Before Chang Wei came, the artillery lookouts of the Volunteer Battalion had already observed the position through the telescope, and Wang Zhuang quickly swept over the position and shouted: "Attention the artillery crews! Five north-east, the distance is 2,033, and the elevation angle is 33. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The herald ran quickly across the position, conveying the firing parameters.

"Load solid fixed-range bombs, one test shot!"

The new artillery used by the volunteer battalion not only pulls out the rifling, but also has long been equipped with advanced gun carriages, which are not only convenient to move, but also can adjust the direction at any time, and the crank lifting device between the gun body and the gun carriage can accurately adjust the elevation angle, and the shooting error of each gun is extremely small.

"Aim at the target!"

"Calibrate the cannon, one test shot!"

"Ignition!"

With the password, the No. 1 standard gun began to fire, with a loud bang, the long cone-shaped solid lead cannonball, pulling the fiery red tail smoke to bombard the Ordos Tucheng, under the strong recoil, the gun truck retreated three steps back, until it hit the fixed position did not stop, the artillerymen quickly pushed the gun back to its original position, with a spiral wire brush and a cylindrical cotton brush, the boring gun breech, the next round of loading process.

Wang Zhuang saw in the telescope that the calibration shell had crossed the earthen wall and lifted a gray-white felt tent into the sky.

"The fixed range bomb and rifling are the greatest inventions!"

Wang Zhuang shouted happily and roared again with the iconic wolf howl, "All the loaded solid bullets, the distance of the standard team is two thousand three, and the elevation angle is increased by one; the rest of the teams are decreasing by fifty in turn, and the elevation angle is increasing by one, and the test shot!"

The herald immediately waved the red flag and spread the firing parameters throughout the artillery positions.

With the rumbling of artillery, cyan smoke and the choking smell of gunpowder covered the entire artillery position, and the artillerymen and the musketeers behind them sniffed and savored the smoke greedily.

"Shoot all, barrage cover!"

After a short period of test firing and adjustment, the artillery fire suddenly became fierce, and a series of explosions completely broke the remaining tranquility of Tucheng, and the violent roar made the earth tremble violently, the houses were crumbling, and the yellow sand rose into the sky. The canopy covered by the firelight turned a blood-red, and the fiery serpent soared straight into the sky, obscuring the scorching sun.

The deterrent power of the 100-kilogram rifled guns bombarded in turn was incomparably astonishing, and the three rows of artillery in front and rear of the artillery position were like fireworks, and the roar of the deafening roar continued continuously, falling into the low earthen city with infinite might, setting off a terrible scream.

The people of the Ordos tribe were frightened silly, they also fought with the Ming Dynasty army, there were many artillery pieces inside and outside the Great Wall, but when did the Ming army's artillery become so fierce? In the past, their shells could only fly all over the sky, when was it so accurate and effective? They could not raise their heads or waist due to the dense shelling, and the war horses jumped out of the horse barricade, neighing wildly, and the cavalry was eager to grow eight legs and immediately run out of this terrible hell.

The felt tents and broken corpses in the earth city turned into dark red fireballs, which were lifted high into the air by the waves of explosive gas, and after rising to the highest point, they fell at a faster speed, like an erupting meteor shower, so cruel and happy.

In the vast sea of fire and thick smoke of gunpowder, swaths of houses collapsed one after another under the aftermath of the explosion and the burning fire, and the broken wood chips, damaged weapons, and crumbling stones mercilessly smashed into the fleeing crowd.

The only remnants of the building turned into an erupting volcano, and the blazing waves that poured out from the top lifted all the debris that could be sprayed for half a day, turning it into violent fuel, and further fueling the power of the shelling.

Billowing smoke rose into the air, obscuring a large area of the sky, and the scarlet flames bloomed wildly under the smoke, turning the decaying and slaughtered earthen city into a human purgatory, and the ferocious shelling lasted only five rounds, and the low earthen wall was reduced to ruins. The soil and stones near the gates had turned black and red, and the ruined houses and broken wood hung with long-unrecognizable limb parts.

