"Humph! Show amateur skills in front of an expert! ”

Huo Yuji, the commander of the artillery battalion, sneered, looking at the ballistic trajectory left by the distant shells flying across the sky and flying in the air. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The dirt splashed on the frozen hard ground after the shells landed, and pouted contemptuously.

"It's time for us to do it! Suppress the artillery fire of the Tartars! Aim for the artillery positions of this group of Tartars! Give their cannons to Lao Tzu and go back to scrap copper and rotten iron! ”

Following his order, the gunners under his command immediately adjusted the artillery with their hands and feet, dozens of Nanzhong artillery, a black and oppressive muzzle, according to the data provided by the observer, pointed to the Qing artillery position in the distance.

"Prepare for a salvo!"

After the firing of the base gun, Huo Yuji was very satisfied to observe the impact point of the eight-pounder shell on the Qing army's position, and then ordered each cannon to correct the Zhuyuan and prepare for a salvo.

A salvo is not only fired at the same time as the artillery, but also the landing point of the shell, which falls in the same range, and the error cannot be very large.

Gunners in the average army, limited by their level of education and training, find it difficult to reach such a level. For the generals of the ordinary army, it is enough for the artillery team to be able to shoot out the shells, create a huge noise and smoke, and cheer up their own army. How expensive is gunpowder? How expensive are the shells!? However, it is not an impossible task for the artillery of the Nanyue Army, who have basic mathematical knowledge and trained and accumulated with massive gunpowder shells.

Amid the roar of the gunners' thick throats, the commanders of each gun, wearing an eight-petal hat with a bamboo lining, immediately calculated the relationship between the distance to the target and the muzzle elevation angle of their own gun. The correctors of each gun position vigorously rotated the spiral iron handle behind the tail of each gun, and in the creaking sound, the muzzles of each gun were slowly raised or lowered.

There were also the aiming hands of each gun, who urgently came to the muzzle of the gun with a round weapon (gun gauge), quickly checked the elevation angle of the barrel, and then everyone shouted: "The adjustment is complete." ”

"Adjusted!"

Huo Yuji watched his gunners move quickly and accurately, and waved his right arm with satisfaction: "Ready to load!" Sent to the medicine bag! ”

"Ready to be reloaded, sent to the medicine pack!"

The ammunition men of each cannon shouted in unison and repeated the commander's order, trotted all the way, picked up the ammunition cart from the ammunition cart more than ten paces away, and wrapped it in cocoon silk from the ammunition cart, and quickly ran back to stuff the medicine bag into the gun chamber.

The so-called strong crossbow can not wear Lu Min, since the Spring and Autumn Period, Shandong's sericulture technology is very developed. Since taking charge of the military and political forces in Shandong and Denglai, Li Huayu has consciously set about resuming sericulture in Shandong, which can be used to build mulberry fish ponds on the one hand, and can export silk and silk in exchange for grain, rice and other materials.

After learning that wrapping gunpowder in silk can increase the combustion value of gunpowder, allowing the gun body to delay the temperature increase time. Li Huayu quietly purchased a large number of silk woven from those extremely low-grade fat silks, which were used to wrap gunpowder and make artillery cartridge packets. Coupled with the uneven hemp surface design of the barrel itself, it increases the heat dissipation area, allowing the gun to increase the speed at which the barrel temperature decreases. Adding up the two miles, the artillery of the Southern Guangdong Army can rest assured that they can open fire boldly, and they don't have to worry about stopping firing to cool down the gun position after firing three or five shots.

After he flashed out, the bombardier nimbly copied the boom in his hand, and with a single blow, he sent the medicine bag deep into the bottom of the barrel.

While they were busy with their work, the ammunition men of each artillery pushed heavy solid iron balls into the barrels of the guns from the cannon carts.

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

The gunners of each cannon repeated the order loudly, and the gunners pulled the long rope in their hands fiercely, so that the flintlock machine hit a spark, ignited the primer in the signal tube, and then ignited the propellant.

More than 20 8-pounder guns and 10 12-pounder guns were fired at the same time, and more than 30 shells flew out of the barrels in unison, screaming towards the Qing artillery position in the distance!

