Li Zhi's soldiers and horses lined up in the Chinese army and put on a circular formation. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 There were more than 3,200 people on each of the four sides, all lined up in three columns, and the formation was close. Forty cannons were armed each on the front and on both sides, and slightly less on the back, twenty-nine. The artillery on the back is all small cannons, and sixty-nine heavy guns are mainly deployed on the front, and there are also some on the sides.

The Qing army was getting closer and closer, and Li Zhi rode to the front of the Tiger Ben Division, shouting loudly: "Soldiers, the Tartars are in front of you." Over the years, the Tartars have robbed us of our goods, killed our people, and raped our Han daughters. Drive the poor people to the bitter cold land of Liaodong like driving cattle and horses to be slaves! ”

Li Zhi faced the tiger master and shouted loudly: "Can you endure the entry of the Tartars, abolish the Huaxia clothes, and wear the left guard?" ”

The soldiers shouted: "No! ”

Li Zhi shouted: "Can you let future generations kneel in front of the Tartars and serve the Tartars as the Lord?" ”

"Can't!"

Li Zhi shouted again: "Can you endure the Tartars being the emperor, and our children and grandchildren cutting their hair into slavery and being cattle and horses?" ”

The soldiers roared: "Can't! ”

Li Zhi roared loudly: "The court is incompetent, and the civil officials are despicable!" The Ming Dynasty is crumbling! What should we do for the sake of our children and grandchildren? ”

The soldiers shouted in unison: "Kill the slaves!" ”

"Kill slaves!"

"Kill slaves!"

The roar of the soldiers of the Tiger Ben Division resounded in the sky, as if they wanted to fill the heavens and the earth.

Li Zhiyi waved his hand: "Fire!" ”

The commander of the forty guns on the front jerked the fire rope and ignited the heavy cannon. With a deafening bang, forty flowering shells were fired at the Qing army three miles away. Flying in the air for three miles, the cannonballs plunged headlong into the dense Qing cavalry cluster.

In an instant, flesh and blood splashed, and the Manchu cavalry was broken and pierced, and they fell down and dismounted one by one.

After the shell pierced several layers of people and horses, it fell to the ground, and the fuse gradually burned to the ground.

The cavalry panicked and turned around to dodge the bombs on the ground. However, when cavalry charges in groups, unlike infantry, it is extremely difficult for cavalry to turn around, and when they go to the side, they will collide with other cavalrymen next to them. The cavalry could only squeeze a few meters to the side with the greatest effort, and could not completely avoid the explosion range of the shells.

Only forty loud rumbles were heard, and iron projectiles flew everywhere, harvesting the nearby Qing army horses like a grim reaper.

The formation of the Qing cavalry was such that double-layered heavy armor horse armor soldiers rushed to the front, and at this time the horse armor soldiers who were exposed to the shells were all horse armor soldiers. The double heavy armor of these vest soldiers could help the Qing army resist rifle bullets fired from a long distance, but they could not protect against iron projectiles fired from artillery shells. Only a scream was heard, and three or four bloody arrows were often shot from the Qing cavalry near the cannonball, and they fell under their horses.

Their horses were undoubtedly shot and fell to the ground, neighing and twitching.

Centered on the location where the shells were exploded, there was a mess within a few steps. The fallen horses turned into an obstacle, forcing the cavalry behind to stop their horses and drive around the road. The heavily armored knights screaming and rolling on the ground fiercely corroded the morale of the other cavalry behind them, turning the cavalrymen's detour into chaos.

Looking from Li Zhi's point of view, he saw that there were suddenly forty stops in the interior of the Qing army. It was like a surging tide that suddenly created dozens of whirlpools in the middle, causing the momentum of the entire charging team to stagnate.

Soon, however, the horses and knights on the ground were dead and no longer struggling. The cavalry behind simply jumped over them, and even stepped on them, trampling them into a mass of flesh.

The Qing army did not rush far before it was shelled again. When the Qing army's advance was two miles away from the Huben division, another forty shells were fired at the Qing army that was charging at high speed. Forty flesh alleys were shot out of the ranks of the Qing army, and forty shells were exploded.

A piece of flesh flew sideways, and countless blood foams exploded from the wounded Qing soldiers. The blood foam flying in the air was like a dyed area, which made the Qing soldiers who rushed from inside all dye their bodies blood-red.

However, the Qing army was still rushing at high speed, and at a distance of one mile, the Qing army was again bombarded head-on.

Huang Taiji stood on his six-chariot, observing the battle in front of him with a clairvoyant mirror, his face pale. Huang Taiji: This is the first time to observe the power of Li Zhi's cannon up close. Seeing it with my own eyes, I only felt that it was even more shocking. Every time the bullet exploded, seven or eight cavalrymen fell to the ground screaming, and it was really impossible for manpower to resist.

No wonder the fifteenth brother Duoduo was killed by this flowering bomb.

Huang Taiji looked at Fan Wencheng beside him and asked, "Fan Wencheng, do you know any way to deal with this cannon?" ”

Fan Wencheng knelt down and shouted: "Your Majesty, in the opinion of a servant, the only way to deal with this cannon is to make the same cannon to bombard, and there is no other way." ”

Huang Taiji nodded and said, "However, in this decisive battle, my warriors of the Great Qing Dynasty can only use flesh and blood to attack Li Zhi's cannon!" ”

However, Huang Taiji only saw a start, and when the 50,000 Qing cavalry rushed to three hundred meters in front of the Tiger Division, Li Zhi's cannon no longer used flowering shells, but shot shotguns.

Each heavy artillery had three hundred rounds of shotguns. More than 10,000 iron projectiles fired from 40 heavy guns swept across the front, turning the distance of 300 meters in front of the formation into a forbidden area of death. Those projectiles seemed to shoot from more than 10,000 sharp arrows, carrying the huge kinetic energy pushed out by the explosion of black powder, which effortlessly penetrated the body of the first layer of cavalry, and continued to penetrate into the body of the second layer of cavalry, ending all these Liaodong Tartars on their horses.

Huang Taiji could see clearly in the clairvoyant mirror that the two rows of Qing troops in front of the charging cavalry seemed to have hit the waves of the embankment, and they were all shattered at once. The Qing soldiers in the first two rows fell together, and the people turned on their backs, covering their bodies and screaming at the flesh that came out of their bodies.

In the Huang Taiji clairvoyant mirror, he saw a Jia Lazhangjing being shot through the nose by an iron projectile. The projectile penetrated his skull with tremendous kinetic energy, and with white brains and red blood came out of the back of his head. Biao glanced at the other Qing soldiers behind him.

A sturdy horse was killed by a shotgun projectile, and with a neighing sound, it fell to the ground at high speed. Niu Lu Zhangjing on the horse was stuck in the stirrup, and was carried to the ground by the war horse, and fell the land of March. A war horse behind did not dodge, and a hoof stepped on the chest of this Niu Lu Zhangjing, and immediately trampled him to death.

Huang Taiji grabbed the clairvoyant mirror hard, feeling very sorry for the warriors of the Qing Dynasty. These warriors are against the ordinary Ming army, which one is not one enemy and two strong soldiers? But in front of Li Zhi's cannons, these vest soldiers were knocked down in pieces like the cheapest cannon fodder, and they were cut off piece by piece like winter wheat in April.

Huang Taiji frowned and said nothing, his hands tightly grasped the barrel of the clairvoyant mirror, and his palms were full of fine sweat.