Chapter 17: Cleaning (Part II)

"Stop! No escape! Where can you escape? The thief called, and no one could get better! The volunteers were in a hurry to move to ten thousand households, waved their scimitars, and cut down two soldiers who turned around and fled one after another. Then the bloody blade threatened.

"Fuck you! Lao Tzu didn't kill the Song people back then! A blue-eyed soldier shouted and curried, shielded his skull, and rushed past him, refusing to stop.

"Lao Tzu has never killed him!"

"Lao Tzu is just a tenant!"

"Lao Tzu's original surname was Li, and he changed his surname to Yan when he became a slave of your family!"

"If you want to go on yourself, Lao Tzu won't do it again, don't do it!"

All around, people kept shouting and fleeing. The Huai'an army is protecting the King of Song, and the King of Song will retaliate after taking Quanzhou, and no one will be able to fall well. This is a consistent excuse used by the Pu clan and the surrounding vassal families to threaten and boost morale. Those Zhuang Ding and young people who didn't know the truth listened to these excuses a lot, and slowly formed a common hatred with the head of the family. However, in the face of the constantly exploding grenades, these excuses suddenly became incomparably pale. Zhuang Ding and the young men quickly discovered that they were actually related to the Pu family, the Yan family, and the Tian family, just the relationship between the landlord and the tenant, the shopkeeper and the man. The hatred and cause and effect provoked by the other party's ancestors are not their own business at all! (Note 1) "Stand still, go up, whoever dares to run, there will be no mercy!" Yan Jiqian was speechless, so he had to lead his cronies and continue to use killing to maintain the military formation. A banker who ran past him couldn't dodge, and he stopped him and slashed into two pieces. Another big food warrior hired by money struggled to resist, but was sandwiched back and forth by two dead soldiers of the Yan family, and quickly fell to the ground. Before they could stop the third deserter, the surroundings were empty in an instant. All the escapees made a decisive detour and left Yan Jiqian and more than 20 of his henchmen on the battlefield.

"Stop, you can run, the monk can't run the temple. After Lao Tzu went back, Yan Jiqian was angry and jumped to threaten. The soldiers who were fleeing for their lives looked at him like a dead man, their eyes full of pity.

"Hide, sir!" A henchman lunged at him from behind, holding him and rolling in a pool of blood. Before the two of them could get away, "Boom! "Boom!" "Boom!" Three more violent explosions rang out. Look at Yan Jiqian and his henchman who died, they were blown apart by three pairs of grenades, and their flesh and blood were blurred. Too dead to die anymore!

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" More grenades were thrown into the formation, and the few who did not retreat were flipped to the ground. A defensive array of wagons and spears quickly crumbled. The disgraced soldiers threw down their weapons and shields and fled for their lives.

"Stop, don't run, go up, go up, whoever dares to run again Lao Tzu will kill his whole family!" The third elder, Tian Dingke, was so anxious that his eyes were red, and he brandished a scimitar and slashed around in the flow of people.

It is necessary to hold on, even if the soldiers of the Yan and Tian families are consumed, they must be on top for one or two more rounds. Otherwise, if the support of the whirlwind cannon is lost, the upper hand that the Una's side has managed to occupy will be regained by Chen Youding with all his might. What awaits the Pu Jiajun next is the end of the annihilation of the entire army.

He was so anxious that he was spewing smoke and fire, but Zhuang Ding and the hired warriors didn't understand the big picture. Try to avoid him and his henchmen, and run around the road. The battle array of carriages and spears could not stop the grenades from bombarding indiscriminately, and the bows and arrows did not pose much threat to the galloping horses. If you don't evacuate quickly, you will now be a mass of broken meat, and you don't have to wait for the whole army to be wiped out.

"Don't run, two legs can't outrun four legs. Resist this round, withstand this round and everyone will have a chance to live! "Great Elder Pu Shiren, his mind is much more active than Tian Dingke's, and he found that he could no longer stabilize his position by killing alone, so he immediately adjusted his strategy.

"Don't run away, everyone withstands this round, only the last round! Let's have a whirlwind cannon! Fifth Elder Pu Shijie also knew that the situation was not good, so he turned most of the whirlwind cannons around and smashed them directly in front of his own position.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" Clusters of orange fires rose from the ground. More than twenty-one steps in front of the position, lakes of fire were burned.

It's a brilliant way to deal with it, taking advantage of the animal's fire-fearing nature. The next wave of Huai'an cavalry rushing over did not wait to get close to the position of the Pujia army, but was forced back by the heat wave, and had to turn their horses' heads to avoid the flames. The grenade that had already ignited the fuse could only be thrown out casually across the lake of fire. In vain, between the lake of fire and the carriage abandoned by the Pujia rout, one ugly mud pit after another was left behind.

