In the face of these barrages of cannonballs and lead bullets, the infantry who rushed to the front followed the soldiers, and once again became ripe wheat, and the sickles composed of barrages were cut to the ground in pieces.

Thirty paces, the casualties of the infantry directly increased to 600 people.

Not only that, the solid cannonballs that roared out of the muzzles, because of their great power, easily penetrated the bodies of several infantry followers, but still continued to fly forward with undiminished might, crashing into the Tartar archers' formation, killing and injuring real Tartar soldiers.

However, as the Tartar attacking forces continued to approach their positions, the artillery, which had achieved more and more great results, had to withdraw from the battlefield in advance. Twenty paces away, three hundred musketeers also received orders to retreat.

When hundreds of soldiers followed the communication trenches, raised their shields, and quickly retreated, Wei Zheng was already standing in the second line position.

After putting down the monocular that he had been holding in his hand, Wei Zheng asked in a deep voice to the military advisor beside him.

"Is the division, the artillery team ready?"

"General, a total of fifteen heavy Franc machines, all of them have been replaced with scattered bullets according to your orders, and they can be fired forward at any time......" Zhou Shuyuan, who wanted to see the power of the heavy Franc machine, replied with a face full of expectation.

Wei Zheng nodded, and his nervous facial expression flashed with a hint of heat, and he ordered excitedly: "Okay, order the artillery brothers, as long as the Tartars start to climb over the earthen wall, the fifteen artillery pieces will be divided into three rounds for me to shoot at the earthen wall." Let's see if the heavy Franc machine can beat the enemy and turn over the ...... on his back alone."

"With the huge power of the heavy Franc machine, it can definitely be ......," Zhou Shuyuan continued to answer with an expectant face.

Twenty Steps...... Ten Steps......

Facing the earthen wall that stood in front of him, no more than three feet high.

The infantry, who had been driven away by the master behind him, was ready to climb over the wall without thinking.

At the moment when they climbed the earthen wall, a loud roar came out of Wei Zheng's mouth.

"Shoot ......"

Less than five seconds after the order was given, five successive violent explosions of "boom, boom, boom ......" sounded on the front line of the position.

The five-door heavy Franc machine quickly forwarded to strike five steel storms of scorching lead bullets with a frontal width of more than three battles.

The great power of the heavy Franc machine was by no means covered, and after the buckshot flew out of the chamber, the initial velocity directly reached twice that of the musket.

The initial velocity of the lead ejection boring is high, and the range and power of the lead bullet will be multiplied.

Therefore, the shock brought to Wei Zheng by the five steel storms in front of him can definitely be called unprecedented.

After a storm of steel composed of lead bullets rushed towards the earthen wall a hundred paces away, whether it was the infantry lying on the earthen wall, or the infantry who only showed their heads on the front line of the earthen wall, they were all destroyed.

As long as it is touched by a dense lead bullet, because the lead bullet is soft and easy to burst, the hot lead bullet that is shot into the body will definitely leave a fist-sized blood hole in the wound.

And under the medical conditions of the current society, the blood hole that is constantly flowing outward and cannot be bandaged means that death has descended on this infantry follower.

"Attack, continue to attack, occupy the front-line positions of the Tiger and Leopard Army......" Tartar, who faced the constant death and bloodshed of the infantry and paid almost no casualties, directly expressed his disregard. He put away his longbow and waved the broadsword on his back as he drove the infantry in front of him to his death.

In many cases, death is not terrible for these infantry followers who serve as cannon fodder, because they have already been mentally prepared.

However, what really scared these infantry followers was that they knew that attacking forward was death, and they still had to attack forward regardless of qiē, and watched themselves go to death step by step.

Seeing the tragic situation of the dead soldiers in front of him being shot by scattered bullets, even if there were Tartars behind him holding a bright broadsword to drive away, the faces of the remaining infantry followers also unconsciously showed a trace of hesitation.

Based on the fact that the Tartars wanted to occupy the position and were given orders at any cost before they set out, no matter what the infantry followers thought in their hearts.

After feeling the other party's hesitation, he directly raised the big knife and slashed at the back of the opponent's neck without hesitation.

The moment strands of blood gushed out of the wound, a murderous roar came out of the Tartar's mouth.

Pointing to the corpse of the infantry servant in front of him who had been cut to the ground by himself, he shouted, "Keep attacking... Whoever dares to stay where you are for a single step, this is what will happen to you...."

The infantryman's fear of the Tartars immediately overcame the shotshots, and they continued to march mechanically, climbing over the earthen wall, intending to occupy the position that the musket battalion had just abandoned.

At this moment, a new round of shelling sounded again at the position of the Haw Par Army a hundred steps away.

The infantry who climbed the earthen wall could clearly see several orange-red fireballs mixed with a large amount of black smoke erupting from the muzzle of the cannon. Then, countless buckshot quickly swept towards his location like a wind.

In the face of death, the instinct to survive makes them subconsciously want to escape from the earthen wall and hide behind the earthen wall.

However, no matter how fast they react, they can't fly faster than a buckshot.

The infantryman's mouth was still open in astonishment, and a storm of steel with lead bullets enveloped him.

"Poof...... "The high-speed flying hot lead bullet barely encountered any obstacles, and it lightly pierced the body of the progressive soldier.

The hot lead bullet was suddenly blocked, and after being cold in an instant, it exploded directly in the body of the infantry follower. Then, a fist-sized blood hole appeared in the wound of the infantry....

After three rounds of firing and more than a dozen heavy Franc planes were all fired, the entire earthen wall line had been piled up with infantry followers. Not only that, but the blood that flowed from the bodies of the infantry and the soldiers stained the earthy yellow walls red.

1,000 infantry followed, losing more than 600 men on the offensive road. Three rounds of shelling in front of him, again losing one or two hundred people.

As far as the eye can see, the remaining 200 infantry on the battlefield is no longer enough to form a human shield in front of the Tartars.

In the face of the bloody tragedy in front of them, and in the face of the endless layers and powerful artillery units in the hands of the Tiger and Leopard Army, the Tartars who had already begun to suffer casualties were afraid.

In order to avoid too much loss of limited forces, the three hundred Tartar archers were like turtles with shrunken heads, quietly hiding behind the earthen wall and not showing their heads again.

Everyone, including Wei Zheng, believed that this round of Tartar attacks would definitely come to naught.

With heavy losses, in order to avoid the annihilation of the whole army, they will definitely take the initiative to retreat.

However, the next scene directly made the trace of joy that had just appeared on Wei Zheng's face disappear. Not only that, but a trace of solemnity also slowly appeared on Wei Zheng's face, making Wei Zheng feel the huge pressure from Dolgon and Tartar again.