The parabola drawn by ten shells in the air is so long, more than two hundred meters, that enough potential energy has been accumulated. [To see the latest chapters of this book, please go to Popular].visit:.

The thick earth was like a huge spring, and the cannonball bounced up again the moment it hit the ground, and continued to draw an arc, about thirty meters, and bounced up again, drawing a third arc. However, the parabola was short and flat, and it plunged headlong into the herd of horses.

It was too far away, and the ten shells fell into the herd of horses like a stone in the sea, and the enemy group was still charging frantically.

"No effect, no use, Sun Hou, hurry up and ......" Li Ju was startled, pinched the reins of the war horse vigorously, screamed loudly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

But Sun Yuan didn't look back, still looking into the distance, observing the results

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Prince Li's cry was really abrupt, causing Tang Wenxing to be dissatisfied: "Prince, just watch it, don't worry." It's better to '' your North Korean battalion, don't rush our big array to 'mess up' when the time comes." ”

At this time, there was a lot of busyness on the artillery positions. The ripper lifted a large duster wrapped in a sponge or rag, dipped it in a nearby bucket, reached into the chamber to cool the cannon, and then cleaned the debris inside. Before the invention of smokeless fire 'medicine', the black fire 'medicine' of the era of hot and cold weapons was smoky and had a lot of residue, and every shot had to be cleaned up as soon as possible. Otherwise, if there is too much dregs accumulated in it, the combustion of the gunpowder will not be composed, and there will not be enough kinetic energy.

As soon as the chamber was cleared, the loader who had already waited for the side put the gunpowder bag in and pressed it tightly with a stalk.

A strong porter pushed the huge iron pellets into it, this is a strength job, and they are all wrestlers in the army.

After this action, both the loader and the porter ran towards the cart, took out the ammunition from the wooden box, and ran towards their gun emplacement.

The whole world is full of artillery running, the artillery position is small, so many people are running, if it were ordinary people, they would have already squeezed into each other. But they ran in a tight and orderly manner, apparently after long-term training. Not only do cannons and ammunition carts have a fixed position, but even the soldiers' running positions are also strictly regulated, and running down hundreds or thousands of times a day has long been a subconscious action.

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"Enemy riding distance, three hundred meters!"

Everywhere there were rangefinders shouting loudly.

At this time, people with good eyes can already see the appearance of the enemy clearly.

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"It's too fast, it's too fast!" Prince Li's hands were covered with sweat, and the reins were slippery in the palm of his hand and he couldn't hold it. (No pop-up ads)

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Minibus: "Let's go!" ”

"Put!" All the eight-pound bronze gunners were repeating his orders

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There was another huge cannon sound, a large cloud of white smoke, and a sound 'wave' visible to the 'naked eye'.

Ten more parabolas, solid shells bounced twice on the ground, and once again plunged headlong into the enemy's cavalry cluster.

The cannonballs flew, and the third arc was still flat and straight, almost striking the enemy horsemen head-on.

Li Ju used to drift on the ocean all year round, and his eyesight was excellent, when he saw a solid cannonball rise about two meters high and directly hit an enemy's head.

That enemy didn't know what nationality he belonged to, and he only wore a fur hat on his head, but even if he was wearing a helmet, what was the use of touching such an iron bullet weighing forty pounds?

The battlefield was already filled with the sound of cannons, horses' hooves, and the shouts of soldiers, and no sound could be heard, and the enemy's head exploded silently in an instant, and the red 'colored' blood mist dispersed.

The shells came so fast and so violently that the headless corpse was still firmly anchored in the saddle, sprinting forward up and down.

After smashing a head, the cannonball was a little lower off the ground and weaker in strength, grazing over the shoulders of one of the cavalrymen, grinding the shoulder armor, deltoid muscles, and collarbones, and finally disappearing after breaking one of the 'legs' of the cavalryman's horse behind.

