The soldiers of the infantry battalion of the Pingyu army were eating, drinking, and mobilizing morale.

The car and artillery battalion and the baggage battalion, which are very close to each other, are also a busy scene.

Barrels of gunpowder were brought out and placed in front of the battle or simply carried in the car. Small firearms have fixed gun emplacements on the car, and slightly larger guns also have gun compartments, although they are very clumsy compared to the later cast artillery, but in the decisive battle of this fixed position, the disadvantages of clumsiness are not so obvious.

But Bai Wenlu relied on it very much, thinking it was a treasure, but it was the four bronze cannons that he secretly brought out.

Two six-pounder guns, two nine-pounder guns.

All the members of the artillery crew arrived at the first time, the breechers held the breeching rods, standing on both sides of the muzzle, and then the bomb carrier, the gun commander, the deputy sentinel, the main gunner, the deputy gunner, and the artillery crew of a full twenty people was very well equipped, and it was very easy to serve the four small guns in front of them.

Compared with the thousands of catties of artillery of the Ming and Qing armies, and even up to 7,000 catties, these cannons can of course only be regarded as little brothers.

Fortunately, although the gun body is not heavy, the caliber and shells plus the artillery group training are the three best treasures of the artillery battalion of the Pingyu Army.

Whether it is the Qing army or the Ming army, it has lagged behind Taixi in the use of artillery. Zhu Cihong was brave after knowing his shame, and at this time he was not afraid to worship the Yiren and abandon the mentality of a great country, and the artillery of the fourth battalion was already considerable.

"Lord Gong, Zhang Biaotong has sent an order over there, and the artillery team will defeat the enemy's sharp first, please show me, is it feasible?"

This time, the Pingyu army went north, and the establishment committee really had some problems. The commander of the army is Sun Chuanting, but for specific things, the Taibao is not good at interfering with the internal operation of the Pingyu army.

As for the baggage and vehicle artillery battalions, they were nominally under the unified command of Gong Dingyu, a civilian official, after all, sometimes the baggage was the march of large carts, and it was very convenient for them to take care of each other with the vehicle and artillery battalions.

This should be a way to save trouble, and it can be regarded as a helpless move.

Fortunately, Gong Dingyu is very knowledgeable, and now that he is watching the smoke and dust rise in the north, it is obvious that a large Qing army is about to attack, and at this juncture, he has no intention of pretending to be a Confucian general.

Don't talk about the Qing Army Brigade, even if it is a small group of galloping and roaring rangers, Gong Dingyu is also frightened.

After all, he is a scholar!

"What I have seen today, if I can successfully return to the south, I will definitely remember it in the form of a line!"

At this time, what he wanted to do was actually the matter of words, and when he thought that his experience was known by Gu Mei and others, and the envy of his friends in the Restoration Society, it was enough to comfort his life.

Since these thoughts are in place, it is even more unnecessary to interfere with the command of the former enemy generals.

At the moment, he only said happily to Bai Wenlu: "Please, when I go out of the camp to invite the battle, I will beat the drum and cheer for all the soldiers!" ”

The boss is like this, and everyone will be excited. Gong Dingyu is just a scholar, so calm and agitated, what else can everyone say?

Bai Wenlu came to this point to look at those ranger scouts, who not only had the role of cutting off the reconnaissance of the Ming army, but also had the important task of disrupting the Ming army's camp.

If there is no cavalry to drive them in, they can constantly use the advantage of horse speed to disturb, as long as galloping closer, shoot a few arrows, the poorly trained or demoralized Ming army will cause disturbance, and the generals will arrange the formation, which will also be greatly disturbed.

This is also the reason why the Ming army is incompetent to send scout cavalry to fight, if it has been disturbed and reconnoitred by the enemy's scout cavalry and disrupted the queue, this battle will not have to be fought again.

"Seven hundred steps, five hundred and fifty steps, five hundred steps......"

Zhao Jiyuan is the commander of the nine-pounder cannon, a native of Chuzhou, Huai'an, and is in his forties this year.

In the ordinary malnourished Ming people, Zhao Jiyuan is tall and big, with white skin and a few strands of beard under his chin, and he still looks like a fairy wind and bones.

Unlike ordinary soldiers from the countryside, the composition of the artillery crew is much more complex.

The general support staff are also ordinary lads, but the origin of the core members is very complicated. This kind of thing is inexperienced, and the one who can really learn quickly and master the core technology has to be an old man like Zhao Jiyuan.

As a former feng shui gentleman, Zhao Jiyuan eats well, is white and tall, and also mastered first-hand surveying and mapping techniques to join the artillery, and quickly learned useful knowledge from Taixi instructors, and he is well versed...... This time, his income has risen by about ten times, from a feng shui gentleman who cheats to eat and drink, and a liar-like character who will be shouted and beaten by everyone if he doesn't get it right, now he has also put on a straight artillery uniform, and has become an artillery commander and deputy of the artillery team at the same level as the sentry officer, with a monthly salary of a full twenty-six yuan, not counting all kinds of subsidies!

The income of a few hundred taels of silver a year is worth a year of hard work in the past, how can this artillery commander not work hard?