A twelve-pounder shell smashed squarely at an eight-pounder cannon of the Qing army, causing several gunners to abandon their weapons and turn around and run. In the back, the shell hit the gun carriage of the eight-pounder gun, and the huge impact force smashed the barrel and gun carriage apart, sending the heavy barrel into the air, and the windmill spun a few times, and then smashed heavily to the ground.

It's good to die, and the place where the barrel falls is where the gunpowder cannon is piled up. The powder kegs that were smashed by the barrels and the shells that rolled around became the accomplices of the Nanyue Army, killing and injuring the gunners of the Qing Army and disturbing the Qing Army's artillery positions.

In the whistling sound, one after another shells fell into the Qing artillery formation, or passed through the fleeing gunners, stirring up a piece of flesh and blood. Either hit the gun carriage and scatter it in all directions, the gun carriage shattered, the gun wheel flew wildly, and the heavy gun body was lifted and rolled off. smashed the four outside into a mess. Or directly hit the gunpowder and cannon accumulation not far behind the artillery, detonate the gunpowder, and shoot the cannonballs everywhere.

"Good fight! Keep playing! ”

From the telescope, Huo Yuji observed the firing effect of this round of artillery fire, and four or five large and small artillery pieces had already been canceled.

The gunners of the Southern Guangdong Army did not care about observing their shooting results, but only made their own movements in an orderly manner.

After the first round of gunfire, the gunners of each gun did their duty. Commander A commanded his subordinates, and the person in charge of brushing the chamber immediately used a wool brush in his hand dipped in vegetable oil to scrub the barrel, and then someone loaded the gunpowder, loaded the primer, and filled the shell. The observer hand constantly reports the data, and the aiming hand adjusts accordingly, and the division of labor and cooperation, the action is as skillful and natural as eating and drinking.

After a dizzying series of actions, each gun was already loaded with ammunition, and the time was at least two to three times faster than that of an ordinary gunner.

After the gunpowder was loaded, the artillery adjusted its aiming again, and the commander of each cannon gave an order, and a gunner pulled the long rope of the flintlock machine again, igniting the primer on the fire door, and immediately the cannon made another loud noise, and the muzzle of the gun freed up a large stream of smoke, and another wave of hot solid iron balls roared forward.

Huo Yuji's gaze followed the trajectory of this wave of shells, and he put away the telescope in his hand with great satisfaction, and said with a smug smile: "The fight was okay, and I killed a few more of his cannons." ”

In the distance, another gun wagon of the Qing army's artillery was scattered into parts, and the heavy gun wheel was fired into the air and flew far before falling to the ground.

In the large array of the Qing army, Duoduo observed the changes in the situation of the entire battlefield with a solemn face under his own golden dragon tape. The artillery positions were beaten to pieces, and the Liaodong rebels led by Ekui and Tuha were rushing back and forth in the array of Qing cavalry. On the front, the Dongfan soldiers were rushing towards Cao Zhenyan's large array regardless of life and death.

Suddenly, a fast horse came from the west.

"Report! Tell the General! The white-flagted Manchurian patrol sentry in the west reported to the minions that a sentry of thieves peeping into the battlefield appeared in the west! According to the identification of the minions below, the leader of them is the general of the thief, the fake name Ruhou, and the general of the thief battalion, Liu Zongmin! ”

"The minions below ask for orders, kill them. Capture this fang, or slay it! lest this fang continue to peep at our army and try to bargain for some money! ”

This sudden change frightened Duoduo and a group of Manchurian nobles. Liu Zongmin is peeking at the changes in the situation on the battlefield?! It's worth it! Behind his arrival, there must be tens of thousands of elite soldiers and horses following him!

At present, the battlefield is in full swing with the difficult barbarians of the Nanyue Army, and it is difficult for everyone to take a breath, and this group of thieves is here to bargain again!

"This Liu Zongmin! This is clearly to avenge the stone of the day! ”

Duoduo sighed to himself. On that day, Shanhaiguan was a stone battlefield, didn't he also take advantage of the Dashun soldiers and horses and Wu Sangui's mountain navy to fight the pass where one Buddha and two Buddhas were born, and Li Zicheng had to retreat westward? Now that the way of heaven is good, Liu Zongmin has applied his methods to him.

