The sound of artillery fire from above could not be stopped, and the dust was all over the face.
Niu Chaofeng is waiting.
They are waiting too.
The accumulated hatred needs to be vented at this moment.
Everyone holds on to the guy in their hands.
Or a musket, or a sword...
time.
Go by little by little.
Until everyone's body is stained with a layer of soil.
The sound of gunfire finally slowly stopped.
Niu Chaofeng's eyes lit up.
"Brothers, rush!"
At this time, the entrance to the anti-cannon cave was already covered with dirt. After the sound of the cannons stopped, with Niu Chaofeng's roar, Long Yan's soldiers, who had already worked hard, came out of the pit.
"Damn, the artillery fire was so fierce that it almost buried me alive."
Niu Chaofeng patted the dirt on his body and cursed.
"General, the Russian army is coming again!"
"I'll beat them hard, but I won't be able to let them go!"
Long Yan's sergeants quickly entered their combat positions, but they did not show their heads.
Niu Chaofeng ordered the red-haired Japanese to be brought closer and then attacked, trying to kill as much of their vitality as possible in an instant.
Soon, the Tsarist Russian army entered the shooting range of Long Yan's army.
After what they thought was an indiscriminate bombing just now, they felt that there was no resistance here, but they didn't expect that the Longyan people were still ambushing here and did not retreat at all!
"Wait a little longer, wait a little longer...fight!"
Niu Chaofeng stared at the Russian army closely, his eyes red.
With the last order, all the soldiers aimed at the Tsarist Russian army and pulled the trigger.
"Bah bang bang!"
"Bah bang bang!"
Long Yanjun, fire directly!
The coastline is very long, and Niu Chaofeng's soldiers are almost flat. The Long Yan army adopts a three-stage design, and each section shoots nearly three thousand projectiles.
At such a close range, the Tsarist Russian army had no time to react. In just an instant, thousands of Tsarist Russian soldiers fell.
"What?"
The Russian army was confused again.
Are these people still there?
The artillery fire of their Tsarist Russian army did not pose any threat to them?
They are not afraid!
Where were they hiding just now?
But now...
It doesn't matter anymore to think about this.
One wrong step, one wrong step after another.
It seems that from the beginning, the initiative in all today's situations has been firmly controlled by Long Yan.
flight.
Withdraw troops.
The Tsarist Russian army was once again in chaos.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
Niu Chaofeng waited specifically for them to come within the shooting range of the Longyan people before he opened fire.
Coupled with Long Yan's advanced artillery guns, shells, and bullets, they were so dense that it was impossible to avoid them.
Niu Chaoqun's soldiers have all been trained in musket shooting. They are very proficient and can shoot in three stages with almost no pause in between.
Such continuous shooting left the Tsarist Russian army helpless. In a short period of time, more than 3,000 people were killed.
Although the commander on the battlefield has not yet issued an order to retreat, some soldiers of the Tsarist Russian army have already begun to flee.
The word spread from ten to ten. Although there were commanders in the army to stabilize the situation, under the cover of countless projectiles, no one would take the commander's orders into consideration.
For a time, the defeat was like a mountain road, and the Tsarist Russian army, which came like a tide, dispersed like an ebbing tide.
Tens of thousands of troops fled in panic after leaving thousands of corpses behind, while Niu Chaofeng's side suffered only less than 300 casualties.
"This battle was a great one! General, if we keep fighting like this, it won't be a problem for us to annihilate all 8,000 of them!"
The soldiers looked excited, but Niu Chaofeng was not.