"My lord, our Italian cannons are ready, do you want to continue to do them?" Kong Er was stunned and saw that Liu Hong's face was unhappy when he came back from the negotiation, and he felt happy in his heart.

Recently, he has become more and more fond of artillery, and successful negotiations mean that he has not been artillery, how can he do it without artillery, isn't it uncomfortable?

"If you beat your sister, you know how to fight guns, and you are not afraid of kidney deficiency?" Liu Hong gradually muttered angrily, and the second monk who made Kong Er stunned couldn't touch his ass.

It's not that he doesn't want to fight, it's that the current reserves of artillery shells and grenades are simply not enough to take the city.

It's okay to put that bit of armor-piercing bullet on the façade, but if the stuffing is really exposed, wouldn't it make the Tartars defending the city laugh and lose their big teeth?

According to the Jinyi Guard's report, supplies from Guannai should arrive tomorrow morning, with a total of 40,000 grenades, 400,000 rounds of various bullets, and more than 2,000 artillery shells, including about 100 armor-piercing shells.

He was accompanied by three other cannons that had been hastily fired.

In the past two days, the Ming army has raided everywhere and even broken several cities, and they are not lightly tired, seeing that the sun is almost evening, it is better to take a good rest, recuperate and wait for the official siege of the city tomorrow.

Liu Hongjian explained the situation to Chongzhen, and Chongzhen had no better suggestions, for the current war, in fact, Chongzhen was extremely satisfied.

After all, the Ming army had been at war with Jianyu for decades, and the news he heard was that it was defeated here and lost there, and now it has been less than half a month since he recovered such a big city as Ningyuan.

The key is that the Ming army basically has no casualties, which makes Chongzhenle even more unable to close his mouth.

As a typical example of conformism, he was completely unable to understand the power of good firearms in warfare.

But Chongzhen is not worried about this, everything is in front of this kid, although this kid is poor, but he has never disappointed him.

This Jinzhou, just wait a little longer.

The Ming army got the order, and it was all a tent, a fire and a stove were peaceful, but a dozen miles away in Jinzhou City was in turmoil.

Zu Dashou went to meet with the Ming army outside the city, and he did not hide the Mongolian leaders in the city at all.

According to the ideas of these simple-minded Menggu Hans, it must not be a good thing to meet the enemy army in wartime, and when you think of Zu Dashou's history of surrender, the Mongolian leader can't sit still.

"Master Zu, dare to ask what you talked about with the puppet leader outside the city?" Although the leader only brought three or five personal guards, his face was extremely arrogant.

In the Qing Dynasty, the highest status is naturally the mite people, followed by the ancient people, and the Han people can only rank third, not to mention Zu Dashou or defected from the thief camp.

Since His Royal Highness the Prince Regent had privately asked him to spy on this person, the Mongol chieftain, who already had a sense of superiority, felt even more that he was.

"Mondo, do you know how inferior the elder is? In terms of military position, I am the chief soldier of Jinzhou, in terms of age, I can be your grandfather, you don't go to the north city, but you run to the general's side, what do you want? ”

For the provocation of the Mongolian leader, Zu Dashou can only be suppressed by his official position for the time being, the Qing Dynasty is not as good as the Ming Dynasty, and there is no such strict military system, so this small leader dares to commit the next offense.

Respect for the strong has always been the motto of the grassland people.

Although there are more than 16,000 Han Eight Banners in Jinzhou City, there are less than 3,000 descendants belonging to him, and the rest are recruited from all over the country, and some are from Kong Youde's department and Geng Zhongming's old department.

These soldiers have all committed heinous crimes for the Ming court, plus Huang Taiji was willing to give rewards back then, but they were diehard loyalists of the Qing Dynasty.

Alas! Why bother in the first place?

"Hmph, what a young and old! Are you still talking to Lao Tzu about you Han people?

I think you are simply unforgettable old master, you must have discussed with the pseudo-Ming dog emperor when you left the city, and you want to surrender the city, right? "This is the Menggu general called Mondo, and his fingers are about to poke into Zu Dashou's face.

"Dedicated to you N, get out of Lao Tzu!" A series of encounters made Zu Dashou feel uncomfortable, first outside the city by the ridicule of the Duke of Anguo, and now a Mongolian Tartar dares to be so sneering.

Oh no, this is no longer cynicism, Zu Dashou is not a Confucian general, he is too lazy to take care of this guy, and he entered the lobby of the mansion by himself.

But who knew that this little leader named Mondo did not reluctantly follow in.

"Be a thief, you wait, I'll go and write a recital to His Highness Dolgon, and ......"

I can't bear it anymore, I don't need to endure it anymore, with a long cry, Zu Dashou pulled out the war knife in his right hand and just turned his head and flicked it, and the sound behind him stopped abruptly.

In the end, he was a veteran for many years, and he quickly took a step to the stomach, but with a knife of his head, he slashed Mondo's head and flew up......

"Say your second uncle!" Zu Dashou wiped a handful of blood from his face and spat at the leader of Menggu on the ground.

"My lord......" The guards in the mansion were frightened, and their own adults had always endured it if they could.

What's going on today? Who's stimulating? This is a Mongolian tribal leader, oh my God!

"What's the panic? Go and tell the Mongolian soldiers outside the palace that General Ben is going to drink with their leader tonight, and let them guard the north gate of Jinzhou City! ”

Zu Dashou gave Meng Duo, who constantly challenged the bottom line of his dignity, a knife, as if he had cut off the connection somewhere, and his heart was much lighter.

"Yes...... Humble ...... Yes, sir! ”

"Calm down, look at your virtue, it's really a shame for the ancestors, just act as if nothing happened, hurry up!"

Zu Dashou ordered his diehards to go out to support the Mongol soldiers outside the house, and at the same time ordered people to drag away the staring Mondo on the ground.

was scolded by Zu Dashou, and the guard really went out calmly to report.

Those Mongolian guards also had enough lines and thick enough, and they thought that Zu Dashou was going to buy people's hearts by drinking, and they didn't take it seriously and obeyed the order to go back to defend the city.

The sky has darkened, the moon is dark and the night is killing, the wind is high and the sky is on fire, it's time to make a break!

Since you can't tolerate the old man, even if the old man burns down with the city, what's the point?

The old man is a Han after all, I heard that the emperor of the Ming Dynasty is also in the Ming army outside the city, since the left and right are dead, or die as a Han person, it is more valuable to die!

Fuck the son of a tart!

Zu Dashou scolded resentfully in his heart, and quickly wrote a letter with a pen in his hand.

"Zu Xiaolong, take this letter and go straight to the camp of the Ming army, find the Duke of An Guo, there must be no mistake!" Zu Dashou's face was solemn.

Speaking of which, his general soldier is also aggrieved, there are less than 3,000 of his diehards in the city, and the rest of the people are ostensibly listening to his orders, and the ancient soldiers of the alliance are even more superficial.

He must use the power of Na An Guogong, since he wants to redeem himself, then give this young man a great credit!

This called Zu Xiaolong's face was also very solemn, he knew that the head of the family must have made up his mind to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and he was also happy in his heart, and he gave up the order.

At three o'clock, a crack suddenly opened in the east gate of Jinzhou City, and a dark shadow quietly disappeared into the night......