Chapter 649: Mo Ru is powerful

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"Push the redcoat cannon up!"

Hauge returned to the front, just in time to see Shang Kexi hesitating.

After Geng Zhongming died in battle, the Han army banner was headed by Shang Kexi. For the Han military flag, the Tartars' greatest expectation is, of course, the artillery team. The original artillery team was divided into two and was commanded by Geng Zhongming and Shang Kexi respectively. Now, the artillery team is concentrated in Shang Kexi's hands.

The second offensive of the Tartars, the expectations for the artillery were considerable. If the artillery team can open the walls of Dongjiabao, then victory is just around the corner. All the high-ranking members of the Dajin Army thought that with the power of the red-coated cannon, it would be quite easy to blow up the walls of Dongjiabao. As long as the walls of Dongjiabao are shattered, the infantry of the Dajin Army following behind can swarm up.

However, Haoge regretted to see that Shang Kexi led the artillery team to be seven or eight miles away from Dongjiabao, and he was not ready to advance. It would be strange if Hauge wasn't angry. Seven or eight miles away, you can't even see the walls of Dongjiabao clearly, and you still expect to hit accurately? These guys who are afraid of death are clearly avoiding the battle!

"Yes!"

Shang Kexi and the others hurriedly pushed the red-clothed cannon up.

At this time, the red-clothed cannonballs of the Tiger Army were raging in the sky, constantly falling in the crowd of Tartars, causing certain casualties to the Tartars from time to time. The Tartars' attack this time was very powerful, and the entire field was full of Tartars' men and horses. The solid bullet fell, and it really hit a lot of people.

Although they knew that the probability of the solid bullet directly hitting them was very low, Shang Kexi and the others still felt uneasy in their hearts. It's really hard to say about the iron bump, and no one knows if it will suddenly hit itself. To survive within the confines of the iron lump, without strong nerves, it will definitely not work.

The walls of Dongjiabao are too short, which is actually not a good thing for the red-coated cannons. The walls are too low to be hit directly. The trajectory of the redcoat cannon is quite straight, and when it hits directly, it is very powerful. This is the main reason why it was able to destroy the city walls. If it is a tall city wall like Jinzhou, it can be hit directly from a long distance. However, Dongjiabao can't.

Shang Kexi carefully calculated that in order to directly hit the city wall of Dongjiabao, the red-coated cannon must be shortened to at least a distance of three hundred zhang. The distance of three hundred zhang, that is, two miles, is already in the firing range of ordinary Franc machine guns. At the same time, grapeshotfire fired by the Red Cannons of the Tiger Army can also cover them. In other words, the risk is not ordinarily large.

The deterrence of the Franco's cannon is just that, and the grapeslet shell of the opponent's redcoat cannon is not a joke. There is also a chance problem with solid bullets, as long as it is not particularly unlucky, it will generally not be hit. But grapeshot is different. In front of the grape bullet, unless it is a special luck number, and it is so good that it is against the sky, otherwise, it is basically impossible to dodge the attack of the grape bullet.

"Old Mo, keep Shang Kexi behind."

Liu Chenzi, who was specially responsible for observing the situation of the entire battlefield and directing the artillery shooting, found that the artillery of the Tartar Han Army Banner seemed to be approaching, so he quietly reminded Mo Ru.

Mo Ru's red-clothed cannon is the killer weapon of the Tiger Army. Their main purpose is to contain the Tartars' red-coated cannons and at the same time block the Tartars' approach. Of these, the former purpose is the most important. In any case, the red-clothed cannon of the Tartars could not be allowed to come up and directly bombard the walls of Dongjiabao. The walls of Dongjiabao, even if they were reinforced, could not withstand the direct bombardment of the red-coated cannons.

"Good!"

Mo Ru calmly agreed.

Of course, he knew what he was doing. Therefore, he was always vigilant about the movement of the red-clothed cannons of the Tartar Han military banner. The artillery of the Tiger Ben Army is equipped with quite a lot of clairvoyants, and even the most ordinary artillery commanders are equipped with clairvoyants. Dozens of pairs of eyes are staring at the enemy, and it is absolutely impossible for the Tartars to slip through the net.

"Solid bullets!"

"Ready to shoot!"

"Shooting area: fifteen hept!"

Mo Ru gave an order in a deep voice.

