Chapter 81: The Power of the God of War (Part II)

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After a rumbling cannon fire, forty shotguns pierced through the white smoke of gunpowder, dissolved into black shadows in the sky, and with a sharp whistle, they landed on top of the charging crowd of rebels.

The thin cast-iron shell was torn apart by the huge force of the flight, and countless projectiles flew out of it, spreading into a large piece in mid-air. The shrill tail whistle seemed to be still echoing in the ears, and countless terrible screams were already heard in the charging ranks of the rebels.

Twenty-four light and heavy iron cannons, sixteen three-hundred-pound and two-hundred-pound heavy mountain splitting cannons, even if three or five shotguns of poor quality could not be dispersed, this wave of blows would have swallowed up at least three or four hundred lives of the rebels.

The earth bloomed with flowers of death, and the bright red color rendered the earth.

In an instant, the charging rebel army fell silent, and everyone was stunned by the killing. Although the next moment they continued to charge under the leadership of the leader.

"No stops! Rush, rush—"

"As soon as the cannon goes off, it rushes closer, and it can't hit......"

"Don't stop, don't stop—"

Roaring and brandishing swords and guns threateningly, the rebel ranks continued to charge.

It is true that the forty iron cannons that can shoot shotguns have not yet completed their reloading. But Liu Xianjun still has mortars. Thirty mortars, for this battle, Liu Xian brought all of them without leaving a single one.

The reason why he put the rebel army so close was that he was not afraid that the rebels would really rush in front of him, and the medium-range attack he relied on was them. [Rockets should not be used lightly, the technical content of this thing is too low, too low, and it is too easy to be imitated. Muskets, small mountain splitting cannons, and grenades count as close range. 】

After a short burst of cannonade, the flowering projectiles filled with granular gunpowder pierced through the white gunpowder smoke, turning into graceful arcs in the sky, and landed in the charging ranks of the rebels with a sharp roar.

The long tail whistle seemed to be still echoing in the ears, and the explosion of "boom-boom" was heard in the ranks of the righteous army. Thirty mortars, even if you remove thirty percent of the duds, there will be about twenty flowering shells exploding in the ranks of the righteous army.

Every time a cloud of smoke rises into the air, a few or more unfortunate volunteers are killed and wounded and bloodied. At this moment, the whole world seemed to tremble in the sound of explosions......

The air in his chest seemed to freeze instantly. The rebel soldiers who were wrapped in the explosion, everyone felt the black cloud crushing the city, they couldn't breathe, and they seemed to be buried in the grave in the blink of an eye.

There was a faint fishy smell wafting through the air, it was the smell of blood. The Yama King of the Ten Halls of Yama must be laughing because countless lives are being harvested like ripe wheat.

"Fire!"

Kong Lingren gave another order. The bloody baptism of the second wave of shotguns completely collapsed the entire rebel army. The scattered rebel wolf bèi fled, and they were killed and wounded on the battlefield, leaving behind nearly a thousand people.

During the defeat of the rebels, twenty-four light and heavy iron cannons fired a third round. Putting the rebels closer to fight has such benefits. It is more fruitful than blowing them apart from afar.

Xie Huayao, Li Keqing and the others all had gloomy faces, and they originally relied on the front to disrupt Liu Xian's army array, used elite assaults, fought in close combat, and then covered up the past of the melee with a large force, but they were ruthlessly broken by this blow.

The strong firepower of Liu Xian's army on the opposite side is a bottomless pit at all, and a thousand people fell before the three or four thousand people charged to the ground, and how many should the thirty or forty thousand people charge fall to get close to hand-to-hand combat?

Liu Xian's army was backed by the Huangshui River, and the righteous army was besieged on three sides at most, and it was impossible to encircle and outflank it. Then there is the impressive platoon of guns killed by Liu Xian's army, and the short-range mountain-splitting guns and gunpowder canisters often used in previous battles......

These are like mountains coming from the top, which has wiped out all the confidence of Xie Huayao, Li Keqing and others in the First World War.

"Back off. Back to Xie Gong Town! ”

The momentum came violently, and the withered and dejected left. Li Keqing personally led the team to suppress the formation, and Xie Huayao led the team to retreat quickly.

Liu Xian did not go in pursuit immediately. Without the help of artillery, even if his troops could take down several times the rebel army on the opposite side, the casualties would not be small. Liu Xian didn't want to see this result.

First, hand-to-hand combat soldiers were sent to clean up the battlefield, and there were more than 200 wounded soldiers of the righteous army who were still alive. There is a place for them in the coolie camp. And those who were seriously injured were not killed, but lifted up, and when they saw the main force of the rebels again, they were sent over. What about more than 100 people, this scream and waiting for death, the righteous army will also be sad when they see it, right?

Xie Gong Town could not live in 30,000 or 40,000 people at all, Xie Huayao was stationed in the town, and Li Keqing and the Taiping army were stationed outside the town. The Taiping army only had a thousand people, which was not helpful at all, so Xie Li gathered two or three thousand young men to give the Taiping army inspector, who was also Liu Xian's old friend - Peng Chun.

"My lord, the rebel army only has a few iron cannons in the town, and the two camps outside the town, one is stationed by the river, and the other is stationed in Xie Village, and there are only some guns and shotguns."

Liu Xian's overseer army advanced slowly, and when it was still seven or eight miles away from Xie Gongzhen, the scouts sent out handed back the information that Liu Xian cared about.

A relaxed smile.

There was no artillery. No matter how much military strength and barracks the rebels are arranged, what is the use of the rebels?

Relying on the cannon in his hand, Liu Xian can slowly, one by one, knock them all over!

"Order, set up camp in Anchen Village."

Without looking at the map, Liu Xian said the name of a village about four miles away from Xie Gong Town, which was also directly west of Xie Village, and passed down the order.

Staring at this one-third of an acre for a long time, Liu Xian has long been familiar with such strategic points as Xie Gong Town, the surrounding terrain and even place names.

"Boom ......"

"Boom, boom, boom......"

When the sun was setting, Liu Xian's army, which had completed its encampment, had also completed the artillery position. Twelve Han Yuan Type 2 guns that could reach Xie Village began their work.

One solid shell after another fell into the camp of Li Keqing in Xie Village. There was no need to fight too intensively, and the twelve Han and Yuan II guns were divided into three groups, and in the order of one minute apart, they bombarded the camp of the Xie Cun Yi army in turn.

Kong Lingren held a pocket watch in his hand and looked down at the time, one of only three pocket watches in Liu Xian's army. He bought it from Chengdu and Chongqing, he kept one for himself, gave another one to Liu Zhuo, and gave the third one to Kong Lingren.

As the supervisor of the new barracks and the commander of the artillery, Liu Zhuo and Kong Lingren need this thing more than Liu Xian.

The smoke of gunpowder enveloped the entire artillery position, and when the cold wind blew away, it re-emerged.

Liu Xian stood on a high place and looked at the direction of Xie Village with a telescope. It is not very intimate, the magnification of the telescope is still lower, and you can only see puffs of smoke and dust......

"Wei Ming."

"Yes."

"Take the team to the east of town."

"Yes." A team of horses ridden by two hundred men.