The officer who was captured by Yang Yuchun was Yang Fang, who was once called the second Yang with Yang Yuchun in another time and space.

After graduating from the Army Officer Academy.

Yang Fang was sent to the front - although he was a little unconvinced when he was captured at first.

But now with the Ming army already on the verge of owning the south.

Yang Fang is also a member of the "Army Department" who graduated from the Army Military Academy.

Therefore, it is impossible for him to give up his good future on the side of the Ming army, go back to the Qing army, join the green battalion with no future, and become the head of the green battalion.

In fact, a cadet like Yang Fang, who graduated from the Army Military Academy with excellent grades, has an extremely bright future on the side of the Ming Army.

Especially now that we are still in the midst of a great war.

There is an opportunity for meritorious service and promotion at any time.

"Understood!" Yang Fang, who was extremely stout, took a deep breath.

"The 1st and 3rd Battalions of Musketeers, the 2nd Battalion of Grenadiers, come with me!"

More than 3,000 regular soldiers were dispatched at once.

The purpose is to defeat the Baoyi army that Qianlong took out for the first time in one blow!

Yang Fang understood what Yang Yuchun meant.

That is, to inflict enough damage in the first blow, to defeat Qianlong's Baoyi army in one wave, and let the Qing army, which regards the Baoyi army as a trump card, know....

The so-called trump card.

It's just a dish!

Under the watchful eye of the commanders of both sides.

Two formations arranged in a neat formation, each with a distance of about ten paces between them, jumped over the bunker and marched towards the enemy with the beat of the drum.

At this time,

War between the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Instead, it began to evolve into a queue of shots on the European side.

The soldiers on both sides wore fiery red uniforms, gray cloth coats, steel helmets on their heads, and hats made of bamboo.

However, the musket in his hand was carried on his shoulder.

The flickering bayonets pointed to the sky, and slowly approached in a similar formation.

"Who came up with this tactic?"

Fan Baoyi in the queue was extremely worried.

According to the method in training, this is to shoot at each other with muskets.

Whether you live or die is entirely up to luck.

However, with the Eight Banners officers and the Overseer Team behind him, coupled with the leather whip in training, Fan Baoyi temporarily suppressed his fear of the Ming army's musket, and silently recited the rules in his mind.

"Three-stage strike tactics, reload after fighting, continue to move forward after reloading..."

This tactic of shooting forward while shooting was often used by the Qing army during the Qing-Burma War.

Now, after some improvements.

It was used on the body of the Clothed Army.

Just as the line infantry on both sides was approaching.

It was the artillery of both sides that fired first.

In fact, the reason why there was such a big air raid between the horizontal teams was to avoid the shells.

Boom Boom!

The first to fire was the plastered artillery corps, which advanced with the line infantry.

After a salvo, the artillerymen of the Baoyi Army hurriedly cleaned the barrel with a mop soaked in water, and wrapped the barrel with cotton cloth soaked in cold water to cool the barrel.

And the shells they fired smashed directly into the horizontal formation of the Ming line infantry in front.

Most fell between the horizontal columns of the line infantry.

There was a dull explosion.

Full flood.

"Hooray!!"

"It's time for the reverse Ming to taste the cannonballs of our Qing Dynasty as well1"

"That's it!!"

The Eight Banners soldiers who were watching the battle in the back cheered one after another.

But when the smoke cleared, the smiles on their faces stiffened.

Because they found.

This round of massive artillery bombardment and heavy gunpowder smoke even almost enveloped the entire Ming army's military formation.

But....

The number of people on the other side has not decreased much.

The horizontal team is still moving forward at an unhurried pace.

The Eight Banners soldiers who watched the battle were dumbfounded.

"It's... What's going on? ”

"How many people didn't kill this shell? Are these rebels invulnerable? ”

"I've heard that the bandits have the martial arts of practicing invulnerability, could it be that the bandits and the reverse Ming are in tandem?"

"It's over, the bandits and the reverse Ming are combined, two to one... The Great Qing Dynasty is in danger! ”

All of a sudden.

Jing Pian lingered in Qianlong's ears, and his face became more and more gloomy when he heard it.

"Why can't this shell kill people?"

Fukangan was puzzled.

But if their gaze can penetrate the thick smoke of gunpowder, they can understand why.

The explosion of black powder was not as violent as expected—compared to yellow powder, black powder burned a little slower.

