Mu Shun thought of Guo Xing'a's possible embarrassment, but unfortunately Guo Xing'a couldn't think of Mu Shun's scenery anyway. The first close charge of the Taiping army, although suppressed by * and *, the Taiping army still achieved certain achievements. The Taipings' vanguard carved out a route of attack between the weeds and trees, and set up assembly points in relatively safe areas of the route, with the nearest assembly point less than twenty meters from the defensive line.

Goxinga's brain seems to be stuck in a dead loop, he has been trying to find weapons that can deal with the current situation, but the seven or eight weapons that come to mind are either impossible to make or completely unreliable.

"It would be nice if I could make one!" Guo Xinga lamented mentally.

I don't know if it's the relationship of ideas, but when Guo Xing'a thought about it, a sky-high fire ignited behind the village. Looking at the billowing smoke not far away, Guo Xing'a felt that the tips of his fingers were a little cold again. It may be that God thinks that Guoxing'a is not enough to invest, and there is also a thick smoke rising in the direction of Fengsheng'a and Nash Sanlian.

"The Taiping army is attacking with fire!" Guo Xinga was shocked. However, he immediately reacted, although there was a lot of grass and trees around the defense line, there was nothing to burn in the village, and the fire attack of the Taiping army was meaningless. Although a large amount of smoke could be created to obscure the Qing army's vision, the Taiping army had no way to rush through the burning grass and trees to attack.

But no matter what the purpose of the Taiping army was, the billowing smoke in both places was really right in front of them. Moreover, the gunfire of the defense line at the entrance of the village was once again intensive, and the defense line was in an emergency on all sides. Guo Xinga felt the taste of fear again, and the feeling of being forced to face and being unable to escape made Guo Xinga almost go crazy.

Retreating to the small temple is a force in the face of bandits, but it is difficult to face the Taiping army. If it is compressed into too small a space, the Taiping army's foreign artillery*, a few cannons can send Guoxinga to the western sky. It was too late to break through, all the troops had already been put into battle, and the last reserve in Goxinga's hands was only the guard squad and the reconnaissance platoon. There is no time to gather forces to break through.

"Could this be Lao Tzu's curtain call!" Guo Xing'a asked himself secretly in his heart.

Guo Xinga knew that if he only broke through on horseback with the guard squad, he still had a chance. But what's the point of throwing away all your belongings and running away with a dozen people in embarrassment! Although it is said that "staying in the green mountains is not afraid of no firewood", Guoxinga already has a feeling of despair. The Taiping army can't be even, how will they fight foreign devils in the future! The game can't be played.,Delete the file and start over.,Failed to cross.,Wear it again!

"My lord, Battalion Commander Fengsheng sent someone to send a few barrels of fire oil." Tong Jia looked at Guo Xing'a with a little fear, and Guo Xing'a's face was very terrifying.

"What did he do with the oil?" Guo Xing'a, who was about to think of committing suicide, asked angrily.

"Back to my lord, the battalion commander didn't say anything. Maybe let's burn the weeds! We burned all the grass, and there was nowhere to hide. Tong Jia had already planned to burn grass, but Guo Xing'a never said it, and he didn't dare to remind him. Just following Guo Xing's questioning, he pretended to say his mind unintentionally.

"Oops!" Guo Xinga gave himself a mouth when he returned his hand, how could he not have thought of such a simple and effective idea!

The so-called authorities are fans, and Guo Xing'a has just become an authority. When people are thinking about problems, once they fall into a certain fixed mode of thinking, it is easy to fall into it and not be able to pull it out. This is generally the case when you are looking for your phone while making a phone call. This is also the case in Goxinga, where the legendary brain is short-circuited.

Goxinga has been thinking about what weapons can cope with the situation in front of him, from guns and cannons to all the time*. When I got to the injector, it was stuck, there was no gas, there was no pressure pump, and it was all technical problems in my head. But he forgot that his original purpose was to set a fire.

After barrels of fire oil were poured out, Goxinga also began to burn the wasteland. At first, the Taiping army was still trying, using dirt to extinguish the flames around them, and continued to maintain the offensive. But the earth could hold the flames out, but not the smoke. It is not the fire that hurts the most people in the fire, but the poisonous smoke. Grass and green leaves, which contain a lot of water, will produce a lot of smoke. After several struggles, most of the Taiping army had to flee the fire. A small number of soldiers who were still unwilling to do so, although they were almost buried in the mud, gradually lost consciousness in the thick smoke.

Tong Jia helped Guo Xing'a finally get out of the crisis, but Kong Zhen watched Acton step by step enter the crisis. When the fire broke out behind the village, the Taiping army, which had already begun to retreat from the frontal defense line, suddenly launched a counteroffensive, and the strength was greatly replenished. The three crippled musket phalanxes were quickly replenished and turned into a four-hundred-man musket phalanx. And there were almost five hundred cold-armed infantry units, under the cover of the musket phalanx, launched a straggler charge to the defensive line.

"The first platoon and the second platoon kept firing alternately, suppressing the musket phalanx of the bandits. Three rows, four rows to the two wings, ensuring side-firing fire. The assault platoon * and * are ready, as long as there are bandits pressing close to fifty meters, they must be beaten down! "Acton commanded a company of defenses with great composure. Moreover, it is very good to integrate and apply the weapon configuration, long-range suppression, side-fire strike, etc., emphasized by Guoxinga in the training of officers, to actual combat.

