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Shaobing Song Chapter 17 Cleaning (Part 2)

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    Chapter 17 Cleaning (Part 2) "Stop, don't run away. Where can you run away? The Huai thieves are coming, and no one will be safe." Yan Jiqian, a soldier from ten thousand households, was in a hurry and waved  Knife, he chopped down two soldiers who turned around and fled one after another, and then raised the bloody blade to threaten.  "Fuck you, I didn't kill the Song Dynasty people back then." A blue-eyed Dashi volunteer shouted loudly, protected his head with a shield, and rushed past him, refusing to stop at all.  "I haven't killed you either." "I'm just a tenant." "My original surname was Li, and I changed my surname to Yan when I became your servant." "If you want to do it yourself, I don't do it anymore, I don't do it anymore."  There were people shouting and fleeing all around. The Huai'an army was protecting the King of Song. After the King of Song captured Quanzhou, he would retaliate and no one would be harmed. This was the Pu family and its surrounding vassal families, which they used to threaten.  The usual excuses to boost morale. Those villagers and young men who didn't know the truth listened to these excuses more and more, and gradually formed a common hatred with the family head. However, in the face of the grenades that kept exploding, these excuses suddenly  It became extremely pale and ridiculous. Zhuang Ding and the young men soon discovered that their relationship with the Pu family, Yan family, and Tian family was just the landlord and tenant, the shopkeeper and the clerk, and the hatred and karma caused by their ancestors  , it is none of his business, (Note 1) "Stop, stand up, anyone who dares to run will be killed without mercy." Yan Jiqian was speechless, so he had to lead his cronies and continue to kill.  While maintaining the military formation, a banker who ran past him couldn't dodge and was cut into two pieces by him with a knife. Another Daoshi warrior hired with money tried his best to resist, but was killed by two dead soldiers of the Yan family.  Attacked from both sides, they quickly felled to the ground. Before they could stop the third deserter, the surrounding area was instantly empty. All the escapees decisively took a detour, leaving Yan Jiqian and his more than twenty confidants dead.  On the battlefield.  "Stop, you can run away, but the monk can't run away from the temple. Wait until I get back." Yan Jiqian was furious and jumped to threaten him. The fleeing soldiers looked at him like a dead man, with their eyes full of pity.  "My lord, hide now." A close confidant suddenly rushed over from behind, hugging him and rolling in a pool of blood. Before the two of them could get away, "Boom." "Boom." "Boom." came one after another.  Three violent explosions were heard, and Yan Jiqian and his close confidant were blown to pieces by three pairs of grenades one after another. Their flesh and blood were bloody, and they were already dead.  "Boom." "Boom." "Boom." More grenades were thrown into the car formation, and the few groups of those who refused to retreat were knocked to the ground one after another, forming a defensive array composed of carriages and spears.  , quickly fell apart, and the terrified soldiers dropped their weapons and shields and fled for their lives.  "Stop, don't run, get on top, get on top, whoever dares to run away again will kill his whole family." Third Elder Tian Dingke's eyes were red with anxiety, and he was waving a machete and slashing around in the crowd.  We must hold on, even if we exhaust all the Yan and Tian clan troops, we still have to fight for one or two more rounds. Otherwise, if we lose the support of the cyclone cannon, then Wuna will finally gain the upper hand.  Chen Youding will use all his strength to pull it back. What awaits Pu Jiajun next is the end of the entire army being annihilated.  He was so anxious that he was breathing smoke and fire, but Zhuang Ding and the warriors hired to feast did not understand the overall situation. They tried their best to avoid him and his close friends, and fled around the road. The battle consisted of carriages and spears.  The array could not stop the indiscriminate bombardment of grenades, and the bows and arrows did not pose much threat to the galloping horses. If everyone did not evacuate quickly, they would be reduced to pieces of meat now, and there was no need to wait until the entire army was annihilated.  "Don't run, two legs can't run as well as four legs. Only withstand this round can we all have a chance to survive." The great elder Pu Shiren, whose mind was much smarter than Tian Dingke, realized that just by killing, he could no longer survive.  Unable to stabilize the position, he immediately adapted his strategy.  "Don't run away, everyone can withstand this round and only the last round. We, we have cyclone cannons." Fifth Elder Pu Shijie also knew that the situation was not good, so he turned most of the cyclone cannons towards the front of his position.  Smash.  "Boom." "Boom." "Boom." Balls of orange fire rose from the ground, burning into lakes of fire more than twenty-one steps directly in front of the position.  This was indeed an excellent countermeasure, taking full advantage of animals' fear of fire. The next wave of Huai'an Army cavalry that rushed over were forced back by the heat wave before they could get close to Pu's army's position, and had to turn their horses' heads to avoid the flames.  