Three thousand spear cavalry was the straw that broke the camel's back.

Just like the Sikh cavalry of the British crushed the Korqin cavalry on the battlefield of Bali Bridge, in the sad eyes of the infantry behind, a group of cavalry lined up in a dense formation, holding spears like waves, also instantly drowned the fleeing Manchurian cavalry of the Eight Banners, and a Zhangba spear with pennants was out of reach of the latter, constantly piercing their bodies and nailing them to death on the battlefield. The Eight Banners cavalry who encountered this kind of opponent for the first time had no ability to counterattack at all, and they could only wait for death in the chaos after being bombarded by the flowering bullets, and a black-clothed cavalry rushed to kill like a tiger on the galloping horse, and pulled out their straight-edged sabers when the spear was broken, and the body of the Eight Banners cavalry was constantly pierced like a spear, and some people even pulled out short spears and knocked the opponent off the horse at close range.

It can be said that in the blink of an eye, the three thousand Eight Banner cavalry were on the verge of annihilation.

But that's when their savior arrived.

Because their desperate escape was finally successful, they came within range of those heavy guns on Qixia Mountain.

"I can't help myself!"

Yang Feng sneered as he looked at the fire spewing from the mountaintop fort in the distance.

At the same time, the solid bullets fired by the six thousand pounds of heavy artillery hit the middle of the second cavalry brigade, although the distance was not too accurate, but the two shells still instantly caused more than a dozen cavalry casualties, but Xu Hui and his subordinate cavalry, who were killing heartily, were not affected at all, and continued to sweep the defeated Eight Banners cavalry, and on the Qixia Mountain Fort, those Qing artillery soldiers hurriedly reloaded their heavy artillery, but unfortunately this was meaningless, because at the same time, directly above their heads, a huge light gate had appeared.

"Whoever offends me Huaxia, die!"

Yang Feng raised the Mo knife in his hand and roared exaggeratedly.

The next moment, a yellowing torrent in the light gate instantly poured down, splashing a churning wave in the middle of the fort, spreading out like the impact of an explosion, and there was a ghost crying wolf howling everywhere, as if the water was boiling, all the Qing soldiers on it screamed and desperately scattered and fled, and even jumped off the fort desperately, but the water flowing from the fort still poured down from their heads, and then those Qing soldiers fell with the white smoke burning from their bodies......

This is sulfuric acid.

This is the advantage of guarding a seaport, on the docks of Hawaii, there are countless huge ships loaded with various materials every day, Xiao Qian is like being in front of the shelves of a supermarket, he can choose what he likes for Yang Feng at will.

Dozens of tons of sulfuric acid solved the Qixia Mountain Fort.

Then the fate of the three thousand Eight Banner cavalry was basically doomed.

However, at this time, another Qing army arrived.

This is the infantry from Tangshanzhai, a full 10,000 green battalion infantry pushing shield carts, pushing mountain splitting cannons, and carrying spears and spears.

"The 3rd Infantry Brigade meets the enemy!"

Yang Fengmo said with a finger.

Han Lin, the commander of the third infantry brigade on the right flank, immediately commanded his subordinates to take action, and the infantry of the green battalion also stopped at a distance of a mile from them, but the corpses of the Eight Banners stretched under Qixia Mountain made this green battalion lose the courage to attack, and even the Eight Banners cavalry were trampled to beat them, not to mention them, the 10,000 green battalion immediately put on a defensive posture, formed a shield wall with shield vehicles, and pushed one cannon after another forward. But they are far behind in playing this, just as the Qing army was arrayed at the same time, with the finger of Han Lin's saber, his thirty cannons roared at the same time, after boring machine processing, with a telescope with a rangefinder, and a full set of shooting parameter tables, the Holy Sect artillery was very accurate, and only one round of artillery bombardment knocked out a quarter of the Qing army's artillery. The remaining Qing artillery opened fire in a hurry, the distance of one mile was beyond their aiming ability, and only one shell miraculously hit the line of the Holy Religious Army, but the Qing army's green battalion was nothing more than some mountain splitting cannons and sub-mother cannons, that is, Furlong machine guns, and the power of the shells after this thing hit a mile was a tragedy.

The shell knocked down only one soldier.

However, it still caused some confusion among the other soldiers, after all, they were fighting for the first time.

"Calm down, move forward!"

Han Lin roared with a finger.

Since the Qing army did not dare to attack, then he took the initiative to attack.

The infantry lined up in a line followed the shouts of the officers beside them, accompanied by the beat of the drums, and immediately began to march in a neat pace, those instructors of all ranks continued to boost their morale among them, the cannons behind them were still firing, the light battalion guns accompanied the advance and were soon set up in a new position, and the infantry continued to move forward with guns on their shoulders in a horizontal formation, occasionally shells fell among them, causing sporadic casualties, but the footsteps of the others were not affected in the slightest, relying on the belief in the immortal deity behind them, And with the encouragement of the instructors, these soldiers who were just starting out in the field were gradually adapting to the war.

