Another news came from the observation post that the accuracy of the mortars was very bad. No shells fell on the enemy artillery positions, and even those shells did not kill anyone.

Yuan Chonghuan had a calm look on his face, which made Shi Kefa feel heartbroken. There were dozens of taels of silver per shot, and he was saving and saving when he was playing. This thing is so good, just throw it out and listen to the sound.

For Yuan Chonghuan, it is best if the mortar can blow up the enemy's artillery. If it does not blow up and scare them, it will at least make the enemy artillery more frightened. If there is something on the other side that can hit him, it will make them feel that it is real.

threats instead of the unscrupulous threats of the past few days.

The infantry were not so lucky. Dorgon was lucky enough to see more than 1,200 people being swallowed up in an instant. There was nothing but billowing smoke and dust. 1,200 people were swallowed up in an instant.

Gone.

Occasionally, you can see the broken limbs and broken arms that have been bombed for a long time. You can't even hear a scream because 1,200 people just disappeared.

An arm was smashed down with steam. Jilhalang's quick eyesight and quick hands smashed the severed hand open with the spear in his hand. Otherwise, this hand would have to be slapped by Dorgon.

Dorgon was stunned. His eyes widened and he looked at everything in front of him in horror. When the severed hand attacked, he didn't even know how to hide.

After waiting for about half an hour, the smoke finally cleared.

There were craters everywhere on the ground. One thousand, two hundred people seemed to have been broken into pieces, then lifted into the air and sprinkled on the ground. What was strange was that no large pools of blood could be seen at the scene. One thousand two hundred people were divided into pieces.

There should be at least a few puddles of blood and water among the corpses. But there was not even a puddle at the scene.

The carriage pulling the gunpowder was also missing. Dorgon only saw the two remaining hind legs of the packhorse that pulled the carriage, but no other parts. To find it out, you probably have to have the spirit of a foolish old man to move mountains.

"This...!" Dorgon's voice was hoarse. He didn't know how to describe the scene in front of him. The moment of bombardment completely destroyed the child's self-confidence.

"What time is it? Pay back this and that. Run away!" Azig whipped Dorgon. The city gate of Liguan Town over there had been opened, and a large number of cavalry poured out.

Azig turned the horse's head and left without saying a word. Dorgon, who had regained consciousness, was pulled by Dodo and fled backwards.

As for the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, they are all Han people, who the hell should they care about. The Zhenghuang Banners are all cavalry, and even the infantry have their own horses. Seeing that the situation was not good, the generals took the lead and ran away, without saying anything, surrounding the three

Baylor ran.

Fan Wencheng stamped his feet and looked at the chaos of the Eight Banners of the Han Army. This was all his hard work, and it was also his capital to establish a foothold in the Hou Jin Dynasty. He couldn't lose it, he absolutely couldn't lose it.

"If you don't want to die, follow me up the mountain!" Fan Wencheng also tried his best. He drew out his sword and hacked to death a running soldier.

The screams and the heads soaring into the sky made the surrounding soldiers quiet down. Then the contagion spread rapidly to the surroundings. The soldiers around them all drew out their knives and looked at the running soldiers fiercely.

"Go up the mountain. Anyone who doesn't want to die can follow me up the mountain." Fan Wencheng waved his hand and took the lead in running up the mountain. The slope of the mountain can greatly offset the impact of the cavalry. Fan Wencheng, the golden cavalry who has been following him all year round, knows very well.

.

Rebels are like scattered sheep. Once a leader appears, they will follow blindly. Even if there is an abyss ahead, the sheep will instinctively follow the herd.

After only running forty or fifty feet, Fan Wencheng stopped and ordered the chaotic troops to form an array!

After all, the training over the past year has paid off. Under the leadership of the young officer who had regained his composure, the scattered soldiers began to form a neat linear array.

Wu Sangui led the cavalry to pursue them bravely, and the distance of two miles was almost reached in the blink of an eye. "Fuck you." Seeing the chaotic Han Eight Banners actually going up the mountain, Wu Sangui cursed. Fighting in the mountains, he lost the battle.

The cavalry, which has lost its impact, does not take any advantage at all.

"Let go!" Fan Wencheng saw the cavalry rushing to the foot of the mountain and ordered the soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty to shoot.

The "cracking" sound of gunfire was like setting off firecrackers. The cavalrymen who rushed to the foot of the mountain fell down in rows. Just when Wu Sangui felt bad, he felt his mount go limp under his crotch. His whole body was straightened up.

After being thrown out, he learned to ride horses since he was a child. Wu Sangui did not panic at the critical moment and pulled his legs out of the stirrups.

