And in the cannon fort erected temporarily with baskets full of earth.
"Only hope that the bright wind, the quiet fire, the thick earth, and the water of silence are all your might..."
Bai Duolu, the master of the artillery crew, once again prayed loudly to the gray-black cast iron and bronze barrel in front of him: Then a sharp and short whistle sounded.
With the gunner’s strenuously pulling the firing tube, the six-inch muzzle on the huge wheel frame that looked thick and awkward, trembling in an instant, shot out a heavy cloud of smoke and the dark red flame of the big canopy; it was in a flash In between, the heavy and huge cast iron sphere whizzed out a faint trajectory extremely far.
In an instant, the enemy army that had just assembled in the distance suddenly fell to the end of these tracks, a splash of earth and a broken part of the broken limbs; and suddenly many places of blood were revealed one after another. The dripping gap comes;
The enemy soldiers surviving near these gaps are like panicked fish in the bottom of the tank, or ants trampled on their nests, rushing to avoid and retreat; but they are not the same as they were. The tight and dense formation has taken the lead.
At this time, the short whistle sounded again; the gunmen with asbestos gloves struggled to pull out the hot short-tube cannon from the side of the opened breech, and threw it on the mud floor, splashing with sizzling smoke; Since someone stepped forward to deal with it quickly.
The operator at the other end has already used a probe dipped in water in a wooden barrel to clean the hot barrel of the main gun, and again insert a new one filled with a drug bag and a ball from the side rear opening. The cannon is plugged with thick wood baffle and inserted into the fire tube.
Following the re-calibration and adjustment of the shooting community’s passwords and whistle, the roar and roar again spit out a large cloud of smoke and fire; this time the slightly upward ball throwing arc, once again extended to sweep the still dense array The rear of the formation.
Amidst the faintly audible screams and screams of screams and screams, a dozen or so clearly visible, tortuous and messy bloody gaps were once again cleared; however, only a tenth of a moment later, the third round of blows came again. The roar and the whistling sound came immediately.
Therefore, just after the fourth round of bombardment and projection, the enemy soldiers gathered close to the impact range seemed unbearable and most of them had lost heart and fear, regardless of the constraints of the remaining generals and bosses. And yelling became more cluttered crowds fleeing to the left and right.
At this time, as the whistle quickly became elongated, the shooting team, wearing leather armor and hat-shaped helmets, holding iron bows and tie rods and strong crossbows, also stepped past the scattered artillery barriers. , And the horizontal line, like a forest, quickly shot layer after layer, throwing arrows intertwined with low arcs.
Suddenly, the backbone of the enemy who stayed in place and screamed and screamed, trying to regroup and gather the team, was splattered with blood and shot over the dense white feathers.
At this time, the enemy's front line had already collapsed into a pot of porridge that could no longer be cleaned up. But after the team's bow and arrow counterattack were intact, they were radiated late; it was only in a hurry that it seemed much more chaotic.
Most of them were scattered on the muddy ground in front of the Taiping Shooting Team, only a small part of the scattered arrows fell into the shooting queue, penetrating and bringing out the gaps of uneven residuals. Come; and then they were dragged down one after another in the muffled sound and re-completed.
However, at this time, the fifth round was ready to stop and the blow that raised the muzzle, followed by the roar, was in the enemy's rear formation, which was farther away; in an instant, it was faintly visible to the naked eye. Amidst the waves of smoke and dust splashing at a large oblique angle, the projectiles bounced one after another into a serpentine string among the enemy forces, producing a tragic cry and wailing.
The shooting team was also in the midst of the roar of artillery accompaniment and the smashing drum beats, alternately striding forward, throwing obliquely, and shooting flatly, bringing more active targets in the enemy formation into the range of intensive killing.
Therefore, where they almost never intermittently project arrow rain, even the Hedgehog gathers the enemy's power like ice and snow melted in the warm spring sun, constantly breaking up and turning around and rushing back, leaving behind. There was a trembling like down arrow feathers and bloody corpses spreading out.
And when the remaining bows and arrows in the enemy's back formation attempt to shoot and counter them, they will soon be punished by the bombardment of the ball from the sky, and the order of formation will no longer be spoken of.
