Chapter 19 Cleaning up "Boom", "boom" and "boom" explosions sounded one after another, sweeping away blood and flesh everywhere around the impact point of the artillery shells.
In the first round of thirty-five shells, more than 80% exploded after landing.
Although the remaining 20% of the projectiles failed due to the impact of the internal fuses, they still rotated at high speed and made seven wide and long flesh-and-blood alleys in the Pu family army, each of which looked like a devil's mouth.
"Ah", "Mother", "Ana", before the explosion of the artillery shells stopped for a moment, heart-wrenching wails quickly surged through the Pu family army.
Fanatic believers, Zhuang Ding, and Dashi mercenaries are no longer distinguishable from each other.
Alternately lying in a pool of blood, rolling and struggling.
In order to make up for the lack of fragmentation rate, the Huaiyang Industrial Bureau mixed twenty iron beads the size of cloud beans into the projectiles of each four-pound cannon.
The Pu Jiajun's mackerel leather armor was made to defend against traditional feather arrows.
In front of the hot and high-speed iron beads, the defense power of the shark skin is equivalent to nothing.
Anyone hit by an iron ball will immediately have a thumb-sized hole in their body.
Either directly enter the internal organs, or directly penetrate deep into the bone marrow.
Because the wounds were so small, most of those who were shot did not die on the spot.
However, each of them no longer had the strength to stand up, and fell to the ground rolling in a pool of blood, wailing, and in great pain.
"The artillery elevation remains unchanged, and the right side is adjusted to the right for a moment.
The shells are fired.
Report after preparations are completed."
"The artillery elevation remains unchanged, and the right side is adjusted to the right.
The shells are fired.
Report after preparation is completed."
"The artillery elevation remains unchanged, and the left and right angles remain unchanged.
The shells are fired and will be reported after preparations are completed."
"The artillery elevation angle is reduced by half a block, and the right side is adjusted half a block to the left.
The shells are fired.
Report after preparations are completed."
"Artillery Elevation Angle" The gunners of the Huai'an Army had no time to watch the results of their first round of shelling.
Or they already know it.
Soon, they began to issue new orders one after another, instructing their brothers to adjust the cannon bodies, change targets, load gunpowder and projectiles, and prepare to launch a new round of strikes against the enemy.
Seeing the skilled movements of the young men, even the most devout holy warriors in the Pu family army shuddered.
The other villagers, generals, and hired food soldiers were even more at war with each other.
One by one, you pushed me and you instinctively wanted to run away in the direction from where you came from.
"Kill us, there are many of us, and the true God is watching us in the sky."
At this point, the great elder Pu Shiren simply changed his mind, brandished his machete, and took the lead to attack the Huai'an army artillery.
Don't expect the cyclone cannon to fire against the Huai'an army's four-pound cannon.
In the round of shelling just now, most of the explosive shells fell near the cyclone cannon.
The scattered shrapnel and iron beads not only caused great damage to the cyclone cannon, but also killed a full quarter of the Pu family gunners who were operating the cyclone cannon.
The remaining three-quarters were lucky enough to survive, but they were so frightened that their hands and feet were weak.
By the time they put the new tornado cannons in place, the Pu family's army who stayed behind would have been slaughtered by the opponent's artillery.
"Kill it, kill it, and witness the glory of the true God."
"Kill over, kill one and it's enough.
Anyway, two legs can't run as fast as four legs."
"Kill them, and whoever dares to escape will be sent to hell with his whole family."
The lecturers, fanatical believers, and dead men from the Pu, Tian, and Yan families who had been placed in the team all drew their swords and shouted in peace.
Use death and faith to coerce all the soldiers to turn around and launch a desperate counterattack against the Huai'an army on the right side of the official road.
Under their threats and guidance, these Pu family soldiers staggered and turned around.
Each one of them let out a desperate cry and rushed fiercely towards the Huai'an Army artillery truck which was undergoing final calibration.
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Hearing the howls of ghosts and wolves coming from a hundred and fifty miles away, Xu Hongsan, the Guards Brigade Commander of the Huai'an Army and Mingwei General, shrugged disdainfully, "Send the order to the artillery battalion, ignore the enemy's movements, and fight according to your previous ideas."
Relying on fanatical belief in gods to boost morale was a bad trick left over from the Red Scarf Army many years ago.
But now, even Peng Ying Yubu Hongjin, who is the weakest, has long disdained it.
Fanatic faith will never last for a quarter of an hour in the face of bloody death.
