Following an order, the thieves pushed nearly a thousand large and small vehicles with door panels nailed on, and launched an attack under the cover of the car wall. More than 10,000 thieves attacked like this, although most of them were ants. Yes, they are cannon fodder, but with so many people and cars crowded together, the noise is loud enough to make anyone’s heart tremble.

This was especially true for the Ming army in the trenches. At least for a moment, Sun Ermao

I just felt that my legs were weak and my crotch was cold. If it wasn't for the sake of saving face, my crotch would have been loose and I would have peed my pants.

In this way, the cannon fodder pushed the cart slowly forward, and the people behind were ready to cut down the deer villages composed of large and small tree crowns.

"Hold on, you can't fire without orders!"

Li He, holding the command knife in his hand, shouted loudly to the left and right. The soldiers in the trench were extremely nervous. Except for a few officers and veterans, they were also bandits and had experienced such battles, but at that time They are ant-possessed to death, but if there are too many ants, they can indeed kill a giant elephant!

However, despite being nervous, they have adapted to the strict military laws of the army. They will never dare to move without orders from their superiors, even if they are so scared that they pee their pants. But at this time, no one will laugh at these people. After all, no one has the intention to stare. Holding other people's pants, they pretended they didn't know if they could stop the thieves, and just watched quietly as thousands of thieves rushed up.

"Master Mei, don't the army have cannons? Why haven't they fired?"

The confidant next to Yi Yi Mei said doubtfully.

Yi Mei, who was following the cart, raised his long eyebrows:

"It's better if you don't fire cannons. Even if you fire cannons, you won't be afraid. We have so many vehicles, how many can we penetrate?..."

After that, he raised the knife in his hand and shouted:

"Go down with the order and move quickly when you open the Luzhai. Don't waste time. Break the outer city. Everyone will be rewarded with a white-faced steamed bun!"

While an eyebrow was shouting here, the jailer on the other side was already whispering.

"Hu Zi, lead the people forward to supervise the battle. Those who retreat will be killed!"

Why do the ants "move forward bravely"? Because retreating will definitely lead to death! The veterans who supervise the battle are more ruthless than the officers and soldiers. If you rush forward, you may still have a way to survive.

Li He in the trench stared closely at the bandits. Through the gaps between the deer villages, he could clearly see the bandits' cart.

The Liao 13-type rifled rifle can penetrate a two-inch thick wooden board from 100 meters.

This is what I read in a book when I was studying at the School for the Survivors in Jinan. The School for the Survivors was the former orphanage. There were not only orphans who lost their relatives in the invasion of the Eastern Han Dynasties, but also many loyal survivors. Li He's father Although he was a civilian, he died while defending the city in Jinan, so he was enshrined in the Martyrs' Shrine. Therefore, he entered the school for bereaved families to receive education. Although he was already very old when he entered the school, he could receive two educations in the school. After years of military education, he still became a junior officer in the Pinglu Army.

This was Li He's first battle. Although he was nervous, he remained calm on the surface. He would occasionally look back and see the command flag hanging high on the city wall. Without the order on the city wall, he could not fire.

Li He, who was only twenty years old, had not experienced many battles, but he only had one thought in his mind: life or death!

This is to repay the supervisor!

After his father died, it was the crown prince and his concubine who raised him.

Muttering silently in his heart, Li He slowly became less nervous. Staring at the stray thief who was getting closer and closer, he shouted loudly.

"Everyone take a few bullets and put them in front of you."

Listening to the officer's order, Sun Ermao quickly took out a few paper-cased bullets from the magazine on his waist and placed them on the tiles in front of him. The tiles were used to prevent the bullets from getting wet.

At the same time, the bandits were approaching.

"Two hundred meters!"

"One hundred and fifty meters!"

"One hundred meters..."

…

When the front group of bandits rushed to the edge of the deer village, they were immediately howling and swinging their axes, chopping down the canopy of the deer village in front of them.

"fire!"

