boom!

The dark muzzle of the Red Cannon spewed out dazzling flames.

Immediately afterwards, a black shadow that was difficult to see with the naked eye shot out from the muzzle, passing through the morning mist and shooting towards the south bank of the Ningyuan River.

Bang--

The large solid bullet fell into the dirt with a dull sound.

Prince Su Haoge stood on the city wall in the southwest corner of Ningyuan, looking south with a telescope in his hand.

On the south bank of the Ningyuan River, countless Ming soldiers were seen carrying out earthwork.

They brought basket after basket of soil from the rear and piled it together under the command of the general.

Then someone used their feet and tamping tools to flatten and compact the loose soil.

Thanks to the efforts of these people, one earth hill after another rose from the ground and was still increasing in height at a very slow pace.

Hauge made a simple calculation and found that the height of these earthen hills was nearly two meters.

The Ming army apparently dug soil and built the hill overnight, otherwise it would not have been possible to pile it so high.

"Your Highness," the general of the Han army of the Zhenglan Banner standing beside Haoge on the city wall said with his head down, "The Ming army dug the earth and piled it up at night. It was dark and windy last night, and my men couldn't see clearly at all. When we found something unusual in the morning, we immediately opened fire on them and reported the news to Your Highness!"

"Well," Hauge forced a sinister smile from the corner of his mouth: "Come here, push him down and chop him up!"

The general of the Zhenglan Banner Han Army immediately knelt down and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, spare my life. I am telling the truth!"

"Bullshit!" Haoge was furious. "Last night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. How can it be said that it was a dark and windy night? Besides, the Ming army must have used torches to illuminate the mountains at night. Why do you say you can't see clearly?"

The general of the Han army of the Zhenglan Banner knelt on the ground and kowtowed to explain: "Your Highness, the Ming army has planted many flags in front of the earthen hill. At night, we can only see a few lights there, and we can't see what the Ming army is doing at all!"

It would have been better if he didn't explain. After the explanation, Hauge became even angrier.

He snorted coldly, "It would be fine if he didn't repent, but he actually dared to talk back? Come on, execute him on the spot!"

Hauge believed that if the other party talked back to him today, he would dare to assassinate him tomorrow!

So this kind of people cannot be kept!

"Yes!" Four bodyguards stepped forward and restrained the man.

"Your Highness, please spare my life. Your Highness, please spare my life. I know I was wrong!" Seeing that his death was approaching, the general of the Han army of the Zhenglan Banner kowtowed and begged for mercy like a chicken pecking at rice.

Seeing that Hauge didn't say anything, four of his bodyguards pushed the guard to the battlement of the city wall and chopped off his head with their swords.

The smell of blood shocked everyone.

At this time, other generals in the city also received the news and climbed up the city wall to observe the situation.

When they passed by the body of the guard, they just frowned and were not too surprised.

Hauge's military discipline has always been strict, and killing people on the battlefield is not an exaggeration to enforce strict military discipline.

Passing the execution site, they came to the battlements of the city wall.

Looking at the rising earthen hill on the other side of the river, everyone's face turned a little ugly.

"Fire, fire quickly!" Hauge commanded the artillery in the distance with a roar.

Boom boom boom!

The sound of artillery fire continued.

At first, the shells could only hit the foot or hillside of the hill. As the Eight Banners soldiers continued to adjust the angle of their guns, the shells soon fell to the top of the hill.

puff--

The shell hit a Ming soldier in the chest.

Before the Ming soldier could even let out a scream, the huge impact force of the shell pierced his chest.

The blood mist flew into the air and then scattered all over the ground.

The Ming soldier looked down at his empty chest and fell down unwillingly.

The power of the shells remained undiminished, and they rolled quickly over the hill, killing and wounding several Ming soldiers.

"The Jiannu are firing, quickly plant the flag in front of the earthen hill!"

Following the general's order, the Ming army planted flags all over the hill.

Looking from a distance, one could only see countless flags fluttering in the wind, but could not clearly see what the Ming army was doing behind the flags.

"Fire, blow up all the flags for me, and blow up all the Ming troops behind the flags!" On the Ningyuan city wall, Prince Su Haoge pointed at the flags on the hill on the south bank of the Ningyuan River and shouted.

Boom boom.

Dense artillery fire continued to sound, sending large solid bullets to the south bank of the Ningyuan River.

The Ming troops on the south bank had stopped long ago. They hid behind bunkers to rest, drink water, and even smoke cheap dry tobacco.

"Give me a puff, I'm out of cigarettes."

"No, I bought my cigarettes from a grain transporter at a high price. If you want to smoke, buy them with money!"

"It's not for nothing. I'm a fireman. I'll give you half a spoonful of rice when I serve you dinner tonight."

"Okay, I'll give you all the cigarette butts!"

As time went by, the sound of artillery fire became less frequent.

"Go and check if the flag is damaged. If it is damaged, replace it with a new one immediately." the general ordered.

"yes!"

Some soldiers walked up the earthen hill along the reserved slope to check the damage to the flag on the top of the hill.

When changing the flags, the Eight Banners soldiers on the Ningyuan city wall discovered something unusual.

"Your Highness," a general put down his clairvoyance and pointed at the hill and shouted, "There are traces of Ming troops on the hill."

"Fire!" Hauge gave the order without hesitation.

boom!

The rumbling sound of cannons rang out again.

The shells flew towards the hill at lightning speed.

This time.

Apart from the loss of some flagpoles, the Ming army suffered almost no casualties.

After the artillery fire stopped again, the Ming army climbed up the hill and changed the flags.

"fire!"

The deafening sound of artillery fire rang out again.

After repeating this three times, Hauge realized that something was wrong.

He used his clairvoyance to look through the gaps in the flags, but there was no trace of Ming troops on the hill.

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