Because the Tartar's red-coated cannon was moving and could not be fired, if he didn't seize this opportunity and teach the Tartar's artillery a profound lesson, Mo Ru would not be Mo Ru. Shang Kexi's artillery team, the current position, is at fifteen Geng. Brigadier General Zhang divided the area in front of Dongjiabao, and Mo Ru quickly calculated the shooting angle according to the area, and then gave the relevant shooting data.

"Ready!"

"Put!"

Mo Ru calmly waved the pennant.

"Knock knock!"

The red-coated cannon fired one after another, and the loud noise shook the sky.

One by one, the cannonballs smashed fiercely towards Shang Kexi's location.

"Bang!"

Shang Kexi's side, there was a sudden loud noise.

Shang Kexi, who was taken aback, hurriedly turned around and found that it was a solid bullet that hit the barrel, and the barrel was immediately deflated. Obviously, this was a solid bullet fired by the Tiger Army, which just hit the top of the barrel. Although the barrel was only dented on the outside, there was no major problem on the inside. However, this is enough to make Shang Kexi's heart sink. Because, he was very sad to find that he had been honored to be targeted by the red-clothed cannon of the Tiger Army. By any measure, this is definitely not a good thing.

Shang Kexi quickly checked around. Sure enough, he found that more than a dozen people were smashed around him. In the nearby wilderness, there were more than a dozen iron lumps that had been smashed deep into the dirt. Needless to say, these iron bumps are coming at them. It's just that they were lucky not to be smashed.

This fully shows that they are worried about the red-clothed cannons of the Tiger Army. If you continue to advance, you will have to be bombarded by the opponent's red-coated artillery. Just because they had that kind of good luck just now doesn't mean that they will have that kind of good luck in the future. No one can guarantee that they will be able to enter the distance of 300 zhang smoothly. They were still two miles away from the ideal artillery position. These two miles away, that's a ghost gate!

To make matters worse, the redcoat cannon was able to shoot grapeshot about three miles away. In other words, if they entered a place three miles away from Dongjiabao, they would have to withstand the attack of the Tiger Army's grapeshot bombs. Compared with solid bullets, grape bullets have a much larger killing area, and it is basically impossible to dodge the past. If you can't hit you the first time, you may hit it the second time. After the first and second, there is a third, fourth...... If you can't hit you five times in a row, then congratulations, you are not a human anymore, you are a god!

No, they are all such a small number of people, and they all have to be defeated by grape bombs. Such a risk cannot be taken. Shang Kexi didn't want to die before he got out of school. He decided to shoot right here. As for whether it can directly hit the city wall of Dongjiabao, I don't care so much.

"Stop!"

"Fire on the spot!"

Shang Kexi weighed for a moment and roared loudly.

Moving on, there is more than one luck, it is better to fire the cannon here, and it can also curb the power of the Tiger Army's artillery. His current distance from Dongjiabao is about four miles, and at this distance, if he hits accurately, he can also destroy the walls of Dongjiabao. Of course, the chances of missing are a bit greater.

The artillery of the Han army flag immediately unloaded the cannon on the spot, and then set up the cannon and prepared to shoot. Their thoughts are the same as Shang Kexi. Moving on, the risk is too great. For the sake of the Tartars, there is no need to be so open-minded! I don't even have a small life, and everything else is in vain!

However, Hauge quit. Obviously said that it was a distance of 300 zhang, how could you fire a cannon here? Although he did not understand the essentials of artillery shooting, he also knew that the distance was too far to hit at all. It's like the arrows of the Dajin Army, so far away, and you still shoot a fart?

If the artillery team cannot successfully blow up the wall of Dongjiabao, then the attack of the infantry of the Dajin Army will increase a lot of difficulty. The city wall of Dongjiabao seems to be only three zhang high, but it is quite an insurmountable distance. Especially the ** bag of the Tiger Army, it's too bad. As long as he can avoid this hurdle and pay a big price, Hauge is willing.

Haoge had to come over on horseback and shouted: "Shang Kexi, what are you doing?" ”

Shang Kexi hurriedly explained.

Hauge said stiffly: "No! Must be pushed to the front! ”

Shang Kexi was still arguing, and suddenly shut up immediately.

It turned out that Haoge held his waist knife with one hand, his face was gloomy as water, his eyes were shining at him, and he said coldly: "Do you still want your head?" ”

Shang Kexi's face was suddenly full of bitterness, and he didn't dare to say anything more. Under Hauge's surveillance, he had no choice but to order the cannon to continue to be loaded, and then advance towards Dongjiabao. The soldiers of the Han army banner had to continue to load the disassembled cannons onto the carriage and then continue to move forward. At this moment, their mood can really be imagined.

