The midday sun sprinkled on the dry land, and the wind smelled of earth.

On the Great Plains of Liaoyang, the two armies were facing each other in a fierce battle.

Yang Yufan, on horseback, looked at the Qing army neatly arranged on the opposite side with contempt. From their neat queue, it can be seen that this Qing army is by no means an ordinary person, and their military formation is still behind the fortress basket.

It looks quite thoughtful. But even so, Yang Yufan still snorted coldly in his heart:

"Hmph, these Tartars, I really don't know how to write dead words! Do they think they can stop us by using a fortress basket as a wall? And also put the troops in such a phalanx. Isn't it clear that we should teach them a lesson? In that case, let these tartars be fulfilled. ”

Yang Yufan stroked his beard and smiled.

"Fire!"

Like the towns of the Pinglu Army, in addition to the 24 9-jin mountain howitzers, there are also 36 18-pound mortars, which weigh only more than 140 catties, and are very popular with the Ming army because of their lightness and fast rate of fire, and have always been the sharp weapon of the Pinglu army to defeat the enemy. If there is any disadvantage in it, I am afraid that its range is similar to that of the Jiujin mountain howitzer, but it is only a kilometer, so the Ming army can often only carry out artillery bombardment from a distance of seven or eight hundred meters.

Almost at the moment when the Ming army's mortar opened fire, Fei Yangguo, who had been looking at the Ming army, shouted loudly when he saw the cloud of smoke.

"Fall down, fall down ......"

Even if the head is iron, it is not as iron as the flowering bullet of the Ming army.

In the face of the artillery bombardment of the Ming army, everyone rationally chose to lie on the ground, which was the only option to avoid the shelling. Jiannu learn very quickly, at least in this era, they will always take the initiative to learn from the enemy on the battlefield, after all, if they don't learn, they will die.

This is a real damn!

And it was themselves who died, not the Han people who died.

"Look for death!"

When he saw Jiannu's phalanx lying on the ground from the telescope, a cruel smile hung on the corner of Yang Yufan's mouth, and he said quite proudly:

"Attack!"

At the same time as the rumbling cannon sound pierced the sky, Xu Linshan took a deep breath, held the butt of the gun with his right hand at his waist, and the body of the gun leaned against his shoulder and lined up with his comrades, with the drummer's drumming forward, there were not many recruits around him, even Xu Linshan, who had seen blood on the front line in Jinzhou, so everyone seemed very calm. As they march to the beat of the drum. The sound of cannonballs whizzing by was constantly heard in my ears.

Dense shells rained down on Jiannu's position, and large pieces of gunpowder smoke rose on the Qing army's position, even if they were miles away, they could still vaguely see Jiannu being blown into the sky.

In the deafening roar of the mortar artillery, at the same time that the shells kept falling on the heads of the Qing army. More than 7,000 infantry in Yingyang Town gradually approached the Qing army's position with neat steps, guns on their shoulders, and bayonets on their guns shining brightly in the sun.

In the infantry phalanx marched to the beat of the drum. It was followed by twelve nine-pound mountain howitzers, which were used as mobile artillery to accompany the advance of the Ming army. At a distance of only about four hundred meters, the artillerymen were busy pushing the artillery onto the gun position.

At this moment, there was movement on the position of the Qing army, which was originally overwhelmed by artillery fire, and a dull horn sounded first.

There should be some movement, too!

However, under the fierce artillery fire of the Ming army, Jiannu did not dare to act rashly at all, as long as they raised their heads slightly, their heads would be cut off by shrapnel, and as long as they dared to stand up, they would be blown up into the sky by shells.

Although only thirty-six mortars carried out the shelling, they fired two hundred shells in one minute, and if Jiannu had not fallen down, such a shelling alone would have blown them to the ground!

But in the fierce artillery fire, most of those Jiannu were lying motionless.

"Steady, steady......"

As the distance got closer and closer, the captain with a spear in his hand, from time to time, kept the queue neat.

Two hundred meters!

