"Ahh

One of the auxiliaries was hit by a high-speed projectile the size of an adult's fist, and the projectile wrapped in huge kinetic energy easily tore his body in two. Because the speed of the projectile was too fast, at the beginning, the auxiliary soldier only felt a chill in his lower body, and when he lowered his head curiously, he found that his lower body had disappeared at some point, and it was only then that he felt a sharp pain spread throughout his body, and then a heart-rending scream came out of his mouth.

"These damn dogs, I'm going to kill them all!"

Although Dai Shan was more than two miles away from the Ming army's main formation, he could still clearly see the situation on the battlefield from the clairvoyant mirror, and he saw with his own eyes that a projectile tore an auxiliary soldier in two and then crashed into an infantry soldier.

The infantry soldier also saw this projectile, and after a long period of training, he reflexively blocked the heavy shield in his hand in front of him, trying to block the projectile, but he ended up with the same fate as countless people who tried to do it, when the projectile hit the heavy shield, the heavy shield made of wood and cowhide that blocked countless arrows for him quickly turned into fragments, and countless sawdust flew around, stabbing him into a hedgehog, and the projectile that shattered the heavy shield smashed his head effortlessly, Then it fell heavily to the ground.

"Damn Ming dogs, how can their artillery move with the army, how is this possible?" Seeing this scene, Dai Shan almost crushed a mouthful of steel teeth.

By the end of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming army's finances were close to exhaustion, the quality of firearms plummeted, and firearms often exploded, which led to the reluctance of all departments of the Ming army to use firearms, coupled with the lack of training of the Ming army, seeing that the opponent had not entered the range after launching a charge, and firing indiscriminately could not pose a threat to the Houjin army at all, which also led to the Houjin army's contempt for firearms.

In addition, the artillery is extremely cumbersome, often thousands of catties, and can only be used to defend the city, and it is not suitable for field warfare at all, so so far in Dai Shan's eyes, the artillery is just a toy, and he never thought that the toy in his eyes today would give him a blow to the head.

The hit rate of the first round of shelling was not high, only 3 of the 24 shells hit the shield car, and the hit rate was less than 20%. Although this hit rate was already high for the Ming army in this era, it was too embarrassing in Qiu Disheng's opinion.

After standing on a large cart and observing the results of the shelling with a telescope, Qiu Disheng waved his fat arm with some dissatisfaction and muttered a little in his mouth. He jumped out of the cart and ran to the back of the Type 63 8x gun mirror that had been erected at a speed that was not commensurate with his size, and pushed his observer away to observe it himself.

After observing for a while, Qiu Disheng shouted into the walkie-talkie fixed on his shoulder: "All attention, the standard charge of the first row of artillery." Distance 568 azimuth 2314 3554, elevation angle 23 degrees grape solid bomb ready! ”

"Standard loading, distance 568 meters, azimuth 2314 3554, elevation angle 23, loading solid bullets!"

Thanks to Yang Feng's training of the gunners at any cost, a large amount of information obtained from modern society and a gun team mirror that is hundreds of years ahead of this era, although the artillery battalion led by Qiu Disheng has only been established for a few months, it is already the most advanced in the world in terms of artillery handling technology and aiming level.

Yang Feng saw in the information that in another time and space, a Napoleon cannon needs ten people to operate, and an excellent cannon squad can fire four to five times per minute at the earliest. But this limit is that the rate of fire cannot be carried out for a long time, so under normal circumstances, it is already very good to fire two to three shells per minute, which is also Yang Feng's requirement for the artillery battalion.

After receiving Qiu Disheng's order, the gunners waited for the gun to return to its position, first used a worm to remove the residue and debris in the chamber, and then used a sponge dipped in water to reach into the barrel to cool down to prevent misfire during loading, and then stuffed the ammunition through the muzzle. After the gun commander made sure that there was no problem, he hooked the hook in the front of the fire rope to the safety bolt of the ignition tube, and pulled the safety bolt off with the rope to ignite the ignition tube. (In the previous chapter, Ah Ding was mistaken, and the Napoleonic cannon had abandoned the backward model of lighting the fuse with a torch.) ）

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

A continuous roar sounded, and one projectile after another pierced the air and crashed into the camp of the Houjin army. With the help and correction of the artillery mirror, the landing point of the second salvo was much more accurate than the first, this time it destroyed eight shield cars, although the other shells did not hit the shield car, but fell into the camp of the Houjin army and rampage, it can be said that it is dead and injured when touched, no matter how many layers of heavy armor you pass it does not work, this is not something that flesh and blood can resist at all.

