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Chapter fifty-eight

You're welcome!

Lin Ziran was a little speechless about Hao Ren's actions, but he would not drive Hao Ren out.

Nowadays, shells are flying everywhere outside, which is very dangerous. After all, Hao Ren is also the person in charge of the transportation team. Sergeant Luo An, if he died under the shells of Guang'an Army, he would have died because he had to withdraw and have no place to hide.

I'm afraid the impact will be bad.

After hiding in the trench and feeling safe, Lin Ziran lay down and looked outside through the gap in the carriage. The artillery of the Guang'an rebels was still loading and firing continuously.

Looking sideways, most of our own soldiers were lying on the ground, relying on the unfinished parapets and carriages to avoid the shells. At the same time, they were constantly digging the soil with shovels, and then piling the soil on top.

After lying down like this, although the carriage was occasionally hit, the casualties were not large.

After all, the opponent fires solid artillery shells and relies on kinetic energy to kill. Even if they are standing still, as long as there are not people standing in a crowd, the opponent's artillery shells are not a big threat, but they will have a great impact on morale.

Nowadays, most soldiers and civilians are hiding behind parapets and carriages. Even if the carriage's defense is not very good, even if the parapet is not high, the trench dug for the purpose of digging the parapet has become the best defense against artillery.

fortifications.

Now in the vehicle formation, the only ones who are still fighting back are the soldiers of the artillery platoon. These soldiers of the artillery platoon don't have to worry much about the other party's shelling.

When the artillery positions were temporarily built before, although no civil fortifications were carried out, solid grains packed in sacks were moved to serve as sandbags.

After the opponent's shelling, they simply moved down more sacks containing grain and placed them in front of the artillery. The grain thickness of one or two meters was enough to defend against the opponent's solid artillery shells fired from a thousand meters away.

After all, the artillery of the Guang'an Cavalry is just a light cavalry cannon. Even though the range is not bad, its power is much worse than the ordinary five-pound field cannon, and its ability to attack difficult situations is limited.

Hiding behind the rice bags, the artillerymen of the patrol battalion also operated four five-pound field guns and began to counterattack.

Unfortunately, Lin Ziran's artillery skills were really poor. The four artillery fired several times, but not a single shell hit the opponent's artillery position.

But no matter what, Lin Ziran and the others finally managed to cope with it. In addition to not being prepared in time at the beginning and killing a dozen people by the opponent's artillery, the subsequent opponent's artillery shells could only hit a dozen carriages.

Because soldiers and civilians have been lying down in the trench one after another, and as time goes by, the trench becomes deeper and deeper, and many soldiers can already squat in the trench.

However, the loss of supplies in the carriages was not small. Hao Ren watched the carriages being beaten to pieces by cannonballs. The huge kinetic energy not only destroyed the carriages, but also smashed a large amount of supplies on the carriages.

When Lin Ziran saw Hao Ren like this, he immediately said: "Don't worry, things won't be damaged much!"

Except for a small amount of firearms and ammunition, most of the supplies they have been transporting are actually military supplies, such as clothing, medicine, food, cans, etc.

In this way, although a lot of supplies were hit by artillery shells, except for some that were directly damaged and could not be recovered, most of them were just scattered on the ground and could naturally be recovered when the battle was over.

This loss was even less than the amount of fire used by the Guang'an cavalry before.

After hearing this, Hao Ren also breathed a sigh of relief: "What a damn unlucky person. The first time I went north to Guang'an, I was attacked!"

Lin Ziran didn't say anything either. Just like Hao Ren said, the two of them were really unlucky.

In the past, when I was in Qingshan Town, I didn't transport supplies once or twice. I basically had to go back and forth every six or seven days. Although I encountered an attack by the Guang'an Army, there was no such big accident.

But I didn't expect that this was my first trip north to Guang'an, and I would be attacked by the Guang'an cavalry.

Needless to say, this luck is very bad!

Listening to the rumble of artillery outside, Lin Ziran looked back at his artillery and saw that they were still leisurely hiding behind the artillery position, loading and firing, but so far, these artillerymen of his own had not really suppressed the opponent.

