The advantage of weapons offset the terrain advantage of the Qing army, and the Ming artillery at the foot of the mountain could hit the Qing artillery position located in the middle of the mountain, while the range of the Qing artillery above could not reach the Ming artillery position. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe Qing army's eight 3,000-jin red-coated cannons and 18 thousand-pound general's cannons set up on the top of the mountain had a range that could reach the Ming army's artillery position, but the accuracy of those heavy artillery was too poor, and the loading speed was slow, and only 26 heavy artillery pieces could not suppress the Ming army's more than 200 cannons of various kinds.

However, the artillery team of the Ganshan Green Battalion guarding the mountain on the mountainside was very tenacious, and no matter how the artillery shells of the Ming army fell, they still loaded the shells against the artillery fire of the Ming army, and constantly fired shells at Xiang Yong, who was attacking the hillside.

"Ganshan Green Battalion, the combat power is really extraordinary! Qinggou has the advantage of terrain, and I am afraid that there will be many losses in this battle of Xiangyong auxiliaries! Wang Xinyu sighed as he looked at the shells that kept falling on the mountain.

The artillery shells fired by the Qing army continued to smash into the Xiangyong formation, causing hundreds of casualties. But behind Xiang Yong, there was a team of Cantonese military supervisors staring at him, and even more so Xiang Yong were all relatives and friends in the same army, and they saw with their own eyes that their relatives and friends who had grown up together were smashed to pieces by shells, which inspired anger.

The mourning soldiers will win, Xiang Yong is full of strength, roaring and rushing towards the mountain. When there were only fifty paces left from the Qing army's trenches, the "ping-pong" of the Ganshan Green Battalion on the hillside opened fire, and the birds, guns, and feathered arrows rained down condescendingly. Although there was a shield to cover it, Xiang Yong was still knocked over, and the offensive was sluggish.

However, the Xiangyong only paused slightly, continued to shout, and rushed towards the mountain without fear of death.

"Kill the dog!" A Xiang Yong, whose shield was full of feathered arrows, shouted, holding his shield and waving a large blade, and rushed towards the mountain.

The bird's bullet from the top of the mountain hit the shield, and although it failed to penetrate, it made the Xiangyong feel numb in his arm, and the strong impact of the bullet made him almost unable to hold the shield steadily. The Xiangyong only stopped slightly, and then continued to charge. It wasn't until a very penetrating spear projectile came and shattered the shield that this Xiang Yong fell unwillingly in a pool of blood.

Looking at Xiang Yong, who was about to arrive, Cheng Fuliang, the general of the Ganshan Green Battalion, shouted: "Release!" ”

The hand-to-hand fighters of the Ganshan Green Battalion pushed down the rolling wooden stones, and the huge stones mixed with the rolling thick wood smashed into the Xiangyong crowd on the hillside. Xiang Yong in front tried to cover with a shield, but was hit by stones and wood, and even people with shields were knocked backwards and flew out, and rows of Xiang Yong rolled down the hill.

Seeing that the momentum of Xiang Yong's attack was about to be blocked by the Qing army, he heard a row of gunfire behind him, and more than 300 stragglers wearing green military uniforms who were far behind Xiang Yong pulled the trigger, and a row of rifled gun bullets flew up the mountain with a roar, knocking over a large number of Ganshan Green Battalion soldiers who were trying their best to block the Ming army.

"The thief has a long-range firefighter!" Cheng Fuliang watched his soldiers fall one by one, and the corners of his mouth twitched in distress.

On the hillside, a large group of mountain soldiers following Xiang Yong slowly moved towards the top of the mountain, and these mountain soldiers carried extremely light eight-pounder mortars and walked quickly on the hillside. When there were still 300 steps left from the Qing army's position, the mountain soldiers squatted down one after another, and the mountain soldiers with the wooden plank base on their backs put the wooden planks on the ground, and the mountain soldiers with the cannon barrels on their backs unloaded the cannon barrels from their backs, placed the mortars on the wooden base, set up the cannons, and aimed the muzzles at the Qing army's position 300 paces away.