The headless corpse was still charging, and the soldier whose shoulder had been wiped off screamed and fell off his horse, and then was crushed to the ground by the horse that fell from behind, and could no longer stand up.

The same scene played out elsewhere, with ten shells plowing ten bloody paths in the dense herd of war horses, and the enemy's charging formation was 'chaotic'. Everywhere there were soldiers on their horses, and the horses were jumping wildly, hugging in front of them, trampling each other.

Terrible cries rose into the air, and even more enemies died from trampling on each other than from direct shelling.

Many people were trampled by horses' hooves and broke their hands and feet, and they were babbling loudly in the mud.

Someone raised a small shield in panic, but how could this 'covered' wooden shield withstand the huge kinetic energy of an eight-pounder cannonball, and one shield was unfortunately directly hit by the cannonball and turned into fragments, including the cavalry behind the shield.

A corpse with white bones soared into the air, blood spilled in the sky.

The North Korean battalion, which had been in a 'chaotic' mess before, fell silent at the same time, and the 4,000 Koreans watched this amazing scene in amazement, but they forgot about the 'commotion'

。 The power of one cannon is so much that where it passes, everything is powdered. It wasn't that they didn't see the Shimazu Wing firing their guns last night, but the small cannon in the devil's hand was just a toy compared to the eight-pounder cannon of the Ningxiang Army.

The so-called murder weapon, that's about it!

I heard that the Ningxiang army has a special 'gate' for attacking the city, and the twelve-pounder cannon mounted on the warship, or even larger, but I don't know what the situation is.

"This is a ricochet, which is used to 'shoot', 'mix' and 'mess' the enemy's charging formation from a distance." At this time, Sun Yuancai turned around and said to Li Ju: "The North Korean camp is a bit 'chaotic', maintain it." ”

"I don't need it anymore." Li Ju took a 'sip' of cold air: "The military heart has been settled, and the Marquis of Yingchuan can rest assured." "The salvo of these two rounds of eight-pounder guns just now was extremely powerful, not only causing the enemy to be 'chaotic' and 'chaotic,' but also shocking the North Korean battalion.

"Two hundred meters away!" The measuring hand was still yelling.

"The eight-pounder guns continued to 'fire' at the enemy's follow-up troops." Pablo: "The four-pounder is ready to 'shoot', the enemy cavalry is getting closer, chain bullets!" ”

The eight-pounder gunner, which had just finished 'firing' the ammunition, began to reload rapidly, and the four-pounder gun began to take aim.

Two hundred meters, already the impact range of the enemy's cavalry.

Although the Qing army's first 'wave' attack was beaten by the eight-pounder cannon, they were too many. And in the rear, the second 'wave' cavalry unit also rushed up. At this time, they can only speed up the sprint, otherwise they will be mercilessly hit in the back by the follow-up troops. At that time, there is no need for the enemy to fight, and he will be 'messed up' into a pot of porridge first.

Under the action of inertia, the speed of the cavalry is faster. In fact, only a few dozen Qing soldiers died under the shelling just now. Moreover, all the cavalry still had a trace of fantasy in their hearts, as long as they rushed forward and narrowed the distance with the Ningxiang army, the enemy's artillery would be useless. If it is about 'hand-to-hand' combat, how can infantry be the opponent of cavalry?

Two hundred meters, one hundred and fifty meters.

At this time, a strange sound struck, so that the Qing cavalry and everyone, including the soldiers of the Shimazu Wing and the Korean battalion, couldn't help but glance at the sky.

At this look, everyone's scalp is numb

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However, he saw that more than a dozen iron faces two meters long with lead balls tied to their ends broke through the air, like countless poisonous dragons twisting and circling in the air and swept towards the cavalry troops.

"Brush!" An iron chain directly cut a cavalryman in two, and plunged into the 'tide' of people, bang, bang, bang, and I don't know how many people were cut off under the horse.

Countless torsos, human heads, and horse heads flew into the air, and those who were cut off by the waist were not dead for a while, and let out a terrible scream.