The grenade that had already lit the fuse could only be thrown out across the lake of fire, leaving in vain one ugly mud pit after another between the lake of fire and the carriage abandoned by the Pu family's defeated troops.  "Shoot again, shoot again, seal the left wing with fire." The fifth elder Pu Shijie succeeded, and the panic in his heart immediately turned into frenzy.??, waving his arms, calling on the cyclone gunners to keep up their efforts.  More Greek fire bombs were thrown by the cyclone cannon on the left wing of his own military formation, quickly connecting the lake of fire in front of their own military formation into a scorching wall of fire. Fu Youde's attack was once again blocked, and he had to redirect the cavalry.  They opened up, adjusted their formations, and looked for opportunities. The great elder Pu Shiren took advantage of this short opportunity to lead a few lecturers and a large group of true god's fanatical believers to block the deserters in his own team and massacre them.  "Don't run, two legs can't run as well as four legs. Only withstand this round can we all have a chance to survive." "Those who run away will be severely punished by the true God, and their whole family will be thrown into hell.  "The true God is watching you in the sky, and your actions will verify your loyalty." "Death, deserter, die." "Under the dual threat of bloody massacre and hell, no one can escape."  Not slowing down for the moment, but before Pu Shiren had time to be happy, his confidant, Semu Qianhu Tomsi Ding, who had taken the lead in plundering the Lin family village, pulled him suddenly, his face as white as death, "Sir  "My lord, over there, the Huai'an Army, the infantry of the Huai'an Army are coming." "Ah." The great elder Pu Shiren turned his head in panic, and his face turned pale for a moment. Tom Siding observed carefully as they scrambled to fight.  While the Huai'an Army's cavalry was advancing, more than 5,000 Huai'an Army infantry on the right side of the official road had slowly advanced a large distance, bringing the distance between the two sides to 200 steps, and it was still continuing.  Push forward slowly, like a moving wall of steel.  Directly in front of the high wall, there are more than thirty four-pound cannons. Each cannon is mounted on an all-iron artillery cart and is pushed forward by four strong men. Following on both sides of the artillery cart are  It was a gunner, two school gunners, two loaders and a shooter. While advancing, they kept using their eyes to judge the distance between the two sides.  "Whirlwind, whirlwind, quickly adjust the whirlwind guns. Their team's wife was too close, bombarded, and bombarded them." The three elder Tian Dingke's face was pale, and the idea of ??shouting was stuttered.  "Shoot arrows, shoot arrows to stop them and intercept them." The great elder Pu Shiren also lost his due calmness and shouted loudly after Tian Dingke.  Two hundred steps is twice as long as the effective range of feather arrows, but it should definitely be within the range of the cyclone cannon. The Greek cupping cans can definitely deal a fatal blow to the Huai'an army arranged in three horizontal lines, but all of this  The premise is that the tornado cannon has been prepared in advance. Previously, the Pu family's tornado cannon was either unleashing its power on the Chen family's army, or it was diverted to set fire to its own left wing. Now it is too late to make adjustments.  I saw the steel city wall that was slowly moving forward. It suddenly stopped one hundred and fifty steps away from Pu Shiren's elder flag. Then, a long horn sounded from behind the steel wall, like a child.  The first cry of Longteng Yuan.  "Woo, woo woo, woo woo," the trumpet sound was about to end. Thirty steel-framed and steel-wheeled artillery carts had all stopped moving. Four strong men responsible for pushing the artillery carts rushed to the carts.  In the second half, they pushed down the breech of the gun with all their strength and smashed the anchor at the rear and lower part of the gun truck into the mud. The two school gunners squatted and stood up, quickly shaking the hand wheel under the gun barrel, holding a red gun on their heads.  The gunner in the helmet squinted one eye, with his right arm stretched straight in front of his right eye, his thumb raised, and at the same time he announced a series of strange numbers, "Two hundred and four ahead, three and a half squares up."  , Five and a half squares from the right, the No. 1 gun will be calibrated immediately, report to me when it is in place. " "Two hundred and four in the front, three and a half squares up, the No. 2 gun will be calibrated immediately, and report to me when it is in place." "  Fifteen "three squares and three quarters from the right, five squares and a quarter from the right" "Front" The monotonous and clear voice was repeated in front of each artillery. All gunners who had been specially trained by the Jiangwu Hall followed the artillery drill of the Huai'an Army.  Report the firing parameters of the artillery under their respective names. After more than two years of rest, the Huai'an Army has improved not only its muskets, battleships and artillery, but also the quality of the grassroots generals and officers, especially the two armed forces.  