"Wang Dou, they are really here, singing songs to send them to death?"

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Along the winding mountains and hills, a heavy four-wheel grinding disc artillery was erected on each ridge, and the front perimeter of these guns was stacked with sacks and earthen baskets, and one by one the Wuzhen Hachao gunners wearing cotton armor were waiting for them.

However, there were fewer gunners than before, and there were a few fewer Portuguese inside.

There was the sound of drumming in the distance, at this time the sky was high and the clouds were clear, and the vision was good, Kong Youde raised his clairvoyant mirror, and saw a sea of people, slowly moving to this side.

In the mirror, the most eye-catching thing is a huge blood-red handsome car flag, which has patterns such as green dragon, white tiger, vermilion bird, Xuanwu, etc., as well as waves and sun and moon patterns, and the tall banner is constantly rolling against the cold wind.

In front of the flag, the same bright red sun, moon and wave flags, under the flag, are layer by layer of elite armor soldiers, they march in a neat line, with a unique momentum, that is, the Jingbian Army.

From the perspective of the mountains, on the left flank of this army, there is another team, red cotton armor, cyan waist-length armor, surging along the undulating ground, like waves, that is the new army of Xuanfu Town.

The Jingbian army pressed in with the sound of passionate music, and they crossed the fields, over the ravines, over the hills, and kept advancing.

Looking at this army, Shi Tingzhu's eyes showed bitter hatred, and he sneered: "Wang Dou is overconfident, they don't have the cover of the earth-cart chariot, so they just slip over?" He thinks that his soldiers are all beaten with iron? Wait for the cannon to hit them on the head and see if they can still pretend! ”

He shouted to Eduardo, the commander of the Uzhenha Super Artillery Battalion, "Dwarf Dejiala, when Wang Doujun's army enters the firing range, bombard them fiercely!" ”

Eduardo, who was still wearing the Portuguese military uniform, saluted slightly, and Kong Youde glanced at Shi Tingzhu coldly. Displeased: "Shi Tingzhu, my artillery battalion, it's not your turn to command." ”

He looked at Eduardo expectantly: "Dwarf Dejiala, when the bombardment will be met, can our artillery battalion severely damage the Jingbian Army's infantry formation?" ”

Eduardo's expression was solemn, and he lowered the clairvoyant mirror. Said solemnly: "Your Excellency." Although according to the terrain in front of them, many ricochets were difficult to attack, and some shells were difficult to hit them accurately, the Ming army was even more arranged in a horizontal formation, and the queues were loosely arranged...... But the infantry came, the march was slow, the target was huge, and there were a lot of shells. Or can you hit them and cause serious damage to their queue...... Flesh and blood, it is difficult to withstand artillery, and I think that after the shelling, their morale will be very low......"

Last month's artillery battle. Although the Wuzhenha super artillery battalion was hit, and some gunners were killed or injured in the chaos, but after counting, most of the gunners were still there, and the equipment such as the moment and the gun gauge in the army were even better, and those gunners were all well-trained, so the Wuzhenha super artillery battalion. The combat effectiveness is still not small.

And because of the last artillery battle, some Portuguese were killed and wounded, and Eduardo was full of hatred for the Jingbian army. He had already set his heart on serving the Tatars. Even their ugly money rat tail is much more pleasing to the eye.

However, anger is anger, and Eduardo's attention to the Jingbian Army has reached an unprecedented level, and the analysis is as impartial as possible at this time.

After listening to Eduardo's explanation, Kong Youde's heart was a little relieved, after the establishment of the Wuzhenha Super Artillery Battalion, all parties in the Qing Kingdom gave great hopes, but it was ill-fated, if there was no good performance this time......

Kong Youde shuddered, and subconsciously glanced at the Huanglong umbrella of Huang Taiji a few miles away, at this time, on the position of the Han army, there are still some Kabush sage soldiers in the formation, if there is a fear of war, it is their own people are Gushan Ezhen, the lord of the king, and those Manchurians will also cut it mercilessly.