I don’t know how long it took, how many rounds of shooting, they seemed to be able to defeat most of the enemy’s momentum by shooting, and suddenly they stopped; instead, they dropped the bows and crossbows in their hands and slowly alternated backwards. Retreat, revealing a posture of exhausting strength.
Then, among the enemy formations that were distracting and evading everywhere, it seemed to have been excited and inspired. Suddenly, from these scattered pawns, a new armoured soldier, fully clothed and armed with a long knife and a large axe, came out.
Under their leading leadership and engulfing, the soldiers who retreated seemed to have regained their confidence and fighting spirit. Those who carried knives, raised placards, caught guns and held flags all rolled back like a tide, and gathered into a new one. A wave of counteroffensive.
And those shooting teams that retreated alternately in front of the formation have also retreated dozens of steps away; when they saw it, they suddenly scattered like flowing water, and diverged toward the left and right wings, revealing the formations in front of the gun base. A new front with a horizontal team.
It was a Taiping gunman with a wide-brimmed leather hat and squatting standing in three rows with only iron breastplates and locks covering his knees; he held his hand as an old pawn who pointed to the halberd and the shotgun. /Huo Chang, in the voice of shouting and passing the password over and over, Yuanyao filled his hand with the long guns, and lifted it toward the rushing enemy.
And in the second column of the half-kneeling guns, there is already a five-headed Wang Shengui, who is also trying to control some of the rapid breathing and inner throbbing, and he is almost the same before and after. The robes panted messily and swallowed their saliva.
Although they have undergone repeated intensive training and repeated engagements of varying scales, the support and protection of the forward brigade directly confronted the enemy that was smashing through the sky in such a field of vision, and many people also did it. The nervous face was stiff, and the knuckles holding the firecrackers were also pale.
Only under the suppression of the old pawns' vigorous scolding and yelling, did they overcome the physical and mental impulse and desire to turn around and retreat to the rear camp, like mosquito bites and ants biting, but just looking around and looking forward to inhale and did not make it. The gaffe came on the spot.
However, in some other places in the array, there are faintly heard groaning and eating pains one after another; it is the result of some soldiers who couldn't help but want to drink water or touch other objects and received on-the-spot training.
Seeing that the enemy's power of the smoke and dust has hit dozens of steps away, it seems that it has been a long time since the year, but the command in anticipation has not been issued yet.
As a result, Wang Shengui couldn't help but become more anxious and uneasy. Did he forget or neglect his duty? He suddenly missed the three-eyed guns he had used.
At least this thing is paired with a hand card. When facing the enemy, just let go of the medicines in one breath, and then pounce on it like a stick and sledgehammer. You can also use a pointed tip and a cone Poke people to pierce armor.
In contrast, this long tube bludgeon with heavy front and light back in hand, except for a long cone with a front casing that is better than nothing, can be used as a defense, and there is no other means of attacking, which inevitably makes people feel uneasy.
Therefore, many newly added guns prefer to spontaneously carry a mass-produced type five (foot and half short knife). When he was so switching between the anxiety of reality and the release of imagination, he suddenly heard the long and sharp familiar whistle.
"Raise the level for a moment, and the teams are in full swing..."
Yu Hou, who was in charge of sighting and fixing distances, finally shouted out that key word.
"put.."
"put.."
As the arms and halberds were swung down one after another, the flashes of sparks flashed with gray smoke, which immediately enveloped the front of the gunslinger array one after another.
The oncoming tide of enemies seemed to be hit and tripped suddenly out of thin air, and the body suddenly burst into groups of faint blood mist and fine blood.
At the moment when the trigger was pulled down, many people, including Wang Shengui, suddenly felt that time had suddenly frozen; until the enemy was not far away, they threw down like a green onion and were stepped on by countless legs and feet. .
Only then did I regain my senses in the time when the autumn came again, in the vigorous yelling and whistles of the old pawns and team officers; like the first awakening of the dream, the long guns in the hands were hung down, and the hands and feet were swiftly or hurriedly filled in. Medicine, press the rear end with a cleaning rod and lift it up.
However, the second shot was more messy. Because in his queue, someone could not bear to be nervous, and was detained beforehand without waiting for the order.
