The battle began, first of all, by shelling. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The 12-pounder mountain howitzer, which made the officers and soldiers suffer a lot, spewed flames symbolizing death, and the distance between the two sides was about 800 paces, which was the limit of the range of this artillery, but the difference in height between the two sides extended the range, and the solid bullet roared into the crowd.

Cold weapon units generally stand in close formations, so that they can effectively attack the enemy and ensure sufficient damage, but such a queue is a fatal flaw when facing firearms.

The cannonballs that fell into the crowd seemed to be exhausted, and only one or two of the frontmost soldiers were knocked down before falling to the ground, but after hitting the hard ground, they bounced again. At this time, the cannonball seemed to be able to be grasped with the hand, but whether the soldier raised his arm to block it or blocked it with his sword, the solid iron ball still broke his arm without hindrance, split and bent the sword, and the people and things in front of it were like tofu meeting a steel knife, and could not stop half a point of castration.

The shelling lasted four rounds, and each time the direct casualties were not too many, but the panic caused by the officers and soldiers spread in all directions.

A strong-willed, disciplined unit may be able to withstand many such shells, but it is clear that this officer and army do not have the ability and quality to do so. Standing and bombarding people with artillery, and having no power to fight back, not knowing if it will be their turn in the next moment, this unknown threat of death is more frightening than face-to-face hand-to-hand combat. Slowly, people began to slip out of the group, but they were slashed to the ground by the soldiers guarding the rear.

The crowd began to surge, and some people began to take advantage of the chaos to shout: "The surname Wang, it is true that we are here to fight, but we are not to be sent to death in vain as a live target......

Wang Liangdong held the hilt of the knife tightly, and seemed to be deaf to the words of these subordinates.

He inherited the position of a thousand households, although the ability to fight a war is very ordinary, but in his own thousand households is an out-and-out soil emperor, he has always been majestic, how have he ever heard such bold and arrogant words, on weekdays, he has long found out the person who shouted and chopped it up and fed it to the dog. However, the current situation is not the time for oneself to act rashly, and if these things are pursued at this time, it is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire, and maybe there will be a mutiny on the battlefield, and before the enemy can make a move, he will die under the sword of the chaotic soldiers. He just asked his own soldiers to increase the pressure of the bullet pressure so that more people would not escape.

After four rounds of solid shell firing, the convoy began to move towards the officers and troops in a horizontal formation. The officers and soldiers who had quieted down a little began to make noise again, this posture was to do it with real swords and guns, not to hide far away and fire artillery?

Wang Liangdong's mood suddenly improved when he saw this scene, if he didn't use the cannon, the two sides would copy each other, he believed that his own side would have a greater chance of winning, without him, the numerical advantage was here. Although Wei Lianheng took 300 people to the port, the harassment on the way on the front injured more than 300 people, and he still had 2,7800 troops in his hands. Without firearms, this gang of rebels would never be all three-headed and six-armed.

He ordered someone to send an order to go down and reorganize the array, with Xiang Yong in front and the guards behind, and when the other party approached, he would launch an attack.

However, the convoy did not give up the advantage of firepower. Lin Weiye instructed the gunners to raise the muzzle of the gun, increase the elevation angle, change the solid bullet to a grenade, and continue to shell the officers and soldiers by passing the escort team advancing in a horizontal formation. The escort inadvertently practiced the tactics of infantry and artillery coordination in actual combat, although this tactic was still relatively rudimentary, but it had surpassed the level of this era.

The 12-pounder mountain howitzer, as the name suggests, is essentially a howitzer, and although it fires solid shells at a lower elongation trajectory, its job is to fire grenades in a curve. After Lin Weiye's improvement, the grenades used in these guns will be advanced for another century, not to mention facing the Ming army that is still in the initial stage of smoothbore artillery. The simmering body and the advanced wooden toga fixed ammunition design allow the grenade to withstand greater chamber pressure, shoot farther, and have greater lethality of the explosion.

With a loud "boom, boom", the grenade arced and fell from the sky. The officers and soldiers couldn't get used to this kind of cannon falling from the world for a while, and they didn't know how to dodge, so they just stupidly watched it fall.

After the grenade hit the ground, it bounced a few times and then exploded, and the air wave generated by the explosion overturned the people around it, but it was the fragments of the shell that really caused the damage. Shrapnel splattered in all directions, killing or wounding the victims, and although ordinary black powder was used, the damage of a grenade was far greater than that of a solid bullet that had reached the limit of its range.

Although the grenade with a time-delay tube could not guarantee the time of explosion, it could fall into the array of officers and soldiers and explode less than a third, but it succeeded in causing greater confusion among the officers and troops. If the solid bullet can still be seen and "touched", then this kind of cannon that will explode after landing makes it inevitable for the officers and soldiers to avoid it, and for a while the desire to survive overwhelmed the fear of Shangguan, and the officers and soldiers began to turn around, raising their swords and slashing at the soldiers who supervised the battle.

Wang Liangdong thinks that he has adapted to the sharp firearms of the chaotic people, but the appearance of the grenade still subverts his three views, there are still cannons in this world that can explode on their own! His head is a little confused, how can this battle be fought?

It wasn't until some of the officers and soldiers turned around and fought with the soldiers that the sound of the battle close at hand made him slightly sober, and the current situation did not allow him to think too much, only by catching up and fighting with the other party could he avoid the opponent's artillery.

He drew his saber and shouted: "Rush forward and fight them so that you won't be shot!" ”

The quick reaction to hear this will understand, and the other party will not be bombarded by the melee together, the other party will never blow up their own people, instead of fighting with the warlord, it is better to rush up and fight for their lives, maybe cut off a few heads and get a share of the credit.

The officers and soldiers began to turn around and rush towards the escort team that was getting closer and closer. I didn't think clearly about the meaning of Wang Liangdong's shouting for a while, but when I saw others running forward, I also ran with the crowd.

In fact, as the distance between the two sides approaches, even if there is no melee together, the shelling will stop, and no matter how good the smoothbore cannon is, it cannot compare with the accuracy of the rifled gun, and the distance between the two sides is within 100 steps, which is easy to cause accidental injury to the own team.

When the distance between the two sides was 100 paces, the escort stopped under the order of Huang Hansheng, and the three hundred veterans at the front lined up in two rows, one row squatted down, and the other row stood, according to the password, began to load in an orderly manner, rammed it with a general strip, and raised their guns to the front.

The officers and soldiers saw the black muzzle of the gun, and this musket can bring death just like the cannon. The officers and soldiers who rushed to the front hesitated, and before they could rush to the front, they would definitely be hit by lead, but if they retreated, they would be bombed by artillery, and they would have to face the broadsword of the warlord. At the moment when they were thinking about life, the flow of people behind them had already rushed up, and they couldn't afford to think about it anymore, pushing them to continue to move forward.