The first to jump out of the trenches!

Almost as soon as the order to attack was given, Zhu Cunlin jumped out of the trench with his saber in swing, he was the capital supervisor in the army. Born in the palace of the king of Qin, he was lucky to survive under Li Zicheng's knife, escaped all the way out of Xi'an, Tongguan, and arrived in Shandong, where he became the military governor when he appointed the clan to supervise the country.

And now, the blood feud between his relatives and his father and brother drove him to kill the enemy, without the slightest hesitation, and even the speed of his movements, beyond the imagination of the warriors, who had already rushed out of the trenches several feet away.

Holding a long knife in his hand, Zhu Cunlin stared at the smoke that did not rise in front of him, and the pillars of smoke that rose from the ground looked like giant trees, rising one after another, staring at the pillars of smoke like those big trees, his gaze became more and more resolute.

"Kill it, kill all the thieves!"

With this in mind, he looked to the left and right, and the warriors behind him followed him in a scattered formation, quickly approaching.

It was only about a mile from their position to the bandit's position, and it would take about five minutes to charge...... The charge is not a sprint, nor is it a run, they have to rush to the enemy's position, and they have to tear and kill in the position, so the physical strength cannot be overdrawn, and the so-called charge is just a brisk trot.

Near, closer......

Just as Zhu Cunlin and his comrades-in-arms were running towards the position of the thieves, in the mound-like artillery fort behind the thieves, the gunners of the Shun Army through the smoke of gunpowder had already discovered them.

"Quick, load up the shells!"

Although they were only cats because of the height of the gun shed, they still quickly completed the reloading, and then lit the twist of the gun tail.

With a "boom", a cloud of white smoke erupted from the artillery fort like a large tomb, and the shells whistled and flew into the distance. For a time, the rear of the Shun army was completely shrouded in smoke, and the artillery of the Shun army opened fire.

The spherical cannonball made a dull whistling sound when it flew, and it seemed to be very slow when it looked into the air, and the cannonball that rolled in the air spewed white smoke, and at the moment it landed, it bounced up again, hitting a charging warrior, and he didn't even have time to scream, he fell to the ground, and the back of the smashed breastplate was a blur of flesh and blood, and in the splattered blood water, white broken bones could be faintly seen.

The shell that fell again swirled among the sorghum seedlings, and the fighters behind were completely unaware of its presence. Just as they passed, it suddenly exploded, and several fighters were directly blown into the air in the explosion, and the severed limbs were thrown into the distance.

For a while, exploding smoke continued to rise in this wilderness.

Shelling!

This was the first time they had suffered such shelling, and at the same time that dozens of flowering shells exploded one after another, the whistling shrapnel penetrated the bodies of the fighters, tearing their flesh and blood, and the soldiers who were originally charging immediately fell into a pool of blood, struggling in the pool of blood.

The soldiers who were shelled were all lying on the ground, dodging the flying shrapnel.

"Quick, Quick, Speed, Speed......"

Zhu Cunlin shouted loudly, he stood there and let the cannonballs continue to pass overhead, and he would even run behind and pull up the soldiers lying on the ground.

"Hurry, hurry, kill the ......"

The charge cannot be stopped.

Under the shouts and orders of Zhu Cunlin and the officers, the soldiers lying on the ground rushed forward again, this time they ran very fast, everyone bent their waists, carrying guns and charging forward, although the thieves built a deer in front of the position, but there was a passage for the deer to pass through in the middle of the deer. The charging warriors easily passed the obstacle, but what awaited them was a ditch, and on the other side of the ditch were many thick sticks, which stretched from the thick of the sticks to the trenches of the Shun army.

While the soldiers were carrying their guns through the waterlogged trench, the Shun troops, who were trembling under the shelling, had already left the anti-artillery shelters, some of them were holding bird guns, some of them had to hold muskets, and they were aiming at the front like that, and some were operating the Franc machine.

"Aim a little!"

Zhang Fucai said to the gunner. He said again as the gunner nervously operated the Franc machine to aim at the officers and soldiers in front.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute......"

Almost as the Ming army rushed out of the ditch and tried to pass through this wooden formation, staring at the Ming army in a pile, he shouted loudly.

"Put!"

At the moment when the order was given, the gunner lit the twist of the tail of the gun, and at the moment when the sparks rushed into the fire door, a loud bang suddenly sounded, and at the same time as a cloud of cannon smoke erupted from the muzzle, the gunner had quickly pulled out the tail bolt of the sub-barrel and replaced it with another gun. When he threw out the empty barrel, the gunner next to him put a tube of gunpowder into the barrel, and then loaded another tube of iron bullets. If they cooperate well with each other, they can even continue to fight like this.

Although the range of the Franc machine is limited, its advantage in the rate of fire is extremely obvious, and it is normal to shoot more than a dozen shots a minute with several sub-barrels in a row. And what is even more deadly is that the Franc machine fires shotguns.

Looking at the officers and soldiers who had just broken out of the trench a hundred paces away, they were instantly put down five or six, and they all suffered at least two or three projectiles on their bodies, and red blood gushed out from the bullet holes and bubbled out along the bright steel armor.

At the same time, the Shun troops in the long ditch pulled the trigger one after another, although the three-money bird guns they used could not penetrate the cuirass of the Ming army, but they could penetrate the body without the cuirass to cover it.

But it was just a face-to-face effort, and dozens of people fell, and those fighters who had just rushed up were even stunned. They all looked at the still smoking guns and muzzles in horror, and their faces were full of confusion - the thieves actually had muskets?

For at least a moment, they could not believe that the enemy would use firearms. They are just thieves, so how can they use firearms?

But the battlefield didn't give them much time to think. At this moment, the Franc machine rang off again, with a "boom", dozens of lead bullets the size of red dates were sprayed out from the muzzle, and the moment the lead bullets flew out of the muzzle, they spread out in all directions, not only hitting the Ming soldiers who had just come over, but even hitting the Ming army on the opposite side of the ravine, piercing them even with armor.

The sudden artillery bombardment stunned many people, but despite this, they still hurriedly lay on the ground, while dodging the bullets, some soldiers still took rifles to aim at the enemy behind the trench, so they shot through the ditch, although they counterattacked very resolutely, but they were caught off guard and still paid the price of blood, even if it was with the accuracy of the Liao 13 rifle, they had the advantage, but the attack was still blocked......