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Looking at it from Lei San's point of view, it was as if the red ocean suddenly rolled up and slowly surged towards him. The queue that stretches for more than ten miles is really a bit imposing.

The distance between the two armies was getting closer and closer, and when the Guanning army rushed three miles away, the artillery in front of the Huben division opened fire. Lei San's company was equipped with cannons on the left and right, and only a few thunderous rumbles were heard, and the nearby cannons spat out tongues of fire. The black flowering bullet shot like a meteor towards the Guan Ning army a few miles away.

The shells drew a straight line in the air and smashed into the ranks of the Guanning army. Lei San raised his binoculars and took a look, and saw that the Guanning army in the distance had been smashed into countless gaps by artillery shells. Flesh flew everywhere the shells entered, and all the soldiers who stood in the way of the shells were broken and shattered.

The shells shot more than 200 death alleys in the ranks of the Guanning army, and it is not known how many soldiers were killed.

A few seconds later, sparks exploded in the queue of the Guan Ning army, and the flowering bomb exploded.

The soldiers of the Guanning Army knew that the Tiger Ben Army was powerful at flowering shells, and they would not stand stupidly by the shells and be bombed. Lei San looked over in the binoculars, only to see the frontal soldiers of the Guan Ning Army pushing and running around to avoid the flower bullets, and they were in a mess, and they were no longer in a queue.

But the flowering bombs continued to smash at the Guan Ning army like an endless storm. Lei San watched Guan Ningjun finally put the queue in order, and walked forward more than a hundred steps, and then was bombarded again.

More than 200 shells were fired into the queue of flesh and blood, and blood flew everywhere.

Lei San saw a soldier of the Guanning Army standing in front of him being hit in the thigh by a shell. A dozen pounds of shells broke his thigh like piercing a layer of paper, and continued to hit the soldiers behind. Lei San estimated that at least three or four Guanning soldiers would be killed before the bomb exploded.

Two hundred and forty cannons were like more than two hundred butchers, frantically slaughtering the Guanning army. Every once in a while, a continuous tongue of fire spat out from the muzzles of the Tiger Ben Army, firing the terrifying flowering projectile into the ranks of the Guanning Army.

Hong Chengchou stood at the Chinese army, observing the battlefield with the telescope given to him by Li Zhi, his face turned pale.

I didn't expect Li Zhi to have more cannons. The last time he was in Jinzhou, Li Zhi's 15,000 men were still carrying only more than 100 cannons. And this time, there were 300 cannons in Li Zhi's army. More than 200 of them are placed on the front.

Li Zhi's speed in casting cannons in Tianjin is comparable to that of the Francos in Macau.

Hong Chengchou had fought alongside Li Zhi in Jinzhou, and he knew that the massacre had only just begun. Although these flowering bombs are sharp, they are not the most terrifying. The bloodiest killings are the next shotguns.

Sure enough, when the Guanning army rushed to the front of the Tiger Ben Army three hundred meters away with several rounds of flowering bullets, the shotgun of the Tiger Ben Division was launched.

Lei San stood in the queue of his company, holding his breath and waiting for the shotgun to bombard the Ming army. An eighteen-pounder cannon thirty meters away to Lei San's right suddenly spat out tongues of fire and fired hundreds of iron projectiles at the soldiers in Liaoxi. Then Lei San saw that the Ming soldiers two hundred steps away in front of him were stagnant, and countless blood flowers burst out of their bodies. More than a dozen Ming soldiers were pierced by iron projectiles in an instant, and the bloody arrows shot from the wound shot several meters high.

After only a few seconds, a cannon on Lei San's left opened fire again, and hundreds of more projectiles were fired at Guan Ningjun...

The lethality of the shotgun was too terrifying, and in front of Lei San's eyes, the front-line team of the Guanning Army had become a hell on earth.

The battlefield was filled with the screams of wounded Guanning soldiers, converging into a huge background sound. There was a lot of flesh and blood flying everywhere, dyeing the not-so-bright red mandarin duck robe bright red, which looked extremely dazzling. The blood of the wounded or unwounded soldiers of Liaoxi was their own or someone else's.

The damage caused by blood and fire was so terrifying that the soldiers of Liaoxi lost their ordinary judgment in fear, and they didn't have time to feel whether they were injured or not. They threw away their weapons and groped around with themselves, for fear of suddenly touching a big hole.

The soldier who had been hit in the torso by the shotgun gradually fell, rolling and convulsing on the ground until he lost his life. Soldiers with broken arms walked back and forth at the front of the queue, hoping to find their severed arms.

The Guan Ning Army, known as brave, was blown up by a shotgun and was stunned in an instant. After being bombarded by a round of shotguns, the 70,000 Guanning army did not dare to move forward for a while.

However, Hong Chengchou is not ready to be defeated like this. The horn of the Chinese army of the Guanning Army sounded for a long time. Behind the first column of stunned soldiers, the soldiers of the second and third columns came up with spears. The soldiers in the back looked at the miserable situation of the first column of soldiers in front and were a little frightened. But after all, they are veterans of war, and their psychology has not yet collapsed. They bypassed the corpses and stumps on the ground and continued to press on the Tiger Army.

Lei San and others are these brave veterans.

"Raise your gun!"

Lei San was infected by the bloody scene on the battlefield, his emotions were a little uncontrollable, and he almost shouted out when he gave orders, and he felt a heartbreak.

Forty Tiger Ben soldiers stood on the left and right sides of Lei San, raised their rifles in the roar of Lei San's best efforts, and aimed at the Guan Ning army that was pressing over.

"Bang Bang!"

On the right side of Lei San's company, another company took the lead in shooting, and the Guan Ning army in front suddenly fell in a large area. Lei San was relatively calm, he looked at the Ming soldiers opposite, and waited until the Ming army did kill at a distance of two hundred meters, and then waved his command knife and shouted:

"Shoot!"

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

Forty rifles spat out tongues of fire and fired bullets at the Guan Ning army two hundred meters away. Lei San didn't have time to check the company's results, but shouted at the first time: "Squat down in the first row!" Reload! ”

After shouting the order, Lei San took the time to look at the Ming soldiers in the distance. The salvo just now obviously killed a lot of Ming troops, and Lei San saw that the Ming troops in front were almost completely wiped out, and all of them fell to the ground covering their wounds.

The Ming army, armed with spears in the back, began to charge after being hit by rifles. They ran as hard as they could, hoping to get closer to the Tiger Warrior's position as quickly as possible.

But the flesh and blood of two legs can be faster than a rifle made of steel and gunpowder. The soldiers of Liaoxi had not gone forward twenty meters before they were attacked by the third company of Lei.

The flintlock mini rifle used by the Tiger Army has no arquebus on the rifle, so it can be used in a dense position. In fact, at this time, the soldiers of the Tiger Ben Division only occupied half a meter of the width of the battlefield. Lei San has a platoon of one hundred and twenty people, and the width of the front is only twenty meters.

Forty rifles were fired at a width of twenty meters, and the density of fire was terrifying. Almost every time a shot was fired, all the soldiers in front of the Guanning Army fell. And the soldiers of the second platoon, who rushed up from behind, did not take a few steps before they fell under the second volley.