"Brave fart!" Feng Sizhong jumped to his feet and shouted, "Old man Lu, hurry up and check the cannon...... Hurry up, hurry up! ”

He shouted as he spread his feet and ran up the field. He was checking whether the guns were deployed correctly and in a timely manner, and Feng Sizhong was responsible for six of the 24 three-pounder guns. Louis Lou and two other foreigners were also in charge of six three-pounder guns...... Each of them was also the commander of an artillery company.

"Shotgun! Shotgun ...... "Seeing that the six three-pounder guns he was responsible for were deploying very quickly, Feng Sizhong hurriedly ordered the gunners to load the shotguns.

The so-called shotgun is a pile of lead bullets wrapped in cloth into an oval shape, and then forced into the barrel of the gun to shoot out. Because the thrust generated by the deflagration of gunpowder will tear the cloth bag when the shell is pushed out of the barrel, so that the lead bullet will spread out and fly forward, a dozen large pieces!

While the gunners were loading, Feng Sizhong turned around and looked at the "Great Qing Warriors" who were trying to move forward in the stream—he was estimating the distance.

Because of his high level of range, the 24 3-pounder guns here were all under his command, and after he gave the order to fire, one of the 3-pounder guns next to him fired first, and then the other 23 3-pounder guns fired again.

"Niu Lu Zhangjing, those Nikans seem to have a good gun mount!"

"This, this, this is too fast!"

Li Yingzhong saw an unbelievable scene at this time, in the reflection of the bonfire, the 24 general cannons placed on the gun carriage were fiddled with by hundreds of gunners with nimble hands and feet, lined up, and in the blink of an eye, they had been completely laid out...... The muzzles of the black holes are all on their side!

Is this to shoot yourself?

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Li Yingzhong opened his throat and shouted.

Most of the firecrackers under his command were bird-fired soldiers, and the guys in his hands had a very close range, and they couldn't hit the Ming artillery that was still fifty or sixty paces away...... But he can't care about it, let's fight first!

Maybe scare the enemy away!

Even if you can't scare the enemy away, you can listen to the sound of fire, and you can strengthen your own courage.

But before Li Yingzhong could hear the sound of fire, a loud bang came to his ears, and then a scene that he would never forget for the rest of his life appeared in front of his eyes - in fact, there was only a short time left in his life...... Because he was shot!

The muzzles of more than 20 Ming cannons burst into flames almost at the same time, followed by the roar of the earth shaking the mountains! More than 1,000 lead bullets filled in the twenty-four-three-pounder cannon spewed out instantly, flying over a distance of dozens of paces at an extremely fast speed, easily tearing the cotton armor worn by the soldiers of the Zhenglan Banner Han Army, the bullets deformed and disintegrated in their bodies, forming a terrible cavity effect, and the blood of the wounded shot out along the hole of the lead bullet turned into a stream of blood arrows, which shot into the Qingliu Stream, and the stream began to change color.

The three-layer armor on Li Yingzhong's body, the lead bullet fired from the 3-pounder cannon is the same as not! Buckshot hit him in the stomach, and he clutched his stomach and fell into the water, unable to scream, because as soon as he opened his mouth, the cold stream water poured into his mouth. And his intestines and stomach were so badly beaten by lead bullets that he could not hold cold water at all, so this cold water soon turned into blood and flowed out of his abdominal cavity...... People have become like this, of course, even the gods are difficult to save.

At the last moment of his life, Li Yingzhong just lay helplessly at the bottom of the clear stream, unable to breathe, unable to scream, and even unable to see clearly (because the river was polluted and the sky was dark), but his mind was still clear.

At this moment, he realized for the first time: The Great Qing Dynasty may be finished! It's ridiculous, how is this possible!

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

At the same time as Li Yingzhong died, the bird guns and turtledoves in the hands of the Han guns of the Zhenglan Banner finally started - the shotguns fired by the twenty-four 3-pounder guns knocked over more than a hundred firecrackers of the Han Army of the Zhenglan Banner on the spot, but there were still 178 people killed (this is because their formation was scattered after all, and the shotguns of the artillery could not cover them), and they escaped, and at this time they were indiscriminately discharging.

