"No……"

Dorgon, who was holding a thousand-mile mirror and waiting to see his younger brother show his power, suddenly let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Then he took a step forward.

But at the same time, Duoduo's figure disappeared from his vision, replaced by countless horses running by and a chaotic white-flag soldier. Then a flash of flames in the Qianli Mile Mile Mile, and two soldiers were instantly blown away.

Dorgon threw away the Qianlijing and looked at the sky in a daze, watching the flames that were constantly falling. At this time, it was already the second batch. Among the Qing cavalry charging on the ground, the flames of the explosion of twenty-pound flower bombs continued to rise, and countless soldiers were blown up. At the same time, the loud thunderous sound scared the war horses roared in horror. Regardless of the control of the owner on their backs, they ran and bumped like a headless fly, and chaos spread rapidly like a plague.

"Wu Sangui, I want to tear you into pieces!"

Dorgon suddenly howled.

Duoduo, who was dismissed from such chaos, had almost zero hope of survival. This is his favorite brother. He never thought that Huang Taiji was his brother, and he had only two closest brothers. Duoduo was the one with the deepest feelings for him. Ajige was torn by the dog emperor. If Duoduo died again...

"King Yu, King Yu is not dead!"

Suddenly, Fan Wencheng shouted in surprise.

Dorgon hurriedly took the Qianli mirror handed over by his personal soldiers and looked there. In his sight, two soldiers were lifting Duoduo and putting it on the back of the horse, and then quickly ran out of the chaotic army.

Dorgon returned to normal only then.

However, when he turned his vision to the battlefield, he felt a sense of blood dripping from his heart.

His cavalry was collapsing.

The flowering bullets falling from the sky kept exploding in the torrent of the cavalry. The soldiers were constantly blown away in the explosion fire. The frightened war horses turned around and collided with the war horses that were charging behind them. Not to mention attacking, even the minimum formation could no longer be maintained. What's even more terrifying is that the chaos of the cavalry is spreading towards the infantry. Many of the fleeing war horses crashed into their own infantry. The shield chariots did not have flank protection. Many of the infantry caught off guard were washed down by their own war horses and even stepped under their hooves. Some Qing infantry on the front line had to turn to block their own cavalry.

At the same time, the Ming army was in high morale. Those who had originally started to escape returned, and the front line, which was originally on the verge of collapse, was completely consolidated.

More importantly...

The shells are still falling.

This terrible weapon directly destroyed the Qing army's offensive. In less than a minute, the shells fell like nightmares over the heads of the Qing army. Each round of shells fell was a harvester of death. Even it was no longer just bombarding cavalry, and even the dazzling flames exploded in the infantry. Because the battle caused the maximum concentration of infantry, these flowering bullets could easily obtain as many battle results as possible. Countless Qing army infantry were blown to pieces, especially those that were blown down before landing. Fragments and flames hit below like storms. One shell could cause death and injury to more than a dozen soldiers.

What's even more terrifying is the panic it causes.

Not only were the war horses scared, but even the infantry fled because of fear. Dorgon even saw the expressions on the faces of the defeated Ming soldiers in the past from the faces of the Eight Banners warriors.

Dorgon's heart is really bleeding.

He was not unaware that the Ming army had flower bullets in his hands. Abatai was defeated like this. It was very simple to deal with such things. It was enough to block the ears of the war horses and make the soldiers mentally prepared. However, the Ming army in Jidong had never used this thing, which made him neglect this point. Of course, it was mainly because he had never seen it with his own eyes. People were always prone to neglecting things that they had not seen before. In addition, because of fear of morale being hit, the news of the fall of Jinzhou was limited to the Qing generals who knew that the Ming army was deep in western Liaoning. After all, once the soldiers knew that the Ming army was deeply in western Liaoning, they would definitely panic, which eventually led to the tragedy. But it was too late now. Even if a cavalry had already started to do this, the defeat was irreversible. They could only temporarily retreat and reorganize the army.

"Retreat, retreat!"

He gritted his teeth and stared at his blood-red eyes.

Retreat is the only option.

However……

"retreat?"

Wu Sangui, behind the Ming army, said with a grin and a grin at the banner of the Qing army.

"Tell Hu Shouliang that it's time to do work!"

He said.

The flag bearer beside him immediately waved the order flag.

Behind the Ming army front, Hu Shouliang, who was already anxious, pulled out the Yanling sword without hesitation and roared: "Kill, don't embarrass our general, kill, let's see the real Guanning army, kill, kill the Tartars, and avenge the brothers who died in Liaodong!"

After saying that, he rushed out first.

The seven thousand cavalrymen with three thousand Wu Sangui's family slaves as the core almost simultaneously activated the war horses under their crotch forward, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a magnificent torrent of cavalry.

The Ming army infantry immediately separated to the sides.

This torrent rushed out in an instant.

