Yang Feng didn't speak, just looked at Sun Chengzong quietly, and his uncertain face made Sun Chengzong's heart a little weak.

It's not that Sun Chengzong is afraid of Yang Feng, but Sun Chengzong himself knows that the army is not as good as the court.

On the occasion of the war, Wu Sangui, as a small Qianzong, actually dared to question Shangguan, which is a taboo in any dynasty, even if Yang Feng pushed him out to cut off his head, it is a matter of course, no one can say that he should not deal with Yang Feng on behalf of Yang Feng, and if he is a slightly narrow-minded person, he may have to turn his face on the spot.

Thinking of this, he was a dignified emperor, and a member of the imperial court was actually a little empty-hearted.

However, what made him feel fortunate was that the worst result did not come, Yang Feng took a deep breath and nodded: "Since Lord Sun has dealt with it like this, Ben Hou won't say anything, but Ben Hou doesn't want such a thing to happen again."

Alright, now that the idle business is taken care of, it's time to get down to business. Come on, send someone to tell Qiu Disheng that you can start! ”

"Whoa!"

Immediately, someone around answered loudly and gave the order.

Seeing that no one next to Yang Feng began to give orders, Sun Chengzong's heart sank.

Huan Hai has been floating and sinking for most of his life, how he doesn't understand that Yang Feng has already had an opinion on his handling just now, although he didn't embarrass him in public because of his past feelings, but from his title of "Lord Sun", which has changed from the affectionate title of "Governor", to the official "Lord Sun", it can be seen that the more intimate relationship between himself and Yang Feng is gone, and it is replaced by an ordinary colleague relationship.

For a while, Sun Chengzong couldn't help but faintly regret whether he was too hasty, and whether it was really worth it for Wu Sangui to hate his relationship with Yang Feng for the sake of a Wu Sangui.

However, since the matter had happened, it was useless to regret it, Sun Chengzong quickly suppressed his emotions in his heart, cheered up and raised the telescope given to him by Yang Feng to look in the direction of the south city gate.

At this time, the south gate was already in chaos, after the city wall was blown down, Abatai immediately gathered most of the red flag vest soldiers in the Tibetan soldier cave, and mobilized all these people to the back of the collapsed gap, just near the gap gathered three thousand horse armor soldiers, and there were more Qing soldiers in the back are sniping scopes.

These heavily armored vest soldiers were all holding various weapons at the moment and nervously observing the outside, and many people also took off their longbows, wound their arrows, and just waited for the Ming army to come and attack them head-on.

They just waited for a while, but they didn't wait for the attack they expected.

Abatai and several generals hid behind the ruins of the city gate that had long been invisible, and looked ahead, and after a while, a Jia La'e really said with some doubts: "It's strange, this time should be the best time to attack, why hasn't the Ming army come to attack yet, is it possible that they are all stupid?" ”

Another Jia La'e Zhen next to him said: "Haha, maybe those southern barbarians will only rely on the power of firearms, and they will no longer be able to fight." ”

Maybe he also knew that he was a little naïve in what he said, and he also snorted after saying it.

Naturally, Abatai also heard these jokes, but his mood did not feel any lighter, but became more solemn.

Whether it is Yang Feng, Sun Chengzong and the generals of Liaodong, they are all battle-hardened people, taking advantage of the collapse of the city wall, the Qing soldiers did not have time to react, attacking the city is the most basic military common sense, they will not fail to understand this, but the Ming army did not move at all, which is not in line with common sense.

As the saying goes, if something is abnormal, it must be a demon, and Abatai would never be naïve enough to think that the Ming army would be so kind and give them enough time to arrange the battle array, so there is definitely a conspiracy in this.

Thinking of this, Abatai looked at the collapsed section of the city wall not far away, where thousands of Qing soldiers wearing heavy armor and holding various blades were lining up in dense formations under the command of officers at all levels to resist the upcoming charge of the Ming army, and on the city wall near them, there were thousands of crossbowmen who were also waiting in battle, ready to shoot the Ming army that was about to charge.

According to Abatai's estimate, even if the Ming army comes to attack with all their might, they can support it for at least two or three hours, and there is no problem at all to hold out until dark, as long as it is dark, it will not be so easy for the Ming army to attack the city.

But why didn't the Ming army attack the city immediately? Do they ......

"Not good...... Poison smoke bombs! ”

Abatai suddenly thought of something, and his face changed.

"Come on, hurry up and order everyone to wet the towel, if the Ming army fires a poisonous smoke bomb, cover the towel around your mouth and nose, and execute it immediately!"

With Abatai's order, all the Qing soldiers began to get busy, buckets of water began to be carried over, and wet towels began to be distributed to the Qing soldiers, and if the Ming army fired poisonous smoke bombs, they would cover their mouths and noses with towels.

It can be seen that war is the best teacher, and after a round of painful lessons, even the Qing soldiers began to know some of the most basic anti-biological and chemical means.

However, Abatai was destined to be disappointed, and the poisonous smoke bomb he expected did not come over, but something more terrifying.

On the artillery position of the Jiangning Army, two miles away from the southern city gate, dozens of twenty-four-pounder Napoleonic guns were holding their muzzles high, and one shell after another was being taken out of the ammunition box by the gunners. These shells are a little different from the solid and flowering shells that are fired on a daily basis.

In the past, both flowering and solid shells were round, but these shells were oval in shape, and there was still a wooden support behind them. The loader carefully inserted the bag into the chamber of the cannon, then stuffed the shell into the chamber and then used a wooden pole wrapped in a sponge towel to solidify the shell.

All the gunners were cautious about doing what they were all too familiar with on a daily basis, for they knew very well what would happen if they didn't let a shell explode next to them.

When all the artillery was loaded, Qiu Disheng, who received the report, ordered loudly: "Target, the collapse of the southern city wall, the first salvo...... Preparation...... Put! ”

"Boom, boom, boom......"

With a low roar, shells flew off into the distance, propelled by gunpowder.

"Woo woo woo ......"

With a low whimper, the first shell glided through the sky for a long distance and then slammed into the ground less than ten meters away from the Qing formation, making a dull explosion.

With this explosion, a grayish-brown paste splattered out of the shattered, burning shell, and all of them ignited as it spattered.

These ointments splashed everywhere like scattered flowers of the heavenly maidens, and fell on many Qing soldiers.