"Ah......h

A Houjin Bujia Zhuda was grazed by a cannonball, just a stout left leg was knocked off half of the projectile in an instant, when the Zhuanda looked in the direction where the pain came from, Rao is no matter how fierce he was, he couldn't help but let out a terrible scream after seeing that his thigh was missing half of it, and then the whole person fell heavily to the ground.

"These damn Han dogs, these shitty Nikans, how can they do this!"

Seeing the Ming army's shells keep falling in their own offensive formation, Dai Shan's face twitched, these dead and wounded infantry armor are the elite who have followed him for many years, in the past, these elites were able to easily defeat three or five Ming troops by any person, but now they didn't even touch the enemy's face and were bombarded by the opponent's artillery to heavy casualties, this battle was too embarrassing.

grabbed the collar of Gushan Ezhen Enteheng on the side and shouted: "You go and tell Yue Tuo and Actun, I don't care what method they use, immediately get rid of those damn thistles, and then charge, otherwise I won't spare them!" ”

"Huh!"

As soon as Enteheng received the order to leave, Dai Shan ordered the herald to blow the horn to accelerate the attack.

"Woooooooooo......oo Woohoo......"

As the horn sounded, the army that was still slowly advancing immediately increased its speed, and one of the people who was divided into the tiger head gun in his hand raised his hand and shouted: "Dajin warriors, those cowardly Han dogs will only hide behind and shoot cannons, as long as we rush to them, we can use the weapons in our hands to chop them to pieces, everyone rush!" ”

After speaking, the assigned Pashku ran to the back of a shield cart and personally pushed the shield cart, and under his leadership, many infantry soldiers also personally ran behind the shield cart to help those auxiliaries push the shield cart, and for a while, the morale of the Jin army was greatly boosted, and the speed of march was greatly accelerated.

The actions of the Houjin army were clearly seen by the Ming army on the city wall, and everyone began to worry about the friendly forces outside the city.

One lieutenant admired: "The friendly artillery outside the city is so sharp that it can beat the Tartars breathlessly, and they have to order to speed up." What's even more rare is that their artillery is so light, one or two horses can be dragged away, it is really convenient, if we also have such artillery, if we encounter Tartars in the field in the future, that battle will be much easier. ”

Hearing this, the eyes of all the generals of the Ming army, including Sun Chengzong, were a little bright, most of the artillery that the Ming army has today is thousands of pounds of artillery, although they also have some light artillery such as tiger squat cannon and Furlong machine gun, but in terms of power and mobility, they are far from being compared with others, just now they can see clearly in the city, people's artillery can be erected and used directly from the carriage, and it only took less than a quarter of an hour at most from the march to the combat state, which is too awesome.

Just when everyone was looking forward to having this kind of light and powerful artillery in the future, Zu Dale on the side sneered: "It's too early to say this, let's wait for those people outside to enter Jinzhou City alive." ”

Everyone was silent after hearing this, yes, now the Ming army outside the city is still surrounded by the Houjin Tartars, if they are completely annihilated by the Tartars, everything will be in vain, and these powerful artillery pieces will all fall into the hands of the Tartars.

"Woo woo woo ......"

In the hearts of everyone, in the formation of the Houjin Tartar attack, a Jia Lazhangjing grabbed the horn of the trumpeter next to him and blew it vigorously, and suddenly a full of angry horn sounded again.

Hearing the sound of the horn, the originally somewhat chaotic Houjin offensive formation began to become neat again, and at the same time, many people also increased their speed, and the auxiliaries in front were desperately pushing the shield cart forward.

"Quick...... Speed up the launch! ”

In the hollow phalanx, Qiu Disheng observed the bullet point with a telescope, and at the same time issued a password to correct the angle of the artillery, and his mouth was constantly urging the gunner to speed up the firing.