And the number of artillery pieces of the Qing army is decreasing and decreasing.

The bronze Napoleon, who had processed the breech, could hit the barn in a thousand yards, and the accuracy was even higher at a distance of six hundred meters, and thirty guns quickly cleared out the Qing artillery at a rate of less than a minute.

The Green Battalion actually didn't have much artillery.

The banner people have always guarded against them, and the green battalion and the eight banners are not at the same level in terms of equipment, and Kang Mazi even issued a special order to prohibit the green battalion from making its own child and mother cannons.

Later, a heavy green battalion commander asked for three times, and he reluctantly agreed to the latter's construction, but he deliberately made it clear that only this general soldier he trusted was allowed to use it himself, and it was forbidden to use it for others, even the Fran machine that had been proven to be a chicken rib in the middle and late Ming army, not to mention other better artillery. These green battalions had a total of dozens of Fran machines and small mountain splitting guns, the latter mainly shot scattered bullets, not solid bullets at all, how could such artillery win the confrontation with Napoleon, when the Holy Sect infantry entered the distance of thirty zhang, the Qing army had no cannon available.

But Han Lin did not give the order to open fire.

Although the accuracy of the steel pipe flintlock pistol is more than that of the British, there is still not much accuracy at all, after all, this is a smoothbore gun rather than a rifled gun, and his third infantry brigade is formed later, in fact, it has only been in the army for less than two months, and the shooting level of the soldiers is not the same level as that of the second infantry brigade that has been trained for more than half a year.

"Forward!"

He shouted as the officers looked at him inquiringly.

Three columns of 3,200 soldiers continued to move forward with neat steps, at this time a small number of archers in the rear of the Qing army began to shoot, but almost no hits, the soldiers of the green battalion who were seriously untrained could not play this tactic at all, in fact, there were very few archers in the Qing army, and after the bird gun, there was no one to train this kind of thing that needed strength. At this time, the Green Battalion had a lot of salaries, and the soldiers were often underfed by the severely malnourished small physique, and not many people could really pull the infantry bows, but these archers immediately became the targets of the Holy Cult Army's artillery, and the thirty cannons quickly adjusted their targets to concentrate on bombardment, and when the shells kept falling, the archers became the first to escape......

They are the easiest to escape from behind.

In fact, there were constantly fleeing people in the entire Qing army formation, and Han Lin could even see the angry appearance of the general under his command.

Soon the distance was shortened to twenty feet.

Behind the shield cart of the Qing army, a bird gunner suddenly screamed and pulled the trigger because he couldn't suppress his fear, and then all the bird gunmen and spear bearers pulled the trigger, and the bullets flew out chaotically, but because of the distance, most of them were nowhere to be seen, and only a small number hit the advancing Holy Sect soldiers. The bullets fired by inferior gunpowder and shoddy shotguns were equally tragic at such a distance, and although nearly 100 people were shot, only about 20 lost their combat effectiveness.

They were facing the Qing army and hurriedly reloaded their ammunition.

But it doesn't make sense anymore.

It took a minute and a half for the shotgun to be loaded with a bullet, and before it was half a minute, with Han Lin's roar, all the Holy Sect infantry were all standing.

At this time, the distance is ten zhang.

This is a very terrifying distance, the soldiers on both sides can already see each other's faces clearly, those Qing soldiers trembling while watching the Holy Sect soldiers lower their shoulders, pick up, and then aim at themselves, while hurriedly loading ammunition, the Qing troops behind simply began to throw down their weapons and flee, and then more and more people fled. Fortunately, there are tens of thousands of them, even if they escape a third or even a half, they still have an advantage, and the general who commanded the command did not hesitate to order the initiative to attack, after all, it is too scary to fight like this, it is better to rush up and mix together, at least they don't have to worry about being shelled.

But at the moment when his order was shouted, Han Lin on the other side also gave an order.

"Fire!"

He yelled.

Three thousand two hundred Holy Sect soldiers pulled the trigger at the same time, and in the fire and smoke of the muzzle spray, three thousand bullets instantly hit the Qing army, and the distance of thirty meters allowed almost all the bullets to hit the target, even if there was a shield wall to block it, it was useless, and the sixteen mm lead bullet pierced through the shield wall, and with the flying pieces of wood like shells that pierced the battleship, it hit the dense Qing army behind. The entire Qing army formation seemed to collapse suddenly, at least a quarter of the people fell, and then the battlefield was silent, and the general watched this scene in disbelief. And the Holy Sect soldiers reloaded their bullets as fast as they could, but before they could finish loading, countless screams rang out in the Qing army, and the next moment all the remnants of the Qing army abandoned their weapons and ran backwards like crazy, and before the general could react, he disappeared in an instant like a small tree in front of the torrent.

"Get on the bayonet, pursue!"

Han Lin's roar sounded behind them.

The 3,200 soldiers who had finished loading immediately drew the triangular pyramid bayonets on their waists and loaded them, and then led by the officers and launched a charge with shouts.