As a dense sound of shooting sounded on the mountain beam, the two battalions of northern soldiers who had been killing the hill with great momentum just now were beaten to the point that people were overturned on their backs, and the dead and wounded soldiers rolled down the hillside, and by the way, they also knocked over more of their own people, and the hillside was full of soldiers of the Northern Army lying on the ground for a while. Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest update said that it was too late and that it was fast, and I didn't know how the artillery of the Southern Army was loaded so quickly, and the smoke of the musket salvo here had not yet dissipated, and the rumble of artillery firing was heard again from the mountain beam.

With the previous shooting, the gunners have a corresponding understanding of their guns, although the artillery at this time does not have a technology tree such as the so-called ballistic shooting table, and the number of shots in ordinary training is not much, but the experience can be accumulated, and now the shooting of this round is much more accurate.

The artillery crews of the Confederate Army were trained by Medeno instructors, and their shells were filled with iron sand wrapped in silk cloth instead of the sand that had been thrown into them at will. Such genuine shotguns swept past the northerners who had not yet been knocked over by the musket salvo just now, and suddenly there were few people left on the entire hillside who could still stand, everyone was splashed with blood, and the stumps and broken arms were flying in the air, and more shotguns flew directly to the northern army camp in the valley because they failed to hit people on the hillside. Because the ridge to the Northern Army camp was only two hundred meters, the shotgun still retained enough power at such a distance, and the originally crowded crowd below had an effect that they had not been able to think of before.

Originally, as a battle-hardened veteran, he should not be afraid of blood and corpses, but in front of the cannons and muskets of the Southerners, his own men were killed like mowing grass in this unknown valley. These soldiers were not sent to the front to consume the enemy's ammunition cannon fodder at the beginning of the battle, and those cannon fodder were not the soldiers of the South Bank Army in the past, but the strong men captured during the plundering of South Annan, and they did not feel distressed at all when they died, especially the soldiers of the South Bank Army, I hate that they will die more, so as not to disobey the command. But now the soldiers who are harvested in front of the cannons and muskets are their own soldiers, and these are the capital of their own fortune! Many of them are veterans who have followed them since childhood, and now dying like this is equivalent to throwing gold into the dung pit.

"Handsome! Let's withdraw! A partial general came over and asked, and several lieutenants next to him nodded in agreement, "Yes, big handsome!" We don't have enough soldiers now! "Handsome! This situation is no longer combatable, and the troops must be withdrawn! ”

"Instructor! A lot of people gathered there! An artilleryman shouted at a blonde, blue-eyed instructor of the Northern Army beside him, and the instructor looked around, and sure enough, in the enemy formation, there was a group of brightly armored people arguing about something. Originally, this situation was not too conspicuous, but after the shelling just now, a large number of enemies were beaten by the shelling, the cavalry dismounted, the infantry bent down, and these people were still chatting there in clear armor, this must be the commander of the Yankees.

Not far away, the ball is cold, and the main Ji is cold

"Aim!" The instructor shouted a loud order, and the gunners quickly aimed at the target specified by the instructor just now using the method taught by the usual Medeno instructors, "Fire!" ”

Of course, even if he could say the last sentence, it didn't mean much, and there was not a single living person within six or seven meters of him.

This shooting caused a standstill in the command system of the Northern Army, and the commander-in-chief of the army, the high-ranking officers, and even the heralds were all wiped out together, so that it was a few minutes before the soldiers found out that their officers were missing.

It is no exaggeration to use the word avalanche to describe this rout, the previously menacing Northern Army has lost its previous arrogance at this moment, and even a few small officers who originally planned to block it chose to take the lead in escaping after seeing the fleeing crowd. The high-ranking officers were basically killed at the moment, they did not have the ability to command the army to fight, and they did not have the consciousness to fight until the last moment for North Annan, and of course they were at the forefront of the escape at this moment.

The battlefield is now full of piles of corpses, both the Northern Army and the Southern Army, broken weapons are thrown everywhere, the soil and hay of the battlefield are stained with blood and a strange black and red, and the stream on one side is dyed red by the flowing blood after the stream flows through, and the chief instructor who commanded the four infantry battalions to block the main attack of the Northern Army at the forefront only breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, and said quietly, "Finally won the ......"

Not far away, the ghost Sun Qiu Mo Gu Chak

Just now, in order to speed up the reloading, the unskilled Annan gunners knocked over a lot of gunpowder canisters. Due to the previous purpose of concealment, the artillerymen of the Southern Army did not clear too many bushes, but relied on these bushes to conceal themselves. From the previous day when the battlefield was laid out to the present, many of the bushes that had been cleared and re-piled have completely dried up, and many of the scrambled loaders have filled too much gunpowder during the final reloading just now. Most of the final salvos erupted long tongues of fire from the muzzles, igniting the bushes next to them. Although the soldiers were trying to extinguish the fire from the beginning, flames ignited the powder canisters that had fallen to the ground, followed by a large number of powder canisters piled up on the side and exploded at the same time.

The remaining no more than 800 people are all the existing main forces of the Southern Army, and it is basically impossible to use such an army to fight against the other legions of the Northern Army, because the other party is not a fool, and the Northern Army will not be like this again after encountering such a "textbook" type of flanking attack, so the future battle between the North and the South must be tough with the Northern Army in order to win, and these armies at hand will definitely not be enough. Thinking of this, the chief instructor took off the turban on his head, scratched it vigorously in his blonde hair, and turned his head to look south.