Under the cannon fire, all beings are equal. Elite troops or the old, weak, sick, and disabled—it makes no difference whether they wear armor or not; a cannonball will kill them all. The formidable Guanning Army had only just held their position, driving back Huang Degong, when they were suddenly struck by artillery. Shells tore through the bodies of the Guanning soldiers, filling the air with a bloody mist. Watching their comrades fall before they could even let out a scream, the Guanning troops instantly collapsed into chaos. They did not fear fighting hand-to-hand, nor did they fear being killed by their opponents, but this particular manner of death filled them with overwhelming dread.
Shells from dozens of cannons ripped through the Guanning defensive line. After the thunder of the artillery ceased, the Guanning positions fell silent for a moment before erupting into turmoil. Some rushed to save their comrades, others scrambled for cover, and some sought only to flee in the confusion. Seeing this, Huang Degong waved his hand and commanded, "Advance!" The Ming Army marched forward in rhythmic, disciplined steps, launching a fresh assault. The Guanning Army crumbled upon contact, and their line was breached. Li Dingguo took the lead, spearheading a cavalry pursuit.
News of the collapse on the flank soon reached Wu Sangui. "Report! The Ming Army has shelled our right flank! The right flank is in full retreat!"
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