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Chapter 398 That's it?

Now let alone the deputy governor of Jingkou was stunned, even those who had experienced the battle formation like Jiangnan Admiral Lan Yuanmei, who was behind, were dumbfounded and his mind was blank.

This scene had already shattered his previous understanding of war and firearms.

Xi Ming was of course shocked. He looked at the defeated Eight Banners Musketeers in an instant and had no hope for Lan Yuanmei.

When all the Eight Banners soldiers were defeated and fled, they suddenly woke up and shouted anxiously, "Hurry up! Send them to the other side to prepare for the army to cross the river. Then tell the navy and go forward immediately."

Tens of thousands of Green Camps and the Two Thousand Eight Banners have all been defeated, how long can the Lan Yuanmei tribe resist?

Ximing no longer dreams of defeating Chen's army in one battle, or even capturing the enemy leader Zhao Liang alive. He just wants to maintain as much military force as possible and retreat to Huai'an.

Then he defended the Yellow River and blocked the Chen army north of the Yellow River.

Retreating south along the west coast is obviously a bad idea. If the Chen army defeated Lan Yuanmei's troops again, they could attack them on both sides or even three sides.

Of course, it is best to cross the canal and reach the east bank of the river, and use the canal to resist the Zhao army.

But soon a more cruel reality called Ximing yelled, "Heaven will destroy me"!

However, the artillery team that he had high expectations gradually became useless.

The Qing army's artillery, whether it is iron or copper cannons, had air eyes in the cannon chamber, which was inevitable, and this was the inevitable result of mud-molded cannons.

Therefore, such cannons not only affect the range, but also become more heat-free and heat-resistant.

They were able to keep firing at the beginning of the artillery battle.

Even if the speed is much slower than the opponent, they can only fire one shot after they fire two guns. But with the number of guns, they can still match it, so the artillery battle between the two sides is quite exciting.

But when the time is long, it doesn't take an hour, and the war has been less than half an hour since firing the first artillery. The Qing army's artillery can no longer be withstood.

Even though their shooting speed is slow, in a sense it has left a lot of time for the cannon to dissipate heat.

But the cannon group was still gradually gone.

Before Xi Ming could say anything, Min Eyuan roared first: "Why did you slow down?!"

Then immediately ask the deputy general of the central army beside him to go to the front line to inquire, be sure to ask the artillery fire to come up again.

Hearing this order, the cannon wing chief was stunned. He said just like he didn't ask anyone to fire the cannon. The problem is that the cannons can no longer continue to fire.

Each of their cannons fired more than ten shells, and some of them fired thirteen or fourteen techniques, which is an excellent performance.

"Can't fire?"

The deputy general of the central army who came did not listen to Yichang's nagging at all. Even if Yichang was a bannerman, he was just a Han man. But behind him was not only Lord Futai, but also Lord General.

He didn't care about the reason, he just asked someone to fire.

Then the Qing army's gunners could only fire tremblingly.

With a loud bang, a cannon exploded into several pieces on the artillery position, and the fragments flew high with the human body, which scared the gunners around them to scatter.

The three cannons that were first loaded were fired, and one cannon exploded after two shells.

There is no need for the wing chief to explain everything. The deputy general of the central army now understands everything, and it is a forced one to stop the shelling.

Zhao Liang clearly felt the fact that the Qing army's firepower was weakened, "Is it useless after just such a little time?"

"Order the artillery team to move forward alternately!"

Putting down the telescope, Zhao Liang immediately ordered.

Now if you don’t take this opportunity to take advantage of it, do you have to wait until the Qing army’s artillery recovers before continuing the artillery battle?

Cheers were heard from Chen Jun’s position.

How can these soldiers not know the power of artillery and the importance of artillery?

Now the Qing army's artillery team is useless, but the cannons on their own are still ringing regularly. Now the artillery is moving forward, and no matter how you look at it, you will make a big profit.

Xi Ming jumped straight into a hurry, but he could only watch the Chen army artillery on the opposite side moving.

"Boom boom boom..."

The wooden fence was shattered, and the earth was shattered. The shells passed through the artillery team in front and fell into the Qing army. Solid bullets with huge kinetic energy dragged out red channels full of flesh and blood from the crowd. The Qing army gathered in the front, and the horses neighed and howled, and was in chaos.

They were not blind. The situation was not good at the flanking troops, and Lan Yuanmei's troops were suppressed by Chen Jun. It was not that he was still capable and had some prestige in the Qing army. He divided his troops into three parts. He only brought three or four thousand people forward, but the two parts behind were already on the way back and formed a formation first.

In this way, he was defeated step by step, but he was resisting step by step. Although it was ugly and unfavorable, he had persisted until now.

It performed much better than the more than 10,000 Qing troops who had previously defeated.

"General?"

Min Eyuan looked at Xi Ming pitifully. Until now, he could only hope that Xi Ming's ability would turn the tide.

But how can this turn the tide?

Ximing himself didn't know what to do.

"General, it's better to order the front army to attack quickly."

One person suggested to Ximing.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Qing army in front was somewhat disciplined, a little bloody and fighting spirit, rush up now, stick it up, and fight hand-to-hand combat, so that we can have a chance of winning.

Otherwise, the army will continue to be bombarded by the opposite artillery, and the morale of the army will soon be dispersed.

Looking at the Chen Jun artillery team that was still moving forward alternately in front, and then looking at the Lan Yuanmei tribe on the flank, who was completely at a disadvantage, Xi Ming gritted his teeth and could only look forward to it so much.

Such an order was twice as passed to the front army formation, and the general of Langshan Town immediately issued an order to attack.

Although I know that attacking is a death, no matter how you do it, it is better than being beaten and shot now.

But why didn’t Zhao Liang beware of this move?

While the general of Langshan Town was shouting his chaotic subordinates forward, a large number of Chen army soldiers also stepped forward.

When Zhao Liang found that the Qing army was moving, he even sent a command to the front, "Push over!"

The shells whistled past their heads, and the whistle was shaking. A large number of Chen Jun musketeers walked forward in neat steps.

The frontal battlefield is really a bit narrow, but that's enough.

On the horizontal surface of only a hundred meters at most, the Qing soldiers were full of sharp edges, and the outlines were as uneven as dog teeth. The fast ones were fast, the slowest ones, and if they ran less than one mile, they would be disconnected from each other.

At the same time, they have also become the key targets of Chen's artillery.

From time to time, shells fell into the crowd. Although the blood that had been swept would soon be submerged, the Qing army's queue was undoubtedly even more chaotic.

So when the distance between the two armies was closer to thirty steps, which was about fifty meters, the Qing army could no longer even organize the platoons, but Chen Jun quickly shot out multiple rows of volleys.

When the smoke from Chen Jun's muskets rose on the banks of the Grand Canal, the Qing army that attacked instantly collapsed. Countless people howled and fled.

"That's it?"
Chapter completed!
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