On August 10, 10,000 enemy soldiers led by Bahana and Shi Tingzhu arrived at Gaocheng, which was only fifty miles away. However, here, they were attacked by the Ming army for the first time.

The lafair mine completely replaced the gunpowder-ignited mines. The large amount of unqualified gunpowder seized became the mine launching medicine, which was used to shoot various gravels, iron nails, and large-scale anti-infantry soldiers. The reason why Xiao Mo finally put the Donglu troops in Gaocheng was to have enough time to preset the battlefield and landfill the mines.

The first round of mine strikes made Bahana quite nervous and quickly arranged the main force to the south to prepare for the battle. However, the battalion engineers had long selected areas where the cavalry was suitable for charge, and arranged caltrops, horses and trenches, which made Bahana able to send a large number of coated charges first, sweep open obstacles on the road and fill the ravines.

"fire!"

As the artillery opened fire, bloody roads spread out on the North China Plain.

The gunners in the East Palace mastered advanced artillery skills and scientific training, and showed their combat effectiveness far superior to the Donglu in actual combat. Although the Han army in the Zhengbai Banner of Shi Tingzhu also had artillery, they did not master artillery skills. The gunners who were carried to Liaodong were not willing to work hard for Kong Youde, and were even more afraid that others would lose their own advantages and be abandoned after learning artillery skills.

This directly led to the Han army flag gunner firing guns at the maximum range of the artillery. Although the iron projectile formed a jump after it landed, it was already at the end of its strength when it rolled to the front of the Donggong Army array and would not cause any casualties.

"Transfer the cannons!" Bahana couldn't find Shi Tingzhu at the beginning of the battle, and shouted loudly, not knowing if anyone was going to send orders. He cursed angrily: "Their cannons are placed in front of the formation! Where are our cannons!"

Under the same predicament, Shi Tingzhu also thought of pressing the cannon in front of the cannon, especially the 3,800-pound divine general cannon. In his opinion, ten pounds of iron were enough to collapse the Ming army's array.

However, the 3,800-pound cannon was moving on a battlefield without a road, just like a slowly moving snail. The auxiliary soldiers and artillery were surrounded by a group of auxiliary soldiers and artillery soldiers, and they were also a seductive target. Long Fucai stood in front of the central cannon position and grabbed the cannon leader who was about to order the fire. He gritted his teeth and said, "Let me do it."

The cannon leader straightened his chest and said, "Report to Lieutenant Colonel, according to the teachings, the man and the cannon are integrated, and the humble position cannot be taken away!"

Long Fucai glanced at him, his lips squirmed, and suddenly a fierce light shot out from his eyes. He pushed the cannon leader away and occupied the radiation: "Correction: three degrees high, one left."

The other gunners were obviously not as persistent as the gunman, so they quickly corrected the shooting angle. Long Fu took the torch and lit the fuse. With the prickling sound, the flames penetrated into the cannon chamber. With a roar, the eight-pound shells were spit out.

Long Fucai pursed his lips tightly and watched the shells fall towards the crowd transporting the cannons.

A huge sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, and the shells hit the God-Magic General's cannon.

"God bless the Emperor!" The gunners exclaimed in unison.

The gunman who was pushed away also stood back to his post and looked at the results of his gun incredibly.

——If this lieutenant colonel instructor does not correct the angle, the shells will definitely not be able to be fired accurately!

The cannon leader looked at Long Fucai with a little admiration, without any concealing his surprise.

It's like a divine help from this distance.

Long Fucai pursed his lips and stepped back from the cannon position, and ordered calmly: "Flash!"

The Ming army artillery array, inspired, significantly accelerated its firing speed. The Fran machine cannons, which were good at rapid firing, even poured projectiles against enemies with effective range, and the entire battlefield was filled with smoke. No one knew that the magic shot that came down to earth just now was actually aimed at the soldiers carrying the artillery.

The result that Long Fu originally wanted to see was that the shells caused a bloody storm among the crowd to soothe the ghosts of his wife and children in the nine springs. However, he accidentally got the sub-car... but it was also a good result.

"That cannon just now is the third-class collective merit!" The military judge rode to the cannon formation and shouted loudly. His voice was soon obscured by the cannon sound.

...

"Emperor, we have to get faster. There are already guns ahead!" Wang Chengen rode on the horse and said to Emperor Chongzhen panting.

Chongzhen also smelled the smell of sulfur smoke in the air, and felt that it was stinking. If it weren't for the fact that he had insisted on visiting the battlefield in person, now he would really want to turn around. After hearing Wang Chengen's words, Chongzhen was even more ashamed to mention it, and saw the red flag rolling from afar. He said, "Is the lookout in front?"

