This thing is more like a giant war than a cannon. After so many days, the Qing army's Yinde seemed to have been released today. Sun Chuanting, who was full of impatientness, had not yet come down the winding tower stairs, had already burst out. He looked out along the holes hit by the Huihui cannon. The second throwing stone weighing hundreds of pounds hit the wall. The 50-centimeter-thick reinforced concrete exploded like a paper-paste, and the air waves blew out like a Dongjiang army doll hidden behind it!

Fortunately, just as Sun Chuanting was burning, the cannons in Dongjiang finally rang out.

Most of the Red Barbarian cannons were arranged on the southern city wall. They were destroyed by the Dongjiang Army themselves when they were evacuated. The north city wall relied on natural dangers and only twenty were left. Moreover, the cannon element was calibrated at the intersection of the warehouse street in front of them, which might be attacked. At such a long distance, even a skilled Dongjiang gunner would not be so fast to proofread the cannon element.

Although the big guys who were dealing with this time were still shrunk bullets. Twenty shrunk bullets were shot red into the sky, and then exploded with a bang. The girl scattered flowers fell down fiercely. In Sun Chuanting's anxious and expectant eyes, the huge throwing arm of the Qing army's return cannon made a creaking moan. Then the easternmost catapult disintegrated like a melted glacier and fell heavily to the ground. Although the other one did not explode, it seemed that an important rope was also broken. The loading throwing stone hit the ground heavily, crushing the eight loading Qing soldiers below to death.

But the next moment, four huge cement blocks of hundreds of kilograms roared towards him. As Sun Chuanting's eyes were on fire, three of them smashed into the warehouse. Under the huge roar, a canned warehouse collapsed in half. The latter one fell to the wall again. This time, next to the south gate, the tower next to the village gate collapsed with a heavy impact. More than a dozen Dongjiang infantrymen above were buried in the pile of rubble in a scream of fear.

"Why don't you change the solid bullets and kill these things together! Come on! Where is Sun Guerrilla?"

"I am here!"

Before Sun Chuanting could get furious, her voice had already come from behind. Sun Chun actually walked to the wall of the frontier warehouse, which was full of dangers, but her appearance was astonished by Sun Chuanting's expression.

The shiny long whale leather boots, the straight green Dongjiang officer uniform, and this metal-made boat hat buckled on the head, the female officer was as heroic as the female spy in later spy war movies.

"You, are you a woman?"

She has been working with Sun Chun for almost a year. In addition to feeling that this artillery guerrilla is a little short, her ruthlessness and fighting spirit are not inferior to men at all. Sun Chuanting never expected her to have a hundred dreams.

"There is no observation post, and the drop points of solid lead bullets cannot be controlled at all! What's more, only twenty cannons, and dozens of rounds of artillery may not be able to kill these wooden guys in one hour. It's better to use a large-scale shot to kill the fire. The Qing army rushed to work, and its craftsmanship must be rough. Even if the shrapnel bullets are small, it will still kill them. Fire a large-scale volley in one direction, and even if they can't be defeated, they can kill people. Six to eight rounds of artillery bombings are enough to destroy the Qing people's artillery fire!"

While explaining absent-mindedly, Sun Chun kept waving his hand back and commanding, throwing about 160 heavy artillery pieces from the North City. Thousands of artillery soldiers were idle. Under Sun Chun's command, Mao Jue flowed down to save his life in a warehouse at the south exit, but was thrust by Sun Chuanting as a scrap iron. The five huge black iron boxes were being pulled out by them shouting horns.

After a look back, Sun Chuanting was still looking at him in a daze. Even Sun Chun couldn't help but show some helplessness and annoyance. This set of clothes was given to her by Mao Jue, and she asked her to change them when using the black box. Mao Jue's order to have a good reputation for her and did not punish her after being accused of the woman. Sun Chun could not disobey, but this time the strange look of being treated as a woman still made her quite uncomfortable. Her sharp tiger teeth bit her and the female officer hummed coldly.

"Compared to caring about whether a man or a woman, General Jun should be more concerned about the hole in front of him!"

This sentence suddenly woke Sun Chuanting up and cursed himself secretly, and he didn't care about the artillery soldiers "pull the carrots" there. He urged and snatched the handsome flag that the personal soldiers were carrying, and shouted anxiously and ordered.

"Let the troops stationed in the 19th Factory gather backwards immediately. No matter how much the price it pays, it will put Yuan Shen General's First Regiment to the Fifth Regiment to the generals in front of the camp wall and defend the position of the village wall at all costs!"

After all, the officers were of high quality and long-trained Dongjiang rifle soldiers. Sun Chuanting's fierce fighting, the chaos just now quickly subsided in a short time. More than a dozen signal flares burning with black smoke were hit by three-pound cannons. The soldiers who were still hiding in the building waiting for street fighting were almost as fast as conditioned reflexes. The soldiers of the Hegang Corps who received the order were also like salmon swimming backwards, surging forward.