Guang'an Cavalry Artillery.

This technology is so fucking scummy!

We must practice these artillery well later!

At this moment, Luo Mazi also climbed into this trench: "Sir, are you okay?"

Do you look like I'm in trouble?

Lin Ziran said: "You are staying well, why are you here?"

This Luo Mazi also dug a small hole by himself, then lay down in it, and suddenly ran over for some reason.

Luo Mazi said: "The rebel army's artillery is fierce. I am really worried about the safety of the adults!"

Lin Ziran saw that Luo Mazi was already lying down and squatting, and looked at the shallow hole he dug before, with a smile on his face!

If Luo Mazi came here because he was worried about him, he, Lin Ziran, could eat the four five-pound field guns of the artillery platoon in one go.

This girl came here purely because her anti-cannon pit was too shallow and she was afraid of death.

"Now that you're here, don't be idle. Take your brothers and continue digging to connect our trenches!" Lin Ziran continued: "Looking at this posture, these Guang'an rebels are not planning to stop shelling in the short term!"

Lin Ziran's prediction was very correct. Fang Yuanxin, who was in the Guang'an Cavalry opposite, really thought so.

"The Luo An bandit army on the opposite side is a little weird. Their guns can hit very far, and now they are forming a formation. A forceful charge is not an option!"

"Keep firing with artillery. Don't waste your energy on hitting their men. Everyone is hiding. If you can't hit them, don't hit their artillery. Their artillery position is very stable. If you can't hit them, let the artillery brothers do it.

Aim at their carriage and hit them!"

"Remember, our goal is to destroy the Luoan bandit army's supply line. As long as their supplies are destroyed, it will be a success!"

Fang Yuanxin gave this order to his subordinates.

Some subordinates on the side also asked with doubts: "Sir, we have been here for almost an hour. If we stay too long, I am afraid that the cavalry of Luo An's bandit army will come over!"

Fang Yuanxin said: "Don't worry, I have sent out reconnaissance cavalry. As soon as we find the source of the enemy, we will retreat immediately!"

When Fang Yuanxin said this, he was actually quite depressed.

He repeatedly recalled the situation of the first attack and found that most of his soldiers fell on the charge, which meant that the opponent's muskets could hit very far.

Otherwise, our side would not have suffered such heavy casualties.

For this reason, he specially sent a small team to quietly touch it. As a result, as soon as the team approached about 400 meters away, they saw the other party firing, which further confirmed this for him.

After confirming this, he gave up the idea of ​​dismounting and fighting on foot without hesitation, or charging on horseback again.

The opponent is already in formation. To charge on horseback is to seek death!

If you dismount and fight on foot, the opponent's muskets will have too far range, and your own men will probably suffer heavy casualties before they can even rush over.

But if he didn't attack and just went like this, he would feel at a loss.

During the first attack, more than fifty people were killed or wounded. The 10% casualty rate made him very unhappy.

So before leaving, he planned to use artillery to destroy as much of the Luoan bandits' supplies as possible, just to vent his anger.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a small black dot flying towards him in front of him.

As an experienced cavalryman, he didn't even bother to move his feet. The opponent's artillery was a thousand meters away from him, so he was very safe.

But soon his expression changed dramatically.

Because he saw the artillery shell flying towards the artillery position, and then landed behind several artillery pieces. More importantly, behind this artillery piece was a lot of ammunition.

What he couldn't see with his naked eyes was that the shell accurately hit the ammunition pile, and the violent impact produced a fire point, which then ignited a large amount of propellant on the side!

boom!

A huge ball of fire shot into the sky, and the violent sound even made Fang Yuanxin, who was hundreds of meters away, feel deafening!

The violent shock wave generated by the explosion of ammunition directly knocked away nearby artillery, and even those heavy artillery were overturned.

Fang Yuanxin's mind was blank at this time and his face was dull.

Also looking dull was Lin Ziran!

Previously, our own artillery fired hundreds of rounds, but they didn't even touch a hair on anyone's body.

But this time, he directly killed the enemy's ammunition pile with one shot?

Is this a trick?


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