On the artillery position, the gunners were nervously loading. First, hang down the muzzle, put a wet mop into the muzzle, clean the chamber, then stuff the cartridge into the cartridge, stuff the shell through the muzzle, and compact it with a mop. Pierce the pack from the fire door and load the fuse, thus completing the reload.

At the head of Wangjing Gate in Ningbo, Ilde secretly calculated in his heart: the infantry is only one mile away from the thieves, and it takes only one stick of incense (five minutes) to rush up, and it takes time for the thieves to reload their artillery. When the time comes, the Eight Banners cavalry will rush out and directly attack the artillery on both flanks of the barbarians, and they will be able to break the thieves in one fell swoop.

But what Ilder didn't expect was that the artillery of the Ming army was extremely fast!

In less than fifty breaths (fifty seconds), the artillery fire of the Ming army was once again powerful, and it was another round of fierce artillery fire, and the whistling shells flew at high speed with afterimages, and accurately landed in the crowd of Qing troops. Whatever stood in front of them was torn to shreds by heavy projectiles, and as screams and wails rang out, the stumps, broken legs, and broken weapons that were ejected fell to the ground.

"Ahh The Qing soldiers behind were frightened by this tragic situation, and some people let out a miserable scream, turned around and were about to run.

The fleeing Qing soldiers did not take a few steps before their heads were cut off by the officers on the side.

"Those who flee from the battle will be killed!" The officer yelled with the deserter's head in his hand.

In the formation of the Qing army, some veterans such as Shi Chang Wu Chang shouted: "Hurry up! Rush up, and the thief's cannon will be useless! They don't reload so fast! ”

"Up! Above! "The Qing guerrilla general rode on a horse, brandished a broadsword, shouted and commanded the Green Battalion to charge.

There were also some Qing soldiers who turned around and fled, but they were lucky enough to escape the officer's butcher's knife, and they were all blocked by the Qing soldiers who came up from behind, and rushed forward in clusters.

After two rounds of rapid fire, the firing speed of the Ming artillery slowed down significantly. After the second round of firing, the cleaning time of the gun chamber was extended, and it was necessary to ensure that there was no gunpowder residue and worn shell fragments in the gun chamber before it could be reloaded. When the breech gun reaches the back, the firing speed will be further reduced, because after a few rounds of fire, the barrel will heat up severely, and water will be needed to cool the gun chamber before it can be reloaded and entered the next round of firing.

The Ming army fired a third round of shells, once again tearing open a gap in the flesh and blood in the crowd of the Qing army.

However, with only three rounds of shelling, the reloading speed behind is even slower, after all, the four-pounder and six-pounder guns are not as light as the three-pounder guns, and they are all hard work for the loader.

The Qing army was getting closer and closer, and when it entered three hundred steps, Wang Xinyu gave an order: "Three-pounder cannon, release!" ”

The pro-soldiers standing on the tower waved small flags.

Seeing the signal on behalf of the three-pounder cannon fired, the small flag in the hand of the three-pounder gun commander waved, and eighty three-pounder guns spewed fire one after the other. The shells fired from both wings were overwhelming, and they fell into the crowd of Qing troops like hail. This time, due to the large number of artillery, the shells were too dense, and the shells cut dozens of blood lines in the crowd, and the Qing army of the green battalion was swept away by more than 400 people at once!

The three-pounder gun has an extremely high rate of fire, especially for three rounds of rapid fire, and a skilled gunner can complete three rounds of rapid fire in a minute! Later, because of the need to clean the chamber and cool down, the rate of fire will be reduced. Moreover, because of the method of firing sequentially, when the three-pounder cannon fired the first three rounds of rapid fire, the sound of the cannon did not stop, and the shells were fired one after another, and the rain fell like a torrential rain, and the blood mist rose one after another in the crowd, and the blood stained a large area of grass red.

"The thieves' artillery fire is too fierce, isn't it? The fire of more than a hundred cannons! It's terrifying! Fan Chengmo looked at the artillery positions of the Ming army that were constantly firing, and his heart twitched.

Ilde also began to feel bad at this time, it is estimated that the infantry of the 3,000 Green Battalion will not even get close to the Ming army when they go up! However, he still found that the rate of fire of the Ming army's three-pounder cannon decreased significantly after three rounds of rapid fire.

"Eight Banners! Get ready! Out of town! Ilde gave the order.

Behind the two city gates of Wangjing Gate and Yongfeng Gate, Bushunda and Ajingga were already riding on horses, waiting for the order to attack. After receiving the order, Bushunda and Ajingga, who were behind the two gates, shouted and gave the order almost at the same time: "Sons! Follow me! Kill the barbarians! ”

The city gate was wide open, the drawbridge was lowered, and the 608 banner cavalry rushed out from the city gate, forming an outflanking formation, and rushed towards the artillery positions on both flanks of the Ming army.