"General, the minions will lead some men and horses to the west and kill Liu Zongmin!" Mel Zhangjing Chen Tai shook the tiger gun in his hand and shouted for battle, which can be regarded as a boost to some people who are panicked by the Manchurian relatives and nobles, and makes people's hearts less flustered.

"No, you can't!" Hong Chengchou stopped Chen Tai's actions with a snort. He scolded Chen Tai with a sinking face: "The strategy against the enemy set by the general that day, have you all forgotten about it?!" Do you want the general to ask for a military law to deal with you?! ”

On the same day, when discussing how to deal with the enemy and how to deal with the two strong enemies in front of him, Li Huayu of the Nanyue Army and Liu Zongmin of the Dashun Army, Hong Chengchou made a penetrating analysis for the generals of Duoduo and Manchu and Meng, the Han Army, and the Qingming Army.

Although Li Huayu has strong soldiers and horses and excellent equipment, he does not have a special advantage compared with my Qing Dynasty soldiers and horses. Moreover, between the Nanban and the thieves, although they are all enemies of our Qing Dynasty soldiers and horses, they have their own ghosts in their hearts. And a few days ago, there was infighting in the camp of the thieves, and the traitor Wu Xing led thousands of people to shelter Li Huayu and arrange an official station. At present, although the Nanban and the thieves have not officially broken down, they are also at odds with each other. If we follow the so-called art of war to attack the weak enemy first and attack the thieves with all our might, Li Huayu is bound to pounce with all his might. At that time, the thief will grow from weak to strong. Our Qing soldiers are in a situation where they are attacked by the enemy. However, if our army first fights the seemingly powerful Li Huayu's troops, the thieves may not be willing to help, and at that time, Li Huayu will be supported alone, and some will become stronger and weaker.

In the final analysis, this is the principle: when Li Huayu and the Dashun Army are together, they will fight Li Huayu and not the Dashun Army. When Li Huayu deployed alone, he focused on Li Huayu's directly subordinate troops, and did not attack other units of the Ming army under his subordinates.

In this way, the entire strength of the Qing army can be concentrated on Li Huayu and his descendants!

"Go! Chen Tai! You take twenty Baya soldiers over and tell the minions in the west that if Liu Zongmin is just there to spy on the battlefield, just let him see it! Give him water when he's thirsty, and food when he's hungry! Let's just say that this king invited him to watch this big show! As long as his soldiers and horses don't come, you can just drink and chat with him! Even if his knife is on your neck, he will hold on to this king until he finishes beating Li Huayu! ”

Chen Tai was ordered to ride his horse and lead twenty Bayala soldiers to the west to convey Duoduo's military orders.

On the front, Cao Zhenyan's spearmen had already cast a round. The range was almost the same as that of the little Franco, and he raised the gun and fired a lead bullet weighing one or two, causing smoke and dust to rise on the road of the Eastern Fan soldiers' charge.

The maximum range can reach three or four hundred paces of raising the gun, and the range of more than 100 steps is the best range, and the heavy lead bullet pierces the armor of the Dongfan soldiers one by one at this distance, and then stays in the body of the robe behind him. Almost every time the gun was raised, a burst of blood mist rose in the formation of the Eastern soldiers, dyeing the white turbans used by the left and right robes and brothers to wrap their heads red.

Cao Zhenyan's hundreds of guns fired sharply, overturning more than 100 Dongfan soldiers who rushed in front. If there were other armies, not to mention the collapse on the spot, at least the momentum of the advance would pause for a moment, and then the non-commissioned officers would continue to charge forward under the whips of the officers' waist swords, clubs, and leathers.

However, the scene that Cao Zhenyan hoped to see did not appear. When those eastern soldiers saw that Pao Ze was shot and fell to the ground, they didn't even look at it, they just bypassed the body of Pao Ze who fell to the ground and groaned and twisted, and just continued to run forward.

Hundreds of guns were raised, but the formation of the Dongfan soldiers became a little distorted.

In their view, the Qing army's volley of hundreds of guns was nothing more than throwing some gravel into the fury of the sea. They can even rush up against the artillery fire on the Zheng family's fort back then, what is this projectile? ! They are Dongfan soldiers, the descendants of Zhuge Liang more than a thousand years ago, the descendants of Huan Wen, and the descendants of Lord Li, they are the strongest soldiers in the world!

