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Chapter 1399 Toughness
Artillery is the most powerful weapon of mankind at this stage.

At this time, the two types of artillery that appeared on the battlefield in the outskirts of Winchester, England, are the two branches of the most powerful weapons with the development of science and technology.

Earl Robert Dudley's troops had six three-pound eagle guns made in the Greenwich Arsenal, with smoothbore front loading, four-wheeled small gun mounts, and a total gun weight of [-] catties. The maximum range was four miles. They were well-made, light and The balance of power is the most suitable field gun for England to fight out of the city.

Yingming's troops were equipped with 36 four-hundred-jin Francois machine guns, and used two-wheeled cannon carts with smoothbores in the rear, with limited range.

There are reasons for the popularity of Franji in the Ming Dynasty. First, it is extremely advantageous to fight small boats in water battles. Second, it is even more convenient to fight against Mongolian Qingqi raids in northern Saibei.

This is also the reason why Chen Mu wanted to sell General Zhenshuo to Qi Jiguang in the first place, but he was not accepted - General Zhenshuo is indeed very powerful, but what can he do with it in Northern Xinjiang?Is it possible to hit the naked man on horseback who comes and goes like the wind, or do you want to use it to bombard the yurt?
However, the Francophone does have a big disadvantage in this kind of battlefield where artillery is bombarded.

The armies of both sides lined up nearly two miles apart, and the sound of artillery blasted a cloud of gunpowder smoke in the sky in front of the formation of the two armies.

The old gunpowder smoke has just been penetrated by the incoming shells, and the new gunpowder smoke has risen with the bombardment of the shells.

The infantry on both sides did not line up with single-clothed guns like the infantry 300 years later. They still had the armor and shields of the ancient warriors, and they put the tiger-painted plaques and heraldic shields firmly in front of the two armies in almost the same form. Each other tried to block the pouring fire of shells.

It could only be an attempt to block it. Once the shells blasted by the Eagle Cannon hit the target, they would kill people, and the next few Miaoluokui warriors soon followed suit.

The 36 Franco cannons sprayed out overwhelming scatter, like heavy rain pouring down, shields can stop it for a while, and every round of artillery fire has a large number of soldiers falling to the ground with their faces covered.

The continuous deaths and injuries caused the soldiers to collapse in the phalanx. Some even dropped their weapons and squatted on the ground, buried their heads between their knees, and cried loudly after witnessing the deaths and injuries of their comrades-in-arms.

Even though they were still able to keep standing, everyone had a look of trepidation on their faces, and many soldiers on both sides simply closed their eyes and stood straight, like a sculpture.

They are very stubborn, the generals on both sides are very stubborn, and the soldiers on both sides are even more stubborn.

They all held their breath.

The eagle cannon fired three rounds, and the Fran cannon even fired two rounds of six guns. A lot of people fell down, but they still stood here firmly.

Ying Ming on the hill in the distance put down his binoculars, the sound of war drums made his eardrums hurt, he turned sideways and clenched his fists and cursed at the guard: "It's just a bunch of scumbags, why did the mob last so long!"

In his eyes, Robert's army is indeed a mob composed of thieves and robbers. In his discrimination-filled perception, there are rich and unkind merchants, nobles who eat without food, and beggars, thieves, robbers, whores, and whores running around everywhere. There are no normal people.

Even if there were, the normal man must be west of Winchester.

But now this army from the east of Winchester showed extremely high tenacity, which made Ying Ming look sideways.

He was surprised, but not flustered, because he saw that the fighting literacy of this army was very low, and they stood there relying on courage and the spirit of not fearing death.

Although this kind of courage inspired by the fact that they are only two hundred miles away from the capital makes them show extraordinary resilience, it cannot make up for their low quality of aiming their cannons, but not aiming at them.

If courage could determine the victory or defeat of a war, Asia would not have the turn of the Oriental Army to make the decision. The Aztecs who fought in the capital would have driven the Spaniards into the sea long ago.

In fact, Ying Ming was even more surprised that his troops could still obey the order here, neither advancing nor retreating.

Although the English's artillery was only six, and it didn't look as scary as the Fran's cannons scattered all over the sky, but in fact, the three rounds of artillery shells swept away at least [-] of his subordinates, and the power was definitely not small.

If Robert had thirty-two eagle guns, this would have probably killed half a battalion of his men.

What's more, Yingming's position can clearly perceive whether the enemy's artillery has hit or not, but for the soldiers in the army formation-almost every artillery is no different from hitting.

Ying Ming saw the Puli camp ready to break up more than once, but his Muye camp was firmly rooted in front of the formation and remained motionless, holding down all floating troops.

This is related to the long-term hatred education of the Dongyang Army. The Muye people are not compared with the Dongyang Army. At most, they only regard the Dongyang Banner Army as a role model.

But each of them wanted to compare with the Europeans. Even though they had not suffered a real large-scale invasion by the Europeans, they learned about what happened to the Aztecs through the mouths of the Ming people.

In their view, there was a great element of revenge in this battle.

If the enemy on the opposite side who was obviously under a more intense attack was still standing there, they would never take a step back, and they would never show the slightest timidity.

This is actually the source of the horror of the officials of the Dongyang Military Mansion and the Muye Camp of the Dongyang Military Mansion.

When I came to the Dongyang Military Mansion to be an official, I never thought that I would have another good day in the future since the first day I got on the ship.

The Iroquois are more straightforward. Long before they became Miroquois, they were born to water the tree of peace with blood, and they never thought of longevity.

Becoming Miao Luokui gave them the steel swords and crossbows and the battle formation system not far behind the countries in the world, and more importantly, let these people who were born for fighting understand the world and know why they fight.

In the face of the flying shells, it is human nature to be nervous and afraid, and not to be afraid is to be numb.

England's registered sailors prayed to the gods, and so did the Miroquoi warriors of the pastoral camp.

But the registered sailors were praying that the shells would not hit them.

What the Miaoluokui prayed was that the tree of peace would take root and sprout in this land after the shells hit them.

Ying Ming got impatient with the wait. The Fran cannon was still far away, and the Sanzi's lethality was not enough. It would not be a big problem for him to consume gunpowder if he continued to bombard like this, but it would be a headache if the cannon was broken. This immature gunsmith.

What can really solve the problem is the rocket, the magic arrow.

If a set of 24 magic arrows does not solve the problem, then get another set.

When the rocket took off for the second time, it successfully blew up and killed several riders on horseback at the edge of the opposite army formation in the telescope. The enemy army finally seemed to come to their senses, playing the highland bagpipes, and rows of soldiers began to draw closer to the Ming army.

The first ones are the musketeers with long muskets and hats. They all carry Dutch-made guns with racks and march forward arrogantly.

The knights who rode tall horses to form the front line also pointed out their spears, attacking the Ming army's front line from the flanks.

Their goal was to destroy the artillery units assembled by the Ming army on the two wings of the Muye camp.

　Good morning!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)