Chongzhen Daming: Starting from Coal Mountain

Chapter 470
The entrance to the trench from the mouth of the Weihe River is already full of flames, and the sound of cannons and guns can be heard endlessly.

Through the field of vision of the telescope, it can be clearly seen that more than a dozen Ming army warships have been fanned out, and the Hongyi cannons on the side of the hull are fiercely bombarding the Jiannu warships at the entrance.

The slave warships blocking the entrance are two Haicang ships.

Jiannu's two Haicang ships fought back with four Franco cannons and eight bowl-mouth guns.

However, the difference in firepower between the two sides was too great. Less than a quarter of an hour after the exchange of fire, the two Jiannu Haicang boats blocking the entrance were completely battered, and dozens of Jiannu sailors on board were also killed and injured.

Finally, with a crisp click, one of the Haicang boats disintegrated directly.

Although the other Haicang ship did not disintegrate, it also slowly descended due to the water in the cabin.

When Yan Yingyuan and Chen Ming saw this, they were completely relieved. There was no suspense in the naval battle. This was simply an adult beating a child.

Immediately, the two turned their eyes back to the left and right gun platforms.

I saw Jiannu once again trying to launch a strong attack on the gun platform.

More than [-] green battalion soldiers were driven off the warship, stepped on the parapet and launched a strong attack on the gun platform.

Obviously, after throwing so many offensive firearms, Jiannu thought that he had caused extremely serious casualties to the Ming army inside the gun platform, so he could try to launch a third strong attack.

The result was that Jiannu's strong attack was once again disintegrated.

So Jiannu started throwing firearms into the blunderbuss frantically again.

All kinds of smoke pots, rockets, fire barrels, fire bricks, divine fire flying crows, and even the dragon king's water were poured onto the left and right blunderbuss platforms of the Ming army like money, and hundreds of bowl-mouth blunderbusses were also fired continuously. The two gun platforms in the room were full of flames, and the sound of explosions could be heard endlessly, making the soldiers of the Ming army flustered and tired of coping.

However, the soldiers of the Ming army in the gun platform can still handle it.

Heaving a sigh of relief, Chen Mingyu pointed the telescope forward again.

Suddenly, Chen Mingyu seemed to see something and couldn't believe it.

First put down the binoculars to make a general confirmation, and then raise the binoculars to observe carefully.

After a while, Chen Mingyu yelled, "Wu Heng! Jing Lan! Look at Jing Lan!"

"What's wrong with Jinglan?" Yan Yingyuan, who was concentrating on observing the battle situation on the blunderbuss platform, immediately turned his binoculars to the local area behind Jiannu, and then laughed out loud, "Haha, it's really here!"

"This is really a way to heaven if you don't go, but if you don't go to hell, you come by yourself."

"Dorgon, Dorgon, you are looking for death yourself, you can't blame others."

"Hui Heng, hurry up and order!" Chen Mingyu blushed with excitement, and his voice was out of tune.

It’s impossible not to be excited, because once the artillery battalion is successful, once Dorgon is really killed, then the Jiannu will most likely fall apart overnight as Yan Yingyuan analyzed. The prospect of destroying Jiannu in a backhand is really exciting.

This row of cannonballs will pass, and Jian Nu may die immediately.

After all, not every time when power changes, characters like Huang Taiji and Dorgon can appear.

"Okay!" Yan Yingyuan responded, and shouted to the orderly under his feet, "Immediately signal the artillery battalion, and aim the 20 red cannons at the three wells in front of me, and shoot accurately!"

"This time we don't need to halve the gunpowder, but fill it up!"

After a pause, Yan Yingyuan shouted again: "Shoot with full medicine!"

Three-color signal lights were soon hung on the watchtower at Dagukou.

Not far away, the artillery battalion quickly began to lock the shooting parameters.

"Listen, they're all aimed at me, and I'm sure I'll hit every hit!"

The scholar of the artillery camp raised his knife and shouted: "There is only one chance."

The artillery battalion really only has one chance, because after the current Hongyi Cannon has fired a cannon, it takes 3 minutes at the fastest to complete the second shot. Taking advantage of this gap, Dorgon ran away long ago.

The only good news is that there is no need to measure the distance between wells.

Although it was already nighttime, the reserved hidden signs could still be vaguely seen in the firelight, so it was easy to estimate the approximate distance of the well.

The distance between Jiannujing Lane is about [-] steps.

This distance is already within the range of the Ming army's 4-inch field artillery.

……

Dorgon on the well fence had no idea that the danger was approaching.

Seeing that another strong attack by the green battalion soldiers was disintegrated by the Ming army, Dorgon was so angry that he hammered down the guardrail of the well.

But Hou Fangyu comforted Dorgon and said: "Master, don't worry. Although the storm just now was disintegrated, more than [-]% of the green battalion soldiers entered the Ming army's gun platform. This is unprecedented in the previous storms." It can be seen from this that the Ming army inside the gun platform has indeed been greatly weakened."

"Xiandi Chaozong is right, the Ming army is already at the end of its strength."

Seeing that Hou Fangyu was getting more and more attention from Dorgon, Hong Chengchou also changed his name to Hou Fangyu.

