Chapter 90: The Bandit Elite

The artillery phalanx was in front of Yang Tingjian, less than thirty meters away, and they had already placed the sub-guns of the Shenwei artillery in the barrel.

"Ignition ......"

The sound of "dong dong" cannon rang out continuously, and the pig iron projectiles fired carried the sound of "ho ho" and smashed at the running bandits.

The screams of "Ahhh

Fortunately, the team of the bandits charging was more chaotic, but a round of artillery was thirty-six pig iron projectiles, that is, thirty-six blood grooves, and the charging bandits suffered more than 100 casualties in the first round of artillery bombardment, and those who did not die screamed miserably on the ground.

The chasing life was almost hit by the father of the pig iron projectile, but a brother next to him was quick to move the chase to the side, and after a "swish", the brother who was chasing the life didn't even shout his mother, and was directly beaten in two by the Sente projectile, and his intestines flowed to the ground.

Chasing life immediately understood, this is his brother sacrificing his life to save him! Chasing for life screamed:

"Brother...... What's wrong with you......"

His brother was too dead to die," ah...... The owner of the village will help you get revenge...... Help you kill a few Brocade Eagle Dogs......"

Chasing the order to put down the brother who saved him, he took the sword in his hand and quickly followed the group of bandits.

The round of shelling just now has terrified these bandits, and they want to turn around and run away! But behind their buttocks was a fire that soared to the sky, and it was not pleasant to be burned to death by the fire, and the pain before death was not something that people could bear.

This was killed by the cannon, it was an instant relief, of course, if you were unlucky, and you were beaten to the point that you were missing arms and legs, it was also very painful, and that was the case with the thieves who screamed on the ground.

Yang Tingjian had to let the artillery see blood, and soon the first round of shelling was over, and the bandits only rushed to a distance of more than 600 meters from the phalanx.

All the artillerymen immediately removed the sub-guns and replaced them with another sub-gun that had been loaded with ammunition, and each Shenwei gun had ten sub-guns, which were loaded with ammunition in advance and could be fired at any time.

In an instant, the second round of shelling began again, and the sound of "dong dong" cannons came and went, and the sound of "ho ho" projectiles made people's hearts palpitate, and the charging bandits suddenly appeared in the crowd as if they had been cut wheat.

In fact, these bandits have already dispersed, but these officers and soldiers have no intention of surrendering at all! This cannon is simply endless, even if they want to surrender, there is no chance!

"Big brother...... Eldest brother...... I can't surrender in a fight! ”

When the second village lord saw the wounded soldiers and corpses all over the ground, he was already frightened, and hurriedly rushed to the side of the chasing life, pleading loudly, but the chasing life was already lost at this time, and he was willing to listen.

"Whew......" The head of the second village master was cut off by a chasing sword, and the "bang" fell to the ground and turned around, the eyes of the second village master were still open, and he couldn't die!

"Who dares to surrender...... The second owner of the village is his end...... Kill. ”

Two rounds of shelling caused more than 300 bandits to be killed and wounded, and those who died were also relieved, and those who did not die were very miserable, holding their mutilated arms and legs, rolling on the ground in pain, and the terrible screams resounded in the sky, making the remaining bandits even more distracted.

But behind the buttocks is a fire, and although the dead grass under their feet does not grow, it will burn the same! If you don't rush, it's a dead end, and you can only continue to rush.

Chasing Death commanded loudly while rushing:

"Brothers, rush with me! Rush out and stay alive...... Archers, get ready to ......"

The old bandits generally shoot arrows, and they also carry bows and arrows on their backs, and these seven or eight hundred old bandits are the main force chasing their lives, but now they have lost some of them.

These old thieves worship their village owners to chase their lives, and when they hear the shouts of chasing their lives, they desperately move closer to the pursuit of their lives, because these old thieves have a good life, and their bodies are also the best and the most desperate, of course, the faster they rush.

The entire bandits' charging team was gradually divided into two layers, the old bandits were in the front, and the back were those who had just joined the bandits.

As the saying goes: "It's all burning your butt, you can't run if you don't run!" ”

Yang Tingjian has been observing the situation on the battlefield through a telescope, and there is definitely no suspense about victory, and Yang Tingjian can also see that the stratification on the battlefield is also clear, this is the real bandit who rushes to the front, and the people behind are just homeless people, so don't fight them.

"Stop shelling...... The musket phalanx prepares ......"

Immediately Yang Tingjian gave the order to stop the shelling, the artillery has seen blood, and the rest will be handed over to the musketeers! Let them see the blood too, those old thieves have nothing to sympathize with.

To deal with the charge of these bandit infantry, the hoplites in the first column of the phalanx were completely redundant, because it was impossible for those bandits to resist three rounds of musket fire, nor could they rush to the front of the musket queue to fight hand-to-hand, and only the cavalry had this opportunity.

Shen Lian looked at the charging bandit team in disappointment, pursed his lips, and said very contemptuously:

"It's just a local chicken and a dog, and he dares to come to the battle, he is really looking for death."

Lu Jianxing is more steady, he is also on the front line, and he has been closely watching the charging thieves, and the rangefinder keeps reporting the distance:

"Four hundred meters...... 300 meters...... Two hundred and fifty meters ......"

"Fire ......"

Lu Jianxing clearly saw that many bandits had taken out bows and arrows, and for the sake of insurance, he would not let his musketeers be attacked by enemy archers this year.

In fact, Lu Jianxing's worries were superfluous, the musketeers were wearing half-body Gothic plate armor, and the lower body leather armor was anti-bullet stray arrows, and if the bandits wanted to shoot with bows and arrows, they had to rush to a distance of at least one hundred and fifty meters to shoot before they could attack the musketeers with bows and arrows, and they were not using English longbows.

This also requires the use of a war bow used by the infantry to achieve this range, and the projectile of the mounted bow can be up to seventy meters. Infantry battle bow shooting projectile 150 meters of the target, can only use cover shooting, because more than 100 meters at all accuracy at all, at this time the bow and arrow penetration is not good, about can only penetrate a layer of leather armor, just the so-called strong crossbow can not wear Lu Mian.

These old bandits had just rushed to two hundred and fifty meters, and the Jinyi guard on the opposite side began to shoot, and the chaser suddenly smiled, thinking secretly:

"These idiots, they are really fancy shelfs from the capital, can the musket hit so far?"

[Ask the brothers to collect, recommend, thank you for the falling leaves. ] 】

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