"Ha~~~" His face turned red, and Wu Youjia, who was deflated and uncomfortable, couldn't do it anymore. He lay down on the ground with a sour body, gasping for breath, and staring at the blue sky with dull eyes. It's really beautiful in the sky.

At this moment, he remembered his hometown, where the sky was equally beautiful. The water, the mountains, and the people!

Thinking about it, muddy tears gradually flowed from the corners of Wu Youjia's eyes. I don't know how long it has been. Since being caught, he has been brought to the land outside this pass like a death march. His life was a whip, a pigsty, a field, and a riverside. Day and night, endless hard work. Being scolded and beaten anytime and anywhere. Eating chaff, drinking raw water, and sleeping in a pigsty. There is never an end to the miserable days.

"It shouldn't be like this." Wu Youjia tugged at the corners of his dry mouth, whimpering and crying. He was a native of Kannai and lived the first eighteen years of his life in a small village called Wujia Village. Parents, brothers, sisters, and mother-in-law who has been a baby since childhood. And the child who has not yet had time to be born!

Two years ago, the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs. A detachment of Manchu cavalry passed by this small village, which had no quarrel with the world. After that, it's a nightmare that weeps blood when you dream back in the middle of the night!

Young girls were stripped naked and tortured to death. Young children and old people were all decapitated. Those who dared to resist were disemboweled, their heads cut off, burned alive, and stoned to death! The whole village was in a bloody storm.

Wu Youjia's relatives are dead. Parents and young nephews and nieces lay in pools of blood. The sisters died in their beds. And his wife was disemboweled because she violently resisted and scratched Jianyu's face. Months-old children were taken out raw, thrown on the ground, and then trampled on by big feet! All this happened under Wu Youjia's nose!

On that day, Wu Youjia's world no longer had any color. Everything he could see was grayish-white. His heart was dead on that day.

After that, Wu Youjia and the men in the village were all tied to the rope like cattle, and left the village where they had never left in their lives. Dragged all the way to this bitter cold place outside the Guanwai that I had never heard of! Became a coated slave who made pigs and dogs!

Most of the people in the village who came to Guanwai died on the road. The rest of the two years of suffering gradually died. Just the night before yesterday. Wu Youjia's younger brother fell ill and died in his arms. Their Wujia Village is about to die, and now he is the only one left.

Wu Youjia has never understood why this is the case! What is all this!!

"Bastard! Get up and get to work! The rough scolding pulled Wu Youjia's thoughts back. One of Yu Ding swung the whip in his hand and whipped him on the body. shouted angrily and scolded Wu Youjia to get up and work quickly.

Wu Youjia struggled to move, but his body, which had already been squeezed dry, no longer had the strength. He fell to the ground again.

"Hey!" That Yu Ding also saw that Wu Youjia was already at the end of the crossbow. A hideous smirk. He drew the saber at his waist.

The bright sword shone on Wu Youjia's face. He knew he was going to die, but there was no fear in his heart. "It's long overdue, it's long overdue!" Wu Youjia muttered in a low voice. He knew that he should have died when he was in Wujia Village, and he regretted living until now. He regretted doing so much for the prisoners.

Looking at Yu Ding, who raised his saber, Wu Youjia's heart was calm. The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he whispered, "I'm here." "This moment. He saw the faces of his family. Those twisted and hideous faces covered in red blood!

When Yu Ding's saber in his hand swung down suddenly, a strange feeling suddenly stimulated his body to shake. Before he could react, he was unconscious.

Wu Youjia's face was covered with blood and tattered pieces. And the Yu Ding standing in front of him was only half of his body left at the moment!

The sound of thundering cannonballs piercing the air was heard, and puffs of white smoke rose from the mountains in the distance. The Ming army, fired!

The M1857 twelve-pounder Napoleon gun, which had a range of almost two thousand meters at an angle of ten degrees. At the moment they are placed on the mountain, and the equipment and raw materials used to produce them come from the advanced modern time and space. Advanced production processes and raw materials ensure the quality and firing range of the artillery. This makes the artillery range well over two thousand meters. Accurate rifling ensured accuracy of shooting, but it was also impossible to accurately hit a person at such a distance. That Yu Ding was just unlucky.

The roaring cannons threw twelve-pound heavy iron shells into the sky, and then bombarded the ground with great kinetic energy. Or just bombarded the shield cart! Even the shells that bombarded the ground still had great power after bouncing up, and whether they were next to each other or touched, they were all dead.

The shield cart that could withstand heavy arrows was torn into flying pieces like papier-mâché. Four shots. Cannonballs and sawdust don't matter if you're coated or drear, or you're armoured. At this time, in the face of death, all beings are equal.

