"Kill!" As soon as the grenadiers received the order, they protruded from the right flank.

They were light and flexible, wearing only winter felt and cotton armor, and they relied on iron-inlaid shields to protect themselves, because they had to squat on the ground often, and they had thick knee pads.

They had a team of 100 people, all of whom carried goose-winged swords, 70 of them carried 10,000 enemy bags, and a total of eight 10,000 enemies on the left and right.

Another 30 people are thunder fighters, in groups of three, one carrying a canister and two carrying bombs, with a total of 10 rocket launchers and 20 bags of thunder bags. Each bag contains three rounds of rocket warheads, each weighing seven pounds, and is bundled behind the bomber like a shoulder bag.

At this time, the launchers all carry the rocket launcher on their shoulders, thick and long, hollow in the middle, with an iron pipe inside, a handguard on the outside, painted with red paint, and a large rear end, like a big horn. There is also a light door and a front sight on the barrel for aiming.

The weight of the launch canister is six or seven catties, which is not heavy, and at this time there is a flying thunder bullet inserted in each cylinder, and the head is pointed and big, like a spearhead, and it is firmly stuck at the front end of the barrel. Then the thick iron rod poked into the barrel, about three feet long, and poked out from the rear "horn".

At this time, the cover at the rear end of the pole has been unscrewed, revealing a long lead, and there are tail fins at the tail of each rod, and three small inclined iron plates are used to maintain stable rotation after launching.

This is the new weapon of the Xin'an Army, the flying mine, which is launched on the principle of a monkey-like warhead, cast in pig iron with a warhead, and a hundred iron bullets inside, with a maximum range of up to 100 steps, but it is generally launched at 70 steps.

The bazooka and the bomb body weigh thirteen pounds, and it is quite easy to carry, not to mention that the grenadiers are all burly men, and the launchers are carrying sharp weapons, all of them are like flying.

Each group of negative bombers followed them, one of them wrapped in a firerope, which was now lit.

Look at the 10,000 opponents rushing in front, they are also wrapped in their left hands with fire ropes, and they are holding 10,000 enemies in their right hands, ready to light and throw at any time.

They were led by the captain Chang Rusong, roaring loudly and roaring, and burst out from the right flank with a rainbow of momentum. The sound of the command came from the rear on the left, and the two first-class soldiers on the right flank also moved up quickly, ready to outflank the Tartars who were attacking the frontal formation.

They were about to break through the flanks of the Tartars, when suddenly they were so relieved that the grenadiers were also surprised, and they saw more than a hundred paces ahead, the sound of hooves was like thunder, and dozens of horses and horses in armor were rumbling towards them.

They were all one, the spears in their hands were pointed directly, and they were dressed in silver sparkling iron armor, which was so dazzling in the sun, and behind them was a small flag like fire with oblique tips, which was inspired to the extreme in the cold wind.

Their horses galloped to the limit, unstoppable, and that fierce and bloody aura could be clearly felt at this distance.

"Tartar White Armor!"

Often like a pine shouted, watching the Tartars soaring, caused by iron hooves, the snow was trampled and splashed and flying, the fierceness of the unity of men and horses, as if there was no indestructible chariot.

The old grenadier didn't think much about it, and according to his usual training instincts, he immediately shouted: "Flying thunder launch, seventy steps ahead, shoot!" ”

The Xin'an Army's flying mines are based on 100 meters, that is, 70 steps, and have a delay of three to five seconds.

They are inspired by the launch of fireworks such as "two kicks" and "monkeys", the gunpowder is divided into two layers before and after, the outermost layer is launched to push the rocket forward, and after flying for a certain distance, the fuse burning inside ignites the gunpowder sealed by the warhead, producing a violent explosion.

This kind of fireworks appeared as early as the Song Dynasty, and it is not unusual, the key is when the lead ignites the gunpowder explosion sealed by the warhead.

In the end, Yang He decided that in the era of cold weapons, late bombing is better than early bombing, and how long after the unified launch is long, how long the unified delay is to explode.

This is easy to deal with, the flying mine uses a standardized fuse, with a standard of seventy steps, and the explosion is delayed by three to five seconds after landing.

And according to the speed of the horses of the Tartars, seventy paces is just right, and they rushed to this distance and exploded almost before and after.

