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A pebble the size of a fist, full of weight, smashed on the head, the helmet cracked, smashed on the front door, the flesh was blurred, and one after another the cavalry was blown up and bled to the ground.

A gust of wind blew away the smoke of gunpowder, and a picture of hell appeared in front of everyone.

I saw that on the south bank of the Wei River, three or four hundred Qing troops were lying horizontally and vertically, and they all fell to the ground. People pressed the horses, and the horses pressed the people, just like stacking Arhats, and blood flowed out of these corpses, and flowed into the Wei River, and the waves flowed away.

The wounded man stretched out his claws and struggled desperately, trying to get out of this hell on earth, desperately opening his mouth wide, but there was no sound in his throat, and he fell heavily to the ground.

There were still hundreds of Qing troops in the river, the explosion deafened their ears, the blood stinged their eyes, the war horses under their crotches trembled, and these beasts also felt scared!

"Ahh

There was a scream, and these people were so frightened that they ran back, and the degree was even more shocking than when they got up.

Wu Sangui and Nikan all stood on a high place, taking in the qiē at a glance. The big traitor was expressionless, he had long known that Gu Zhenhua was good at using firearms, but now that he saw it, his level had improved a lot compared to the beginning.

This person has grown too fast and the strength in his hands is too strong, if he can't get rid of him in a fight, I'm afraid that he will become his own gravedigger in the future!

The big traitor has regarded Gu Zhenhua as the biggest threat, and Wu Sangui can ignore his father's life and death, which shows that this person has been ruthless to the extreme. He locked Gu Zhenhua as the most important enemy, so he would naturally spare no effort!

Wu Sangui waved his hand. Called a person, this person is the former Datong general Jiang Xuan, Li Zicheng when he broke through Datong. Jiang Hao led the crowd to surrender. Li Zicheng also looked down on this kind of general, and had the heart to kill him, but was dissuaded by the general Zhang Tianlin and saved Jiang Jiu's life.

However, after Li Zicheng retreated, the Qing army entered Shanxi, and Jiang Hao turned around and took revenge and killed Zhang Tianlin. Surrendered to the Manchus.

Originally, Jiang Jiu was going to be arranged to participate in the battle to attack Shaanxi, but considering that Wu Sangui had insufficient generals, and Gu Zhenhua had always been ruthless to the traitor generals. He was not worried that they would rebel, so Dolgon sent Jiang Hao to the battlefield in Henan.

"The last general has seen the king of Pingxi!"

"Well, Mr. Jiang, have you seen it. Gu Zhenhua is despicable and shameless. Relying on the power of firearms, slaughter our army. This king gives Jiang Zongbing a chance, you lead the people of the headquarters, you must kill Weihe and kill Gu Zhenhua! ”

Of course, Jiang Hao also saw the afterimage on the other side, and Wu Sangui let himself go up, just to act as cannon fodder!

But what can be done?

Big fish eat small fish and small fish eat dried shrimp. The Manchu Qing Dynasty regarded Wu Sangui as lackey cannon fodder, and Wu Sangui regarded the smaller Jiang Jiu as cannon fodder. This is the law of the traitor world!

Jiang Hao could only grit his teeth and said: "Don't worry, the last general will definitely win and defeat Gu Zhenhua!" ”

The war horses galloped, the Daxu banner advanced, and the people and horses behind followed closely, Jiang Hao beckoned the people and horses of the headquarters, and gathered towards the river in a swarm.

As the youngest shrimp, Jiang Hao couldn't eat others, but he was not willing to cut meat on himself, so he moved those people to the front and let these people act as his meat shield.

On the high slope, Nikan stared at Jiang Jiu's people, pursed his lips, and sneered: "King Pingxi, Jiang Jiu's virtue, I'm afraid he can't win against Gu Zhenhua?" ”

"Lord Belle, in front of firearms, any kind of elite soldier is the same, it is better to use some garbage to consume the firepower of An**, and wait until their firepower is weakened, in a stream."

"Well, King Pingxi is so calculating!" Nikan smiled and said, "You have to send a good warlord, as long as you don't rush forward, you will be killed." ”

Just as they were discussing, the sound of the bull's horn shook the heavens and the earth, and Jiang Hao led the men and horses, flowing with the river, and rushed towards the opposite bank.

The overwhelming number of people and horses rushed in, and Gao Hongtu, who was standing on the top of the mound to observe the enemy's situation, showed a smug smile on his face. This dense stormtrooper formation is exactly the favorite of the artillerymen!

After such a long period of accumulation, the artillery battalion of Gao Hongtu has become quite impressive, with a total of 160 tiger squat guns, 50 Fran machine guns of various types, and 20 red-coated cannons.

Especially the red-coated cannon, since Zhou Kun transported a red-coated cannon to Guide, Ge Jiangshi arranged for a good cannon maker, and Tang Ruowang also joined in, and they focused on imitating the red-coated cannon.

Among the many factors restricting the manufacture of artillery, one of the most important is the insufficient amount of bronze, China has never been a major copper producer, and a large amount of copper has also been made into copper coins and circulated in the market.

For the sake of artillery, Gu Zhenhua is also painstaking, in fact, you can consider using iron cannons, but first, the technology is not up to par, and secondly, the time is not enough, the pressure of war is real, An ** is racing against time, directly copying bronze cannons, obviously more time-saving, the problem lies in copper!

