60 catties of gravel were pushed out of the short barrel by the kinetic energy generated by the gunpowder, and the initial velocity was very slow, but it still had the ability to kill a person wearing iron armor within ten meters.

In fact, when these stones are smashed on the armor, most of them will shatter and will not be able to penetrate the iron armor at all, but all their energy will be transmitted to the human body through the iron armor, like being knocked hard by a sledgehammer!

Shotguns rained down into the trench facing this strange cannon, and all the Tartars that were crowded together were covered in the rain of death, and all the Tartars that rushed out of this trench were swept away!

The Tatars' experience in facing firepower warfare was still too shallow, and the main passage of their attack was entirely concentrated in the communication trenches dug by the Qingzhou army itself into several entrances to the blocking trenches.

After Yan Zongbi, they didn't feel that the slightly fewer and narrower offensive channels would be too much of an obstacle to the tunnel melee that did not need to be arrayed, because the real artillery of the Qingzhou Army had not been put into battle.

If they had tasted the power of field artillery to block the mouth of the pit before, they should have found a way to increase the assault passage.

Every intersection of the Qingzhou army's communication trench leading to the blocking ditch has a passage about five steps long, facing the breastwall vertically, and the long-range fire of the Qingzhou army can be arranged in advance on the front of the passage, so that all the enemies in a passage can be cleared with only one shot.

It is a pity that the real artillery has not yet arrived, although the rear artillery team told him that the lighter magic cannon has broken away from the large army and arrived first, but there is no way, and half an hour is still needed.

Therefore, Xu Shiyang could only use all kinds of strange-shaped weapons to resist for a while.

Directly opposite the other Tartar offensive channel, a group of Qingzhou militiamen were operating three huge guns, and these militiamen did not fire a salvo, because they had realized the characteristics of the weapons in their hands in the previous battles - they were powerful enough, but they were difficult to operate, and it was not easy to fire a second shot.

The militia uses a method similar to a three-stage shot:

The first gun was fired first, and 30 mm lead bullets were fired from the head of the tunnel to the end of the tunnel, and after piercing the torsos of the two armorers, the third armor smashed all the ribs of the third armor, and pushed him to knock down the other two tartars.

Then the first door raised its gun and reloaded, and the second door opened fire, and the Tartars who were crowded together were killed and wounded twice.

When the thick barrel of the third gun was stretched out of the breastwork, some people could not help but retreat, and several Tartar armor soldiers who were supervising the battle showed their figures, and unceremoniously killed all the retreating armor soldiers.

Their unconscionable behavior immediately attracted the attack of the Qingzhou soldiers, and the third shot was aimed at them.

With a bang, two overseers were cut off at the waist, and one who fled was also affected.

Two dead and one wounded.

The rest of the Tartars did not dare to come out.

When Xu Shiyang can accurately determine the direction of the Tartar's main attack, he will naturally gather all the firearms and block the Tartar's attack channel as much as possible.

What's worse is that the starting distance of the Tartar attack is very close, so close that it is impossible for any weapon to miss!

In this case, the militia had a myriad of experimental weapons in their hands that were no less powerful than regular artillery - anyway, as long as the weapons in their hands were blasted out when the Tartars came out, some results could always be achieved.

The tartars that suddenly poured out were hit head-on.

Wooden cannons, muskets, carrying guns, large shotguns with thin barrel walls, archery guns with very small calibers that can only be used to fire heavy crossbow arrows, and even a small-caliber individual artillery cannon called "foot cannon" by the workers of the arsenal - in fact, it is a musket enlarged to 50 mm caliber in equal proportions, supported by a fork stick, and a stick at the back that allows the soldier to clamp under his arm to adjust the direction.

All this mess was assembled on a defense line several hundred meters long to block a dozen narrow attack lanes, and the results were remarkable.

The attacking Tartars fell layer by layer, and the corpses even blocked the way of the attack, and even if a few lucky people rushed out of the passage and into the blocking ditch, they would quickly be poked to death by the sharp soldiers with spears.

Even the last few 10,000 enemies were not used, the attack of the Tartars had been blocked, and the Jin army, which could not advance or retreat in the rear, could only fire a large number of light arrows to the Qingzhou army position as a counterattack, and the Qingzhou army militia lacking armor also paid a lot of casualties, but compared to the previous few white-knuckle battles, this casualty seemed a little insignificant.

The morale of the Tartars, who had also suffered heavy casualties before, had dropped significantly, especially those pro-guards of Wanyan Xianye, many of whom believed that if they returned to Liaodong, they would definitely die, and the only way to survive was to go to the earthen wall and surrender to the Qingzhou army, so they were no longer willing to attack with all their might.

Wanyan Zongbi sent a team of warlords to try to force these dead soldiers to charge again, but some of Wanyan Xianye's armor soldiers simply drew their swords to resist, and many infighting broke out in the trench occupied by the Tartars, and some people died on both sides.

The rebellious soldiers seized a section of the trench and defended it to the death, no longer obeying any orders from Yan Zongbi.

"Everybody hold on! Withdrawal is about to be made! When the Qingzhou soldiers come, we will surrender! A man who took the lead in the rebellion shouted to his companions with red eyes: "If you go out now, you will find death!" Wanyan Zongbi wants us to fight to the death! I don't want to die! ”

"Master, what should we do with Dakin's family?" A soldier asked.

"Whatever! If you die, your wife and baby will have to be divided by others as slaves! You can have as many women as you live! If you have a woman and a baby, what are you afraid of? ”

This is the morality of the Tartars, everything is based on oneself, and such things as family are actually more like some kind of property.

There were heavy casualties ahead, but there was no progress.

The infighting among his own people in the back not only blocked the passage of reinforcements of some follow-up troops, but also caused the reduction of the former enemy's troops.

Wanyan Zongbi knew that this final blow was no longer possible.

At the last minute, one of his cronies, Meng An, tried to avoid the passage and attacked directly from the ground, this time better than attacking along the communication trenches, with some of the armoured soldiers successfully setting up short ladders on the breastwork.

But then, a small cannon with an extremely fast rate of fire began to speak, and like a rain of lead sprayed down against his face, even Na Meng'an himself, hundreds of people fell at once!

More than a dozen short ladders were broken in half, and the rest were easily pulled away by Qingzhou soldiers.

"That's it, so be it." Wanyan Zongbi sighed helplessly.

There is no point in continuing to fight, on the contrary, they are still at risk of being surrounded by Qingzhou soldiers who are assaulting on both flanks.

So, it's time to let it go.

"Retreat." Wanyan Zongbi ordered: "After leaving five hundred armor soldiers, the others will directly withdraw to the camp!" ”

……

"Hooray! Banzai! We won! ”

There was jubilation on the position of the Qingzhou army, and the Tartars finally retreated!

Even Xu Shiyang quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared to the previous preparations, the final blow of the Tartar looked a bit anticlimactic.

In fact, at the last moment of the attack, when the Tartars changed their thinking and attacked from the ground, the defense on this side was still a little dangerous.

It's just that the Divine Artillery Team arrived in time and destroyed the Tartars' last attempt with three rounds of continuous shotgun rapid fire.

If the Tartars had avoided those narrow exits earlier, or if the Divine Artillery had arrived later, the two sides would have to enter the mode of hand-to-hand combat and substitution.

Now that everything is getting better, even if the Tartars attack again, they don't have the strength to pose any threat to the Qingzhou army's defense line.

He really won this war!

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