Liu Zhaosun raised his telescope. It was time for Han Zhenyi and the others to launch an artillery attack. However, Huang Taiji had not organized any effective resistance until all the artillerymen crossed the river, and Liu Zhaosun's eyelids kept twitching.
"This time, the feeling is different from before. I don't know why. Is it really possible to push all the way like this?"
Liu Zhaosun's voice was low, as if he was speaking to himself. Even Kang Yingqian beside him did not hear clearly what Ping Liaohou was saying.
Sun Chuanting pointed to the densely packed artillery on the east bank. The artillery was undergoing final adjustments. More than a dozen field guns were facing the west gate. The garrison at the top of the city only numbered a hundred or ten people at most. Sun Chuanting suddenly remembered something and said loudly to Liu Zhaosun:
"Sir, I have an ominous feeling..."
Before Sun Chuanting could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Kang Yingqian:
"Sun Baigu, have you ever had a good feeling along the way?"
Sun Chuanting did not go to Li Kang Yingqian, but continued to say to Marquis Ping Liao:
"Mr. Liu, I believe that the slave-building troops are more than 10,000. Huang Taiji must have an ambush somewhere on the east coast. The cavalry and artillery cannot stop them..."
Liu Zhaosun shook his head and said:
"If there was really an ambush, when the artillerymen were transporting the artillery across the river just now, they should have attacked halfway across the river."
Kang Yingqian felt that Sun Chuanting was deliberately delaying the advance. He knew that Sun Chuanting was recruiting troops in Fushun. It was said that he recruited many refugees from Shaanxi, which showed that this man was very ambitious.
Kang Yingqian couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily:
"What nonsense! The Kaiyuan Cavalry Battalion is invincible in the world. On the battlefield of Hunhe River, it defeated two yellow flags in one fell swoop. The slaves were only defeated by the remnants of the army. How can they be the rival of the Cavalry Battalion!"
Sun Chuanting retorted: "There are less than a thousand cavalry across the river, and most of the fighting soldiers are new soldiers. You don't even know the current situation of the Eight Banners, so you just let thousands of people charge into the battle. The so-called blind man riding a blind horse, approaching a deep pool in the middle of the night, is like this .”
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On the east bank of the Suzi River, the muzzles of twelve eight-pound infantry cannons were slightly raised, pointing at the Hetuala city gate three hundred steps away.
"Boom! Boom!"
The eight-pounder gun sprayed out a three-foot-long orange tongue of flame, like a fire dragon spitting fire. The gun body suddenly retreated, and countless clouds of thick white smoke rose from the ground.
The seven-pound iron ball rushed out of the cannon, spinning at high speed and hitting the west gate of Hetuala.
Liu Zhaosun raised his telescope, and there was a dull banging sound from the west gate of Hetuala three hundred steps away. The wooden door was hit by an iron ball, and sawdust flew everywhere. Two cannonballs hit the city top, ricocheting off the hard bluestone. The iron ball rolled into Ba Ya La, splashing a shower of blood.
"The accuracy of the artillery has improved a lot. Not bad. After this battle, I will give the workshop a reward!"
After checking the results of the artillery attack, Liu Zhaosun nodded with satisfaction and turned his attention to the cavalry on the east bank.
After the bombardment started, they accelerated across the moat and launched towards the city. The golden archers behind the city were suppressed by the artillery and were unable to fight back.
The cavalry did not dare to get too close to the city wall. The power of their riding bows was limited. Many simply took off their rifle bows from their horses and stood on the ground to shoot towards the West Gate Urn.
After several rounds of shooting, the west gate of Hetuala was densely covered with arrow feathers. The cavalry were shooting happily, and the auxiliary fire soldiers who came ashore behind had already pushed the shield cart up.
Fang You got on his horse and shouted to his cavalry to make way for the shield chariot.
"Stop shooting, just leave it to the musketeers! Mount your horses and go to other gates to prevent the slaves from raiding!"
