Because it has become increasingly difficult to get news from the Ming Dynasty court over the past year or so, the decision-makers of the Qing Dynasty focused their main attention on military affairs. Obviously, they had no time to pay attention to how the scholars cursed the damn fat man, but

This does not prevent them from innovating independently.: .. For three consecutive days, Mang Gurtai used all the vicious words he could think of, and he barely had the courage to live until his death to complete a dictionary full of loopholes.

I was so overwhelmed when I arrived.

"Brother, where are we going to retreat to?" Abatai has been tortured to the point where he has completely lost his temper. No wonder the fat man of the Ming Dynasty wants to send a fat man to lead the army. Only with his weight can his whole body be restored.

There was such a big movement. The continuous bombardment for several days has left the first and second defenses with no living creatures. The land was plowed and they couldn't even find the completed soil! The enemy started again last night.

To attack the third line of defense, this time they added seasonings and used a will-o'-the-wisp that couldn't be extinguished. Damn it, they are treating my Qing warriors as weeds. They thought they would grow better next year if they burned them. Novel chapter

"Where else can we retreat? Ask the warriors to prepare. We have to hold the enemy here no matter what!" Mang Gurtai was not confident when he said this. He originally thought that the Ming army would take the cannon fodder on the first line of defense.

After being bullied, they will start to cross the river. Then you can also use artillery to attack them halfway across the river to let them know that we, the Qing Dynasty, also have artillery! But who knew the enemy would be so shameless, shelling the two lines of defense are still there.

They tried hard but refused to move. Is there such a lazy attacker in the world? Now with the extension of the Ming army's artillery fire, the Qing Dynasty has given up three lines of defense, and the only way to retreat is to run back to Liaoyang. Chapter of the novel

"Our army is in danger, why didn't the emperor send troops to reinforce us?" According to the latest battle report, the enemy's main force once again divided its forces and started an attack from Huangniwa to Dongsheng Fort. The intention is self-evident. Abatai has won many victories in the past two decades.

It's really not nonsense. He is not afraid of being surrounded, nor is he worried that the partial division coming out of Changding Fort will cut off his army of 500,000. He only hopes that Huang Taiji can take advantage of this opportunity to send troops from Shenyang.

Shengbao crossed the Lanpu River and stabbed the enemy in the back!

"Hey... increasing troops is easier said than done!" Abatai could think of it, and Mang Gurtai naturally knew that it was a good idea but difficult to implement. Don't think that after the main force of the Ming army on the other side was divided, at most there would be left.

One hundred thousand people are easy to bully. Depending on how evil they are, if they want to completely annihilate this army, the Qing Dynasty will have to mobilize at least three hundred thousand elites. But where do you ask our wise emperor to get so many people?

By now, Mang Gurtai has really seen the entire arrangement of the Ming army. They pieced together 350,000 people from the north. It seems that the target of the attack is Fushun, which is guarded by Dorgon and Duduo, but

Who knows if they will go all out to attack Shengjing? The emperor is already taking risks if he can send Geng Zhongming. If he continues to send Geng Zhongming, will the capital be needed? There is no need to count on the south, even if we are willing to give up Hetuala.

Far water can't quench the near thirst, and we have to negotiate with the Ming army on the march. Let their bandit soldiers roaming around not to disturb the army of Prince Daishan heading north and the Zu Dashou tribe who are so tired that they stick out their tongues. Damn it.

Yes, what kind of bastard came up with this trick to allow our Qing Dynasty's 700,000 warriors and millions of soldiers to be led by the nose?

"Sneeze..." The fat man who first proposed this bad idea was walking on the newly built pontoon with a contented look on his face. Although he didn't have a cold since the war started, he didn't know how many sneezes he had. He rubbed his red and swollen nose.

, Zhu Youcong said angrily: "Who is scolding me again? You know how to bully kind people?"

Are you still kind? When Sun Chengzong, the forward general who ran back and forth from the bridge several times, heard this, he almost stumbled into the river. The black gunpowder was bundled and the bronze cannon was buried in the soil to fire.

Who came up with the idea to prevent the barrel from exploding? If you, the damn fat guy, really had a conscience, you should have told us this earlier and asked us to recover Liaodong ten years ago, while you went to play with the literati yourself. Don’t tease us, an old man! Ben

The numerous tactics that the army commander had planned for more than a year to become a competent vanguard officer were of no use on this riverside where holes were everywhere and no enemy could even find a breather.

"General, since you are feeling slightly ill, can the last general take care of the pursuit of the enemy?" Although he was very dissatisfied, Sun Chengzong still had to put on a smile and flatter others. Mao Wenlong's troops had already begun to cross the river, waiting for them.

If the cannons are set up on the east coast, the Tatars will have to prepare to flee. If they can't get the opportunity to pursue them at this time, then won't their trip to Liaodong be in vain?

"You want to chase the enemy?" Of course Zhu Youcong would not refuse the good thing that someone was willing to exercise for him. He said nonchalantly: "That's not easy yet. Let your people put out the fire in front first, and then

Wait until Mao Wenlong drives away the Tatars, then chase them!"

"Shameless!" When Abate saw Sun Chengzong's fire-fighting behavior through the telescope, he couldn't help but shout out the most frequently used word these days. People actually used local materials and shoveled down the soil beside the trench.

Just let the monster's will-o'-the-wisp disappear without a trace? Isn't this bullying? If we knew the solution was so simple, would we give up the defense line? What's even more unacceptable is that,

The Ming army's troops crossing the river actually occupied the magpie's nest and began to set up defenses there.

"Why are you panicking? They are seeking death! Tell the soldiers in the rear to bring up the artillery! It's time for the ignorant Ming army to see our counterattack by the Qing Dynasty!" Mang Gurtai, who had been waiting with a bitter look on his face, was waiting.