Seeing that these barbarian soldiers on the opposite side were getting closer and closer without fear of life and death, the spear-carrying soldiers of the Qing army were a little panicked.

It is true that the gun has a long range and great power. However, the fatal weakness is that because of the long range, the body tube is long, and the body tube is long, and the gunpowder projectile is bound to be much slower to load! Except for the soldier who served as a spear rack at the front, with a saber at his waist, the shooter and loader were bare-handed, facing the wolves and tigers of the Eastern soldiers, a plate of freshly cooked fat pork that was still steaming from the soup pot!

The closer the eastern soldiers rushed closer, the more panicked these spear-carrying soldiers became, and the reloading movements in their hands were full of mistakes and omissions.

Seeing that they had rushed within thirty paces, and the spear-carrying ones who had taken over behind them were still one or twenty paces away from them, these spear-bearers panicked even more in their hearts.

Before they could react, the Dongfan soldiers had already made a move!

Seeing that he was about to rush to the front of the line-up of spear-bearers, the officer of the Dongfan Barracks who led the team ordered to stop, and the forward quickly opened in front of the spear-bearers.

"Ready!"

The battalion officer waved the long knife in his hand, and the first column of Dongfan soldiers immediately raised the fire guns in their hands, and the black holes of hundreds of fire guns pointed at the spear bearers who had already shown some signs of collapse.

"Bomb dropping!"

From behind the queue of the musketeers, there was a snap, and with this sound, dozens of horsetail grenades were picked up, and after drawing a few circles above their heads, they were thrown with great force!

The tung potassium explosives were loaded, and grooves of different depths were reserved on the shells as prefabricated fragments. The grenade exploded in the formation where the first and second rounds of spear-bearers were about to meet.

Ignoring the beautiful scenery of the bloody ghosts crying wolves in the Qing army's array, the battalion officer of the Dongfan soldiers only slashed down with the long knife in his hand, "Fire!" ”

Hundreds of firebolts fired a series of thunderbolts, blowing away the last vestiges of the spearmen's will to resist.

Hundreds of people shouted, and one of them turned backwards and ran wildly together. However, at this time, the military discipline of the Qing army was harsh, and these spear-bearers did not dare to abandon their weapons even if they fled, although the Dongfan soldiers behind them fired a volley and chased after each of them with their guns, these spear-bearers did not dare to drop the heavy guns on their shoulders and escape.

The formation laid out by Cao Zhenyan relied on several riverbeds. Because of the terrain, it is divided into several parts. Roughly there were four to five spear-carrying soldiers in each array, and three or five hundred spear-carrying guns. Because of the terrain, each array is spaced about fifty or sixty paces apart.

Behind the flanks of each array, or about thirty paces in front of the left and right wings of the next array, there was a small formation on each side. Two Niulu's firecrackers and sword and shield soldiers or tiger spearmen were arranged as interval defense forces to cover the spearmen and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Nanyue army.

In this way, the large array and the small array are connected, and the small array above the large array forms a zigzag military array. The small array acts as tentacles, and the large array acts as cover.

Cao Zhenyan's arrangement is not unscrupulous. In his design, after the first column of spearmen fired, the second column stepped forward to take over, and the musketeers and sword and shield soldiers between the two teams were responsible for receiving cover, and they did the hand-to-hand combat. After that, the cycle is repeated, and after each column has finished playing the sub-medicine, it will retreat and reload until all the arrays have completed a round, and then continue.

However, the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

In the face of the unreasonable desperate assault of the Eastern soldiers, the rogue style of attacking the front and rear ponytail grenades and throwing them into the crowd, any tactics became pale and powerless.

Under the rogue three-board axe tactical attack of the Eastern Fan soldiers, the six formations laid by Cao Zhenyan were continuously broken!

In fact, in the eyes of these men who have been running among the mountains, forests and grasses since they were children, each large formation with an interval of only fifty or sixty steps is just a few things of running and jumping! As long as the grenades can be dropped, we can line up and fire, and then carry out a bayonet assault, driving those Qing troops to carry guns and act as our vanguard, and rush to the next formation. Even if these Qing army spearmen did not dare to attack their own large array head-on, the shock brought to the Qing army by attacking from both sides was huge!

"These brutes! These damn brutes! ”

Cao Zhenyan's lips pursed, not knowing what to say. (To be continued.) )