Under the strong kinetic energy of gunpowder, the cannonballs jumped and tumbled at the Ordos cavalry. The remnants collapsed, and the cries and screams rang out.

The barrage of fire covered the terrain for fifteen minutes, and it gradually subsided after completely destroying the earthen wall two miles wide on the front.

After the cannon is the soldiers carry a hundred and ten pounds of small cannons, this kind of cannon is only three feet long, the thickness of the bowl mouth, with a triangular bracket, in Chang Wei's conception, this is the prototype of the mortar, however, because the bottom fire technology is not up to par, the ultra-fast rate of fire of twenty or thirty rounds a minute still only exists in the concept.

However, this kind of smoothbore cannon can be carried away by people on horsebacks, and when it is equipped with one artillery and two servant troops with shells on their backs, one team can form combat effectiveness, which is more convenient than the lightest tiger squat cannon at present.

A few simple orders were delivered, and the gunners set up improvised artillery positions. In a burst of rain crackling like plantains, countless small pieces of iron smashed into the dilapidated barracks like a torrential rain, and in the blink of an eye, a dense burst of bullets harvested large swaths of exposed human life.

After firing five rounds of 300 small cannons, the small half of the Ordos people in Tucheng had been blasted into pulp, and the remaining half fled backwards with short hoop legs.

"It's terrible! This is a professional method of killing, and before the two armies can fight head-on, the enemy will be crushed!"

Ma Lie gasped, he had fought with the Tatars, the Jurchens, and the Ming army inside and outside the Great Wall, but whether it was the Ming army's Hongyi artillery or Tatar artillery, or Houjin's artillery, which one could have this kind of accuracy?

The most powerful thing I've seen before is the artillery of the Ming army, but their firepower is not concentrated, one cannon is far away and one cannon is close, whether it can hit or not depends on luck, like this kind of concentrated fire bombardment, artillery fire to wash the ground, it is really difficult to give birth to the slightest head-on confrontation mind, but in the battle of siege and defense of the city, this kind of artillery is really powerful, but if the light horse gallops, the artillery is still helpless.

After the raging smoke and artillery fire, the Ordos soldiers, who still had a trace of luck, got up from the ruins under the leadership of the leader, and rushed out with sabers.

As they marched to the ruins, the musketeers beat their drums and trumpets, "Stop!"

Commander Hu Yang raised the combat knife in his hand and ordered loudly: "All raise their guns and aim!"

All the officers repeated the order: "Raise your guns and aim!"

Whew!

Thousands of black hole muzzles were aimed at the Ordos soldiers who rushed up, fifty steps, the shooting order was not given, thirty steps, still no order, twenty steps, and the enemy's remnants rushed to within ten steps, Hu Yang's long knife suddenly cut down, "All shoot!"

"Shoot all!"

Bang bang bang......

With the order, a dense burst of gunfire rang out, and this time they fired not with a three-stage shot, but with a salvo of concentrated fire!

After firing the shot, Hu Yang gave the order again, "Bayonet charge!"

There was no hesitation in everyone, there was no superfluous action, and the results of long-term rigorous training were reflected, and the musketeers were like a conditioned reflex, and at the moment of hearing the order, they mechanically completed the simple standard tactical actions such as aiming, shooting, and charging with a gun according to the content of the usual training. The thousand-man array is like a huge and sophisticated machine, without a single mistake and redundancy, and all tactics are done to the extreme.

Seeing this, Ma Lie's cruel eyes revealed a look of envy: "The combination of guns and guns, advanced weapons, it is really a perfect battle, a perfect kill!"

Immediately, he set his sights on the remaining cavalry behind the battle formation of the Volunteer Battalion, "If there is another strong cavalry, this army will be invincible!" (To be continued.) )