Chapter 742: Vicious Arrows

"Kill ......"

The sound of killing on the Heisha Ridge shook the sky, and the Jiangning army in the middle of the road had already caused a lot of pressure on the Heisha Ridge, after Zu Dashou led the troops to join the battle, the pressure on the Qing army became even greater, and Du Du ordered the defenders on the right flank to strictly defend while sending reinforcements to reinforcements.

Under the desperate resistance of the Qing army, the attack of the Ming army became not as easy as it was just now.

"Little Cannon...... Bring the cannon over! ”

On the peak of the right flank, dozens of gunners of the Han army flag came to the front of the formation with three small cannons, and behind them were more than a dozen horsemen with red flags holding long swords.

I saw that one of the leaders shouted at the gunners: "You must install the artillery in half an hour, or I will cut off your heads!" ”

Facing the long knives that flashed with cold light, these gunners of the Han Army Banner dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, so they could only step up the movements in their hands.

These Tiger Squat cannons belong to light artillery, weighing only 100 catties, with a sleeve on the front end of the gun, and two tripods as thick as baby arms underneath, and the same is true for the back of the gun carriage.

After the gunners set up the tiger squat gun, one of them picked up the hammer and threw it at the tripod, smashing the two back tripods deep into the dirt, and then began to reload the gun.

The ammunition of the Tiger Squat Cannon is also very simple, after stuffing a package of black gunpowder from the muzzle into the barrel, a large handful of iron beads are stuffed into it, and the pestle is strong enough to complete the loading.

Seeing these soldiers of the Han Army Banner working hard, the one who supervised the battle behind showed a satisfied look on his face.

He snorted lightly and said: "These Han dogs are all cheap tempers, the more you treat them, the more unwilling they are to do things well, only with knives and blood can they be obedient." ”

"Haha......"

The more than a dozen vest soldiers behind him all laughed when they heard this, and their laughter was full of disdain and murderous intent that could not be concealed.

Although more than 1,000 of these firearms battalions were finally killed, in this internal strife, the Meng Baqi, which was the main force to suppress it, lost more than 600 people, not to mention that even the supervision team sent by the red flag also lost dozens of people.

This infighting also made the Red Banner and the Eight Banners of Mongolia begin to be deeply wary of the Han Army Banner.

Although Du Du has said that in order to prevent greater riots, it is only the firearms battalion that rebels, and it has nothing to do with the other troops of the Han Army Banner, but the estrangement has been formed, and it is not so easy to heal.

Listening to the wild laughter of the people behind them, these gunners could only pretend not to hear and work harder.

Seeing that the artillery was loaded, the leader of the division was pointed forward with a long knife and shouted: "Okay, since the artillery has been loaded, let's hurry up and fire the cannon and blast the Han dogs in front of me!" ”

A gunner, who looked like a leader, looked hundreds of meters ahead and was surprised: "But...... But there are still our people in front of us! ”

"Our people?"

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the Fende, and with a wave of the long knife, the sharp blade immediately rested on the gunner's neck, "Something like a dog, dare to question the master's orders, believe it or not, and if you say another nonsense, the master will cut off your head immediately!" ”

"Huh!"

Under the threat of death, the gunner did not hesitate any longer, he quickly took a torch and quickly ignited the fire rope behind the three tiger squatting guns.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

With three dull cannon sounds, accompanied by bursts of white smoke, hundreds of iron pellets flew forward like a torrential rain.

A rain of bullets covered a large area in front of them, knocking to the ground dozens of men who were fighting, including soldiers of the Ming army and Han banners, but most of them belonged to the latter.

The dense rain of bullets cleared a large area in front of it in an instant, littered with the corpses and stumps of the downed, as well as the painful wails of the wounded who were not dead.

And this round of shelling also alarmed Zu Dashou, who was commanding the operation.

At a place about a mile away from the shelling place, Zu Dashou pointed to the left front and said to his cousin Zu Dale beside him: "Da Le, you bring a team of firecrackers and sword and shield bearers to open the way for most of the people, as long as you can take the small mountain in front, even if our army has a foothold, whether it is offensive or defensive, you can advance and retreat freely, do you understand what I mean?" ”

The burly Zu Dale nodded heavily, "Big brother, just look at it, I will definitely take down that mountain peak today!" ”

Half an hour later, Zu Dale led five hundred firecrackers and five hundred sword and shield men to attack forward.

Although the Liaodong Army purchased a lot of Brown Bess Firecrackers from Yang Feng, they had a different view on the use of firecrackers from the Jiangning Army.

The generals of the Liaodong Army generally believed that although the power of the Brown Beth Fire Gun was huge, it required a certain amount of reload time after shooting, which determined that although this class was powerful, it was also fragile, so they must be equipped with some units with cold weapons to protect them and supplement them.

In this regard, there is a big difference with Jiang Ningjun.

"Brothers, follow me!"

Although Zu Dale is Zu Dashou's cousin, he did not rely on Zu Dashou's relationship to get involved, but rose to the rank of guerrilla general by virtue of his military exploits.

After receiving the order, he led five hundred firearms and five hundred sword and shield men to attack the nameless mountain on the left.

Garrisoned on this mountain peak is a Niu Lu with a red flag, seeing the Ming army attacking their side, Niu Lu, who had been prepared, raised his right hand high and roared loudly.

"Shoot the arrows!"

I only heard the swishing of the sky, and one arrow after another shot down towards the Ming army under the peak.

The Manchu Tartars were good at bows and arrows, and the biggest feature of the bows and arrows of the Qing soldiers was that the bow body was huge, the bow tip was long and the corner pieces were inlined, and there were obvious string pads.

The large body of the bow increases the push force and distance of the bow when the bow arm becomes smaller. The use of the lever principle is very reasonable, so the bow and arrow of the Qing soldiers have a very great lethality.

However, although the bows and arrows used by the Qing soldiers were powerful, the range was not far, only about 50 to 70 paces.

Today, however, the Qing army was on a high ground, and the range of their arrows reached an astonishing 100 paces.

This range was not much different from the range of the Brown Beth Firecracker, so Zu Dale fell into a bitter battle at the beginning.

"Whoosh ......"

With a few hurried bursts of air, the two musketeers who were about to shoot fell to the ground, their bodies stuck in long arrowheads, blood gushing out.

Looking at the arrow with a barb exposed from behind the soldier, Zu Dale gasped, he has been dealing with the Tartar for many years, he knows very well that the Tartar usually soaks the arrows he uses in the feces of people and horses for several days, and then takes them out and uses them.