Eduardo's words also made Shi Tingzhu, Ma Guangyuan, Shang Kexi, Liu Zhiyuan and others breathe a sigh of relief, looking at their own heavy artillery, and then looking at the Jingbian army array approaching in the distance, their faces all showed murderous expressions.

Eduardo was very confident, but deep down, he was always faintly uneasy, and he didn't want to admit it on the surface, he knew that this was the artillery battle with the Jingbian Army in the past, which caused his own psychological shadow, and if he wanted to get rid of this shadow, he could only win in the artillery battle.

In the clairvoyant mirror, he saw some artillery pieces of the Jingbian Army marching in front of the army, and because of the terrain, these artillery pieces walked forward and backward, left, right, and right, and constantly chose the ground roads that could be passed.

They also had some horse infantry troops, and their marching speed was slightly faster than that of the pure infantry, but in order to maintain their formation, as well as the terrain, the speed was limited.

Looking at those pulled artillery, Eduardo gritted his teeth with hatred, but unfortunately, at such a long distance, it was too difficult and too difficult to bombard those tiny targets that were constantly moving.

"The Jingbian Army is about to enter Sanli!"

In his anticipation and apprehension, Eduardo's clairvoyant mirror saw the cavalry and infantry of the Jingbian Army passing through some rocky mounds sprinkled with lime, which were the special marks of the Qing artillery, and they could hit the approximate moving target without accounting in the artillery battle.

Moreover, Eduardo has sent gunners to check the terrain ahead, and when the Ming army marches in a large array, where most of the places may pass by, he can take the opportunity to shell.

To keep the queue in order, terrain is a great key, potholes, ravines and vertical terrain, it is better than flat ground, it is difficult to keep the army in order.

The scattered formation, marching in front of the relatively well-organized enemy position, was slaughtered one-sidedly.

However, the march of the Jingbian army was beyond his expectation, they came in a horizontal formation, ignoring the hills, trees, fields, dry rivers, and drums, and their ranks seemed loose, but faintly and tightly, and perhaps in a short time, they could gather into a neat and strict formation.

It was the new army of Xuanfu Town on the left flank, although it was not as good as the Jingbian army, but it was also quite neat when marching.

"Strange army!"

While Eduardo hated more, he had to admire that army, but in this way, many marks were about to fail!

He looked sharply at the artillery in front of him, these heavy artillery, in order to maintain the firepower, they will be divided into three waves, taking turns to shell continuously, most of the artillery, focusing on shelling the infantry formation of the Jingbian army.

At this time, these guns were loaded with ammunition, and a large group of Uzhenha super gunners, holding moments and gauge instruments, nervously made the final accounting adjustments. Because the Jingbian army did not march according to their wishes, many artillery pieces had to be transferred again.

Finally, seeing the Jingbian army densely enter Sanli, Eduardo took a deep breath and snatched the arquebus in the hands of an artilleryman. Shout in stiff Chinese: "Target distance." Nine hundred and eighty steps, the first round of artillery, shelling! ”

He lit the fuse of the cannon in front of him, and immediately hissing sparks erupted.

"Fire!"

In the sound of swans, a large group of Han gunners roared, and even Shi Tingzhu and others were all screaming wildly.

Thunderbolts of cannon roared loudly, whistling sounded, and large puffs of white smoke rose from the mountains. Dozens of Shenwei generals' heavy artillery guns of the Qing Kingdom spewed fierce flames in front of them in turn, and the battle of Yijialing, a battle in the history books, began.

The Jingbian army is still marching on foot, whether they can resist the artillery. Both sides are waiting to see.

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The weeds are up to the ankles, and the fields are full of weeds and wheat, and this area was basically farmland, but because of the topography, the fields cannot be gathered in large areas, and they appear to be broken and loose. And there are many ridges.

At the beginning of the siege of Songjin, the Ming army or the Tartars harvested the wheat outside the forts, but there were still some remnants. Over the years, these residual wheat and weeds have grown together, and they have become very luxuriant, and it is impossible to distinguish who is the weeds and who is the wheat seedlings.

