At a distance of about 600 meters, the accuracy of Napoleon's artillery was already guaranteed. A dozen black spots were quickly thrown out, and then crashed into the surging infantry square formation of Cao Jun. The training and organization of Cao Jun were nothing like before.
The change is still with "qu" as the most basic tactical unit.
Five hundred people in one song could be divided into five columns. The relatively orderly infantrymen held long guns fiercely. As they were moving forward, they heard thunder suddenly sounded in front of them. Then, more than a dozen black spots appeared in the field of vision.
He quickly zoomed in and carved a bloody path through the infantry square.
Because the Tiger Crouching Cannon has a small charge, it is not powerful enough. The fired shells can only penetrate one arc at most, and the kinetic energy will be exhausted. The power of the Napoleon Cannon is greater than that of the Tiger Crouching Cannon. It is more than several times higher? It weighs more than ten kilograms.
Heavy artillery shells will really kill you if you touch them, and they will hurt you if you rub them.
In the queue that was hit by artillery shells, many soldiers with bloody flesh suddenly appeared. The soldiers in the front, along with their armor, were torn to pieces by the artillery shells, but this might be luckier. After those at the back were hit, their bodies
Immediately a large piece of debris will appear.
These soldiers fell in a pool of blood, howling loudly. The soldiers on the side had their faces covered with blood and minced meat, looking at everything around them in fear and confusion. They had long been accustomed to face-to-face fighting, carrying arrows and crossbows.
The arrow charge is not something that happens only once or twice, but have you ever seen such a bloody and cruel scene?
It's really terrible to be hit to death by a big iron ball falling from the sky despite being so far apart!
Even the strongest warriors can only leave a pile of broken flesh and blood after being hit by a cannonball. The officers were also scared, but they still remembered their responsibilities and stepped forward with their swords.
He killed the wounded soldiers who were wailing on the ground with short spears, and then forced the soldiers to continue moving forward.
Cao's soldiers paused for a moment, and then continued to rush towards Xiaowangzhuang's defense line. On the artillery position, the artillery also quickly completed the second loading. This time, it was still a solid bullet. The Napoleon cannon is very simple to operate and has a very high rate of fire.
Surprisingly, even this twelve-pound model is still like this.
In the hands of skilled artillerymen, this style of cannon can fire at a terrifying rate of fire twice per minute. Of course, under normal circumstances, this ultimate rate of fire will not be pursued. Although the heat dissipation performance of bronze is good, it cannot withstand
Maintain high-intensity continuous shooting. The firing rate of the Crouching Tiger Cannon can be faster, and for the same reason, it generally does not fire at a rate of three or four rounds per minute.
Almost a minute later, the artillery battalion commander ordered the second round to be fired. The densely arrayed Cao soldiers were the best targets. After the distance was shortened to 300 steps, the hit rate and power of the artillery shells increased a lot. Even
After a cannonball penetrated two curves, it passed by the edge of the third curve and cut off the calf of a Cao soldier.
There was a loud crash in front, and the comrades beside him suddenly turned into a pile of splashing flesh and blood. Blood and minced meat poured on their heads and faces, and their intestines flew up and hung on the soldiers' shoulders. The horrific scene reappeared.
, Cao's soldiers were never mentally prepared to be bombarded. Being able to continue to advance before was already a sign of high morale. Now that they were subjected to such a round of volleys, they suddenly fell into panic.
Looking at the enemy who stopped three hundred steps away, Chen Cheng shrugged and said with regret: "Boss Cao, times have changed!"
Although the 12-pound Napoleon cannon is not as powerful as the Big Bertha, it is completely sufficient for hitting infantry. Even if he is wearing thick plate armor, if he is hit from the front, he will still turn into meat.
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Beside the wind mill, the artillery array fired its third salvo. Twelve shells pierced the sky and accurately blasted into Cao Jun's battle formation, setting off another round of bloodshed. This time, even some officers
Despite the pressure, the soldiers could no longer bear it and retreated one after another.
In fact, the officers of Cao's army were also beating drums in their hearts. They were so scared that they had to continue to advance under the pressure of military law. Now even killing could not stop the soldiers from retreating, so the officers followed the trend and retreated.
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"Demon magic, Thief Chen... the general can summon thunder and kill people immediately!"
"Run away quickly! The enemy knows magic!"
All kinds of random shouts and rumors were spread. Cao Cao, who was in the rear, heard the roar of artillery and saw how his soldiers were defeated in pieces after the flash of fire. He was even more convinced that this was a new method.
For weapons, the principle of combustion is described in "Chemistry", which he has also read.
But what should we do now? Even though Cao Cao's heart was as strong as iron, he couldn't help but fall into confusion at this time. But then, he returned to being a powerful hero. The enemy certainly didn't have many new weapons, and he
It has been clearly observed just now that not many soldiers were killed by the enemy's new weapons. The worst thing is that a few more people died. No matter what, we have to defeat Chen Thief here!
Seeing that Cao's army had begun to retreat, Chen Cheng was about to order Zhao Si and Yan Xing to lead the infantry to pursue them, but there was a sudden "pop" sound above his head, as if someone had knocked him. He looked up and saw a steady stream of water.
Light rain had fallen from the sky, and the visibility suddenly became much worse.
