The sound of cannons and gunshots roared, and a fight was underway outside Zhenjiang Fort.

"Kill! Those who retreat will slash!" Obai had a ferocious face, howled like a ferocious god, and ruthlessly swung his knife to cut over an officer running back. His subordinates also used the chopping and slaughter to maintain order and attack again.

War is courage. And the general will be the leader of the army, and the general will be cowardly and the soldiers will fall.

A rough man, Obai, probably wouldn't know the essence of this magnificent military book. But he knew that he could lead the way and lead the team to fight, which would inspire the morale of the army and morale.

The enemy's position had been broken through, and after working harder to penetrate it, the Ming generals lost their courage. These cowards only dared to hide behind the fortification and fire their guns.

Oboi thought so, and his sight was limited to the attacking surface of more than 200 meters wide.

But Huang Taiji, behind the formation, could see clearly that the Ming army deliberately retreated and gave up part of the front-line positions, but increased troops on both wings, forming a concave pocket formation.

The number of defenders in Zhenjiang Fort was large, and it might not even be less than the troops he brought. The defenders had complete fortifications, strong firepower, and no disadvantage in their troops. Huang Taiji knew that they could not conquer them at all.

When he saw Oboi finally brought two thousand Jianzhou soldiers to suppress him, he knew that the situation was not good, but hesitated for a moment, but did not immediately issue the order to retreat.

This offensive and defensive battle has left the military category, especially after being shouted in unison by the Ming army on the opposite side, Huang Taiji felt heavy pressure and helplessness.

If he still planned to only send the Han army as cannon fodder as he came before, he would retreat at will, wouldn’t it be confirmed that “Huang Taiji is his own person”?

Huang Taiji was not too worried about the suspicion of his subordinates, but his father Khan's suspicion would cause him to lose his qualification as an heir, and he would even be removed from his post as a banner leader. Like the "Fifth Brother One-legged", there would be no hope for the future.

Therefore, he saw that the insidious arrangement of the Ming army could not suddenly issue an order to retreat when Oboi led his army to make a breakthrough on the surface.

I wonder how many Jurchen warriors will be killed or injured so that they can order their retreat without being criticized?

Huang Taiji had no expression on his face, but his heart was turbulent, and he hated the generals of the Ming army opposite him. He was so bad that he had sores on his head and pus on his feet.

But Huang Taiji couldn't help but feel shocked. His opponent saw through his intentions and even thought through his own psychology. This was really a terrible thing.

The battle continued, and Oboi finally rushed into the pocket formation arranged by the Ming army with two thousand real Yi soldiers. However, the Ming army had not launched a siege immediately, and the troops were being mobilized, and the grenade cart was moving, ready to carry out nervously.

The Han army had suffered heavy casualties, and the newly joined Jiannu became the main force of the attack.

Oboi's persistence also has his own reasons. So many people were killed and injured, and the equipment he brought was exhausted, and he crossed the wide trench. Retreatment was equivalent to wasting all previous efforts.

"Crash, kill!" Oboi roared wildly, waved the big knife in his hand, and directed the soldiers to continue to attack in depth.

As long as you cross the damn trench chest wall and fight with the enemy, with the fierceness of the Jianzhou Warriors, victory is hopeful.

"Boom!" An artillery dozens of meters away spewed out countless projectiles, like a scythe of death, knocking down a group of Jiannu.

The muskets were no longer volleys. At a distance of dozens of meters, the Ming army's musketeers were shooting freely, and their accuracy was greatly improved, knocking down the enemy who could see clearly to the ground.

The beginning of the counterattack was marked by the sky-blasting thunders smashed in the air. Although the Ming army also used it at the beginning of the battle, it was more than several times more densely.

The thunder fell to the ground and rolled, with a trace of blue smoke. Many fell into the trenches, and there was no way to avoid them in the narrow places, causing the Jiannu in the trenches to scream in fear.

Boom, boom, boom... A series of explosions sounded one after another inside and outside the trenches. Such dense bombings were never experienced by Jiannu, and even the Ming army used them for the first time.