The cavalrymen got on their horses and galloped away, shouting.
The shelling gradually became sparse, and bricks and rubble were everywhere near the west gate. Smoke and dust rose up from the city wall, which did not dissipate for a long time.
A piece of the Jin soldiers' corpses fell on the wall of Wengcheng. Most of them were buried under the rubble. Some of them were still alive and were digging around outside the ruins with their hands.
The west gate was riddled with holes by cannonballs, but the city gate did not fall down. Through the gap opened by the iron ball, one could see the panicked Hou Jin soldiers in the urn.
At this time, the artillery that Hou Jin had hidden for a long time suddenly exploded, and the roar of artillery came from the top of Wengcheng.
Everyone on both sides looked up towards the walls of Hetuala.
Liu Zhaosun frowned slightly. He didn't expect the Jiannu artillery soldiers to be so calm.
The general's cannon fired a pellet of shot, iron nails, iron caltrops and broken porcelain pieces, which fell like raindrops on the cavalry who were firing cold arrows in front of the moat.
Several other general cannons aimed their muzzles at the Kaiyuan soldiers crossing the river.
The big iron ball weighing three kilograms roared into the river. Under the violent impact, cracks began to appear on the ice.
The cavalry, which had the upper hand just now, immediately dispersed to avoid becoming a target for the gunners at the top of the city.
When Han Zhenyi saw that the artillery at the top of the city did not attack his side, he felt that something was wrong. He loudly ordered the artillerymen around him:
"Continue the bombardment! Aim at the Jiannu artillery. Disable them all!"
In the second round of fierce bombardment, the general cannons installed by Jiannu at the top of the city were beaten to pieces one after another.
An eight-pounder cannon shell directly hit the barrel of the general's cannon at the top of the city. The two Houjin gunners were beaten to death by flying sawdust.
After the cannonball pierced the gun carriage, it took the wheels of the gun carriage and rolled down into the city, leaving a mess of ghosts and cries along the way.
After three consecutive rounds of shelling, there was no longer a complete artillery piece visible at the top of the city of Hetuala. The 5,000th headquarters soldiers who had just been attacked avoided the cracked ice and continued to move eastward.
"Is this what the Tatars are capable of?"
Wang Changzhi looked at the scattered cannons under the city wall and mocked loudly.
After firing more than a dozen shells in a row, the gunners began to clean the gun barrel. They used woolen brushes dipped in water to reach into the hot gun barrel to cool down the artillery. There were bursts of sizzling sounds and clouds of white mist rose all around.
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The shield cart, which the auxiliary soldiers pushed and pulled with all their strength, finally reached the east bank.
From the west coast came the cheers of the soldiers like a tsunami.
The cavalryman Fang You turned around and glanced at the 5000th headquarters soldiers who finally crossed the river, and said disdainfully:
"A bunch of new recruits just know how to yell!"
Shao Jiechun personally led the main force of the 5000 headquarters, 2,500 people, to cross the river, leaving only 500 spearmen to respond on the west bank.
Groups of soldiers formed a neat square formation. Under the command of each flag captain, the soldiers stepped on the ice and merged into a black river, flowing to the east bank.
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The wall behind the West Gate Urn of Hetuala was demolished half a month ago, and was temporarily filled with soil to create a large slope of more than 200 steps.
This kind of fortification, known as War Horse City, usually appears in the south, which is conducive to the rapid mobilization of troops in the city and can even ensure that cavalry can support the battle at the top of the city at any time.
During the bloody battle in Kaiyuan, Liu Zhaosun transformed Beicheng into War Horse City for defense. Only then did the white-pole soldiers from behind suddenly come out and inflict heavy damage to Xianglan Banner.