"Platoon Commander Kong, * suppress the incoming enemy infantry group!" Looking at the dense enemy, Kong Zhen, who was already a little demented, suddenly heard Acton say a strange thing that only Guo Xing'a had said before.

"Suppress the incoming infantry group?" Kong Zhen repeated it stupidly.

Acton didn't answer, but looked at Kong Zhen with a confused expression and paused, as if recalling if there was anything wrong with his order.

“*！” Acton, who was sure that he was sure he would be fine, yelled at Kong.

"Huh!" Kong Zhen finally reacted.

"Close target, scatter, put!" Kong Zhen lined up on the launch stand, and after a simple aim, he ordered.

Four* crossed the sky in a not-so-graceful arc and crashed headlong into the Taiping army's attacking team. *The explosion is still very powerful, but the damage is not large. One is that it didn't hit the densely populated core area, and the other is that the delay of the explosion was too strong. There were a lot of people around when it landed, but as soon as it fell, the Taiping Army had already run away, and by the time it exploded, there were few people around.

Moreover, the Taiping army had fought the so-called * war, and not only stood very scattered when marching, but also bowed its head and waist became a standard posture. The lethal effect of scattered fragments and stray bullets is far less obvious than when bombarding bandits. The good man who raised his head and waited for the * to blow up the gun, there was no one. As a result, although Acton is well arranged, the shooting percentage is not high.

The Taiping army's musket phalanx was also very set, and the speed of the salvo of the four phalanxes was not at all slow as the speed of Acton's alternate fire. The lead bullets flying in the air never stopped. Although the Qing army had a much higher hit rate and had trenches to cover it, the casualties were low. But in the face of the huge difference in numbers, the firepower of the Taiping army was still much stronger. The earthen wall, which has been baptized by bullets and bullets, will fall off from time to time with a loose clod of soil.

The infantry of the Taiping Army quickly approached the defense line in a straggler state, although from time to time someone would have a blood flower blooming on his chest, and then he fell straight to the ground. But the momentum of the Taiping army was not affected in the slightest, and they still rushed to the defense line with indomitable progress. A body that was once young and energetic, and under the wave of wheat, more young bodies pounced on their common goal. Compared to their total number, the number of people who fell seems insignificant. Although the firepower of the first company delayed the Taiping army's offensive to a certain extent, the situation still became precarious.

"Platoon Commander Kong, you don't have a conscience!" The infantry had already rushed within a hundred meters, and Acton urged Kong Zhen.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Here it is, here it is! Kong Zhen agreed one by one, and personally aimed a conscienceless cannon at the Taiping Army.

"Put!" With Kong Zhen's order, the five conscienceless cannons let out an angry roar at the same time.

The huge cannonballs of the conscienceless cannon smashed like meteors into the crowd. The barrel-shaped cannonball, after the crowd rolled for a while, the cannonball took away all the lives within ten meters of the side in an earth-shattering loud sound. The skulls that were blown away by the fragments of the killing, the limbs torn by the explosion, and the splatters of blood formed a gorgeous and terrifying picture in front of the Taiping army's military formation.

The charging team of the Taiping army was stopped by the terrifying power of the conscienceless cannon, and even the musket phalanx paused for a few seconds. The officers of the infantry were trying to restore the disorganized formations and at the same time calm the frightened soldiers. But the rate of fire of the conscienceless cannon became their deadly nightmare.

The soldiers of the Taiping Army were dazed by the sudden explosion, and they didn't know where they were. Just to alleviate the chaos caused by the explosion, the soldier found his captain, and the commander found his Sima. However, the second wave of unconscionable cannon blows fell from the sky again. The ranks that had dispersed to avoid the bullets were even more scattered, the newly found Wu Chang was thrown into the sky by the explosion, the two horses that had just been found were shot through the heads by pieces of iron, and the vanguard of the Taiping army was in a mess in the successive bombardments.

The artillery of the Taiping Army is trying to find the position of the unconscionable artillery, trying to use the artillery to suppress the counterattack of the unconscionable artillery. But although the shells are huge, the Conscienceless Cannon is very small, and it is difficult to find his traces when hiding in the position of the trench combination. The foreign artillery fired aimlessly, bombarding a company of earthen wall defenses.

However, the situation on the battlefield has not changed because of the power of the conscienceless cannon. Although the Taiping army's offensive was disrupted, the tide eventually hit the embankment. The Taiping army finally realized that their goal of killing and wounding the Qing army with artillery was unrealistic, and finally adjusted the definition of artillery to cover the attack.

The Taiping army adjusted the target of the artillery and began to bombard the earthen wall continuously. Although it could not cause damage to the Qing troops in the trenches, the smoke and dust from the explosion obscured the view of the Qing troops. The Qing army, which had been overwhelmed by the musket phalanx, was even more suppressed by the intermittent explosions. The conscienceless cannon is not greatly affected, because the conscienceless cannon is originally a rough shot, aiming is to look at the general direction, and the impact of the field of vision is difficult to prevent Kong Zhen. However, after the rifle fire was suppressed, the unconscionable cannon alone could not stop the pace of the Taiping army's attack. * was thrown out of the trench one after another, and Kong Zhen lowered the firing angle of the conscienceless cannon again and again.

"All bayonets in a company!" Acton, whose face was a little distorted, shouted the order to prepare for hand-to-hand combat, and the final moment had come.