Compared with Kaifeng City, Yanshan and Xiangzhou in the north; Under the current situation, there are all kinds of calculations and conspiracies other than swords and swords.

The battle on the main battlefield of Zhuxian Town will always be the same.

The main theme of each day is always only the golden army of attacking, attacking, and attacking again, no matter how heavy the casualties, and soon new troops will enter the battle.

In such a way, the manpower and equipment of both sides are constantly being consumed.

Human life has become so cheap at this moment.

And with the power of swords, arrows, muskets, and cannonballs, everything is so fair.

No matter what status the personnel are, whether it is the military leaders and heroes of the Jin State, or the ministers of the Great Song Dynasty; Again, all it takes is a sharp arrow, or a bullet, to kill them.

In each given day, the combined casualty figures of both sides are at least 10,000 or 20,000 people......

"! Why isn't it dark yet~"

I glanced up at the sunset on the horizon, and it was at least half an hour before the sun set completely and then it got dark.

Immediately, in Lao Tie's mouth, he scolded with some indignation.

Everything is because today's time is the first year of Maode, the ninth day of October, around six o'clock in the afternoon.

If you calculate it carefully, the current attack that has just started in the afterglow of the sunset is already the seventh attack launched by the Jin side.

In the previous six attacks, he was in the right flank position.

The fighters of the 1st Brigade of the Separate Artillery and the 3rd Infantry Division were already almost exhausted.

And if you follow the routine of the Jin people in recent days, at night, because the Han people under their command have a large number of night blindness, they will not attack.

So if the time is pushed back by half an hour, wouldn't such an attack in front of them not happen, and let them relax a little?

It's just that there is everything in this world, but there is no such thing.

In the face of today's theoretically supposed to be the last battle, the soldiers of the New Army on the Great Song Dynasty position were kicked by the officers.

Regardless of the day of high-intensity fighting, the body that was already exhausted to the extreme, began to line up one after another.

The attack launched by the Golden Man this time, like every previous start, was still a large number of poorly made shield cars in the first position.

Boy! With such hundreds of thousands of golden soldiers gathered together, they need to burn fires for cooking, heating, and a large number of shield carts that need to be consumed in every day of battle.

I'm afraid that Zhuxian Town, as well as the forests within a radius of 100 miles of Kaifeng City, have all been cut down by these gold people.

Behind the shield cart are a large number of archers and crossbowmen, ranged troops, as well as melee classes such as axemen and pikemen.

Of course, there is also a cavalry unit in the last position, ready to charge at any time.

In the process of the Jin Man's continuous advancement, when the shield cart entered the range of two miles.

In terms of firing range, the Napoleonic field guns, 12-pounder and 6-pounder, were the first to fire; Immediately the power of artillery, such a 'god of war' was demonstrated.

It doesn't matter if it's a 12-pound shell or a 6-pound shell.

Every time it doesn't miss, it can immediately knock those shield carts that look quite sturdy, like a lake of paper shells, extremely easy to smash.

Then, the cannonballs, still with wild force, continued to move forward, and they exploded the bodies and limbs of many unlucky people, and only after they made a bloody alley in the ranks of the golden people did the cannonballs stop.

At such a point, the whole shell became a lake of blood.

It's just that under the pressure of the grassroots officers of the Jin soldiers, some of the general's personal soldiers, and the supervising team behind them, the infantry troops attacking the Jin people still maintain a staggering desire to fight.

It still maintained a fairly complete formation, and advanced towards the position at a steady pace.

Such a situation where you can only be beaten, but you can't fight back, after the shield cart at the head slowly advanced all the way to a position within a hundred paces, it can be regarded as a change.

It was the archers and crossbowmen of the Golden Man, and finally began to rain arrows against the positions of the new army.

In particular, the artillery that has been adjusted and is now directly placed on the right flank position is the object of focus.