Where is the money, this is all the money!

If Zhu Youxiao saw this scene, he would probably have a heartache. But the heartache was heartache. If he could use money to smash Jiannu to death, he would not hesitate.

This is the biggest difference between cold weapons and hot weapons wars. The cost of hot weapons is very large and has higher logistics requirements.

If you do not have enough manpower, material resources and financial resources, and have no guaranteed transportation capacity, you can't afford to play.

From this point of view, Houjin has great difficulties in developing into hot weapons. For example, sulfur and saltpeter, where do they get so many raw materials?

Historical data shows that the eight great masters of Shanxi merchants provided strategic materials to the Later Jin Dynasty.

They exchanged materials that were lacking in the Later Jin for ginseng, deer antler and mink, and exchanged them for gold and silver. They enriched individuals and harmed the country and the people.

If you are just a businessman, no matter how powerful the energy is, you will never be able to cross many levels to smuggle.

Among them, corrupt officials and military generals also involved. It was these selfish and shameless people who contributed to the demise of the Ming Dynasty.

Well, I'm going to say it's too far, and I'll go back to the battlefield.

The smoke quickly rose and filled the explosions in countless explosions, and the fire flashed, shining with flowers, and the loud roar was deafening.

One wave after another, the loud explosion of thunder thunder covered the roar of the muskets; the heavy smoke obscured the sight and figures.

From the smoke of gunpowder, Jiannu rushed out from time to time, either injured or staggered, and was soon ruthlessly knocked down by the musket.

The fire of muskets and cannons became sparse. The Ming army loaded up the ammunition and waited for the smoke to dissipate before giving Jiannu a last blow.

The officer stared wide and observed the results of the battle to decide whether to continue to strike with fire or charge.

Oboi's ears buzzed, and he was dizzy and shrapnel hit his head. Fortunately, the protection of his helmet was not good.

The choking smoke made him unable to see the surrounding situation, but his ears slightly recovered, and all he heard were screams and whines.

"Boom!" The explosion was very close, and the flash of fire flashed through his eyes, his ears lost their hearing, and the whole world was quiet and weird.

Is this the strength of Mingjun’s defense with full firepower?!

Huang Taiji narrowed his eyes and issued an order to retreat.

The smoke dissipated slightly, the explosion stopped, and the roar of muskets became the main theme of war again.

Rows of gun bullets swept across, knocking down the blurred figures; the Ming army on both wings launched an attack, squeezed and gathered, causing Jiannu to be attacked from three sides.

Why not beat the white flag? This is the rhythm of beating it to death!

Huang Taiji ordered the cavalry to be dispatched and feinted attacks so that the troops trapped in the enemy's positions could withdraw more troops.

Most of the smoke dissipated, and the Ming army jumped out of the position and launched a counterattack with Xu Jin's shooting technique. They shot Jiannu from inside and outside the trenches one by one, and stabbed the wounded soldiers to death with bayonets.

"Boom, boom, boom..." Several artillery roared from the flanks, and the sludge shot out thousands of bullets, knocking down the retreating Jiannu from behind.

"Kill, kill, kill!" The counterattack accompanied by shouts, courage is increasing, and will become stronger.

Oboi was also retreating under the protection of his personal soldiers. Behind him was the continuous roar of guns and cannons. The personal soldiers screamed from time to time and were hit by the lead bullets that were shot to the ground.

Wow! A bullet that was originally shot at Oboi hit the head of the personal soldiers beside him, and countless rotten flesh and blood burst out like a rotten watermelon, splashing half of Oboi's face.

Ah! Amid the screams, another personal soldier was hit in the leg and rushed forward, causing Oboi to stagger.

Turning around and pulling up the injured personal soldier, Oboi struggled to move forward.

But the vision was clear, and the Ming army also discovered the big leader of Jiannu. He just called him so much that he was so angry that he was densely led and shot at him and the Jiannu around him.

