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"Boom boom boom..."

Early the next morning, as soon as the smoke from the camp was extinguished, the roar of artillery resounded throughout the battlefield.

The rifled guns were concentrated and spread over a battlefield three miles wide.

The artillerymen used binoculars to observe the position of the opponent's artillery, adjusted the muzzle, and targeted the enemy's field artillery.

Pour artillery shells into the opponent's trench position one after another.

Suddenly, huge fireballs broke out on the entire battlefield, and the strong smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air.

Around the artillery positions were soldiers arranged in a tight formation.

The soldiers on the east side faced east, and the soldiers on the west side faced west. Each of them had a Qin-style rifle with a bayonet loaded.

They were to protect the artillery from surprise attacks by the opposing cavalry.

Although the range and accuracy of the Qin-style rifle are sufficient.

But when dealing with cavalry, a tight formation is still effective.

The same space can accommodate enough soldiers.

Then take the Qin-style rifle's reloading speed of ten rounds per minute.

In Zhao Xu's view, each densely packed team of 100 people was equivalent to a machine gun.

It can shoot thousands of bullets per minute.

There are sixty such densely formed teams on the flanks of the battlefield, which is equivalent to sixty machine guns deployed.

It was not easy for the cavalry to break through their defenses.

Of course, enemy artillery loves such dense squads.

A single cannonball can basically destroy a squad.

But what he is currently taking advantage of is the overall advantage of his own guns and artillery over the enemy.

Be it range, accuracy or power.

It was impossible for the artillery of the Shizu, Beidi, and even the Russians to attack these dense formations under the suppression of his rifled guns.

Therefore, after the war started, Zhao Xu had no worries about the safety of the two wings.

Just waiting for the artillery to deal with the field artillery in the opponent's fortifications.

at the same time.

Ashur and Olsky once again experienced the powerlessness they felt at Zhongling Pass.

Their most excellent field artillery at the moment is provided by Britain and brought by the Rus.

There are not many, thirty-eight in total.

The effective range of these artillery pieces is 1,500 meters, and the shells are solid rounds.

But King Yan actually placed the rifled cannon two thousand meters away, beyond the range of their field artillery, and fired at them.

They simply couldn't imagine how the other party could identify the location of their field artillery from such a long distance.

Even more abominable are the exploding shells.

The artillery piece that was hit was essentially destroyed.

Seeing this scene, Ashur's face turned red with anger.

Orsky fell silent.

Dou Wei and Fan Xinglun had beads of sweat on their heads and kept wiping them off.

When he was in Xiangcheng, Dou Wei only saw King Yan's rifled gun.

I have never experienced being bombarded by artillery.

Fan Xinglun remained in peace, and the troops under his command had never experienced any major battles.

Such a terrifying scene naturally made their hearts beat faster and their breathing became suffocated.

"Instructor Olsky, this seems to be no solution. If this continues, all our field artillery will be destroyed, and we must withdraw the field artillery." Dou Wei said.

"Withdraw the field artillery and King Yan's army launches a charge. Can you withstand it?" Olsky said.

Doesn't he feel sorry for these field guns?

But they had no other means except field artillery, which could cause a large number of casualties to King Yan's soldiers.

It is easy to remove this artillery, but it takes time to redeploy it.

Therefore, it is difficult to withdraw or not to withdraw.

Hearing this, Dou Wei opened his mouth and finally sighed.

Before the war, he was still confident.

But now, he suddenly fell into deep worry.

King Yan's army went deep into Yizhou, and they were indeed well prepared.

"Let the cavalry raid their artillery positions and try it." Ashur said.

Zhongling Pass is not suitable for large-scale cavalry operations.

But Yizhou is suitable.

The area near Mian City was also flat, and he believed that only the cavalry had an advantage over King Yan.

If they can destroy their artillery in one fell swoop, their chances of winning will increase.

Orsky nodded, "That's all."

Now they are being beaten passively, and the only one who can take the initiative is the cavalry.

Dou Wei and Fan Xinglun breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

Not long after, two Langlu commanded 10,000 cavalry each and came out of Miancheng.

Going around to both sides of the battlefield, they approached the advancing Yanwang artillery step by step and launched a charge.

The appearance of the Beidi cavalry immediately aroused the vigilance of the flanking palace generals.

Chang Wei wanted to send troops to support, but Zhao Xu stopped him.

"Three thousand people on each side are enough to deal with them." Zhao Xu said.

He just wants to dampen the opponent's spirit.

If they win based on numbers, they will not be able to fully appreciate the gap with the Yanzhou army.

"Woooooooo..."

The Beidi cavalry wandered on both sides for a while. Seeing that no soldiers crawled out of the Yanzhou army camp to reinforce the artillery, they blew their horns.

They formed a tight cavalry wall eight hundred meters away.

He had neither armor nor leather armor on his body.

Each cavalryman only has a single coat and a saber.

This is the method taught to them by the Rus.

The purpose of not wearing armor is to allow the horse to reach the fastest speed, and the cavalry wall can cause maximum damage to the enemy.

After lining up, they first walked briskly for a while, then jogged, and at a distance of 500 meters, they launched a charge.

But at this moment, they heard a "swish, swish, swish" sound.

Along with the continuous screams, some cavalrymen fell off their horses and were trampled on by the horses behind them.

Some war horses suddenly let out a mournful cry and rolled to the ground, throwing the cavalry on their backs flying for more than ten meters.

Instantly, the charging cavalry was in chaos.

But the charge has been launched and there is no turning back.

Otherwise, the huddled cavalry will only become targets.

"Crazy, crazy, all crazy." Lang Lu, who was leading the troops, muttered to himself.

He was under the command of Ashur, and in the battle of Zhongling Pass, he had no chance to fight against the army of King Yan.

But in the first fight, he was beaten to a loss.

But with Ashur's orders, he had no choice but to continue charging.

"Whoosh whoosh..." As they charged, the sound of the air being pierced was endless.

He faced the wind, and the cavalry around him kept disappearing.

Five hundred meters, four hundred meters, three hundred meters, two hundred meters, the closer the distance, the fewer cavalry around him.

When he led the cavalry to enter 200 meters, he suddenly turned around and found that less than two thousand cavalry were still following him.

At this moment, the enemy's soldiers were 200 meters away. If they crossed this distance, they might defeat King Yan's soldiers, or they might be completely wiped out.

The idea flashed through his mind.

But the war horse wouldn't give him time to think.

For a war horse, two hundred meters is no more than ten breaths of time.

In an instant, he could see the faces of King Yan's soldiers clearly.

But in this short period of time, after King Yan's army shot at them once, they quickly reloaded and raised their muskets at them again.