Even if Lao Tie had arranged for a lot of swords and shields to hold shields to guard in front of the gun emplacements in the previous time, there were still unlucky gunners from time to time, and they still fell down after screaming from their mouths.

Under the cover of the rain of arrows, a large number of golden soldiers also began to charge.

In the face of such a situation, the sound of 'firing ~' on the position also continued to sound, and at the same time, bursts of gunfire also rang out.

It's just that compared to the past few days, the sound of such a row of guns is already a little messy.

No way! With the casualties of a large number of veterans, the total strength of the right flank is now only more than 6,000 people, even after a few well-trained civilians have been replenished here.

A large number of officers are squad leaders promoted from the line of fire, and even ordinary soldiers.

Among the troops under their command, the number of veterans is even forty percent.

In this way, even if the original three-stage attack is replaced with a four-stage attack; The musket fire on the position still dropped a little.

For the hair? Every time the fire was fired, many people directly knocked out the tongs because of nervousness.

Until the battle is over and the stabbing strip is recovered, the muskets are temporarily scrapped.

Fortunately, after the continuous bombardment of a large number of artillery, especially after the artillery replaced with scattered shells, the degree and density of the golden soldiers rushing up were greatly reduced.

In the chaotic sound of muskets, the remaining Jin infantry who rushed up were knocked to the ground on the spot one after another.

Even if these golden people were not killed, after they fell to the ground, they still let out extremely terrible screams from their mouths.

It wasn't just their wounds that produced a sharp pain that was more intense than knives and arrows.

More importantly, there are too many examples in the wounded barracks to let them know that such a shot of lead bullet is not very big, but the lead poison in it is more powerful than the arrows they soaked in horse manure water.

If you are shot in the chest and abdomen, you will basically die after lying down for a few days.

If you are shot in the hands and feet, you may still survive if you cut it off in time; It's just that his hands and feet have been cut off this year, and it's better to die.

As long as they are shot, the hearts of these golden people are full of fear.

At the same time, the new troops on the battlefield also continued to fall to the ground after being hit by arrows.

In short, in the whole process of the above battle, there is nothing new compared to the previous battles; But what is new for the commanders of the Jin side, Wanyan Zongwang, Wanyan Zonghan and others?

They only need to rely on such a way to consume the Song people to a weak enough level that they can finally win with one blow under the heavy cavalry charge......

******

When the battle lasted for more than ten minutes, when in the lens of the telescope, it was seen that it was three miles away.

A cavalry team of 10,000 people of the Jin people, of which there are about 3,000 troops, that is, 3,000 cavalry troops waved under the banner of the Chinese army.

Suddenly, he pulled out a fairly wide battle line with his war horse, and rushed to this side.

Under the helmet he was wearing on his skull at the time, there was a large gauze bulking out of Barong, and he didn't know why? But I always felt that there was something wrong on the battlefield.

After about three or five seconds, the thing finally realized that something important was missing.

It seemed like he had been half a minute and didn't hear the cannon sound.

As a result, this one, who had placed his command position directly on the front-line position, was the acting deputy commander of the Third Infantry Division, and he immediately became angry.

That's right, now Barong is already the acting commander of the 3rd Division.

As for his predecessor, the war dog, that buddy died after two days on the ground.

To be more precise, it was when the Jin cavalry was about to break through the position, and the four guards around the leader went up with explosives bags in their arms.

In the violent explosion, the cavalry units of the Jin people had to retreat.

Then, when the poor war dog could not find even a slightly larger piece of meat, Baron took over as the acting deputy commander of the 3rd Infantry Division, such a position with an alarming casualty rate.

And on the first day of his hurried appointment, in the first battle, the braincase was opened by the golden man.

After perceiving that on the battlefield, the artillery had not fired for a long time.

After Barong turned his head, he scolded Lao Tie, the deputy brigade commander of the First Independent Artillery Brigade, who was about ten meters apart on the left hand side:

"Old Iron! Are you fishing?