Then he bent his elbows and hugged his chest, and the whole person formed a ball. He rolled twice on the ground to relieve his strength. Then he glanced at his surroundings, immediately rolled over and rolled into a ditch beside the road, lying on his stomach.

At this time, the horse lying on the ground was still kicking its legs. A large mouthful of blood flowed out of its mouth. Wu Sangui couldn't help but look around when he saw the bleeding wound.

The dense rain of bullets only hit one row, and the Second Cavalry Division began to fight back. Amidst the roar, the three-eyed muskets fired one after another. But after all, the upward shooting distance was long, and the volleys of guns almost did nothing to the Han Eight Banners halfway up the mountain.

Loss. Only a few unlucky ones were hit by extraordinary projectiles.

On the side of the Second Cavalry Division, people were lying on their backs. There were fallen horses and people everywhere, and many wounded soldiers were screaming loudly. The Second Cavalry Division was different from other troops. These were soldiers of Zu Dashou and Wu Xiang's family.

He was an old man and could be regarded as a junior soldier. Seeing so many people being shot and killed, Wu Sangui shouted anxiously: "Let's go!"

But his roar was completely drowned out by the chaotic battlefield, and even he himself couldn't hear it clearly.

Yuan Chonghuan, who had already climbed to the top of the city, frowned. He did not expect that when the enemy was in chaos, the enemy would still have such fighting strength. The local generals seemed not to be underestimated.

"The infantry speeds up to catch up and meet the cavalry. The mortars are pushed outside the city to bombard the enemy's lines." Yuan Chonghuan calmly gave the order.

Seeing that the Second Cavalry Division was on its back, Fan Wencheng had no intention of expanding the victory.

"Go down the mountain, grab the carriage and let's go." There are many carriages at the foot of the mountain. Although the Eight Banners of the Han Army are infantry, in order to march quickly, Dorgon still asked for many carriages from Nurhachi. With these carriages, they could cross the

After Liaohe River, it quickly approaches south.

"Master Dutong, what should I do with those artillery pieces?" In panic, an artilleryman asked loudly.

"It exploded!" Fan Wencheng didn't hesitate at all. Those cannons easily weighed several hundred kilograms. It was simply impossible to drag those things and escape quickly. Even if they exploded, Fan Wencheng didn't want these cannons to fall to the enemy.

in the hand.

The artillerymen scurried out like rabbits. Carrying gunpowder was actually very troublesome. It was better to blow up the cannons together. After filling the gun barrel with excessive gunpowder, the artillerymen lit the fuse, and then ran down the mountain like crazy. Those bastards had already

After harnessing the carriage, God knows if it will be waiting for me.

The soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, who had enjoyed the sweetness, were no longer as afraid of these cavalry as they were yesterday. They climbed on the carriage and fired coldly at the Second Cavalry Division. They also defeated many pursuing cavalry of the Second Cavalry Division. After this battle, the Second Cavalry Division

The division was severely damaged and was unable to continue the pursuit.

Yuan Chonghuan looked helplessly at the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty who were driving away in a cart and knew who the generals of the other side were. This was a formidable opponent.

Shi Kefa sat dumbly on the city wall, and Shi Dewei walked over and tried to pull his father up. It was already a bit cold, and sitting on the cold city wall would make you sick. But when his hand touched Shi Kefa's, Shi Dewei immediately screamed.

Dad's hands were very hot, and when he touched his forehead, it was even hotter than his hands.

Shi Kefa, who was sitting against the city wall, was actually still snoring.

During the seven days and seven nights, Shi Kefa only slept for a total of three to five hours. Even a strong man could not bear it. What's more, Shi Kefa spent these seven days and seven nights in exhaustion. Now that he relaxed, he collapsed all of a sudden.

Dorgon ran to the edge of the Liao River and finally came to his senses. Thinking about the mighty Han Eight Banners when they came, but now the whole army was destroyed in his own hands. Dorgon felt like a thousand kittens in his heart.

The claws are like scratching.

The Eight Banners of the Han Army, which were built with money from each banner, have now been beaten to ashes. Now that I have returned to Shenyang, how can I explain to the banner owners? Mang Gurtai, who has always been at odds with me, still laughs at me to death. There is no need now.

With his eyes closed, Dorgon could imagine Mang Gurtai's vicious face.

"Let's go, there's nothing we can do." Azig was very lucky now that not many of his men participated in that death charge. The violent explosion at that moment completely destroyed Azig's confidence. He didn't know that it was

What, I just know that it is a force that destroys heaven and earth.

A total of 1,200 people were wiped out in an instant. They were still musketeers, a full 200 steps away from the city wall. Azig did not dare to think what would happen if his yellow flag rushed to the bottom of the city.

things.

