Chapter 36: The Decisive Moment (Part II)

Before the gunners of the Dashun Army could react, thirty-six modern 105m shells smashed into the surroundings of the hundreds of guns in the position of the Dashun artillery battalion at several times the speed of sound!

"Boom!!"

Thirty-six shells exploded almost at the same time, and countless fires carried the fragments of the shells out in all directions, instantly shrouded in a radius of several hundred meters!

Cannons of more than 100mm are definitely genuine heavy artillery in modern China, and more than 30 heavy artillery pieces are fired in a salvo, even the regular troops of a division in modern times have to tremble, and the power can be imagined.

The shield that could block the bow and crossbow arrows of the Divine Arm shattered in an instant under the aftermath of the cannonball, and the fragments of the cannonballs that barely had any blocking were like shattering porcelain to tear the body of the Great Shun soldiers!

Countless splatters of flesh and blood continued to burst out in the Dashun army, and a single cannonball even shattered the entire red-coated cannon formation of the Dashun army!

On both sides of the path where the shells landed, blood and flesh and fragmented corpses were spread out in blood-red circles with a diameter of tens of meters!

In just one round of artillery bombardment, the hundreds of artillery pieces of the Dashun army, with nearly 2,000 gunners, were almost wiped out!

The violent vibration and the roar of huge shells came, and the 300,000 Dashun infantry suddenly had a commotion, and even the 40,000 Dashun armored old battalion was a little hesitant and almost mutinied.

But the big Shun soldiers in the front row couldn't see what was going on behind them, so the commotion was not too serious.

Under the urgent pacification of Li Zicheng and others, the commotion of the Dashun army gradually subsided.

In the middle of the 40,000 armored old battalion, Li Zicheng and other high-ranking officials of Dashun were gathering here, and they witnessed their own artillery units turn into broken copper and iron in an instant, and now they are all extremely frightened, but they are also sad and indignant.

Made, this girl on the other side is hanging!

Li Zicheng turned his head back with a very ugly face, shifted his gaze from the rear to the front, and stared closely at the mighty military flag with the word "back" on the opposite side.

I don't know what kind of artillery this Ming army used, it was so powerful that the artillery battalion that occupied a radius of several hundred meters was completely abandoned at once!

Fortunately, this Ming army did not choose to fire at the 300,000 Dashun soldiers at the first time, otherwise, the Dashun army might have already broken and fled now!

If this is the case, Li Zicheng may have to run away again with the old camp of Dashun.

Li Zicheng knew very well that his only chance now was to take advantage of the time when the opposite side was changing shells, and in this short period of time, he would break through the opponent's shield array in one fell swoop and engage in a chaotic battle in which the two armies were mixed together.

Only such a melee can make those terrifying cannons on the opposite side unable to exert such power again.

Otherwise, as long as there are a few more rounds of such artillery bombardment against the 300,000 Dashun soldiers, the Dashun army will definitely be defeated!

If such an artillery bombardment falls into the old camp of Dashun, the consequences will be even more serious, and he may even lose the capital to make a comeback!

When it is broken, it is broken, and the fighter must not be missed!

In the heavy infantry formation of the old battalion behind the Da Shun soldiers, Li Zicheng gritted his teeth and waved his hand forward.

The 40,000 Dashun old battalions in the array suddenly began to advance, and tens of thousands of archers also began to advance.

The Great Shun soldiers had to move on.

At this time, the giant arrow in Su Ming's hand was still shooting the officers of the Dashun Army, standing on the high platform with his back to the Weijun flag, he was wearing black gold iron armor, hunting with a scarlet cloak behind his back, and the overlord giant bow in his hand was like a god, nailing a famous Dashun army officer on the way forward.

The evening sun shone on Su Ming's body, and the golden armor suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

Only half a minute later, the first row of 300,000 soldiers in the front row, when they were still two hundred and fifty meters away from the shield wall, immediately shouted and began to run wildly.

An old battalion of Dashun, who was burdened with dozens of pounds of armor and weapons, crossed out of the queue of Dashun soldiers, desperately speeding up his pace with a cruel smile on his face, and at the same time kept roaring and cheering for himself, trying his best to close the distance between him and the target.

But it was at this time that the crossbowmen who had completed the loading let out their roar for the first time, and the arrows of steel and iron bones, relying on terrifying kinetic energy, flew at close subsonic speeds, and the crossbow arrows flying at subsonic speeds raged like a nightmare in the Dashun army, and blood and flesh were splashed everywhere they passed.

But the Dashun soldiers are still advancing.

Soon, the distance between the Dashun army and the Beiwei army entered one hundred and fifty meters.

"Fire!!"

Su Ming waved his hand very solemnly and shouted at the same time.

Zhu Ronghua, commander of the armored artillery regiment, suddenly shouted: "All of them, fire without restrictions, and never stop until the last enemy is killed!"

More than two thousand soldiers of the armored artillery regiment armed with rifles, at the same time pulled the trigger.

In the fireworks bursting from the muzzle, thousands of bullets, like a shadow, rushed by, densely crashed into the Dashun soldiers, the forging hammer repeatedly hammered and then heat-treated bullets, with off-string kinetic energy through the layers of iron armor, and then through the body of the old camp of Dashun.

In the dense screams, countless Dashun soldiers fell on the barbed wire.