Nanming Engineer

Chapter 468 Artillery Battle II

A huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky, and the scene was tragic. The corpses of several gunners who could not even be seen in human form were scattered everywhere. The huge iron cannon was twisted into a ball like a twist, and it was broken in two from the middle. A section of the muzzle was missing, leaving a short section of the breech like a wooden stake, and the fracture was tilted up to the sky. Wisps of black smoke emerged from the fracture, like a piece of charred wood that had been felled.

Even the shelling by the Ming army just now was not as powerful. All the gunners looked at the blasted gun in horror. Sun Long was stunned for a while, with a grim face, and roared at the dazed gunners.

"What are you doing in a daze? Fire, fire!" He waved the knife in the air, and the blood on the blade spilled everywhere.

The gunners moved again, doing their own things in a hurry. Each gun was served by a team of gunners the size of a general flag, those who moved the shells, moved the gunpowder, washed the guns, filled the gunpowder, and loaded the guns. Wait, of course the most important thing is the general flag in charge of aiming.

Most of the general flags are served by the old background that Kong Youde brought from Dengzhou, and there are even a few Portuguese red-haired ghosts among them. Being supported by the Qing court with sufficient salary, it can be said that he is completely devoted to the Qing court.

In the many battles before and after entering the customs, the gunners of the Wuzhenchao Ha Battalion made outstanding achievements in various offensives. This is so deflated?Therefore, at this moment, both Sun Long forced him with a knife and his self-esteem overwhelmed the Ming army. Although they saw a cannon explode, and the Ming army's firearms were incredible, all the gunners still risked their lives to overweight the iron cannon. Filled with gunpowder, reloaded hard-heartedly, aimed at the Ming army artillery array far away, and lit the fuse.

"Boom boom boom!"

The cannons fired continuously, the sound was like thunder.

The gunpowder smoke billowed, and a large puff of smoke rose from the positions of the artillery battalion of the Qing army and the artillery battalion of the Ming army at the same time. The two sides unexpectedly fired at each other at the same moment.

The artillery shells of the Qing army and the artillery shells of the Ming army crossed in the air, as if passers-by passed by, and before they had time to say hello to each other, they rushed towards their respective targets with a sharp whistling sound.

Sun Long's eyes widened, his face tensed, he stood on tiptoe, and tried his best to look at the Ming army's position through the smoky battlefield.

More than a dozen iron bullets fell to the ground one after another tens of feet away from the Ming army's large formation, smashed down and made countless holes in the ground, scattered on the chaotic ground and disappeared.

The cannon that just exploded formed a huge shadow in the hearts of the gunners. No one dared to follow Sun Long's example and recklessly added medicine. A Ming army shell would only kill one person by chance. And the cannon in red exploded, and none of the gunners standing by the cannon survived.Therefore, there is no more radioactive powder than a cannon. With a moderate charge and a moderate range, of course it cannot hit the artillery battalion and phalanx of the Kuizhou Army.

The artillery shells of the Ming army were divided into two sides. One side was still pouring in the direction of the Han army, and the other side was aimed at the direction of Sun Long and Chagu, and several iron bullets flew over.

The iron bullets bombarded the ranks of the Han army, plowing several bloody paths again. The dense and immobile infantry phalanx was easier to hit than wooden targets. The Kuizhou gunners almost did not need to carefully aim, and they could hit accurately.

The Han army was ravaged in blood and fire, and even the Han Eight Banners behind were not spared. The galloping iron bullets could penetrate the entire phalanx all the time, as evidenced by the power of the Kuizhou Shenwei Cannon.

On the Wuzhenchao Ha battalion's position, because the cannons were separated from each other, and the iron bullets were not as extensive as the blooming shells, it was difficult to destroy a cannon if it did not hit directly.

But the panic caused by the iron bullets hitting the middle of the artillery camp was not that simple. The iron bullets bounced across the eyes, hitting some boxes, people, horses and cattle, causing casualties. This was enough.

The artillery battalion suddenly became chaotic, and the impatient gunners began to retreat instinctively, so that when the sound of the artillery stopped, no one in the Wuzhenchao Ha camp went to wash their chambers.

Compared with the messy artillery battalion, the situation of the Han army's infantry was much worse. Dozens of bloody bullet marks were like huge wounds, hitting the weak Han army giant to the brink of collapse. While avoiding the Middle East, the fortified formation collapsed into disarray.

With a hoarse voice, Li Guoying yelled loudly, and ordered the Han army to follow the marching order from the Chinese army, push the shield chariots to attack, and the Han Eight Banners behind, under the leadership of Ma Guangyuan, had already maintained their formation and pushed forward. Go up and push the Han army forward.

"Go forward, don't stop!" Li Guoying roared, pushing the cart with red eyes: "If you stop, you will only be hit as a target! Spread out, push over, and you will survive if you get close!"

A part of the Han army turned around and tried to escape without thinking. They were beheaded by the people of the Han Eight Banners, and then turned back and merged into the trembling brigade. Thousands of people dispersed and became a loose crowd, shouting. With courage, he rushed to the front of the Kuizhou Army.

A little behind them, the cavalry of the brigade of the Qing army gathered the rest of Ye Chen and Guozhu, stepped on the corpses of their own people, and rushed forward again.

Looking down from the air, except for the one near the middle king's flag and the rear formation, the rest of the Qing army array began to charge forward accompanied by the monstrous smoke and dust. To the opposite piece of white reef.

Behind Li Tingyu is the Shanxi Rebel Army of the Brigade. Although there are thousands of Kuizhou Army infantry in front, but from their perspective, you can still feel the shock of thousands of troops rushing towards you. The bottom of my heart is secretly drumming, can I stand it?

If it was in the Nanming army, many people had already started to flee at this time, even if they didn't even fire a shot, shoot an arrow, or even hit their faces.But it still didn't prevent them from escaping.

At this time, they did not leave. Firstly, the Kuizhou army, which was more ruthless than the Qing army during the war, was staring at them; secondly, they gained confidence.

This kind of confidence, accompanied by a large group of white-armored cavalry roaring past, became more and more intense. When did you see the Ming cavalry who dared to confront the Mongols and the Jurchens?
"Three quick shots, get ready!" Yan Mingde and Ma Wei raised the bird guns that were used as starting guns in their respective positions, and pulled the trigger.

At the rear of the infantry, the tank-like Thunderbolt troops were also busy. Explosive packages were brought up from the rear one by one, filled into the barrel, and then waited for the order to fire.

This battle started from the Qing army's tentative charge and continued to the climax of the full-scale charge, entering a fierce battle situation.It's surprisingly fast.

With so many people dead, less than half an hour has passed.

(End of this chapter)