Chapter 423: Who Moves Whose Grandson

Seeing Gao Yihuan put on a defensive posture, Man Dahai felt a little depressed in his heart.

"Master Pei, the barbarian doesn't move, what should we do?" Ye Chen couldn't help asking.

At this time, on the battlefield, the armies were lined up in formation, but there was silence, and there was no sound, only the sound of hunting flags and the sound of war horses.

To be reasonable, it was Gao Yihuan who wanted to ambush, and now we are in the trap and put on a posture for you to fight, but you are not moving, what do you mean?

Man Dahai had a gloomy face, waved his hand, and said, "Send someone to inform Prince Yu, just say that I caught up with Gao Manzi, and let Prince Yu send troops over." ”

Saying that, he glanced at Gao Yihuan coldly, "I'm going to spend it with Gao Manzi today, compare and see who can bear it?" Whoever makes the first move is the grandson! ”

When Ye Chen heard this, he couldn't help but nodded, and many Qing generals also had a bottom in their hearts.

Gao Yihuan doesn't move, let's not move, wait for the soldiers and horses of Prince Yu to come, see if you can still sit still?

For a while, everyone was full of confidence, they could afford it, but Gao Yihuan couldn't afford it.

At that moment, Ye Chen gave a few orders to several Qing soldiers, and the Qing soldiers saluted and received orders, then turned over and got on their horses, ran directly out of the big array, and then divided into several groups and headed north to prevent them from being intercepted and killed.

In the formation of Liu's army, Liu Heizi saw several Qing cavalry rushing north, and his face became even more gloomy.

These Tartar cavalry, apparently, went to report the news, Xiping is not far from Xiangcheng, and the cavalry gallops fast, and they can be killed in more than a day.

Counting the time for the cavalry to deliver the letter, reinforcements could arrive in three days at most.

What kind of fame did you do in the second year of high school, and it was not enough to surround it, everyone went to ask for reinforcements, and if you don't do it, when the reinforcements come, you will still be a fart.

Just when Liu Heizi was running to join in the fun with a little regret, on a mountain in the west, there was a sudden "bang" cannon sound, a cloud of white smoke was raised, and a cannonball pierced the sky, smashed in front of the Qing army's round formation, splashed a piece of dirt, and then bounced up and rolled out for a long distance, and finally stopped in front of a column of Qing saber players.

The Qing army was stunned for a moment, and Liu Heizi was also stunned, and hurriedly picked up the clairvoyant mirror and looked at the hill where the cannon was fired.

At this time, twenty bronze cannons had been pulled up the hillside and staggered in two rows of gun pits.

The first shot missed, the officer who led the team and a red-haired ghost drew a few words, and the red-haired ghost immediately took out his tools to keep comparing and calculating, and from time to time picked up the monocular clairvoyant to observe the Qing army's large array for a while.

After a while, the red-haired ghost redirected the command, and after a while, the artillery adjusted its angle.

Wei Wujun mainly relied on the experience of the gunners, while Xiyi relied on measurement and calculation.

The former cannon can also fight well, experienced gunners, the hit rate is extremely high, but it is difficult to generalize, can not quickly improve the level of the entire artillery team, the latter through standardization and calculation, can make the level of the entire artillery team, probably on the same level.

When Liu Heizi saw the artillery on the mountain, he was not shocked and surprised, the cannon was so heavy, how did Gao Yihuan transport it?

Man Dahai was also startled by the sound of the cannon, and looked at the mountain in a daze, and his face changed instantly.

At this moment, there was another "bang" sound on the mountain, and a three-pound iron bullet roared again.

Before Man Dahai could react, the cannonball hit the shield of a soldier, the shield was shattered instantly, the soldier's chest was smashed into a depression, the cannonball came out through the chest, and with the corpse and flesh, a Qing spearman behind him was smashed upside down, hitting several people in a row.

In the muffled sound of screams and broken bones, several Qing soldiers fell to the ground, and the two soldiers in front of them straightened up suddenly, and then tilted their heads, and then they didn't react at all.

