Chapter 573 How to light a cannon

The cannons overhead were still whistling, and thousands of soldiers rushed out in a chaotic manner, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed onto the pontoon bridge, desperately running forward.

Not a single person looked back at it.

By now, even the most stupid people have understood that this city is going to be lost - once it goes, there is no turning back.

In the blink of an eye, the camp was empty, Cui Duyan hurriedly called a personal soldier and ordered: "Go, pass my order, this standard battalion will be pulled out immediately, out of the city!" ”

"Huh!"

"Adult ......"

Wang Jijun looked at the chaotic crowd on the pontoon bridge, hesitated for a while, and said, "Humble duty...... Do you want to help them? ”

He was still a little worried, this Sun Qianzong's archer couldn't play a role, and he was afraid that he would have to give it for nothing just by relying on the sword and card player......

"No,"

Cui Duyan shook the clairvoyant mirror in his hand, squinted and said, "You, come with me!" ”

……

This time, Sun Qian always went out of his nest - put the coffin on the book.

He divided his men into three groups.

The first to take charge of the main attack were all sword players, there were five or six hundred people, they did not play false, after going ashore they did not stop rushing straight to the earthen hill, specializing in hand-to-hand combat.

The second group was all the firecrackers under his command - birds, guns, turtledoves, sons, and miscellaneous firearms, and even the Franc gunners did not fall, they picked some light guys to carry them, and ran forward with them.

The third group was a sentry archer of less than 200 men, and as soon as he crossed the pontoon bridge, he personally led the team to sneak down in the grass along the riverbank, which was seven high and eight low, and went to a small earthen hill near the riverbank......

……

"Platoon commander, the Tartars are here again! A lot! ”

As soon as the Tartars appeared on the pontoon, the sentries immediately issued a warning.

"Scout class, follow me!"

Mei Jianyong looked up at the front, put his helmet on his head, picked up his gun and left.

The heavy artillery of the Tartars was still roaring, and their foot soldiers rushed out with a roar, which showed that the company commander and they were fighting well, and the Tartars in the city began to panic and fled in a hurry to seize the road.

The only thing he was worried about now was the position of the sixth class—since the Tartars were so anxious, it would not be possible to make a tentative attack like the last time.

If they poured out and thousands of people rushed up, then the defense line of only a dozen people would not be able to withstand such a large-scale group charge, no matter how strong the firepower was.

As an excellent grassroots officer, Mei Jianyong is very clear about the advantages and disadvantages of the line of defense he has arranged.

The advantage of using three squads to form three lines of defense is that there are echelons and tenacity - it will not cause a little breakthrough and collapse of the whole line.

But the disadvantage is also obvious, that is, there are not enough people in every place.

But he felt that the troops that had been put on the other two earthen posts would not be able to move for a while.

Otherwise, this line of defense will lose its tenacity, and if the Tartars see the hole, it is very likely that they will ignore it and rush through......

If this is the case, Mei Jianyong thinks that the results of the battle will be too small - at least seventy or eighty percent of the Tartars will slip away.

Luckily, he now has an extra scout squad in his hand, which is just right to maneuver to help......

Sure enough, as soon as they set off, the machine guns in the front position roared.

"Quick! Run forward! ”

He hunched over and ran wildly with his carbine.

……

At this time, the position of the sixth squad was not as dangerous as Platoon Commander Mei imagined.

The warning given by the sniper was timely, and the command of the sixth squad leader was also very calm.

This sixth squad leader is Sun Zhencai, who "captured" Wan Shouqi alive before, this guy is not only very active, but also very bold.

At this moment, the Tartar's cannons were still flying overhead, and he patrolled one battle station after another, constantly cheering up the fighters, reminding them to save ammunition and not to rush to fire.

He figured that even if the Tartar crossed the pontoon, it would take at least a soak of urine to reach the bottom of the hill even if he ran with all his might.

He decided to try to get as close as possible before firing, so as to maximize the suddenness and lethality of the fire.

However, the sniper's second warning almost startled him - "Sixth squad leader, there are also Tartars on the shore!" ”

"What? Tartar this is ...... Want to outflank? ”

He hurriedly looked around, but it was pitch black and he couldn't see anything, but under the hillside in front of him, the black head was a little unexpected.

"Nima, how many people are here?"

Frowning and muttering, he immediately ordered: "First group, go to the south to be on guard!" Others, get ready to fight! ”

……

The sword player who rushed to the front had already left the official road with a few general drives, and began to climb the slope, from here to the top of the slope, probably less than a hundred steps, but the higher he went, the steeper it became.

The firecrackers who followed closely behind them also found some small bushes and knelt down, ready to release them.

Mr. Qian's task is to assist.

Sun Guolin originally thought that as long as the thief fired, the loss of the knife player would naturally not be small, but their firepower would also be fully exposed.

As long as the knife player does not retreat, taking advantage of this short stalemate, the firecracker can rely on the advantage of numbers to suppress the firepower of the thief, and cover the knife player to rush up and rush into the trench.

However, when the firecrackers arrived, they found that the hillside was too small for the sword players to disperse, and the distance from the Ming army's trench was too close, and at this distance, the firearms in their hands could not be fired a few times, and they would accidentally injure their own people.

"Bang! Boom! ”

So, before the thief was exposed, some anxious firecrackers rushed to hold the fire.

"Bang! Boom! Bang ......"

At this time, all the firecrackers hugged the fire, and for a while, the ping-pong was very lively, and the hillside was full of smoke, and the visibility was even worse.

The sword players who were bending down in front of them, slowly touching up the bushes and grass, and were about to fight the thief in close quarters with each other, suddenly became bolder, and some of them straightened up and began to speed up with force......

The last group of gunners who were already sweating profusely saw it and immediately scolded the street angrily.

Nima! Mountains full of big braids and big butts, let Lao Tzu light a cannon!

This fire twist is a little bit, why don't you roll down a big piece?

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Sun Zhencai didn't care about watching the play, he was quietly squatting next to the machine gunner, staring closely at the group of tartars who were rushing the most.

Lead was constantly "sizzling" overhead, but he didn't take it seriously at all - this kind of flying thing was almost no threat to them lying on the edge of the ditch in helmets.

Less than fifty steps!

"Fire!"

With a loud shout, the muzzles of seven or eight guns spewed out bewitching tongues of fire at the same time!

"Sneer......"

"Dada...... Dadada......"

More than a dozen knife players who ran to the front were shot instantly.

The distance was so close that the huge impact overturned them backwards, and one of the upside-down onions rolled down, knocking over the people behind them at once, and everyone rolled down together......