Huang Keming served. As a gunner, he knew how difficult it was to hit a moving target from such a distance. Although the mountain-splitting cannon in the hands of the Volunteer Battalion fired as many scattered bullets, Huang Keming, the iron bullet, also had it.

The shield cart must be hit with iron bullets.

From the bottom of his heart, Huang Keming didn't have the ability to hit such an accurate head. With the range of iron bullets of more than half a mile of the mountain splitting cannon, he was given three chances, and he might not be able to hit a fixed target.

In the whistling sound, one after another cannonballs burst into the Taiping army's formation, or passed through the line, bringing up a mist of blood from the stumps. Or hit the artillery cart and scatter the thousands of pounds of huge objects in all directions.

It was only six rounds of firing of four iron cannons, and three heavy cannons on the Taiping army's side were scattered on the spot.

"Awesome."

The nine gunners of the Volunteer Battalion were all applauding, or gasping, and the two groups of Liu Xianjun gunners next to them were all upright and proud.

-- We're just amazing.

However, these people also know in their hearts that the cannons at the head of the city are so strong, and they are all piled up with ammunition on weekdays. Two or three shots every three or two days are not eye-catching, but they are enough to train the gunner. What's more, the equipment of its own artillery team is much stronger than that of the Volunteer Battalion. These people around me all rely on their eyes, and that awesome Huang Keming doesn't even know what the cannon rules are!

The task of their two artillery crews is only to shoot shotguns, and there are landmarks on the ground, and the quadrant, measuring ruler or anything can't be used at all, but this does not mean that it will not be used!

Cannonballs leaped up and plunged through the space into the Taiping army's formation, each bringing up pieces of flesh and blood or fragments of the wheels of the gun trucks.

Although the casualties brought by the artillery were not large compared to the attacking army of tens of thousands of people, the tragic appearance of flesh and blood flying everywhere by the shells was scattered, and the broken hands and feet were minced with flesh, which dealt a great blow to the morale of the Taiping army.

Most of the 200,000 troops of the Western Expeditionary Corps are newly joined homeless and hungry people, but they are not the old Western Expeditionary Corps originally led by Shi Dakai and Chen Yucheng, where is there too strong psychological endurance?

Every wave of artillery shells hit, there was a violent commotion, and it was only by the desperate pressure of the middle and low-ranking officers that they barely pressed forward.

Lai Wenguang, Ma Ronghe and others behind the battle looked kindly, and they inhaled the cold air one after another, and the artillery fire in Chenggu was so sharp, it was really heartbreaking.

"Brush the chamber!"

In the corner tower in the northeast corner, the smoke of gunpowder filled the building with yellow mist, and the cannon commander roared loudly. All the team members were busy in an orderly manner, and the movements were dazzling and complicated, but in fact, they were fast and unhurried. Carefully trained artillerymen, the reloading rate almost caught up with the rate of fire of a shotgun.

For the gunners in the corner tower, gunpowder and cannonballs are not a problem, and there are a lot of gunpowder and iron bullets in the city, but the wear and tear life of the cannonballs and barrels is what they have to consider.

Even in training, each shot must achieve and complete a certain purpose. Every time the cannon is fired, it is one step closer to its destruction, and how many shots the cast iron cannon can withstand, Liu Xian has no idea in his heart. He didn't want the Taiping army outside the city to retreat, and the twelve cast-iron cannons would be finished first! Therefore, the artillery team is required to cherish every shot, and every shot must achieve results!

A quarter of an hour later, the four cannons at the head of the city almost stopped the fury that was spewing.

The iron cannon can no longer be fired, the barrel is hot and hot, and the heat dissipation cannot keep up. However, after 20 rounds of bombardment, the Taiping army outside the city had suffered heavy losses, and the large army had to retreat outside the firing range, and only thirteen artillery carriages remained unswervingly and continued to approach Dongguan. The number of soldiers escorted by each artillery carriage has also been reduced from more than 100 to 20 or 30.

Liu Xian sighed, he remembered very well that the original version of the Napoleon cannon, as long as the speed of one shot per minute is maintained, heat dissipation will never be a problem, and the cannon can continue to fight. But the cast-iron cannon really can't keep up at this point.

A deafening burst of artillery rang out outside Dongguan City, and at a distance of three hundred paces, the artillery trucks of the Taiping Army finally arrived.

Twenty became thirteen, a third of the number of personnel.

If the iron cannon in the eastern part of the city can fire a blow at this time, it will be better than the gun carriage when it is moving. The accuracy of the Napoleon gun was second to none among front-loading smoothbore guns.

During the Civil War, the United States set a super record of killing a single target with two shots! Although such a sharpshooter is not something that anyone can achieve.

The Grim Reaper extinguished. The Taiping army breathed a sigh of relief. The fierce artillery of the defenders of Dongcheng made Lai Wenguang, Ma Rong and the two battle-hardened Heavenly Kingdom generals tremble and chill.

Fortunately, the artillery on the head of the city has stopped. The two of them, and even many experienced Taiping generals, knew that after the cannon had been fired for a while, it would be necessary to stop to dissipate heat for a quarter to two quarters of an hour, during which cold water would be poured and wet cotton quilts would be used.

This is a great opportunity for me, and I don't have to worry about when an iron bullet will fall from the sky and send me to heaven. Taking advantage of this opportunity, even the retreating Taiping troops shouted loudly and rushed forward again.

The deafening cannon sounded, and thick smoke rose from the Taiping army's position, and three to five pound cannons roared and smashed towards the Dongguan wall and the chest wall under the gate. The cannonballs fell on the city and the chest, causing the city to seem to shake for a while, and the masonry flew sideways.

Whether it was Liu Xian's army or the soldiers of the Volunteer Battalion, they all hid with their heads, and the bricks and stones that were jumped by the cannonballs hit people, but they could injure or even kill people.

Of course, the city pass is much stronger than the chest wall, and the three or five catties of cannons are still gnawed at the juncture for the time being. But when it is used to hit the breastwork, it is just a hole in one shot.

At this time, the soldiers waiting behind the breastwork were two squads of Liu Xian's army, and a sentry [100 people] of the volunteer battalion.

The bricks and stones flew sideways, and I don't know how many people ate a mouthful of ashes, and everyone even tightened their bodies behind the mound of dirt behind the breastwork.

Liu Xian stood still on the city tower, and the Taiping army's artillery fire could not reach the tower of the eastern city. The artillery of the Taiping Army is not small, and the follow-up artillery trucks are also advancing sporadically.

The number of back-ups is more than ten!

The captain of the Qing army did a really good job.

There was a splash of rocks at the head of Dongguan City, but fortunately, their own soldiers bravely protected the wall and the chest wall, and although the opponent's artillery was loud, it did not cause any casualties to its own soldiers.

Two quarters of an hour later, the four iron cannons in Dongcheng spoke again, shooting the same target, and half of the fixed artillery carriages of the Taiping army were swept away. Lai Wenguang's face was pale, and he ordered the troops to retreat!

"The artillery fire of the city is sharp, if you want to conquer the city, you must dig tunnels and blow up ......"

The first wave of the Taiping army's massive offensive ended like this. Lai Wenguang and Ma Ronghe are not the kind of people who put face first and are willing to fill it with the flesh and blood of soldiers for the sake of face. Seeing that things were not going well, he ordered the troops to be withdrawn. When they returned to the Chinese army and saw Chen Decai, both of them said so.

Get a glimpse of the whole leopard! Chenggu County is not difficult to fight, and it is not easy to take it, and today's artillery battle can be seen.