A crisp shot was quickly drowned out by a volley of gunfire, and almost at the same time that Changlu pulled the trigger, Feng Sheng'a gave the order for each company to shoot alternately. The infantry battalion opened fire before the musket phalanx of the Taiping army, and the Taiping army, which had just stabilized its position, was once again beaten into chaos.

In the dense gunfire, the Taiping army did not notice that a small part of the gunfire came from their own side. Even a few people heard it, thinking that it was their own musketeers who were fighting back. And with the mysterious gunshots, on the artillery positions of the Taiping Army, one by one the figures withered to the ground.

Changlu watched the strangely dressed target fall straight to the ground, slowly retracted the rifle, and lay on the ground to reload. Loading the front-loading gun on the ground is much more laborious than standing to load, and the speed is also very slow, but Changlu is not in a hurry. He had only two chances to shoot, the first was artillery, and the second was the commander of the Taiping army. He needed to wait, wait for the time when the general attack of Goxinga was launched, and then suddenly paralyze the command system of the Taiping army.

"Kong Zhen, you rocket artillery!" The shirtless Goxinga turned back and roared into the village.

"Boom, Boom......" eight* flew into the sky, the only support that artillery without artillery could provide.

*'s accuracy is still not satisfactory, but the effect is not bad. Most of the Taiping troops who retreated in confusion were in the rear of the battle line, and only Huang Daping fought the front line with his own soldiers and reserves. * Just fell in the rear of the battle line, and the rout, who had just barely restored order, was beaten again on his back. The Taiping army, which was fighting on the front line, was already suffering heavy casualties from the volley of the infantry battalion, and the rout that was immediately able to return to the battle was once again disrupted, and the situation of the Taiping army became critical in an instant.

"Fire, fire!" Huang Daping was still working hard, and the Qing army's musket salvo was no better than his musket phalanx. As long as the artillery could fire in time, the Qing troops who left the trenches would inevitably be beaten back to their original shape. But when he shouted "open artillery" and looked back at the artillery position, Huang Daping suddenly felt that the world was spinning. Carl, who has impure motives but is skilled in military skills, has been turned into a corpse on the ground. On the artillery positions of the Taiping army, the artillery is still well placed, but all the artillery has been turned into corpses.

The image of the defeat flashed through Huang Daping's mind, but he believed that he still had a chance. The Taiping army still had the upper hand in terms of strength, the Qing army was only five or six hundred men, and the Taiping army was more than three times the enemy. As long as the position is stabilized and the panic of the soldiers is controlled, the Taiping army still has a chance. As long as the Taiping army itself is not chaotic and fights fairly, the Qing army is by no means the opponent of the Taiping army.

It's a pity that Guo Xing'a has a deep understanding of the phrase "fighting a war is a breath", so he will not let the Taiping army slow down this breath, and the explosion of * is the signal of the cavalry charge. A cavalry company in blue cotton armor, led by Mu Shun and Xirab respectively, rushed out of the village with a roar, and began to outflank the Taiping army from both flanks. In the shouts of "Long live", the cavalry company stabbed into the back of the Taiping army array like two blue sharp knives.

The soldiers of the Taiping Army, who were already in chaos, were like frightened birds, panicking and trying to get close to their companions to seek refuge. But the crowd added to the confusion and frightened people who were already panicking. The soldiers of the Taiping Army could not see how many Qing soldiers there were, they could only hear the tsunami-like sound of "Long live" and the continuous sound of gunfire, they could only see the bloody corpses of their comrades and the blue armor of the Qing army, and they could only feel their trembling bodies and the earth shaken by the horse's hooves. Despair and fear gripped them, and they ran back to their camp from the Qing army's defensive line, and now they just wanted to keep running backwards and look for help from more comrades behind. Even if there is nothing behind, they still feel that hope is behind them, and they can escape by retreating a little more. The desire to survive drove the soldiers to retreat inadequately, and the flow of people drove more people to the rear like a tidal wave.

"Defeated! Defeated! I don't know who was the first to shout out in a trembling voice, and one voice quickly became ten, then a hundred. And then it was as if everyone was shouting "Defeated!" The Taiping Army, which had once advanced and retreated to a certain extent, suddenly became a swarm of headless flies. One took ten, ten took a hundred, and the Taiping army began to run frantically like a flood that burst its banks. Even the reserves that were still in the rear array were dispersed by the rout, and became a new rout.

Huang Daping had already pieced together a musket phalanx of 100 people, and the pro-soldiers with heavy casualties were still barely supporting, and were not defeated by the muskets of the Qing army. The cavalry of the Qing army was fighting between the battle line and the rout, which was his weakness, but Huang Daping could still hold on, and he could see clearly that the number of cavalry was not much. But when the wailing from the rear came, Huang Daping knew that he had lost and that the people's hearts had dispersed.

"Organize the team to retreat in an orderly manner and withdraw to the camp, the Qing Demon can't help us without artillery. Stabilize the situation, the demons are not our opponents! The experienced Huang Daping did not give up, but was only temporarily frustrated. As long as the organization is organized to return to the camp, Huang Daping can also hold on. He also saw that the Qing army's * was not accurate, and the bombardment of the camp should not have much effect. As long as he can hold on for a while and reorganize the team, the outcome is still unknown.

But in the mixed gunfire, mysterious bullets almost finished off all the Taiping Army officers who tried to reorganize the rebellious army. A young pawn commander brandished his waist knife to try to calm the group's panicked subordinates, and he had barely shouted a few times when a buckshot hit him in the center of the eyebrow. The young skull, like a watermelon smashed with a hammer, was broken to pieces, and bright red blood and white * splattered in the damp dirt.

