Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 1085 All the Hole Cards
The shelling not only wiped out the entire Hongyi Artillery Team of the rebels, several shells landed in the middle of the dense rebels who were waiting nearby to attack, killing 60 people in an instant, wounding hundreds of people, and the ground was covered with fragments of corpses and blood , The screams of the wounded came one after another.

The rebel army that had barely finished lining up became chaotic, and some refugees turned around and wanted to escape.Fortunately, the shells did not continue to fall. Mao Chenglu's men surrounded them and beheaded more than a dozen people before maintaining the team.

Mao Chenglu's complexion was extremely ugly-although not many people were killed by these cannonballs, the difficulty for him to seize the village was greatly increased by ruining the help of the Red Barbarian Cannon Team.

What surprised him the most was the power of the opponent's artillery. He had seen flowering shells before, but he had never had such a powerful power—not even the large-scale, ten-thousand-thousand enemy that two people can move to defend the city. The flowering cannon shot just now was so powerful.Not to mention shells.

The flowering cannons that the Ming army can launch are actually poisonous gas bombs: a small amount of gunpowder is used as a detonating agent in the shells, and other things mainly include sulfur, lime, and many poisonous Chinese medicines such as crotons. After the explosion, the smoke disperses; The other kind of grenade is indeed, but it has very little charge, and it explodes in half after it hits the ground.Both are not as powerful as firing solid bullets or clusters.So it is not widely used.

It seems that the opponent is not only sharp, but even the cannon is far above his own - Mao Chenglu was secretly worried.Now that the enemy has ceased fire, it is obvious that they fired too much just now, so they must stop their artillery.

The artillery of the 16th and 17th centuries, due to the limited technology in smelting and casting, the strength of the gun body was low, so the weight of the gun body was heavy, and the firing rate was not high. At most, 12-15 rounds of shells were fired in an hour, and the firing rate did not exceed 60~80 rounds.This has to be equipped with a large amount of vinegar for forced cooling.

Mao Chenglu didn't know the quality of the opponent's artillery. The intensive artillery fire just now made him think that the opponent's artillery should have entered the stage of heat dissipation, which happened to be an excellent opportunity for his side to launch an impact.

"Beat the drums!" He ordered loudly, "First strike, come on!"

The drums sounded hurriedly, and the first group of refugee soldiers began to commotion—they were terrified by the intensive artillery fire just now, and the little courage they mustered had long since disappeared. Many people were only temporarily instigated With the courage of the flesh and blood, when death was presented in front of them in such a simple and bloody way, almost everyone showed a tendency to shrink back.

There are more than 1000 people, crowded and suffering, but they just refuse to move forward.

The rebels had already experienced this, so they didn't need to give orders, they just waited for the second drum beating, and the rebels escorting the team had already raised their swords and beheaded several people at the end of the team.

"Don't move forward!" With the screams from behind and the shouts of the guards, the crowd at the end of the line began to surge forward, forcing the people in front to also start to move forward.

On the wicker-side fortress, it was reported that the artillery was ready and ready to fire at any time.

Chen Sigen raised his binoculars: the first group of refugees had already set foot on the sand embankment, watching the messy crowd rushing towards the wicker, the tragic scene of being forced to die made him feel more and more unbearable, but At this time, the gun position and artillery had been calibrated, and he hesitated for a moment and ordered: "Shoot!"

With the rise of a signal rocket, all the artillery of the Wicker Edge Fortress and the Qimu Island Squadron fired at the same time, because the target had been calibrated, and the first round of shells hit the target area accurately.

This time, the target of the shooting was the rear of the refugees, that is to say, the artillery did not directly attack the refugees rushing to the front, but shelled the large group of people waiting to join the attack.Chen Sigen hoped to use this method to directly force the rebels to collapse, with as few deaths as possible.

The sound of the cannon alarmed Mao Chenglu and his generals who were observing the situation: Why, the other party fired again?How many cannons do they have?

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw many trails of smoke coming from the fort and the bay on the island, flying towards the shore.However, this time the shell did not fall directly, but exploded in mid-air, and instantly sprayed dozens to hundreds of small iron balls towards the ground.
The torrential rain of cannons continued to shoot, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and broken limbs were scattered. Those who hit the ground would also spray out smoke and soil half the height of a person.Not to mention that the refugees who had no organized training in front of the front line immediately collapsed, and even the rebel soldiers who were ready to fight according to the situation were also terrified and fled in all directions.Some people rolled directly from the sand embankment to the ice, and fled towards the shore frantically.

Mao Chenglu's face was pale. Dengzhou's gunners were known as the strongest in the Ming army, regardless of the firing speed or the density of artillery fire, but in his current feeling, the enemy's artillery fire seemed to be continuous and never-ending.

The torrential rain of iron balls swept across the disintegrated formation one after another, and cries, screams, and meaningless screams of people in panic filled the air.Even in those military formations that were not affected, many soldiers were in a commotion and panicked.

