Chapter 199 Dark Green Angry Tide

Kong Youde and Li Jiucheng also have a single-tube Qianli mirror in their hands. The distance between three miles is a bit far, so it will definitely be too late to press it immediately, and it will also cause chaos in their own formation... At this time, Kong Youde didn't want to fight the final battle, drag it until dark, and retreat. The final battle will be fought tomorrow, which is more realistic.

But soon Kong Youde's plan went bankrupt because Chen Xie's troops began to push forward, with each other five columns, and the distance between them was very high, with not many cavalry, but there were many cannons.

After a buzzing, Kong Youde's head exploded. At this time, he realized something was wrong. Green skin pressed forward about five hundred meters, and then stopped neatly. He counted one by one, fifteen. Yishui's bird guns and artillery positions slightly forward, and a small number of cavalry patrolled on the left flank.

War is the best teacher. After a battle to serve the king, the entire Dengzhou Greenskin Army underwent essential changes. In the past, it was not easy to shoot three times, but now it has begun to play five infantry phalanxes. The fifteen phalanxes in teams do not look tight, but Kong Youde just dared not order to rush.

At this time, Chen Xie was also puzzled. What else do you do, the two brothers in front of him? Didn’t you see that my brother brought a lot of cannons? If I didn’t charge, I would fire the cannons. The distance is only 1,500 meters, within the range. More than 20,000 people and scattered formations, what are you going to do? Will you still fight?

Not only Chen Xie was puzzled, but even the officers below were puzzled. Are these people stupid? At this distance, five artillery teams only had sixty artillery pieces. 24 rifled guns and 36 smoothbore guns, all within the range.

Just when Kong Youde and Li Jiucheng were unable to make up their minds to take the initiative, a fire flashed across the opposite side, blinding the eyes of the rebels on the other side. There were sixty cannons, not even test fires, and they shot at the thousands of rebels in front of them in one volley. Well, Chen Xie still hoped that the rebels could launch a charge, but it was still early, so it was not a big deal to always stand still, right? Just bombard them with cannons!

The projectile soared into the sky and fell rapidly into the crowd. The rebels stood in front of them with some people who were forced to fight. They have been very excited recently, and the women have no choice but to eat the good ones. There is still a little bit of fighting.

But their luck today was too bad. Whether it was Kong Youde or Li Jiucheng, they didn't know that the "little cannons" brought by Chen Xie could hit so far. They thought they were like Fran's machine cannons, and they hit the top for 200 meters. They were still waiting for Chen Xie to press forward a little further and then drive Min Zhuang to charge.

The earth seemed to shake for a moment, and the shells fell into the crowd in the blink of an eye. With a puff, it was clear that one body was hit by the shells and turned into two pieces. The shells that continued to move forward rushed forward for more than twenty steps, and directly plowed a hole for a loose team of thousands of people. The lead bullet left a broken hand and foot on the ground.

The similar scene continued to stage among several thousand-person teams at the forefront, causing a stir in an instant. Some of the people and the people who didn't even have military uniforms, let alone armor, had no mandarin duck war jackets, ran to both sides, and the formation dispersed.

When Li Jiucheng saw that he knew something was going to be bad, he immediately ordered: "Foreign team, attack the whole line!"

Min Zhuang, who left the guy running back, was killed by the Dongjiang soldiers behind without hesitation, and his position was finally suppressed. "Either kill or die!" Li Jiucheng shouted at the top of his lungs, and the dozen Min Zhuang teams in front suddenly burst out and shouted: "Kill!"

Someone shouted, and everyone followed, making a shocking shout, as if the fear was gone. In order to survive and to have a full meal, we should fight to fight. Therefore, more than 10,000 people in the front team began to move towards the road of death.

At this time, Chen Xie was relieved. That's right. If it doesn't hit the sky, it will be dark. How many rounds of artillery can you withstand? The distance of more than 1,000 meters is not far. Ordinary people must be out of breath when running for a thousand meters. At first, these civil and military teams were moving forward. The speed would definitely not be fast. They had to approach about 300 meters, and it would be meaningful to run.

Many things are not transferred by human will. Most of these people who are being swept up have never fought decent battles. Li Jiucheng and Kong Youde thought it was pretty good. The green skins on the opposite side were all bird gun soldiers. The people were consuming their firepower in front and the elites followed behind. Being able to rush up to fight in close combat was victory.

The problem is that the green skins on the opposite side did not follow the normal path at all. After twenty breaths, they walked forward less than a hundred meters, and another fire flashed and the smoke rose. The solid bullet flew over and pulled out a straight line directly. The speed was too fast and the dense crowd could not avoid it. They shot out a blood tank. They broke their hands and feet and flew around. This scene was so terrifying.

Li Jiucheng and Kong Youde were also scared. Have you fired at such a fast rate? They have both played artillery. If you have a cannon, you need to reload ammunition. It takes two minutes for a quick hand to shoot. Even if the range is long, the rate of fire is so amazing, which makes people live.

