Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

Large puffs of white smoke rose from the artillery positions on both sides of the riverbank, and Wan Junjie and the generals of the artillery battalion would hide behind the bunkers, so that all the artillery officers could pay attention to concealment.

Artillery can be recast, if the artillery dies, the loss will be great, the training of an excellent artillery is not easy, this kind of artillery that has been baptized by war is even more rare.

Mud bunkers can only alleviate artillery casualties, but they cannot be completely avoided, if the two sides continue to fire at each other, the gunners will suffer more casualties, the shells are merciless, and no one can guarantee that they will not be scratched.

Wan Junjie gritted his teeth and said: "If it weren't for the long distance, the heavy artillery of my heavy artillery brigade couldn't be pulled, Lao Tzu would have bombed you into slag a long time ago!" ”

It was his first artillery battle with the Tartars, and it was a bad feeling to be suppressed, but he had to endure and wait for his chance.

Seeing that the sound of the artillery of the Tianwu Army was getting less and less, the artillerymen of the Wuzhenchao Ha Artillery Battalion were all happy, and the artillery opened fire even more frantically.

Wan Junjie hid behind the bunker, silently counting the number of times the opponent's artillery array fired, although the cannon sound was chaotic, but with years of experience, he still judged the firing frequency of some Shenwei general's cannons.

After a while, hearing the sporadic sound of the Qing artillery array, he suddenly shouted: "All the artillery is in position, listen to the order to fire a salvo!" ”

As he spoke, he stood up and waved the flag in his hand.

Each artillery piece needs to dissipate heat for a quarter of an hour after several rounds of shelling, and Wan Junjie seized this point and took advantage of the ceasefire of the Qing army's artillery array to start a counterattack.

The artillery of the Tianwu Army did not target a certain artillery of the Qing army, but aimed at the entire artillery array, and countless shells rained down into the artillery array, even if the blind cat met the dead mouse, it also brought huge damage to the artillery and artillery of the Qing army, not to mention that there was no shelter in front of the artillery array of the Qing army.

Shells rained down, and the vibration of the heavy solid iron ball seemed to tear people's hearts and lungs.

Hearing the deafening sound of cannons on the opposite bank, and seeing the cannonballs like dark clouds, Kong Youde's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly ran behind a boulder not far away.

The whistling sound of the shells hit, and the Wuzhen Chaoha artillery battalion exploded in an instant, like a crop that had been hit by hail, and suffered heavy losses.

The power of the artillery salvo is far greater than the turn of the cannons, and the damage caused by the two is not the same, Kong Youde does not understand this truth, and the Portuguese foreign devils do not know either.

Kong Youde is a little at a loss now, after all, in this era, both the Qing army and the Ming army use artillery as an auxiliary supplementary force.

The Ming army mainly used it to defend the city, and the Qing army used it as a weapon for attacking the city, and no one regarded artillery as the main force in field warfare.

A ten-pound cannonball hit the boulder in front of Kong Youde, instantly shattering it, Kong Youde was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground on the spot, but fortunately, the force of the cannonball was completely blocked by the boulder and did not kill him.

Kong Youde has the blessing of Kong Zu, the Portuguese foreign devil is not so lucky, the glory of the Lord did not envelop him, he was directly broken in two by a cannonball, even if his own mother crossed the ocean to recognize it, he would not be able to recognize it.

"Fire!" Wan Junjie shouted angrily, waving the command flag vigorously, wanting to vent the haze just now.

After the shelling, the gunners of the Tianwu Army desperately brushed the chamber and reloaded the ammunition, and the water vapor of the breech sizzled, accompanied by the sound of thunder, and another round of salvo fired, like a locust-like Wuzhen Chaoha artillery array.

"Fire! Send them to hell! ”

Round after round of shells shot out from the artillery array of the Tianwu Army, and landed in the Qing army's artillery camp two miles away, and in a loud noise, a gun carriage was hit, the heavy cannon body fell directly apart, the heavy artillery rolled to the ground, and also broke the legs and feet of several two Tartars.

Only a few cannons in the artillery array of the Qing army are still loud, the Wuzhen Chaoha artillery has been frightened, the instructor has been beaten, and the king is in diaper, how can this be fought?

A young Qing artilleryman hugged his thighs tightly, shouting heartbreakingly, his body trembling rhythmically, his thighs had been broken, even the leg bones were exposed, and there were some flesh and blood attached to them.

There was another loud bang, and one of the artillery trucks beside him was hit, smashing several prostrate artillerymen around him into blood.

"Ahh

The artillerymen of Wuzhen Chaoha could no longer stand this frightened situation and ran wildly.

There were some dedicated artillerymen who forcibly fired back despite the cooling of the artillery, and as soon as the second cannon was fired, the third cannon rang out, and the cannon blew up on the spot........

The rest of the gunners didn't care anymore, they screamed and turned back and ran, their fear driving the people behind them, and the whole artillery array immediately collapsed, screaming and fleeing behind them.

Kong Youde stared blankly at the chaotic artillery array, these are the capital that he is proud of, it was fine just now, why was it beaten like this?

Kong Youde looked at Bauhinia Mountain with apprehension in his heart, and then looked at the Ming army camp on the other side, and he suddenly felt that this traitor was unwise........

Zhu Cihong looked through the binoculars and saw that the opponent's artillery array had lost its effect, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, and he immediately ordered: "The whole army crosses the river!" ”

In the sound of cannons and drums, the Tianwu army began to force the crossing of the Xiaoling River, and the baggage team quickly transported the boats and wooden rafts to the river, and built a pontoon bridge in an orderly manner.

There were many small boats of the Ming army floating on the river, as well as many small sampans, and these boats, they quickly lined up the small boats in a row, and then laid wooden planks on them, and connected them by iron chains and ropes.

A large number of Qing soldiers armed with arquebuses poured to the shore, presenting a three-stage strike formation, preparing to block the Tianwu army in the river.

"Hit!"

The firecrackers of the Eight Banners began to shoot, and in the thick smoke, dense shotguns and lead spewed out, stirring up countless debris on the pontoon, and even some wooden planks exploded.

It's a pity that they were in too much of a hurry, and the Tianwu Army's river-crossing army couldn't wait to open fire before they had even approached the firing range.

"Adjust the angle!" Wan Junjie waved the order flag and asked all the artillery of the artillery battalion to block the river bank with fire to cover the infantry crossing the river.

The roar of the Hongyi cannon continued to come, a large area of fire flashed, and the thick water column in the river water rose, as if a torrential rain suddenly came, causing heavy casualties to the Qing troops in the riverside area on the bank.

Because the pontoon bridge built was too narrow to allow the Tianwu Army to give full play to the advantage of salvo fire, the forward team that crossed the river carried a tiger squat cannon weighing more than 30 pounds, which contained loaded shotguns.

They marched as fast as if they were floating on water, and when they were two hundred paces from the riverbank, the forward team lit the tiger squat cannon, and with a bang, the smoke and dust carried by the shotgun were in a patch, and the gunner who was shocked by the recoil almost advanced into the river.

After the dense lead pellets swept through, many Han soldiers with blue flags on the north side of the river bank wearing blue armor with red edges let out an irrepressible howl.

Some of the small boats carrying the Tianwu Army also rowed to the north bank, all of which were equipped with tiger squat cannons, and attacked the Qing troops on the river bank with shotguns within a safety range of 200 paces to cover the Tianwu army crossing the river on the pontoon bridge.