As the middle-aged Jianyu was talking, he heard a cannonball screaming through the air overhead, and a cannonball drew an extremely high curve, and the sound was getting closer and closer.

His heart tightened, and the next moment, the cannonball slammed into a foot behind him, and there was a clattering sound of bones shattering.

The middle-aged captive suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the few people who were smashed by the cannonballs, and saw that there was no one he knew, so he turned to the young soldier on the side and said, "Look, only three or four people have died." However, this cannon should have been fired by a novice.

"Let me tell you, this cannonball usually flies straight up, sweeps down a row of people in the place it passes, and then rolls out a little more, and can injure a lot of people. But like the cannon just now, it fell diagonally from above, and it was embedded in the ground and could not roll, which was much less effective. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly frowned, stared at the cannonball, and wondered, "Why is it smoking......?"

A loud bang interrupted the rest of his speech, and the cannonballs half embedded in the earth suddenly exploded, and the nearest sixteen or seventeen people were instantly torn to pieces under the glow of the fire.

Then the shells of the shattered shells sputtered out in all directions, easily passing through the bodies of the captives, and the huge impact carried the corpses outwards and fell to the ground one after another.

For a while, blood was shining, and the stumps and severed arms were mixed with brains, and the Qing soldiers within four or five zhang of the vicinity were covered with faces. More than a dozen captives who were not hit by shrapnel lay in pools of blood, convulsing and screaming in pain.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old soldier's eyes widened.

Three steps away from him, the middle-aged captive soldier who was talking about it just now was slashed through his neck by something, but he couldn't make any sound from his open mouth, and blood gushed out from the fingers covering his neck, so that half of his body turned dark red.

Eventually, the man's body lost strength and collapsed to the ground. The young recruit immediately screamed in fright and passed out.

The veterans who had been on the battlefield many times were shocked and their faces were as dead as ashes, they had seen artillery, and they had seen a lot of people killed by shells, but they had never seen this kind of explosive shells.

This thing fell into the pile of people, and it took dozens of lives with a single click, plus the dozen or so wounded and not dead, this cannon wiped out the entire captives of a small banner.

The most frightening thing is that ordinary shells are just a big bowl, and the chance of being piggyback is actually not great. Sometimes two people were able to stand a little apart, and the shells flew between them, without being hurt in the slightest.

But just now this shell was too deadly. Within a radius of three zhang, almost no one wanted to run, and even four or five zhang away someone died.

There's no good or bad luck, as long as the shells fly, you will die! This kind of psychological pressure is more than a hundred times higher than the previous cannon!

At the same time, explosions were heard in two other places in the Suohai Array. Looking down from the air, you will find that three huge circles suddenly appeared among the more than 10,000 Qing troops under black pressure, and the circles were full of broken corpses.

On the artillery position of the broken battalion in the distance, an artillery company always put down the binoculars and said with some dissatisfaction: "The fuse was left too long just now, especially the No. 2 gun, which was cut off by half an inch!" ”

"Yes!"

A group of gunners expertly readjusted the length of the fuse and loaded the ignited flowering shells into the breech. Immediately, three more sparkling shells drew a curved arc and fell into the battle formation of the Qing army.

The roar continued to come from everywhere, and the captives, who had been blown up by the strange shells, began to disagree.

Although the casualties caused by the three cannons were much greater than those caused by ordinary front-loading guns, in fact, only more than 300 prisoners were killed at this time, but the panic caused by the astonishing lethality of this thing spread rapidly among the Qing army.

As the flowering shells continued to fire, the speed of the Suo Hai Department became slower and slower. Later, even ordinary cannonballs would make the captives jump, and no one dared to approach within ten feet of each shell.

The practice of dodging the shells pulled the entire military formation, and it didn't take long for the more than 10,000 Qing troops to have no formation to speak of, and everyone was trembling and squeezing around, for fear that there would suddenly explode next to them......

Ao Bai was still patiently waiting for Suo Hai to create a good opportunity for him to break the enemy, but he saw that the latter's army was still more than a mile away from the enemy, so chaos began to appear from within.

In his binoculars, some of the foot soldiers even began to flee, and were immediately beheaded by the overseers.

Could it be that someone mutinied?! Ao Bai had a bad premonition in his heart, thought for a while, and said to the deputy general beside him: "We can't wait, give the order, let's go first, otherwise there will be an enemy attack outside Suohai, and it will be difficult to suppress the civil strife." ”

"Huh!"

The Jianzhou cavalry of the brigade quickly moved, and the 1,000 sharp cavalry gradually accelerated under the leadership of Ao Bai himself, and the remaining cavalry followed not far behind, just waiting for the heavy cavalry to break through the enemy formation, and they went up to harvest the heads.

Soon, Ao Bai galloped past Suohaibu, and then he knew the reason for the "mutiny" of the foot soldiers.

The artillerymen quickly spotted the attack of thousands of captives, and the shells immediately turned to the enemy cavalry and fired.

The three shells landed exactly in the Jianrui cavalry formation, and this time the fuse was of a very suitable length, and it exploded almost as soon as it hit the ground.

Dozens of horsemen fell to death in response, and the powerful explosion impact overturned more than 20 horses nearby, and all the people on the horses fell half to death, and even those who were not dead were immediately trampled by the horses behind.

Because they had to avoid the fallen men and horses, the formation of the cavalry was more likely to be disrupted than that of the foot soldiers, and after only three rounds of flowering bombardment, Ao Bai found that there were only one hundred and ten people left beside him. Some of the other sharp riders scattered very far, some fell into the Xiao cavalry formation, and some were even stunned by the explosion and deflected in the direction of Rufeng Mountain.

At this time, Ao Bai was cautious two or three hundred steps away from the hollow phalanx at the front of the Ming army, and it was too late to turn around.

He clung to the reins of his horse, threw himself on the saddle, and neighed, "Follow me to the enemy's line!" ”

The cannons in the Ming army's formation were replaced with scattered shells, and they also began to fire at the approaching captives. Behind the hollow phalanx, a group of Dragon Guard infantry raised their Type 1 infantry guns in their hands and shouted in unison, "Aim!" ”

"Put!"

A burst of gunpowder smoke rose into the sky, and more than 2,000 rounds of dense Mini shells flew accurately towards their respective targets.

The double-layered armor that Jianyu Ruiqi was proud of, and even some of the three-layer cotton armor were like paper-paste in front of the high-speed spinning bullets.

Under the combined blow of scattered bullets and rifled guns, those cavalrymen wearing seventy or eighty pounds of heavy armor seemed to crash into an invisible wall, and not a single horse could run within ten steps in front of the hollow phalanx!

The two thousand horsemen behind were immediately at a loss, and the sharp cavalry did not rush away from the enemy formation, according to the previous practice, they should turn around and go back and start again.

However, the sharp cavalry army in front of them is scattered, dead and dead, where is the posture that takes them to turn their heads?

The captives hurriedly went to look for the banner of the general, and immediately someone pointed to the more than ten horsemen in the dust in front of them and shouted: "Lord Baturu is there!" ”

Before he could finish speaking, something suddenly exploded under the feet of those who were making a sharp turn to the east, and several riders were thrown into the air by the force of the explosion, and the rest and the horses were staggering.

The pennant embroidered with the yellow dragon was broken into seven or eight pieces and fell to the ground.

"Lord Baturu!" The cavalry shouted in panic.

(End of chapter)