The guards of the East Palace on the side came forward and said, "Go back to the emperor, there is the watchtower in front of you, and Your Highness is there to supervise the battle."

Chongzhen felt his calves tremble, and when he saw the other guards looking excited and wanted to fly over, he had to beat the horse and walk towards the watchtower.

The watchtower is actually a natural small hill, suitable for observing the entire battlefield and issuing instructions. Zhu Cixuan stood on the hill, and three or five feet below was Xiao Mo's general flag, which was also the command center for the entire battle. Compared with the flat command of the Manchus, the command method of the East Palace is more able to protect senior officers and promptly discover the weaknesses of the enemy's formation.

"Your Highness, if Xiao Mo does not rush at this time, the Donglu may escape." You Shiwei looked at the artillery in the first camp anxiously, completely devastating the Donglu's charge momentum.

"No, the Donglu still looks down on us now, and will definitely wait for the cannons to stop charging." Zhu Cixuan did not believe that the Donglu would escape because of this little fire, unless dozens of cannons were added to truly achieve what Qi Jiguang said that the cannons would continue all day long.

"The Holy Driving is here!"

Wang Chengen rushed in front and shouted at the top of his throat.

Zhu Cilang left the horse's head, took You Shiwei and others to take a small step to Chongzhen, and performed a military salute in the East Palace, saying, "Please give me the armor and other people to the body, so I can't give a full tribute."

Chongzhen glanced at everyone, especially Zhu Cilang, who was not wearing armor, and said, "I want to see for myself how my emperor Ming Jianer killed the thief."

Zhu Cilang retreated to Chongzhen and ordered people to take the reins for the emperor, take them to the observation position, present a thousand-mile mirror, and patiently explain the positions of the departments below, the meaning of the banner, and the progress of the battlefield.

Chongzhen was confused when he heard it. After watching for a while, he felt dizzy. The sulfur odor in the air was mixed with the smell of blood, which made him feel even more nervous and vomited.

"After the shelling is over, the Donglu will charge." Zhu Cixuan said.

"What should I do!" Chongzhen's face turned pale.

"Uh?" Zhu Ciyang immediately understood the fear of the emperor's father and quickly explained: "What I am afraid of is that he will not rush. This time, the son-in-law has arranged four times the enemy's combat power in order to completely swallow this Donglu army."

Chongzhen became more and more frightened and said, "Will the Nine Chiefs send a 100,000 army south?"

"Li Zicheng led a million troops to attack Shanxi, and Dorgon could not draw anyone." Zhu Cixuan responded lightly, stretching his arms to point at the battlefield: "Look, the gunner stopped shooting, and the Donglu was retreating."

"Is it going to be finished?" Chongzhen asked in a low voice.

"No, the Donglu wants to rush again, shrink the coat first and set up the formation." Zhu Cixuan knew that Chongzhen had no idea about the battle formation, so he literately said: "On the battlefield, it is always a battle formation that breaks the enemy. Once the formation collapses, it will be a lamb to be slaughtered."

"Then let our army's cannons fire quickly?"

"The barrel also needs to be cooled, otherwise it will explode." Zhu Cilang looked at the blue armored clothes opposite and began to gather, saying: "Those gray clothes are Baoyi Aha, that is, their slaves, mostly Han people, and there are also Koreans. The father looked at the blue armored soldiers, and they were the elites of the Donglu Zhenglan Banner - Zhenglan Banner Manchuria is Shangsan Banner, and the banner owner is Huang Taiji's eldest son Haoge."

"Is he on the opposite side?" Chongzhen asked.

"Uh, he was given a title by his uncle Dorgon and was dismissed from the pass." Zhu Cilang lost his patience. At this moment, the Zhenglan Banner Armored Soldiers also completed the formation and drove the civilians and Baoyi forward.

Behind these armored soldiers, Bayala, wearing white armor, lined up in a row, holding a big knife, and acting as a supervisor. Not only would the former be killed immediately, but even those who were injured and wailed will be chopped off.

"They rushed over!" Chongzhen exclaimed in dismay.

Xiao Mo's central army tilted the flag forward, and the cannons roared again, followed by the mandarin duck formations, roaring loudly with the word "tiger" that thrust the mountains and rivers, and launched a counter-charge.

Chongzhen felt blood rushing to his head, and the cold sweat from his palms was wet.
Chapter completed!