Under the leadership of Lin Zhengyang, the king of the world, the bandits launched an attack and dispatched a total of 20,000 troops, but most of them were miscellaneous infantry, that is, cannon fodder at the bottom.

Two hundred and fifty steps away from the Tianwu Army's artillery array and one hundred and forty steps away from the first trench, the cannon fodder slowly moved forward with simple shields, preparing to fill the trenches.

Huang Degong and other generals of the Tianwu Army were amused. The generals of the bandits did not know that the effective killing range of the two thousand kilogram Hongyi cannon could reach more than two miles, and the one thousand kilogram Hongyi cannon could also hit more than one mile. The Big Buddha

The Lang machine gun also has two to three hundred paces. These idiots are standing at about three hundred paces. Aren't they looking for a bombardment?

However, the Royal Heavy Artillery Regiment was obviously not in a hurry to take action. The opponent didn't know about this, so they pretended not to know, and just watched quietly as the opponent's army came up.

"Master Lin, there seems to be cannons on the other side, quite a few!" a bandit general exclaimed.

Lin Chengcheng, who was riding a horse, looked up and frowned: "Where is it? I didn't see it..."

This thief general didn't know how to answer. If a person is short-sighted, he might be able to remind him, but if his eyesight is not good, then there is nothing he can do. It is useless to remind him!

Seeing that he stopped talking, Lin Chengcheng knew that he was wrong and did not blame him. He shouted: "Send the order, let the hungry soldiers in front move more quickly and don't waste time. The cavalry and the people from the old camp are coming up."

Go forward to supervise the battle, and those who retreat will be killed!"

"Follow me! Come forward and supervise the battle!" The general rode his horse and commanded the horse army and the old camp soldiers, retreating while commanding...

Wan Junjie, the commander-in-chief of the Royal Heavy Artillery Regiment, stared closely at the command flag at the headquarters on the hillside. When he saw the command flag waving, it meant that the bandits had begun a large-scale attack.

Although Wan Junjie is only in his twenties, he has experienced many battles and several battles with the Qing army. He commanded the artillery battalion of the Yongwei Battalion.

In the battle using firearms, it is actually the cooperation of artillery and infantry. The artillery is used to suppress the enemy first, and the infantry is on top. This is the safest tactic.

If the power of the artillery is strong enough, you can use artillery to push back the enemy. But in this case, the infantry will not be able to catch up with the enemy and expand the results. Therefore, the most appropriate tactic is to launch an attack with infantry and artillery at the same time, or to release the enemy first.

Come in.

The firing timing of artillery is very particular. Wan Junjie has already gone through countless tests and calculations, and through many actual battles, he has a relatively accurate grasp of the firing timing of artillery.

Looking at the rogue thief's offensive posture, Wan Junjie sneered: "This is the weakest opponent I have ever seen since I joined the army!"

If he were facing the Qing army, Wan Junjie would order a volley of artillery fire when he saw the opponent within range. But facing the strength of the Liu bandits, no matter how many people there were, he would not feel the need to wait until they were released.

The effect will be better if you hit it closer.

After the bandits began to attack, the artillerymen responsible for observation loudly reported the distance:

"The enemy is one hundred and eighty steps away from our troops."

"The enemy is one hundred and seventy steps away from our troops."

"The enemy is one hundred and sixty steps away from our troops."

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When the front line of the bandits took one hundred and fifty steps, Wan Junjie began to wave the command flag in his hand and shouted at the same time: "Fire!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A series of earth-shaking huge roars exploded, and the bandits a hundred steps away felt their hearts tremble and their eardrums hurt from the shock. The hundreds of bandits at the front were so frightened that they sat down on the ground.

The musketeers lying on the sandbags had plugged their ears with cotton early, and covered their ears with their hands, watching the artillery performers at close range.

Hundreds of artillery fired at the same time, the huge roar made the earth tremble, and hundreds of large black iron balls slammed into the bandit formation.

A cannonball whizzed past and hit the head of a bandit soldier who was rushing at the front. It immediately shattered the soldier's head. Without even a grunt, the headless corpse fell to the ground.

, and before the soldiers behind him knew what was going on, a large row of them were knocked down by the unabated shells.

Such a dense brigade of bandits gave full play to the destructive power of the solid artillery shells, and the powerful force of the shells instantly cleared a path of blood.

Those whose bodies were concentrated by the shells were beaten with blood spurting from their mouths and their bones were cracked. Some of them were hit by the shells, and their muscles and bones were broken, and a large piece of skin and flesh was torn off.

Hundreds of cannonballs blasted away a sea of ​​blood in the bandit formation, as if it had been plowed flat, leaving only bloody flesh and broken limbs all over the ground.

Some of the soldiers who were still alive after being hit were rolling around in pain and letting out bursts of heart-rending screams, which frightened the scalps of the thieves behind and made them tremble with fear.

The tall horse that King Lin Chengcheng was sitting on was killed on the spot by a cannonball, which also took away one of Lin Chengcheng's legs. Lin was paralyzed on the ground in pain and kept howling.

Wan Junjie, the commander of the Royal Heavy Artillery Regiment, put down the telescope in his hand. He was very satisfied with the results of the first round of attacks and ordered the heavy artillery regiment to continue firing to clear the area.

Although the Hongyi cannon of the heavy artillery regiment uses fixed ammunition, its firing speed is still limited, and it can only fire once a minute at the fastest.

The Fran cannon is rear-loaded, so its rate of fire is much faster than that of the Hongyi cannon. It can fire three times in two minutes. A skilled gunner can even fire twice in one minute.

Hundreds of artillery fired continuously, and a large number of whistling shells hit the bandits crazily, causing the bandits to scream in agony and leaving corpses everywhere.

Originally, the miscellaneous soldiers in front of the bandits did not dare to flee, because there were horse soldiers and veteran soldiers behind them supervising the battle. If they turned around and ran away, they would be slaughtered. But this time it was different. Their leader, King Zhengshi, was beaten to a pulp.

The meat is rotten, who dares to charge!

Originally, Lin Chengcheng's leg was crippled by a cannonball and he could still be saved. An old battalion soldier was just about to put him on the horse and retreat. However, before he could get on the horse, he was smashed to pieces by the second round of cannonballs, and both he and the King of the World died.

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After several rounds of artillery fire, the vanguard of the 20,000 bandits was killed by 4,000 to 5,000 people. The remaining people fled back desperately, leaving only corpses on the ground and half-dead bandit soldiers wailing and struggling on the ground.

The battalions of men and horses watching the battle behind the formation felt chills in their backs. The artillery of these dog officers and soldiers was so damn powerful!

Seeing Lin Chengcheng's fate, Lao Huihui Ma Shouying sneered in his heart. Everyone has the courage to be a rebel, but not everyone has the brains.

This Lin Chengcheng is one of the brainless rebels. Such people will never achieve great things. They are cannon fodder for the rebels and history.
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