Tong Peng was secretly shocked in his heart, "These rebels have artillery?!" ”

But he immediately calmed down again, and the army was just chaotic, but the rabble, it is estimated that there are only a few bowl cannons and the like.

Immediately, a heavy artillery roar rang out again. Although it was impossible to see how many people were hit in the middle of the night, listening to the dense screams, the casualties were at least more than 100.

Tong Peng followed the prestige, and finally saw clearly, those cannons were still a mile away, surrounded by a large number of torches. At this time, how could he not understand that this range was definitely not a bowl cannon, it must be a red-coated cannon!

Without allowing him to think too much, the cannons of the "chaotic army" fired another salvo, shining neatly in the dark night, and there were at least more than ten of them in a rough count.

Tong Peng only felt bored for a while, these chaotic troops had some ability, and they had brought so many cannons.

He immediately issued an order for his cousin Tong Guangji to lead 800 cavalry to destroy the artillery of the rebel army, and the rest of the men and horses were not allowed to stop, but continued to pursue the fleeing rebel army.

As soon as Tong Guangji received the order and left, the cannon in the distance spewed out raging flames again. Tong Peng suddenly felt faintly uneasy in his heart, could it be his own delusion? The guns seemed to be firing too fast.

On the artillery position in the distance, Chen Xiongfei looked extremely excited.

He's been in several battles, and he's never had a blast like tonight.

The search for the target can be skipped directly, and the guns will be fired wherever the torches are most concentrated. The results of the battle are even clearer, a row of cannons passed, and looking at how many torches were extinguished, it was almost possible to estimate how many prisoners were killed. The whole process is even easier than daily shooting training.

Zhang Jiayu saw from a distance that a piece of fire was separated from the Qing army brigade, and quickly approached the artillery position, and hurriedly pointed over there and said to Zhu Linmiao: "My lord, it should be cavalry." ”

Zhu Linmiao nodded calmly and said, "Implement it according to the plan." ”

"Yes!"

For the cover of artillery, the Dragon Guard Army has established a complete set of plans.

As soon as the order was given, the dragoon battalion and two companies of heavy cavalry lit torches and rushed to the artillery position. The dragoons formed a defensive line in front of the position, while the heavy cavalry formed a formation on the artillery flank, and once the enemy cavalry was stopped by the dragoons, they attacked and strangled from the flank.

Tong Peng suddenly saw hundreds of torches appear in the night, rushing towards those cannons at an extremely fast speed. His eyes almost popped out, where did this come from? I can't see the flag clearly, is it friend or foe?

The artillery roared very regularly in his ears, which made Tong Peng a little numb, and his mind was thinking about the strange battle situation tonight, but he didn't notice that the torches held by Tong Guangji's cavalry had been extinguished by nearly thirty percent.

In the days when there was no radio, it was extremely difficult to command an army in the dark.

Although Tong Guangji kept ordering his cavalry to disperse, his orders were never effectively implemented - in this kind of moonlit night, it would be good to gallop on horseback and not run away without running away, who could keep a distance accurately?

Under the fire of twenty cannons, the dense cavalry suffered heavy casualties, and after only two rounds of artillery fire, nearly 200 horsemen were killed by the whistling iron ball.

Especially the terrifying lethality of the nine-pounder cannon, at a distance of only about 200 steps, a single iron ball can easily penetrate seven people!

When the cavalry reached about 100 paces, Chen Xiongfei ordered the artillery to fire a final round of shotguns at them, and then ignored the cavalry and looked instead at the place where the torches were most dense in the distance.

"The elevation angle is three points, the direction is due north and east for one point, and the maximum charge."

As he reported the firing parameters, the twenty guns of the entire artillery battalion turned their muzzles and aimed at the Jianyu infantry.

Tong Guangji's cavalry was bombarded head-on by a dense raindrop of scattered bullets at close range, and sixty or seventy people immediately turned over and fell from their horses. The corpses of men and horses rolled on the ground, and dozens of riders who could not escape in the darkness and tripped over them, and the momentum of the entire team of men and horses was stunned.

Tong Guangji's eyes were fixed on those cannons less than a hundred paces away, and with just one more whip, he could rush into the midst of those defenseless gunners and slash them wantonly.

However, the next moment, right in front of him, a dense sound of fire suddenly sounded. By the fleeting light of the fire, he saw hundreds of people lined up in a neat formation in the night, standing between him and the artillery!

The cavalry, which had been in a brief confusion after being bombarded by a cannon shotgun, was even more confused. Some planned to bypass this group of gunners, some continued to rush forward, and some wanted to turn around and flee in panic.

The Zhu family, who had been waiting on the flanks for a long time, straightened his helmet and shouted to the heavy cavalry in a neat formation behind him: "The sword is unsheathed!" ”

……

Although the main force of the Qing army's infantry was a little stunned by the artillery, it continued to chase south under Tong Peng's strict orders.

In the dark of night, the banner was difficult to identify, and thousands of men and horses had long lost their unified pace. Some of them were two or three hundred paces away from the brigade, and some of them were frightened by the cannons and became cowering, and they were far behind most of the men.

The entire Qing army formation has turned into a violently undulating wave.

It was exactly the same as Tong Guangji's cavalry, and it was not until they were only about sixty or seventy paces away from the infantry line of the Dragon Guard Army that these foot soldiers vaguely saw that there seemed to be a figure in front of them.

"Aim!"

A loud cry in unison was like a dragon roaring in the night.

"Put!"

The burst of fire guns instantly resounded in the night sky.

I saw that in the dark night, thousands of flints spewed out flames almost at the same time, forming a huge network of fire in a range more than two miles wide in front of the Qing army in front of them.

The astonishing momentum made the captives stunned, and they all stopped.

The net of fire flickered, and it was pitch black in front of them, and the people who had just been in the dark were once again hidden in the darkness, disappearing like ghosts.

Many people in the Qing army even thought that they were hallucinating in the scene just now, but the next moment, the people who were hit by lead bullets next to them let out a terrible wail, and they immediately understood that all this was real.

"Squat down in the front row!" Those "ghosts" burst out in unison again.

Due to the uneven formation of the Qing army, the infantry of the Dragon Guard Army adopted the method of platoon firing, that is, only one of the three rows of soldiers forming a line formation shot at a time, and then squatted down to reload, and then shot by a row behind it, squatted down to reload, and so on.

This type of firing can maintain a continuous fire output while avoiding the waste of firepower caused by salvos when the distance is not easy to control.

The flint shots using fixed ammunition were already very high, and the platoon firing was adopted, with a platoon of infantry firing almost every ten seconds or so.

As the second row of flints fired, the Qing army on the opposite side could barely see a dense figure under the fire light from the mouth of the gun, standing like a wall in the night.

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