Dorgon also agreed with Hou Fangyu's judgment, and immediately shouted: "Pass down my will, let Gadahun and Ji Xiha urge the green battalion to continue to attack, and don't give the Ming army a chance to breathe!"

The so-called urging is to threaten with a saber.

Dorgon's decree was quickly passed on through the lantern.

After receiving Dorgon's will, Zhenghongqi Gushan Erzhen Ga Dahun and Meilezhang Jingji Xiha took thousands of Zhenghongqi's bannermen and raised their sabers. More than 45 green battalion soldiers jumped off the naval warship, and stepped on the [-]-degree inclined wall to launch another wave of strong attacks on the Ming army's blunderbuss platform.

But at this moment, piercing screams suddenly sounded in the night sky.

It was as if something was tearing the air apart, the huge screaming sound could really pierce the eardrums, so Fulin subconsciously covered his ears tightly.

"What's that sound?"

Fulin finally couldn't hold back this time.

"This is a cannonball!" The well-informed Hong Chengchou said suddenly, "This is the sound of the cannonball of the red cannon flying in the air. It is a cannonball. This is the red cannonball of the Ming army!"

Fan Wencheng also came to his senses, and shouted sharply: "Master, get out of here!"

Ning Wan, Hou Fangyu and I also stepped forward to protect Dorgon, one on the left and one on the right: "Master, get out of here quickly!"

Almost everyone rushed forward to protect Dorgon, but Fulin, the real emperor, was ignored.

Oh, that's not right, only the palace maid Su Mo'er came to Fulin's side immediately, and used her frail body to protect the little master tightly in her arms, regardless of whether she could protect her or not.

A group of people clamored to protect Dorgon and went down.

All this is a long story, in fact, it is just a blink of an eye.

While speaking, a continuous scream sounded again in the night sky.

"Hoo! Shoo!" The screeching sound of tearing the air quickly approached the well rail, followed by a muffled bang bang, followed by a crackling sound, and the six to seven-foot-high well rail collapsed in an instant.

Dorgon and others who had just walked to the stairs of Jinglan fell from the sky in an instant.

Fulin, who was carried by Su Moer and fell behind, felt that his feet were empty, and then fell down involuntarily.

Such a situation is very similar to falling from a high place in a dream. Fulin screamed in fright, and hugged Su Moer's slender waist tightly with both hands.

A moment later, the two of them hit the ground heavily.

Fulin was unscathed because Su Mo'er was under him.

When Fulin sat up to check on Su Mo'er, he found that he was no longer breathing.

"La Aunt Su Ma? La Aunt Su Ma?" Fulin yelled twice, seeing that Su Mo'er didn't respond, he rushed to the ruins of Jinglan to find Dorgon.

Fulin eagerly wants to know whether Dorgon is dead or alive?
"Huang Ama? Huang Ama!" Fulin yelled loudly while rummaging through the ruins.

Soon, Fulin heard Hong Chengchou's imperceptible voice: "The master is here, the emperor, the master is here."

Fulin immediately rushed to the place where the sound came from, and saw that Hong Chengchou was crushed under a huge wooden beam, and that wooden beam was on his back. The pressure must have been severe, and the corners of his mouth were already bleeding .

Under Hong Chengchou's arched body, Dorgon lay quietly.

As for Hou Fangyu, Fan Wencheng, and Ning Wan, I didn't see them all.

It is estimated that they were lost when they fell, and were crushed under the ruins of Jinglan.

Dorgon's eyes were closed tightly and he didn't make a sound. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive at this moment.
Fulin hurriedly squeezed in and hugged Dorgon, and cried out in distress: "Huang Ama, wake up, Huang Ama, wake up, Huang Ama, don't scare my son, wow. "

After shouting a few times and seeing that Dorgon didn't respond, Fulin burst into tears.

In fact, Dorgon was fine. Just before he landed, Hou Fangyu pushed him up hard. The price was that Hou Fangyu was pressed to the bottom of the ruins, and then Hong Chengchou used his body to carry the fallen wooden beams behind him. So Dorgon did not actually suffer fatal injuries.

Just as Dorgon was about to sit up, he suddenly heard Fulin's cry.

So Dorgon had an idea, and wanted to see if Fulin was sincere?

There is one thing that Dorgon has been struggling with, that is, should he usurp the throne?

If Fulin's filial piety to him is a fake, then there is nothing to be polite about.

Seeing that Fulin cried even more sadly than when Huang Taiji died, Dorgon was completely relieved, it seemed that this kid really treated him as Huang Ama, so there was no need to usurp the throne.

At that moment Dorgon lowered his voice and said: "Fulin, Huang Ama is fine."

"Huang Ama..." Fulin thought to himself, as expected, but his face showed surprise.

"Hush." ​​Dorgon made a silent gesture, and said in a low voice, "Hurry up and call Huang Ama to die."

"Ah?" Fulin was stunned when he heard the words, and said a little at a loss, "Huang Ama, what are you talking about?"

"Silly boy, Huang Ama is not trying to test you." Dorgon said in a hurry, "Hurry up and shout, whether you can take back Dagukou and wipe out the Ming army this time depends entirely on this move."

(End of this chapter)