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Text Chapter 186 The war in Funing

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    Ready to shoot!  "

    The width of the battlefield is not large, and artillery is used intensively.  Chang Wenguang gave an order, and more than 300 artillerymen on the top of the mountain quickly rushed into the gun emplacement.

    The surveyor in charge of the measurement began to calculate the muzzle angle, while the fireman held down the ignition port with his thumb wearing a leather glove.  The auxiliary soldier put a wet long-haired brush into the muzzle of the gun to clean the chamber.  After taking out the brush, another auxiliary quickly stuffed the propellant pack into the muzzle.  The brush was extended in again, and after pressing the powder bag against the rear of the barrel, the conical shell was put into the barrel.

    The surveyor¡¯s calculations came out. The distance was too short, and the artillery on the hill needed to fire downwards.  In order to prevent the shell from sliding down the downward muzzle, a large ball of loose objects such as rags and old paper was stuffed into the barrel to jam the shell.  The gunner turned the screw on the sports car hard and adjusted the angle.

    A long iron awl was extended from the ignition port, the medicine bag was pierced, and the matchlock fuse was loaded into the ignition port.  The fireman covered the firing port with his finger and waited for the order to fire.  It only took forty seconds for the artillery position to be ready for firing.

    "Fire"

    Sixty rifled cannons emitted blood-red flames and made a huge roar.  In the disbelieving eyes of the Tatars who defended the city, rounds of shells were thrown at the west gate of Funing County like a heavy rain in June.  The death-like group of black artillery shells came from the sky and hit the Funing County wall guarded by the Tatars in an instant.

    The rotating cone-shaped lead bullet has a copper layer on the bullet head, which has great penetrating power.  The dilapidated city gate made of thick wooden boards was like a piece of window paper in front of these cannonballs, with no defense at all.  Only a few muffled pops were heard, and five or six holes were smashed into the city gate in an instant.  The violent impact broke the wrought-iron door bolt, and there was only a squeaking sound, and the two-meter-high door panel fell backwards.

    Even the city walls made of earth were not strong enough and were pierced by these cannonballs.  During the rotation, the warhead knocked out countless hard soil fragments, causing the guards on the city wall to cower on the ground with their heads in their hands.  Seven or eight cannonballs landed directly on the crowd on the city wall, piercing through the people in front and back, and screams of agony could be heard from the bloody mess.

    But the tragedy has just begun.

    A few seconds later.  The fuse was burned to the end.  At least 60 to 70% of the shells were successfully ignited.  Although it was only grains of black powder, Shiban packed enough gunpowder into these blooming bullets.  The power of the explosion is still considerable.

    Pieces of red light exploded one after another amid the roar.  A gorgeous firework was lit on the city wall near the west gate.  Countless pieces of dirt were knocked out of the earth wall by the explosion.  Caught off guard.  The Houjin defenders were frightened by the inexplicable explosion and ran away with their heads in their hands.  The ground exploded and foam rushed towards your face.  It seemed that the Tatars beside the city gate were being buried alive.

    The bombed finer soil powder scattered in the air and formed a large smoke screen near the West Gate.  There were not many Tatar casualties on the city wall.  Only a dozen people who were directly hit by artillery shells lost their lives.  However, these bumpkins were frightened out of their wits by this kind of firearm that was beyond their time. They were all full of dirt.  Huddled behind the wall, not daring to move.

    The smoke and dust gradually dispersed in the southeast wind.  Jinniu Lu, who was in charge of the rear of the west city wall, "Beiyu" sighed a few times.  He carefully poked his head out from behind the wall.  Seeing that the Nanhai people did not launch a charge.  Beiyu breathed a sigh of relief.

    "Get up. Get up! Tiannuo, I'm big"

    But before he finished his encouragement, the second round of shelling began after the angle correction.  This time the artillery fire hit the target one after another.  They all hit the crumbling west city gate tower.  Dozens of gorgeous "local flowers" suddenly bloomed near the door amid the deafening sound of cannon fire.

    Being hit by the dense shells, either legs or hands were broken. The two dozen Tatars guarding the tower screamed and jumped down to the bottom of the tower.  But the injured hands and feet were not always so agile. Thirty or forty explosive bombs exploded on the tower, forming a huge shock wave that rushed in all directions.

    The dust kicked up by the shock wave hit every Tatar in the face, eroding their will to fight little by little.