"Shoot again, shoot again, seal the left wing with fire for me!" Fifth Elder Pu Shijie made a successful move, and the panic in his heart immediately turned into ecstasy. Waving his arms, he beckoned the Whirlwind Gunners to keep up the good work.

More Greek shells were dropped on the left flank of his own army by the whirlwind cannon, quickly connecting the lake of fire in front of their own army formation into a scorching wall of fire. Fu Youde's attack was once again blocked, and he had to pull the cavalry away again, adjust the formation, and look for opportunities. And the Great Elder Pu Shiren took advantage of this brief opportunity to lead a few preachers and a large group of fanatical believers of the true god to block the deserters in his own team and massacre.

"Don't run, two legs can't outrun four legs. Resist this round, withstand this round and everyone will have a chance to live! ”

"Whoever flees for his life will be severely punished by the true God! The whole family will be thrown into the Fire! ”

"The true God is watching you from the sky, and what you do will verify your loyalty!"

"Die, deserter, die!"

"Kill!"

Under the double threat of bloody slaughter and Hell fire, the fugitives had to slow down for the time being. However, before Pu Shiren had time to be happy, his confidant and favorite general, who had previously taken the lead in looting the Lin family's Zhuangzi, pulled him suddenly, his face as white as death, "My lord, my lord, over there, the Huai'an army, the foot soldiers of the Huai'an army have been killed!" ”

"Ahh Great Elder Pu Shiren turned his head in panic, and his face instantly turned pale and gray. Tom Siding observed carefully, and when they were hurriedly fighting against the cavalry of the Huai'an army, more than 5,000 Huai'an army foot soldiers on the right side of the official road had slowly advanced a large section. The distance between the two sides was reduced to two hundred paces, and they continued to push forward slowly. It's like a moving wall of steel.

In front of the high wall, there are more than 30 four-pound cannons. Each cannon was mounted on an all-iron gun carriage and propelled forward by four strong men. The gun carriage was flanked by a gun commander, two gunners, two loaders, and a striker, constantly judging the distance between the two sides with their eyes as they advanced.

"Whirlwind cannon, whirlwind cannon! Hurry up and turn on the whirlwind cannon! Their wives are too dense. Boom, boom, boom, knock to death! The Third Elder Tian Dingke's face turned pale, and he stammered when he shouted out.

"Shoot the arrows, shoot the arrows, intercept them!" Great Elder Pu Shiren also lost his due composure, and shouted loudly after Tian Dingke.

Two hundred steps, twice the effective range of the feather arrow. But it should definitely be within the range of the Tornado. The Greek fire pot can definitely deal a fatal blow to the Huai'an army lined up in three horizontal formations. But the premise of all this is that the Whirlwind Cannon is prepared in advance. Previously, the Pu family's whirlwind cannon was either facing the Chen family's army, or it was reversed to set fire to his left flank, and now he wants to make adjustments, where is the time?!

I saw that the steel city wall that was slowly moving forward suddenly stopped one hundred and fifty steps away from Pu Shiren's elder banner. Immediately, a long horn sounded behind the Great Wall of Steel, like the first sound of a young dragon soaring into the abyss.

"Woo-woo-woo-woo-" The sound of the horn was over, and the thirty steel-framed steel-wheeled gun trucks had stopped moving in unison. The four strong men who were in charge of pushing the gun carriage pounced on the back half of the gun truck, struggled to press down the tail of the gun, and smashed the fixed anchor under the back of the gun car into the mud. The two school gunners crouched and squatted, quickly shaking the handwheel under the barrel. The cannon commander, who wore a red helmet on his head, narrowed one eye, his right arm was stretched out in front of his right eye, his thumb was raised, and at the same time a series of strange numbers were reported in his mouth, "Two hundred and four in front, three and a half squares up, five and a half squares from the right." Gun No. 1 was calibrated immediately and reported to me when it was in place! ”

"Two hundred and four in front, three and a half squares up, five squares from the right! The No. 2 gun will be calibrated immediately, and it will be reported when it is in place! ”

"Two hundred and thirty-five ahead" rises three squares and three quarters, and the right is five squares for one moment"

"Ahead"

Monotonous and clear sound, repeated in front of the various guns. All the artillery commanders who have been specially trained in the lecture hall report the firing parameters of their artillery under their names in accordance with the artillery drill code of the Huai'an Army.