Let those Napoleonic cannons under your command hurry up and fire them; I didn't see that the cavalry on the opposite side had already rushed up, if there was no artillery fire to suppress it, you let me use my life to resist them? ”

What I didn't expect was that after hearing the words, Lao Tie turned around with a huge grievance, and scolded:

"Lao Tzu will give you a hammer, do you want to? You've forgotten that you've been yelling all the time, Lao Tie, knock out that shield cart for me.

Lao Tie, kill that commander for me.

Lao Tie, exchange the bullets for Lao Tzu and kill that group of armor soldiers.

Special! Don't you know that the barrel of the cannon needs to dissipate heat after a long firing time? And the faster the fire, the faster the barrel will get hot.

Now that the cannon barrel can be lit, you tell me how to fire, who is afraid of blowing up when the time comes? ”

After hearing this, the original huge anger in Barong's heart turned into a mouthful of spit, which he spat out heavily.

As a character who claims to 'know a little bit of everything', similar to a panacea.

Lao Tie shouted in his mouth the truth that 'the cannon needs to be cooled', and Ba Long certainly knew it very well in his heart.

The key problem is that the Jin commanders on the other side are too grandsons.

Since I saw that the right flank of the third division of their infantry division was located, because of the large number of casualties among the recruits, they could only add a small number of civilians, so they were slightly inferior in strength.

In the recent battles, they are completely pinched as soft persimmons.

The focus of each attack is on their right flank; completely regarded them here as a breakthrough for the entire battlefield.

This is also the biggest reason why Hu Biao's goods are willing to deploy the entire First Independent Artillery Brigade.

Especially now, after a day of fighting, the number of casualties among the soldiers under his command is very staggering, not to mention, the rest of the people are also exhausted.

Now that Jin Ren has made it clear that today's last battle is going to be ruthless.

So much so that he didn't know why, his heart panicked......

After hearing a roar of 'overheating the barrel' from Lao Tie's mouth, Barong, a rookie deputy division commander, originally wanted to say something.

For example, for the sake of the party-state, we must pull brothers along.

But after opening his mouth, he finally held back all the words, and after spitting out a mouthful of saliva in his mouth, he cursed in his mouth:

"Death squad, follow Lao Tzu~"

With that, he rushed towards a wall of earth with a short gun in one hand and a five-kilogram standard explosive bag in the other.

It's completely a critical moment, a warrior who takes the lead in leading the soldiers under his command.

After all, these people still can't do such a thing as letting their subordinates hold the explosives bag while they are watching from behind.

After seeing such a scene, Lao Tie also had an incomparably headache.

Although the Napoleonic cannon they cast, because it was made of bronze, the material ductility was indeed much better than that of the pure iron barrel.

But after the heat of continuous fire, it does not mean that a bucket of cold water can be poured down, so savagely and forcibly cooled.

Such a rough approach will only cause many dark wounds that cannot even be seen clearly by the naked eye under the effect of short-term thermal expansion and cold contraction.

Seriously shortened, not to mention the service life of these guns.

At some point, these injuries will cause a tragedy of exploding.

As the deputy commander of the 1st Brigade of the Independent Artillery, it is the biggest irresponsibility to use such a forced cooling operation to open fire.

To put it mildly, it is murder.

The problem is that if you don't open fire, you will have more and more sparse platoon fire on the position; The cavalry of the golden men were charging frantically, and they saw that they were about to rush into the position in a minute at most.

When the time comes, I'm afraid it's time for a rookie like Barong to hang up.

It doesn't work to fire, it doesn't seem to work if you don't fire, and for a while, Lao Tie fell into a huge entanglement.

In the end, after seeing the Jin cavalry getting closer and closer, Lao Tie let out a loud roar in his mouth:

"I can't do it so much, pour cold water and forcibly cool the barrel.