    In just one breath, Ximen collapsed in the shock wave.  The gate tower was smashed down and turned into a heavy tomb, crushing to death dozens of Tatars who refused to rest in peace.  The west gate suddenly opened towards the Gaishui camp, and dozens of stunned Hou Jin and red armor guards appeared behind the collapsed city gate.

    Supplies are limited, Qin Mingtao is not going to waste too much time in this small county.

    "Artillery cover, musketeers fix bayonets! Charge!"

    The horns of the cows were honking, and the cry of killing rang out.  This is the most gorgeous musketeer charge.  Nearly four thousand musketeers were divided into four groups and launched a cavalry charge against the Tartars invading the Central Plains amidst the howls of the four flag generals.

    Thirty-eight hundred musketeers riding 3,800 military horses, like 3,800 high-speed armored vehicles, rushed toward the small county town at a speed of eight meters per second.They are not worthy of being our compatriots, do you understand?  "

    Qin Mingtao looked at General Qian coldly and announced loudly, "Zhang Fading violated the order before the army and reduced his status as a medium commission officer to a medium civilian household, and took the position of General Qian and demoted him to a soldier. The First Bureau of the Second Division replaced General Zhu Boen as the third  The Second Division is on behalf of Mr. Qian.¡±

    The dismissed President Qian looked at Dong Wang dumbfounded, speechless and speechless.  More than a hundred Chinese military elites lowered their heads, unable to bear to see their boss Qian suddenly dismissed from his position. The scene was a bit awkward for a while.

    "kill!!"

    The embarrassment was broken by the sudden shouts of killing that rang out from all around.  There were rapid footsteps from all directions, and a few seconds later, more than fifty Tatars who were ambushing in the yamen rushed out from the cells on the left and the squad room on the right.  Apparently prepared, the Tatars surrounded them with iron pots and wooden boards as shields in one hand and swords and spears in the other.

    On both sides of the corridor of the Yamen, the sound of killing suddenly shook the sky.

    Not only were the people ambushed on both sides, but six or seven of the more than thirty Han people kneeling in the lobby stopped crying, suddenly pulled out their swords from under their feet and rushed forward.  There were also Tatars ambushing behind the lobby door. Seeing that their plan failed, they also rushed forward with swords in hand.

    Qin Mingtao's eyes widened with anger, he suddenly pulled out his saber and shouted loudly, "Left side in the first round, right side in the second round, fire!"

    The soldiers of the Gaishui camp had been trained for a long time, but they did not lose their tactics in the rush. In the chaos, all the muskets were fired.

    But with the obstruction of iron pots and wooden boards, the penetration power of oval bullets into the Tatar armor is greatly reduced.  A scattered attack only killed more than a dozen people.  The cavalry couldn't run in the small courtyard, and in a blink of an eye the Tatars were close to them.  The Tatars relied on the fighting skills they had learned from fishing and hunting outside the customs, and fought with the musketeers who drew their sabers.

    Qin Mingtao cursed his mother, jumped off his horse and was about to join the battle group, when he heard an angry shout from Xinke Qianzong Zhu Berne.

    "Where to escape!"

    Everyone dismounted, except for the tall and powerful Zhu Bern, who was still on his horse, riding through the gaps in the crowd.  The narrow environment did not seem to limit his equestrian skills. He held a family sword in his hand, and with one swing of the sword, he chopped off a Tatar in the way.  He roared angrily and killed a Tatar who looked like a leader.

    The Tatar leader parried a few swords and rolled to the side. He did not dare to fight anymore and fled behind the Yamen.  Zhu Boer refused to give up, so he chased after him.

    As soon as the leader fled, the Tatars here lost their morale and ran away after a few resistances.  Other Chinese troops who were on guard outside the door also rushed in and quickly eliminated these idiots who were stubbornly resisting.  Qin Mingtao breathed a sigh of relief, but saw that Zhu Boerne had already ridden back from the front, and hanging on the broadsword was the head of the Tatar leader.

    Qin Mingtao blinked, somewhat admiring his temporary appointment.  Turning around, he saw Zhao De, covered in blood, squeezing in from the yamen door and said loudly,

    "Father! The scouts reported that a few groups of Tatars have gathered here. Whether we are going to defend or attack, please let my father decide."

    Qin Mingtao looked angrily at the group of shaved Han men who were pinned to the ground, and shouted,

    "It doesn't matter which way they come, I'll just go all the way and kill them out! Drive them back to Shenyang!"
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