Bah!

In the billowing smoke, the sound of whips like gunshots was still extremely harsh. Song Guofu, who had surrendered to the Qing Dynasty with Geng Zhongming after the Wuqiao mutiny, shouted loudly.

"If you want to survive, push the cannon up the river embankment!"

After that, he even ran to the Hongyi cannon himself, pushed the cannon cart, and shouted.

"Walk……"

As everyone roared, the Hongyi cannon, which weighed more than two thousand kilograms, moved!

Under the desperate push of dozens of Qing artillerymen, the heavy four-wheeled artillery cart started moving and pushed towards the river embankment.

Neither the Ming army nor the Qing army developed field artillery vehicles.

This may be because the first large-scale import of Hongyi cannons was salvaged from European warships sunk offshore. Those naval guns became the prototypes of Hongyi cannons cast by the Ming Dynasty. Of course, the four-wheeled naval gun carriages on the ship also

It became the prototype of the gun carriage.

Because of the heavy weight of naval guns, most of the Ming army used them to defend the city. The four-wheeled artillery carts used by ships were also suitable. However, the Qing army used them for siege. Although the four-wheeled artillery carts were inconvenient, they were usually used for transfer.

They are all mounted on horse-drawn carts, so they are useful.

However, this clumsy small-wheeled artillery cart has become a fatal weakness. Although everyone pushed the artillery cart desperately, the small wheels that sometimes got stuck in the mud hindered the movement of the artillery cart. Even a fist-sized one

A small pit can even sink a half-foot-tall small wheel for a while.

When Song Guofu led the Qing artillerymen to push the artillery onto the river bank with all their strength, the artillery shells fired from the river became more intensive.

Because the Ming army's gunboats were on the Yellow River, the Qing army on the river embankment could only watch them slinging artillery shells towards them. In their eyes, the scene in front of them was spectacular - accompanied by bursts of violent

With the sound of cannons, clusters of white smoke and orange fire suddenly flashed out from the fleet on the river. In an instant, they formed an airtight loud noise in the air, accompanied by cannonballs roaring across the open space.

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"Woo..."

When the dull whistling sounds merged into one, it was difficult to describe its movement. It was as if the entire sky had turned into a big drum with countless sledgehammers beating and beating on it. It only shook.

It made everyone's hearts tense.

Amidst the bursts of thunderous whistling, hundreds of white smoke traces streaked through the air - that was the smoke trace emitted when the wooden time fuse of the 24-pound cannon shell burned. Although there were also explosive shells in this era,

The fuze at this time was just a powder twister, and this wooden fuse would not be invented until a hundred years later. In fact, it was a hollow wooden tube with a column of black powder inside. When the cannon was ejected from the chamber, the gun flame would pass from the shell to the barrel.

The gap leaks to the front of the shell and ignites the fuse, and the fuse detonates the shell according to the calibrated time.

The power of wooden signal tubes, fire barrier tubes and certain nitro fertilizers is astonishing. When accurately timed artillery shells fall into the crowd and explode, the blown limbs and broken arms can even fly more than ten feet.

Far away. Compared with black powder shells that can only produce a dozen or twenty fragments, this high-explosive shell has more fragments when it explodes and is more powerful. In the dense rain of bullets, there are flying bullets everywhere on the battlefield.

Fragments, twisted fragments roared in the air and killed those who tried to block it.

The armor that once seemed solid was like a piece of paper in front of it, easily torn into pieces. People who were running away in a hurry had one leg cut off as they ran, struggling in a pool of blood. In the next moment, another leg was cut off.

A cannonball exploded into the sky and turned into a ball of minced meat, which was thrown into the air and then hit the ground hard.

In the violent explosion, Song Guofu felt that the ground beneath his feet was shaking. He opened his eyes wide in horror and stared at the battlefield behind him. What kind of battlefield was there? It was clearly a Shura field, about half a mile away from the river embankment.

It was a mess inside, with broken limbs and broken arms everywhere in the billowing smoke.

"What the hell kind of cannon is this? Why is it so powerful!"

After a lot of effort and dozens of people pushing him, the Hongyi cannon was finally pushed up the river embankment. Looking at the white smoke that kept spewing out from the river, Song Guofu seemed to be frozen by magic.

"Oh my God, there are so many gunboats!"

Although he was surprised, Song Guofu still shouted loudly.

"Quick, quick, aim at the gunboats on the river!"

Without Song Guofu's instructions, the gunners trained by Sun Yuanhua in Dengzhou immediately took action. They adjusted the gun carriages and pointed the muzzles at the Yellow River. They hoped to kill the gunboats on the river as soon as possible. After all, everyone knew that

, at such a close distance, the slower the artillery fires, the more disadvantages it will suffer.

Finally, with their efforts, the black muzzle pointed directly at the Yellow River!

But at the next moment, an embarrassing situation occurred. These gunners suddenly found that their cannons had become decorations and could not reach the Ming army's gunboats. The reason was that they...were too close.

Mortars have a fast rate of fire, but their range is very short, less than 600 meters. Therefore, if you want to attack targets on the shore, you must get as close to the river bank as possible, so the fleet almost fires close to the river bank.

But in this way, Song Guofu, who had finally transported the cannon to the river embankment, was embarrassed. He was on the Yellow River embankment several feet high. Although the muzzle of the cannon was pointed directly at the Yellow River, its angle of depression was almost... none, which was a direct shot of zero degrees.

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Naval gun carriages have never considered shooting at large depression angles, and of course there is no need for it. After all, direct fire is the main focus in naval battles.

Song Guofu and the gunners who were now sitting on the top of the river embankment could only watch helplessly as the Ming army's gunboats stopped steadily on the river bank two hundred steps away. The once-powerful Hongyi cannons had become a display. Now they could only watch helplessly.

Apart from watching the Ming army's gunboat spit, there was absolutely nothing we could do. But for spitting, this distance was a bit far!

"Master Niu Lu, we, we also have a small Folang machine! It can break..."

"Yes, yes, hurry up and get the little Folangji!"

Damn it, if he had known earlier, he would have just used the Xiao Folang machine, and there would be no need for such a tiring push of a cannon cart!

"This, this distance is just right, just right..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Guofu was shocked by the movement on the ship and turned pale. The Ming army on the ship quickly adjusted the shooting angle of the bow cannon, and then...

"Get down quickly..."

The next moment, Song Guofu saw a dozen open boats facing the river embankment suddenly spitting out a cloud of white smoke from their bows, and along with the smoke, dense black dots flew over like raindrops. The gunners who reacted in a hurry

He even stood there straight and let the bullets rain down on him.
Chapter completed!