If you want to escape the shelling, you must first be lucky.

For Gerda, who rushed to the front, they were undoubtedly lucky. Because the gunners didn't care about them at all.

They didn't even know what was going on behind them, and they didn't even bother to look back, just let the sound of explosions continue to reach their ears.

In front of him, the Ming army has already raised the bird gun!

That's a full 400 paces away!

Sure enough, it's the Ming Army!

They will shoot indiscriminately from afar, Buddha bless!

Firing at such a distance is simply ...... It is the habit of the Ming army, they will fight the empty bird early and fight desperately. It seems that they think that they can blow away the Qing soldiers from such a distance, but in fact, it is just scratching, and it is useless at all.

After they beat the empty birds, when the elite soldiers of the Qing Dynasty would not rush over unhindered, they naturally broke up, and then cleaned them up like chopping melons and vegetables!

Okay!

This is a door-to-door head!

To cut!

No, it's going to be chopped!

Sonda shouted excitedly, and the armored heavy riders around him all shouted excitedly, as if they had seen the victory.

Four hundred steps!

Three hundred and fifty steps!

Three hundred steps!

Two hundred and ninety......

You guys shouldn't be scared anymore! It's time to fire and fire!

As if blessed by the Buddha, when Songerda thought of this, he saw a burst of fire flickering in front of him, and clouds of white smoke instantly enveloped the entire battle line.

It was so far away that it was not even clear that the sound of the guns could not be heard, and it was also blocked by the roar and explosion of the thunderous Hongyi cannons!

Even though the white smoke obscured Sonda's vision, a smile appeared on his face, and now nothing could stop them!

The Baturu of the Great Qing Kingdom will immediately rush over and kill all those birds!

They emptied their guns, didn't they just wait for the Qing soldiers to rush over and kill?

A Baturu of the Great Qing Dynasty can kill at least ten, no, twenty Han Chinese......

At the moment when a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, suddenly, his smile stiffened - "swishing ......" accompanied by a dense whistling sound, the cavalry in front of him and behind him either fell off the war horse, or the war horse fell to the ground violently, and some war horses suddenly jumped up as if they were pierced by something.

What's going on?

He turned his head to look to the left and right, only to see a scene that made his scalp tingle.

After those war horses were hit, they were all bloody and rotten, and he even saw that the head of a war horse was blown off in half by a gun, what is this?

Why is it so powerful?

Could it be the Fur Machine?

He didn't even have to wait to figure out what it was all about. , Songerda saw that the Ming army over there had released the guns again, and this time he seemed to hear the sound of the guns, and the guns were very loud, like muffled thunder, rolling in......

In the next moment, he stopped thinking about it. Then, as if he had been hit by a hammer, he fell off his horse.

The moment he fell, he only felt as if something hot had slipped into his abdomen, very hot, very hot......

Blood flowed out.

This, how is this possible?

Perhaps because he couldn't believe it, he touched his abdomen, and his palms were wet.

It's blood!

He struggled to get up, but his body refused to listen to him, and he lay in a pool of blood. Listening to the screams nearby, looking at the blood on his hands, Songerda's eyes were full of doubts, lying on the ground, he no longer had the slightest strength, just lying like this.

And beside him, there were still warhorses passing by, and at that moment he saw a black shadow of a horse's hooves fall, and stomped on his face.

"Poof", like a ripe watermelon, the moment it was crushed by the horse's hooves, red flesh and white brains and bones splashed everywhere.

Even that eyeball flew into the air, and there seemed to be some doubts in the eyeball, and Song Erda didn't understand why the Ming army's bird gun could hit so far!

For the range of this new type of bullet of more than 300 steps, Huang Degong and his musketeers have long been prepared, this kind of gun with grooves engraved on the outside is powerful, not to mention the strong power, and the accuracy at long distance is even more amazing, and it can even hit a single target at about 150 steps, which is simply unimaginable, and even, this is the reason why Huang Degong made the 4,000 musketeers under his command line line up in a thin line.

Long enough and powerful enough, it's enough!

Four thousand musketeers, lined up in three rows, each with a thousand men in each row, and a line more than a mile wide, completely enveloped the entire battlefield, and when the Qing cavalry finally rushed out of the iron fire purgatory of cannonballs, what awaited them was a cloud of white smoke and a scorching gun whistling from the smoke.

Thousands of guns just roared and "smashed" on them.

"Put!"

With the moment the sentinel's long knife fell.

Wang Antong pulled the trigger again, this was his third bullet on the battlefield, and now he was no longer as scared as he was at the beginning, and he even felt a little excited.