The artillery shells of the Qing army can produce so much smoke that they will become smoke bombs.

In fact, it is caused by the fact that the quality of their black powder is not good and the combustion is not sufficient, so the power of the black powder explosion is not great.

Coupled with the technical problems of the Qing army's leads.

In fact, some of these shells did not explode at all, but after hitting the ground, the lead did not continue to burn and became a dud.

The other part exploded without incident.

However, in order to withstand the bore pressure of the shells when fired, the shells made of pig iron were made very thick - this is also related to the shell production process of the Qing army.

It is different from the assembly line production of steel shell integrated stamping used by the Ming army.

The Qing army adopted pure handicraft production.

Artisans who produce shells have to engrave their names on each batch of shells produced.

If there is a problem with the quality of the shells, the craftsmen will be directly responsible.

Under the threat of high-pressure punishment.

Qing craftsmen tended to make shell casings as thick as possible.

As a result, the charge is limited.

Some of the black powder explosions were not even powerful enough to shatter the shells and turn them into fire-breathing fireworks - unless such a shell was particularly unlucky with the blade, the probability of killing someone was really small.

Secondly, even if the shells were successfully exploded, the shells cast from pig iron were blown in half, and not enough shrapnel could be made.

The damage to infantry caused by the shock wave generated by the explosion of gunpowder alone is very limited, especially black powder.

Even if it was the artillery shells of the Ming army, the killing and wounding of the infantry was more dependent on shrapnel.

Not being able to produce enough shrapnel meant that the Qing army's artillery shells were quite limited in lethality - it was better to have direct solid shells.

Yang Fang, who was in the smoke, let out a heavy breath.

Originally, the momentum of dozens of mortar guns fired together on the opposite side was quite large.

The Ming army had suffered this loss before.

The recruits of the first battalion were frightened.

Now after some reconstruction.

Although everyone was worried, they finally did not throw away their muskets and run away.

But when the shells actually fall...

The soldiers of the Ming army found out.

The flowering bombs of the Qing army are nothing more than that.

Except for a few unlucky ones who were directly hit by the shells.

Most of the explosions were really just a sound and didn't kill at all.

On the contrary, the thick smoke created enveloped the military formation, giving the Ming army some cover.

When the Ming army suffered a round of shelling on this side.

The light howitzers behind their flanks also let out the roar of the god of war.

A salvo of six guns.

The ground shook and dust was flying.

Six conical shells parallel to the ground spun at high speed, rushing towards the army formation of the Clothed Army at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The shell cut from the side at an angle of about forty-five degrees.

The cone-shaped cannonball exploded in the air before it could land after continuously piercing the bodies of several Clothed Soldiers!

The volley of shells produced hundreds of shrapnel from the shells, which instantly swept through everything around.

Six shells went down.

The Baoyi Army suddenly fell in a large area.

The Eight Banners soldiers who watched the battle from behind them broke out in a cold sweat and exclaimed again and again.

"How can it be so powerful?"

"That's too good, isn't it?"

Just when the Eight Banners were exclaiming.

The commander of the Baoyi Army, Fukangan, was jumping on his feet.

"How can it be so powerful! These coated minions are damned for one or two! ”

Yes, how could it be so powerful, six shells blew up almost the entire army formation at once - there must have been many people lying down and pretending to be dead!

Fan Baoyi lay on the ground and trembled with fright.

His body was covered in blood, and there was a lot of scrap of flesh hanging from him.

The blood was not his, but one of the hapless coats beside him.

The cannonball slanted through the unfortunate man's chest, blasting his body completely, splattering blood and flesh.

"Get up! Get up! ”

"Cowering, slash!!"

The first to react were the children of the Eight Banners who were officers in the Baoyi Army.

One by two, their voices were trembling, and they couldn't even hold the weapons in their hands.

But at this time they still got up, urging the coats to march.

After all, the Qing Dynasty has their share.

Fan Baoyi trembled and got up and continued to move forward.

Really.

In fact, the damage caused by six shells was definitely not as terrible as the previous shells that poured a large area as soon as they rang off.

After all, the Ming army used ordinary bombs filled with yellow powder.

It would be nice to be able to blow up a few people.

The Baoyi Army really underwent rigorous training, and after some rectification, they lined up in a dense horizontal formation and pressed forward.

When the distance between the two sides is about 100 paces.

"First platoon, ready to shoot!"

With the roar of an officer.

