Fan Wencheng looked at the Liguan Town in front of him, and he couldn't figure it out. It's been seven days, and it's been seven days. He still can't make it in!

This small town is only five miles long and seven miles wide. It is blocked on the way to Jinzhou. Only by killing this town can Fan Wencheng lead his troops to Jinzhou. According to the detailed reward, 200,000 to 300,000 Han people have gathered there. The Later Jin requires wealth, and the Later Jin also needs slaves. These can be found in Jinzhou. Compared with the Jinzhou City where Yuan Chonghuan defended, Liguanzhen is simply an unguarded city.

On the night seven days ago, the crescent moon hung high in the sky. Ajige and Jirgalang took the four Niulu soldiers of the emperor, on a raft, and floated along the coastline to the middle of Liguan Town and the outer highlands.

In the second half of the night, Zhenghuang Banner quietly touched the high ground. Shi Kefa thought of everything, but he didn't expect that Li Guanzhen was five miles away from the front position. Zhenghuang Banner used the five miles to attack the high ground from behind.

The Nanjing Imperial Army never dreamed that the enemy would actually touch it from behind. There were no landmines here, and there were no early warnings. There were no trenches here, and there were no fortifications here.

Who would bury landmines and build fortifications behind him?

The Nanjing Imperial Army is a bit similar to Li Xiao's army. The army with all firearms likes to put the enemy down on the way to charge. The cruel hand-to-hand combat is not something they are good at.

Hand-to-hand combat is exactly what Zhenghuang Banner is good at. As one of the most noble flags among the Eight Banners of the Later Jin Dynasty, all under the Zhenghuang Banner are warriors. In the dark, a group of guys with white teeth bared in the dark seemed to be ghosts emerging from the dark side.

Many of the five hundred Nanjing Imperial Guards guarding the mountain were cut off their heads before they woke up from their sleep. They were almost decent resistance and were destroyed. Zhenghuangqi did a very good job this time, leaving no living. He has been fighting cowards these years, and he finally breathed a sigh of anger today.

Shi Kefa was quite stupid. In this dark night, he did not send reinforcements. The enemy situation outside was unknown, so the people sent out were easily ambushed.

Waiting on the hill for a night, but without waiting for the Ming reinforcements from Liguan Town, he waited for the Eight Banners of the Han army led by Dorgon! Just half a month ago, Dorgon finally persuaded Nurhaci to hand over the Eight Banners of the Han army to him. This time, Dorgon did not tell anyone about the sneak attack on Liguan Town.

What he wanted was a sudden appearance and suddenly appeared and interspersed behind the Ming army. What Dorgon wanted was to eat the 4,500 Ming army in one bite, and then follow the road south to Jinzhou and even Lushun. According to the information, more than 300,000 Han people had settled there. This hidden danger must be eliminated, and a large number of slaves could be plundered.

With these Han slaves, you can plant more crops. With more crops, you will get more harvests. In this year, sometimes you can’t have money in your hands than you have food. In the years of famine, you won’t be as good as eating food.

Liaodong now has enough land, but not enough population. That is the real land is vast and sparsely populated, and the people who are most short of Later Jin are also people.

It seems that the Ming generals in Liguan Town are very good at supporting the Ming army in the dark night. Dorgon and Fan Wencheng walked onto the Ming army's positions, with broken limbs and broken arms everywhere. The heads were placed together, blood seeped into the land, and the soil turned into a strange dark purple. The fresh air in the morning was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Dorgon picked up a captured musket, which had been seized before. In addition to the barrel of the gun, it seemed that there was no difference between the red-haired man's musket, but this time, not only did the muskets be seized, but also the bullets were seized together.

"This bullet is a bit interesting, it's different from what we use." Dorgon said, handing the bullet to Fan Wencheng.

"Well! Master is right. We are using round steel ball bullets. This thing is a pointed bullet. The horn design of the bullet butt can allow the gunpowder gas to push the bullets better. No wonder their bullets can hit so far!" Fan Wencheng learned a lot of gunpowder knowledge with Kuiyi. After playing with the bullets in his hand for a few times, he realized the secret.

"Can our bullets cause this too?" Dorgon didn't care about the principle, he only cared about whether he could copy it as soon as possible.