At this time, the Qing army had already begun to retreat. Due to the blowing of the flower bombardment and the trampling of its own cavalry, the order of retreat was in chaos. The Ming cavalry who suddenly entered the battlefield bumped into the battlefield like a destruction. The elite cavalry holding goose feather swords rushed to the chaotic Qing army frantically and kept slashing at both sides. The dead bodies with rat tails fell down and were instantly trampled under the horse's hooves. The cavalry was invincible when they did not form formations. They just had to rush around.

What's more, this cavalry has never participated in the battle, and both people and war horses have been fully equipped.

The invasion of seven thousand cavalry finally turned the retreat of the Qing army into a defeat. No matter how hard Dorgon tried in the rear, he could not change all this. More than 20,000 Qing troops completely released the sheep. In the impact of the Ming cavalry and the pursuit of infantry, just like the Ming army that defeated the Battle of Songshan, they fled west desperately in horror. Moreover, they also caused the defeat of the Qing army that attacked Fengrun, and then the Qing army that besieged Yutian. All the Qing army on the entire Hebei battlefield were involved in the defeat. Everyone threw away everything that could be discarded and fled to Jizhou regardless of everything. This great defeat actually stopped until the Ji Canal.

The Battle of Hebei ended like this.

The Qing army was defeated again.

Dorgon not only lost nearly 10,000 of the most elite Eight Banners Army, but also lost countless supplies including all cannons, but also took on his own brother.

Well, although not dead.

But Duoduo was also seriously injured. A 20-pound flowering bullet exploded less than five meters away. While blowing him away, two shrapnel hit him. One arm was definitely ruined. Fortunately, the heavy armor provided some protection on his chest. After the shrapnel was shot in, it broke a rib and did not continue to penetrate the heart. Of course, whether he could survive depends on the will of heaven. Anyway, after escaping back to Jizhou, Dorgon searched for doctors everywhere like crazy.

"What a pity!"

Emperor Yang said regretfully.

"I still want to use his head to spread it to all directions!"

Then he picked up the teacup and said.

His cheap daughter beside him knelt on a soft cushion, holding a small teapot and carefully performed tea art for him. It was early summer, and cicadas were already chirping on the big tree above his head, wild flowers blooming among the green grass under his feet, and the faint fragrance of the girl could be heard faintly. Behind him were two young and beautiful maids holding big fans in their hands, gently slapping him in the wind. What a quiet afternoon!

Well, the people of Guangning's banner opposite him definitely don't think so.

Because as long as the picture is pushed forward from the shade of his father, the kindness of his daughter, it instantly becomes the most spectacular scene in the cold weapon era. Four huge counterweight catapults line up at a distance of 100 meters. In the busyness of countless soldiers around, simple mechanical movements are constantly repeated. As the lever rises and falls, fragrant water burning bombs pass through the sky like meteors, and in the numb eyes of the military and civilians on the Guangning city wall, they fall into the city and turn into flames rising into the sky.

It's indeed a numb look.

He had been like this for five days. What else can Tunqi and his nearly 40,000 soldiers and civilians besides being numb?

Anyway, most of the things that can be burned in Guangning City have been burned. There are not only these trenchers here. There are four other trenchers working day and night in the east of the city. Although the efficiency is not high, they have also dropped 2,000 bullets on Guangning during this period. According to a wine jar that contains less than 50 kilograms, Yang Feng threw nearly 50 tons of fragrant water at the city, which doesn't seem to be much. But if these bullets plus those rooms are full of wooden beams and pillars, wooden doors and windows, and firewood piled up by every household, then this would be a very terrifying thing.

The fires ignited from the east and south directions quickly devoured the entire city with the help of the southeast wind, turning everything into ashes. Houses, property, food, and more than 3,000 bannermen who had not escaped were burned. More importantly, more than half of the war horses were burned to death. Now the city is full of black ruins, full of burning stenches of people and livestock. The surviving bannermen can only hide on the city walls, looking at their destroyed homes with numb eyes, and looking at the burning bullets that are still falling above their heads.

"Your Majesty, are you still burning?"

Tang Yu asked carefully.

"Burn, keep burning, there is still half of the tincture oil. Will it still be left if you don't burn it? This thing has no other use, and it's still amazing if you light the lamp!"

Yang Feng put down the teacup and said.

"Father, please use tea!"

His fifteen-year-old princess held another small teacup in his hand and said softly.

Yang Feng looked down at her face that was as delicate as a porcelain doll, and two villains were constantly fighting in his mind.

"She is your daughter!"

One said.

"Don't listen to it. What does it have to do with you that she is Chongzhen's daughter?"

Another said.

"You qin beast, isn't your body from Chongzhen?"

One said.

"The body is just a skin, the soul is yourself. What matters is that she is beautiful. Since she got here, when have you ever seen such a tender and delicious little beauty?"

Another said.

...

Yang Feng suddenly sighed.

"You go and change to a bigger cup. This father is really not used to using it."
Chapter completed!