Hearing the captain's order, all the grenadiers crouched down, and all the thunderers stood in a line, and they looked at the crosshair by looking at the door and estimating the angle and orientation of the launcher. Although I can't guarantee that the landing will be accurate, but after more training, the approximate distance can still be estimated.

The negative bomber also immediately flashed to their side, so as not to be sprayed by the flames, and after the thunder was launched, the smoke of the flames was very fierce.

The negative bombers in each group with the fire rope in their hands also immediately grabbed the lead of the tail of each rocket and lit it with the fire rope, and the ten lead wires immediately "hissed" and burned, spraying frightening sparks.

Suddenly, a long burst of fire erupted from the horn mouth of each bazooka, and the thick smoke covered the square area behind everyone, as if they were unconscious, and in the dense smoke, ten flying thunderbolts jumped out of the mouth of the barrel and roared towards the sky.

They have no recoil, they don't blow up, they don't need to be cleaned, and there is nothing wrong with them except for the poor accuracy and the high dosage.

They fly through the air and rotate constantly under the action of the tail tilting plate, maintaining a certain accuracy and stability. Although the wind was cold and the air flow was uncertain, the trajectory of the heavy rocket flight was not very skewed, and it maintained a certain straight line.

They screamed violently, dragging a long tail flame, burning more and more with the power of the medicine, and speeding up in flight.

They were like falling meteors, and they were heavily planted in the snow about seventy paces ahead, right where the Tartar Heavy Rider in front of them had to pass.

Although the amount of ammunition fired was exhausted, the fuse burned inside, slowly approaching the position of the gunpowder partially sealed by the warhead.

……

The sound of hooves resounded like thunder, and Eshuo, Colcun and others still rushed to them, and although they were more than fifty horsemen, their momentum was better than that of thousands of horses.

Their iron hooves stomped heavily on the snow, and a splash of snow and mist flew fiercely.

Their eyes were murderous, their expressions were determined, believing that under their Bayala Iron Ride, nothing in the world could stop them.

They let go of their horses and galloped, more than ten meters per second, and the sound of hooves was heavy and rhythmic, forming a very rhythmic rumble.

They also saw the movement ahead, what were the stragglers firing over? Divine Fire Crow?

It was very gorgeous, like a meteor passing across the sky, but it fell to the ground in a blink of an eye without sound, and it was far away from everyone.

They knew that there were a lot of firearms in Nanban, but most of them were bad, thinking that the firearms on the other side were all excellent, but they didn't expect that there were also defective products.

As soon as E Shuo was exposed, the Divine Fire Flying Crow just now made him think of meteors, and he thought of human life, which was also so gorgeous and short.

If Yang Lian is the same, his brilliant life will end.

With this thought in mind, he and Colcoin and the others rumbled past the silent Divine Fire Crows.

Violent explosion!

The horses under the crotch were in the air and torn apart, and Eshuo was in the air like Colkoin, torn apart, and flew up like a cloud.

They clearly felt the tearing of their limbs, their hands, their feet, their bodies, their armor, their weapons, all gone from them.

They clearly felt the countless blood mist coming out of their bodies, and they didn't know how many sharp bullets were rampage, viciously hitting them.

They were torn apart, or scattered in pieces of flesh on the snow, or most of their bodies were gone, and they were thrown to the ground in pieces.

Bang! E Shuo fell heavily to the ground, his entire lower body was gone, half of his head and half of his face were gone, and one of his left eyes remained, with incomparable shock and incredulity.

Grunt, a broken helmet rolled over, carrying the human head inside, the carved otter tail on the helmet was still bright, but the eyes on the Kolquin's head were dull and horrified.

A flying tiger fox tail flag fell, and it was planted on the snow not far from the head of others, and the cold wind blew, especially hunting and flying.

On the ninth day of December in the fifteenth year of Chongzhen, the soldiers of the Kabush Xian Battalion, Korkun, and the Eight Banners of Manchuria, the White Banner Baya Lazhang, Jing Eshuo, were killed on the spot by the Xin'an army.

Korkun, a soldier of the Kabush Xianying Battalion, a legend in the Eight Banners Army, made many great contributions to the Manchu Dynasty, and in the future, he had broken Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong, Li Dingguo, Bai Wenxuan, etc., and followed Azig and Zilharang to conquer Huguang, and successively awarded Kabush Xianzhangjing and Baya Laxu Zhangjing.

