Chapter 188: Killing Zhang Kewang

At a distance of two miles, a mile and a half, and a mile away, Li Zhi's eighty field guns opened fire. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 The black powder exploded into a hot gas inside the barrel, swelled, and pushed the shell out of the muzzle. Flames and black smoke erupted violently from the muzzle of the cannon, and eighty cannonballs shot fiercely at more than 10,000 cavalrymen like eighty Grim Reapers.

The shells bounced and charged through the cavalry, killing and wounding the thieves in large numbers. This kind of fast-firing cannonball, even the corners of the body can cause the thieves to fall to the ground with serious injuries. And those thieves who were hit by shells on the torso were immediately broken and died on their horses.

Zhang Kewang's cavalry had already known that the artillery fire of this officer army was fierce, and they were not too frightened when they received a round of artillery. Zhang Kewang saw that Li Zhi's artillery was sharp, and shouted loudly in the cavalry group, so that the thieves scattered and spread into a looser formation, preventing the artillery from killing and injuring too many soldiers and horses at one time.

At a distance of four hundred meters, three hundred meters, two hundred meters, the artillery was reloaded, and the cavalry of Sun Kewang sprayed deadly shotguns.

The shotgun fired the shotgun at a distance of two hundred meters, and the barrage formed could cover an area forty meters in front of the formation, and eighty cannons fired a salvo, and the barrage overlapped and compounded, killing a large number of rogue cavalry in the front row who rushed into the barrage without any suspense.

The thieves in the front row fell like weeds that had been cut down, and the thieves in the back were a little panicked. In particular, some of the thieves and "horse troops" could not ride military horses, and many of them could only be regarded as pack horses, and as soon as they heard the roaring sound of artillery from 200 meters away, they lost control, turned around and fled back and forth, causing chaos.

Sun Kewang saw that the army was robbed of momentum by artillery, and let the commanders around him blow the horn again.

More than a dozen horns sounded behind the cavalry, giving courage to the somewhat frightened rogue cavalry again. They regrouped and continued to rush towards Li Zhi's formation.

However, as soon as they mustered up their momentum, they were met by Li Zhi's riflemen.

The thieves concentrated on attacking the middle lane, and the riflemen on both sides of Li Zhi's army quickly pressed towards the middle, turning the entire formation into a crane wing formation. Li Zhi's 7,500 riflemen surrounded him on three sides and fiercely shot the rogue cavalry that attacked the middle army of the Tiger Division.

More than a thousand rounds of bullets were fired at the rogue cavalry, knocking down a large part of the cavalry in the front row. In the first round of shooting, at least 800 rogue cavalry fell under their horses.

The fallen soldier tripped over the cavalry behind him, causing another chaos.

The wounded cavalrymen bypassed the obstacles on the ground and continued to charge. But only twenty meters forward, the salvo of the Tiger Ben Division in front of him came again. In front of the cavalry formation, there was another group of people on their backs, and the formation was chaotic.

Looking at the accomplices who fell to the ground and groaned, the thieves were a little frightened, the pace of the impact slowed down, and no one dared to ride their horses to the front to find death.

Sun Kewang shouted loudly behind the battle, so that the trumpeter blew the horn of the charge again, so that the cavalry mustered up the courage to continue charging into battle.

Hearing Sun Kewang's horn, the cavalry found the backbone and continued to ride their horses forward.

But what awaited them was a continuous stream of six rows of rounds. The soldiers in the front row who finished shooting stepped back from the right, and the soldiers in the back row walked up, aimed, and shot, and Li Zhi's soldiers only needed four seconds to complete a shot. The infantry fired volleys in companies, steadily pressing the trigger again and again, pouring ammunition on the cavalry on the battlefield. Li Zhi's soldiers, who had practiced a large number of target shooting, shot at more than 100 meters as if they were shooting prisoners, and at least 70 percent of them hit the target. The sound of a continuous volley of gunfire was like the sound of death's verdict, firmly ruling the frontal battlefield two miles wide.

Whether you're an elite Rogue Rider or a not-so-elite Rogue Vest, it's all fair and a matter of one bullet in front of the Tiger Master's rifle.

