The fourth sixty-sixth chapter opens the killing ring
Wang Jian noticed the cannon aimed at him.
At this level, he is more sensitive to crises.
Generally speaking, avoiding being hit by bullets relies on this sense of crisis.
If you don't know anything and are targeted by a sniper rifle, you will be killed easily.
Not to mention warriors, as well as masters like Wang Jian, whose physical fitness is several levels higher than that of ordinary people.
Even ordinary people can detect when someone is aiming a gun at them.
Wang Jian focused part of his attention on several cannons, and continued to drive his war horses, wandering left and right, shooting out guns like dragons, easily killing several Tatars.
boom!
The artillery fired, Wang Jian quickly calculated the trajectory of the ballistics, and urged the war horse to accelerate a minute. A cannonball hit the ground from a distance of more than five meters, plowing a bloody trail.
These are all solid bullets, so as long as they are not hit, they won't do much damage.
Although the cannonball caused a certain amount of vibration when it hit the ground, it had no effect on Wang Jian.
Bang bang bang!
There was a loud sound of gunfire, but the Tatars on the city gate opened fire one after another, shooting at Wang Jian.
Wang Jian immediately dismounted his horse and got into the crowd.
The screams became more harsh and continuous, so much so that Wang Jian had to rely on other Tatars for cover.
The combat power he showed was so terrifying that in order to kill him, Huang Taiji no longer cares about anything.
Firing and firing seemed very majestic, but in fact he knew that the probability of killing Wang Jian was very low.
But no matter how low it is, there is still a probability, at least it is better than being unilaterally massacred by him.
Of course, this can also increase Wang Jian's danger and create opportunities for others to kill him.
However, even though he thought highly of Wang Jian, he still underestimated him.
Wang Jian's strength exceeded his expectations. Cannons and muskets were useless. Even the opportunities he thought he had created were still ineffective.
If Wang Jian was just a pure warrior, even if he was naturally perfect, he would be surrounded by so many soldiers and horses sooner or later.
But his greatness lies in the fact that his physical fitness far exceeds that of a warrior. He had strengthened his heart at the beginning. Later, his heart was refined with the Great Qing Dragon Vein by the Four Symbols Spiritual Refining Array, which directly brought his physical fitness to the level after the strengthened heart.
Then there was the medicinal diet made from green dragon blood and green dragon bones every day, refining qi and blood and nourishing the body every day.
Now, although his physical fitness cannot be compared with the warriors in the fantasy world, it is not bad at all.
The most important thing is that it has become stronger in all aspects, especially the functions of the internal organs, which are even more powerful.
This resulted in Wang Jian being extremely energetic now. Even after fighting for so long, he did not feel tired at all.
In addition, he obviously uses the sharpest and most labor-saving means to attack, which saves even more energy.
The killing continued, and the sound of gunfire continued. Even though he was distracted, no one was his opponent.
But over time, we will still encounter some attacks.
When a bullet hit his shoulder, the soldiers and horses around him seemed to have received the greatest encouragement, and they roared and rushed towards Wang Jian.
Sheng Yayu and others watching in the imperial city were also a little uneasy, worried about whether Wang Jian would really suffer such a disaster.
Compared to others, Wang Jian is calmer.
This is too normal. If you defend for a long time, you will lose. He is not a god. He relies on various superhuman qualities and has been very good so far.
The bullet hit his shoulder, causing him severe pain, but there was no pause or impact on his movements.
This is a quality developed from years of practicing marksmanship, which allows him to endure various influences, unswervingly draw his gun, and become sharper.
The marksmanship was as sharp as before, and the Tatars who rushed around were dying one after another, and there were more and more corpses at their feet.
Seeing that the scene became even more chaotic, he casually threw down a few grenades, quickly rose up, and left the place.
Several artillery shells were fired in the surrounding area where he was, and there were also a few bullets.
Boom boom boom!
The grenade exploded, and a dozen Tatars who were lucky enough to escape the gunfire were immediately affected by the explosion and fell into a pool of blood.
No one cares about this situation, because the situation is already in chaos at this moment, and there is no way to think about it so much.
Wang Jian got into the crowd and continued to kill, and continued to practice his marksmanship.
Only when you need to dodge will you throw one or two grenades.
This went on and on, and finally someone realized something was wrong, but there was nothing they could do.
Is it possible to retreat?
This is obviously impossible!
From a few hundred people at the beginning, to thousands later, and finally to tens of thousands when Hauge went to exterminate.
Now, all the troops around Shengjing, whether they are the Eight Banners or the Eight Han Banners, have been recruited.
This is their capital city, with the strongest military strength, even the Ming Guan Ning Jin defense line does not have much. After all, they are invaders, and the Ming Dynasty people do not dare to come out at all, so they do not need to waste too many soldiers and horses there.
The Tatars relied on this method to continuously accumulate information, and finally took advantage of the civil strife in the Ming Dynasty to steal the world in one fell swoop.
Shengjing has the largest number of troops, and they have all arrived. Except for the necessary mobile troops, everyone else is encircling and suppressing them.
Unfortunately, it is of no use, and most of the troops can only wait on the outside.
There are very few people who can really attack Wang Jian, and they don't even need to face ten people at a time.
Moreover, Wang Jian killed so quickly that it would not be possible to kill him with his own life. Instead, he would give his opponent more chances to kill him.
On the city wall, Huang Taiji, Dorgon and others were all anxious, with extremely gloomy expressions on their faces.
The dissatisfaction of the Manchu people and the invincibility of the Manchurian people seems to be a joke now.
They didn't know that hundreds of years later, there would be even more jokes like this.
"Your Majesty, what should we do now?"
Huang Taiji gritted his teeth: "Continue, no matter how big the loss is, we have to kill him. Otherwise, if he escapes and comes back next time, our losses will only be more severe."
Everyone nodded, there was no doubt that Wang Jian must be killed.
Otherwise, what should I do if I run away this time and come back next time?
Today, more than 2,000 people have died tragically, and this number continues to increase.
If we do it a few more times, will we still be able to fool around in the future?
Although the Ming army on the Guanningjin Defense Line was weak in combat power, they were able to coexist harmoniously with them in order to support the invaders in their self-respect.
I wasn't afraid before, but now that the losses are so great, if the Ming army knew the situation, would they still let go of such an opportunity?
No one knows, but if Wang Jian is not killed, the impact will be too great and the blow to their soldiers will be even greater.
Some may even be completely destroyed and never dare to go to the battlefield again.
This is too possible. One person can kill them until they are unable to resist, and they are run away in the end. How many more times? How many more times?
Huang Taiji did not dare to think about the consequences. Compared with the losses, that was the most serious. He might even be pushed down from the throne. In comparison, the loss of population was still a trivial matter. The Ming army did not dare to provoke at will and could accumulate slowly.
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"To speed up the rate of fire of firearms, we must suppress him within a certain range and gradually reverse it."