This made Man Dahai look stunned in an instant, the Qing army's formation was too dense, and one cannon smashed and hit a line, causing many casualties in an instant.

Liu Heizi put down the clairvoyant mirror, suddenly picked it up again, and saw that the Qing army had eaten a cannon, and a smile instantly appeared on his face.

"Hahaha~ Brother Gao still has two brushes. The Qing army stood still, and kept eating artillery, and it was time for the Tartars to take the initiative to attack! Liu Heizi's face changed quickly, and he understood Gao Yihuan's intentions at a glance.

Gao Yihuan bombarded the Qing army with artillery, and the Qing army had only two options: retreat and take the initiative to attack.

Retreat, to be covered by Gao Yihuan, Man Dahai will definitely not do it, and take the initiative to attack, Gao Yihuan and Liu Heizi have the advantage of troops, coupled with the support of artillery, the Qing army will inevitably suffer heavy casualties.

For a while, Liu Heizi couldn't help but admire Gao Yihuan again, Gao Yihuan just made a move, and he increased the odds of winning by at least three percent.

The only thing that makes Liu Heizi curious is that this batch of cannons is so far, but it is not a bulky Hongyi cannon, I don't know if Gao Yihuan sells it or not?

After the second artillery hit, the artillery team knew the angle of the artillery, even if the position of the artillery was deviated, it was not a big problem, and the target of the clearing formation was too large, if it was not too outrageous, it would basically be able to hit.

At this time, the red flag on the hill was waved, and a series of deafening artillery sounds suddenly broke out on the artillery array, and the artillery retreated violently, and the white gunpowder smoke covered the mountain, and the roar of the artillery, and the flames spewed out from the muzzle of the guns, just like lightning and thunder.

Nearly twenty cannonballs, roaring out from the mountain, smashed directly into the Qing army's large array, like a meteor shower, startling a group of people and horses in the array, even the brave Qing soldiers, their eyes also leaked fear.

When Liu Bu and his men saw this scene, their hearts fluctuated, and Liu Heizi's heart was beating wildly, imagining that if this cannon hit him, I am afraid that he would really not be able to resist.

At this time, the artillery team finished firing a round and immediately loaded in the smoke, one of the soldiers cleaned the gun chamber with a wet brush, the water vapor evaporated at a high temperature, and there was a "zizi" sound in the gun chamber, and the other soldier loaded a new package of propellant, and then loaded the shell, and the soldier with the brush replaced the brush and compacted the shell.

A gunner in the back pierced the medicine bag from the fire door with a spike, inserted a lead, and the non-commissioned officer holding the torch leaned against the gun, and the lead immediately "swished" into the medicine chamber with a spark.

There was a loud bang, the muzzle of the cannon spewed out orange cannon flames, the gun body and the gun carriage retreated violently, the earth trembled, and the four gunners covered their ears with their hands at the moment of firing the cannon, squatted down, and after the shelling, they immediately stood up again, ready to launch the third round.

In the face of the bombardment of artillery, the Eight Banners Master had eighteen kinds of martial arts, and he couldn't display them, no matter how high the Eight Banners warriors' kung fu was, when a cannon hit, his body was suddenly torn apart.

With the shelling, Man Dahai's face was almost turned into a pig's liver, he only heard the rumbling of artillery on the mountain, and a cannonball smashed into a straight line, and the trajectory of the cannonball was full of stumps and broken bodies, and the blood mist exploded, which made people miserable

At this time, a cannonball happened to fall on Man Dahai's side, directly tearing a Qing soldier apart, and the corpse instantly turned into countless pieces, flying around, and a burst of blood mist sprayed and dispersed, splashing Man Dahai's face.

The shells continued to fly, knocking over several people one after another, leaving stumps and flesh all over the ground, and finally knocking down a war horse before stopping.

Man Dahai heard the screams around him, and saw the injured soldiers curled up in pain, his body tumbling and spasmodic violently, the muscles on his face twitched, and he didn't care who was his grandson, when he roared fiercely, "Ye Chen, you go and knock down that mountain for me, and no one on it will be left, and all of them will be killed~"

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