Geng Zhongming, who was stationed at the edge of the camp, was the first to be alarmed, and the soldiers who came didn't know how to explain it with a frightened face, but just pointed to the wall of Qiantun City for Geng Zhongming to see.

My grandmother! What is this?

Geng Zhongming was also dizzy, the entire Qiantun city wall was no longer yesterday's blue-gray appearance, and the whole body was white from a distance, like an ice city!

What the hell is this!

Geng Zhongming scolded loudly, and hurriedly put on his clothes and went to find Prince Li Daishan.

Dai Shan, Azig and others came out of their tents when they heard this, and they were all stunned when they saw the walls of Qiantun City.

Prince Azig was still a little unconvinced, so he took the overlord bow given to him by his father Nurhachi from his big tent, and quietly ran to the edge of Qiantun City, holding the bow and shooting a golden arrow feather with a roar.

This distance was originally out of the range of ordinary arrow feathers, but Azig was born with divine power, and his bow was also specially made, so that the defenders on the city wall looked at Azig in a hurry.

The golden arrow feathers pierced through the long air and shot towards the ice wall like a rainbow.

Keng——

Originally, the picture of the arrow feather shooting into the ice did not appear, but in the curse of Azig's continuous voice, the golden arrow feather slipped and slid up the ice for several feet, falling straight down.

This Nima - the arrow feather shot fell down, isn't this shooting himself? The people besieging the city are all their own brothers!

The most depressed is the monk Geng Zhongming, who is happy, this errand of attacking the city is not far from ten, and they still have to do it with their brothers from the Han Eight Banners.

Geng Zhongming and Shang Kexi from Phi Dao, killed to Denglai, and conquered North Korea with Huang Taiji, after countless battles, but they have never seen such a strange way of defending the city.

The arrows are slippery, but what about the ladder? Can it still be put steady?

How can you climb the city wall without a ladder? Stacking Arhats?

Geng Zhongming looked at Shang Kexi with a blue face, Shang Kexi was the smartest (cunning) Ying (deceitful) among the three Shun kings, and many years of combat experience told Lao Geng that if he wanted to keep his old background, he had to learn from Shang Kexi.

Shang Kexi glanced at Geng Zhongming angrily, in this cold day, there must be a minus eight or nine degrees during the day, and he is also very helpless!

Shang Kexi knew that Lao Geng was unreliable, so he rubbed behind Fan Wencheng.

"Master Fan, what do you think is going to be good?" Shang Kexi said with a sad face.

"King Zhishun, don't worry, Your Highness, how long will it take for our firearms battalion to arrive at the camp?" Fan Wencheng frowned slightly, just waved his hand to Shang Kexi to signal that he didn't need to panic, and then walked to Prince Li's side and asked.

"Well, just the sentry cavalry reported, the firearms battalion is still more than thirty miles away from here, I'm afraid it will take another hour.

This is only the Furlong machine gun, the two red-coated cannons we newly developed were left behind, those two huge cannons are so big that several horses have been exhausted, and it is estimated that it will take two or three days to transport them here. ”

Although Dai Shan knew that Fan Wencheng was Dorgon's dog, he also knew that this dog's ability, whether it was civil governance or martial arts, Fan Wencheng was stronger than these princes.

The entire Qing Dynasty, and his younger brother Huang Taiji's resourcefulness can be compared, but Huang Taiji is dead, and the Qing Dynasty still has to count on these Han slaves, who are still very polite to these capable Han slaves under normal circumstances.

"In this way, it is better to wait for the firearms battalion, and we will not be short for a while." Fan Wencheng suggested that although he was Dolgon's spokesman, he did not dare to point fingers too much.

He knew the temperament of these people, not to mention the others, that is, Haug and Azig in front of him, these two people even dared to cut their own brothers when they provoked them.

If you really die in the wrath of the two, it will be in vain, and do you still expect Dorgon to kill his own brother and nephew?

"What Master Fan said is reasonable, just follow Lord Fan." Abatai was originally on Dolgon's side, and seeing that Fan Wencheng was not allowed to speak, he expressed his opinion before Dai Shan.

Dai Shan sneered in his heart, but his mouth agreed.

Monk Geng Zhongming behind him was happy, and the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and it was Lord Fan at the critical moment! Or the Han people know that they feel sorry for the Han people!

The two of them now look at Fan Wencheng, who is hunched up, how kind and kind.

The Manchu camp was lighting a fire and cooking while waiting for the firearms battalion in the rear to come, and Yan Yingyuan and Chen Mingyu on the Qiantun City were not idle.

The two of them also knew that there must have been firearms in such a large-scale detention of Jianyu, and if they didn't take it out now, they would definitely not have arrived yet.

The defenders on the city walls had finished their breakfast, many soldiers were checking their weapons and armor before the battle, and hundreds of three-eyed firebolts had taken the opportunity to load new projectiles.

An hour later, a long line of carriages came from the rear of the Manchu camp, and the Fran cannons drawn on the carriages caused some commotion in the camp.

"Soldiers, cheer up and get ready to meet the enemy!" The condescending Yan Yingyuan knew what he would face next, but there was not the slightest fear on his face.

Half a quarter of an hour later, thirty Furlong machines lined up in front of the Qiantun city wall, and there were more than a dozen Han Eight Banner soldiers behind each Furlong machine.

"Dog officer on the city wall! Quickly open the city and surrender, this king can spare his life, otherwise the city will be broken later, and this king will slaughter the city! Azig rode behind the Furlong cannon array and shouted loudly towards the walls.

Boom-boom--the two small cannons on Qiantun City responded to him, but these two cannons were so old, like the three-eyed firearms on the city wall, they were old things that were picked up from Shanhaiguan.

The two shells only hit two hundred paces below the city wall, and the Fu Lang cannon of Jian Yu was placed two hundred and fifty steps away from the city wall, and their new Fu Long machine was already comparable to the latest Fu Long machine of the Ming Dynasty.

Rao was so, but the loud noise still startled Azig, and he cursed and ordered the soldiers of the Han Eight Banners of the firearms battalion to open fire.

Boom-boom-boom, the solid iron projectile smashed into the ice-covered Qiantun city wall under a huge impact.

Bang bang bang - bang - with a dull loud bang, the ice attached to the city wall fell with a bang, and the 2,000 people of Qiantun City were the result of working for half the night, and half of them were wiped out in just one round of shelling.

"Old Yan, I'm afraid I won't be able to stand this city wall if it goes on like this!" Chen Mingyu's heart was dripping blood, if it was a normal offensive and defensive battle, he could still use what he had learned to defend seamlessly.

But now there is no way at all, there is no firepower suppression in the city, and Jian Yu can completely reload in an orderly manner after a round, which is too passive and aggrieved.

The soldiers of the city were hiding behind the walls, covering their ears or holding their heads, their faces may be panicked, but they did not lose control of their hands, they were all qualified soldiers, and they were all good.

A general is incompetent and exhausting the three armies, Yan Yingyuan suddenly had such a thought in his heart, and his heart is not hurting.

"If you can't stand it, you have to bear it, there is no Yan Yingyuan who surrendered in the Ming Dynasty!"