The first row of the clothed soldiers raised their muskets and knelt down on one knee.

"Volley!"

Bang Bang Bang!

The sound of fried beans sounded.

The horizontal team of the first row of the Ming army in front of them suddenly fell a few soldiers.

However, the surrounding Ming soldiers turned a blind eye, and the back row was quickly replenished with a few soldiers.

Continue to keep the tight horizontal line forward.

"Why didn't they shoot yet?"

With doubts.

Fan Baoyi, who was in the second row, staggered forward with the first row that squatted down to load, and now the second row became the first row.

"Salvo ready!"

Syllable!

Fan Baoyi hurriedly raised the musket.

"Volley!"

Another salvo.

The Ming army in front of them fell more than a dozen people this time!

But...

The Ming army has not yet fired.

Fan Baoyi, who squatted down to load, hurriedly poured gunpowder on the muzzle of the gun, looking at the Ming army column that was getting closer and closer.

The movements in his hands became more and more flustered.

It's not as calm as when I trained.

After the third platoon of shooting was completed, a considerable part of the Qing troops in the first platoon had not finished loading at this time.

This would not happen in training – the battlefield and training are different after all.

However, as ordered.

The original first platoon and the current third platoon had to get up at once and shoot over the first two platoons.

It's just that with the panic loading, some of the coaters of the coat army haven't had time to pull out the stabs, and some don't know that they didn't have the fire in the last round and repeated reloading....

The panicked horizontal team was driven to the shelves and stepped forward in a panic.

And at this time.

The Ming army's horizontal line was already approaching thirty paces.

"Three rows of horizontal lines together! Twenty steps in front of you to shoot a salvo! ”

Yang Fang shouted!

A sharp suona sound sounded.

The infantry of the Ming army, which was originally moving forward slowly, quickly rushed forward, and the three rows of horizontal formations, which were originally about ten paces apart, quickly approached and formed three rows of dense horizontal formations.

The first row of half-squats.

The second and third rows stand.

The muskets of the third row rested on the shoulders of the second row of non-commissioned officers.

Thousands of muskets, the muzzle of the black hole pointed at the Clothed Army, which had not yet had time to complete the loading, and was already a little chaotic at this time.

Only twenty or so steps...

Fan Baoyi's hands and feet suddenly became cold.

Finished...

This thought together.

Thousands of muskets were already roaring in front of them.

After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly got up from the bed. If you want to watch the latest chapters, please download the Star Reading app and read the latest chapters for free without ads. The website has not updated the content of the latest chapters, and the Star Reading APP has updated the content of the latest chapters.

He took a big breath of fresh air, and his chest trembled.

Confused, incomprehensible, all kinds of emotions come to my heart.

Where is this?

Then, Shi Yu subconsciously looked around, and then became even more dazed.

A single dormitory?

Even if he had managed to be rescued, he would have been in the ward by now.

And their own bodies...... How could it be that there was no injury at all.

With doubts, Shi Yu's gaze quickly swept from the room, and finally his gaze stayed on a mirror at the head of the bed.

The mirror reflected his current appearance, about seventeen or eighteen years old, and his appearance was very handsome.

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The previous self was a handsome young man in his twenties who had been working for a while.

And now, no matter how you look at it, this appearance is only the age of a high school student......

This change made Shi Yu stunned for a long time.

Don't tell him that the operation was a success......

The body and face have changed, and this is not a question of surgery or not surgery at all, but immortal magic.

He's a different guy altogether!

Don't...... Did you cross by yourself?

In addition to the mirror at the head of the bed, which was obviously not good in feng shui, Shi Yu also found three books next to it.

Shi Yu picked it up and looked at it, and the title of the book instantly silenced him.

"Essential Animal Breeding Manual for Novice Breeders"

Postpartum Care for Pet Animals

"Alien Beast Ear Girl Evaluation Guide"

Shi Yu: ???

The names of the first two books are quite normal, but what are you doing with the last one?

"Ahem."

Shi Yu's eyes were solemn and he stretched out his hand, but his arm quickly stiffened.

Just as he was about to open the third book to see what it was, his brain stabbed violently, and a flood of memories flooded back.

Icefield City.

Pet animal breeding base.

Trainee pet breeder. The website is about to close, download the Star Reading app to provide you with the great god Mr Mu Mu Mu Ah's Qianlong: Qing Dynasty? What about my Great Qing Dynasty?

Beastmaster?