"This is no problem. Our bullets can naturally cause this, and it is not difficult!" The processing technology of Minnie bullets is actually very simple. Fan Wencheng took a look and knew how this thing was made.

"If we pass the order, our muskets will use this kind of bullet in the future."

"Yeah!"

"Master! You see that thing is strange!" Fan Wencheng was very interested in those mortars. After seeing the mortars, he looked at the shells next to him. He didn't understand whether this thing was fired and was to be installed for the hair tube. Isn't the shells going to hit the sky?

"Oh, God! I finally saw this kind of thing. Damn it was this kind of thing that caused us great damage." Fan Wencheng had never seen it. Kuiyi had seen a mortar in Macau. He recognized it at a glance that this thing was the kind of artillery with a very fast firing rate. When multiple artillery were used in concentrated use, the shells would smash down like rain.

In Macau, what impressed Kuiyi the most was not Li Xiao's powerful rifle, but this rapid-fire cannon, as well as the grenades that were extremely powerful in melee combat.

"Mr. Kuiyi, do you think this is the rapid-fire artillery?" After this year's contact, Fan Wencheng had learned Dutch. Seeing the surprised Kuiyi, he immediately walked over.

"Yes, it's this thing. I always wanted to get a real thing, but I never could. Unexpectedly, I realized my wish today." Kuiichita knew the power of such a landmark weapon, so he had suffered from a mortar.

"Master! This is the artillery that killed many of us on Juehua Island. So that's how it is!" Dorgon couldn't understand Dutch, and Fan Wencheng translated Kuiyi's words to Dorgon.

"It's this thing? How do you use this thing?" Dorgon looked left and right, but he didn't see a little fuse behind the barrel. This thing looks more like an iron tube.

"Uh..." Fan Wencheng didn't know how to use a mortar.

"Jirgalang, do you have any survivors? Come and ask."

"Uh..." Jirgalang widened his eyes and said nothing. He cut too much last night and had no idea of ​​leaving a living. Now, where can I find a living?

Just when Jirgalang didn't know how to reply, he suddenly heard a "bang". It turned out that Kiichi was holding the shell and gestured at the muzzle, seeing how to get the shell in. However, he didn't expect that the shell was stained with dew, and Kiichi slipped the shell into the cannon barrel with one hand.

With a "bang", the mortar shells shot out. Everyone instinctively lay down, but they did not hear the sound of the shells exploded, nor did they see the smoke caused by the explosion.

"What's going on?" Although Kiichi was scared and sweated, he still couldn't understand how this thing was launched. And why didn't it explode after it was launched?

He didn't know that the mortar shell had to be unscrewed before it would explode before it exploded.

"Forget it! All this stuff is transported back, Fan Wencheng and Mr. Kuiyi study it carefully. Now, pull out your Han Eight Banners and attack the opposite mountain. Brother Qi, you will hide in the forest at the foot of the mountain. If the Ming army in Liguan Town is dispatched, you will cut it off in half and eat their reinforcements!" Dorgon looked at the Ming army on the opposite hillside.

These Ming troops were obviously in chaos, and there could be heard from afar. The officers were trying to stuff their soldiers back into the trenches. Now, when they left the bunker and fortifications, they would be dead.

In fact, staying in bunkers and fortifications is also a dead end.

The fortifications built by Shi Kefa have a fatal disadvantage, that is, the defenses are all facing north. Moreover, the two hills lean against each other as horns, and now half of the horns are broken. This is equivalent to the fact that the flanks are completely exposed to the attack of the Later Jin army, and it is obviously impossible to temporarily cram the Buddha to build fortifications.

"Yeah!" Fan Wencheng knelt on one knee and beat Qian, then took his men away.

The artillery has not arrived yet, but four Franco cannons were seized. The Dutch gunner brought by Kuiyi just took a look and said it was fine. From caliber to principle, this thing is almost no different from Dutch guns. Moreover, the Portuguese design ideas for flowering bullets coincide with Fan Wencheng's. They all add a bullet holder behind the round shell and then an open flame fuse.

The length of the open flame fuse determines the time when the shell explodes.

The Han military flag quickly completed the assembly, and several unlucky guys stepped on the landmine and were killed by blowing.

