Chapter Twenty-Three: Artillery Battle II

"Can't you?" Cao Zongyu said.

Baishuizhai is Cao Zongyu in charge.

Zhang Xuan went from Xinji Village, which Xu Du was responsible for, to Baishui Village, which Cao Zongyu was responsible for, and there were more than a dozen camps of various sizes.

Baishui Village is one of the larger ones.

Except for some camps that maintained the logistics line, most of the Xia troops were stationed behind Baishui Village, within more than ten miles.

Baishui Village can be regarded as the first joint camp of the Xia Army.

And in such an important place, Zhang Xuan would naturally send a person he trusted to garrison, naturally Cao Zongyu.

At this moment, Cao Zongyu was on top of the wall, looking at the test-fired artillery.

With a bit of bitterness in his words, Wang Dacang said: "This is already the limit. ”

Wang Cannon originally thought that the Hongyi cannon reproduced by the naval cannon in Nanjing was about the same as the Hongyi cannon of the Qing army in terms of range.

But when he tried it today, he found that the situation was not what he imagined.

Because it was the king who was the artillery, the artillery in the hands was a little worse.

Even with the advantage of terrain, it barely covered the artillery positions on the opposite side. Will shoot accurately, not at all.

Wang Cannon seemed to strengthen Cao Zongyu's confidence, and said: "But please rest assured that Lord Cao's artillery range is not very far, and they don't dare to retreat again, otherwise they don't know how much time they will have to blast Dazhai away." In a moment, the Dongyu will open fire. Please also ask Lord Cao to take a break for a while. ”

As if to verify Wang Cannon's words, as soon as Wang Cannon's voice fell, he heard the roar of artillery fire on the opposite side.

Dozens of shells hit at once.

There was a storm.

Hit on the wall, hit in the Baishui village, and even hit the bridge of the Baishui River, smashed the bridge plate out of a big hole, and smashed it into the water, stirring up a wave of water that rushed to the sky.

Wang Dacang didn't say a word, and asked Cao Zongyu to take refuge for the time being.

Cao Zongyu also knew that before the artillery was strong, he was useless here, just a few words, and hurriedly went down the wall.

Above the camp, there are a lot of low barracks. It appears to be almost half-buried in the ground, with a layer of hardwood on top of it and a layer of soil on top of the hardwood.

Cao Zongyu entered this kind of camp.

This is Cao Zongyu's Chinese army tent, and there are a lot of torches and oil lamps lit here at the moment.

"Boom." With a bang, Cao Zongyu felt the ground move slightly, and knew that a cannonball had smashed nearby.

But Cao Zongyu didn't care at all. Asked: "Are all the ministries arranged?" ”

Cao Wu said: "It's all arranged. ”

This kind of half-buried barracks is Zhang Xuan's design. It's like an anti-artillery hole. Even if the Hongyi cannon is smashed directly, it may not be able to smash the roof.

Except for the soldiers who were on guard and on duty on the wall, most of the soldiers were in such barracks.

"Is there enough food, gunpowder?" Cao Zongyu said.

Cao Wu said: "I have already counted it. Yesterday, Guogong urgently supplied a batch. That's enough for us for a month. ”

Daying is adjacent to the Baishui River, and the Baishui River is their water source, so Cao Zongyu is not afraid of cutting off the water source.

He took off the cloak behind him, leaned back in his chair, covered his body with the cloak, and said, "Something called me." ”

After saying that, in the midst of the sound of cannons one after another, he actually fell asleep deeply.

And at this moment, Wang Cannon was already shirtless, sweating profusely and said: "The cannon bombarded his mother----"

The current Wang Cannon and the Wang Cannon of the year are like two people.

Back then, Wang Dacang looked like a little old man who was not old and decrepit, talking and walking, cautious, lest he take a wrong step and say the wrong word.

But now Wang Cannon, the muscles all over his body are lumpy, and as soon as he takes off his shirt, a smell of hormones comes to his face.

This is also because the king cannon is not what it used to be.

At that time, he was just a blacksmith among the outcasts. Now he is the master of a battalion, and in Great Xia, he can be regarded as a middle-level, and even has the title of a martial artist on his head.

The title of the Great Xia Zi is not too valuable, but any officer who leads more than 1,000 soldiers can hang one.

But for Wang Cannon, who couldn't even eat enough back then, it was unimaginable.

