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Chapter 313 Firepower

The ultimate goal of this battle is to do your best to kill the living forces of the Tartar headquarters. As for the back shade barrier, Yong'an Fort, Zhongqiansuo and Gaolingyi Four Village Forts, Ying Yi was not taken seriously.

Three thousand troops were stationed in Shanhaiguan. With Guancheng, he was not afraid of the Tartar vassal army in these four villages and forts.

Ying Yi's army pointed directly at Sanshanying Fort, and when he reached Sanshanying, he first passed Yong'an Fort. It was a back shade barrier, and it was also on the side, forming a tripod with Sanshanying and Yong'an Fort.

The back-shading vanity fort is northeast behind Yong'an Fort, and Sanshan Camp is on a straight line behind Yong'an Fort east. The distance is only forty miles.

Ying Yi led his army to pass outside Yong'an Fortress, looked up and took a few glances. The Tartar defenders on Yong'an Fortress seemed to be unable to see him.

Ying Yi couldn't help but smile: "I'm afraid of being beaten."

I didn't care about this fort, and I went all the way, with the speed of my personal guards as fast as a galloping horse. In just one hour, when the Chou Shi was at the beginning, Sanshan Camp Fort was already far away.

Ying Yi knew the arrangement of the Tartar troops in Sanshan Camp Fort. How many elite soldiers of the Eight Banners in the Tartar headquarters were asked about the prisoners, and the arrangement of the large camp was discovered by the scouts.

The Sanshanying Fort is located between the three mountain bags. The 70,000 Tatars' army is divided into seven divisions. With the Sanshanying as the center, one military camp is placed on the hillsides on both sides of the three roads that cross the three mountain bags. In other words, the three roads entering and leaving the Sanshanying have two military camps guarded on both sides.

As for the information interrogated, the Eight Tatars Banners came here this time, and a single flag of tens of thousands of elite soldiers guarded Liaoyang.

As long as these seven flags were strangled in this battle, the meat on the chopping board of the Tartars would have no room for resistance.

"I had estimated how many elite troops of the Tatars were earlier. Abatai was wiped out and 20,000 real Tatars' heads were cut off. In a battle outside Shanhaiguan, more than 5,000 were beheaded. Here is 25,000. The Tatars' surprise attack on water, with more than 10,000, which is 37,800. There are still 10,000 in Liaoyang, which is 47,800,000. The Sanshan Camp has 70,000, and the total is 11,200,000."

Ying Yi said to Wang Yisheng: "A ten people will take one dynasty, and Jiannu will have one hundred and two hundred thousand dynasty. I guess it is almost the same number. I only need to destroy 70,000 here, and all the rest of the Tartars are the elderly, weak, women and children, and the destruction is only in the evening."

Wang Yisheng said: "Your Majesty, it may not be easy for the 70,000 troops of the Tartars to be destroyed in one battle."

Ying Yi nodded: "It's 70,000 pigs and pigs, so it's not easy to kill them. But there's no hurry. We have time. As long as we keep Jinzhou and block the sea route, the Tartars have nowhere to escape."

In order to avoid alarming the Tartars, Ying Yi bypassed the distance and circled around the Sanshan Camp for a long time. After more than half an hour, he arrived east of the Sanshan Camp.

At this moment, the rumbling cannons suddenly erupted from the Sanshan Camp, tearing the night and breaking the moonlight. Suddenly, the entire Sanshan Camp became boiling!

"Let's go, go and meet the Tartars. See if the Tartars are extremely vicious or my sharp army."

Ying Yi clamped the horse's belly and slowly headed towards the Sanshan Camp.

Zhu Bingkun's soldiers had different new and old, and their strength could not be compared with Ying Yi's personal guardian. Therefore, his journey was much slower.

Ying Yi arrived at Sanshan Camp and circled around, and Zhu Bingkun and others led their troops to arrive.

When the troops are at the city, how can I tell you? I set up a cannon formation and bang.

Three roads in Sanshan Camp, one leads directly to the west, aiming at Yong'an Fortress. One leads to the north and points directly to the back shade barrier. Zhu Bingkun led 6,000 people to block the road in Tongxi, set up a cannon array outside the mountain pass, and finds the Tartar military camp on the hillsides on both sides, and then burst into chaos.

At the same time, the mountain pass in Tongbei was also bombarded by another school captain's artillery array.

While the artillery array was bombarded, the Tartars had already discovered the enemy. But no matter how fast the Tartars reacted, they were not as fast as the cannons came.

The Tartars' military camp was very simple and there was no wall. It was probably to facilitate the entry and exit of the cavalry, or to be a kind of arrogance. There were only a tent lined up. This time, for the decisive battle, all the tiger squat cannons in Shanhaiguan were pulled over. There were four hundred gates on Zhu Bingkun's side!

Two hundred gates lined up in a row, crossed and hit the target, and in a cup of tea, he fought six rounds straight, smashing the Tartar barracks on the hillsides on both sides.

At this time, the Tatar cavalry rushed down from the hillside!

The Tartars didn't even have the chance to fight back with cannons! Even though there was a cannon array on the hillside, they were knocked into ruins at the first moment.

"Array!Array!"

The drums were loud, and Zhu Bingkun sat upright on the horse and commanded calmly. The spearmen formed a month and a half formation, covering the mountain pass, blocking the Tartars' road. The gunmen hid behind the spearmen, and had already loaded up ammunition, waiting for the Tartars to rush over.

However, the cannon formation was unable to continue bombarding at this time. The Tartars were high, while Zhu Bingkun was low. From low to high, he could not help but hit his own people.

The artillery fire stopped, replaced by the rumbling sound of horse hooves. The Tartars rushed down from a high place, with an extremely terrifying momentum.

The long geese-like sound of horns sounded, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang

A large fog rose, dispersing the moonlight, and followed by people and horses. Large areas of Tartar fell on the way to charge, some were broken in their heads, some were holed in their chests, some were limbs flying, some were purely injured and fell, and were thrown out!

In this case, if you fall from the horse's back, you can imagine the fate. You will either be stepped into meat paste by the cavalry that rushed over, or you will be broken by the falling muscles.

The guns were almost kept ringing, and they fought for a while. As soon as the Tartars rushed down the hillside, they seemed to stop and stopped. They rushed across this line and fell down. The ones behind continued to rush over and fell down again.

The gun fired ten rounds before it was slightly apart.

How perfect was Zhu Bingkun's preparation? Before the artillery was bombarded, the gunmen were loaded. Thousands of gunmen were divided into ten rows by Zhu Bingkun, and one gun was taken in turn.

The firepower was so fierce that the Tartars were almost collapsed.

After a short break of the ten rounds, the Tartars suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, howling and shouting endlessly, and finally rushed through the line of death.

I don’t know how many Tartars showed joy, but before they could take ten steps, another round of gunfire sounded!

The broken human corpses fell within two hundred steps. When the Tartars rushed to the front, the remaining Tartars were already crazy!

Not that kind of madness, but the madness of collapse!

Some Tartars even jumped off the horse's back and were trampled to death by the horse!

"superior!"

The drums shook, and the platoons stepped on and rushed with guns!

The sound of flesh entering the flesh was like a puff, whether it was a war horse or a Tartar in armor, it was killed in front of the formation like a piece of paper!

At this time, there was another howling on the hillside, and the second wave of Tartars began to charge again.

Zhu Bingkun smiled and said to the left and right: "How many have you killed?"

"About four thousand people." The left and right answered: "The Tartar barracks on both sides had about two thousand cavalry charges, and they all died."

Zhu Bingkun nodded slightly: "Let the soldiers not relax, this is just beginning."
Chapter completed!
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