Tang Dynasty, I can lead troops through ancient and modern times

But just as the Qing army was attacking with all their might, small steel cannons suddenly appeared on the city wall.

With an order, the small cannon emitted a deafening roar, and the shells flew towards the Qing army camp like meteors.

Where the shells exploded, flames shot up into the sky and smoke filled the air. The Qing soldiers were blown to the ground and screamed in agony.

The Qing army's offensive was disrupted in an instant, and the soldiers panicked and fled in all directions.

Dorgon opened his eyes wide, his face full of disbelief.

He never imagined that the defenders of Shengjing possessed such powerful weapons.

Under the continuous bombardment of small cannons, the Qing army suffered heavy losses.

The originally neat formation became chaotic, the red cannon was blown up, the ladders were broken, and countless soldiers were killed and wounded.

Dorgon was filled with anger and unwillingness, but he also understood that continuing the attack would only bring greater losses.

In desperation, Dorgon had to order a retreat.

The Qing army retreated like a tide, leaving behind a devastated battlefield.

Dorgon looked at Shengjing in the distance, his eyes filled with gloom.

He knew that failure in this battle would have a significant impact on his plans.

But he was unwilling to give up. He secretly vowed to find a way to deal with the little cannon and retake Shengjing.

After the Qing army retreated, Dorgon paced back and forth in the tent with a terribly gloomy look on his face.

He knew that this defeat dealt a heavy blow to his ambitions, but he would never give up easily.

Dorgon immediately summoned his generals and advisers to discuss countermeasures.

Everyone sat together in a solemn atmosphere. Dorgon looked at everyone with a sharp gaze and said, "We suffered a heavy loss in Shengjing this time. The Han people's artillery was unprecedented and caused heavy losses to our army.

But we can’t just stop here and we have to figure out how to deal with it.”

Duoduo stood up and saluted, saying, "Your Majesty, the Han artillery is extremely powerful, and our army's frontal attack may not be effective.

It is better to rest and recuperate for a while and wait for the opportunity.

At the same time, we sent out spies to find out the enemy's strength and to understand the number and range of the Han artillery so that we can formulate corresponding countermeasures."

Ajige also said: "Your Majesty, we can send people to contact the surrounding forces, promise them great benefits, and fight against the enemy together.

We are weak now, but if we can get support from other forces, there may be a chance of turning the situation around.

Dorgon nodded slightly, thought for a moment and said, "What you said makes sense.

On the one hand, spies were sent out to gather information and to keep track of the enemy's every move.

On the other hand, send people to contact those forces that are favorable to us and win their support.

At the same time, reorganize the army, strengthen training, and improve the combat effectiveness of the soldiers.

We must be prepared for a long-term battle.”

Dorgon stood alone in the tent, his face solemn and his eyes revealing complex emotions.

He looked into the distance, and his thoughts seemed to have returned to the time of Nurhaci.

At that time, the situation in Liaodong was changing rapidly, and the struggle between the Manchus and the Han people was fierce and cruel.

Today, history seems to be repeating itself, and Liaodong has once again fallen into a situation of being suppressed by the Han people.

Dorgon clenched his fists, feeling a strong sense of unwillingness in his heart.

He was unwilling to see the empire he had worked so hard to build being taken away by the Han people, and he was unwilling to see his ambitions and aspirations shattered.

However, he also understood that this was a test, a severe test for him and his people.

Only by rising up in the face of adversity can they truly prove their strength and value.

There was a fire burning in Dorgon's heart, which was an indomitable fighting spirit and tenacious resilience.

He knew that the current predicament was not a desperate situation, but an opportunity.

An opportunity for them to re-examine themselves and improve themselves.

He believed that as long as they united and demonstrated the courage and wisdom of the Manchus, they would be able to turn the situation around and rise again in Liaodong.

He began to calmly analyze the current situation.

Although the Han people had the advantage militarily, they had only just started the rebellion and must have had many internal problems.

As long as we find their weaknesses and exploit them, we may be able to break the deadlock.

At the same time, he also realized that his army needed reform and reorganization.

Only by improving the combat effectiveness of soldiers and strengthening the research, development and manufacturing of military equipment can we take the initiative in future battles.

Dorgon secretly swore in his heart that he must lead his people out of the predicament and regain the glory that belonged to them.

He believed that he had enough resilience and wisdom to deal with this test.

No matter how difficult the road ahead is, he will never retreat or give up.

But reality gave Dorgon a loud slap in the face.

While he was still planning in the tent how to turn the situation around and regroup, the gears of fate accelerated in an unexpected way.

The next day, the sun shone on the vast land of Liaodong. Li Chengqian and Li Shimin led a small number of elite troops and rushed to the outskirts of Shengjing like a gust of wind.

They galloped all the way, their morale high, their eyes full of determination and resoluteness.

And by a coincidence of fate, the two sides met unexpectedly in the wilderness.

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

The soldiers on both sides stared at each other nervously, holding their weapons tightly in their hands, ready to fight at any time.

Li Chengqian and Li Shimin rode on tall horses, their eyes sharp as they calmly observed the Qing army opposite them.

Behind them, elite soldiers were ready for battle. Although they were few in number, their momentum was no less than theirs.

After learning the news, Dorgon hurriedly led the Qing army generals to the front of the battle.

He looked at Li Chengqian and Li Shimin opposite him, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

He was surprised by their quick arrival and felt tremendous pressure.

The wind blew gently, raising the flags of both sides.

In this silent wilderness, the smell of war has spread, and a thrilling battle is about to begin.

Just as the two sides were confronting each other, the gates of Shengjing suddenly opened, and a team of Tang soldiers rushed out like a tiger descending from the mountain.

Although they are few in number, each of them is heroic and full of fighting spirit.

These Tang Dynasty soldiers were armed with advanced flintlock rifles, the gun bodies flashing a cold light in the sun.

They moved quickly and in step, with their eyes revealing immense determination and courage.

When they approached the Qing army, they pulled the trigger without hesitation. The flintlock rifles made a crisp sound and the bullets shot towards the Qing army like meteors.

The Qing soldiers had never expected that the Tang soldiers would have such powerful firepower and were caught off guard in an instant.

They fled in panic, and the originally neat formation was broken up in an instant.

The Tang soldiers took the opportunity to launch a charge, waving their weapons as if they were in an empty space.

Some Tang soldiers held long spears, and the tips of the spears stabbed at the enemy like poisonous snakes. Every attack was precise and powerful, making it difficult for the Qing soldiers to resist.

Some of them were waving big swords, and Qing soldiers fell down one after another as the swords flashed.

They cooperated well, supported each other, and demonstrated extremely high combat qualities.