Although these fields were abandoned after the war, they were fields after all, and they were watered and harvested every year, and there were many weeds, and they were still soft and soft when they stepped forward, but when late autumn came, the weeds withered and yellow, giving people a bleak feeling.

Han Kaihui held his spear in his hand, he had just jumped over a ravine several feet wide, and the water in the ravine had almost dried up, leaving only some muddy water inside.

After crossing the ravine, he took care to keep his comrades in order, and they marched in a sparse formation, each team separated by one foot and eight feet, that is, between each soldier, and the same number of feet apart.

Like Han Kaihui, the soldiers wearing blue-gray winter coats and hats spread long to both sides, and when they marched, they showed the bright red long armor inside the winter coats, adding a sharp aura to them.

Winter is coming, the inner hat of their helmet, also replaced with a softer and warmer cotton hair turban, the Ming soldiers have to wrap a turban in the helmet, after the middle of the Ming Dynasty, it is generally unified as a lake blue turban, there is a scarf ring, the forehead can be tied in a circle, just like the net scarf of the common people.

The long queue, along the terrain, undulating in front, Han Kaihui looked to the left, the first commander Zhao Rongsheng, was on the horse, and further to the left, there was the team officer Sun Xuesheng, and then the sergeant of the other team.

On the left side of the first layer of firearms in front of the general manager, is the general flag of General B, a fierce standard-bearer, holding a big banner of a wave of waves, leading the general soldiers to march, a stout drummer, walking beside him, beating the drum vigorously.

General Huang Wei, who led the officers of the Chinese army, Zhenfu, and Fufu at the headquarters, as well as some guards and others, was also proudly riding the horse banner, and the Qianzong banner was on the left flank of the four general queues.

The Jingbian Army had 800 soldiers, one musketeer and one pikemen, and the queue they formed at this time was four rows of musketeers and pikemen, and the pikemen followed behind their own musketeers. Among them, the first three layers of operations, and the fourth layer of firecrackers and pikemen, respectively, serve as reserves, and supplement the number of casualties.

The officers and men of the rear battalion and the right battalion, one left and one right, are lined up in eight layers, forming an array of extremely long left and right and extremely short depth, plus the new army of Xuanfu Town on the right flank is also arranged in this way, and in the middle of the march, the army formation spreads straight to both sides for several miles, and the two sides seem to be unable to see the edge.

However, considering the combat effectiveness of the new army, Wang Dou asked them to leave a battalion as a reserve.

As the army marched forward, the rows of troops were inevitably a little crooked because of the terrain, or some of the soldiers were not aligned, which was unavoidable, as long as the army stopped, and within a quarter of an hour, they could be put in order.

Han Kaihui looked at the left and right, there were more than a few first-class soldiers on horseback, and there were two first-class soldiers in the rear camp and the right battalion, they were all in the front and left of each battalion.

They spread out more and were slightly faster than the infantry, but they couldn't go too far to keep the formation tight. Before the war, some officers and generals suggested that the first-class army should go first, but in this terrain, riding a horse was not much faster than the infantry, and the generals gave up after discussion.

Through the heads of the people in front, Han Kaihui also saw some artillery, marching one or two hundred steps in front of the military formation.

This kind of terrain. The heavy artillery was quite difficult to walk, and the gunners of the artillery battalion were constantly looking for places to pass, and when they encountered a difficult place, the gunners whipped their horses hard, or dismounted and dragged them with manpower, so that they marched without any queue.

around them. There are stragglers from various headquarters to protect them. There are also some who do not collect at night, and are guarded by the grenadiers of the camp.

All the way over, the ground was high and low, but in front of it, the banners of the military formation of the two Tatars and the Gaoli dog were faintly in sight, and they set up a military formation that was larger than the Jingbian Army and the Xuanzhen New Army combined.

Han Kaihui didn't care, as long as he forced forward, he could kill them to the ground. The only threat is their artillery.

