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Chapter 1596 Death of Wakda

"The Shun thief is coming, hurry up, hurry up and go to Sanzi!" Seeing the cavalry of the rebel army galloping, Hou Jin's gunners hurriedly loaded the shotgun into the barrel.

It wasn't just the rebels, but any team that learned how to use artillery would use shotgun shells to bombard dense crowds, and the Jin side was no exception.

But it's hard to die, and the cavalry under Yang Chengzu's command like to use the tactics of intensive charge.

If it is shot by the opponent with shotgun shells, it will definitely suffer a lot of losses.

"Attack at the first whistle, prepare for the second whistle!" Yang Chengzu looked at the dark muzzle of the opposite gun, and calmly gave an order.

"Drive!" Following Yang Chengzu's order, more than a hundred cavalry lined up in a neat line and slowly approached the opposite artillery position.

Although the dense shotgun is a greater threat to the cavalry, the cavalry can also charge in batches to avoid the opponent's intensive firepower.

"Only for a whistle?" After seeing the golden gunner from a distance, his face turned ugly.

They only had four Hongyi cannons dismantled from Shenyang City, plus twenty or thirty small and medium-caliber cannons such as Generals and Mielu Cannons.

If the cannons were fired only for these hundred or so cavalry, I am afraid that the cavalry of the "shun thief" outside would take the opportunity to swarm up and hack them all to death on the spot.

"What should I do?" the gunner couldn't help asking his boss.

"False hair!" The leader was a small-eyed tartar, he frowned and said.

The law of the husband's use of soldiers is that if the emptiness is real, if the real is vain.

Since the rebels can send cavalry to trick the Tartars into firing, the Tartars can also trick the rebels into charging.

There is nothing more intriguing than this.

"Boom, boom!" When the rebel army approached two hundred steps, the sound of fierce artillery resounded, and the gunpowder smoke soon enveloped Houjin's artillery position.

At the first sentinel to test, there was a sudden panic.

"Chief soldier, do you want to rush?" The second sentry officer swallowed the saliva in his mouth and couldn't help asking Ying.

"Attack at the second whistle, get ready at the third whistle!" Yang Chengzu calmly ordered, "Remember it's an attack, not a charge!"

"Oh!" The second sentry officer nodded upon hearing this, and then led the cavalry under his command to slowly join the battlefield.

The sound of the artillery is very loud, and there is also a lot of gunpowder smoke. If you rely on the sound and smoke alone, it is sometimes difficult to tell how many artillery pieces are firing at the same time.

Of course, Yang Chengzu also couldn't tell the difference, but this didn't prevent him from guessing that the other side had tricks.

"Zhiniang thief, here we come again!" After the gunpowder smoke cleared, Houjin Gunner looked forward and saw another group of cavalry not far away, and couldn't help cursing immediately.

Although the rebels could not tell the number of Houjin artillery fired, it was also difficult for the Houjin gunners to tell the number of cavalry sent by the rebels.

You look at him as a sentinel, how do you know if there will be a second or third sentry hidden behind this sentry?

"What should I do?" Hou Jin Paoer couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"This time it's still false, next time it's real!" The leader frowned upon hearing the words, and couldn't help but ordered.

The first time you are wary, it's normal.

The second time you are going to seek stability, it makes sense.

But now that the "dead soldiers" on the city's siege have fallen by [-] to [-]%, I don't believe you can afford it.

In fact, Hou Jin, the artillery leader, was right in his judgment. Now that the rebel army has caught the opponent by surprise, if Daishan is asked to gather the team back, then the raid will be considered a failure.

After the second whistle triggered the Houjin Cannon, the left and right immediately remonstrated with Yang Chengzu: "As the saying goes: Repeat again and again, the general has tested the opposite side twice, and you can charge!"

"No, I'm going to try again, and then make a decision!" Yang Chengzu glanced at the retreating soldiers and said calmly.

Although it is difficult to judge the reality of the opponent's artillery, it is not impossible.

After two consecutive trials, Yang Chengzu keenly found that the casualties of the first two outposts were not large.

Although the distance between the two shots from the opposite side was a bit far, the accuracy would definitely not be so bad.