In Azig's view, those who died were all Han people, and it was an insignificant matter. They were just some banner slaves, and the money was lost. The lives of Han people were worth less than the lives of dogs, and there was no need to make a fuss about it.

Duduo still didn't speak, and Dorgon's face was full of frustration. He waited for the ferry to transport people to the north bank of the Liaohe River, and then returned to Shenyang. Jierhalang's expression was a little strange, and he kept looking to the south.

I don’t know what to look at!

While waiting for the ferry, the Xiaoqi sentry who had stayed behind ran back. After flipping his saddle and dismounting, he signed a lot to Dorgon and said: "Fourteen Baylor! Fan Wencheng has returned with the Eight Banners of the Han Army."

"Back? How many people are back?" Azig's eyes widened, and he threw Fan Wencheng and Han Baqi behind, just to let them be killed by the Ming army so that they could give themselves time to escape. He never dreamed that

Fan Wencheng could actually come back. He was curious about how many people this guy could bring back.

"There are many carriages, and there are still two to three thousand people." The sentinel of Xiaoqi Camp reported back.

"Fan Wencheng is well done!" Dorgon urged his horse to leave excitedly. Six thousand Han troops from the Eight Banners were brought across the Liao River. Although more than half of them were lost, at least half of them came back intact. This is back.

Shenyang is much better than the entire army being destroyed.

"Old Fourteen, wait for me!" Azig hurriedly urged his horse to catch up with his impatient brother.

When Li Xiao arrived at Liguan Town, it was almost evening. In fact, he didn't want to come to Liguan Town. He still had great confidence in Yuan Chonghuan. However, Emperor Chongzhen Zhu Youjian had no confidence in Yuan Chonghuan. In his heart, he had no confidence in Yuan Chonghuan.

When fighting a war with the Tatars, it is more reliable to send Li Xiao.

When we stepped onto the pier, only Yuan Chonghuan, Wu Xiang, and Wu Sangui came to greet us.

"Where is Shi Kefa?" This time, Li Xiao came to supervise the army under an imperial decree. He was considered an imperial envoy, and it was like the emperor came in person. As long as Shi Kefa was not dead, he should crawl over to pay his respects.

"My lord, Shi Kefa is ill. Li Guan has been on guard for seven days and seven nights, but he hasn't had a sound sleep at all. When the Tatars withdrew, he collapsed immediately. Now the fever has not gone away, and we are discussing whether to send him away.

Go to Changxing Island."

"Oh, I'll go and take a look. How are the casualties of the Nanjing Forbidden Army?" Li Xiao saw the ruined Liguan Town, and he also looked at the Nanjing Forbidden Army with admiration. To be honest, if Jinzhou was hit to this extent, maybe one division would defend it.

It can be better. Yuan Chonghuan's second division comes to defend, and the consequences are hard to say.

After all, the first division has a high proportion of veterans, while the second division is mostly composed of new recruits. More than half of the people have never been on the battlefield, and they have never even seen what a firecracker looks like before joining the army.

"The casualties were close to 70%. Shi Kefa can be considered a man. He threw his son on the city wall and defended it for three days. Shi Dewei had 13 major and minor injuries on his body. These two men are both tough guys."

“It’s true that a tiger’s father has no dog’s son!”

There are not many remaining buildings in Liguan Town, and they are all leaning against the base of the city wall. Li Xiao got into a room, smelling of musty, sweat, blood, and who-knows-what kind of smell, and he almost died

Li Xiaoxun came out.

"How do you find such a place?" Li Xiao frowned. Injured people are most afraid of infection. The environment here is so bad that wound infection is almost equal to death these days.

"There is no way, there are dead people everywhere outside the city. There are rubbles everywhere inside the city, but these few houses are still intact. The wounded soldiers are all crowded here...! Mr. Shi insisted on being treated like a soldier, so

…!”

"It's good not to be special, but that's not the way to go. Let people quickly clear a clean area and set up tents. Dr. Tang will come with the medical team later. You have to set up enough tents in advance.

A tent for everyone to live in.

After insisting on guarding for seven days and seven nights, these people are exhausted." Li Xiao issued the order while walking inside.

The turbid air made Li Xiao cough a few times, and Shi Kefa's bed was at the end. A guy with disheveled hair and blood all over his body, and a face so dirty that he couldn't even see his appearance, sat in front of the bed and kept feeding Shi Kefa water.

He fed very carefully, and only scooped a little bit at a time with the small wooden spoon. He kept putting it into Shi Kefa's mouth, but Shi Kefa seemed to have lost his ability to swallow. The water he fed came out far more than he swallowed. But this guy,

It still keeps feeding water. It repeats mechanically, like a robot.
Chapter completed!