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Volume One Chapter 449 A Hard Bone

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    Correa was born in Spain and has made a living by sailing for generations. He often boasts that his grandfather once sailed around the world with Magellan and conquered the entire world.  .  .  But as we all know, that was more than a hundred years ago. Assuming that his grandfather did participate, the old man would have given birth to his father when he was at least sixty years old, but in fact the old man only lived to be fifty-five!  Of course Correa doesn¡¯t care about this loophole, because he has more to brag about.  Just two years ago, he began to travel across the ocean to the East, first to India, then to Luzon, and finally to Macau.  It happened that at this time the priest Scherfo was recruiting people to fight for the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. Correa, who was penniless, joined without hesitation.  Then they took a boat north, and Correa became more and more frightened along the way.  The long coast seems to be endless. A country with such sea area seems to be more powerful than the entire Europe combined!  The image of the Celestial Dynasty gradually became clearer. The huge cities and the dazzling array of goods were all works of art!  Rich, grand, clean and spacious, this is a dream empire!  When it comes to this battle, this idea is even more certain, with endless armies, countless chariots, horses, and mountains of supplies!  There are half a million people, which is more than the total population of many European countries!  Such a powerful army cannot crush anything!  Correa was more confident than the Qing army. He lit the match and the shells flew towards Handan. This shot just blew up a crenel.  "Hahaha, Mr. Father. Those rebels don't even have artillery. They have only one way to die!" Scherfo curled his lips proudly and said with a smile: "Young man. The emperor of the Qing Dynasty has promised me that as long as they are eliminated,  If he conquers those armies in the south, he will surrender to the Lord! A monarch with a power greater than the whole of Europe. As long as it is done, our achievements will shine with the sun and the moon, and we will be the most amazing heroes, my  Guys, come on!" Scherfo said as he sprinkled the water from the gold cup on the cannon, as if it was magical holy water.  Can bring them good luck!  Hundreds of artillery roared wildly, and layers of earth and stone fell down on the city wall of Handan.  The Tatars howled excitedly. They filled in the trenches one after another, just waiting for the city wall to be blown down.  They all rushed forward.  It¡¯s not An**¡¯s style to be passively beaten.  Since the Tatars started shelling, the city has been actively thinking of ways to deal with it.  The Tatars have at least hundreds of artillery pieces, but there are only twenty red cannons in the city.  There is a huge disparity in quantity. Even if there is a quality advantage, An** is undoubtedly at a disadvantage.  A cannonball suddenly fell in the city. Li Xu happened to be leading people to inspect, and the cannonball fell in front of him.  In just a short moment, Li Xu's head almost shut down!  The guards around him pounced on him without hesitation.  He pressed Li Xu down and waited for three seconds.  The expected sound did not come out.  Li Xu suddenly stood up and wiped the sweat from his head. God bless him. If it exploded, I'm afraid he would have been broken into pieces by now!  "Listen to me, no matter how much the price is, we must knock out the Tatar cannons, do you hear me!" Li Xu said with a stern voice. He was not only almost killed, but also truly felt the threat of these artillery pieces.  , if the bombardment continues, the city wall of Handan will definitely not be able to hold up.  Li Dingguo frowned and said: "Commander-in-Chief, now we can only look at Tan Xingming's ability. I believe he can do it!" They all set their sights on the city, where a group of artillerymen were preparing nervously.  The artillery of the Tatars has made it clear that they can use force to overwhelm others and win with numbers.  Tan Xingming's only advantage is the hot air balloon flying in the sky. With this eye, he can determine the direction of the Tatar artillery and rush for a fatal blow.  "30 degrees to the northeast, 500 feet away, wind direction from west to north" The observation data continued to be passed down, and Tan Xingming quickly called over the old gunners under his command for the final denunciation.  "Listen, everyone, the Tatars have a lot of artillery. We can only have a chance of winning by destroying as many Tatar artillery as possible in the first three rounds. If the Tatars turn back and discover us, needless to say you know what will happen.  " "Boss, everyone knows it! " Tan Xingming calculated the position, and the artillerymen quickly moved the cannon onto the city wall and entered the predetermined position.  However, this simple journey is not easy. The cannons are rumbling and Tatar shells are constantly coming. Life is in danger at any time.  And what¡¯s even more terrible is that in order to maintain concealment, they have to hide under the crenels and wait until all the artillery is in place before launching an attack.  Time is extremely long at this moment,Every second is torture.  From the inside out, these battlefield veterans couldn't help but sweat. Although An'an had encountered battles with disparity in strength in the past, the equipment advantage was still obvious, but this time it was completely different. The Tatars were also making progress.  , they can't help but be nervous!  "Hurry, everyone, hurry up!" Tan Xingming tried his best to stay calm, but his anxious shouts exposed the anxiety and uneasiness in his heart.  The last cannon was carried by the soldiers and finally reached the city wall.  Boom!  A cannonball that came from nowhere hit a crenel, and a huge brick hit an artilleryman's head. Half of his head was flattened immediately. Two soldiers were injured, and the city wall was completely shattered.  messy.  Tan Xingming rushed over and said without hesitation: "Leave this cannon to me!" The panicked artilleryman finally calmed down. Everyone gritted their teeth and wanted to avenge the dead brother. Everyone was nervous.  Get moving and make final preparations.  Another round of Tatar artillery fire ended, and while they were loading, the hot air balloon suddenly flew up a small red flag.  Seeing the signal of attack, Tan Xingming was the first to push the gun carriage, and the thick metal tube poked out of the crenel.  "Fire!" "Fire!" "Fire!" The roar rang out, the cannon boomed, the city was instantly enveloped in smoke, and twenty projectiles were fired at the Tatar cannon at high speed.   Correa looked at Handan and suddenly said: "Mr. Father, why do the troops in the city put a huge ball on their heads? Is it to pray for God's blessing?" Scherfo didn't know what a hot air balloon was.  It's a joke, but a magician won't say that he can't do it.  "Children, God is on our side. They can only pray to the devil, but the devil can never be God's opponent, just like victory will belong to us!" Boom!  There was a thunderous sound, and Correa's eyes widened instantly. Who was firing the cannon? The barrel wasn't overheated. Do you want to wait?  He looked around, trying to find the daredevil.  But suddenly, huge projectiles were shot from the top of the city.  It was only in a moment that Correa realized that it was An's gun that had been fired.  "Father, you said they didn't" Before he finished speaking, Correa was so shocked that he couldn't say a word.  A cannonball landed right behind Scherfo. The scattered shrapnel penetrated the body from the back and exploded in the chest. The cross encrusted with gems flew out and hit Correa on the forehead.  A big bag came out.  Of course, he couldn't care less about the pain. The most respected priest was dead, killed by the devil in his mouth.  The artillery on the city did not allow Correia to think too much. The cannons fired one after another. The rigorously trained Anhui was obviously much stronger than the Tatars. Moreover, after using the silk gunpowder bag, there was very little residual powder.  Can shoot continuously.  Artillery shells exploded on the Tatar position, and carefully crafted cannons were blasted into the sky.  Especially when the powder is being loaded, there are a large number of shells, gunpowder, fuses and the like on the ground.  Moreover, the Tatars also made the mistake of underestimating the enemy and neglecting to take precautions.  In such a situation, one can imagine the fate of being hit by a cannon.  Continuous explosions sounded among the Tatars.  More and more artillery pieces were blown beyond recognition, and the gunners were also damaged.  Some were killed directly, while others lost their arms and legs and were lying in a pool of blood, howling in pain.  This guy Correa was quite clever. When the explosion sounded, he lay on the ground.  Violent vibrations passed through the earth, shaking his internal organs.  Raising his head with difficulty, all he could see was a mess, broken bodies, and exploded cannons.  Just fifty meters in front of him, there was a man who had lost his legs and was howling. This guy was one of the friends who came to China with Correa.  "Ah!" Scherfo was dead and his companions were disabled. Correa was completely stunned. He rolled and crawled, struggled to get up from the ground, turned around and ran away.  ¡°I don¡¯t want to die, Lord, bless your people!¡± He shouted wildly and ran towards the back.  ¡­ The sudden shelling killed at least twenty artillerymen and injured thirty or forty more. In addition, about thirty artillery pieces were damaged to varying degrees, and the Tatar firepower was suddenly reduced by half.  Dorgon stood on the high slope and saw everything, "An'an really has some skills. Send the order and let the artillery withdraw first. The others will continue to attack Handan. Even if they are filled with corpses, they will not be able to survive."  Get it!" Just as Dorgon was getting angry, Gu Zhenhua was on the other side.The same is true, except that his target is Daming Mansion!  The person responsible for guarding Daming Mansion was the Tatar warrior Tuhai. When he was in Tongzhou, Tuhai was defeated because of his recklessness. After returning, he almost lost his life.  Simply because the Tatars lacked generals, they found him again, and Tuhai was determined to take revenge.  Under his arrangement, the copper and iron walls of Daming Mansion lay across the north road of Anhui.  At this time, Gu Zhenhua and Dorgon were facing almost the same situation, and they were also facing hard problems.  Whoever can capture the city first will get the initiative in the war!  Fully two hundred field guns were aimed at Daming Mansion, the flag was waved, a group of giant beasts roared together, and hail-like shells hit the city!  Suddenly two cannonballs landed on the city gate tower at the same time. The masonry shattered and dust flew everywhere, and several Tatars were crushed underneath.  "General Tu, General Tu!" Howling at the top of their lungs, the Tatars rushed towards the ruins, ignoring the cannons, as if they were mourning their heirs.  (To be continued)
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