In the frontal direction, the Qing army was already within a hundred paces. The Ming army's bipod firearms spewed firelight, and bullets the size of goose eggs continued to drill into the crowd of Qing soldiers, and everything they hit was shattered. This powerful bullet can pierce through several Qing soldiers with a single shot.

The battlefield was filled with gunsmoke, and there were constantly Qing soldiers screaming and turning into blood and minced meat. But because of the pervasive gunsmoke, these green battalion soldiers who went out of the city as cannon fodder did not see clearly how much loss their companions had, and only knew that the knives of the overseer team were against them. Someone tried to turn around and run away, and was immediately beheaded.

In the looming smoke of gunpowder, the gunfire suddenly became dense, countless fires erupted from the billowing white smoke, and dense bullets rained into the crowd of Qing soldiers.

This is the Qing soldiers have entered the range of flintlock muskets, and five thousand flintlock musketeers, divided into five rounds to shoot in turns, is simply a harvest of life! The bullet burrowed into the crowd of Qing soldiers with strong kinetic energy. Every Qing soldier who survived could hear the screams around him, and saw his companions spewing blood mist and falling down screaming.

"Run!" The Qing soldiers finally collapsed completely, and almost all the remaining people turned around and fled for their lives, and the overseers behind them couldn't hold back at all.

But it doesn't matter anymore, Ilde thinks that the task of the Green Battalion Qing Army has been completed, and next, it depends on their majesty of the Eight Banners cavalry charging and breaking the formation!

"Kill!" Bushunda swung his sword and increased his horse's speed. The three hundred and eight banner cavalry shouted in unison, the swords in their hands flashed brightly in the setting sun, and galloped towards the artillery position on the left flank of the Ming army.

At the same time, Ah Jingga roared, brandished his sword, and led the three hundred and eight banner cavalry, increased the speed of his horse and began to charge.

"Boom" the cannon of the Ming army turned the muzzle, aimed at the Qing cavalry who rushed up, the muzzle of the gun spewed out a cluster of scarlet fireballs, dozens of shells one after another drilled into the crowd of Qing troops, the shells of the four-pounder cannon with strong kinetic energy, the cavalry of the Eight Banners that collided with the people and horses, were beaten back and flew up, the war horse made a sad neighing sound and fell, pressing the knight on horseback under him. Some of the horses were directly torn in half by the cannonballs, and the knights on horseback turned into a cloud of blood mist.

Bu Shunda saw with his own eyes that a Eight Banners soldier beside him was directly cut off by a cannonball, and the unmanned war horse continued to rush forward for a distance before stopping advancing.

Although the artillery fire is fierce, the formation of the Eight Banners cavalry is much more scattered than the infantry, and the flesh of the war horses is thick, and the cannonballs cannot form multiple bounce damage, so this round of artillery bombardment, but dozens of Eight Banners soldiers fell.

The cavalry rushed extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, the Qing army rushed within the range of the three-pounder cannon at 300 paces.

The three-pounder gun, which had just been loaded, turned around the muzzle and faced the Eight Banners who rushed over, and one shell after another shot shot out quickly, stirring up a diffuse blood mist in front of him, and the Eight Banners soldiers who were shot were crushed to pieces.

The four-pounder cannon fired one round, and the three-pounder cannon fired another round, and the 608-pound cavalry lost more than 200 people, leaving less than 400 cavalry to continue to rush towards the Ming artillery position.

"The thieves' cannons have no chance to fire! As long as our four hundred sons rush forward, it will be a one-sided slaughter of them! The pirate artillery is not able to resist at all! A sneer appeared on Ilde's lips.

There were already flintlock musketeers trotting, and the whole formation moved towards the artillery positions. The cold armers in front of the artillery position also squatted on the ground, the pikemen raised their repellents on the ground, and the shieldmen raised their shields to protect the pikemen.

"Thunderbolt fire box, ready!" Wang Xinyu shouted.

He hadn't planned to use a powerful swarm of bee vans yet, but just four hundred and eight bannermen? Ten Thunderbolt Fire Vans, 2,000 Cold Weapon Soldiers, plus 1,000 flintlock musketeers in a mobile formation, if you can't destroy these 408 Banners, then you don't have to fight in the future!

The Eight Banners cavalry had already rushed to within a hundred paces, and the twelve six-pounder cannons that had not been fired just now suddenly erupted tongues of fire, and the shotguns loaded in the chambers were sprayed out like a torrential rain, fanning out towards the Eight Banners soldiers who were rushing in front.

The close-range shotgun shooting was extremely powerful, twelve six-pounder guns fired a salvo, and the shotgun swept away more than a hundred Eight Banner cavalry in one shot!

Immediately afterwards, the shooters of the Thunderbolt Gun van lit the fuse, and ten 100-tube Thunderbolt Gun tubes spewed out dazzling tongues of fire one after another, emitting a firing sound like a machine gun in later generations!