Although the twenty-four artillery pieces kept pouring tongues of fire, they still stubbornly advanced to a place more than two hundred meters away from the front of the phalanx despite the casualties of the Houjin army, and at this distance, the Ming troops in the phalanx could already see the hideous smile on the face of the Houjin Tartar.

"Good...... Rush up and kill all those lowly Nikans! After Dai Shan, who was watching the battle in the rear formation, saw this scene from the clairvoyant mirror, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face, and at this time he didn't notice that the Ming army on the opposite side seemed to have not fired for a while.

At this moment, Qiu Disheng, who was standing in the phalanx, shouted loudly: "Pay attention to all cannons, change shotguns!" ”

"Change the shotgun!" Shouts rang out from the gun emplacement.

The two gunners, who were located in the back, immediately brought in a box of ammunition with shotguns.

The loader opened the box and took out the shotgun and began to reload, the shotgun was divided into three parts, consisting of an iron drum made of thin iron sheet (the iron bucket contained a hundred iron balls the size of a little thumb), a butt and a medicine bag, after the loader loaded the ammunition, the gunner again observed that the azimuth angle was no problem and then yelled, indicating that there was no problem, and the other gunner then pierced the gunpowder bag with a long needle, and the gunner hooked the hook in the front of the fire rope to the safety bolt of the ignition tube and pulled it hard.

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

Twenty-four guns spewed out white smoke at the same time, and the huge kinetic energy of gunpowder shot the shells out of the barrel, and the shells made of thin iron sheets scattered almost the moment they flew out of the barrels, shooting 2,400 shotgun projectiles at the Houjin Tartars two hundred meters ahead.

The damage caused by these shotgun projectiles is devastating.

While the sound of artillery still echoed in the air, a large metal storm enveloped the front of the Golden Tartars, and 2,400 shotguns swept through almost everything in the front row, piercing the bodies of those armored and unarmored infantry and auxiliaries.

Some clever Houjin Tartars hurriedly hid behind the shield cart after seeing the opposite artillery firing again, but this kind of shield cart that could save lives in the past also lost its protective effect today, and the shield cart covered with cowhide was easily pierced by the whistling projectile. Then these projectiles mercilessly shredded the bodies they were proud of and thought they had been strong for more than ten years. The armor they wore was as fragile as a piece of paper in the face of a shotgun.

The shotgun's projectile can even continue to move forward after passing through the body of the first row of Tartars until it kills the second Tartar in the back row.

In the eyes of the Ming generals of Daishan's clairvoyant mirror and the Jinzhou city wall, the Tartar that had rushed to two hundred meters in front of the Ming army's hollow phalanx suddenly fell down as if it was blown by a strong wind, and the blood was like a fountain of anger, like a red flower, one after another connected into a piece, connected into a face, like a red picture of flowers, extremely gorgeous.

It's just that although this kind of splendor is wonderful, it is too deadly and vicious, after the metal storm, the Tartars in the front row fell one by one, and in just a few seconds, more than five hundred Houjin Tartars fell in front of the formation.

Some of the Tartars who had fallen to the ground had not died for a while, they were rolling in pain from the bullets, and their terrible cries resounded through the sky, and the stumps and severed arms were everywhere, and the blue-gray intestines and various organs were scattered on the ground, and blood burst out from the wounded and the corpses, which flowed in the dry area and gathered into small streams.

At this moment, time seemed to be frozen in good times, whether it was the Houjin Tartars or the Ming army at the head of the city, they were stunned, they never thought that this battle would be so cruel.

Is this war or massacre?

"This ...... This and this ......"

Dai Shan's face suddenly turned pale, his lips trembled slightly, and if he got close to him, he could even hear a slight gurgling sound, which was the constant tapping of his upper and lower presses, and his mouth was also muttering.

"This ...... How is this possible......"

In fact, not only the Houjin Tartars and the Ming army on the city wall, but even the Jiangning army itself was stunned by the lethal effect of the shotgun, the gunners of the Jiangning army in the past have not tested the shotgun, but the problem is that they have never tested the cannon with a living person.