After the bloody battle of Hunhe River, Huang Taiji roughly learned about Liu Zhaosun's defense plan from a captured Kaiyuan soldier. Coupled with some defensive methods learned by the Later Jin soldiers from the Shenyang Baigan soldiers and Zhejiang soldiers' positions, the Later Jin general Hetu The fortifications in Ara City were completely renovated.
Three thousand Han soldiers, Wu Zhenhachao, stood quietly under the wall of war horses, holding flintlock guns, waiting for the order to attack.
The east bank separated by a wall shouted to kill Zhentian, but it had nothing to do with them.
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In the palace of Hetuala Khan, Huang Taiji, who was fully armored, raised his head and looked at the person in front of him, and said with a pleasant expression:
"This righteous man, please get up quickly. Please wait for me to say hello to your cabinet."
The spirited old man in front of me is the second cabinet of the Wukong Sect (a branch of the White Lotus Sect). The Wukong Sect only existed in southern Liaoning. During the Lao slave era, Nurhachi was a superstitious shaman. After the shamans brutally suppressed these cults, Huang Taiji succeeded to the throne. , made timely adjustments and took the initiative to win over the various White Lotus sect forces in southern Liaoning.
The Wukong Sect is one of the most influential ones. In his early years, Dashi Tangshan was a wandering Taoist who helped the dead to summon souls. He was later arrested by the government for committing adultery. After being released from prison, Tangshan claimed to have supernatural powers and could know five hundred years of events before and after. Believers could cure all diseases and live forever. As the situation in Liaodong deteriorated, more and more people followed him.
"Liu Zhaosun will be defeated in Hetuala. You only need to start an uprising in Fushun. All the Kaiyuan troops in Fushun City have been transferred here. Whether it is arson or whatever, I hope Fushun will be in chaos."
The second cabinet looked at Hou Jinhan with squinted eyes, and his little eyes kept rolling.
"The Great Khan Mingjian, our Daqi is a businessman, and he will not do it when it comes to taking chestnuts from the fire. If you say you can kill Liu Zhaosun, why should Daqi believe you? The Kaiyuan Army is out in force this time, and you cannot protect yourselves. ·····”
Geshiha, who was standing next to him, had a fierce look on his face. He pulled out his sword and was about to step forward when he was stopped by Huang Taiji.
Huang Taiji pointed his hand in the direction of Suzi River and said word by word:
"The ice on the river will break up soon, and all Kaiyuan troops crossing the river will die on the east bank."
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In Wendeng County, the county government lobby leads to a small courtyard.
Jin Yuji, who was pregnant with Liujia, sat on a chair and looked up at the northeastern sky.
There was a table in front of her, with pens, ink, paper and inkstones on it.
The maid crouched beside the desk, grinding carefully. When she was done grinding, she saw Mrs. Jin was lost in thought and whispered:
"Madam, you can write now."
Jin Yuji woke up from a dream. She stood up and came to the table. She spread out a piece of clean and white rice paper, held the brush in her slender hand, dipped it in the ink pool, and wrote on the paper "Well, my husband is well." "Four words, thinking of the nightmare I had last night, I was a little lost in thought. The ink splashed on the rice paper along the wolf hair, printing two dark plum blossoms.
"Ma'am, ma'am."
The maid Ruyan shouted twice in a low voice, and Jin Yuji made a silencing gesture towards her.
The voice of the storyteller could be heard faintly on the street.
The old man who was sent out was crazy and crazy, and he wanted to ridicule him when he came to the river in the morning.
Others don't hesitate to stop it, but the public has no intention of crossing the river.
The tiger can be fought, but the river is difficult to rely on. The male fruit drowns in the Mekong River.
There is a long whale with white teeth like snow-capped mountains, hanging among them.
Honghou’s sorrow is not returned!
Jin Yuji suddenly remembered that the nightmare she had last night was here.
She grabbed Ruyan's shoulders, startling the maid.
"The public did not cross the river, but he did! He fell into the river and died, what should I do?"
"Officials are in danger in Liaodong."
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