When it was discovered that the legendary gods didn't bother to take another look at the human world, the more devout the believers were, the more determined they were to betray them.
"Woooooooooooo" Another high-pitched dragon roar sounded from the brigade commander's flag.
Immediately afterwards, the gunners standing in front of the team waved their arms decisively, "Fire", "Fire", "Fire", "Fire" "Boom", "boom", "boom" and "boom", the explosion of artillery shells has once again become the main theme on the battlefield.
Huge mushroom clouds and orange flames, mixed with iron pieces and steel balls, swept back and forth on the Pu Jiajun's original position.
Those guys who were originally huddled at the end of the team, preparing to wait and see the situation, were knocked down in large areas.
The fanatic believers and lecturers who were already on the charge were making increasingly crazy noises.
"In the name of the God who controls my life, I need to die for the true God; then I will be resurrected and die again for the true God."
"No one who has gone to heaven is willing to return to this world, even if everything is given to him, except those martyrs.
They are willing to return to this world and die ten times for the supreme glory given to them."
“The Prophet said: The smallest reward for a brave man in Paradise is a residence for 80,000 slaves and 72 wives, with a dome inlaid with pearls, jaspers and rubies.
Its span is as long as from the suburbs of Damascus to Yemen. distance.”
"In addition to his wife on earth, each chosen warrior will marry seventy beauties in heaven" Note 1 Listening to the sound of chanting coming from all around, the imminent death suddenly became not as scary as before for many low-level soldiers of the Pu family army.
Anyway, everyone has not enjoyed much happiness in life, and death is like death.
Maybe we can really rely on the heaven in the scriptures.
It can really change the fate of a bachelor's life and enjoy seventy-two women.
"Archers, archers, go to the front."
The great elder Pu Shiren knew that success or failure depended on this, and he couldn't wait to take action and put all his bets on it.
"Shoot, diffuse.
Interfering with their loading of artillery shells to create a good opportunity for the holy warriors to charge."
The Pu family are maritime merchants and pirates.
Having been at sea all year round, the core disciples under his command have all developed good archery skills.
Not only can it shoot far, but it can also draw the bow while running, and use long arrows tied with kerosene balls in a hurry to cover the area of the opponent's ships.
"Archers, archers, go to the front of the team.
Get ready," Tian Dingke, the third elder, repeated hoarsely with a head full of human blood.
"Archers, archers and all those with bows and arrows, come to the front.
Listen to the order of the great elder, obey the order of the great elder" "Archer, Archer" The lecturers in the team also tried their best to spread the command to the ears of all their own people.
Under their joint supervision, more than a thousand archers, generals carrying bows and arrows, and food mercenaries crowded to the front of the team, drew their bent bows, and charged at the Huai'an Army artillery and the people standing in the first row.
A wave of arrows rained down from the top of the infantry's head.
Most of the feather arrows fell off midway because their strength was unsustainable.
But there were still more than a hundred flying above the predetermined position and falling with a scream.
"Swish swish swish" "Dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang-dang."
The artillerymen and infantrymen of the Huai'an Army just lowered their helmets with wide rims slightly, causing nearly half of the arrows that flew in the air to lose their effect.
More than half of the remaining forty or so branches fell into the empty space, splashing up balls of wet mud in vain.
There were only a dozen sharp arrows, which luckily hit the torso of the Huai'an soldiers.
But after flying a hundred steps, these feather arrows were basically at the end of their strength.
Even if they could barely penetrate the steel wire soft armor, they would be caught by the silk lining behind the soft armor, and they would no longer be able to penetrate any further.
"Command to the artillery battalion, all soldiers squat behind the artillery carts and each regiment, and the command authority is delegated to the regiment commanders."
Before the arrows in the sky fell, General Mingwei Xu Hongsan's face showed a smile of victory.
If Pu Jiajun is not in a hurry to shoot arrows, he may be more cautious.
However, since his opponent had already raised his butt and kicked him, he didn't mind showing his teeth and biting his throat.
"Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo”.”
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Immediately, the busy gunners squatted down and quickly hid behind the baffles erected on the gun carriage.
And in the ranks of the soldiers, a long copper whistle sounded, "Zhi Zhi Zhi Zhi" The Huai'an army moved, and the Huai'an army, which had been waiting in full formation before, moved.
In the rain of arrows coming towards them, they slowly divided into three parts: left, middle and right.
Push the sides slightly forward and level the center steadily.
Immediately, each part was slowly divided into three thin layers.
"Fire the arrow, keep firing, don't stop, fire the arrow."