Hauge sent a small detachment of his own soldiers, who supervised in the rear, and strictly forbade the artillery team to retreat. Later, he felt that it was not enough, so he sent a small group of personal soldiers to lead the way in front. The two teams of pro-soldiers one after the other, sandwiched Shang Kexi's artillery team in the middle, so that Shang Kexi had no chance to move the lamp at all.

Shang Kexi and the others had no choice but to move forward obediently, and along the way, I don't know how many times I greeted Hauge's parents. Hauge is clearly asking them to go up and die! Thinking that he was about to enter the grapeshell shooting range of the Tiger Army's red-coated cannon, Shang Kexi and the others' faces were all dead, and every time they took a step forward, they felt as if they were a little closer to hell.

"Mo Ru?"

Liu Chenzi found that the red-clothed cannon of Tartar was still moving forward, and he refused to give up if he didn't get close to Dongjiabao, so he couldn't help but quietly remind Mo Ru again.

If the red-coated cannon of the Tartar is allowed to shoot at close range, the city wall of Dongjiabao will not be able to block the direct fire of the red-coated cannon at all. Without the cover of the city walls, the infantry of the Tartars will rush up. This is very dangerous, and the artillery battalion must not allow such a situation to arise.

"Don't worry, they won't be able to get up."

Mo Ru held the clairvoyant mirror, stared at the movement of the Tartar artillery team, and said calmly.

Shang Kexi's movements, Mo Ru could see clearly. For Shang Kexi's thoughts, Mo Ru also guessed. It's just that the hit rate of solid shells is too low, and shooting at such a long distance feels like a waste of shells. He was waiting for Shang Kexi to come into range of grape shells. As soon as the opponent is within range of grapeshot, they are dead.

This is Shang Kexi, too, purely looking for his own death, knowing that the grape bullet of the red-coated cannon has a long range, he actually rushed up without hesitation. These traitors, when they were in the Ming army before, why didn't they see bravery? After taking refuge in the Tartars, they all seemed to be beaten with chicken blood, and they were not afraid of death, they were really born traitors! This kind of person is not a pity to die!

700 zhang ......

600 zhang ......

500 zhang ......

"Ready!"

"Put!"

Mo Ru immediately waved the order flag in his hand.

"Knock knock!"

The red-clothed cannon roared angrily, firing grapeshot bullets one after another, covering in the direction of Shang Kexi.

Dozens of grape bullets scattered in the sky and turned into a dense rain of bullets, like black moving clouds, pressing down fiercely on Shang Kexi's head.

Shang Kexi immediately realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly bent his body and got under the carriage. The other Han soldiers also realized that something was wrong at the same time, and they got under the carriage one after another. Only a small group of Hauge's own soldiers were completely unmoved. It's not that they don't know the dangers of grapeshot, it's that they don't know how to dodge.

"Puff puff!"

Dense marbles continued to fall, enveloping the entire artillery team of the Han Army Banner.

Screams rang out one after another, and a large number of people and horses were hit. There was blood splattered everywhere, and I don't know who it was splashed from, let alone human blood or horse blood. Splash marbles, that's an indiscriminate attack, as long as you get in its way, it wants you to look good.

Except for those traitors who acted cleverly and hid under the carriage quickly, the other traitors were all smashed by marbles. The person who was beaten to death was just that, and there was nothing to feel when he died. However, there are many people who were only injured and did not lose their breath. They were on the ground in pain, moaning and struggling, trying to find a place to hide.

They know very well that after the first round of grape balls, there will be a second round, a third round...... If they don't find a place to hide now, the grapeshotfire will send them all to hell. However, in the open field, where is their chance to hide? How many people can hide under the carriage?

The worst of them was Hauge's small group of soldiers, who happened to be covered in marbles. After the marbles were splashed, they all fell, all of them were bloody and blurred, and they didn't even have time to scream before they completely lost their breath. No matter how good the armor on their bodies is, in front of the red-coated cannon, they are completely tofu dregs. How could a flesh and blood body resist the power of a red-clothed cannon?

The war horses of these pro-soldiers were also knocked down, lying on the ground and screaming continuously. The war horses pulling the cannons were also knocked down a lot, and they also lay on the ground screaming. The horses pulling the carts were knocked down, and some of the carts also overturned. The cannons on the carriage also rolled down. Those heavy barrels, rolling on the ground, whatever was in front of them, were run over by them. Some of the wounded were lying on the ground and were crushed to death.