Finally, when approaching a distance of 100 meters, the shelling of the mortar artillery stopped, after all, there were still more than a dozen craters within a hundred meters in front of the Qing army's position, and the accuracy of the mortar artillery was very poor, and the firing range was not very accurate. The rest was left to the field artillery and infantry.

Almost at the same time as the shelling stopped, Xu Linchuan saw Jiannu move, to be honest, at least for a moment, Xu Linchuan was really a little worried that the bullet would hit him. But even though he was a little worried, he still mechanically followed his comrades towards the enemy.

Seeing that Jiannu had reformed a phalanx behind the fort basket, and at a distance of about a hundred meters, the commanders ordered to stop advancing.

"Raise your gun! Prepare ......"

Following the commander's command, Xu Linchuan and his comrades put their muskets on their shoulders.

"Putting ......"

With the moment the company commander's saber was swung down. Xu Linchuan pulled the trigger. The musket stirred up smoke and obscured his vision. At the moment when the gun was violently recoiled, he immediately felt a bullet from his waist bag, bit through the paper shell, poured gunpowder into the barrel, and then stuffed the bullet and compacted it with a strip......

"Putting ......"

As the commander commanded, the brother behind him kept pulling the trigger, and the smoke from the muzzle of the gun obscured his vision, but even so, he still seemed extremely calm and raised his musket calmly.

"Put!"

In an instant, the musket again spit out a cloud of white smoke and fireworks. This time through the smoke, he could even see a group of people falling down in Jiannu's phalanx, but Jiannu did not stand there and was beaten, they were also returning fire with muskets, for a while, the gunfire on the battlefield was like a New Year's firecracker, and the smoke shrouded the entire battlefield, beside Xu Linchuan, there were constantly brothers who were hit, screaming and falling to the ground, and Jiannu's gunners did not stop, constantly firing shells at their array.

Because of the close distance, Xu Linchuan could even see the cannonballs whistling from the front, and then plunged into the horizontal line, splashing several dazzling red lights.

Some of the brothers were hit directly in the chest by fist-sized projectiles, and they fell down without even screaming, and the castrated shells would crash into the hips of the brothers in the second row, and then hit the knees of the brothers in the third row, and then it would jump up again and sweep through the other three-row horizontal line against the unfortunate brothers, and the brothers who were hit immediately fell to the ground, and the bleeding wounds revealed white bone slag, and the bone slag still had flesh and blood hanging on it.

Despite this, they continued to march in a flag-raising queue, and in this era, the gun platoon was shot first.

Not only will you be shot, but you will even have to be shot! This is the inevitability of the gun line shooting. For the soldiers in the ranks, they had to endure all this, they had to face shells, bullets with an insensitive attitude.

However, compared to the solid shelling of Jiannu, for Jiannu. The shells of the nine-pound mountain howitzers that accompanied the Ming army's attack were more deadly, they shot an instantaneous grenade, the moment the grenade touched the ground, it would set off a bloody storm, and the steel fragments were flying in the air with a roar, like a ghost roaring, at the moment of crashing into the fresh life, their flesh and blood were torn to pieces, and the bones were also turned into fragments, and the moment the shell exploded, it was as small as a bullet in all directions, and the big one was like a sharp blade flying at supersonic speed, and everything it passed was cut to pieces. Everywhere, the half-wounded people moaned and squirmed in pools of blood, and many of them didn't even have the ability to struggle!

In this era, such artillery bombardment is undoubtedly the most deadly, and for many people, it is also unfamiliar, after all, in the era of cold weapons, on the battlefield, it is almost impossible to have such casualties.

After all, whether it is an arrow or a knife or gun, it is impossible to cut people into pieces, but the fragments of cannonballs are different, at the moment of explosion, the shock wave of the explosion can tear the nearby people to pieces, as for those fragments, like flying meat grinders, they are flying in the air, these fragments of various appearances but the cracks are twisted like jagged teeth are torn apart, trying to block all the flesh in front of them......