The cannon wheels made a creaking sound, and were pushed into the ruins. Infantry such as fish scales also climbed closely to the back wall and pointed forward with their muzzles. The infantry tofu blocks of the two regiments were usually arranged in a musket array, blocking directly behind the three gaps.

After all, it was the artillery commander who had been in the battlefield for a long time. Sun Chun expected it to be fine at all. In the second round of artillery fire, the Hui artillery array in the central Qing army was once again paralyzed. Two towering trenchers crackled and broke in the dense shotgun strike, and collapsed with a bang. Only two Hui artillery left suddenly threw out hundreds of kilograms of huge rocks.

The thing wiped the head and shook the Dongjiang Army Formation. The strong wind even blew away the caps of more than a dozen soldiers. It was a lie to say that they were not afraid. In front of such a monster that could not be competed with by human power, the front row even had trembling all over, but the entire army was still as if it were iron blocks, and it didn't move at all.

As soon as the huge rock passed, the heavy horse hooves were roaring. From the collapse of the first Hui cannon, Huang Taiji had already keenly predicted that the artillery battle would be impossible. When the next round was still loading, the Qing army in the frontier had already completed the assembly. After so many years of war, Huang Taiji's grasp of the battlefield was like an old Chinese doctor grasping the context. He knew that this was the only chance to win. He set the most powerful Shengjing army, the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry, at the forefront without hesitation.

The crackling gunshots continued to come from the balcony on the second and third floors of the main road. A stream of white smoke covered the battlefield, choking people almost coughing. The running cavalry continued to pop up blood holes and rolled over and fell off the horse. However, the Qing people stood tall in Liaodong for 20 years. The undefeated military spirit made these Jianzhou Jurchens fully demonstrated their performance. Just like they encountered a torrent in the shallows, even if the reefs protruded and were smashed to pieces, they still could not stop the ever-forward situation of returning to the sea. Five hundred meters, in one minute, paid the price of hundreds of cavalry. The Eight Banners of the Qing army holding the sabers and spears still rushed to the Dongjiang Formation without fear of death.

He also stood in front of the front, Yuan Dabao also turned into a madman, facing the rushing Qing army. He also held up the sword forward and turned around and roared heart-wrenchingly.

"Master!"

The crackling sound of explosion was like a tsunami of landslide. The horse's hooves that shocked the earth were covered up for a moment. Dongjiang was completely unstoppable. For three-stage shooting, layered shooting, and in an instant, the first five rows of infantry stuffed into the ruins directly knocked out all the hot projectiles in the rifle, and there were also 115 large and small field guns. Even the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry who had returned to the sea from the river was like the Monkey King who had faced the iron rods to cut the sea under this steel storm. The charge was suffocated. The hundreds of cavalry opportunities in the first few rows were undoubtedly spared from this storm-like attack.

After a round of fire was released, the Dongjiang Army was also crazy and no longer loaded. Yuan Dabao rushed to the front with his command knife high. The Dongjiang Army's reflux tide that was flipping through the ruins of the warehouse. Countless bayonets advanced, and the black torrent rolled up against the blue-gray surge.

"Kill!"

"Die!"

The long spear on the war horse pierced a fierce spear to the ground, but similarly, the dense bayonets of the Qing army were overturned and dismounted, and the charge was so fierce that the first three rows of soldiers were completely cut together in the moment of fighting, and penetrated into it. The bayonets against the spears, and the bloodiest hand-to-hand combat finally bloomed in front of this last position for more than a month.

Standing on the collapsed wall behind, holding a telescope and looking at the hot battlefield, the muscles on Sun Chuanting's face were also twitching violently due to tension.

It was his forced action to take the initiative to fight

The wall was broken, and it was not enough to make a decision in a short period of time. His army had no choice but to retreat. If the Qing army used a horse formation to break through the defense line and fight behind the back, and faced the Hegang Corps attacking from the front and back, it would be undoubtedly defeated. It would be better to take advantage of the narrow battlefield and squeeze out the war between the three streets. The brave men won the battle, and see who can get through this tone.

Sun Chuanting's strategy did play a role. The Shengjing Iron Cavalry, whose space was compressed, could no longer run and was stuck on the battlefield like a piece of glue. The bayonet team of three people pushed away the weapons of the knights, and row by row, lifted these core children of the Qing Dynasty off the horse and hedged with the cavalry. The Dongjiang infantry actually pressed forward!

But Huang Taiji was not a seller of sweet potatoes. Not long after he suffered a loss, the Qing army wearing heavy armor and a short spear squeezed through the gaps in the cavalry formation. With a few rapid gongs, the large Qing army also turned over and dismounted with a knife and chopped them up to death.
Chapter completed!