Zhu Cihong stood at the head of Fengjia Village, wearing black iron armor, wearing a bright helmet, and not even a military rank on his shoulders, looking like an ordinary Ming officer. He held the clairvoyant mirror in his hand, firmly locked onto the tall, stout rattan player.

The rattan player was like a rampage bull, and no one could stand still if he collided with him, and soon tore apart the enemy's line.

The Mandarin Duck Formation was not as rigid as the phalanx, and gave full play to its high penetration and flexibility, driving this enemy army back behind the breastwork.

"It's a tank!" Zhu Cihong couldn't help but say to Sun Chuanting, who was supervising the battle with him.

Sun Chuanting was wearing a superintendent's uniform, coupled with his eight-foot tall stature and a heroic and righteous body, just standing here was enough to boost morale. He also noticed the prominent red dot, and when he heard the crown prince Chen Zan, he also said: "Indeed, this son is indeed a brave man who can overcome ups and downs for a smooth road, and the word 'tank' is quite expressive for His Highness." ”

Zhu Cihong smiled, turned to Min Ziruo and said, "Go and see if She Qian is free, if it's convenient, let him come over." ”

The town guards Fengjia Village is the 1,000th headquarters of the 1st Guard Battalion, and the thousand head She'an. Now that he has made a name for himself in the East Palace Department, they all know that he is the number one general under Xiao Mo, and the most difficult and dangerous task always falls on him. He also did not live up to Xiao Mo's trust, and his soldiers became stronger and stronger, and he really had the spirit of being invincible and invincible.

After a while, She An was summoned, and struck the breastplate with a fist with his right hand as a military salute.

"This is Liu Xi's division, right?" Zhu Cihong asked.

She An glanced at the wall and said, "Back to Your Highness, it's Liu Shi." This Liu Laosi is now the president, and he still thinks he is a rattan player, but he refuses to command in the middle. There is a lot of hatred in the words of the loss that iron is not made of steel.

"There will be a strong general and a wise general. This Liu Laosi is a real warrior. Zhu Cihong smiled: "It's rare to be like him, you can give him more combat staff officers." Just make up for the shortcomings. After this battle, let him come to me. ”

"Yes!"

The artillery on the village has completed the process of cleaning, cooling, and reloading, and once again let out the roar of battle.

Every roar made the besieging Dashun army have an extra crack in their hearts.

The green-shirted doctor guarding the city carried the wounded soldiers on stretchers with his men and auxiliaries. The seriously injured were sent to the village for surgery, and the lightly injured were bandaged on the spot.

The first tentative attack of the Shun army came to an end, and Ming Jin withdrew.

……

Rumble! Rumble!

After a short break. Outside the village came the rumbling of artillery, which was the artillery of the Shun army. This means that the tentative attack of the siege war is completely over, and now it is the onslaught of Liu Fangliang's main force.

According to the combat jihua, when Liu Fangliang was put into the main battle, it was also the moment when Xiao Mo launched two thousand headquarters to carry out a surprise attack from the rear. Under the front and back attacks, Liu Fangliang was too late even if he wanted to escape.

Xiao Tugeng stood on the hill and looked at Liu Fangliang's artillery carriage with a clairvoyant mirror. As early as when there was a rumor that the Firearms Bureau was going to annex the Shenji Battalion, he paid attention to all kinds of firearms and artillery in the Ming Dynasty. After analyzing the performance of various artillery, Xiao Tugeng did not have superstitions about being able to hit red-coated cannons five or six miles away. On the contrary, he was quite interested in the Fran cannon. The two artillery bureaus of the Firearms Division are equipped with furlong cannons, one is the heavy furlong cannon bureau and the other is the light furlong cannon bureau.

This time, Liu Fangliang was lured to the Lexia defense line, and Xiao Tugeng was ordered to bring an artillery bureau to participate in the battle as soon as possible. The heavy Furlong cannon is a fortress and a city defense gun, weighing more than 1,000 catties. The light Furlong cannon was a field gun, only more than 150 catties. Although the range of the Furlong cannon was much inferior to that of the cardinal gun, it had a high rate of fire. The heat dissipation is fast, and the powder ration is easy to operate. Most importantly. The Furlong cannon had a much lower rate of bombing than the redcoat cannon.

This time, Xiao Tugeng brought a 150-pound light Furlong cannon, with a range of about two miles, and if you use solid bullets condescendingly, the range and power are very considerable.

Zhu Cihong handed over the battalion artillery bureau sent by Xiao Donglou to Xiao Tugeng's command, but the battalion artillery bureau was equipped with tiger squat cannons, which was difficult to enter Xiao Tugeng's eyes.