In the sound of drums, Han Kaihui and the Jiazhong brothers climbed over a ridge, and passed through a group of trees, and there was a grass hut in front of them, which was burned to the ground. Han Kaihui made a detour, and Wu Dingguo climbed directly through the broken wall.

A person passed through this area before and after, and Zhao Rongsheng, the first leader, ordered to keep the queue.

In front of me, there were large fields, the same weeds were dense, and some ridges were hidden deep in them.

"Onward, keep the formation!"

Drumming. The roars of the officers came from time to time, and looking around, the soldiers of the Mabu Jingbian Army on the eighth floor in front and behind slowly returned to order.

Look at the big picture. Only they can do this, the Xuanzhen New Army on the right flank, marching up to now, before and after, has long been out of line. Of course, this is relative to the Jingbian Army, and from the perspective of foreign troops, their queue is still quite tight.

Suddenly, Han Kaihui's eyes froze, and there were some big pits beside him and in front of him from time to time, and there were high mounds of earth and stones next to them, which were sprinkled with lime.

"Attention, into the artillery range of the two Tartars, the front and rear columns are staggered!"

The shouts of the officers in the ministry came, and Han Kaihui looked at the soldiers in the first few columns, and subconsciously dodged to the right, instead of facing the front and back columns.

Suddenly, the fierce swan sound on the side of the two tartars sounded, and then the cannon roared, and the white smoke on the mountain ridge filled the mountain, and the whistling sound was loud, and many solid iron balls came towards them.

"The second Tartar has fired!"

Although he had a firm will to fight, Han Kaihui was still a little apprehensive in his heart, looking in the direction where the shells were coming.

A chilling whistling sound came near, and there was a loud bang, and an iron bullet weighing more than ten catties hit the ground dozens of steps away in front of the right, setting off a large cloud of black mud and grass, but the cannon did not jump.

Han Kaihui breathed a sigh of relief, this kind of terrain is still beneficial to his side, and then listening to the faint sound of relief from the brothers beside him.

The artillery was whistling, and more and more second-Tartar shells were fired, but fortunately, they were not accurate enough, either in front or behind, and because of the terrain, some of the shells hit the fields, and most of them were difficult to jump, or the rolling distance was not long.

A cannonball also smashed a few steps in front of Han Kaihui, the earth seemed to tremble a few times, and the flying dirt and grass splashed on Han Kaihui's armor, and a deep hole appeared in front of Han Kaihui's eyes.

When passing by, Han Kaihui deliberately looked at the pothole a few times, and was secretly frightened, if this shell hit his body, it would really be a corpse.

He made up his mind, and the pressure on the Hongyi cannon was not small, but he firmly believed that he could carry it to the front of the two tartars.

Just along the way, although many artillery pieces of the Second Tartar were empty, there were also some shells, which caused casualties to the Jingbian army.

Although most of the fields in front of me are soft, there are some places where they are cracked and hard, and the terrain is relatively high, especially in the higher places.

When Han Kaihui marched with the army to a crack area, a whistling cannonball rushed diagonally, and with a bang, the heavy solid projectile smashed on the thick ground, stirring up a large puff of smoke and dust, and then jumped high, spun rapidly, and rushed towards the queue of General B, who came a few steps away, and bounced for more than ten zhang away.

Flesh and blood, unable to stop the raging of cannonballs, this ten-pound solid iron ball, crashed into the crowd like a withering and decaying, and effortlessly opened a flesh alley.

Due to its oblique side, this solid shell caused serious damage to many musketeers and pikemen in the eight columns in front and behind the B Headquarters.

Blood and minced flesh like rain and mist rose in front of him, and a few columns away in front of the right, half of the body of a bird soldier was destroyed, Han Kaihui only felt a cloud of smoke and dust flash, and before he could react, not far from him, a spearman soldier in the armor had already rolled to the ground holding his thigh.