Then load Lao Tzu with shotguns and fire hard at his mother; The punishment for violating the regulations, I will carry it alone~"

Under such an order, buckets of cold water poured down on the red cannon barrel, and at the same time, there was a sound of 'bang~', and a huge white smoke also rose.

After pouring several buckets of water in a row, I couldn't care about the still hot temperature of the barrel.

A group of gunners took brushes made of pig bristles, dipped them in water, poked them into the barrel and cleaned them back and forth a few times, and when they were pulled out, the brushes were still emitting billowing white smoke.

After that, the silk-wrapped fixed projectile bag and the shotgun were loaded and tightened.

And then, something went wrong.

Because of some production efficiency considerations, the current Napoleonic field artillery of the new army is still the old-fashioned one that needs to be ignited with a torch.

Instead of holding a rope and pulling it hard, you can open fire.

So after a poke went down, punctured the silk bag wrapped in the propellant, and stuffed a fuse into it, it was equivalent to making all preparations for launch.

A group of artillery commanders with torches looked at the Napoleonic cannon in front of them for a while, and they didn't dare to start igniting and firing.

There is no way! Whoever calls one of the above operations belongs to the "Great Song Artillery Drill Code", which is strictly prohibited and must be seriously dealt with afterwards.

In such a situation, Lao Tie rushed forward.

After rushing to the position of the nearest 12-pounder Napoleonic gun, he snatched the torch from the hand of one of the gunners, gritted his teeth, and stretched out the fuse.

Thank goodness the barrel did not blow up.

Two seconds later, at the same time, with a loud sound, a large handful of shotguns beckoned to the cavalry who had already rushed into a distance of one hundred and twenty or thirty paces.

At least fifteen or sixteen horsemen, they were overturned to the ground on the spot.

The cavalry above died on the spot, and the more vigorous war horses were also twitching violently, and the effect was amazingly good.

And Lao Tie's approach also made the other gunners also have a great boost of confidence, almost at the moment when the cannon sounded.

They all lit the torches in their hands towards the fuse.

This also means that, almost three or four seconds later, a total of more than 30 12-pounder and 6-pounder cannons were fired at the same time.

They formed a huge barrage, almost all the gold people in front of the entire array; Whether it was an infantry army or a cavalry, they all fell to the ground.

With a huge excitement, Lao Tie shouted in his mouth: "Continue to fill, fast, fast, fast~"

One, two, three, five shotguns were fired in a row, and when Lao Tie lit the fuse again, a huge wave rose in front of him.

It was the barrel that had been tossed out of the dark wound before, and finally couldn't bear it.

Under the power of the explosion, he was swept away on the spot, and died before he could hit the ground; I didn't even have time to leave a last word.

It's just a position thousands of miles away, and he was originally holding a war elephant that was gnawing on his elbow.

Suddenly, I let go of my elbow in my hand, and I felt as if I had lost something important.

If she had a weird mood at that time, she must describe it specifically, it was a certain shovel officer, who found that his husky was lost, which was quite magical.

Almost at the same time, Baron, who had just stood up and threw out the explosives bag in his hand.

Before he could retract his head back into the earthen wall, a golden man's war horse also jumped overhead, and a mace smashed into his heavenly spirit cover.

It is somewhat ironic that at this moment, the position of the Chinese army camp on the Jin side.

Wanyan Zongwang saw that the Song people's central army was moving towards the right flank, and after the support army that came over was about to advance into place, it made people blow the clarion call on behalf of the withdrawal of the army, and today's battle ended here.

The Jin cavalry, who breathed a sigh of relief, turned their horses and began to retreat.

The last rays of the setting sun fell on the bodies of Ba Long and Lao Tie, dyed with a beautiful layer of gold.

Limping corn, after coming over to see such a scene, he sighed silently.

The main thing is that he doesn't know that after adding some people, artillery, and a new netizen tonight, he still needs to be nailed here tomorrow.

Hold on until the beginning of the final decisive battle.

And the final decisive battle should be coming soon; So this ghost day is coming to an end......

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