Li Jiucheng, who was following Kong Youde, had no idea of ​​winning at this time. The veterans of the Dongjiang Army also knew that something big was going to happen today.

"Ruitu, no, let's retreat, let these people continue to rush, let's slow down." Li Jiucheng's cunning is no less than Kong Youde. The two have known each other for a long time. They can tell each other's true intentions at a glance.

Kong Youde nodded. Min Zhuang couldn't hold on for long at this rate of fire. So he whispered: "Let the Shandong soldiers surrendered to the formation, let's take a look and wait for the opportunity to run back to Changyi. After it gets dark, Green Skin should not chase and kill them. Then he will collect the defeated soldiers. The food and grass in Changyi City will be enough for two years, so it should be no problem to keep it."

Li Jiucheng felt it made sense, but he didn't know that Kong Youde was completely calculating at this time. What else did he do to Changyi? When he set out, he felt that something was wrong. Dozens of personal soldiers took the valuable soft and soft hands with him. Waiting for darkness to run to the beach, and getting a boat to the Dongjiang River. This is the way to live. You can hide in Changyi City for a while, and you don't look at what equipment your opponent is. If you bombard so many cannons, the city will be useless.

After ordering, the surrendered soldiers from Shandong waved their swords and guns, forcing Min Zhuang to rush forward. The weapons in these Min Zhuang's hands were very simple, holding hoes, wooden sticks, kitchen knives, rakes, and everything. The camp of dense artillery bombardment was loose, and the casualties were incurred. Those who turned around were going to run away, with one knife or one shot in front of them, and they ran back obediently.

These days, whether it is the surrendered troops in Shandong or the enslaved people, they are all robbed and killed. If you want to say that they are innocent, you have to ask whether the wronged souls of tens of thousands of people in Xincheng agree or not. At this time, most people still expect to have a large number of people, and they might win if they rush over, so they are still silently enduring the shelling. However, some people subconsciously began to run away, and instinctively hope to rush to the front of the formation earlier.

After running, the entire formation became chaotic. The formation of a thousand people became chaotic. It was not something that a few veterans could suppress. Everyone was running, and more than 10,000 people ran together, making strange and nervous screams from their mouths, and the scene was amazing.

"Fire!" The artillery fired another round of fire, and there was no need to aim at it. With so many people, dozens of people were killed in one shot. After six rounds of artillery fire, Chen Xie's order came and the artillery retreated.

A group of artillerymen skillfully cleaned up, four people pulled the cannon and ran back, and two people dragged the ammunition box to run. Along the reserved passage, the artillery had just withdrawn from the front line, and the crowd was already around 500 meters.

Perhaps seeing the artillery retreating, Li Jiucheng also felt that there was a chance. Looking at Kong Youde's increasingly pale face, he felt that this matter was not that simple. Yes, it was indeed not that simple. A piece of white smoke suddenly rose from the Green Skin Army, and the "Chen" rockets holding the tail of the flames seemed to rain. Is this the previous two hundred, three camps and three grenade teams, and that was the volley of six hundred rockets.

The craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty were really against the will of heaven. They were a simple rack that could be folded. Rockets were loaded in boxes, and the boxes also had compartments. They were transported by four-wheeled carriages. When war started, one person could carry the boxes into the position, and each box had five rockets. This thing fired faster. It took less than ten seconds to click one to fill one.

The rockets, the raindrop-like rockets caused catastrophic consequences. The already reluctant formation was completely messed up. Some people were constantly nailed to the ground by rockets, and the last bit of force hugged the rocket pole and screamed. At one time, hundreds of people fell down, five consecutive rounds, for fifty seconds.

The rebel army was completely in chaos. Some people ran back and some people ran to both sides. The people behind were squeezed forward by the people behind. It was messy and there was no question of continuing to attack. The ones in front ran back and the people forward behind. People squeezed people, and the ones in the end were trampled into dogs. Those who ran to both sides were smarter.

The chaotic crowd was just three hundred meters away. At this time, Chen Xie issued an order: "Advance the drum!"

The Western drums bought in modern society are definitely Chen Xie’s personal bad taste. Unfortunately, there is no bagpipe, and it’s too nonsense to replace them with flutes. You can only create a military band, just hit the drum beats to guide them, and then the large group of people roll forward, how picturesque it feels.

In the past, this military band was not yet formed, and since he returned from the king, he gradually became more mature. Now, with Chen Xie's order, dense drum beats sounded. When the officers of each team heard the drum, they raised the knife in their hands and slanted gently: "Go forward!"

Praise! The neat footsteps sound like a huge hammer, hitting people's hearts one by one. The dark green military uniform is like the anger of Qiantang River, moving forward! Moving forward! Unstoppable, sweeping everything! (To be continued...)
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