"Stand back!"

Shang Kexi shouted in panic.

If they don't retreat, more grapes will bounce down from the Tiger Army, and their losses will be even heavier. He had long known that the Tiger Ben Army would definitely not let them get close to Dongjiabao easily, this was something that idiots knew. As a result, Hauge, an idiot, was stunned to ask them to get closer. Hauge's order was purely for them to commit suicide.

In fact, too, the second round of grapeshotfire from the artillery of the Tiger Army quickly came down. The surviving crowd was knocked down again. More bodies and wounded lay on the ground, and more blood flowed. I don't know how, and the Mongol cavalry tried to pass through them, but as a result, grape bullets fell down and knocked them to the ground. As a result, the scene was even more messy, more chaotic, and more frustrating.

What's even worse is that there are not only grape bullets fired by the red-coated cannon, but also solid bullets fired by the Wyvern cannon. The two were mixed, and suddenly the Shang Kexi artillery suffered heavy losses. There were six or seven cannon barrels that fell to the ground alone. In other words, six or seven red-coated cannons were temporarily ineffective.

"Stand back!"

Shang Ke shouted hoarsely.

There was no grape bomb hitting him, and he felt that he must thank God for his blessing. Now, his only task is to remove the remaining artillery team. He could not leave the artillery team alone. Because, the artillery team is the root of life for Haoge and Huang Taiji. If he loses this lifeline, his head will also be lost.

The remaining Han army flag artillery hurriedly turned the carriage and desperately retreated backwards. The small group of Haoge's own soldiers who were supervising the army behind were also shocked by the scene in front of them, and they did not stop them, allowing them to retreat. After being stunned, the small group of pro-soldiers also turned around and retreated. Because, more marbles fell, and if they did not retreat, they would have been killed.

Hauge saw it behind him, his face stiffened, and he felt his chest blocked uncomfortably. Damn, he knew that after the Tiger Army had the red-coated cannon, the attack of the Dajin Army would definitely be doubly difficult. Sure enough, the red-coated cannons of the Dajin Army could not enter the effective range at all. Unable to enter the effective firing range, it is not so easy to directly blast through the walls of Dongjiabao. The walls could not be opened, only ladders could be climbed. The thought of climbing a ladder makes Hauge psychologically overshadowed......

Shang Kexi and the others retreated to the starting place just now, about five miles away from Dongjiabao, before they could stop. At this distance, the grapeshot bullets fired by the Red Cannons of the Tiger Army, as well as the solid bullets fired by the Flying Dragon Cannon, could not hit them. They finally breathed a sigh of relief when they escaped.

"Cannon!"

Shang Kexi exclaimed impatiently.

was beaten like this by the Tiger Ben Army, and Shang Kexi also ignited a fire. He wanted to fight back. Damn the Tiger Army, don't think you're the only ones who have the redcoat cannons, we have them too. Under Shang Kexi's shouting, the artillery of the Han army flag hurriedly began to set up artillery. Probably because of the fright just now, the movements of many gunners have been deformed. After a long while, all the red-coated cannons were erected.

"Fire!"

Shang Kexi couldn't wait to roar.

"Bang!"

Before the words fell, it seemed to be a sound like thunder, which sounded in Shang Kexi's ears.

Shang Kexi thought it was the sound of a cannon firing at first, but suddenly he felt that something was wrong, why didn't it sound like the sound of a cannon ejecting the chamber? He hurriedly turned his head to look, only to realize that something had happened. It turned out that I don't know how, a red-coat cannon operated by the gunners exploded. It could be that the gunners made a mistake in their busyness, and with panic, the ammunition was misloaded.

After a loud bang, all the artillery around the red-coated cannon was blown up in all directions, and it was unbearable to see. The barrel of the red-coated cannon was also broken into two, and it was messy and placed on the ground. The other artillerymen were also frightened by the sudden change, and many of the gunners, holding torches in their hands, forgot to light the fuse.

"Keep firing!"

Shang Kexi yelled fiercely.

"Knock knock!"

The red-coated cannon of the Tartars finally roared.

A solid bullet swept through the sky and smashed in the direction of Dongjiabao. Similarly, inside Dongjiabao, the red-clothed cannons of the Tiger Ben Army were also roaring. Shells were fired at the still gratifying artillery position.