"Boom, boom!" The cannons also turned their guns one after another and joined the ranks of chasing Oboi, beating Jiannu who blocked his figure was killed and injured.

In the Ming Dynasty, there was a high enthusiasm for imitating Fran cannons, and many improvements were made to make Fran cannons of various specifications and models.

Among them, the small-sample Franc machine weighs only eight kilograms (sub-free guns), which is lighter than heavy muskets. It has eight sub-samples, and its range and lethality are insufficient, but its advantage lies in its fast firing speed;

If the Franc machine is not a sub-gun, it weighs nine pounds and eight ounces, which is equivalent to a heavy musket. It can shoot continuously, but it is because of its airtightness and its power is definitely not as good as it is.

These two types of Franco cannons are used by infantry and can even be equipped with individual soldiers. They are a bit like heavy sniper rifles.

Moreover, the Fran machine cannon was used in a small amount during the Anti-Japanese War, which could fight against the Japanese!

Although the Fran cannon was already facing the fate of being eliminated, Zhu Youxiao still drew many various models of Fran cannons for the Ming army, mainly used as defensive weapons.

You should know that, if you are conservatively estimated, during the Jiajing and Wanli periods, the Ming Dynasty manufactured and equipped 40,000 to 50,000 Francannons of various models.

In melee defense, even garbage like the three-eyed gun is quite powerful, let alone the Franchise. As for advancedness, it is comparable to other countries, and the savages of Jiannu are not counted at all.

Of course, no matter what weapon, the Ming army had reasonable configurations when defending positions to maximize its power.

The weight on his hands became heavier and heavier. Obai turned his head and saw that the injured personal soldier had already drooped his head, and a bullet hole in his back was bleeding.

Let go of the dead personal soldier, Oboi ran a few steps when the cannon shot his leg.

Although the distance was already very far, the protection of the legs was weak, and Obai's strong body fell down heavily.

A soldier stretched out his support hand to Oboi. As soon as he touched Oboi's body, a heavy lead bullet hit the soldier's back, breaking his entire spine. The soldier fell heavily face down and twitched dyingly.

The guns and cannons continued, the side attacks of the two wings and the front shooting behind them intertwined into a devouring fire net, killing the enemy with flesh and blood.

Rows of Ming army musketeers advanced forward, regained the positions they had deliberately given up, and ruthlessly killed the retreating Jiannu and the remaining wounded soldiers.

Oboi turned over and sat up, moved back with difficulty, leaning against a mound of soil formed by a crater, looking at the sporadic defeated Later Jin soldiers and the Ming army who were advancing forward slowly.

They are all cowards and cowards. They dare not fight face to face, and they only use those messy firearms.

Oboi was dissatisfied and gritted his teeth. If he had to fight in close combat with martial arts and bravery, he could fight ten.

But now-

The Ming army's front line was getting closer and closer, and the black iron mask could not show any expression. When they looked at their actions, they were like slaughtering dogs and chickens.

Obai suddenly struggled to stand up, leaning on the ground with a knife, regardless of the blood flowing out of the wound. With his smoky face, he looked both ferocious and embarrassing.

"I am the Great Jinmeilezhangjing..."

Wow, Wow, Wow... The guns broke Obai's last bold words, and the Ming soldiers didn't even hear what the guy who suddenly stood up was shouting.

The brave Oboi and the future "Baturu" of the Later Jin Dynasty, in the eyes of the Ming army musketeers, were no different from ordinary Jiannu, and they didn't even let others finish their words.

The wide trench in front of the position used to block the enemy's rushing has been filled for dozens of meters, and the gap is still there, but Jiannu no longer dared to attack again, and even dared not get too close.

The 2,000 Jianzhou warriors retreated less than 500. Huang Taiji felt sad and his eyes were constantly searching, but he could no longer see the sturdy figure.

"Huang Taiji is his own person, so he is allowed to send someone to collect the body."

"Huang Taiji is his own person, so he is allowed to send someone to collect the body."

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To be continued...