The role of silver money, coupled with the fact that he had fired hundreds of cannons during training in Qingjiang, now Cannon Commander Zhao's movements and ability to measure targets are thousands of miles away, and they are almost hand-to-hand.

The cavalry of the Qing army seemed to be a little tired after going around, and they happened to gallop straight towards the Ming army camp.

Of course, at the distance they thought was safe, every time they galloped, these cavalry would never cross the range of less than four hundred paces, and at this distance, the Ming army's bows and arrows and firearms were useless, and no matter how powerful they were, they could not reach the galloping cavalry.

As for small artillery or something, it's not easy to aim at dynamic targets at such a long distance, even if it's really shitty luck, this distance is too far for small firearms, and the lethality is very limited.

Moreover, if the Ming army sent cavalry out, these Qing army scouts would also be able to retreat.

This time they were a little tired, but they could also see the smoke and dust behind them, and the main army was about to come up, so they were a little relaxed in their mentality.

This is the same as all ordinary people, even on a dangerous battlefield, once they see that their side has an advantage, or a strong back to lean on, people will let their guard down.

If it was against the ordinary Ming army, it would not be a big deal for these scouts to relax for a moment, but this time, they asked for their own surname.

When the gun commander was measuring the range, he would also order the gunners to fine-tune the position of the muzzle, and after Zhao Jiyuan determined the distance for the last time and calculated the delay, his right arm suddenly waved down, and said loudly in a resolute, indisputable tone: "Gun crew, No. 2 shell, salvo!" ”

The so-called No. 1 bullet, No. 2 bullet, and No. 3 bullet are the self-proclaimed shells inside the artillery crew, the No. 1 bullet is a solid bullet, which is a sleek iron ball that is easy to fire and kill, and the No. 2 bullet is a shotgun, and the shell is filled with countless iron filings and other materials, which explode in mid-air, and the power is very amazing.

The No. 3 bullet is a chain bullet, which is not used on this battlefield for the time being.

As Zhao Jiyuan's arm fell, the main gunner of the four guns immediately lit the lead, and the lead made a popping sound on the barrel, and the orange fire burned rapidly, igniting the gun's medicine pool, and at this moment, all the gunners covered their ears.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"

The four cannons let out an astonishing roar almost at the same time, first a ball of fire burst out from the cannon, and then a barely visible cannonball flew out, and in the blink of an eye, it flew out of the camp, making a sharp roar in mid-air, and flew towards the still ignorant and invincible Qing army scouts.

At this time, white smoke came out of the muzzle again, but it was not thick.

After the artillery was improved, after each shot, the smoke disappeared and was replaced by a thin, thin light fog that rose in a curling way.

The first shell exploded on the top of a bunch of Qing troops' heads, and a leader bore the brunt of it, and a large piece of iron directly cut off half of his head, and the people who were still roaring and shouting just now, and the people who were chatting and laughing with their subordinates lost their heads in an instant, leaving only their bodies in cotton armor swaying on horseback.

"Cannon, the Southern Barbarian has fired."

A bunch of Tartars reacted at this time, but it was too late.

The buzzing pieces of iron flew everywhere, and the power of the high speed caused by the high explosion was simply amazing, and countless pieces of iron hit the human head, the eyes, the forehead, the throat, the chest, the belly, the thighs...... Anyone who could enter the place where the object was contained was hit, and then there were loud screams and wails, and many people screamed in pain, and they were knocked over on horseback, and then they rolled around desperately in the place with their mouths wide open, trying to relieve the pain in this way, but the pain was still intense, and many people died in this intense and irrelievable pain, and when they died, the wounds on their bodies were still bleeding, and the eyes were wide open, and the death was extremely painful and miserable.

These Qing soldiers who acted as scout horses did not wear heavy armor, because they had to gallop on horses, and the speed of galloping would be affected by heavy armor, so many people were a layer of cotton armor without inlaid iron sheets, or a leather armor, at this time, under the blow of shrapnel, the thin armor stomach had no protective ability, and these people were all shaved flesh and blood, and the air was not only filled with the sweet smell of blood, but also a large number of severed limbs and things cut off from the human body, including meat slices, bones and a bunch of messy things.

"Vomit ......"

Gong Dingyu, who was standing on a high place to watch the battle, was unfortunately a person with super eyesight, not only did he have super good eyesight, but he was also very excited to watch the results of the bombardment with a clairglass.

When he was in the battalion, he often watched the training of artillerymen, and thought that he was half a martial artist.

But at this moment, seeing countless living beings dying in such a cruel and even tyrannical way, and when his eyes were full of human blood and the image of separation of flesh and blood, the scribe still vomited very decisively.

"It's too cruel......

After vomiting for a long time, Gong Dingyu felt that his ears were buzzing again, he looked at the artillery group around him, the gunners were cleaning the gun chamber with the breech cleaning lever, and the faces of each artilleryman were filled with a very happy expression.

When Gong Dingyu vomited, the members of the artillery crew worked together to fire a second shell, and now they are cleaning the chamber, carrying the shells, and loading the gunpowder, everything is orderly and extremely happy.

(To be continued)