The great elder Pu Shiren couldn't understand what his opponent was doing, but he instinctively sensed that a disaster was coming.
Wielding a blood-stained scimitar, he roared and slowed down.
"Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow.
Shoot the arrow closer.
The closer the arrow is, the more accurate the shot will be."
Third Elder Tian Dingke stopped decisively, turned around, and greeted loudly.
The chaotic arrows rose into the sky again, passing a distance of eighty steps, and fell into the ranks of the Huai'an Army's Independent Brigade.
This round, compared to the previous round, has achieved some results.
About a dozen Huai'an soldiers were unfortunately injured on the face, or were hit by arrows in their calves that were not covered by armor, and fell down.
Among the soldiers in the second row, the same number of brothers immediately rushed to fill their positions.
At the same time, several brothers with red silk scarves on their arms ran forward and dragged the injured to the end of their team.
All actions were completed quickly under the command of the two levels of officers, the gang leader and the captain, and the movements were as skillful as flowing water.
The slightly higher-level officers were not disturbed at all, and the morale blow caused by the casualties was therefore controlled locally and could not spread anywhere.
"Set arrows, shoot arrows.
Shoot, keep shooting, shoot them to death, shoot these unbelievers to death."
Tian Dingke's voice had completely changed its tone, revealing the panic in his heart.
The opponent actually didn't dodge the arrows.
The opponent actually ignored the casualties around him.
Are they really a group of people?
Or did Zhu Tutu cast some magic to turn them all into puppets?
"Believers of the true God, rush, rush over and chop them down.
Seventy-two virgins are waiting for you in heaven."
At this moment, Pu Shiren was even more desperate than Tian Dingke.
He turned around and gave his final encouragement to all the fanatic believers.
"Rush for the true God"
"Rush, for the kingdom of heaven on earth" The preachers stopped one after another, waving their arms, calling for the fanatics and others to charge.
There are only seventy steps left, and the bow and arrow can only shoot one last round.
After the last round of bows and arrows, regardless of the effect, both sides must meet face to face.
"Come on, God bless you."
Under the leadership of the fanatical believers in the team, the other soldiers mustered up their last remaining courage and moved desperately.
There are many people on our side, and we are blessed by gods.
In the past, our side has fought all over the world without encountering an opponent.
Therefore, my own Listing as many advantages as possible on their side, they seemed to see victory right in front of them.
The Huai'an Army's reaction was strange, as if they didn't know how to use running to accumulate strength.
There were only sixty steps left, and they didn't take the initiative to initiate a hedging move.
They, their array only has three thin layers, which can be penetrated with almost one charge.
They, the first row among them, even squatted down and just put an iron pipe on their shoulders, pointing it straight ahead.
"Swish, swish, swish, swish" Another round of feather arrows fell at a very close distance, injuring more than a hundred Huai'an soldiers.
"Zhi" Huai'an's army responded with a shrill copper whistle.
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Immediately, the soldiers squatting in the first row steadily pulled the trigger, "Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom" Like a strong wind sweeping through the wheat fields The soldiers of the Pu family who rushed the fastest fell on their backs.
The sound of "True" chanting was stuck in his throat, and the battlefield fell silent for an instant.
Almost all the Pu family soldiers who were still alive instinctively stopped and stared at the bullet-riddled corpses at their feet with disbelief on their faces.
"Zhi" Before they could figure out what happened, another shrill copper whistle sounded from the other side.
No, there are three sounds, one for the left, middle and one for the right.
Because there is not much difference between them, they are confused together.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom" The Huai'an army standing in the second row of each regiment aimed at the enemy who was in a daze forty steps away and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The strong wind swept through the wheat fields again.
In the wheat field, more than half of the "wheat straw" that luckily escaped the slaughter of the First Army was broken.
Red plasma splashed in all directions, and the red mist was swept up by the wind, dyeing the sunlight above the head red and dyeing the clouds bright red.
"Zhi" The third sound of the copper flute sounded, just like King Yama in hell playing the soul-calling song.
"Bah bah bah bah bah bah" In the wilderness, a red storm rolled up.
Instantly cleanse all vileness and savagery "It is possible to take revenge for the ninth generation.
Even if it is a hatred of the country, it can be done for a hundred lifetimes."
In the pink clouds, there was a vaguely educated scholar named E Guan, raising his head proudly and reciting loudly.
Note 1: The original text of a commentary on a certain scripture published publicly by its scholars in the fifteenth century.
Not fabricated.
Note 2: Out of Spring and Autumn Period
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