He naturally worked for Zhang Xuan for 12 minutes, and under the condition of being well fed and clothed, it was almost like rejuvenation. It shows the essence of his early forties.

At this moment, the artillery of both sides roared and fired at each other.

Wang Cannon was in a hurry, waved his hand to push the gunner aside, and he personally went into battle.

Before, they shot at each other, and there were salvos, but they were messed up when they fought. They fight each other, and as soon as they are loaded, they will be launched immediately.

There is no need for Wang Cannon to command.

Clearing, loading the shells, Wang Cannon gave a thumbs up, squinted an eye, and aimed carefully for a while.

After adjusting the angle of the cannon, he picked up a red-hot iron stick and plunged it into the fire door.

"Boom." With a loud bang, the smoke of gunpowder filled, the artillery shook violently, and the thousands of pounds of artillery slammed backwards under the action of recoil.

For a while, everyone couldn't see everything in front of them, and could only hear heavy coughing.

Suddenly, the sound of artillery on the opposite side stopped.

Wang Cannon immediately felt that something was wrong, and picked up the clairvoyant mirror to look over.

Suddenly, I found a Hongyi cannon, which seemed to have been seeded by a cannonball, and the entire cannon body was a little distorted. It rolled to the side.

Wang Cannon can also see that there are a lot of red things around this Hongyi cannon.

Naturally, it is bloodstains.

"Okay." Wang Cannon laughed.

In terms of artillery aiming technology, Wang Cannon is the best among all artillery, and it can even be said that all gunners in the artillery battalion are Wang Cannon's apprentices.

At this moment, they all looked at Wang Cannon with admiration.

However, Wang Dacang knows his own business. This cannon has five points of skill and five points of luck, and it is not copied at all.

"What are you looking at?" Wang Cannon shouted angrily: "Did you stop? Keep banging. ”

It seemed that the people who were the artillerymen were particularly loud, and the sound of Wang's cannon was like a thunderclap, and the rest of the artillery battalion immediately began to continue firing.

The same happened with the artillery positions of the Qing army.

However, they are not as easy to talk as Wang Dacang on their side.

I saw more than 100 soldiers coming on horseback, with long knives out of their sheaths, and even a few long knives were stained with blood on their blades.

Plus several corpses on the ground.

It's clear what matters.

"King Zhishun has an order, immediately open fire, and anyone who shakes the heart of the army will be immediately killed."

A cavalry general said.

These gunners immediately returned to their gun positions tremblingly, facing the cannonballs that might come from them on the one hand, and the Overseers who would be immediately beheaded if they dared to make any changes in the back.

Can only launch desperately.

If before, these cannons still wanted to suppress the artillery of Baishui Village. Now I don't think about anything, most of them are aimed at the bombardment of Baishuizhai.

However, at this point, the gunners of the Qing army still had an advantage.

There is no other reason.

It's because Baishuizhai is a little too big.

After all, it can accommodate 30,000 soldiers, as well as hoarded grain, grass, materials and gunpowder. It's almost a small town.

Under the bombardment of countless shells, Baishui Village has also changed visibly with the naked eye, especially the outermost wall.

However, after a while, it became potholes. There are even several places that have collapsed.

Although the artillery in Baishui Village bombarded the artillery positions many times, after the artillery was bombarded, the Donglu had already distanced the artillery, and many times they passed by.

The chance of a direct bombardment of the opposing artillery is very small, and with the presence of the Overseers behind, even if some gunners die, the artillery will continue to fire.

Although the Qing court attached great importance to the gunners, it definitely did not attach as much importance to the gunners as Zhang Xuan. They pay more attention to artillery.

In this way, it seems to form that you hit yours and I hit mine.

For a while, they did not interfere with each other.

Baishuizhai was also in this burst of cannons, and gradually became crumbling.

"Boom." A bang. Large expanses of smoke and dust kicked up. A section of the walled wall was blasted open.

Shang Kexi waved his hand, and more than 10,000 foot soldiers were immediately driven out. These people had no armor, so they could only use cold weapons such as knives and guns, pushing some shield carts, and rushed towards the gap.

These people were still Xia Jun ten days ago.

That's right, they are the Zaoyang defenders who surrendered. At this moment, under the battle of the Eight Banners, he could only rush forward desperately.

Only by attacking can there be a chance of survival.

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