Until this time, only Zheng Sen on the city wall waved his command flag.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Amidst a series of deafening cannons, several streaks of white smoke suddenly spewed out from the top of the city. As the smoke merged into a ball, several black shadows spurted out. The tin cans containing shotshells flew dozens of meters away from the muzzle and broke away. In an instant, hundreds of 17mm lead bullets in the tank continued to roar forward. Although the range of the shotgun shells is shorter than that of grenades, because the shotgun shells have a large dispersion range, the shotgun shells fired by the Jiujin Mountain Howitzer can't reach the target within 400 meters. It is extremely deadly to infantry groups.

More importantly, it will not destroy Luzhai. The bandits who are chopping down the tree branches in Luzhai with axes are not aware of the stone steps at all.

Hundreds of lead bullets, as big as Zhili jujubes, whizzed towards the thief in front of the car. The whizzing lead bullets hit the thief in the head, and his head looked like it was ripe. It shattered with a "bang" like a watermelon, and another round of lead broke his waving arm. The arm that was originally swinging the ax broke directly in mid-air, and blood mist sprayed. In the meantime, people fell down on the deer village. Before the bandits in the deer village could understand what was going on, a large row of them were knocked down by shotguns falling from the sky.

Raindrop-like shotguns fell in the middle of the dense crowd of thieves, immediately raising clouds of blood mist, hitting the tree branches and flying out clouds of sawdust. The forest debris and the blood mist completely covered Luzhai with patches of gray and red "dust mist". "Shrouded.

The moment the lead bullet hit the body of the bandit, it penetrated their chest, arms, and thighs. As it flew out, it dragged out large pieces of flesh and blood. Broken bones could even be seen in the blood spatter. Debris was flying in the air, and the flesh and blood torn off by the twisted projectiles hung on the tree branches.

The shotgun shells fired by twelve nine-pound cannons tore out several seas of blood among the thieves in the Luzhai. After the bloody storm, only bloody flesh and broken limbs were left on the ground.

Some injured bandits struggled painfully in Luzhai, howling, and their heart-piercing screams did not scare away the bandits behind them.

Although his scalp was numb from the hail of bullets, Yi Mei standing behind the cart still shouted loudly.

"Split the deer village open and everyone will have meat at night!"

Although many wounded soldiers were struggling on the ground in pain and howling, more bandits rushed over. They waved the axes in their hands and chopped down the tree branches with their knives, trying to open the passage.

"Spread out, they don't have many cannons, big bolt, you lead the people to open a few more roads..."

Maybe Yi Yimei was not from the Guards School, but he had also read military books in social studies. In the past many years of battles, he could survive among many thieves until now. It was not luck. The Ming army on the city wall As soon as the cannon was fired, he estimated the number of cannons.

There are only a dozen doors, so I will open twenty roads.

"These thieves don't just do reckless things!"

Putting down the telescope in his hand, Zheng Sen said to himself.

"What the general said is true. I only know that those who act recklessly may have died in the hands of the army."

While the two of them were talking, the artillerymen continued to fire. Although the nine-pound gun used fixed ammunition, its firing speed was still limited, and it needed to be reset after each firing. However, well-trained gunners fired every minute.

The rate of fire for two or three rounds can still be maintained.

Guns and cannons were fired continuously, and bullets like raindrops flew towards the bandit crazily, causing the bandit to scream in agony and leaving corpses everywhere.

But even so, those bandits at the front still didn't dare to run away, because there were veteran soldiers behind them supervising the battle. If they turned around and ran away, they would be hacked to death with random swords.

In fact, in this era, many people are passively driven to the battlefield in this way. Many times, the reason why they desperately talk about their plans is just for a white steamed bun. Or an extra piece of meat in their rice bowl. But even such a request, for many

For people, even if they pay the price of their lives, they cannot achieve such the simplest goal.

How great it would be if I could have a bite of white flour steamed buns!

I don’t know how many bandits had such a simple idea. They died under the bullets of the army. Many injured bandits even thought about nothing more than a full meal and a piece of meat until they died.
Chapter completed!