Dorgon even raised his telescope.

After observing for a moment, he asked disdainfully: "Ah Shan, can you estimate the range of the Ming army's red cannon?"

"Yes." Ah Shan also had a telescope in his hand. After observing for a while, he said, "Master, the range of the Ming army's red cannons is only a little more than two miles, which is not as good as our Qing Dynasty's red cannons."

When Fulin heard this, he wanted to ask how far the red cannon of the Qing Dynasty could shoot?

But when I thought of E Niang's instructions before leaving, I swallowed it back in my stomach.

Soon, Zhengbai Banner Han Army's Gushan Ezhen Shitingzhu continued: "After Tang Ruowang's improvements, the range of our Qing Dynasty's red cannon has increased from more than two miles to nearly four miles!"

[Note: In the Ming Dynasty, 1 mile = 180 feet = 360 steps = 576 meters]

Fulin thought to himself, indeed, what E Niang said makes sense.

Dorgon smiled and said: "It seems that Nanming's cannon-casting technology has not improved at all."

Hou Fangyu lost no time and said: "Tang Ruowang was once the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, but the dog emperor Chongzhen didn't know how to reuse him. This shows that the Nanming Dynasty has exhausted its energy. To replace him for the Qing Dynasty is to follow the will of heaven and the people."

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Dorgon felt very comfortable after saying this. He nodded and said, "Shi Tingzhu, you can let the red cannon go ashore."

"Hey." Shi Tingzhu agreed, then rode his horse to the river and shouted, "The emperor and the regent have decrees. The Han troops under each banner will drag the red cannons ashore immediately. Hurry."

"Boom!" However, as soon as Shi Tingzhu finished speaking, a loud bang was heard in his ears.

Then there were continuous explosions, and large pieces of ice splashed on the river.

"What...what's going on?" Shi Tingzhu was a little confused. Is this the ice layer collapsing?

But that shouldn't be the case. Although the ice after the beginning of spring is not as strong as in winter, it is still several feet thick, and the Wei River is not that wide. Ordinarily the ice shouldn't disintegrate anyway.

While he was confused, Shi Tingzhu vaguely heard a crisp sound.

This click was like a stone thrown into the lake, instantly breaking the calm.

The next moment, the ice of the Wei River, which was about 300 steps long ahead, suddenly cracked. Hundreds of iron sledges originally parked on the ice, as well as the Han troops driving the plows and their mules and horses, immediately fell like dumplings.

Into the water.

Also falling into the Wei River were dozens of red cannons carried by the Eight Banners Han Army.

"Ah?" Seeing this scene, Shi Tingzhu was stunned. What did he say?

Not only Shi Tingzhu, Fulin, Hong Chengchou, Fan Wencheng, but also Ning Wan and others were also stunned.

This is too deceptive. Gunpowder is actually buried under the ice, just waiting for them to step into the trap?

This wave of losses was not small. At least five to six hundred ice sledges rolled into the Wei River. The tens of thousands of stones of grain loaded on the ice sledges were wasted. Even if they were fished out, they would quickly become moldy and rotten.

In addition, dozens of red cannons also fell into the Wei River.

Although the Wei River is not very deep, these red cannons will definitely be fished out in the end, but they will definitely not be able to catch up in the Battle of Dagukou this time. This is too cunning.

However, things are not over yet.

Nearly a thousand Eight Banners and Han troops on their sledges fell into the water one after another. Fortunately, the water in the Wei River was not deep, and there were many mules and horses floating on the river, so the Eight Banners and Han troops who fell into the water swam to the shore with their mules and horses in their arms.

Soon, the north and south banks of the Wei River were crowded with Eight Banners and Han troops.

At the same time, the subsequent Eight Banners Han Army and Green Camp troops also arrived one after another.

This makes the north and south banks of the Wei River become more crowded, almost like a busy city.

Dorgon frowned, and when he was about to let Shi Tingzhu step forward to control the situation, he suddenly heard a bang.

Then there were continuous explosions. The huge explosion almost shattered Dorgon's eardrums, and he felt the ground beneath his feet shaking violently.

"Master, be careful!" Hou Fangyu rushed over and threw Dorgon to the ground.

Su Mo'er also hugged Fulin into her arms, trying to protect Fulin's safety with her weak body.

But in fact, this is unnecessary, because the explosion did not affect Dorgon, it was just a false alarm.

But one after another accidents made Dorgon's mentality collapse. He pushed Hou Fangyu away, sat up and roared: "Who is this person? Who is this person? Who?"

"Master, no need to ask, it must be Yan Yingyuan!" Ah Shan said with a dark face.

As Gushan Ezhen of Zhengbai Banner, Ashan had participated in the Shanyang War, and it can be said that Yan Yingyuan's endless conspiracies and tricks are still fresh in his memory.

"Master, it must be Yan Yingyuan."

Ashan gritted his teeth and shouted: "It must be Yan Yingyuan!"
Chapter completed!