Fan Wencheng didn't care about this, and his forehead had sweated out due to nervousness. This was the first battle of the Han military flag, and his future wealth and prosperity depended on this battle.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

The captured artillery opened fire under the control of the Dutch gunners, and the shells exploded on the hills, and black smoke columns rose.

Opposite...! There was no response from the other side, and the mountain on the opposite side was steeper. It was difficult to transport artillery and shells, so Shi Kefa did not arrange artillery on it. Now the Ming army on the opposite side can only be beaten and not fight back.

"Brothers of the Eight Banners of Han, the opportunity to get promoted and make money has come. Let me rush!" Fan Wencheng pulled out his waist knife and roared at the Eight Banners behind him. The lords of the Eight Banners of Han, screamed and rushed towards the mountain.

The gunshots were as dense as firecrackers. The Han army flag attacked from a place without fortifications. The Ming army on the mountain could only jump out of the fortifications and stood and fired against the Later Jin army. Although they had started to rely on the convenience of guns to gain some advantage, after reaching the effective range of the Han Eight Banners, casualties began to rise sharply.

There were shells falling in the crowd. Dorgon stood on the mountain and could clearly see people being blown up. Those who had such treatment were all the Eight Banners of the Later Jin Dynasty, but they didn't expect that the Ming army would be today.

For the red top on his head, Fan Wencheng also took the initiative. He swung his hat to the ground and the whip to his neck. He was following a large line of supervisors behind him. As long as the charger dared to turn around, bullets would be shot immediately behind him.

Today, everyone is only allowed to move forward and not backward.

People were constantly hit by bullets, and the broken bullets carried the muscles and bones of the human body, and came out from the back with a big handful of blood. People fell down one by one, but no one dared to take a step back.

The Ming army officers on the mountain kept roaring. They did not have artillery in their hands, but had a large number of grenades. The grenades could be thrown far along the mountain. Scattered shrapnels were flying in the crowd. Each grenade exploded and would take away one or two lives.

The artillery on the opposite mountain was also launched one after another. As the Dutch gunners became more and more skillful, the firing speed became faster and faster. The Ming army on the mountain was killed by large pieces of artillery fire, and the power of the shells was much greater than that of grenades.

Now the Ming army is exposed outside the fortifications, which means they have no cover. The shells can be aimed at the Ming army that are shooting or loading at will. After a loud bang, a few, or even a dozen Ming troops will rise into the air.

Some of them were cut off their heads by shrapnel, and some were hit by shrapnel. Countless shrapnels formed a large steel net. As long as they were trapped by this large steel net, people would become bloody sieves. If they were lucky, they would leave a whole body. If they were unlucky, the shell would explode around them. The whole person would be cut alive, leaving only a few larger bones.

When the sun rose, the world was covered with blood. The fierce battle made Dorgon tremble. Unexpectedly, the battle in the Firearm Age was even more bloody than the sword and gun fight.

"Roar! The first one to rush up the mountain will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver and ten female slaves." Seeing that the Eight Banners of the Han army had already rushed to the mountainside, casualties began to increase a large number of times. Especially the casualties caused by grenades made many people lie down and dare not move. Fan Wencheng immediately offered a high reward, and there must be a brave man under the heavy reward.

People are always greedy for money!

Sure enough, Fan Wencheng's rewards were passed forward one after another. Soon someone stood up and climbed to the top of the mountain frantically.

The distance was closer step by step, and it was closer to dozens of steps. The Han Baqi lit the fire sticks around their waists, and they also had grenades. However, it was not a fire that was pulled, but an open flame needed to ignite the fuse.

The grenades that ignited the fuse were thrown over like raindrops, and explosions came one after another. Under the flying shrapnel, the last organized resistance of the Ming army was finally disintegrated. Many people threw their guns and ran to a place where there was no one at the foot of the mountain.

Many people were in a panic and ran into a minefield full of traps and landmines. Explosions came from scattered corpses. Blood splattered in the air, and the sun shone with charming red.

The Eight Banners of the Han Army finally rushed to the Ming Army's position, and some remaining Ming troops began to fight hand-to-hand. Soldiers from the same ethnic group, but different camps fought together. They cursed each other in the same language until one of them was killed.
Chapter completed!