Chapter Forty-Nine: Artillery!
The tens of thousands of catties of bronze that were looted from where in the south of the Yangtze River have been cast, and more than 30 cannons have been cast.
This time, Shi Jin brought all of them to Liaodong, just to explore the most suitable tactics for the present through actual combat.
He saw the tribal warrior charging towards him with a shield in his left hand and heavy weapons such as axes and hammers in his right hand.
Shi Jin's raised hand was immediately put down, and he shouted loudly: "Fire!" β
Hearing the order, the torches held by the artillerymen of the Liangshan Firearms Battalion immediately lit the fuse.
As the fuse burns out, bam! Bang! Bang......
A series of muffled voices rang out, smoke rose from the bronze cannon muzzles, and more than thirty iron bullets rushed straight into the tribal allies with a piercing sound of breaking wind.
He had always thought that the enemy was trying to rely on the heavy armor to resist in front and hinder the attack of his cavalry, and then the archers would bring death to his side.
That's why he held his shield in his hand, just to resist the rain of arrows and rush down in front of the enemy.
As soon as they are killed in front of them, even if the enemy is wearing heavy armor and using the impact of the horses and heavy weapons, they will gouge through their heads with hammers and awls, and crush their corpses with the hooves of horses.
Tear through the opponent's defenses, terrify the enemy, and let the enemy escape.
All that's left is to follow the enemy closely behind and reap their lives!
Thinking of the scene of arbitrarily cutting off the enemy's head, his adrenogen soared, and his eyes were full of fanaticism. Excited, he wielded it with a heavy cone and roared.
The battle intent of the Te Zhuotu stimulated many people and tribal warriors, and they all roared angrily.
Just as they were frantically shouting to kill Song Dog, a somewhat familiar, but somewhat different voice sounded.
Immediately after that, they saw black shadows rushing towards them like lightning.
Even if you ignore the hot temperature on the iron bullet, the high-speed impact of the gunpowder explosion alone is not something that ordinary flesh can resist.
The cavalry of the tribal alliance that rushed to the front was instantly broken into two pieces by the 20-pound iron bullet, and the iron bullet pierced three people in a straight line, and the last Yu Wei still punched a cavalryman wearing leather armor into the chest, and that person was also directly sent out.
After falling to the ground, the cavalryman's broken ribs were inserted into the lungs, causing internal bleeding. He was slowly tortured to death in this severe pain.
In one time, the Horde allies suffered seventy or eighty casualties.
This round of shelling instantly made the frenzied battle intent of the warriors of the tribal allies cold.
His eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief, how could this be?
None of them had come back to their senses, and the inertia of the horses still supported them to continue to rush forward.
After a round of bombardment, Shi Jin roared: "The artillery battalion is equipped with flowering shells, the archers are free to shoot, the heavy armor is ready, and the cavalry battalion is ready!" β
With Shi Jin's order, the artillery of the artillery battalion began to get busy.
Each bronze cannon was equipped with six artillerymen, who were busy filling the chambers with water and extinguishing the fires.
Then use a wooden stick tied with a dry cloth to reach into the barrel to dry, and then fill it with gunpowder and combustibles, and stuff the shell.
At the same time, it is necessary to adjust the gun carriage,
After firing, the serious deviation of the artillery mount under the recoil of gunpowder was created, re-corrected.
By the time the enemy had rushed a hundred paces in front of the formation, the artillery had just finished being installed.
As soon as it was loaded, the bronze artillery immediately fired.
For a while, there was another group of people in the tribal alliance army, but this time it was a flowering shell, and the cannonball exploded directly in the tribal alliance, and nearly 100 people were directly blown into hedgehogs.
In some cases, the entire head was blown up by the shell.
There are also some who are lucky, they were just thrown off the horse, but lying on the ground, looking at the severed limbs and broken arms that were blown up, and the red intestines flowing out of the stomach, and the brains of Baihuahu Lake flowing out of the skull, many people directly lay on the ground and vomited.
Two rounds of shelling in a row, the ferocious power of the artillery, which could be directly pierced, made the soldiers of the Tribal Alliance Army terrified.
They were terrified in their hearts, and many of them tightened their horses, not daring to continue the charge.
Shi Jin saw that the speed of the charge of the Tribal Alliance Army had slowed down, and he knew that the enemy had lost his fighting spirit, so he hurriedly shouted: "Heavy armor attack, give them the final blow!" β
With the marshal's order, the five hundred heavily armored soldiers, led by Lu Zhishen, launched a charge towards the alliance army of the tribe.
These heavy armored soldiers are all strong men carefully selected from Lu Zhishen in the new barracks, and all of them are three thick and five strong.