Zhang Kewang's cavalry charge was like rushing into a swamp, and every twenty meters seven or eight hundred cavalry fell, as if they were filling the swamp holes in front of them with corpses, and they had to fill those holes before they could continue to advance.

I don't know how many cavalrymen's lives will be used as cannon fodder, so that these cavalry can kill in front of the official army and fight with the sword of the official army.

The battlefield was filled with the smell of blood torn apart by Minnie's bullets, which made people smell terrible.

Rushing to one hundred and ten meters, the cavalry of the thieves had already left behind more than four thousand corpses, and the psychology of the thieves had collapsed. Such a charge is not a war, it is simply a collective suicide. The cavalry in the front slowed down their horses in panic, trying to get the cavalry in the back to rush up and help the bullets. The cavalry in the back row is also fatal, where do you dare to rush forward? also slowed down one by one.

Seeing that the cavalry of the thieves was about to collapse.

Zhang Kewang was anxious, and once again let the trumpeter blow the horn of the charge.

But the horn was useless, and within a few seconds of the cavalry slowing down their horses, more than a thousand rounds of bullets swept across the battlefield and knocked countless cavalry off their horses.

Zhang Kewang's cavalry collapsed.

No matter how much Zhang Kewang tried to boost morale, no one was willing to put their lives on the line to fill the musket array. No matter how fierce the elite of the hundreds of old battalions in the battle are, it is definitely not as terrifying as the musket array in front.

"Run!"

"Run!"

"Run! Run for your life! ā€

The cavalrymen in the front row turned their horses and ran in the way they came. They shouted loudly as they fled, encouraging the other cavalry around them to flee with them, lest they let their defeated selves become the target of public criticism. Soon, the hundreds of cavalry who initially began to flee quickly led a few thousand cavalry, and then let all the more than 10,000 cavalry flee behind.

More than 10,000 people rushed to and fro like the ebbing tide.

No matter how fierce the old battalion was, it could not stop the rout of tens of thousands of people.

Even when the thieves were fleeing for their lives, the riflemen of the Tiger Division still did not let go of these cavalrymen and continued to shoot. One by one, the thieves who fled slowly fell from their horses, and the frightened cavalry who were still alive threw away their flags and abandoned their armor, and fled in all directions regardless of the situation, and were defeated.

Sun Kewang looked at the defeated cavalry and horse army, full of regret. Why did you want to be in the limelight and take over this errand of rushing into battle? This time I will be severely punished by my father-in-law. Zhang Dingguo said that he shouldn't send troops to rush into battle, isn't he right? What will you do to suppress Zhang Dingguo in the future?

Zhang Kewang was full of remorse, and he also turned his horse's head to flee to the rear. However, he was so preoccupied that he turned his horse a little slower, and accidentally exposed himself to the back of the fleeing cavalry.

Five or six rifles were aimed at the bandit leader in the elite old camp and fired deadly bullets. Zhang Kewang's body suddenly burst into blood, and he was punched out of four or five blood holes.

Zhang Kewang looked at the bullet holes on his body in disbelief, and fell to the ground with a pop.

The thieves' cavalry fled all the way to the east, and they did not dare to stop when they fled to Zhang Xianzhong's army, and they broke all the way out of the valley.

Liu Yuanbin, the eunuch of the prison army, had been looking anxiously to the west. Through the soldiers and horses, he couldn't see the scene of Li Zhi and the thief army fighting, and Liu Yuanbin could only see the banners of the two armies. But looking at it, Liu Yuanbin only felt that the westernmost banners of the thief army were falling one by one, and it seemed that he had suffered a big loss in front of Li Zhi's formation.

Liu Yuanbin's eyes lit up.

Next, he saw that the banner that stood tall behind the thief had also fallen. Then, in a few breaths, all the thieves' banners were lowered. Obviously, the thieves were defeated by Li Zhi.

Liu Yuanbin's face was flushed with excitement, and he turned his head and said loudly to Xiong Wencan: "Prime Minister! We get it! The thieves were defeated by Li Zhi! (To be continued.) )