In front of me, the whole battlefield has become a battlefield of red 'color' and flesh and blood.

All the Qing troops were frightened and bowed down.

But so what, it was still inevitable to be swept to the ground by the strange, traceless long iron chain.

The most interesting thing happened because the chain bullets were too long and too dense when they were fired. When two chain bombs flew into the air, they were entangled together because of their different speeds, and they circled each other while flying. In the end, it turned out to form a large iron regiment and smashed directly on the head of a cavalryman.

With a bang, the Qing army and the men and horses were smashed into a ball of 'meat' mud and collapsed directly.

The 'flesh' can be seen as far as the eye can see, and around that mass of flesh and blood, the Qing army obviously can't stand this thorn 'excitement', and at the same time disperses, 'exposing' a small open space.

"Happy, happy!" Kazuo Shimazu shouted: "It's so beautiful to kill the enemy like this!" ”

Although he didn't know what the aesthetics of violence was, this little devil was still 'excited' by the enemy's magnificent brutal death.

"Rocket artillery ready!" Pablo shouted hoarsely: "Number two! ”

Hearing that the rocket artillery was about to appear, Sun Yuan shook his 'spirit' violently. This kind of rocket artillery has been equipping the troops for a period of time, and its power is not small, but because the accuracy is so poor, it is so bad that it is outrageous, and he really goes to the battlefield, and whether it is suitable or not, he has no bottom in his heart. Now is a great opportunity to test this new weapon, to see how effective it is and what needs to be improved.

Hundreds of artillerymen ran out, all carrying a long box on their backs, which they opened and lay straight on the ground, like a tripod that would be seen in later generations. Then a long rocket is placed on a large guide rail that extends forward, adjusting the angle.

100 meters, 80 meters......

The enemy cavalry was accustomed to 'sexual' charge, but because of the 'chaos' and 'chaos' and casualties, the formation was obviously thinned out, and the number of people was much smaller

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The Qing cavalry was suppressed by the artillery of the Ningxiang army just now, and finally rushed to the front at this moment, and the cavalry who couldn't bear it could not bear to 'draw' their cavalry bows and round the infantry of the Yuanzi battalion and 'shoot' fiercely.

Under the banner of Shuai, Sun Yuan waved his right hand, "Tell the heavy infantry to put the helmet and mask, pull down the Yuanzi battalion and prepare for a short encounter." ”

A few rhythmic drums sounded, and all the infantry of the Yuanzi battalion pulled down the masks of the iron helmets at the same time, and only looked coldly at the approaching enemy cavalry through the two lookout holes on the masks.

The spear in his hand stretched out in three rows, and the tofu block was like a hedgehog opening the spikes on its body, expanding instantly.

The musketeer also stepped forward, standing behind the spearman, raising his shotgun to aim.

Artillery bombardment, infantry advance, musket suppression, spear left stab to open the way, the standard tactics of the Ningxiang army.

The scattered feathered arrows 'shot' at the heavy infantry bounced to the side with a clang, useless. Weapons, although not the absolute factor that determines a battle, are the most important condition. Once there is a generation gap between me and the enemy's weapons, it will be completely crushed.

At this time, the solid bullets of the eight-pounder cannon were still 'shooting' at the Qing cavalry that followed behind.

The four-pounder cannon also joined the battle group, and the 'flower' shells exploded in the enemy group.

The officers of the Yuanzi battalion shouted angrily: "Ready, now is the time for me to show my skills!" ”

Old man Guan's voice was the loudest, and in order to shout and boost morale, he even lifted his mask.

The whole battlefield was covered with white smoke, and the infantry tried their best to keep their eyes wide and look ahead, but unfortunately they could see nothing, except for the sound of horses' hooves, the shouts of the enemy, and the screams of the enemy.

After waiting for a long time, the enemy still did not rush over.

What we waited for was thousands of fire dragons with long flues passing overhead, like a colorful meteor shower.

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