The smoke from the musket obscured his vision. But he didn't care if he hit the enemy or not, he just stepped back and quickly loaded the bullets, took out the gun from the cowhide cartridge box on his waist, bit through the paper shell, poured the gunpowder into the muzzle, and then stuffed the bullet in, and then stabbed it with a stick......

The process is a bit monotonous and tedious, but it works!

At least, it works to kill people!

"Raise your gun."

When the sentry commander's waist knife was raised again, the cavalry who rushed to the front also rushed under their noses, just as Wang An calmly raised their muskets with them.

Just when he could clearly see the appearance of Jiannu, those Jiannu who were riding their horses suddenly slammed and tripped - a hundred paces away in front of the queue, they were covered with several barbed wire, the barbed wire was not high, only more than a foot high, only a few of them, but this was enough, those Jiannu who rushed over, as if they had hit a wall, fell down suddenly......

At the same time as they fell, what awaited them was a dense rain of bullets, and at this distance, it was like hitting rabbits, one shot at a time!

This time Wang Antong could finally see the appearance of Jiannu, he saw a Jiannu standing up from the ground, and then rushed towards this side, and the moment he pulled the trigger, the bullet flew out.

The body hit by the bullet fell backwards, and even Wang Antong saw the unwillingness in his eyes.

……

Dead, I don't know how many minions are dead!

Just as the thought crossed Azig's mind, he felt a wave of air rushing from front of him with a large amount of dust that had been raised, and his war horse fell to the ground as if it had tripped over a rope.

"The ...... of the prince of the county"

The surrounding minions hurriedly stopped their horses and surrounded the county prince, and the white helmet on the white helmet on the body of Azig, who was helped up, had turned gray and black, and his face was full of dust, his eyes widened, staring left and right.

The roar in his ears made him stunned, what happened?

How did I fall?

He looked down at his horse, its head shattered into a mass of flesh, and its neck shattered, as if it had been twisted by something.

What's going on?

And the minions are all around him, they seem to be shouting something, what are they talking about?

"Quick, hurry up and take the prince of the county to go first, I can't beat it, this group of Ming people is so powerful......"

The original vigorous Qing army came quickly and went in a hurry, just when Wang Antong was loading the bullet, the sound of the bullhorn echoed in the air, and those Qing soldiers suddenly turned their horses and fled towards the rear as if they were crazy.

Come fast, escape faster.

Unwilling!

Everyone's heart is full of unwillingness!

There was a hint of anger on everyone's faces, these Jiannu must have fled too quickly!

Suddenly, at this time, someone shouted.

"We won!"

The big guys didn't seem to quite believe it when he just shouted, and they looked left and right, around them - no one was even killed!

This, this is simply ...... God bless! Vulcan bless!

Yes!

Isn't the prince the god of fire, bless the prince!

"We won...... Vulcan bless! ”

"Vulcan bless!"

Listening to the shouts of the officers and soldiers, Huang Degong couldn't help but touch his waist card, the copper waist card has a fire pattern on the edge, this is the waist card of the Pingyu Army, there are fire patterns on it, as well as the number and name of the barracks.

Maybe it's really blessed by the god of fire.

Huang Degong couldn't help but think so in his heart, after so many years of fighting, he had never encountered such a thing. Those people stupidly slammed into the muzzle of the gun.

Huang Degong, who had originally heard that the prince was descended from the god of fire, really didn't dare to doubt it, and he even began to believe in this legend in his heart.

"Where is the blessing of the god of fire, it is clearly ...... A group of guys who didn't know how powerful the musket was, stupidly bumped into the muzzle of the gun. ”

After getting the news from Huang Degong's side, Zhu Guoqiang couldn't help muttering about the blessing of the fire god.

In fact, even he himself did not expect that the effect of the bump fuse and the new bullet would be so good, and those Jiannu, who were accustomed to the old artillery musket, were simply caught off guard, and by the time they reacted, it was too late.

Of course, Huang Degong's tactics are also very good, using artillery to hit the main formation, rifles to fight the forward, that is, this kind of cooperation also made the Qing army pay so heavy casualties.

Weapons are important, tactics are even more important!

When this battle is over, we must study the tactical issues carefully.

Well, of course the cult of personality is not bad...... Vulcan!

I thought so in my heart. Zhu Guoqiang raised the horsewhip in his hand, pointed ahead and said.

"Alright, the whole army is speeding up, let's go meet him Dolgon for a while, this kid must be waiting for us on the other side of the river!"

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