The first group near the wicker was frightened by the artillery fire. Although only a few shells fell on their heads, everyone turned around and fled together. Shang swung a knife to kill Du Zhan, and was dragged and ran away together.Countless pieces of rubbish were immediately dropped on the sand embankment.

On the side of the Chinese army, Mao Chenglu's servants and soldiers were in a commotion, and everyone had thoughts of fear in their hearts: these veterans who had been in the battlefield were not afraid of fighting with knives and guns, but they just stood like this, even The feeling of being beaten to death without seeing what the enemy looks like is really hopeless.

The faces of Mao Chenglu and others were extremely ugly. Although the artillery fire only disrupted the array of thousands of refugees, and the rebel soldiers were not killed or injured, nearly [-] people fell into chaos as soon as the opponent opened fire. I am afraid that this battle cannot be fought. .

There are many advantages and disadvantages.Mao Chenglu understands this truth.If this "hundred thousand army" really messed up, he might be trampled to death even if he ran away.

With a livid face, he waved his horsewhip: "Come on, servant team, tidy up this group of rioters, tell them to continue to charge!"

The servants rushed out quickly, intercepting the scattered soldiers in all directions.Luckily, the refugees were unarmed, and had to stop and wait to be rectified after being cut several times by the servants. Those old wretches were not so easy to deal with. They swung their knives to resist without hesitation, and in many places they started fighting by themselves.

On Qimu Island, in the fortress by the wicker side, there are many townsmen who marched into the column to help carry the ammunition. They have never seen the power of the cannon. Gun, I didn't expect the cannon to be even more powerful. After twenty or thirty shots, the opponent was defeated, and he couldn't even get close.The entire fortress suddenly burst into laughter and cheers.

At this moment, someone rushed over and reported an important news to him.

The observation post just observed through the artillery mirror and found that the location of the rebel central army is at the 4471 position.

Chen Sigen looked at the design drawing board, and then raised the binoculars: This place is a bit far from Qimu Island, and the straight-line distance is a full 1800 meters.In this time and space, no cannon can shoot so far.It seems that Mao Chenglu has a lot of eyes.Chen Sigen thought to himself.He ordered again: "Cease fire, load grenades on each gun, target position 5 in 4471 minutes!" Then he added, "Prepare to fire rapidly!"

The distance is increased to 1800 meters. Although it is still within the effective range of each gun, the accuracy will be greatly reduced if the distance is farther.Chen Sigen decided to do a rapid fire, projecting a large number of shells to the target position at once, so that Mao Chenglu and his Chinese army were all covered before they could react in time.

When the cannons on Qimu Island were rumbling, 500 people from Chen Guangfu had quietly arrived in a forest by Longkou Bay.Chen Guangfu chose this place as the starting point after careful consideration: although the journey from this small forest to the ice surface to rushing to Qimu Island is longer than other locations, the ice surface is firm and suitable for horseback riding.

The speed of riding a horse is very fast, even if it is half a mile long, it will not be a problem.If there is an ice crevasse on the way forward, it will cause a lot of trouble,
The five hundred riders kept their breath silently, waiting for his order.

Gunners kept coming from the sand embankment, and Chen Guangfu secretly rejoiced: There is a fight over there!Now order:
"Brothers, go!" As he spoke, he rode his horse and was the first to come out of the woods.

Almost at the same time, five hundred riders gushed out of the woods and poured onto the ice of Longkou Bay.

The hooves of the horses were boiling, and the snow and smoke burst out. The five hundred riders shot towards the soft lower abdomen of Qimu Island like arrows flying off the string.

The shrill siren sounded on Qimu Island almost at the same time. Zhu Mingxia, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground with the soldiers, suddenly stood up. He glanced at the signal tower, and the flag hung up indicated that the other party was coming from the west of Qimu Island. over here.

"Drums!" he yelled.

The rapid preparation drum sounded.The soldiers who had been resting cross-legged on the ground all stood up, and while dusting off their bodies, they hurriedly fastened their hatbands and checked their weapons.

The four companies immediately entered a state of readiness.Zhu Mingxia said in a deep voice: "The light infantry company, the third company of the battle row, and the fourth company followed me in columns, and the grenadier company was the reserve team! Each company ran!"

The three companies quickly drove to the shore-there are all beaches, which are very suitable for the enemy to land, so barbed wire fences and horse refusals have been laid on the frozen beach in advance.The three companies led by Zhu Mingxia rushed to the shore.

"Use the company as a unit, spread out into double rows!" He was the first to rush to the shore, and saw cavalry galloping on the ice—it turned out that the enemy's rear was here.Zhu Mingxia thought to himself.

"The ruler is 300 meters, ready to shoot!" He raised one hand, observing the movement of the cavalry, "Let go!"

(End of this chapter)