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Chapter 289 The stronger the attack, the stronger the counterattack

Boom, boom, boom...

The artillery let out a series of roars, and shells flew out of the chamber, either hitting the car or hitting the enemy, with wood chips flying and flesh flying everywhere.

However, this kind of blow seemed to have never heard of Jiannu who was attacking fiercely and continued to attack forward.

The car was constantly being pushed into the trench, and Jiannu wanted to fill out a path that could attack quickly in this way.

The most fierce attack was the two red flags. Yue Tuo and Sahaqian each led the flag and supervised the troops to attack fiercely, trying to rescue Shuo Tuo, the brothers in the city.

Yuetuo and Shuotuo were both born to Daishan's ex-wife. They were not favored by Daishan and abused them. They were punished by Nurhaci and lost their heir status.

Nurhaci also forced Daishan to separate his two sons and gave the Hongqi to Yuetuo. After Daishan was seriously injured, he gave Zhenghongqi to his third son Sahalian.

Yuetuo and Shuotuo are a mother and compatriots, so there is no need to say whether the brothers and feet are in love.

Although Sahalian was born to his second wife and had to be liked by Dai Shan, he was a person who knew the big picture and took into account the overall situation. He knew that he had to work hard at this time, not only the safety of his half-brothers, but also the future of the Later Jin Dynasty.

Arrows flew through the air like locusts, densely packed and terrifying.

However, the Ming army's camp had a two-layer structure, and the top was built with a roof. The chest wall fortifications outside the camp also had a protective effect on this kind of ejection.

From the gaps in the wooden fences of the camp, not only are there artillery shooting holes, but the fire of the muskets is even more unhindered. The three-dimensional musket gun bombardment from top to bottom has greater lethality.

The Ming army's defense was upgraded again, which was stronger than the previous trench chest wall and wooden stake formation, and the firepower was exerted more fully.

Boom, boom, boom... Field cannons and Fran machine cannons kept roaring, solid cannonballs and hoppers shot at the enemy with their heads and faces, arousing countless screams and wails as they fly across the flesh and blood.

Wang Zhong aimed at him steadily, and a loud noise came from the shed above his head. The arrows were falling, but they had no effect on him.

As a veteran, Wang Zhong has rich experience and is a heavy musketeer who has won two medals. From the Lushun Defense War to the present, there have been almost a dozen Jiannu who died in his hands, and even more.

Wang Zhong has regarded the heavy musket in his hand as his closest companion. He thanked it because every shot, the flames emitted from the muzzle and the lead bullets shot out were his roar for revenge for his relatives.

The buttstock was pressed tightly against the shoulder socket, and Wang Zhong gently pulled the plate machine.

The Jiannu officer in the distance fell down, and a heavy lead bullet hit his left shoulder, bursting out a mass of flesh and blood mist.

Hitting a heavy musket at a distance of 100 meters is similar to being shot by a heavy sniper in later generations. It is even worse than being killed.

Wang Zhong was very satisfied. Although the recoil made him flash back suddenly, he quickly adjusted.

Whether he hit it or not, it doesn't matter. What's important is that the seemingly ferocious Jianlu fell down. If Jianlu is still alive, he will shoot him again.

Repeating the loading action skillfully, Wang Zhong picked up the musket again, and set up the shooting hole, looking for the target condescendingly.

Jiannu finally filled out a path with a car and a corpse, held a shield and howled swords and guns, rushed through the first trench.

Let you scream! Wang Zhong gritted his teeth and pulled the plate machine. The distance was closer. The heavy lead bullet seemed to hit more than one Jiannu. The effect of blood and flesh splashing made him smile unconsciously.

Black shells flew across the sky and smashed into Jiannu's charge team. In a moment, flashing flames rose one after another, and balls of black smoke flew into the air with broken guns, broken swords and rags.

There are grenadier vehicles in front of the camp, and the Ming Dynasty is in the camp, which is within the range of bombardment from more than 100 meters to several hundred meters.

The muskets on the lower floor of the camp also opened fire violently, and through the gaps in the thick wooden walls, lead bullets shot out and poured out like raindrops.

The Ming army's defense showed its characteristics, and we were stronger, like a spring, it seemed at ease and showed a sense of sinisterness.

The camps on both sides of the left and right were also bombarded with the Ming Dynasty's heavy artillery to support the defense of the main camp. Hundreds of Ming Dynasty's heavy artillery roared in turn, and shells hit Jiannu like raindrops.

Nurhaci glared at his eyes, his teeth chewed out loud.

The Ming army deliberately hid the firepower and adjusted according to the strength of the offensive. This created an illusion for its attacking troops, but when it thought that it could still strike forward, the Ming army's firepower suddenly increased.

If the Ming army had put all their strength into the beginning, Nurhaci felt that he would not have launched an attack of current scale.

Far away, the explosion in Haicheng and gunshots were still ringing, and the flag of the Later Jin was still in the north tower.

The old slave gritted his teeth and did not issue orders, and acquiesced to the troops to continue the fierce attack.

In the city, guns and cannons kept ringing, but they were already in the north of the city. The defending enemy was constantly compressed and the defeat was decided.

The fire of muskets was fired round after round, with swords and guns intersecting, collisions, lead bullets, and arrows shuttled through the air. They were also mixed with the roar of artillery and the explosion of grenades.

Thousands of Han soldiers had either died or surrendered. The Shi Wuli-E's prince Tong Yangxing disappeared when the city was broken, and was almost crushed to death under the collapsed city wall.

Now, only the more than a thousand Zhenyi led by Shuotou are still resisting stubbornly. However, under the attack of the Ming army with absolute advantage, they can only retreat step by step towards the North City.

A intensive fire of muskets suddenly sounded in front of the side, and hundreds of real beasts escaped from the alleys of the street in a mess.

Hundreds of Ming soldiers were chasing behind, and muskets fired violently, and Zhenyi was constantly hit, splashing blood flowers and falling to the ground. Those who were injured and not dead were soon stabbed to death by the Ming army who rushed up with bayonets.

The Ming army chased and blocked the retreat of Shuotou's troops, only forty or fifty meters apart.

The enemy and us met and stopped at the same time. Some officers shouted loudly and quickly rectified the team and prepared to fight.

"Run, kill." Shuoto waved his sword and pointed forward frantically.

The front and back attacks have been formed, and perhaps the Ming army will come to the scene. Taking advantage of the lack of troops in the enemy and the foothold is not stable, they are still sure to rush over.

Jiannu screamed, some charging forward, and some shooting at the Ming army with bows and arrows.

The Ming army was not outdone, and responded with a row of lead bullets and shot at Jiannu. Then, the front row retreated, the back row stepped forward, and shot another round of lead bullets.

When the attack was shot, the Ming army had the advantage. After continuous fierce battles, Shuotou's troops had few arrows left, and the archers were exhausted and weak, and the power of the arrows shot was greatly reduced.

But Jiannu had been forced into a dead end, and burst into a madness of trapped beasts fighting, and rushed up howling.

"Press up, rush, kill!"

With an order, a row of Ming troops shouted and came up with bayonets.
Chapter completed!
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