Twenty miles away from Mushroom Valley, if you march in a hurry, the longest hour will be in a village where the army of Duoer Roll can be reached. Because of the arrival of the Haw Par Army, the village was originally a depressed village, but at this moment, it directly became full of people.

In the only courtyard in the village that was still intact, Wang Feng and Zhao Yun were waiting for Wei Zheng's order with puzzled faces.

"In this sortie, we brought a total of 1,200 refueling explosives packets, and after we went down, all of them were distributed, except for the artillerymen, who were divided into two, and each person prepared a fire fold to facilitate the ignition of the explosives packs."

"The Huzun artillery team, twenty-seven Huzun cannons lined up along the mountain road, separated by two battles from each other, all loaded with flower shells, after receiving the order, they fired at the Tartar artillery units on the mountain road together."

"The pike battalion and the cavalry battalion, together with the artillery, were hidden on the front line of the mountain road, and the artillerymen opened fire and immediately threw out the two explosive bags in their hands. After throwing out the explosives in the shortest possible time, immediately attack, take advantage of the situation to enter the Tartar artillery unit, and kill all the Tartar artillery. ”

"The most important point is that the battalions must not expose their targets during the concealment process...... Cover the artillery and your body with thatch, otherwise, the whole raid will be a complete failure......"

Wei Zheng's reminder made the already worried faces of the two become thicker and thicker......

Glancing at the battlefield around where it was difficult to see from the thatch, even the shrubs, Wang Feng spoke: "General, isn't it too risky to go here to fight a Tatar artillery ambush...... As soon as we can't solve the problem in a short time, the army of Commander Doerroll will surround us here......"

Wei Zheng shook his head and replied: "You are wrong, many times, the disadvantage on the surface really reaches the battlefield, and if it is used well, not only will it not become a disadvantage, but it will also become an advantage to help us." ”

"You say, for example, the terrain and the environment. Even you think that this place is not suitable for ambushes, let alone Tartar artillery units. ”

"I can say with certainty that we chose this place not only not to attract the attention of the Tartars, but also to catch the Tartar artillery units by surprise. At the beginning of the battle, inflict maximum damage on the Tartars with the heaviest firepower......"

"As for why this place is so close to Mushroom Valley and Duo'erroll, there are two other issues involved."

"First, the closer we get to here, the less vigilant the Tartar artillery units will be, and the less likely they will be of spotting us during the march, and the greater the chances of success in the whole ambush......"

"Second, being close to Mushroom Valley means that we are close to the mountains...... Only in this way, after the battle is over, can we retreat to the mountain before the reinforcements of Dolroll arrive at the battlefield, so that the cavalry under the command of Dolroll can no longer help us. ”

"Well, immediately carry out the order, start building positions, and at the pace of the march of the Tartar artillery units, we will have at most two days to prepare...... In addition, send two brothers who are good at riding and understand Manchu to reconnoiter the enemy's situation, and reconnoiter the situation of the Tartar artillery unit along the way, and report it to me......"

The trench, which was no more than two feet wide and four feet deep, just enough to hide one person, was rapidly extended along the line of the mountain road at a speed visible to the naked eye with the efforts of several White Tiger and Leopard soldiers.

I have to say that Wei Zheng and the entire Haw Par Army should be grateful for this season.

If it were spring and summer, the thatch that covered the surface of the trench would have been dried and discolored, thus attracting the attention of the Tartar artillerymen on the mountain road.

However, it is now a bitterly cold winter, and the thatch, which has already withered and yellowed, will not change its color no matter how it is dried.

After covering the trench with a thick layer of thatch, the tartars walking on the road could not see that a trench more than four feet deep had been dug in the wilderness thirty paces from the mountain road. Counting the soldiers of the White Tiger and Leopard Army, holding weapons in their hands, like hunters ready to go, quietly waiting for their prey...... That is, the arrival of the Tartar artillery units.

More than 20 Huzun cannons, except for the high raised muzzle, the entire cannon body is buried in the soil, and is covered with withered yellow thatch, no one can imagine that there will be more than 20 large killing weapons hidden here to harvest the lives of Tartars.

Although most of the artillery corps with white flags were composed of Han Chinese, some Tartars who played a role in surveillance were still indispensable. Although the captain of the artillery team is a hundred households from the Ming army, the real master is the deputy captain Fu Zhen, and a henchman under the command of Duoer Rolling Niu Lu Zhangjing.

In the face of the transfer order of the master Duoer Roll, Fu Zhen completely ignored the loss of the artillery cart on the road, and marched all the way to Mushroom Valley.

As Wei Zheng guessed, at the beginning, this Fu Zhen was worried about what attack the artillery without infantry protection would encounter on the march, so he was very cautious about marching. However, as the artillery team got closer and closer to the mushroom valley, the vigilance in the Tartars' heart slowly relaxed.

Especially after seeing the flat wilderness terrain around him, Fu Zhen, who was riding on a war horse, completely relaxed and began to hum a song that ordinary Han people couldn't understand......

Fu Zhen's vigilance was completely relaxed, not to mention the ordinary Tartars, those Han artillerymen who had always been regarded as slaves by the Tartars.

As a result, the entire artillery corps changed in all other respects, except for the speed of the march, which still did not change anything.

At a glance, the first impression of this artillery was not an army, but a caravan in a hurry.

In this way, this army, which did not look like an army, did not find the hunters hiding on either side of the mountain road at all, and did not feel a pair of eyes looking directly at them. All the way into the ambush circle, into the range of more than 20 Huzun cannons.

On a slope hundreds of meters away from the battlefield, Wei Zheng held a telescope and motionless to observe the latest situation on the road.

When he saw the artillery transported by the Tartars in the gun cart, one by one, entering the ambush circle, a flash of heat quickly flashed on his calm face.

Without putting down the monoculars, he ordered the guards behind him: "Prepare immediately, and after receiving the order, immediately light the fireworks and send a signal to the front-line brothers......

Everyone's anxious waiting, the last heavy Franc machine gun dragged by the Tartars finally entered the ambush circle.

Seeing this, a sneer appeared directly on Wei Zheng's face, and he ordered with a murderous face: "Immediately light the firework fuse, send a signal, and the troops will start attacking ......"

As soon as the Wei Zheng order was issued, the burning sound ......of the fire rope being ignited sounded from behind him.

After the spark disappeared, three explosions sounded in succession, and then sounded behind him.