As the forward artillery observation posts arranged on the front line sent back the coordinates that needed to be adjusted back to the warships docked on the Daling River, as well as the 155 artillery battalion arranged on land, the second round of calibration that followed was much more accurate.

In the second round of shooting, only about one-fifth of the artillery was firing, but this level of shelling was far beyond the imagination of people in this era.

Huang Taiji, Baylor, and the ministers of the banners are all old battles, although they don't know what is going on with this powerful and unimaginable explosion, but they all know that this is not something that can be fought against by manpower, so in a hurry, they thought of retreating.

However, all the officers knew that retreating in a panic could easily cause the collapse of the whole army, so as soon as the idea of retreat arose, it was quietly suppressed.

Huang Taiji and others returned to their senses and believed that an explosion of this magnitude could not be carried out for too long, after all, the difficulty of producing gunpowder was also clear to them, the slave owners of the slave society.

If Chen Xin knew what they were thinking, he would probably sneer, the explosives of the kingdom had changed from being produced by small workshops to being synthesized by machines in factories and large-scale chemical industries.

However, it is also understandable how a group of slave owners who have just come out of fishing and hunting and transformed into a stable agricultural society can understand the power of industrialization.

The amount of gunpowder produced in the decades of Houjin is not as good as the production volume of Daming in a year, and the production of Daming in a year is not comparable to the explosives production capacity of a chemical factory in the kingdom today.

And that's not even counting the huge power gap between chemical explosives and home-made black powder.

Therefore, things did not go towards the idea of Hou Jin Huang Taiji and others, and as time went by, the amount of ammunition projected by the Huaxia Army did not decrease in the slightest, but gradually increased.

From the initial piecemeal, it gradually turned into a group of rapid fire.

Accompanied by the explosion of different shells falling to the ground, the sound of the shelling of the fire bombardment is also constantly changing.

Dolgon hid in his dark tent, buried his head, trembling, and watched as the shelling intensified.

At this time, Dolgon has not experienced the tempering of those long years, Huang Taiji has just relaxed the monitoring of this younger brother, Dolgon has not had any chance to perform, and the current Dolgon is only half the size.

At the beginning, it was like a continuous spring rain, dripping, and then it was like frost in autumn, spreading and full of moving feelings. Then there was the winter blizzard.

Shells rained down on the huge camp of more than 50,000 people in Houjin, and the fences, trenches, antlers, earthen walls, everything was reduced to nothingness in the rumbling of artillery.

Blood was constantly spurted, and stumps and severed arms were thrown into the air, falling down fiercely, and smashing on soldiers or horses running around.

Seeing that the explosions were getting denser and denser, without the slightest hint of pause, young Dolgon's eyes were red, and he shouted at the top of his voice, "Is Chen Xin crazy?" Does he want to blow us all up with artillery? Razing our entire camp to the ground? How much gunpowder did he prepare for today's shelling? ”

On the other hand, Huang Taiji also began to regret that he shouldn't have hesitated just now, if he had ridden a war horse and escaped when the shelling density was not high just now, maybe he would have been safe by this time.

However, now, with all the artillery of the Huaxia Army joining the battle group and the cannonballs smashing into the camp, Huang Taiji can only bury his head in a trench and shrink his body into a ball as much as possible to avoid being hit by flying shell skins, wooden sticks, stones and bricks and other things.

In this hellish scene, Huang Taiji, who put himself in danger for the first time, has long lost his calm style, although he can't speak because of the constantly splashing soil, but in his heart, he has already roared to greet the eighteen generations of Chen Xin's ancestors.

In the Huaxia Army, at this time, the artillery positions were already in full swing.

When the cannon is fired, a large amount of heat is released when the propellant deflagrates, and then the metal barrel is released into the surrounding air, and the temperature during this period is already high enough.

However, nowadays, the rifled guns used by the Chinese military are more than the original smoothbore guns, and there are more procedures for shells to fit the barrels and rub against each other, and the heat released is much higher than before.

In the old rifled guns, which had no cooling system, not a single shell was fired, it was as if they were in a furnace.

By the time a round of rapid fire was completed, the parties involved in a series of operations such as assembling shells, carrying shells, and loading shells were already soaking wet in the winter days that had just finished a university that lasted for several days.

However, according to the previous plan, this round of shelling will be extended for at least half an hour, and now, even half of the time has passed.

A few artillery fighters who couldn't stand this suppressed dampness and heat didn't stop doing anything, and directly took off their obstructive coats, and then continued the shelling.

However, this was not enough to relieve their sultry feelings, and so, after three rounds of shelling, a group of shiny and strong flesh appeared on the artillery position.

Chen Xin stood on a hill, looking at the group of smooth and slippery big-headed soldiers under the slippery man, as if he thought of some ghost beast brothers and noble videos he encountered when he visited Station B in the later generations, and suddenly diverted his gaze with black lines.

Immediately, Chen Xin felt that something was not right, now that he was fighting, how could he think of those wrestling videos, it was so improper, he shook his head vigorously, and threw those unbearable pictures out of his mind, Chen Xin continued to observe the tragic scene of the enemy camp opposite.

At this time, the big cat who hurried over from China in the past few days looked at the Houjin camp in a sea of fire and sighed and said, "It's a pity, I just don't know where Huang Taiji is, if I can solve this big trouble with one shot, it would be great." ”

Chen Xin shook his head with a wry smile and explained, "No, even if you know the specific location of Huang Taiji, I'm afraid you can only rely on luck to solve this scourge, you know, the shooting accuracy of our short-barreled artillery can't meet this combat requirement at all, within 2 kilometers, the artillery can still reach an accuracy of about 100 meters, but when this distance expands to more than 3 kilometers, it can only rely on Meng."

Don't worry, big cat, we have already arranged a robbery and killing force on the other side of the Liaohe River, even if Huang Taiji is unlucky and can escape from today's shelling, he will not be able to escape our interception. ”

The big cat was stunned for a moment, his cheeks were a little moist, he hurriedly tilted his head, wiped it with his hand, and then said casually, "It's okay, it's been so many years, I don't care about those hatreds for a long time, there is no need to interfere with the overall plan for my personal vendetta." ”

Chen Xin didn't say anything, long-term brothers, after so many years together, who still doesn't know anyone, although the big cat is well disguised, but he knows that for so many years, the big cat has always regretted it.

He regretted the impulse he felt when he faced the Houjin army that captured the birth of the female Zhen, regretted being born in this troubled world, and regretted that there was no strong country to protect him and his family.

Although Huang Taiji was not the one who gave the order and killed the whole family of the big cat, but who made Huang Taiji the supreme ruler of Houjin now, this kind of pot, Huang Taiji does not carry it, is it difficult to let the dead Nurha bareback!