During the more than two years of recuperation, the Huai'an Army has not only improved its muskets, warships, and artillery, but also greatly improved the quality of its generals at the grassroots level. In particular, the two Guards Brigade and the Independent Artillery Brigade with the largest number of students in the martial arts hall are simply reborn compared with the past.

In Zhu Chongjiu's private evaluation, they are the army he wants. It has always had not only weapons of different eras, but also people of different eras, armies of bones and souls of different eras. Although, today's first dragon roar still looks extremely immature.

The first chirp of the young dragon did not seem very loud in the noisy battlefield. However, the methodical behavior of the young men made several elders of the Pu family and the lecturers shudder. This is not what they expected their opponents to look like, and they expected that the Huai'an army was already estimated to be very strong. But no matter how strong the soldiers and horses are, their performance should not fall behind everyone's knowledge. It's nothing more than a scramble when charging and an orderly retreat.

Today, what they see is a completely different style. Not only could they not find any reference in their previous memories, and they could not even imagine it. Those Huai'an teenagers are surprisingly calm and attentive. They didn't seem to see the Pu family army one hundred and fifty away. I didn't see the sky-high eagle feathers that shot in a panic. Although one hundred and fifty paces has exceeded the effective range of the feather arrows. But, how could they be sure that none of the feathered arrows happened to catch up with the tailwind? How could they guarantee that the Pu Jiajun would not suddenly charge?

"Whirlwind cannon, whirlwind cannon. The third child of the Pu family, hurry up and set the fire! "I couldn't figure out what the other party was doing, but Tian Dingke, the third elder of the Pu family, instinctively expected the catastrophe to come. Squatting down, stomping his feet and crying.

"Whirlwind cannon, hurry, hurry, push, push, wind, wind!" Fifth Elder Pu Shijie was also nervous with a face full of oil and sweat, and he stammered and repeated.

"Let's push, let's push, don't stand, don't stand stupidly!" Tian Dingke wiped the sweat and tears from his face, bent down and rushed to the nearest gun carriage. "Preachers, believers of the true God, the time has come to test you!"

"Together, together!" The fifth elder, Pu Shijie, stiffly repeated. Then he pouted his ass and pushed the nearest whirlwind cannon. The wooden gun mount, pushed by him and two other fanatics, struggled to turn around. The cannon pocket that had been fired was pulled back again, and the wooden wheel on the left side of the cannon body was quickly shaken, driving the twisted string to slowly accumulate power

"Let's all come together. God is watching us! The fanatics in the team gritted their teeth and suppressed the fear in their hearts, and ran one after another to help move the tornado cannon cart.

Whether they can use the whirlwind cannon to fight the artillery of the Huai'an army, no one has a bottom in their hearts. But at the very least, it can create another wall of fire with the right wing of the official road. In that case, perhaps the gunners of the Huai'an army will be disturbed, and they themselves will have the option to move forward or backward.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Several preacherents urged loudly beside them, while they kept standing on tiptoe and watching the movements of the Huai'an army. For the first time, everyone felt that the preparation time of the Cyclone Cannon, which was usually known for its convenience, was so long.

The Huai'an army's four-pound cannon has quickly begun to report the number. "I'm afraid I'm going to adjust it!" "No. 2 gun adjusted in position", "No. 3 gun", "No. 4"

"Gun No. 1, fire!" Huang Suo, the commander of the No. 1 gun, waved his arm decisively and shouted loudly.

He is the grandson of Huang Lao, the director of the Huaiyang Industrial Bureau, and he only graduated from the Jiangwutang Artillery Department this summer. Influenced by his grandfather, he regretted that his father had to stay in the workshop as a foreman because he had no talent. As for his uncle, who is prosperous because he fiddles with artillery, he is regarded as an idol in life. Today, it is finally his turn to wash away his father's shame, how can he be willing to give up the glory of the first shot to others?

"Boom!" Just as he looked forward to it, the muzzle of the No. 1 four-kilogram curved ray rifled cannon spewed out milky white smoke, and a flowering bullet with soft lead wrapped in soft lead was pushed into the air at high speed by the gas produced by the deflagration of granular propellant. The hot surface of the cannonball evaporates the moisture of the air directly, leaving an elegant white trail behind it. The high-speed rotating projectile body rushed down from mid-air before the smoke from the muzzle of the gun was blown away by the wind, and smashed into the Greek fire pot pile beside Pu Shijie, "Boom! ”

"Boom!" A mushroom-shaped black cloud rose into the sky. Bright white flames tumbled in the clouds. Under the black clouds, dozens of Greek fire canisters, two whirlwind gun carriages, and people within ten paces around the whirlwind gun carriage were all missing!