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"Bang bang bang..."

With the continuous and fierce chirping of bird cannons, gunpowder smoke filled the city top and clouds and mountains shrouded in fog, making it look like a fairyland.

At this time, it was noon, the sea breeze was warm, the city head was at a height of more than eight meters, and the wind was faster. Soon, the smoke was blown away, and the visibility became high again.

"Shoot-----. Kill these dog Tatars." Shunzi shouted as loudly as he could.

"Bang bang bang."

There was another burst of bird gun chirping.

Even though the Houjin soldiers below the city were protected by shields, the cannons fired by the Ming army on top of the city were too fast and had such a long range that they were overwhelmed and unable to fight back.

In a moment, more than a dozen people had fallen.

"Get back. Get back. Get back quickly." These soldiers with the Han banner were not fools either. They shouted loudly and retreated quickly.

The bird cannons here in the Changsheng Camp have a shooting range of about 80 steps and within 70 steps, and are lethal.

Then, the Han flag archers on the Jin Army's side were far unable to compare with the real Jurchen warriors due to their inherent disadvantages. The range of their bows and arrows was only 50 or 60 steps, but they still had good arm strength.

In addition, due to the angle, they could only shoot arrows upwards and could not aim. They just shot high parabolas to see who among the Ming army was unlucky.

As for the Ming army on the top of the city, they were condescending. Even though they could not drill into the crenels to aim and shoot like the soldiers during the Republic of China, this advantage of height also made them more calm and gave them more time to prepare and choose.

The accuracy will be higher.

Not long after, twenty or thirty Tatars with Han banners fell to the guns of the Ming army.

There was a cheer on the top of the city.

The Han slaves below also exploded, scurrying around like headless flies.

These Han flag soldiers were helpless against the Ming army on the city wall, but they were extremely brave against these Han slaves. Inexplicably, a hail of arrows passed by, and at least dozens of Han slaves fell in a pool of blood.

"These bastard traitors really deserve to be punished by heaven." Zhang Pan cursed angrily.

Chen Zhong's eyes were also a little red, "Yuan Qing, is there any way to save them? Now that the main force of the Hou Jin Army has not come, why not let us open the city gate and let them in."

Li Yuanqing shook his head calmly but indifferently. How could he open the city gate at this time? He didn't want to live anymore?

"You all shout together and tell them to run eastward. Hurry." Li Yuanqing waved his hand and shouted at the dozen or so soldiers around him.

These soldiers also reacted and shouted together: "Folks, hurry up and run to the east. The Tatars are coming to kill us."

These Han slaves were running around, but when they heard the shouts from the top of the city, they reacted and ran in a group towards the bottom of the east wall, jumping into the moat with a thump.

At this time, even if you drown, it is better than dying in the hands of these dog Tatars.

These Han flag soldiers did not dare to move forward, and these Han slaves fled one after another. They had no choice but to shoot and kill at will to satisfy their hatred. Unfortunately, the Han slaves ran further and further away, and soon they could no longer shoot with their bows and arrows, so they had to retreat quickly.

"You traitor, get out of here. If you dare to come here again, I will kick you back into your mother's belly."

The Ming troops on the top of the city yelled at each other, and then cheered.

But the soldiers were excited, and the three generals, Li Yuanqing, were all nervous.

The filling is almost done, now it’s time to get started.

Seeing Zhang Pan and Chen Zhong's nervous expressions, Li Yuanqing suddenly smiled and said, "Brothers, relax. Come on, have a laugh. I'll treat you to a good show later."

Chen Zhong and Zhang Pan could not help but be speechless for a while.

…………

Not far away, in the Houjin battle formation, the old slave was surrounded by dozens of Baylor, Beizi and big slaves in the middle.

He was not wearing armor or a hat today. He was dressed in black clothes with gold trim and his gray pigtails were casually tied behind his head. He was dressed very coolly.

He squinted his eyes, stroked his gray goat's beard, and looked in the direction of Lushun City for a long time, and then said to the people around him: "Are these three boys from Liaonan just like this? What? With this little method, they can

Are you dressed like this?"

Mang Gurtai hurriedly knelt down on the ground and said, "Ahma, these three thieves are just rats. Our army has arrived, and we can crush this city of Lushun into dust in one go."

In these days, although Zhenglan Banner suffered little losses, the Changsheng Battalion actually went to Gaizhou City to show off its power and wiped out the eighteenth generation of Mang Gurtai's ancestors. How could Mang Gurtai be so angry? He just couldn't wait to see it.

Eating Li Yuanqing's flesh and blood raw, he didn't want to waste a moment.

On the side, Yue Tuo, the leader of the inlaid red flag, hurriedly knelt on the ground, "Grandpa Khan, these three thieves are sinister and despicable. Especially the one named Li Yuanqing, who is cunning and sinister, and is extremely hostile to our people. In my humble opinion, grandson,

We must not underestimate the enemy or advance rashly."

