Time: In front of Hu Biao and others, there were 27 minutes and 02 seconds left in the blood-red countdown.

A shell of 'boom~' landed on a position more than a mile in front of the Yin army's formation, which was the artillery unit of the Yin army, which had completed the layout of the position, and finally fired a test shot.

Because it was a test firing, the accuracy of this shell was a little worse, and the cavalry closest to the landing point was almost 20 meters away.

But this shell was fired by a 12-pounder cannon breech gun, and the shell was still a flowering shell.

After the 5.44 kg shell fell to the ground, it did not bounce on the ground several times in a row, like the iron lump fired by the green army, and finally stopped because it lost kinetic energy.

Instead, there was a violent explosion that sent a cloud of mud and sand flying on the ground.

The nearest dozen or so war horses immediately appeared in obvious panic, and the cavalry above was only calmed down after a while.

But the more numerous cavalry of the Green Army, the look of horror on their faces was still quite strong, obviously a little frightened by the power of the Yin Army's shells.

At this moment, Man Long, the commander of the Great Green Cavalry, was still quite qualified.

Whipping the war horse under his crotch fiercely, before making it start to speed up at a trot, he shouted a sentence in his mouth:

"Everyone, mammoth eyes, rush up at full speed with me, as long as you rush up, you can win~"

After that, after touching his left hand around his waist, a black strip of cloth appeared on his hand, and he leaned over and threw it to cover the horse's eye.

As soon as he was done, he accelerated and took the lead in rushing towards the side of the British.

Such a practice of blindfolding the horse can prevent the horse from running away after being frightened.

So under such an order, all the cavalry complied; And after doing such a thing quickly, he whipped the war horse desperately.

In order to increase the speed of the horse to the extreme, it can rush through in the shortest possible time.

At the same time, there were five artillery pieces left on the Yin army's side, adjusting the muzzles of the guns rapidly; Having finished loading their shells, they will soon be able to fire more accurately.

Major Adam glanced at the black tea cup in his hand and found that it had been drunk.

With a relaxed face to the guards beside him, he said a sentence in his mouth: "Tom, your skills in making black tea are getting better and better, bring me another cup." ”

He was so confident the whole time.

Even the command of the battle was delegated to the company commanders; Because in his opinion, in the face of such a backward opponent, there is no need to take action in person.

And in Yangcheng, on this side of the city wall.

Under the fierce beating of the guerrilla general's arms, the war drums of 'dong, dong' became louder and louder, almost resounding throughout the entire Yangcheng and beyond.

It was such a huge movement that made many defenders lie on the city wall and look up, and there were even a small number of people dressed as civilians.

Such a scene is somewhat of the scene of tens of thousands of onlookers in the city when the Jin soldiers attacked the 'Cooking Cake Mountain' in the past 'The Shame of the Great Song Jingkang' mission.

It's a pity that compared with the fate of the people of Kaifeng for Hu Biao and others, they are very worried.

Now the vast majority of people watching the battle at the head of the city are just watching the excitement.

When a bullet landed in the stormtrooper cavalry, it instantly overturned several surrounding horses; Even after the hit, the scene of people and horses falling apart on the spot.

The expressions on the faces of these people are only fear, amazement, shock, etc......

Silently counting the artillery on the Yin Army's side in his heart, after sounding six times in a row, Hu Biao's heart breathed a sigh of relief.

On the one hand, the round of artillery bombardment by the Yin army just now caused about fifteen or sixteen casualties to our side; Fortunately, none of them landed on the side of their ranks.

Because of the power of this old-fashioned firing projectile, even the most senior veteran of the team can't bear it.

After all, in the mission world, there is no way for them to put on the nanomaterial armor that the singer has processed in the modern plane.

On the other hand, Hu Biao knew that such a 12-pounder breech cannon could only be used by the skilled artillery of the Yin Army to shoot two rounds a minute.

That means you don't have to worry about the bombardment of this thing for the next thirty seconds.

As for thirty seconds later, it depends on whether they can rush into the battle line of the Yin army and mix with them in such a little time.

Among them, after rushing to within 200 meters in front of the formation, the process was the most difficult.

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Time: 26 minutes and 47 seconds left in the countdown.

Man Long, who took the lead, had already led people to rush to a distance of 300 meters in front of the Yin army's array; At this moment, a tiger spear in his hand had been replaced by a large bow with one stone.

The one hundred and twenty or thirty elite cavalry behind him were the same, but the bow power was smaller.

They just waited to get a little closer, so that the Yin Barbarians could taste their Eight Banners warriors, who had once dominated the world in terms of riding and archery.

It's just that at this time, the captain and company commander of the Yin Army company that used Brunswick-style front-loading smoothbore firing guns were estimating.

It was determined that these big green cavalry, the group of people who rushed to the front, had already entered the company's new musket reequipment, and the effective range of 300 meters.

Immediately in his mouth, he yelled: "Fire~"

Early in the morning, the first column of the famous lobster soldiers of the Yin Army was holding the musket, and the instinct in the order was to pull the trigger and let the dense gunfire sound.

And when they aimed before, they instinctively aimed the muzzle of the gun in their hands at the opponent's armor, which was the most delicate armor, and at first glance it was the target of the opponent's leader.

It is equivalent to firing in the front, and a volley was fired at the position where Man Long was.

At the moment when the gunshot rang out, Man Long made a bent motion on horseback.

Relying on this action, and good luck, even the hair was not hit; But some of the Eight Banners warriors around him didn't have such good luck.

In the blink of an eye, thirteen or fourteen people were shocked and fell from their horses.

There were also three or four people, because even if they were blindfolded after the war horse was shot, they still went crazy in severe pain and lifted the owner off the horse.

Or they collided with the war horse on the side, and even the people and horses fell directly to the ground.

Seeing such a scene, Man Long's heart was filled with unspeakable anger.

After more than a hundred years of good days with hardcore crops, the former Eight Banners disciples were basically abolished, and he spent too much effort to form this town mark of more than 100 people.

But in the blink of an eye, more than one percent of the battle was killed, which made him feel so distressed.

At the same time of anger, a trace of fear inexorably rose in Man Long's heart.

The main reason is that he has been immersed in the glory of the Eight Banners Ancestors, and he has almost no experience, and he never thought that the process of charging with guns and cannons would be so dangerous.

Fortunately, his long-term pride and ambition to become an official and a knight prevented him from turning around and running away immediately.

After getting up from the horse, he had to yell out a sentence of 'for the sake of Daqing' to give himself courage.

As a result, at this time, the personnel in the first row of bullets on the Yin army side had already retreated, and the second row had already come up.

The new muskets in their hands were raised, and in the command to 'fire', the trigger was pulled again.

So Man Long opened his mouth, and the loud gunshots rang out again.

I don't know why Man Long's luck is so good? Under the dense bullets flying around him, it was only the lightning rod-like helmet on his head that was broken.

It was the Eight Banners warriors around him who were put down by fifteen or sixteen people.

But Man Long, a soft egg, all his courage and ambition were all knocked out in this round, and only the instinct of survival was left in his heart.

As soon as he pulled the horse's head, the oblique thorn began to turn, and at the same time that he shouted wildly:

"Retreat, retreat, ......"

(End of chapter)