Gu Zhenhua thought about it, so he could only make a small amount of silver tickets to replace the copper coins on the market, but fortunately, he had sufficient silver reserves in his hands, and finally there was no big fluctuation, and he successfully got a large number of copper coins. At present, the rear is stepping up manufacturing, if he waits for another half a year to start a war, Gu Zhenhua's capital will be more sufficient and his strength will be stronger, but the Manchu Qing Dynasty did not give him this opportunity.

Of course, at the moment, these cannons are powerful enough!

Gao Hongtu stood on a mound less than a mile from the river, and beside him, various types of artillery were lined up one after another, and the black muzzles were aimed at the Qing troops in the river. The soldiers sweated profusely, carried the shells, corrected the gun emplacements, and made the final preparations before shooting.

Seeing that Jiang Hao's troops had already crossed the center of the river, Gao Hongtu gave an order, and the red-coated cannon with the longest range took the lead. The artillery roared one after another, and Gao Hongtu was in the middle of the position, already covered with white smoke, and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke filled his nose. Choking people cough.

Behind the cannon, the breech was nervously cleaning the chamber of the gun, and he listened to the sound of water vapor in the wires of each cannon. However, now the artillery battalion uses silk medicine packs, and each of the Hongyi cannons in the artillery battalion has fired at least ten cannons each, and the barrels of the cannons have still not seen the heat. And it is easier to clean, and the combat power of the artillery is greatly increased.

A small change can bring considerable progress, these are not the result of Gu Zhenhua's indiscriminate golden finger as a traverser, and there is a good reward and punishment system.

Craftsmen work hard to innovate and study new technologies, and soldiers also feedback back the problems encountered in the battle.

During the shelling, the observers of the basic salvo units, using the cannon mirrors, constantly reported the numbers loudly in the deafening sound of the cannonballs, and the deputies holding the clairvoyant mirrors quickly checked them. After the target is verified, the aiming men of each group shake the iron handle of the gun tail vigorously, adjust the elevation angle of the gun, and prepare to shoot again!

The artillery apprentices of the artillery battalion who served as the soldiers nervously carried out the cannons and medicine bags from the ammunition trucks back and forth, and seized this rare opportunity to practice in real combat to carefully figure out how actual combat differed from the theoretical study of the past.

Gu Zhenhua has long said that as long as the artillery is sufficient, the artillery will be vigorously expanded.

Cannons are the gods of war, and these artillerymen are the operators of the artifacts, holding over life and death. There is not a single man who does not salivate over this wonderful feeling.

In the eyes of these recruits, the most brutal massacre is being staged!

The person who was running suddenly lost his head, a cavity of blood spurted out several meters high, the corpse staggered and fell to the ground, the war horse fell from the head, the head and body were smashed out of a large hole, the flesh burst out, and the knight above also flew into the air.

Of course, it was in the middle of the river, and the water and silt limited the power of the cannons, and it was impossible to see the spectacle of a single cannonball sweeping across a line. Some of the shells smashed directly into the mud and did not hurt the Qing troops, but splashed a column of water several meters high, which still showed the powerful power of the artillery.

The surrounding Qing troops were splashed and soaked, and if it weren't for the desperate shouting of the warlords, these people would really have the urge to turn around and run away.

Although the red-coated cannon is powerful, after all, there are only a limited number of them, and the shock caused by them is far more than the actual killing. The Qing army risked the threat of death, and a large number of them rushed onto the riverbank.

At this time, Gao Hongtu had a hideous smile on his face, it was just an appetizer, and the real meal was coming! 、

"Swap shots!"

In the smoke of gunpowder, the bright red battle flag embroidered with black edges appeared and disappeared in the smoke of gunpowder. Under the battle flag, the sergeants of the artillery battalion moved nervously and orderly, and their every move was well-trained.

The most powerful armament of the Han people is showing this unprecedented hideousness.

The gunner stuffed the grape shell into the thick barrel, and with a loud bang, a string of bullets shot out, like a hailstone, hanging over the heads of the Qing army.

The dense cannon fire continued, and a Qing soldier raised his head, he saw the last scene of his life, only to see that the air was full of lead shots, iron eggs, and even gravel and sand. Each one carries a strong kinetic energy.

"Ahh

The soldier let out a heart-rending shout, and a bullet fell into his eye, and the eyeballs popped out in an instant, and the projectile power was still the same, directly penetrating into the brain marrow, and the soldier died in an instant.

There was even more miserable, the front was hit by a cannon, the dense bullets blew the chest into a honeycomb, the blood was dripping, the internal organs flew wildly, and a broken heart fell into the neck of the soldier next to him, which made this guy scream in fright.

Countless Qing soldiers were hit by artillery and fell to death in the river, and their bodies flowed down the river with the river.

Gu Zhenhua stood on the Yuan Rong car, holding the telescope in his hand, and he could clearly see that under this round of shelling, the river water had turned blood-red, and the heavy fishy stench and gunpowder smoke were diffused in the air.

Jiang Jiu's subordinates killed and injured five or six hundred people in an instant, the corpses were silted up into a mountain, the river was cut off, and the living people, in the pile of dead people, kept advancing, this strong depression almost made people crazy.

"My lord, retreat quickly, the brothers can't hold on!"

The subordinate general cried and begged Jiang Xuan, this guy was red-eyed, and he hacked the subordinate general to death with a wave of a knife.

"Rush! Rush me to the end! You are dead, Lao Tzu rushes forward! ”

Looking at these losses, Jiang Jiu's heart was also bleeding, but another voice in his heart was even stronger: If you don't die in the front, Lao Tzu will die in the rear! (To be continued......)