In fact, both sides used solid shells, and the hit rate was very low, and not necessarily one of the 100 shells could hit directly. It's just that the sound of the cannon is still very shocking. This kind of voice can not only enhance the confidence and courage of one's own people, but also the confidence and courage of the enemy.

Finding that Shang Kexi's artillery was suppressed by the red-clothed cannons of the Tiger Ben Army and unable to move forward, Huang Taiji's heart couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He knew very well that the fiercest part of the redcoat cannon was not in the solid shell, but in the grape shell. The grapeshot of the red-coated cannon can be projectile up to three miles away! Once the infantry and cavalry of the Dajin Army enter the grapegre range of the red-coat cannon, the red-coated cannon of the Tiger Ben Army will definitely fire grapevine shells to intercept it. At that time, the casualties of the Dajin army will be large.

In fact, after the Battle of Dalinghe, Huang Taiji once thought about taking Jinzhou in one go. But then, he gave up. The reason is very simple, at the head of Jinzhou City, there are red-coated cannons. Although the Dajin Army also has a red-coated cannon in its hands, it is obviously the defender's red-coated cannon that is more powerful than the defender's red-coated cannon.

Because, the defenders' red-coated cannons, when firing grapeshot, can effectively prevent the siege team of the Dajin Army from approaching. A piece of grape bullets rains down, and the attacker is about to fall. Unless Huang Taiji is willing to pay heavy casualties as a price, it will be very difficult to break through Jinzhou. Unexpectedly, he repeatedly avoided the fortified city, and finally had to attack the fortifications.

Damn Dongjiabao!

Damn Zhang Zhun!

Huang Taiji could only curse fiercely in his heart.

At this moment, he really wanted to scatter Zhang Zhun's bones to ashes. Because, he knew very well that even if Zhang Zhun could be successfully cleaned up in this battle, the casualty figure paid by the Dajin Army was absolutely amazing. His original estimate was 20,000 or 30,000. However, judging from the current situation, I am afraid that 20,000 or 30,000 people will not be able to control it. Once the battle is in full swing, even he can't control its direction.

"Change the grape bomb!"

Sure enough, when the Tartars approached Dongjiabao, Mo Ru immediately ordered.

Shang Kexi's red-coated cannon, at a distance of five miles, can only fire solid bullets, and if it fires grapeshot bullets, it can only hit its own people. But the Redcoat Cannon of the Tiger Army is different, it can fire both solid and grapeball. Now, the enemy's infantry is coming up, and it's time for grapeballs to go wild. Isn't the time that Mo Ru has been waiting for this time?

"Knock knock!"

All the red-coated cannons of the Tiger Ben Army roared.

Grape bombs were poured into the sky again, and then fell fiercely.

"Whoosh!"

The marbles of the grape bullet kept falling, making an unusually sharp sound.

The advancing Tartars, both infantry and cavalry, fell to the ground with bones after being hit by marbles. Blood splattered, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the scene was very chaotic. The snow used to be completely invisible is now gone. Those high-speed galloping horses fell to the ground after being hit by marbles. Under the action of great inertia, they carved long, deep ravines in the snow, and the field was completely devastated and unrecognizable.

Fortunately, the number of red-coated cannons in the Tiger Ben Army does not seem to be very large, and the interval between grape shell firing is still relatively long. Otherwise, even if the Tartars' forces are ten times stronger, they will not be able to break through the thick barrage. Taking advantage of the interval between the grape bombs, the Tartar continued to rush forward.

The offensive spirit of the warriors of the Dajin Army is still very commendable. Despite their losses, they rushed forward bravely. The grapeshot from the Hongyi cannon caused them considerable casualties, but it could not completely stop their progress. Soon, a considerable number of Tartars passed through the grapefire blockade of the red-coated cannons and appeared near the walls of Dongjiabao.

300 zhang ......

200 zhang ......

One hundred and fifty zhang......

"Ready!"

"Put!"

Xu Ziwen shouted quickly.

The Tartar came within range of the Wyvern Cannon's grape projectiles, and of course had to be greeted with more violent grape rounds. The speed at which the Wyvern cannon fires grapeshot is much faster than that of the Hongyi cannon. The combination of the Hongyi cannon and the Wyvern cannon can completely build a line of defense against death in the Tartar's forward path.

"Tom tom!"

A moment later, the Wyvern Cannon roared.

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