Look at the crazy bloody Shura field, look at the wounded who fell to the ground and howl miserably, look at the corpses and broken flesh all over the ground. Wu Youjia suddenly understood why. That's because there were no cannons at that time! There were no knives or guns to protect them!!

"Why! Why!!! Why now!! Wu Youjia, who was lying on the ground, suddenly felt the strength in his body, and sobbed and howled. Tears flowed uncontrollably all over his face, and his heart was full of resentment. Why didn't these Ming troops come when Wujia Village turned into a sea of blood! Why!!!

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On the Manchu army array, everyone was stunned and watched everything in front of them. They can't believe what they're seeing. Those artillery of the Ming army were able to hit so far!

"You!" The pale Duoduo turned his head suddenly. Stretched out his finger and pointed at Boheto behind him, and shouted, "Go back immediately!" Tell the Regent what happened here! Let him leave Ning Yuan alone. The whole army is here. If you lose here, you don't need to say anything more! Just go!!! ”

Bo Hetuo panicked and rode his horse with people in the direction of Ning Yuan City. These battle-hardened generals know it very well in their hearts. The Ming army in front of you is definitely a powerful army that can decide the direction of the war! If you don't defeat them, what can you do even if you take Ningyuan City? Such a strong army, such a powerful and terrifying artillery! Such momentum, such equipment, and such a large number of strong troops are even more terrifying than the Battle of the Hunhe River back then!

"Lord Wang." Hassan swallowed his saliva, approached Dórd's side, and whispered, "Do you want them to withdraw first?" Those are the ones we put on the white flag. "The Eight Banners of the Manchu Qing Dynasty are not under their own control, and they have always been responsible for their own family affairs. The people you lose are your own, and it's up to you to replenish them. If you want to get a supplement from the public, you need everyone to agree. You don't have to think about it to know how hard it is. And at this moment, on the front-line battlefield, it is their men and horses with white flags who are bearing the baptism of artillery. These are the most important men! Even if it's a coated minion. If they die, who will plant the fields for the coming year?

Duoduo gave him a grim look, the metal glove crunching. He opened his mouth slightly and said in a cold voice, "What time is it now?" Still thinking about your own little abacus! If you lose this time, you don't need to mention anything! Although our Eight Banners have their own contentions on weekdays. But in the face of such a big right and wrong at this moment, you still dare to mention these things?! Next time, watch your head! ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Hassan nodded hurriedly in response, a look of trepidation on his face. But in his heart, he scolded indignantly, "Damn, Lao Tzu is for your good." It's a dog thing that I don't know what to do. You are the banner master, and it is your people who have lost! Lao Tzu has become a dog and a mouse! You're all fucking dead! ”

"Let them keep filling in! Go ahead and move forward. The artillery has been watched, and we have to look at the muskets! Let's take a good look at how strong this Ming army, which has never been taken out! Duoduo's face was gloomy, and he said in a cold voice.

Those cannons alone were enough to make Manchu Qing's heart tremble. By this time Dodor had begun to believe what Abatai had said. It's not that he is afraid of the enemy and cowardly, but that this Ming army is really a top strong army! It was a powerful army that was enough to shake all the advantages that the Manchus had built up over the years!

Duoduo wants to see how strong this Ming army really is! What is the real combat effectiveness. As a general, he will only trust his own eyes. And not the most of others. The only way to see everything you want to see is to fill in your life! Hit it out! Ci is not in charge of the soldiers, this sentence is indeed not wrong.

There was nothing wrong with what Duoduo thought and did. But he subconsciously ignored something that all the Manchu generals didn't care about. That is, the Ming army not only defends, they also attack! It's just that for a long time, the poor performance of the Ming army and the style of fearing the enemy and cowardly war, so that the Manchu generals did not expect that Gaoyang would take the initiative to attack!

Gao Yang did not give the order for all artillery to fire. He was afraid that the Manchu army would be frightened by the powerful artillery bombardment, and they all fled. As a result, only twelve twelve-pounder guns were maintaining their fire deliveries at this time. Even the mere twelve cannons had blasted the shield carts that had been improvised by the coaters into piles of pieces in a very short time. Many of the shield carts were ablaze and turned into piles of torches.

When the metal shell is discharged at high speed, the temperature rises rapidly due to the severe friction with the rifling. Velocity and friction produce kinetic energy and heat. After hitting the shield cart with a wooden texture, it is not impossible for the high-speed friction to ignite the shield cart.

As for accurately destroying shield carts that looked like toys from a distance at such a distance. The first is advanced sighting equipment and technology that enables accurate calculations. This was followed by well-made artillery and shells, especially advanced rifling, which ensured the accuracy of firing. And then there's the power of the new gunpowder! (To be continued)