It's just shooting indiscriminately, but they can all see how the artillery of the Ming army kills people? Who would dare to think about those futures? So everyone's hands are shaking when they are in a hurry!

After the guns were issued, these Han soldiers all turned around and ran, and they ran as fast as the resistance of the river did not exist.

......

"Iron bullet! Loaded with iron bullets......"

After bombarding away the harassing Qing army and Han soldiers with a shotgun, Feng Sizhong didn't plan to accept it when he saw it. Because on today's battlefield, his twenty three-pounder guns will be the most dazzling weapons of killing!

Now, their target was the Qing army's shield car, which was slowly approaching.

In order to ensure that he could penetrate the wooden pole on the shield cart, Feng Sizhong chose a hard iron-cast solid bullet. Projectiles made of pig iron weigh more than two pounds. If you use nine taels and eight dollars in medicine during the drill, you can smash the big wooden pole on the shield cart at a distance of 150 steps!

And it can also smash the wooden canopy at the same time, causing huge collateral casualties.

Of course, only if you can hit! The shield cart is a moving target, and now it is marching in the river, the height is too low, too far to be high.

Therefore, Feng Sizhong decided to bring these slow-moving shield carts closer, within fifty steps of him, so that he could see more clearly in the moonlight before firing, and no longer fired volleys, but aimed at each other.

Seeing that the distance was almost there, Feng Sizhong opened his throat: "Aim and fire each!" ”

A trumpeter who followed behind Feng Sizhong heard his order and immediately sounded the horn of the herald, that is, "suona". It was Qi Jiguang who introduced suona into the army, and used the harsh sound of suona to transmit signals on the noisy battlefield, and the effect was indeed very good.

Therefore, in the process of overcoming difficulties and training the new army, some people found suona to replace the gong that was easy to be confused with the golden sound of the retired soldiers, and distributed it to various model regiments and artillery regiments as a tool for passing orders.

With a long sound from the piercing suona, the 24 3-pounder guns began to aim at the target under the command of their respective gun commanders.

Half of these artillery commanders are Westerners, and half are the "artillery seeds" personally selected by Feng Sizhong, all of whom are young men who are no more than twenty years old, coarse and well-written, smart and clever, and can settle accounts. Twenty-four people were also selected from more than 100 people through strict training and continuous layoffs.

In the pre-war drills, they performed very well, and today it will be up to them to deal with the actual battle?

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The twenty-four cannons began to roar for the first time, because they were aiming and firing separately, and there was no salvo fire, only iron bullets fired one after another. Some of them missed, but many of them still hit the moving shield carts.

The Qing army was a little superstitious about the shield car. Because over the years, as long as their clothed minions work a little harder and push the shield cart to block bullets for them, they can always restrain the messy firearms of the Ming army.

It's as if the shield cart is the nemesis of firearms.

Therefore, the warriors of the Eight Banners who followed behind the shield cart did not take it too seriously when they saw that the Han army and musketeers were running down as if they were dead.

Han Army...... That's it! The firearms of the Ming army are more powerful, and they can't stop them.

But so what? There is a shield car in the ....... Fearless!

The first warrior of Manchuria, Ao Bai, also thinks so, the first warrior before him did not bring a shield car, otherwise he would have killed Zhu Cihong a long time ago, how could there be any trouble now?

So Ao Bai carefully followed behind a shield cart, shrinking his body, as if he was afraid that the shield cart in front of him was too small to stop his burly body.

At this moment, a scene that made him unbelievable appeared! The wooden pole of the shield cart five steps in front of him, for some reason, suddenly shattered, and then the broken pieces of wood in the sky flew towards Aobai, who hurriedly dodged, but still slowed down, and his head was hit hard by something, and then he fainted, and the whole person collapsed in the water.

The first warrior of Manchuria, it looks like he is going to be replaced again!