The result was like a chain reaction of a conditional launch, which caused an eagerness to radiate from the left and right, and completely overwhelmed the roar of the veterans and team officers. Fortunately, the enemy is getting closer, as if being blown down by the wind.
Then, they were successively lashed from the back pain into the bone, as a warning and reminder of violations before the battle; but in the hot pain of the back, Wang Shengui became more sober and calm.
It was as if the previous fear and stagnation were all vented along with these two rounds of hasty discharge. He returned from the training time almost without blinking his eyes; he quickly completed the steps of clearing the chamber, fetching bombs, filling, pressing the fire, topping, and aiming like a cloud and flowing water.
And from the team near him, there were still people who were sweaty and clumsy picking up the dropped medicine, and then reflexively re-elected in the whistle sound to retake the empty firecrackers, and radiate with everyone. Get out.
Therefore, with the continuous shortening of radiation intervals and increasing frequency, the array they were in was also denser before, and could not be shrouded by the smoke and dust that could not be blown away by the wind.
So much so that the figure of the enemy they were about to get closer to their face seemed to gradually become blurred and illusory, and only a twisted outline and screaming movement were left.
It wasn't until the whistle finally became a completely different short three consecutive times that Wang Shengui woke up in the mechanical continuous reloading and shooting cycle, and he pulled out the sleeve spikes in the thigh holster in fear.
During this process, it was not that he had seen from the corner of his eye, some soldiers who were obviously making mistakes or fainted, how sparks burst on his side face and chest, or ignited The medicine packet on his body was scorched black.
But he was like an unmoved bystander, watching him, driven by his skilled body instinct, constantly using his hands and feet to make his own firecrackers radiate toward the enemy hiding behind his disgust.
Now, has it finally come to the moment of hand-to-hand combat; he can't help but recall the time in training, when he was beaten with bladed blunt soldiers and was so painful that he was in training.
However, Wang Shengui, among the ranks of gunmen that had become somewhat uneven, waited for several breaths with his spikes raised up and his eyes and feet, and there was no enemy who could wait to be culled head-on, only that he could not wait. Clear the noisy echo behind the smoke.
Then a sudden gust of violent wind finally tore through the thick smoke and revealed the empty battlefield in front of them; it was a corpse that had fallen to the ground, and it was gradually moving away. The collapse of the back.
It was as if too much water had been absorbed by the sand when the tide was high, and the remaining enemies who fled and collapsed had become sparse.
The shooting team, resting and waiting behind them, also reacted first. They dropped their crossbows and arrow boxes one after another, copied short and narrow four-sided thin swords, bypassing the edges and gaps of the gunmen formation and chased them up.
At this moment, Wang Shengui also seemed to be drawn from his body's strength. He sat on the ground with sweat and squat, leaning on a hot fire, and using his tingling arms, he wanted to take off the kettle. Quench my thirst, but I can't do it anymore.
Then, I saw a smoky black flat pot being handed over; Wang Shengui, who made half of his body a little numb, took a good breath as he borrowed it and gave it a good breath, and then slowly eased from his choking cough. Come on.
Then I found out that it was his team deputy Shi Niu, a man who described Jun Hei's appearance and taciturn; he still sullenly said in a dull voice: "If you can move, you can follow it..."
As for this team, because they were standing in the forefront, they were shot in the thigh by a streamer, and they persisted until the end was fainted due to excessive bleeding. They are now receiving emergency treatment in the battlefield.
"can.."
Wang Shengui struggled to get up without hesitation, and responded with the greatest strength. Being able to chase down the enemy remains, which also means that more personal gains and achievements will be made in the record book of the camp afterwards.
Although the beheading and seizure of the pursuit cannot be compared with a head-on or encounter, it is also considered as the basis for upgrading the ranks of the soldiers, as well as the corresponding benefits and treatment.
And in Wuzhou, in Jinhua City, the base camp of the Southern Zhejiang Allied Forces, Zhang Zimian, with heavy eyebrows, was also looking at the dismal face of the messenger in front of him:
"A total of five men and horses fighting separately, and nearly 10,000 elite soldiers, don't they have a banner to successfully retreat..." (End of this chapter)