The Guards Brigade and the Independent Artillery Brigade, which have the most students in the hall, are completely different from the past. In Zhu Chongjiu's private evaluation, they are the army he wants. They not only have weapons from different eras, but also have weapons from different eras.  There are armies with people from different eras, muscles, bones and souls from different eras. Although their first dragon roar today still seems extremely immature, the first cry of the young dragon does not seem much in the noisy battlefield.  Loud and clear, but the methodical actions of the teenagers made several elders and lecturers of the Pu family shudder. This was not the appearance of their expected opponents. Their expectations had already estimated that the Huai'an Army was very powerful, but  No matter how tough it isThe performance of soldiers and horses should not fall behind everyone's expectations. It is nothing more than scrambling when charging and orderly when retreating.  But today, what they saw was a completely different style. Not only could they not find any reference in their past memories, they could not even imagine it. Those Huai'an teenagers were all surprisingly calm.  , and were surprisingly attentive. They didn't seem to see the Pu family army a hundred and fifty years away. They didn't see the eagle feathers flying in the sky in panic. Although one hundred and fifty steps, they had already surpassed the arrows.  Effective range, but how could they guarantee that none of the arrows happened to catch up with the wind? How could they guarantee that the Pu family army would not suddenly launch a charge.  "Cyclone cannon, cyclone cannon, the youngest of the Pu family, hurry up and set fire to it." Tian Dingke, the third elder of the Pu family, had no idea what the other party was doing, but instinctively anticipated the impending disaster, squatted down, stamped his feet and cried.  "Tornado cannon, hurry up, hurry up, push, push over, wind up, wind up." Fifth Elder Pu Shijie was also nervous and his face was covered with oil and sweat, and he stammered and repeated.  "Let's push together, let's push together, don't stand, don't stand stupidly." Tian Dingke wiped the sweat and tears from his face, bent down and rushed to the nearest cannon cart, "Lecturers, believers of the true God  , it¡¯s time to test you!¡± ¡°Together, together.¡± Fifth Elder Pu Shijie repeated stiffly, and then he stuck his butt out and pushed the nearest cyclone cannon. The wooden gun mount was between him and the other two.  Pushed by the crazy believer, he turned around with difficulty, pulled back the cannon bag that had been fired, and quickly tightened the wooden wheel on the left side of the cannon body, driving the winch to slowly accumulate power. "Everyone, come together, the true God is watching us.  "The fanatics in the team gritted their teeth and suppressed the fear in their hearts, and ran to help move the cyclone cannon.  No one is sure whether they can use the cyclone cannon to counter the Huai'an Army's artillery, but at least they can create a wall of fire with the right wing of the official road<spanclass='character'style='background-image:url(/img/1445780005565/  32846786/-56616446 650e 74775755890.png)'>In that case, the gunners of the Huai'an Army may be disturbed, and they themselves can choose to move forward or backward.  "Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up." Several lecturers urged loudly from the side. At the same time, they kept standing on tiptoes to watch the movements of the Huai'an army. For the first time, everyone felt that it was usually known for its convenience.  The preparation time for the cyclone cannon is actually so long.  The Huai'an Army's four-pound cannon has already started counting quickly, "No. 1 is afraid to adjust it into position." "No. 2 gun is adjusted into position." "No. 3 gun" "No. 4" "No. 1 gun, fire." The gunner of the No. 1 gun  Huang Su waved his arms decisively and shouted orders.  He is the grandson of Huang Laowai, the director of the Huaiyang Works Bureau. He just graduated from the artillery department of the Jiangwu Hall this summer. He has always been influenced by his grandfather, and he is not interested in the fact that his father had to stay in the workshop as a foreman because he had no talent.  It was a pity, and he regarded his uncle, who had become famous because of his accurate handling of cannons, as his idol in life. Today, it was finally his turn to wash away the shame of his father. How could he be willing to give up the glory of the first cannon to others.  "Boom." In his expectant eyes, the muzzle of the No. 1 four-pound curved bore gun spewed out thick milky smoke. A blooming bullet covered with soft lead was exploded by the granular propellant.  The generated gas is pushed into the sky at high speed. The hot shell surface directly evaporates the moisture in the air, leaving an elegant white tail trail behind it. The high-speed rotating projectile catches the thick smoke from the muzzle and is blown away by the wind.  Before they dispersed, he jumped down from mid-air and smashed into the pile of Greek cupping pots beside Pu Shijie. "Boom." "Boom." A mushroom-shaped black cloud rose into the sky, and bright white flames rolled in the clouds.  Under the clouds, dozens of Greek fire pots, two Cyclone Cannon Carts, and the people within ten steps of the Cyclone Cannon Cart were all missing.
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