There are not many tricks in the way of warfare in any era, after all, there is no difference between the science and technology of the two sides. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, here in Zhu Jiajun, there is only a gap between the two sides in science and technology that is decades apart.

Soon, Tabai arranged for someone to press the cart on, firstly to prevent bullets, and secondly, to obstruct Zhu Jiajun's line of sight.

This will allow them to charge down the downhill road.

The description of the image point of the oarcar is to push a large gate board that stands up, and the door panel is hung with sandbags and other things, and behind it is a frame, wooden wheels, and someone is pushing it behind.

This kind of thing, in the 21st century in the future, even if it is a pistol, it will teach you to be a man in minutes.

But in this era, it can barely protect against a lot of arrows and gunpowder bullets.

Of course, this alone is not enough.

It's time to make a splash!

So, for the sake of morale, Tabai ordered again: "Pass the order, attack the Ming army, and everyone will be rewarded with a future." Officers plus one! If you defeat the other party. One per person. Officers two! ”

This is the reward for fighting bravely!

In the Manchu Qing Dynasty outside the Guan, in addition to their status and status, people were also divided into 369 according to their ethnicity, the first class was naturally the Jurchen, the second class was Mongolian, and the third class was the Han people.

It was the Mongolian cannon fodder that went first just now, and this time it was the turn of the traitors and cannon fodder of the Han Eight Banners.

Hearing the historic reward, it has been doubled, and these cannon fodder can fight a counterattack here in the officer's explanation, and the mood is completely mobilized immediately.

One by one, the oars were pushed out, and the queues were arranged in front of the formation, slowly arranging in a row.

And Li Zilong's side found out that the cannon fodder that came up was a traitor, and he was even more angry. While firing non-stop, he also scolded the traitors!

The traitor soldiers on Houjin's side were stunned at first, then with a fever on their faces, and finally with extreme anger.

This is the mentality of a traitor, once you make a mistake, there is no turning back, you can only become more shameful than the enemy in order to live.

Even on the contrary, he was extremely ruthless to those former compatriots who did not become traitors.

In the face of the lug array, Zhu Jiajun's side directly attacked it with artillery.

There was a booming sound, and from time to time the cart broke down and shattered into a mess. The distance between the two armies is constantly getting closer!

However, there is a way.

The shield of the carriage was too big, not only obscuring Zhu Jiajun's inspection, but also blocking the sight of Houjin.

After reaching a certain distance, the cart will also speed up and rush into battle, and at this distance it is also necessary to accumulate physical strength, move forward slowly, and push the cart up. That's a lot of work!

Suddenly, in the sky, an eagle roared.

Li Zilong couldn't understand the eagle language, but if it was the giant eagle raised by Zhu Zilong, it would be different. Some hawkish hints that it's still okay.

The eagle's roar just now means that there is an ambush ahead.

Glancing at the giant eagle companions flying in the sky, Li Zilong understood.

With a wave of his hand, he ordered the army to stop and move on. Ask the artillery team to start firing on the spot, fire, fire again, regardless of the shells, wash the ground once and then say.

So, the next minute begins.

The sound of "boom", "boom", "boom", "boom" and "boom" sounded endlessly, which surprised Tabai.

Behind the carriage, the Han Eight Banner foot soldiers holding swords and shields were miserable.

The fire on the opposite side, not counting the loss of shells, cost them their lives.

Plasma, ballast, and sawdust splattered everywhere in an instant, even if it was a cart with sandbags. It is also impossible to block the dense non-lethal bombardment of artillery at this distance!

Once hit, the sandbags and thick wood of the lug are shattered by metal balls with huge momentum, and the high-speed splash of sand and wood chips is also fatal.

This effect, from another form, is equivalent to making the solid bullet achieve the killing of the flowering bullet.

In addition, the cannon fodder traitors were constantly being carried by jumping shells, their flesh and blood were blurred, and their hands and legs were broken.

One after another, the headless corpses spewed out streaks of blood and fell to the ground with a bang. For a while, the scene was extremely tragic and scary!

I saw them, their bodies mixed with dirt and blood, corpses of different shapes, severed heads and feet, and stumps and intestines all over the ground.

However, the cannon fodder traitors are so miserable, and the Houjin masters seem to be still dissatisfied.

"After they finished the first shot, it took a lot of effort to reload the second shot, saying that this opportunity rushed forward. You can't retreat, and those who retreat will be cut immediately! ”

The Houjin people shouted in the back, if they really become traitors, they don't have any human rights at all. Death left and right!

The soldiers pushing the cart and the traitors behind the cart thought that it was the safest place to be sheltered by this vehicle, but who would have thought that this would become a place of death.

The worst thing is that now, there is no place to retreat, so we can only continue to move forward. This is miserable!

On the one hand, the shells kept falling, smashing the loafs to the ground and shattering, and all kinds of fragments after the crumbling of the rooks killed and injured countless people.

On the one hand, there is no way to escape except for being baptized by shells and debris.

At this moment, many traitors suddenly felt remorseful, knowing that this was the case, why did they surrender in the first place?

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world!

God wants people to die, and He must first make them mad.

At this moment, these traitors and cannon fodder are like this.

In the absence of a solution, they can only go crazy. In the next minute, they were delirious, and they picked up their swords and shields and rushed forward directly.

"Stop, fire!" Li Zilong decisively ordered a new order.

"Kill!"

Immediately, the deafening sound of fire on Zhu Jiajun's side sounded.

is already half a madman, a traitor cannon fodder who has gone insane. The heavy armor on his body burst out with streams of blood, and he staggered and was knocked to the ground by bullets.

"Put!"

After the first platoon of fire commanders retreated, the second platoon stepped forward, because the opposite side was full of white maniacs, and they could hit without aiming at all, which would save trouble.

"Put!"

Another large stream of gunpowder smoke erupted, and the bullets knocked the traitors and cannon fodder to the ground, and the projectiles broke through their armor and shattered their internal organs.

"Put!"

A large white smoke kept rising from Zhu Jiajun's side, and even if the cold wind came one after another, it couldn't blow the smoke away immediately.

Still, it's fine. The smell of smoke is better than the smell of blood!

The soldiers of the Zhu family's army, through the smoke, can see the traitors and cannon fodder over there, and they are extremely miserable.

Li Zilong was in a good mood and laughed: "Happy, happy!" ”

In the end, there were simply too many people who died. The remaining cannon fodder traitor sergeants have already collapsed. Houjin will not be beheaded here!

Because they understand that no matter how much cannon fodder they die, it seems that it is useless.

The Zhu Jiajun on the opposite side did not continue to move forward, and their plan could only be abandoned for the time being.

- (To be continued.) )