"How is the situation of the red-haired people?" Nurhaci asked Daishan worriedly.

The contact with the red-haired man has always been carried out by Daishan. Now that something happened, he was naturally the first to ask.

Daishan said nothing, just looked at his son Shuotuo.

"Father Ma! The Ming army and navy attacked the pier, and the red-haired people's warships were sunk. However, their gunpowder ship was moored at the small pier. The gunpowder ship was fine, and the red-haired people's combat power would not be damaged.

."

"Shuotuo! So, the red-haired people can only rely on us now?" Dorgon suddenly asked.

After what happened last night, Nurhachi valued Dorgon even more. He determined that this young son would become a great person in the future.

"Yes!" Shuotuo didn't know what this young uncle wanted to do, so he could only agree vaguely.

"Father! The Ming army has sharp gunpowder, but the red-haired people's firearms seem to be even sharper. Do you think we should send people to learn firearms from the red-haired people? At least we must learn how to prepare gunpowder.

Now that the red-haired people's ship is gone, they can only rely on our help if they want to live here. We are not afraid that they will not hand over the gunpowder formula, and they will also help us train our firearms troops."

"Uncle Fourteen, the red-haired man was invited by us to help fight the war. Isn't it a breach of trust for you to do this?" Yue Tuo couldn't stand it. If Dorgon did this, the consequence would be that Shuo Tuo's reputation would be worse than shit.

It stinks.

"What's called treachery? We haven't defaulted on the debt. It's just that some terms have been added now. Besides, they will have to use us in the future. Who will raise them in vain? Our Houjin is not a place for free rice. We want to fill our stomachs.

, you have to come up with something."

Azig looked at Yue Tuo with a smile. Yue Tuo was so angry that he had no choice but to do anything about it. Azig, Dorgon, and Duduo were now in the spotlight. If they had a conflict with them, there would be no good consequences.

"Amma...!" Seeing that Daishan was silent, Dorgon immediately asked for help from his father Nurhaci.

"Daishan! What Dorgon said makes sense. You ask Shuotuo to tell them. If you want to live in Houjin in the future, you have to help us train the firearms army. In addition, the formula of gunpowder and the manufacturing method of firearms are all important.

You have to hand it over."

Nurhachi immediately agreed to Dorgon's suggestion!

Since his debut, Nurhaci has always wanted to have an army of firearms. Unfortunately, the Jurchens' handicraft industry is so bad. They can't even make iron pots, let alone high-end fire guns.

He captured the Ming army's muskets, but was blackmailed away by Li Xiao.

Thinking about this makes me angry. That Jueluo Baishan followed a large group of troops to attack Jinzhou City today, but unexpectedly he was trampled to death by a war horse.

Seeing the tattered corpses, Nurhachi had to squeeze out a few tears to appease the hearts of the old ministers. His face was full of grief, but in his heart he could feel 10,000 grass-mud horses whizzing by. So many musket barrels

The guy who came back was trampled to death by a horse.

Damn it, clean it up!

When Dorgon came up with his idea, Daishan knew it was not good.

This kind of treachery would be looked down upon by the Jurchens. But in Houjin, Nurhachi's words were heavenly.

As long as it is something that the old man said, if there are difficulties, it must be done. If there are no difficulties, it will be done if it creates difficulties.

"Hey! This slave will tell Shuotuo to do it." Seeing that Shuotuo still wanted to speak, Daishan quickly agreed.

"The city wall of Jinzhou was broken, and the two yellow flags were exhausted all night long. The two red flags were fired one after another, and the two blue flags guarded the outside. The two white flags attacked the other three city walls, and tried to use this method to tear holes in other places.

The elites of the Liao army are all in Jinzhou. As long as we capture Jinzhou, we will be able to fight Li Xiao without any worries and kill him. Shanhaiguan is in our pocket, and from now on we will be able to roam the capital of the Ming Dynasty."

Nurhaci looked at the smoke billowing Jinzhou City, and for the first time he had the idea of ​​attacking the capital of the Ming Dynasty. He had been to that majestic city before, and the tall city walls once gave him a huge sense of oppression.

In his most ambitious dreams, Nurhaci never imagined that one day he would be able to capture such a city.

Now the opportunity seems to be right in front of him. He brings his entire army of 60,000. As long as he conquers Jinzhou City, Ming Dynasty will appear in front of him like a big girl wearing a bellyband. Li Xiao is the bellyband.

Even if Li Xiao's firearms are sharp, even if Li Xiao can keep suppressing Hou Jin, I don't believe it. With an army of 60,000 people pressing forward together, they can't take down this little bastard.

When Yuan Chonghuan saw He Kegang, this guy was put on a platform. Both legs were broken. At first glance, it was obvious that they were broken by a strong man. The upper part of the left leg was injured on the thigh, which was fine, but the right knee was broken.

It was smashed. Whether I can walk in the future is really a big problem.

The shoulder blade was smashed and the clavicle was broken. He Kegang lay on the table like a rag doll and groaned in pain!