If everything is impossible, then there can only be one result, and the Houjin Cannon will not be fired at all.

He looked at the Houjin dead soldiers who were about to pull down the city wall, and finally gritted his teeth and decided to try again.

Following his order, the third sentinel cavalry came out again, while Yang Chengzu silently grabbed his spear and ordered the fourth, fifth and sixth sentries to follow, and the others were ready to launch a general attack at any time.

As soon as he gave the military order, the others immediately understood that it was time for the final charge.

This time, no matter whether they won the bet or not, the only thing waiting for them is to bite the bullet and rush forward.

"Boom!" Accompanied by a dense sound of horseshoes, the third whistle approached the Houjin artillery position again.

"Fire, fire!" The leader of the Houjin Artillery Corps looked at almost all the siege soldiers who had withdrawn, and finally gave the order to fire.

"Boom boom boom!" Suddenly, all the loaded cannons spat out flames, and the densely packed cannonballs flew out as if visible to the naked eye.

Accompanied by a burst of people neighing on their backs, the cavalry of the third post of the rebel army fell down in pieces.

It is true that Houjin's Hongyi cannon has not been optimized like the rebels, and its longer diameter is more suitable for firing solid shells, but its power is still impressive.

Especially the larger diameter, although it is not conducive to the spread of the shot, but it is conducive to the killing of the shot in a specific direction.

The dense shotgun shells were like raindrops, and immediately smashed the soldiers and horses of the rebel army like a sieve, and the plasma flew randomly.

It was miserable, it was really miserable, many people and horses were in it, and they were beaten to pieces.

However, at this moment, Yang Chengzu finally gave the order to charge.

"Kill!" The fourth sentry, the fifth sentry, and the sixth sentry, a total of three sentry cavalry, stepped on the bones of the rebels in front, and rushed up without hesitation.

If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent!
"No, it's a trick. Hurry up and fire and shoot arrows!" Until the sound of horseshoes of the rebel army came from far and near, the leader of Houjin Artillery finally found out that he had made a mistake in his judgment.

On the battlefield, mistakes will pay the price!

Most of the artillery positions, which were empty of artillery, can only rely on small-caliber Francophones, bird guns, and even bows and arrows to lower the charge of the rebels.

However, where can it resist?

I saw the rebel cavalry roaring towards them, slashing down fiercely with the waist knife raised high in their hands, and heads with braids flew up one by one.

And at the moment when Yang Chengzu's troops rushed into the Houjin artillery position, Wakda, who was fighting fiercely on the city, couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and a thought came to his mind: It's over, it's over!
If other people only have a clear judgment on this, for Wakda standing on a high place, he can clearly see the cavalry of the rebel army and cut himself off from the Houjin formation.

However, just as Wakda was in a daze, suddenly there was only a bang, and then a strong force came, and then his shoulder hurt, and a warm liquid gurgled out.

He looked up carefully, but saw that Huang Degong was pointing at himself with the iron whip in his hand, and the front part of the iron whip was a black muzzle.

"Thunder fire whip?" Nawakda was taken aback when he saw this, and immediately reacted.

"When you were fighting with this general, you still dared to lose your mind. Should I praise you for your courage, or admire you for not being afraid of death?" Huang Degong smiled, and couldn't help but force him up again.

Wakda couldn't help but retreated one part, but he just retreated to the edge of the city wall.

"Master, come down quickly, we will take care of you!" Under the city, a few servants were shouting loudly.

"Go down?" Wakda looked at the "dead soldiers" who were being hacked and killed by the cavalry of Zu Dashou, and then looked at the retreat blocked by Yang Chengzu, and couldn't help but smiled miserably.

"Those who have achieved great things since ancient times have advanced but never retreated!"

"If I die today, I should die above the city. How can I die under the city?"

After speaking, he led the remaining fifty "dead soldiers" to launch a desperate charge to Huang Degong's place.

"Kill, kill!" Accompanied by bursts of shouts, the two sides fought together again, and even Huang Degong, who had once fought, retreated steadily.

And just as Wakda was fighting bravely in the city, he finally completed the Daishan retreat of most of the troops. Looking at the fighting figure in the distance, he couldn't help crying: "My son will die here!"

(End of this chapter)