"Second platoon, ready, fire!"

"Third platoon, ready, fire!"

Li Jinghuai issued one order after another at maximum volume, and the musketeers who participated in the first wave of attacks took turns to climb the steps behind the shield cart and fire.

The musket roared, the smoke of gunpowder filled the air, and the projectile propelled by 10 grams of black powder (the same charge as the 1777 flintlock pistol of Charville) flew sideways in front of the shield car array, and the Zhujiazhuang guests on the opposite side turned on their backs.

Because the smoke blocked his vision, Li Jinghuai could no longer see the specific situation of the enemy on the other side, but the screams of the people on the other side and the mournful screams of the horses resounded, and he knew that their situation was not good without looking closely.

The firing rate of flintlock pistols and arquebuses is tragic, but it is impossible to resist the large number of muskets involved in the shooting, and the opponent's target is large and close.

In 3 rounds of shooting, the Qingzhou army spewed out more than 100 rounds of lead, and more than 30 horsemen on the opposite side had no possibility of rushing over at all, only one lucky person seized the opportunity to shoot an arrow at this side, and the feather arrow was inserted in the shield car baffle, which failed to cause any losses.

"Stop shooting!"

Li Jinghuai ordered loudly.

Then the shield car array waited quietly, and at this time, the shooting of the general's cannon in the rear also stopped, and the battlefield was much quieter for a while, and only the screams of the soldiers of the Zhu family army could be heard in the distance.

The soldiers of the Qingzhou Army waited quietly, a gust of wind blew, the smoke dispersed, and Li Jinghuai and the soldiers were able to clearly observe the battlefield:

The cavalry of the Zhujia army rushed over almost all of them had fallen, and only two remnants of the soldiers put a knight on the back of the horse, turned around and fled backwards, one of them couldn't take care of his feet in the panic, accidentally stepped on the horse pit, and instantly screamed and fell down.

There was water in the pit, and there were sharpened wooden thorns, and if you fell down, you would surely die.

Seeing that the villager was defeated, the morale of the foot soldiers who followed behind the cavalry collapsed, and they screamed and followed behind the remaining riders and fled in the direction of Zhujiazhuang.

The foot soldiers had just run not far away, and more than 30 horsemen were roaring, which was the second wave of Zhujiazhuang's counterattack led by Zhu Long.

The eldest young master of Zhujiazhuang let go of the only remaining horseback rider in the first wave, as well as Han Tao, who was seriously injured and crawled on the back of the horse and panting, but directly crossed the horse to block the foot soldiers behind.

"No backsliding! Those who retreat will not be forgiven! ”

Zhu Long swung his knife violently, and the head of a strong man who tried to pass by him separated.

"Let the Qingzhou thieves enter Zhuangzi, your wives and daughters will be plundered, and the whole family will die!"

"Recoil back! If the shield is broken, each person will be rewarded with five horses of cloth and ten stones of grain! ”

"Rush back! Rush back! ”

The cavalry led by Zhu Long roared forward, swords swinging in unison, mercilessly slashing and killing the strong men, forcing the foot soldiers to turn back and charge the shield car formation again.

On the side of the Qingzhou Army, the Shenji Cannon, which had been firing, also quickly moved forward to reinforce through the road filled by the auxiliaries, and the hasty counteroffensive of the Zhujia Army became the worst refueling tactic.

The militia soldiers of Zhujiazhuang, who were forced to turn back, howled indiscriminately and rushed to the huge Qingzhou army shield car, and some people accidentally fell into the horse pit in the panic, and were pierced by the wooden thorns inside, and the terrible screams aggravated the chaos of the Zhujia army.

The Qingzhou military god soldier stood behind the safe shield car, staring coldly at the approaching Zhu Jiajun foot soldiers.

Li Jinghuai, the commander of the Zhenyuan battalion, ordered all the musketeers in the battalion to stand at the front, and there were three musketeers on each shield cart, and there were several others standing in the gap between the shield carts.

The 150 Divine Soldiers were divided into two teams, with 75 men in the front row, all of whom pointed the barrels of their guns at the enemy.

The Zhujiazhuang foot soldiers who had recoil back were only 50 steps away from the car formation, and the good-eyed god soldiers could even see the other party's frightened expression.

The shield car front remained silent, and no one fired.

The strict discipline of the new army was engraved in the bones of all musketeers through the baton, and any soldier who was not given the order to fire at will was given at least twenty sticks, and if he was in battle, he was even beheaded and deprived of all rights and honors.

The fastest foot soldier in the Zhu family's army was only 30 steps away from the shield car.

Li Jinghuai drew his pistol, wrenched the hammer, stretched out through the gap in the crowd, and pointed forward.

But he still didn't give the order to shoot.

It wasn't until there were only ten steps left and the soldiers could even see each other's scorched teeth that Li Jinghuai shouted fiercely:

"Shoot!"

Then, the shrill whistles of several squad leaders rang out simultaneously on the entire front, and then there was a deafening volley of muskets!

A large cloud of white smoke rose from the line of twenty-two shield wagons, and orange dots of light flashed in the smoke—the muzzleitis of the bullet as it exited the barrel

More than 60 15-millimeter lead bullets flew over a short distance of ten steps in an instant, burrowing into the soft human body, and the round bullet rolled in the human body, grinding all the muscles, bones and blood encountered along the way into minced flesh, and then under the pressure of the severed blood vessels, it spewed out human ...... like a fountain.

Because the distance was so close, the Zhenyuan battalion knocked down more than thirty people in this round and a half volley!

The Divine Soldiers who had fired immediately left their firing positions and walked to the rear of the line, while the remaining half of the musketeers stepped forward to take their place.

In less than ten seconds, Li Jinghuai gave another order:

"Shoot!"

There was another explosion like fried beans, and the dazed Zhu Jiajun foot soldiers fell down in unison, and those foot soldiers who were pushed in front instantly became thin and pulled.

"Rush over!"

Zhu Long thought that he had seized the opportunity, he waved his long knife, clamped his legs on the horse's belly, and took the lead in squeezing past the foot soldiers, after knocking down the two muddy foot soldiers, the eldest young master of Zhu Jiazhuang took advantage of the opportunity to change the guard after the shooting of the divine machine soldiers, and rushed into the Qingzhou army position from between the two shield vehicles!

Behind him, the other thirty or so bankers shouted and shouted and rushed in from the same position.

But after they came in, they regretted it, and they were greeted not by the Qingzhou army foot soldiers who were frightened by the cavalry, but by rows of spear arrays!

The horses of the Zhuang Ke were frightened by the bright tips of their spears, and many of the horses wanted to turn around and flee uncontrollably, but the gaps in the shield carts they rushed in had been filled by the soldiers of the Qingzhou Army, and hundreds of spear tips were densely packed and surrounded Zhu Long and his men from all directions.

The encirclement continued to shrink, and the guests of Zhujiazhuang were huddled together, and the horses Herod screamed, no matter how the riders whipped, they did not dare to break through with the dense spears.

More than a dozen divine cannons stretched out from the gap in the shield cart, and fired shotguns at the foot soldiers who followed behind, beating them to the point of wolf howl, and after three volleys, the foot soldiers who rushed out of the dock fort with Zhu Long were defeated.

At this time, the third wave of counterattacks scheduled by Zhujiazhuang has not been able to break out of the dock fort so far.

Zhu Long, who was surrounded by hundreds of spears, sighed helplessly, and the big knife in his hand fell to the ground with a thud.

"I'm surrendering, don't kill my ......."