His thigh was severed by Qi Gen, revealing the white bones inside, and fountain of blood poured out from the wound and broken leg.

Stumps and flesh were scattered, just like this warrior. After the shells flicked, many soldiers fell to the ground.

Although they tried their best to endure it, the great pain still made them cry out loud.

Han Kaihui bit his lower lip, grieving in his heart, the injured brother. It was just added to the armor not long ago. He used to be full of longing for the future, and vowed to make military achievements and make his family proud, but as soon as the great achievements started, he had to be disabled and retired, and all the military glory had nothing to do with him.

He couldn't help but want to look back, and Zhao Rongsheng, the first commander, yelled: "Don't stop, keep going!" ”

At this time, the drum music in the middle of the ministry is even more intense. The officers shouted one after another: "Forward, stride forward!" ”

Han Kaihui abandoned all thoughts and shouted with the brothers: "Forward, forward!" ”

Amid the roar of artillery, the Jingbian army continued to march, accompanied by the sound of drums. The continuous military formation continued to advance.

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Most of the Han Eight Banner artillery in the mountains was aimed at the Jingbian Army, and after the shelling, Kong Youde and others were anxious to watch the results.

However, he saw that most of the shells were empty, and they were either a little ahead of the Jingbian army or a little behind. After all, a few miles away, the gunner saw only a tiny figure, and it was really difficult to hit.

Even if there are markings in some places. However, the difference is a millimeter, and the muzzle of the gun is raised a little bit at will, and a little lower is an error of tens or hundreds of meters, especially when the target is in motion.

The Jingbian army marched in a sparse formation, which also reduced the hit rate of the Qing army's artillery, and their arrangement could not be more than the first four layers and the last four layers.

Because of the terrain, the accuracy and lethality of the artillery were reduced, and some of the queues happened to be behind the hilly slopes, needless to say, this area was basically fields, and many places were soft.

Kong Youde saw that a cannon shot not far in front of a column of Jingbian troops, except for splashing them with mud, it did not cause any casualties, and some of the cannons entered the column of Jingbian troops, but they penetrated through their gaps.

There are also shells that hit some sparse forests, and there are Jingbian troops marching there, and the shells are shooting in, and I don't know what the result is.

Even so, there were still some artillery shells that achieved results, and Kong Youde was pleasantly surprised to see that when a solid iron ball jumped up, it happened to slanted into a column of marching Jingbian Army infantry, and the stumps and flesh in the blood mist and the fragments of armor flew up.

This shell caused serious damage to the gunmen and pikemen of the Jingbian Army on the eighth floor in front and behind the place.

There was also a shell that spun rapidly, piercing from the side towards a wave of marching Jingbian cavalry infantry......

"Okay, that's it, hit hard!"

Kong Youde applauded loudly, Shi Tingzhu and the others laughed, and in the position of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, there were also large cheers.

Although the results of the first wave of artillery bombardment were not great, firing 10 shells, and there were not a few of them, but they finally achieved some results, and as the Jingbian Army approached, they could be fired more accurately and achieve greater results.

They are fed up with the suffering of the artillery of the Jingbian army, and they can bombard them at this time, but they are beaten and cannot fight back.

Eduardo thoughtfully put down the clairvoyant mirror and passed the order: "All artillery, try to bombard as far as you can!" ”

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

In the roar, the Qingying artillery was fired round after round, and all parts of Yijialing were shrouded in dense smoke.

The gunners of the Qing camp who had previously shelled desperately pushed the cannon back into its original position, used the degree plate to calculate the distance again, and some gunners desperately cleared their chambers and filled with ammunition.

Because they are divided into three rounds of firing, their barrels have more time to dissipate heat, and according to the markings, those gunners can also be more calm.

The cannon roared, and the heavy solid iron ball drew a long arc in the air, smashing into the ground in front of him, Kong Youde saw the Jingbian Army's infantry formation, as well as the blood mist in the Xuanzhen New Army from time to time, and even saw that the Jingbian Army's thousand flags fell, although they soon continued to be erected.