To charge against artillery is to use your body to find artillery to bombard yourself.

A person's mind cannot be changed in one battle or two battles, it takes a long time to impact before it can be changed gradually.

Although the artillery battalion brought by Cao Dingjiao was said to have bombarded the enemy army several times accurately, it was just luck in the hearts of most of the Qin soldiers, and they would not believe that the artillery could really strike accurately for a while.

Knowing that he will die, he will continue to move forward.

This is the Qin soldier trained by Sun Chuanting.

On the battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke and roaring artillery, the Qin soldiers held bucket rice rifles and kept firing forward.

The gunners in the rear kept adjusting the firing angle according to the gun table, but fortunately, the wind speed, temperature, terrain and other factors that affect the firing range have already found out the accurate data.

As long as you follow the instructions on the gun table, it is enough to constantly adjust the firing angle, and there is no need to carry out tedious various function calculations, which saves a lot of time.

Zhu Shun has led the industrial faction to consolidate the industrialization process step by step over the years, and finally like a growing tiger, it has begun to show its claws and fangs.

The Qin soldiers kept advancing in the smoke of gunpowder.

The artillery was filled with gunsmoke and kept cooperating.

For the first time, the coordinated tactics of infantry and artillery showed the power of pushing everything horizontally in front of the world, crushing the elite in armor step by step, and crushing the elite cavalry who were calmly letting the war horses move.

On a high platform.

King Gao Yingxiang and the leaders of the Liukou used the lives of their subordinates and years of prestige to confirm this historic moment, and they all stood dumbfounded, looking at the demon magic on the battlefield in the distance in disbelief.

The same thought came to my mind.

The 200,000-strong army was thus defeated by a few thousand officers and soldiers.

It's too fantastical.

A deafening sound reached the ears of the leaders of the rogue bandits, and the sound of cannonballs, which was no longer very loud, blew up their brains with a 'buzzing' sound.

Every cannon shot was a hammer that struck them in the heart, shattering their confidence in victory, and their arrogance that they were ready to cut off the king.

After a cup of tea.

The infantry and artillery coordinated tactics of the Qin soldiers and artillery finally began to bombard the elite cavalry, and it was still the same Type 05 artillery bombardment, and the Doumi rifle was cleaned.

For some elite cavalrymen who were unable to move an inch, it caused a great sense of oppression, a sense of oppression that came from death.

The elite cavalry could have been able to evacuate the battlefield on horseback long before the half-pillar incense, but before they turned the half-pillar incense on the horse's head.

In order to pick up the cheap, the leaders of the rogue sent their elite to rush into the battlefield, and some of the elite rogue rushed into the elite cavalry formation and blocked inside.

This also caused the elite cavalry, which was already unable to move, to fall into a quagmire, and it was even more difficult for the horses to run.

Now it would be nice if you really picked up the cheap, no matter how the elite cavalry got up at every turn, the reward after the end of the war was the most.

The point is that they are now fleeing for their lives, and the quagmire formed by these elite rogues has become a shackle, firmly locking the elite cavalry in place and waiting for death.

One of the cavalry leaders at the end finally couldn't stand this sense of oppression that was stepping into death step by step, and pulled out his waist knife like crazy to split the rogue elites around him, and kept roaring in his mouth: "Get out of the way!" Get out of the way! ”

The behavior of the cavalry leader instantly affected the others, and the elite cavalrymen, who couldn't stand this sense of dying oppression, drew their waist knives one after another, roared and began to chop.

But this is useless, hacking the rogue elites around them, and there are more rogue elites in front of them.

The elite cavalry on the horses were just live targets, allowing the doumi-style rifles in the hands of the Qin soldiers to sweep away one by one.

"Ahh

As an elite cavalryman was pierced through his body by the conical buckshot of the Doumi rifle, and fell into the pile of people with a wail, some of the elite cavalry finally couldn't bear it anymore and hurriedly jumped off their horses.

The elite cavalry that stands out from the crowd on the battlefield is the flaunt of all the elite rogues, and the most elite cavalry under the command of King Chuang has fled for their lives, where will the elite rogues wait for death here, throwing down the blades in their hands and running to the surrounding wilderness.

The elite rogues used to be ordinary people, and in these years of chasing and fighting with officers and soldiers, they had already practiced the ability to escape.

As long as they throw away their blades, take off their armor, and flee to the homes of nearby people, they are ordinary people.

After all, this is not yet out of the scope of Shaanxi, and the gap between northern Shaanxi and southern Shaanxi is not too big, they are all local people in Shaanxi, and it is difficult for officers and soldiers to distinguish which is a rogue and which is an ordinary person.

After all, with the temper of the common people who have more than one thing is better than less, few people expose the identity of the rogue, and besides, the rogue is also from the common people, and he is also a poor person who is oppressed by officers and soldiers, and no one will expose it without faith.

The elite cavalry fled, and so did the elite rogues.

Originally, the peasant army who came to eat to eat, and even some of them were coerced, and they had long thought about escaping back to their hometowns.

"Defeated! Defeated! ”

"Run! The officers and soldiers are here! ”

A similar scene appeared in the various camps of the Rogues at the same time, and the peasant army began to flee in all directions, and the wilderness of the Flat River was full of small dots fleeing in a hurry.

Dense, all over the mountains, scattered in all directions.

The leaders of the rogue did not dare to stay on the high platform any longer, so they rushed down the high platform in a panic and fled with their only cronies.

Gao Yingxiang, the king of Chuang who came with top ambition and came with top ambition, has asked his staff to discuss an enthronement ceremony these days, and he, the king, can finally divide the northwest.

Now he was like ashes, looking at the army of King Chuang who had fled in all directions, and he was greatly hit.

Niu Jinxing was much more ruthless than the fierce Li Yan, and secretly handed a look to several cronies around Li Zicheng, signaling them to take this opportunity to slaughter King Gao Yingxiang.

As long as Gao Yingxiang, the king of Chuang, is killed, Li Zicheng will be the new king.

Who knows, Li Zicheng supported his distant uncle Gao Yingxiang, and said in a deep voice: "Uncle is not the time to grieve, we still have a chance to make a comeback." "As long as people live!"

After speaking, Li Zicheng pushed away his cronies and loved generals who came over silently, and left here with King Gao Yingxiang on his feet.

At this time, some rogues who were more like rogues than rogue gangsters quietly followed.

There was also a sergeant in camouflage uniform, taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to start moving positions quickly.

Distance.

Tongguan guards ahead.

Sun Chuanting put down the "Mao Xuan" in his hand and looked at the battlefield with a smile on his face.

An army of 200,000 thieves.

The army was defeated.

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