, Qiu Hejia suddenly felt weak and fell backwards, as if the oil had run out.
………
The sea breeze blowing from the Bohai Sea gently blew on the cheeks, cleansing the hearts of the soldiers who fought to the death.
Perhaps God also felt the tragedy of the human world, and mercifully blew up the cool breeze.
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the dark clouds on the eastern horizon are instantly dense, and the waves are coming towards Jinzhou in different shapes.
Wind, strong wind!
The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying!
Weijiahai is here, and the warriors are here!
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Extending his nose and taking a deep sniff of the slightly fishy sea breeze, Shi Dayong smiled with satisfaction. He knew that this might be his last deep breath in the human world.
Love the country, love the beauty even more. Which hero would rather be alone?
He is a good man, full of courage, ambitious and heroic, and is famous all over the world.
Life is only a few autumns, don’t give up until you get drunk...
It's a pity that I don't have a bowl of strong liquor on hand, otherwise I would really get drunk and die.
There is nothing to regret. In my previous life, I was just a dawdling gambler. I never thought I could do anything big, let alone die such a tragic death. In this life, God has given me a chance, although this chance is so exciting.
It is painful to be helpless, but after all, I have worked hard and cheered up. Now, there is nothing to regret.
You only have one life and only one choice.
Since I have chosen to die for the Ming Dynasty, which is facing the sunset, since I have chosen to die for the eternal emperor Zhuang Lie in my heart, since I have chosen to die for the Han family, there is nothing else that I cannot let go of at this moment.
Relatives, hometown, friends, subordinates, mentors, everything is so far away.
In front of me, there are only all the evil Manchu ghosts.
But come and die, that's enough!
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"Kill, kill the Army of Light!"
Seeing that the heavy armor of the Ming army could no longer fight, the Eight Banners warriors were as brave as cattle and as energetic as the sky. Nearly a thousand cavalry were scattered on the flat land up to two miles wide, encircling the Ming army like a tide.
The anxious soldiers of the Eight Banners couldn't wait to jump off their horses, then swaggered to the Ming soldiers who were waiting for death, pulled them off their horses without any effort, and then cut off their heads.
The Niulus didn't believe that the Ming army at the top of the city would fire cannons, and Beiyu Huli didn't believe it either, nor did their flag leader Azig.
Because these Ming soldiers are warriors, warriors respected by their opponents. Who in the world would fire on their own warriors?
As usual, the Ming army really knows how to fire artillery.
As they were about to approach the heavily armored Ming soldiers who were struggling to their death, suddenly, a scream sounded from the top of Jinzhou City in the distance. Before the warriors could react, a "boom" exploded in the crowd.
The red brick made of stones, iron pieces, and lead exploded the moment it hit the ground, and then exploded rapidly in all directions.
The seeds that burst out at high speed harvest human lives like wheat.
Hundreds of Jin soldiers fell on their backs.
Bodies sliced into pieces continued to fall in the sky.
The screams of men, the neighing of horses, the battlefield, hell on earth.
The first red cannon shot was less than ten feet away from Shi Dayong.
A golden soldier's palm was blown off and flew towards Shi Dayong with the long knife in his hand. After gently blocking it, Shi Dayong did not move, and neither did the soldiers behind him.
"Boom, boom, boom" several more cannons exploded among the Jin army. The explosions only made the Jin army howl like ghosts and howls, but also made the young Twelve Bel Azig's face change greatly.
Suddenly, the young Baylor understood the Ming general. He finally understood why the Ming army continued to advance even though its heavy armor could no longer fight.
It turns out that they want to die together with me, the Eight Banners warriors!
What a ruthless general!
Azig's cheeks twitched involuntarily. He knew that under the bombardment of the Ming army's Hongyi artillery, Hu Li's two Niu Lu were finished.
But he didn't feel bad, let alone regret it. On the contrary, he thought it was worth it, because the Ming army's Hongyi artillery would also kill the biggest threat to the Jin Kingdom.
A mere two to three hundred heavy armored cavalry, no matter how powerful they were, could not affect the overall situation. The real threat was the courage and bloodiness shown by those Ming soldiers.
If all the Ming soldiers were like the Ming general and his men outside Jinzhou City, then Dajin would be able to defeat the Ming Dynasty.
Blow it up, the harder it is, the better!
Qiu Hejia, what you are shooting at is the backbone of your wise people, the backbone of your wise people.
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Several rounds of red barbarian cannons exploded accurately and accidentally in the attacking Jin army formation, but that was the end of the good luck.
Finally, a cannon landed impartially behind Shi Dayong.