After Mao Wenlong's troops began to enter the trenches defiantly, they finally smiled.

Mang Gurtai put a lot of thought into setting up the defense line. At the front were 30,000 cannon fodder used to consume the enemy's ammunition, followed closely by 60,000 elites who were always ready to attack halfway! Although the first two

The first line of defense was completely lost without playing any role, but the third line of defense that was kept in case of emergencies gave him hope of victory. It is true that the book says that arrogant soldiers will be defeated. If it is clear that

The army started shelling immediately after crossing the river. Even if he knew that rushing out would not have good results, he had to take advantage of the enemy's unsteady footing to launch an attack. However, the enemy was arrogant and wanted to continue to use their shameless tactics. Could it be that

They don’t know that the new red cannon produced by the Anshan Academy of Sciences of the Qing Dynasty has a maximum range of ten miles. Does the distance between the third and fourth lines of defense also happen to be this distance?

"Boom..." The cannon that had been deliberately hidden by Mang Gurtai began to roar. The Qing warriors who had been suppressed and beaten by the Ming army for more than half a month seemed to be throwing away all the anger in their hearts, pressing the maximum button.

The charge is being fired vigorously.

"Hide the artillery! Hide the artillery!" Zhu Youcong should be grateful to Mang Gurtai for leaving this trench to him. If it were not crisscrossed with reinforced anti-artillery pits, he would definitely be smashed by someone else's iron lumps.

meat pie.

Mao Wenlong patted Sun Chengzong, who was squeezed into the same pit as him, and asked in confusion: "Mr. Kaiyang, why did the little monster get it wrong again this time?"

"What is Meng? This is what he did on purpose!" Sun Chengzong has been dealing with Mang Gurtai for many years and they are old acquaintances. He already knows the tricks he likes to use? I really thought that putting the trump card at the end would be safe.

, and also deliberately set the separation between the two fronts within the firing range of the red cannon?

Do you think that little monster is a good person? The reason why he didn't continue to bombard your third line of defense was not because he didn't have enough ammunition, nor because his range was not that far. He just wanted to force you away and use this trench to torture people! As for why

If you want to use incendiary bombs, isn't it because you are afraid of repeating your old plan of laying landmines? If you play with high-tech weapons with him, if you are not afraid of hitting you, the chief scientist of your Academy of Sciences is squatting across from us! Hey, that guy started again.

Where did you get the roasted pigeons gnawing on?

Taking advantage of the gap between the Tatar artillery fire, Sun Chengzong and Mao Wenlong crowded around Luo Jacob. Each of them snatched a pigeon and ate it while asking: "Brother Luo, why are you dressed so formally on the battlefield today?"

"You two robbers!" Jacob Luo cursed and stuffed the oil paper bag into his arms. He spoke solemnly and solemnly: "Whether the Tartars are enemies or friends, they are all the people of God. As a priest, of course I

There is reason to pray for them before they die, asking God to forgive their evil deeds and let their souls return to heaven early..."

"Go away! Just keep your nonsense to tell Dehui's prisoners, we won't accept it!" Mao Wenlong was angered by Luo Jacob's dutiful behavior of taking the opportunity to recruit believers, you foreign god, you think we don't know you

Who are you, you come here to participate in something that is not beneficial? And you are dressed so formally, you must have gained huge benefits from the little monster.

"I..." Under the gaze of four eyes, Luo Jacob gave up his plan to continue deceiving, and confessed with a frustrated look: "The general asked me to come. He said that if the Tatar artillery fires in ten rounds,

If they don’t blow it up in the end, they will confiscate all the rewards I received from them this year!”

"What else?" Sun Chengzong knew that although Luo Jacob was a great stickman, he would never take the risk of using his own profits to deceive others. Since he said when he came back, the Tatar artillery would explode after being reloaded with new ammunition at most seven times.

That's definitely true. Now the little monster has given him ten chances and even came here to visit. That should be enough of a temptation to make his heart flutter.

"And that Mang Gurtai who deserves to go to hell! He actually..." Luo Jacob did have reason to be angry. You said he was a priest who came all the way from the west just to make some money and fool a few believers along the way.

?Now Zhu Youcong has agreed to support him with force, but that Mang Gurtai went to Master Fan to expose him for mixing sand into gunpowder without knowing it. If Master Fan hadn't been so broad-minded, he would have only given a verbal warning.

So the batch of gunpowder originally sent to the Western Front was given to Daishan. He might be found out by people sent by Huang Taiji. The Tatars are paid according to the output. If they can continue to mix it,

Do I still need to carefully replace the sand with water?

"Okay, stop complaining..." Sun Chengzong felt very sad for his old rival Mang Gurtai. Look who your opponents are. In front of you are the bullying generals of the Ming Dynasty and the unprofitable ones.

A greedy Western magician comes up with bad ideas, and behind him there is a chief strategist who is extremely smart but sometimes makes mistakes. How can you still be undefeated no matter how talented you are?

"Luo Shengun, can you really guarantee that their cannon will explode within ten shots?" Mao Wenlong was not as sentimental as Sun Chengzong. He was still waiting for some situation on the Tatar side to continue the bombardment.

"I am a priest, a servant of God, not some bastard who only knows how to lie to people all day long!" After correcting Mao Wenlong's very rude address, Luo Jacob said contemptuously: "If you don't understand science, don't talk nonsense, no matter what you say about me.

He was also the former chief scientist..."

"Okay, okay! Since you are right, continue to eat your pigeons. We should ask the soldiers to prepare!" Mao Wenlong crouched and slowly moved outwards. This foreign stick really treated him as a dish.
Chapter completed!