After setting up the light mortar, the gunners opened the bamboo barrel filled with a fixed amount of gunpowder, poured the gunpowder into the barrel, put the shell through the muzzle, and then inserted a fuse on the fire door.

"Fire!" Li Wenguang, an officer of the mountain soldiers, gave an order.

Each mortar had two gunners fire one after the other, and the gunner standing at the muzzle of the gun lit the fuse of the cannonball and immediately ran away; Another gunner stabbed the fuse into the fire door with a torch, and the fuse was shortened into the fire door, and the shell flew into the sky with a burning fuse.

"The thief's short-range cannon! Watch out for flowering cannonballs! Cheng Fuliang shouted anxiously.

Although the accuracy of the mortar cannon is not high, it is not too bad to fire at a distance of 300 paces, and the accuracy of firing shells at such a close distance is not too bad. Flowering shells fell in the trenches of the Qing army, behind the wooden fence, inside the wall. The cannonballs that landed exploded, and the blazing fireworks burst into clusters, each of which engulfed several people around them, and shrapnel flew in all directions, and flesh and blood rained down.

Several shells fell into the middle of a pile of rolling wood and exploded, and the wood placed on the wall was immediately shattered, and the fragments of wood were scattered like shrapnel. The shell exploded in the middle of the stone, causing secondary damage to the splashed stone.

With rifled guns and light mortar guns, the Qiongzhou Army's fire support for Xiangyong is also very powerful.

Seeing that the Qing army's formation was scattered, the Hunan warriors who charged in front no longer felt that they were cannon fodder, but a regular army with strong support.

One of the Xiangyong jumped up and shouted, "Brothers! Qinggou has suffered heavy casualties, rush with me! ”

"Kill the dog!" Groups of Xiang Yong shouted, brandished all kinds of rudimentary weapons, and rushed up the mountain without hesitation.

At the same time, the Qiongzhou musketeers who followed closely behind Xiang Yong also pressed up, and rows of musketeers in red uniforms simultaneously raised flintlock muskets, and pointed their guns at the Qing positions on the hillside. With an order to fire, the three thousand musketeers pulled the trigger at the same time, and the sound of gunfire like fried beans rang out, and the flames from the muzzles of the guns were continuous.

The firing of the rifle from fifty paces away was extremely powerful, and the Ganshan Green Battalion, which was loading its bullets, was beaten to pieces.

Taking advantage of the fire support provided by the Qiongzhou army, the Xiangyong had already jumped into the trenches of the Qing army.

The Ganshan Green Battalion arranged in the front trench are all bird-bearers, spear-bearers and archers, after all, the Ganshan Green Battalion is still an old-fashioned army with mixed cold and hot weapons, and the long-range shooters only have a short knife on their bodies, and they have almost no melee hand-to-hand combat ability.

"The thieves have come in! Above! Block them! Cheng Fuliang shouted loudly and ordered the hand-to-hand soldiers to go forward.

The hand-to-hand combat soldiers of the Ganshan Green Battalion, armed with shields and machetes or spears in both hands, pushed forward, but these hand-to-hand fighters had just rushed out a few steps, and a row of gunfire from the Ming army stragglers in the distance knocked down more than 100 Qing hand-to-hand soldiers on the spot. Immediately afterwards, the musketeers of Qiongzhou fired another volley, which knocked down a large number of hand-to-hand soldiers in the Ganshan Green Battalion.

The smoothbore gunners of the Qiongzhou Army, who use fixed-loading bullets, are very fast, and these veterans who have experienced a hundred battles can reload the bullets in more than ten seconds for the second round of shooting.

However, after all, the Ganshan Green Battalion was the elite of the Qing army, and its courage was far above that of the Eight Banners and the Huguang New Army, and they still did not retreat, but crashed into the Hunan Yong formation, and the two sides launched a fierce hand-to-hand battle.