Chapter 311: Beating the Dog

This has become the Ming Arms Expo. All kinds of fire gate guns, bird guns, three-eyed guns, small cannons, and even mines have been brought out. This thing is very inconvenient to use, it is heavy and stupid, and the cavalry will not be able to use it.

When fighting with this thing, where should such a big iron lump be placed? The armor-breaking gun can be hung on the victory hook, and the crossbow can be tied to the legs and placed in the mat. The big iron lump is really out of place.

I don’t know how other time travelers did it. The cavalry ran around with big iron lumps, which would not affect the battle. Ma Cheng asked himself that he could never do it. The cavalry that was rushing forward was carrying such a thing, which was not funny.

So, when the cavalry hedges, they still have the energy to keep this thing out. They are all weightlifters. If this thing is bigger, the cavalry cannot carry it. If it is smaller, it is better to be a firecracker. It is really useless.

Thinking of the time travel novels I have read, I find it ridiculous, and there are still tens of thousands of enemies. Before the enemy cavalry was blown up, they first crippled their war horses. However, against the enemy cavalry who were surrounded and lost their power, the power of this thing is terrifying.

Moreover, this thing was not used to rely on manpower, but was thrown out with a small trench machine, which opened Macheng's eyes again. The equipment of the Datong Army was really accumulated over the past two hundred years of the founding of the Ming Dynasty. It was a hodgepodge.

It also indirectly illustrates the chaos of the Ming army.

Two small trench machines are designed very exquisitely. Ma Cheng knew at a glance that this thing was not popular. The wooden thing was too easy to break. It was also a large number of flashy equipment from the Ming army. This small trench

The aircraft is more common in pirate ships, and it is also a copycat that Ming craftsmen plagiarized from pirates. Copying is also a major feature of the Ming Dynasty.

After a rush, two large landmines were loaded onto a small catapult. Ming Jun, holding a torch, lit the medicine twist. As the medicine twist burned, the large group of soldiers hiding behind the shield car were frightened and screamed.

, but there was nowhere to escape. The Ming soldiers finally turned the switch. With a huh, the catapult projected a large mine weighing 20 or 30 kilograms as a throwing weapon, and passed a crooked slant in the air.

Later, he actually crossed the shield and fell into the terrified group of soldiers.

Ma Cheng opened his eyes a lot. It turned out that this is the legendary enemy of ten thousand people. The correct use of a large landmine is to use a small trench machine, which is equivalent to a large slingshot shot. It is very inconvenient to use, so it is used to defend the city.

The sharp weapon rumbled, and a violent explosion rose up with thick black smoke. After the black gunpowder weighing dozens of kilograms exploded, the iron ball made of pig iron of the same weight was instantly blown into dozens of instantly.

The shrapnel of different sizes turned into deadly things in an instant. The shrapnel shot exceeded the speed of the sound and spread to the surroundings, blowing up a large area of ​​the fierce and invincible Eight Banners vest soldiers.

Rumble, one after another, one after another, explosions kept ringing among the group of enemy soldiers. When the blue smoke slowly dissipated, what was presented to everyone was an extremely miserable scene. There were no more enemy soldiers who could stand on the side, and they were bombed.

The shard cart, the bloody corpses and broken limbs everywhere, all tell people what a cruel massacre I experienced just now.

"hiss!'

Seeing this scene, Ming Jun was stunned. A group of gunners whose faces were blackened by fireworks looked at the shield and chariot array that had just been filled with the enemy but now became empty, and they unconsciously emitted it from their mouths.

Amazement. Even the Ming army who had personally committed the massacre was stunned. As the party who suffered heavy losses, the feeling was naturally deeper. When a leader behind saw more than 100 subordinates, he did nothing.

When the explosion was blown away, he sat heavily on the ground. He bit his lower lip tightly, and drops of blood dripped from his lips, but the Zuoleng didn't realize it at this moment

He only felt that his heart was lit by someone, which made his chest hurt like a heart-wrenching pain.

"The lowly Ming Dog, kill Ming Dog!"

The enemy soldiers who were miserably bombed had already lost their minds and came out from behind the shield chariots, lifted up all kinds of weapons and rushed towards the Ming army.

"Kill the Ming Dog!"

The hoarse and deformed voice echoed in the air, and the desperate enemy soldiers were red in their eyes. A strong zodiac suddenly stood out from behind the shield car, patted his body with iron armor and led the team to launch the final charge. It was like a stir-fry.

The crisp and dense gunshots of beans sounded, accompanied by fire and white smoke, dozens of elite vests running forward were immediately shot and fell to the ground.

Zuoleng, Zhang Jing and the white-armored soldiers around him were the targets of the Ming army's focus. In the fire and smoke, I don't know how many muskets were aimed at them. The blood of the fierce white-armored soldiers splattered on their bodies.

At a distance of fifty steps, even the bird gun, which had a serious lack of armor-breaking ability, easily broke through his armor and made one or several huge blood holes on them. The enemy soldiers had already shot all the arrows they carried with them.

Many enemy soldiers even carried big bows and launched desperate charges, which was very miserable, and the Ming army became more and more excited as they fought.

A soldier screamed in despair and his calves were smashed into two pieces by lead bullets. As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart, but isn't it the same with both legs. He lay on one with his broken legs.

He was still standing beside the corpse, and the sound was extremely shrill. The heavy axe that was originally held in his hand was still beside him. Another string of gunshots like a burst of beans sounded not far away.

The soldiers became bolder and even closer. The two soldiers who wanted to save people suddenly had several huge blood holes on their vests, and the heavy armor they were wearing was also broken. They fell to the ground.

He vomited black blood clots in his mouth, widened his eyes and quickly died of breath.

"Ming Dog, kill Ming Dog!"

The last white-armored soldier who launched a counterattack was shot to death. The battlefield was completely quiet, and only some terrified soldiers were left huddled behind several intact shield cars and shivered. Ma Cheng ordered the capture of the dead without expression on his face.

It is very important to capture prisoners. The more successful the prisoners have, the more important the military achievements they have. According to the unspoken rules of the Ming army, a thousand prisoners can be beheaded 10,000, and a few thousand prisoners would be remarkable.

After the order was sent, Datong soldiers were still fighting for the heads, and they even waved their swords to slash their own people. Ma Cheng was furious and could not support the walls. The soldiers on both sides rushed over, and the two were for a head.

Da Tong soldiers who slashed each other with swords were so scared that they rolled and crawled away, and they didn't even dare to take the first-level military achievements. In the chaos, Yuan Chonghuan came out of nowhere and even organized his subordinates to form a military law team.

After the random guns, a group of soldiers fighting for the head fell down one after another, and the battlefield became quiet, and no one dared to fight for military achievements again.

Ma Cheng looked at Yuan Bingbei with a respectful attitude and praised in his heart that those who can be famous throughout the ages are not simple people. Naturally, Yuan Chonghuan is the same. After all, he is a civil servant of the Bingbei Dao who was born in the Jinshi, and he is not as good as these muds.

The Datong generals on the wall are much stronger. They handed over the important task of cleaning up the battlefield to Yuan, and repeatedly told him to keep more living and to treat the injured and undead enemy soldiers. Yuan Bingbei nodded in a hurry, with a very respectful attitude. Look
Chapter completed!