There was a thunderous click, heavy rain plummeted, and the entire river beach entered a rain mode.

God help me!

Liu Bei was overjoyed, and then pulled out his long sword.

"Ladies and gentlemen, success or failure is here. Everyone will fight bravely. Entering Yunzhou, I will allow you to get away with it for three days. ”

He wanted to take advantage of the heavy rain to completely wipe out Guo Jia's 30,000 troops with an overwhelming superiority in troops.

Liu Bei had already inquired clearly, and there were only sixty or seventy thousand soldiers and horses in Yunzhou.

20,000 were stationed in Biansai, 20,000 were stationed in Jizhou, and Guo Jia only had these 30,000 soldiers and horses.

Once these 30,000 people are eliminated, the entire Yunzhou will be in Liu Bei's pocket.

After occupying Yunzhou, Liu Bei waved his army north and south to eliminate the remaining forces one by one, and then he was the overlord of the three states of Youyun and Hebei.

Come on!

Guan Hai, Bian Xi, and He Man rushed over with a large army.

Liu Bei became the overlord, and they naturally followed the tide.

For a while, the Youzhou army rushed over with shouts, crowding the entire river beach, densely packed like grain bags of grain.

Seeing the enemy rushing over, the vanguard of the Yunzhou army was not in the slightest.

They are the elite of the Broken Army, who have experienced countless lives and deaths, and have long been familiar with this situation.

Two hundred steps, one hundred and fifty steps, one hundred steps......

Zhao Dazhui took off his outfit, bandaged his thighs simply, and returned to the front of the battle again.

This time, he has changed from a golden armor god general to the commander of artillery, and he has lost his previous publicity.

Eighty steps...... Seventy steps...... Sixty steps......

The enemy is getting closer.

You can almost see the ferocious look of the enemy on the other side.

The rain was pouring down, and the bow and crossbow could not be fired, so they could only fight hand-to-hand.

Liu Bei wanted to defeat Guo Jia in one fell swoop with absolute superiority.

Fifty steps, artillery ready!

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhao Dazhu's mouth.

The history of not being able to fire a cannon on a rainy day is over.

Now Yunzhou artillery is a kind of magic weapon that can fight around the clock.

The improvement of flint freed the artillery from the dependence on open flames, and the separation of the core barrel increased the range of the cannon.

Preparation!

Seeing that most of the enemies had already entered the firing range, Zhao Dazhui slowly raised the red flag in his hand.

At this time, he was like a sculpture, standing in the rain, but still standing.

Nearly a hundred artillerymen from ten tents were staring at the red flag.

For them, that red flag is everything.

Thirty steps!

At the forefront were the Wuhuan cavalry.

These cavalry were the most combat-ready troops in Youzhou, and after years of domestication, they had been integrated into the Han Chinese army.

They screamed, machetes in hand, and rushed on their horses.

It's as if these enemies have become lambs to the slaughter.

Put!

Zhao sledgehammer waved the banner violently.

Bang bang bang!

Ten cannons roared in unison, and the smoke and flames of rubble instantly enveloped a distance of fifty paces.

Ahhh

The Youzhou soldiers were suddenly hit by the sudden debris in the sky.

The Wuhuan cavalry was the first to bear the brunt of this.

The scattering power of the artillery was so powerful that within fifty paces there were basically men and horses in pieces, and some lucky ones did not die from the rubble, and they also lost their combat effectiveness, lying on the ground wailing.

With the roar of artillery, the enemy's front troops on the river beach instantly fell in large pieces, like a strong wind suddenly blowing on a field of crops.

Reload!

Zhao Dazhui immediately raised the green flag.

One of the artillerymen around the gun poured cold water into the small hole in the gun body, and the other artilleryman skillfully picked up the large clamp and took out the empty gun core inside. Replaced with another loaded gun core, adjusted the angle, and the whole process was very brief.

Put!

Seeing that the artillery was almost ready, Zhao Dazhui waved the red flag again.

Bang bang bang!

Ten cannons roared again.

Then it's reloading, adjusting, and firing!

The artillery produced a large amount of smoke, which blurred the vision of both sides.

Zhao Da Hammer didn't care about the thirty-seven twenty-one, and the order flag in his hand kept changing. Ten guns also kept pumping.

The soldiers who rushed over were cut and reaped their lives.

Under the ravages of artillery, flesh and blood could not resist it at all.

The artillery of the Yunzhou army fired non-stop, and the thick smoke was dense, enveloping the entire battlefield.

Those behind couldn't see what was happening in front of them, and still rushed into the smoke one after another.

Bang bang bang!

The artillery is still roaring!

The artillerymen mechanically operated, fired, reloaded, adjusted, and fired......

Everyone has their own role, and they have been doing this kind of training for three years, so there is no difference in the first actual battle. The empty cores that had been withdrawn were not idle, and the additional artillery filled them with gunpowder and gravel.

And so it is recycled.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of the cannon gradually thinned out.

This thing is a consumable after all, and the craftsmanship is slightly rough.

After fighting for so long, three of the ten cannons have been seriously deformed and can no longer be used, and they urgently need to be repaired. In addition, five gun cores have been completely destroyed, and ammunition cannot be fired empty.

There are only two guns that can continue to be used, but even after these two guns have been fired for so long, the ten artillerymen are basically tired and can no longer support the high-intensity labor.

At this moment, the thick smoke has shrouded the perimeter of the river beach, and there are no fingers in it, and it is impossible to distinguish between friend and foe.

Is it over?

Zhao Dazhui looked ahead suspiciously, and he couldn't see anything anymore.

At first, the artillerymen could still watch his red flag operation, but later the fog became so thick that even the red flag could not be seen clearly.

They will have to fight on their own.

So as long as it can be fired, it will be fired, and who remembers how many shots were fired.

Eventually, the two guns that were still roaring were completely muted, and one of them had its barrel completely shattered due to its frequent use. The other door, although not broken, has already run out of ammunition.

Collect the troops, collect the troops!

Zhao Dazhui yelled.

The artillery has already been fired, and it is useless for them to stay here, so it is better to withdraw earlier.

The tents were already scattered, and the artillerymen simply put the tents on the guns so as not to get wet in the rain.

Rush!

At this time, Gao Shun suddenly pulled out his long knife and rushed forward with the Broken Army.

He had been paying attention to the battle ahead, and when he heard the sound of the cannons was gone, he rushed forward with his men.

The heavy rain quickly dispersed the thick fog, and when Gao Shun's army rushed in front of the artillery, it suddenly stopped.

This......

When he saw the scene in front of him, Gao Shun was completely stunned.

He has been in the army for so many years, and it is the first time he has seen such a tragic image.

In front of their eyes, there was a strange thing that was half a man tall, and the dead people and centaurs were piled up.

The corpses, full of corpses, squeezed one by one, densely packed into a small space like cooked rice.

Blood has filled the entire river beach, and the feet of the Yunzhou army have not been immersed in the red blood water, and they are unconscious.

(End of chapter)