Chapter 296: Can you turn the tables?

The archer in Fu Renjian's mouth is a gift specially prepared by Liu Tingfeng for the Daheng Tianlin Army. Now it is used to deal with the Sichuan Army, which shows that Fu Renjian and Liu Tingfeng attach great importance to the Sichuan Army.

The sharpshooters, that is, the soldiers of the Sharpshooter Battalion, were ready to shoot arrows according to Fu Renji's orders.

Each of them has their own goals in their eyes.

In Liu Tingfeng's harsh training, they developed a tacit understanding that they would not shoot two arrows at the same enemy.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Fu Ren seized the gap between the artillery crews and gave an order.

The soldiers, known as the archers, naturally have a high level of attainment in bows and arrows. They can't pass through Yang in a hundred steps, and they can't guarantee that an arrow will hit the enemy's Adam's apple. But they, in training, did more than seven adults and every arrow hit the enemy.

This is already a high probability, and all the archers on this battlefield may be embarrassed if they hear about their achievements.

No more than the deafening sound of muskets and cannons being fired, there was only the sound of arrows breaking through the air after they were let go of the bowstring.

In other words, the sound of breaking the air is enough to attract the attention of many people.

And now, with the addition of artillery to the battlefield, it has turned this place into a noisy purgatory.

Some people didn't even notice that in mid-air, hundreds of arrows were like green swallows, slashing gracefully.

The swallows here do not bring spring, but the harvest of death.

Fortunately, Chen Baichuan had considered the long-range blocking of archers and artillery before, and when arranging the positions of artillery men, he tried to choose a concealed and covered position.

The archers deserve to be the archers.

The archers are not worthy of the title of archers at all, and a third of their arrows hit!

The artillery crews of the Sichuan Army, which numbered less than 100, lost six people in this one face. And the other soldiers, either for the more important artillerymen to block the bow and arrow, or happened to be the target of the soldiers of the Qingguo Divine Arrow Battalion, there were also more than 20 people who were shot.

Things are changing rapidly on the battlefield, and the soldiers of the Divine Arrow Battalion are not sure whether the guys who were hit by the arrow are all dead.

They also have no definite plans, according to the dogma of the Divine Arrow Battalion, the enemy who cannot be killed by the first arrow does not need to be cared for, and it is true that the enemy of the next arrow is taken care of.

Calmness is a must-have quality for them.

The eyes of each of the soldiers of the Divine Arrow Battalion were cold and concentrated, and there was not a trace of other emotions contained in them. Whether it's actually done or just on the surface. Anyway, it looks like each of them is a poisonous snake lurking on the ground.

After Fu Renjian gave the order, the vipers showed their fangs and attacked quickly.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Fu Ren saw that the gunners stood before the guns were back, and seemed to intend to continue firing. He decisively gave the order to shoot arrows again.

This time, the arrows still made the soldiers of the Sichuan Army feel palpitations, but the power was much weaker than the previous one.

The previous arrow was caught off guard because the attention of the soldiers of the Sichuan Army was not there. This time was different, after seeing the accuracy of the bow and arrows of the Divine Arrow Battalion, no one could ignore the arrows flying in mid-air.

When the arrows are carefully guarded, their power naturally decreases.

This time, the bow and arrow still hit about a third of the men, but none of them were gunners. And the other people who were shot were more often not shot to the point.

With the soldiers of the Divine Arrow Battalion as cover, the elite army under Fu Renjian was getting closer and closer to Chen Baichuan's temporary camp.

Because of the presence of sharpshooters, the gunners shot much less frequently. The obstacles suffered by the Qingguo soldiers were greatly reduced.

Seeing this, Chu Hui said anxiously: "My lord, how about this, if we keep a complete queue before they come closer, I'm afraid our musketeers won't be able to pose enough threat to them." ”

Eat the first line of the long and one wise, this time the Qingguo soldiers did not hesitate to carry heavy loads, and the soldiers in the front row of the queue carried a heavy shield with them. That exaggerated thickness might really be able to block the musket!

At that time, if the musket could not break the enemy's onslaught, the fate of the Chen soldiers could be imagined.

Under such circumstances, Chen Baichuan finally came to his senses and shouted: "Send some soldiers to immediately dismantle the cart carrying the artillery and remove the wooden planks on it." The people of Qingguo can bring shields, and so can we! ”

Chen Baichuan remembered armored vehicles from another world.

He didn't have time to give the artillery armor that looked like it was seeping, so he could only ask for something simple, a small layer of protection for the gunners.

A cart was able to remove two thick planks, which were thick enough to withstand enemy arrows. With this barrier, the safety of the gunners is guaranteed.

Anyway, it will soon be time for the spring flowers to bloom, when the frozen rivers will melt and ships will be able to drive in.

When the time comes, the aid from the Land of Longxing will continue to be sent.

Cannonballs or something, so many!

Chen Baichuan viciously ordered: "Open the cannon, open the cannon!" Shoot at me in a crowded place, don't give me cannonballs, this battle must bring out the prestige of the Sichuan Army. Just 10,000 people dare to come up against us! ”

There was a touch of madness on his immature face, and it was this madness that was particularly incendiary.

When the artillerymen heard their order, they were also infected by fanaticism.

Regardless of the stock of shells, they began to frantically export firepower. The round shells easily exploded a big hole in the camp of the Qing army.

In that hole, there must be a blur of flesh and blood, and in more serious cases, you can even smell the smell of meat.

Disgusting, the power of the artillery made the Qing soldiers feel extremely disgusting.

They are not afraid of life and death, but if they are human beings, human beings will have emotions.

The artillery turned their emotions into fear, into cringe, and their combat effectiveness, under the resistance of the artillery, decreased in a straight line.

However, Chen Baichuan knew in his heart that lowering was not enough.

Once they break through the artillery bombardment zone, their morale may be doubled.

It was necessary to bomb them all at this time to the point that they would be terrified at the sight of artillery, so that the war could be won without much effort.

He played well in his calculations, but Qingjun would not obediently obey.

Fu Renjian observed the situation of the commander of the Sichuan military camp, and at the same time went crazy. He shouted loudly: "Disperse for me, the team will disperse!" ”

The soldiers also understood that they could save their lives by spreading out in formation.

Under the bombardment of artillery, they who had no master, heard Fu Renjian's order, and the tiger was regarded as a life-saving straw, and they scattered vigorously.