"Da Da Da"

Tongues of fire were like the scythes of death, sweeping through the formation of the Eight Banners. The Eight Banners who rushed within a hundred paces fell from their horses one after another like leaves swept away by the wind overnight.

The Ming sergeant turned the handle of the Thunderbolt fire box car, and always aimed the Thunderbolt fire box car at the target. As the fuse burned in turn, each Thunderbolt fired at a rate of 100 rounds per minute. In the blink of an eye, ten Thunderbolt fire vans had all the bullets fired.

In front of the position, there were the corpses of the Eight Banners lying horizontally and vertically, even if the Eight Banners showed the stunt of hiding in the stirrup, it was useless, because many people were killed with men and horses.

The shooters of the Thunderbolt Gun Wagon after the launch pulled the plank, replaced the 100 guns with the finished bullets, and inserted a new plank, on which were 100 guns that had been loaded.

But at this time, there is no need for a thunderbolt fire van to perform.

The flintlock musketeers, who had changed the formation to the artillery positions in time, picked up their guns and pulled the trigger on the remaining Qing soldiers.

"Bang bang bang" gunfire was repeated, white smoke filled the air, and the remaining Eight Banners cavalry fell one after another.

There were Qing soldiers who shot arrows, and dozens of light arrows were shot at the last moment before the end of the life of these Eight Banner soldiers. The light arrow flew into the sky, forming a parabola, and fell towards the Ming army's formation.

The flintlock musketeers bowed their heads and bent over, and their feathered arrows were fired off helmets and rattan armor. With the exception of a few soldiers who were shot in the lower leg of their armless armor, the others were unharmed.

"Kill!" The six remaining Eight Banners soldiers on the left flank were still shouting and rushing towards the Ming army. Knowing that there was a rejection of the horse gun in front, they had no choice, and if they detoured, they gave the Ming army time to reload. If you escape, you won't be able to outrun the shells. The six Qing soldiers crashed into the rejecting rifle formation, and one by one they were hung on the tips of their guns.

The last Qing soldier turned over and fell off his horse, rolled on the ground a few times, stood up, roared with blood-red eyes, and brandished his sword to kill the Ming army.

"Kill!" A platoon of pikemen stepped forward and stabbed the Eight Bannermen into a sieve.

In front of the artillery position on the right flank, the Qing army's Eight Banners cavalry were all wiped out, strafed by a burst of shotguns, and then strafed by a round of thunderbolt fire wagons, and finally met them with 500 flintlock guns. None of them were able to rush close, and only a dozen or so Qing soldiers shot arrows, and they were knocked over by the dense bullets.

Ilde saw blood dripping from his heart, these are elite Eight Banner soldiers! Why is it so vulnerable? Even the opponent didn't get close, and the whole army was wiped out like this?

Wang Xinyu on the other side was sneering: My most powerful weapon has not come in handy yet! A swarm of bee vans, and grenades on the flintlock musketeers! And some of the cold weapon hands also have grenades, and some cold weapon hands are also equipped with light mortars that can fire flowering shells, but I deliberately concealed my strength! Don't talk about just six hundred and eight banner soldiers! Even if 5,000 cavalry come to charge the battle, it can guarantee that you will not return!

This field battle outside Ningbo ended in a crushing defeat for the Qing army, with more than 2,000 Qing troops in the 3,000 Green Battalion losing more than 2,000 people, and one garrison and two thousand generals were killed; The Eight Banners of the two leaders were all wiped out, and the two Niu Lu Ezhen, Bushunda and Ajingga, were killed. And what about the losses of the Ming army? It is estimated that at most one or two people were killed and dozens were wounded.

Fan Chengmo finally couldn't help it, staring at his blood-red eyes and roaring angrily: "Ben Futai has already said it!" Don't rush into action! You just don't listen! From the official's point of view, the thief is still hiding his strength! If all of our troops attack, I'm afraid that more than half of the losses won't be able to shake the thieves! If it weren't for the powerful weapons in the hands of the thieves, how could they dare to be so big, with only 15,000 men and horses, they would dare to attack my Ningbo Jiancheng? ”

Except for the Ninghai general Yierde, who was full of eight banners, the rest of the Qing army officials and generals knelt down one after another: "The lower official (lowly position) knows that he is wrong!" Lord Wangfutai forgives sins! ”

"That's it! Get up! Now the top priority is to recruit people as soon as possible! Then preach to the people in the city that the Haikou is extremely vicious, and if the city of Ningbo is broken, the Haikou will inevitably slaughter the city! Let them have to work together to resist the pirates! If someone doesn't cooperate, they won't be spared! Fan Chengmo roared viciously.

"Wow!" Several civilian and military generals retired.

Ilde hadn't recovered from the shock just now, and after a while, he muttered, "I really didn't expect this thief's firearm to be so sharp!" I have an army of more than 3,000 people, and I can't even get close to the thieves! (To be continued.) )