The armor was in tatters and was full of holes shot by arrows. There were more than a dozen holes on the chest alone, without the protection of strong armor. He Kegang had been shot to death long ago!

He was responsible for the destruction of Nancheng, but to say that He Kegang didn't fight tooth and nail was definitely speaking out of conscience.

"Let the medical officer take good care of you!" Yuan Chonghuan ordered and walked out with a group of generals.

It's better to leave it to Li Xiao to deal with He Kegang's matter. The Liao army has always been very united, and he will have to give Li Xiao a warning when the time comes. In any case, He Kegang did his best.

Zu Dashou withdrew from the city wall, and Wu Xiang was on top. Now He Kegang's soldiers are also led by Zu Dashou. Wu Xiang's prestige cannot control other people's soldiers.

"Nancheng is broken, and other city walls are not easy to defend. The soldiers not only have to deal with attacks from outside, but also from inside. If the red-haired men join the battle, this battle will be difficult to win." Zu Dashou looked at Nancheng where the smoke was billowing.

He sighed helplessly.

Li Xiao's order to them was to hold on for three days. The current situation is that Nancheng has been destroyed. If Li Xiao comes only the day after tomorrow, the only thing Li Xiao can do is collect their bodies.

"We have to hold on for three days no matter what. Within three days, only the Commander-in-Chief will come to rescue us. We don't need any money. We can make mines, grenades, and large bombs. As long as we survive until tomorrow, the Commander-in-Chief will come to rescue us."

Will come."

"I hope!" Zu Dashou said and turned away. He didn't know why, but Yuan Chonghuan had a superstitious trust in Li Xiao.

After the sun rose, the Tatar soldiers' attack became even more frenzied. The ruins of the city wall had been cleared away, and there was no longer a living Ming army there.

The Tatar soldiers rushed forward like a tide, like madmen. A group of civilians who were driven away by the officials were ordered to resist. The civilians did not dare, but after a few shouting guys were killed, they dared.

Zu Kuan felt like he was going to die. The injuries he sustained from being hit by a fierce Tatar knight last night seemed to be very serious. His ribs were in excruciating pain when he took a breath.

There were corpses everywhere on the street, and the houses in the neighboring streets were also full of corpses. Many houses were burning, and the moment the sun peeked out in the early morning, the entire southern city was filled with thick smoke.

The Tatar soldiers used the cover of the houses to approach the Ming army at the street corner. There was nothing they could do about burning the houses. Jinzhou is now a military city. Those houses are the barracks of big guys, and many brothers’ family fortunes are in them. Now

They all turned to ashes with the fire.

There are corpses and dead people everywhere. There are Ming soldiers and Tatar soldiers. But most of them are civilians.

These peasants were originally farmers, and their hands held hoes obviously more than they held knives. When faced with the vicious Jurchens, they were usually split in half by a sharp machete in one encounter.

Even if the guys in their hands hit someone, they would still be protected by their armor. And these civilians only had such a thin layer of cotton clothes on their bodies.

Seeing a Tatar soldier chop down a civilian husband, Zu Kuan ignored the pain in his chest. He picked up the crossbow arrow next to him, raised his hand and fired an arrow.

The crossbow arrow hit the man's chest, but the guy seemed to be fine. He rounded the machete and chopped off the arm of another civilian!

"Fuck!" What a fucking bad luck, the crossbow arrow actually hit someone's breastplate. It was a round steel plate, and I also had one on my chest. The crossbow arrow couldn't penetrate that thing at all!

Zu Kuan picked up the machete and was about to rush over.

"Don't go up!" Zu Chengxun grabbed Zu Kuan and looked behind him in horror.

The two trebuchets were pushed over at some point. When he saw what was on the trebuchets, Zu Kuan's soul was about to fly out.

A hundred kilograms of large gunpowder bombs, filled with lead and iron nails. This thing explodes...!

Zu Kuan did not dare to think about what would happen to those civilians who were entangled with the Tatars in front of them.

The gunpowder bullet was so heavy that the trebuchet could only throw it a distance of about two hundred paces.

"Fuck! Are these officials human beings?" Zu Kuan roared and was pushed to the ground by Zu Chengxun.

The trebuchet behind him started, and the smoking gunpowder bullets flew straight out. After landing, they killed three Tatar soldiers.

"Boom!" Zu Kuan felt a strong wind blowing on his head, and his chest was so tight that he could hardly breathe, and then the gravel hit the armor with a clanking sound.

A burst of smoke swallowed everyone up, and they got up coughing. Their damn ribs hurt even more!

The shouts of death that had not stopped since midnight last night stopped. Zu Kuan and Zu Chengxun looked a little stupid at the situation in front of them.

The streets that were crowded with people fighting just now are now empty. There is a layer of dusty stuff lying on the ground.

Three arms and several thighs were hung on the charred tree. There was also an unlucky guy with half of his butt hanging on it.

A man's hand hangs on a branch, swaying with the wind.

The blood mixed with the soil and gunpowder smoke formed a strange smell. I felt like vomiting when I smelled it, but I couldn't.
Chapter completed!