Although Yue Tuo has never had a head-on confrontation with Li Yuanqing, in the past year or so, due to the geographical location of Xianghongqi, all the ministries under his command have suffered a lot from Li Yuanqing. When he first came to Liaonan this time, he took Suotong and Shu

I scrunched up the book and inquired about the process of that day in detail, and naturally understood that Li Yuanqing's three films must not be as simple as he appeared at this time.

The old slave glanced at Yue Tuo, nodded lightly, and then glanced at the people around him, "Where are you?"

Amin said: "How dare you stop my army in this small area? Khan Ama, I am willing to be the vanguard and capture the city of Lushun."

He said, kneeling down to ask for a fight.

On the side, Daishan slowly came out and said, "Khan Ama, although Lushun City is small, its formation is tight and leak-free. I think that our army cannot advance rashly, but can send a small force to test and attack first. Find out.

After getting the details, it’s not too late to make plans.”

Beside me, Huang Taiji, the leader of the Zhengbai Banner, also said: "Khan Ama, I agree with my second brother's opinion."

On the other side, He Heli and An Feiyanggu also nodded.

The old slave smiled faintly, these children and grandchildren of his can be said to be outstanding people.

Dai Shan, Yue Tuo and his son are mature and stable, and they do things flawlessly. Mang Gurtai and A Min are brave and good at fighting, and are best suited to charge into battle. Huang Taiji is both civil and military, with the air of a general.

Originally, the old slave didn't bother to come to a place like Lushun. He had just pacified Liaoxi and pacified Mongolia. More than half a year had almost passed, and he also wanted to go home to have a good rest and spend time with his lovely wife and concubine.

Leave some more seeds.

But because Li Yuanqing and his three troops harassed the wheat harvest in southern Liaoning, the old slave was extremely angry.

In an agricultural society, the most important thing for any ruler is the harvest of crops.

However, at this time, after carefully observing the city defense of Lushun, the old slave already had an idea in his mind, and said calmly: "Then~~, let Amin and Abatai take the lead."

Amin couldn't help but be overjoyed and kowtowed hurriedly: "Thank you Khan Ama."

With that said, he turned around and ran towards the headquarters.

On the other side, a man with a serious expression also kowtowed respectfully to the old slave and quickly ran towards his tribe.

This man is the seventh son of Lao Nu, his name is Abatai. Although he is brave and good at fighting and has made many military exploits, because his mother's status is very low and she is in her early thirties, he is just a low-class kid.

How can Abatai, who is arrogant and thinks highly of himself, accept this?

At this time, the old slave ordered his general, and he was eager to prove himself.

Not long after, Amin's Xianglan Banner's Niulu and Abatai's Niulu had slowly emerged from the front line, preparing to rush towards Lushun City.

At this time, a little boy of eight or nine years old jumped out from behind the old slave. He took a knife and ran under the old slave's horse. He had just reached the old slave's boots and hurriedly hugged him.

Shoes said coquettishly: "Khan Ama, my son, I will also go to war for Khan Ama."

After a moment, another small figure came behind him. He was only about six or seven years old. He was very beautiful. He also held a knife and said in a sweet voice: "There is me, there is me. Khan Ama, I, I

We must also go to war for Khan Amma."

When everyone saw these two figures, they couldn't help but shake their heads and laugh.

The old slave's face, which was originally fluttering, suddenly showed a smile as warm as spring, "Fourteen, fifteen, you two little guys, didn't you two stay in the camp? Why did you sneak here?

?”

These two children were the two young sons of the old slave, the fourteenth Age Dorgon and the fifteenth Age Dodo.

When he got a son at an old age, and it was at the height of his wealth, the old slave felt that these two sons were a gift from God and brought him luck. He doted on them very much, saying that he was afraid of having them in his mouth.

It's melted, and it's not an exaggeration to hold it in the palm of your hand for fear of falling.

Historically, after the death of the old slave, most of the two yellow flags he personally led, including Niulu, fell into the hands of these two little brothers, which also laid the seeds for the so-called "marriage of the Queen Mother" in advance.

Dorgon was older, he was talented and intelligent, and he already knew some things about adults, so he hurriedly said: "Khan Ama, I just went to play with Brother Seven, and happened to meet Brother Seven who went on an expedition. Ama Khan, Shi and I

The fifth brother also wants to go to war for Khan Amma, and asks Khan Amma to grant his permission."

Duduo also said in a milky voice: "I beg Khan Ama to grant my wish."

The old slave couldn't help but laugh heartily, "Okay, okay. Come on, you two little guys, come to Khan Amma's big horse."

As he said that, he actually dismounted his horse, personally carried the two little guys Dorgon and Duoduo to the horse, and then climbed back on the horse.

His horse was extremely majestic and could ride on the three of them without any problems.

Dorgon and Duduo went one behind the other, like riding on a boat, cheering happily.

The old slave's big hands carefully supported his two precious sons, and the smile on his face could not be concealed at all, "Two little guys, we are here to watch your two brothers fight and win for Khan Amar.

Come down to Lushun City."
To be continued...