The corpse of the young commander fell not far from Huang Daping, and Huang Daping instantly realized that this Qing army was particularly good at sneak attacks with cold guns, and it was their habit to beat commanders. This is how he was injured by the cold guns of the Qing army. And the main reason for the capsizing of the ship in the gutter was precisely that the Qing army almost killed all its commanders.

"Don't show your head, officer, retreat, retreat!" Huang Daping hurriedly ordered the officers to hide, after all, officers are much more precious than soldiers. A physically strong person can carry a knife to the battlefield and become a soldier with simple training. And an officer must have enough talent and go through many battles before he can command the team. Every battle is so brutal, it's not easy to survive, and even fewer people have the talent to survive. Therefore, Huang Daping can abandon the scattered soldiers, but he must keep the precious officers, and the soldiers can be recruited again, and the officers are the accumulated capital. As long as there are enough officers, even if Huang Daping is defeated, he can still pull another team out. And after the order, Huang Daping quickly integrated into the ranks of the defeated soldiers, and he didn't want to taste the cold guns of the Qing army again.

There are not many places where the fleeing Taiping army is better than the fleeing bandits, but just like any job requires work experience, the experience of escaping is sometimes valuable, and the Taiping army has a lot of valuable experience. The soldiers of the Taiping Army began to try their best to lighten their burdens as much as possible when they chose to flee for their lives. The musket can't be used as a crutch, so throw it away. Swords and spears can't be accelerated, so throw them away. The artillery is still useless, and that fool cares about it! On the way to escape, the Taiping army was full of all kinds of weapons and armor. The Qing army, which was holding weapons and being blocked by them, of course, could not catch up with the lightly armed Taiping army.

The camp of the Taiping army was pushed by the rout, and the camp tent was set on fire by the Taiping army itself. Then the Taiping army threw everything away and sagged it. The cavalry company still wanted to use the speed advantage of the war horse and the power of the war horse to encircle the fleeing enemy as it did against the bandits. It's a pity that although the Taiping army fled like bandits, they were too brave and didn't have the courage to fight back and resist, but they even dared to hit the running horses. And there were so many of them that even the war horses did not dare to block their path. The cavalry could only try to kill and wound the remnants of the periphery, forcing them to continue to flee for their lives, and not giving them a chance to stay and recuperate.

Guo Xing'a entered the camp of the Taiping Army surrounded by Saishan'a and others, and smiled so much that he showed his back molars, and the old faces of Xiande and Guiwu also smiled like a peony flower. Huang Daping came to the nest and was ready to move. Since it was a move, I naturally brought all my belongings with me. But now all of Huang Daping's belongings have become the spoils of Guoxinga. The Taiping army that set fire to the camp just wanted to block the pursuit of the Qing army, and when they were in a panic, how could they have time to think about burning there. They only burned some grain and grass and the soldiers' sleeping tents, and the real money was left for Goxinga.

Cézanne sent the second company of infantry to help sort out the capture, and happily commanded the men to carry all the spoils to the village cellar. Guo Xing'a took Kong Zhen and the artillery platoon and attacked the artillery positions of the Taiping army. Guoxing's longing for artillery, the Taiping Army's foreign cannons can fire*, and it is Guoxing's dream treasure.

Like a silly boy looking at a bride, Guo Xing'a almost licked five cannons. The surprise came so suddenly, Goxinga could hardly believe his eyes. pinched his thigh hard, and Guo Xinga confirmed that he was not dreaming, and that he was indeed five M1841 6-pounder field guns in front of him.

M1841 6-pounder field gun, nicknamed Little Napoleon. A smoothbore gun cast in brass with a caliber of 6 pounds, a barrel of 1.5 meters long, a gun weighing 389 kilograms, and a maximum firing range of 1,600 meters.

The excited Guo Xing'a kept pinching his fingers, this time he really picked up a treasure. Although the M1841 field gun is also a product of the early 19th century, it is not outdated, and it still has an important role in the American Civil War. This treasure is highly mobile, fierce, and extremely simple to manufacture and use, and is definitely an advanced imported weapon in China. Although the caliber is a little smaller, Guoxinga does not need to push it to fight Nanjing, and the general field battles and small camps are enough. And most importantly, it's light! It is less than 800 catties, and it can be decomposed, and two or three horses can carry it away, and it can completely follow the cavalry to maneuver.

"Pull back, pull back, pull back to the village, they will be your life in the future!" Guo Xing Axi commanded the artillery platoon with a smile and dragged the artillery to the village.

Saishan'a was burning blood against the gold and silver materials left behind by the Taiping army, and Guo Xing'a was drooling at the artillery, and almost everyone forgot to pursue and destroy the remnants of the enemy to expand the results.

"My lord, there are a lot of bandits who have escaped, are you chasing them, and there will be no trouble!" Nash cautiously asked Goxinga, after all, Goxinga's excitement was a little abnormal, and Nash was afraid of ruining Goxinga's interest.

"Yes, yes, yes! Take advantage of his illness to kill him! What about Hatan! You take the three companies and Hatan's assault company to chase together, and pursue them alternately! Goxinga nodded approvingly to Nash.

"Be careful, don't break the parts! I have the iron furnace here and everything, this is for repairing cannons! "Goxinga still cares more about his artillery.

Nash found Hatan and gave Gohinga's orders, and the two set off one after another. If Goxinga knew what was going to happen, he would have said a few more words.