"Well, it seems we can only stop here today."
Chen Cheng muttered to himself, then raised his eyebrows and made a surprised sound, "Huh?"
Less than ten miles to the south, Cao Cao led his troops to retreat slowly, and suddenly the ground became cold. He stretched out his hand, looked at the water drops falling on his palm, and frowned. It was raining...
....Is it raining? Cao Cao suddenly raised his head, his brows suddenly stretched, and he danced on the horse and said: "It's raining, it's raining!"
"Lord!" Xiahou Dun looked at Cao Cao and shouted, "You can't go crazy!"
Seeing the scene of Napoleon's cannon firing, Xiahou Dun felt that he was almost going crazy. But he was just close, not crazy yet, but why did the lord go crazy first?
Cao Cao laughed and said, "I'm not crazy!"
He pointed at the rain falling above his head and laughed: "Chen Thief's magic method doesn't work when it rains. This is the opportunity God has given us to turn defeat into victory!"
Although they clearly had more troops than the opponent, they were inexplicably defeated by Chen Cheng's magic. Although the generals of Cao's army were frightened, they also had a lot of dissatisfaction. They were good men and fought against each other with real swords and spears.
What is the ability to use magic to calculate?
Now when they heard Cao Cao say that Thief Chen could not use sorcery on rainy days, the generals were dubious, but they also showed joyful expressions on their faces. Cao Cao turned his horse's head and shouted loudly, "Attack while it rains."
, Defeat Thief Chen!"
"attack!"
"attack!"
"attack!"
The generals of Cao's army shouted loudly, and then the junior officers also shouted loudly. The soldiers who had retreated not far away stopped, and after being beaten with whips and knife handles, they turned around again.
His head rushed forward.
The rain has become heavier. Although it has not yet reached the depth of winter, you will still feel very cold and very uncomfortable after being wet by the rain. There are water droplets falling on your eyelashes, and the vision becomes very bad. Soldiers of Cao Jun
They shouted like wild beasts and ran towards Xiaowang Village with their spears raised.
Hearing the roar coming from the rain curtain, the general of the artillery battalion couldn't help but become nervous. He put his hand on his eyes and looked forward, but he could only see the rain and mist. There seemed to be a figure shaking in the distance, but when he looked carefully, it was
Nothing can be distinguished.
He looked around for a while, but when he saw that he couldn't see clearly, he loudly ordered: "Kick out the cannonballs, and then load the cannonballs!"
The soldiers on the side were busy setting up a rain-proof tarpaulin over the cannon. After hearing the order, they immediately fired the cannonball. Orange flames were spitting out in the rain and mist, and amidst the earth-shattering sound, the shell weighed more than ten kilograms.
The cannonballs shot into the rain. The sound of broken weapons and armors was heard, and the screams could be heard far away in the heavy rain.
However, due to the poor field of vision, the effect of this round of shelling was far less effective than before. Although Cao Jun's soldiers heard the screams of their comrades, they felt much less fearful because they could not see those extremely impactful scenes.
"A portion of gunpowder and shotgun!"
"A portion of gunpowder and shotgun!"
The gunners screamed at the top of their lungs, urging the artillerymen to quickly complete the loading work. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and tens of thousands of big feet stepped on the ground, as if the earth was shaking.
Chen Cheng reached out and touched the rainwater on his face, and thought to himself: Cao Mengde is really desperate, but this is no longer an era where courage alone can determine victory or defeat!
A lot of rainwater has accumulated in the potholes on the ground, and the speed of the cavalry has slowed down. It is also difficult to use bows and arrows and crossbows in this situation. Because the bowstrings are wet, even if they are used reluctantly, their power will be greatly reduced.
decrease.
Heavy footsteps trampled into the puddles, splashing muddy water and making the soldiers' trousers wet. The thick mud stuck to their trousers and clothes, and was washed away by the rain.
Various commands were sounded inside and outside Xiaowang Village, and officers at all levels shouted loudly to prepare the soldiers for battle. In the infantry battalion, the gunners took off their clothes and tied them to bamboo poles and sticks, or directly carried them on the tip of their guns.
Go up and cover the squatting tiger cannons and ammunition tightly.
The spearmen were wearing heavy armor, and when the rain fell, the clothes inside were wet. After the cloth absorbed water, it became wet and heavy. If it was not dealt with in time, many people would probably get sick from it. But at this time, in
When the battle has begun, who will take care of the issue of not getting sick?
If the battle is lost, everything will be over. Even if the battle is won, there will be many casualties among the victorious side.
The infantry battalion of Yabing was filled with many non-commissioned officers who graduated from the military academy, as well as many warriors selected from the Xiliang Army. Most of these people secretly believed in the Truth, and some were blatantly spreading the "Truth"
"thought of.
At this time, when the enemy troops were about to rush out from the rain curtain, these people shouted loudly together.
"For God!"
"For God!"
"For honor!"
"For honor!"
"For the General!"
"For the General!"
"Long live, long live!"
Amid the fanatical shouts, morale became even higher.
"puff!"
Countless footsteps stepped down, splashing a lot of mud. A hundred or so steps away, the raindrops on Cao Jun's soldiers were bounced off. They howled, angry, and fearful, and then suddenly appeared in front of Chen Chengjun.