E Shuo, the father of Concubine Dong E, had a career of 15 years, made great achievements for the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and successively awarded Niu Lu Zhangjing, Jiala Zhangjing, Kabush Xianzhangjing, and Kabush Xian Kala Angbang. Because of his daughter, he was promoted to a third-class uncle, and was posthumously given a marquis after his death.

But here, on the snow on the bank of the Shu River, they were all blown into minced meat by flying thunder, and they were really crushed for their Daqing Dynasty.

Explosive!

Ten flying thunderbolts exploded before and after, fierce firelight and smoke rose together, air waves rolled, splashed broken iron shot in all directions, and each flying thunder also exploded hundreds of iron bullets, sweeping in all directions unscrupulously.

The blood mist was raging, and many Bayalas were either blown up with their horses, or swept over by air waves, or hit by roaring iron bullets. They were made of iron, and their elite armor overlapping like scales could not resist the power of bullets at close range, or their limbs soared, or their bodies burst with blood mist, and they rolled to the ground.

In particular, in order to maintain the power of the charge, the queue of men and horses was very dense, and people said that the infantry formation occupied two steps per person, and the cavalry formation occupied four steps per person, and they were almost separated by more than two steps. This is very powerful for the queue to impact, but it is convenient for the thunderbolt to hit hard.

In the billowing smoke of gunpowder, there was a terrible neighing of horses, and the screams of the people were neighing. They are very strong, but no matter how strong they are, they are flesh and blood, they are no match for steel, no match for gunpowder, and their bodies are easily torn apart, their armor is damaged, and their fierce horses are destroyed.

They were killed, wounded, or collided together, panicked and confused, and only in the moment they passed, the lightning exploded before and after, and they lost more than half of their men and horses.

The rest of the people's minds were blank, some desperately reined in the horses, shouting, and some unconsciously continued to rush down from the horses, but they didn't know what they were doing, especially when their leader, Eshuo, was killed on the spot.

They are called horses neighing, people are scattered, and the previous indomitable momentum has long since disappeared.

"Kill!" They screamed and hesitated in confusion, but the heroes of the grenadiers took the opportunity to rush up, and they were thirty paces apart, and seventy dense 10,000 enemies were projected.

They are the toughest bombardiers in the army, ordinary soldiers generally throw twenty paces, and the accuracy rate is not high, but they can generally throw a distance of thirty paces, and the accuracy is still very high.

Seventy powerful 10,000 enemies were projected over, and Bayala screamed on the other side, they were one of the most formidable Predators in the army, but at this time they screamed like a coat, and many of them desperately urged their horses to escape.

However, the continuous violent explosions, the smoke of gunpowder came overwhelmingly, and the smell of blood was sandwiched.

The remnants of the Bayala elite soldiers wept and howled, and even those who urged the horses to flee were also blown to the ground on horseback.

"Throw it again!" Chang Rusong roared, so excited that his black face turned red.

The bombardiers threw 70,000 bombards again, and the more they threw them, the more excited they became, this is the white-armored soldier in the Tartars, if they don't explode at this time, when will they wait?

They projected four waves of 10,000 enemies in front and back, and 280,000 enemies all fell on the heads of those Zhengbai Banner Baya La, who were lucky enough to survive the explosion of the flying thunder.

Eventually, the screams and screams were silent, and even the neighing of the horses was gone, except for the overwhelming choking smoke, which still hung over the place, and not even the strong north-westerly wind could disperse the smoke of death at once.

"Finished? And Tartar? Vice captain Zhou Siwen probed his brain.

"Forget it, leave it to the cavalry to see, and we will continue to attack on the side." The captain Chang Rusong made the final decision, and the heroes who led the grenadiers rushed towards the flank of the Tartars attacking the frontal army formation with great momentum.

"Kill!" The iron cavalry roared, Qian Sanniang led a hundred horses of the Xin'an army to ride over, and Qian Sanniang took the lead, holding her mace high.

They soared into the smoke-shrouded area, and then everything in front of them silenced them.

Uncle Wan was speechless: "It's all minced meat." ”