Shi Jin saw that these were all good seedlings, so he gave them all the heavy armor of the Song army captured from the treasury of Shandong Qizhou.
Wearing an iron helmet, wearing iron armor, iron arms, and an iron skirt, his face is covered with an iron mask, only his eyes, ears, mouth and nose are exposed, and his whole body armor weighs 65 pounds.
They all have a unified chopping knife, with a blade three feet long, a handle two feet long, and a weight of twenty catties.
With armor and a sword, each heavily armored soldier is almost 100 catties covered in his body.
In order for the heavily armored soldiers to be proficient in wielding knives, they had to run around the training ground three times a day wearing sackcloth loaded with 100 pounds of stones.
Normally, these armors were transported by horse-drawn carriages, and they only needed to be worn when they went to battle.
Because the armor of the heavy armor is too heavy, it is impossible to easily move the direction. Therefore, the heavy armor has always been dispatched only in the field, and at the most important time of attack.
As soon as the order was given, the heavily armored soldiers began to "march like a wall" unhurriedly in a neat phalanx.
As long as the commander does not give the order to stop, they must move forward fearlessly. Even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of them, they must move forward without looking back.
Under the leadership of the main general Lu Zhishen, the heavy armor soldiers stepped forward like Mount Tai.
Although the Liangshan army was infantry, the enemy was cavalry. But the heavy armor didn't care at all. To them, they were nothing more than a flock of scared and trembling lambs.
When the horse chopping knife was wielded, those tribal alliance army soldiers who wanted to use a heavy hammer to inflict heavy damage on the Liangshan army at the beginning were directly cut in half in front of the horse chopping knife that the Liangshan army fell!
The slasher rises and falls, and flesh and blood overflow.
Luckily, although he was at the forefront, he missed both rounds of shelling.
But that was the end of his good fortune.
Lu Zhishen, who rushed to the front, saw the Tu Tetu, he raised the crescent shovel and smashed it down, and the Tutu instinctively wanted to raise the hammer and cone to resist.
Although the hammer cone weighs twenty or thirty pounds, where is the opponent of the crescent moon shovel made of betel iron in Lu Zhishen's hand and weighing sixty-two pounds.
With a single blow, the hammer cone in his hand was directly knocked back, and the crescent shovel swept heavily in his face.
His eyes bulged out of his sockets, staring at Lu Zhishen, and he didn't blink!
Lu Zhishen is eight feet long and has a waist of ten girths. Blood stained his body, dripping blood from his beard, and his murderous aura made him look like a demon.
The alliance leader was killed in battle, and the tribal alliance army, which was already afraid, fell into their own melee in horror under the charge of this heavy armor soldier.
Originally, this alliance army was formed by the warriors of various tribes, but now seeing that the Song army is ferocious, they have no courage to continue fighting, and each tribe is for their own selfish desires, each taking care of their own lives.
In the past, when the Liao army faced the Song army, and the attack was frustrated for a while, they would take advantage of the Song army's lack of war horses to withdraw their troops first and fight again at a later date, or simply take advantage of the vast territory of the Liao State and use the tactics of the Qing Dynasty to drag down the Song army. Wait until the Song army is tired before attacking.
But now they are facing the Liang Shan army, not the real Song army.
Shi Jin wouldn't give them a chance to regain their strength, he shouted: "The cavalry battalion is attacking!" β
Shi Wengong, Pang Wanchun, Dong Ping, and Luan Tingyu, the four generals of the Ma Army, saw that the other generals were killing the enemy, and they had long been itchy.
Now that they heard that the marshal had finally given the order, they who had been waiting anxiously for a long time suddenly knocked their horses and led their men and horses to rush towards the enemy.
Five hundred cavalry formed a five-small cone, and Shi Wengong led the soldiers who were selected from the entire Liangshan Army to be skilled in archery and equestrianism, and trained cavalry who could ride and shoot.
They took the lead in attacking, drawing their bows and arrows, and the sky rained down on the tribal allies who showed their backs.
The Utt tribe was at the forefront before, but now it is at the end. They suffered first.
Seven or eight warriors were suddenly hit by arrows and fell off their horses, and the already chaotic team became even more panicked. Many warriors of the Utt tribe were panicked because they wanted to jump and run, and they collided with each other, causing a lot of obstruction.
At this time, the cavalry led by Dong Ping and Luan Tingyu rushed into the enemy's formation, like chopping waves, killing a bloody path in the crowd, and everywhere they passed, there were dead and wounded everywhere, and the screams echoed in the sky.
The tribal alliance that has completely collapsed simply does not have the courage to turn back and fight again with the Liangshan army, and their only thought now is to escape from here on horseback as soon as possible, and get as far away from these demons as possible!
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