"Horizontal axis three. Longitudinal axis six, ready to aim ~ accurate! The artillery map in Xiao Tugeng's hand is different from ordinary maps, and the entire map is marked with small squares like a Go chessboard. When the artillery position is set, the gunner in the center of the gun position has to carry out a forward pre-fire and set the "Tian Yuan" position. The gear of aiming for each gun was then determined by pre-firing at various angles.

When Liu Fangliang's artillery entered the bombardment range, Xiao Tugeng could judge the position of the enemy's artillery through the markers on the ground and guide his own artillery to cover the fire. This stupid method requires a large number of live ammunition to be pre-fired and counted, and in case Liu Fangliang does not transport the artillery, Xiao Tugeng can only stare dryly, or only use the foot pawn to open the meat and stuff it between his teeth.

But the benefits of this stupid approach are obvious: no specialist knowledge is required, and it's easy to get started. At the same time, it allows the gunner to have some understanding in the process of practice, and when he learns the theory again, he can be much more intuitive.

"Load!" Xiao Tugeng shouted and waved the green pennant.

Each artillery carriage was a battalion, and the captain repeated the order loudly, directing the artillerymen to load the gunpowder and lead bullets into the guns.

"Upper Son!" Yellow pennants waved at the same time as the command.

The Fran cannon is a reloading gun, because it is divided into two parts, the sub-gun and the mother gun, and is also known as the sub-mother cannon in the Ming Dynasty. This kind of artillery is more like the guns of later generations, which have been magnified hundreds of times: the empty sub-gun is the bullet case, and after filling the gunpowder and projectile, it becomes a complete bullet, and the fire gate becomes the primer of this bullet. The thick belly of the mother gun of the Furlong machine gun can be regarded as the chamber of the gun, and after the ignition is fired, the empty gun is taken out and the second gun is filled.

According to the Ming military regulations, the mother gun is powered by a vehicle and equipped with three sub-guns, so that it can be used for rapid fire in a short time. Xiao Tugeng believes in "beating snakes and hitting seven inches, and cutting grass to remove roots", so with two extra guns, the first five cannons can be fired in one minute. If it weren't for the heat dissipation problem of the mother gun, he would have liked to add two more.

"Fire the door! Ignition! ”

The red pennant drew a big "X" in front of Xiao Tugeng.

The gunner, receiving the order to shoot from the commander, lit the primer.

Three breaths later, fifteen cannons roared almost simultaneously and spewed fireworks, smoke, and projectiles.

Pushed by the huge recoil, the gun carriage rushed up the gentle slope behind the car, paused slightly as it approached its apex, and then followed the rut back to the gun position.

The Rifle pulled open the gun door with a swift blow, hooked the hot gun with an iron hook, and pulled it out. The loader waited for the smoke in the mother's belly to clear, and quickly pushed the second child into the second gun. With the cannon door locked, the observer hand was already aiming again. The gunners were armed with torches and waited for the order to shoot.

There was an occasional wail from the bottom of the mountain, and no movement of the Shun army's artillery could be heard anymore.

Xiao Tugeng clearly saw from the clairvoyant mirror that one of the enemy's heavy guns was knocked over by a ricochet, and the gunners of other artillery pieces were also heavily wounded.

He suddenly felt incomparably stronger, and his body seemed to be filled with huge liliang.

"The bottom left of the horizontal axis, the Tianyuan of the vertical axis! Free Fire! Xiao Tugeng ordered all artillery to turn in the direction of the enemy's general flag and conduct free fire.

Free fire is the gunner's favorite way to shoot, and in their words: let it go! As long as the team cooperates well enough and the tactical movements are proficient, you can release as fast as you want! It is not only the main way to vent war spirit, but also the highlight of internal competition.

Liu Fangliang's flag did not enter the firing range, but the shells bombarded the sky, and it was inevitable that some ricochets rushed over. Even if it was just rolling on the ground, it caused a commotion in the Chinese army array. Those soldiers who happened to be within the range of the shelling were even more unlucky, as if they were in hell. A few of the smarter ones immediately ran to the mountain wall, dodging the cannonballs overhead, only to be forced back into the ranks by the Warlords, or cut off their heads with a single sword.

Liu Fangliang was stunned by this artillery, and said secretly in his heart: No wonder Luo Yukun's thief was beaten to Yanzhou, it's really hard to gnaw!

"Rush! Fifty taels for rushing over the breastwork! Liu Fangliang announced loudly.

The army is ready to go, and if it withdraws, it will only result in the collapse of the whole army. Rather than being trampled to death by his own rebels, Liu Fangliang would rather die under the artillery, swords and guns of the officers and soldiers. And judging from the current situation, the Dashun army still has an advantage in numbers, and the other party is just a small village, at best, there are 1,800 people, and their own side is ten times larger. (To be continued......)

PS: In the afternoon, there was a power outage in the community, which scared me, for fear that the second watch would not be able to go out today...... Ask for recommendation tickets and monthly passes!