The distance between the two armies was approaching quickly. The Zheng army's snipers had already flashed out and raised their guns to point them at the gunners in the distance. They did not have to shoot all the Qing army gunners, but as long as one of them could shoot one out of ten, the rest would be terrified.

You should know that the gunmen of the Qing army were all Han people, and they were all Ming army gunmen who surrendered during the Ajignan expedition.

Their fighting spirit is just like the Han people's status in the Qing Dynasty, and the fighting spirit of these people is as strong as the fighting spirit of the Manchu and Mongolian army. It is also an undeniable fact.

When the gunners panicked, the shelling of low-quality was even worse.

Zheng Sen could not stop at the south end of the stone bridge and was beaten by cannons. He wanted the Zheng army on the north bank to have enough space to arrange the array after crossing the Baima River. He wanted the cannons crossing the river to have enough space to spread. Zheng Sen could only lead the people forward and force the Qing army to drive away. He also attracted the Tartars' firepower to himself.

But the Qing army could not sit still and watch Zheng Zhilong's army cross the river and calmly lined up the troops. It was even more impossible to watch Zheng Zhilong pull a cannon to the south bank, right? So Ajige's banner did not move at all, and it was still three miles away from the stone bridge, and the Qing army's vest soldiers did not move at all. It just gave out the space of the green flag soldiers in front.

Therefore, when Zheng Sen advanced, the distance between the two was rapidly shortened.

Ajige split two troops and scattered them to the left and right wings. This had no substantial effect. It was to shake the morale of the Zheng army. At the same time, he ordered Babutai and Babuhai to prepare for the battle.

But when the Zheng army approached, they asked the cannons that had already replaced the shotgun to fire all the fire. This would definitely damage the Zheng army's front army. At this time, the cavalry charges again, wouldn't it be able to harvest lives like cutting melons and vegetables?

If they were defeated, could the horse army continue to work hard and eat all the Zheng army that had crossed the river and was integrating the army?

Even if Zheng Jun supports this wave of damage, the ten red cannons in his hand can continue to bombard the Zheng Jun, right?

As soon as Ajige thought about this, he couldn't stop feeling proud.

Zheng Zhilong is an absolutely cunning and difficult person, but he never dreamed that he would hide some of the artillery in his hands, right?

He knew that the number of artillery in his army was difficult to hide. When the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry drank the Yangtze River, Ajige had no artillery at all. Now the artillery in the army was taken from the Ming army, and even the gunners were all surrendered Ming army gunners.

It is difficult to hide the specific number. Maybe even the specific size of the caliber has been investigated clearly by Zheng Jun.

But after the two armies confront each other, they would cheat themselves?

Use the tightly-locked wooden pipe to make a cannon, just light the powder inside, and just look at the white smoke. Who can tell the truth from a distance?

Isn’t Zheng Jun now being beaten miserably by his ambush?

The shells fell into the Zheng army's array, and each attack was a flesh-and-blood alley.

"Well, what happened? Go and I will inquire quickly." The Zheng army has not yet entered the range of shotguns, so why are there no artillery fire?

These cannons are the most proud trump card in Ajige's hand. Is the Zheng army's muskets difficult to deal with? The eight banners were brave and brave. If you want to break into the formation, you don't know how many people will die before you can move. But now one soldier and one soldier have not moved, and the Zheng army killed by artillery cannons is 200 or 200 or 300.

So, how could Azig tolerate artillery extinguishing?

At this time, on the artillery position, gunners were trembling and wishing they could stay away from the cannon in the next step.

The distance between him and Zheng's army is constantly shortening. From the earliest 300-step shooting, the snipers are only 140 or 50 steps away. Without any cover, the red fruit fruit is exposed to the sniper's sight, aren't they just living targets?

If you snipe three hundred steps away, no matter how powerful the sniper is, he cannot guarantee that he can hit the enemy with a gun. But when the distance is shortened by half, the Qing army's gunner is equivalent to inserting a sign and selling his first place in the eyes of the sniper.

"Bang!"

The crisp gunshots were completely destroyed by the sound of the battlefield, but the gunner with a gunshot was brushing the chamber fell to the sky, and the bullet passed through the skull, lifting the sky spirit cover. Blood and brain matters all over the floor.

The Qing army gunners around were shocked, and even the real Tartars behind them were also shocked. But the Zheng army was still far away from them. Looking at the Zheng army opposite, these people could also see the people who flashed out of the Zheng army's troops raising their guns to shoot at them.

The gunners of this era all want to be knowledgeable, or even knowledgeable. If they don’t know the rifled gun, they only regard the rifled gun opposite as an extra-large smoothbore gun. They know how unreliable the latter’s accurate head is. Because the cannons they are working on, the correct head is very unreliable.

One by one, they only regard their previous death as unlucky. How unlucky should it be to be killed by a gun from such a distance?

But as the second person who went to brush the chamber also died, the gunners' faces changed.

When the third example of death appeared before them, the gunners were all terrified. If there weren't Tartars behind them threatening them with bows, the gunners would have turned around and ran away.

"The prince is destined to fire immediately. Who dares to refuse? Those who dare to disobey will be killed without respect! "

The guard who was just here to check in, got furious at this time.

Looking at the gunners who were still trembling and looking at them without any response to their words, the guard roared and drove forward, pulled out his waist, and the light of the sword appeared. The head fell, and the blood dyed the white cotton armor on his body red.

Zheng Sen naturally didn't know the specific situation on the opposite side, but it was a fact that the Tartar artillery was stopped. He immediately conveyed the order and stepped forward quickly.

The passionate drum beats in the array sounded, and the entire Zheng army lineup was strode forward. Although this made the Zheng army's array scatter involuntarily, compared with artillery bombardment, this was obviously an acceptable price.

“Forward, forward!”

With the neat steps, the opponent's distance naturally became closer and closer. Armor and weapons, fluttering red tassels, and even the twisted and ferocious expressions on the faces of warriors from all sides could be seen clearly.

Until the Qing army artillery was only a hundred steps away, Zheng Sen waved his hand, and the harsh horn sounded loudly in everyone's ears.

The army quickly stood up.

This is a very interesting distance, at which the smoothbore gun is almost unthreatening, but at the same time it is also the edge of the shot range of the Red Cannon.

"Rise the gun--" Shi Lang raised his waist and roared.

"No artillery is allowed, no artillery is allowed. Put it in before firing!" At the same time, a real Tartar on the Qing army's artillery position was also yelling.

But this man is no longer the guard who drew his sword to kill someone just now. The man is too arrogant and has been taken away by a marble. Now this man is a new arrival.

It's still so far away, how can it be fired? It must be put in before firing. Even if it doesn't have thirty steps, it must be fifty steps! This will severely damage Zheng Jun.
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