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Because Zhu Anmin led the cavalry team of the Chinese army to arrive in time, which greatly relieved the pressure on Zhang Guodong's infantry battalion. No matter how brave the Tartars on the opposite side were, they did not dare to face the iron hooves of the galloping horses with their flesh and blood.

They also evaded to both sides one after another, but there was always a little bit of evasion, and they were knocked far away by the galloping horses, turning into a mass of flesh and blood.

Chen Dakuan also shouted loudly, and led the soldiers in the middle to chase after the cavalry, towards the gap, and rushed up. They cooperated with each other with their shields and spears, and protected them with their shields. .

"Tom!...Tom!..."

Three trumpets sounded from the Chinese army's side, and Zhu Anmin, who was galloping on horseback, uttered a whistle, calling for the elite cavalry in the team to dash to the right with a slanted stab.

Almost at the same time, the cavalry of the Ming army on the two wings also slowed down their horses again, and the cavalry in the front row raised their left arms one after another so that the side plates on their arms could protect their heads.

Just when the Tartars didn't know what this meant, a shrill swan-sounding trumpet came from the rear of the Ming army, followed by a muffled sound, which gradually became a series of "Tom tom tom..." sound, seemingly endless Endless.

Cylindrical iron lumps, with a radiant tail flame, roared and flew towards the west of the Tartar army formation.

There are nearly [-] densely packed cylindrical iron cannons. At the same time, many rockets also soared into the sky, and the flame trails left by their tail flames have the feeling of covering the sky , making the already gloomy sky even darker.

"Flying Cannon!"

Zhang Guodong raised his head and looked at the cannons flying away in the sky, and shouted happily: "Brothers, form an formation. Our 'flowering cannons', the sky is full of our 'flowering cannons'."

Encouraged by the flying cannons, the soldiers of the Xuanfu army's infantry battalion were greatly boosted in confidence, and they shouted one after another: "Kill...kill the Tartars...kill..."

Zhang Guodong, the leader of Chicheng Battalion, suddenly raised the shield in his left hand, and swung the hatchet in his right hand again and again. He shouted sharply: "For the sake of the commander!"

The soldiers of the Chicheng Camp beside him shouted in unison: "Kill the Tartars!"

"Kill...kill!"

"Kill all the Tartars..."

The majestic and majestic roar fluctuated along the sky and the earth, forming a vast torrent of sound waves.

Zhang Guodong roared again: "Xuanfu Army, will win!"

All the soldiers shouted loudly: "We must win! We must win! We must win!..."

As the sharp sound of swans spread across the battlefield again and again, all the war drums of the Ming army's rear camps also beat desperately "boom-dong-dong".

The sound of the ferocious battle drums mixed with the sound of flying cannons, shaking the surrounding fields, while the voice of the Tartars on the opposite side was completely suppressed!
…………

Duoduo galloped forward, he was full of confidence, with the warriors of the Qing Dynasty, would he be afraid of Minggou?

Although watching the battle in the past also saw the tenacity of the Ming army's infantry, Duoduo insisted that the Ming army was only stubbornly resisting.

In his thinking, he always believed that the Ming army would only rely on the strong cannons to defend the city. Even if they went out of the city occasionally, they would form a tight car formation. Cannon fire can't be fired, if it loses its power, it will be defeated.

But the former army had just fought against Mingqi, and saw cannons whizzing and flying towards the sky behind Mingqi, but from a distance, these cannons seemed to be slightly different from what they had seen before.

Although the cannons roared, Dodo didn't pay too much attention to it, because most of the round cannons flew towards the place where the infantry in the middle were fighting, but there were not many shells fired at the two wings of the cavalry formation. .

However, this time Dodo miscalculated, completely miscalculated!
This time the Ming army fired the "flying cannon" known as the flowering bomb.

This "flying cannon" is made of cast iron. Its barrel is one foot and four inches long, the muzzle is three inches wide, and the middle belly is slightly thicker. Hold and control.

The cannons fired by it are also different from the spherical cannons fired by other artillery.

The shells of Flying Cannons are cylindrical, only four inches long and two inches and a half inches thick.

The fuze is placed at the bottom of the shell. After the primer is ignited, the fuze will also be ignited when the shell is fired. After the shell flies into the enemy's formation, the fuze will burn out almost at the same time, just in time to detonate. Gunpowder in shells.

In this way, the shells fired by this flying cannon will explode in the enemy camp, and the iron slag and gravel will be shot indiscriminately, with a very wide range of damage, which is far from comparable to those solid cannons.

Ordinary artillery fires solid cannons. These cannons are only divided into sizes, and their power is nothing more than hitting the city wall, or forming a ricochet to injure the enemy. Even so, it is uncontrollable.

However, the shells fired by the flying cannon are different from this. They ignite the gunpowder inside by delaying the fuze, causing the shells to explode, and the iron slag and gravel hidden inside are scattered, so as to achieve injury. the effect of the enemy.

But this flying cannon does have another fatal flaw, that is, the fuze on the shell is not easy to control, and the shell is either blown up early or late.

Even if the wooden tube fuze mentioned by Zhang Cheng is used, this problem is slightly alleviated, but it has not reached the level of precise explosion of modern artillery shells. After all, in this era, trigger fuzes cannot be made, so it is very advanced.

But even so, in the eyes of the Tartars, those cylindrical cannonballs seem to be astonishingly powerful without the big rockets flying fast. This is a problem of cognition.

Fortunately, Tartar's learning ability is still very strong. It is estimated that when they see such a scene in the future, they will not be as rampant as they are today.

…………

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

The roar of artillery fire continued to be heard in the Qing army formation.

Every explosion ignites a cloud of sparks, and as the sparks disperse, a large cloud of black gunpowder smoke rises immediately, and iron slag and gravel are also flying in all directions at the same time.

There was a sound of wailing all around, and the usually fierce Tartars all fell to the ground and wailed, and they didn't even know why.

However, as the sound of explosions resounded in the Qing army formation, in addition to the gunpowder smoke and sand flying up, there were also unpleasant smells permeating along with the gunpowder smoke.

However, at the beginning, everyone's mind was searching for the cause of the explosion, and looking for the relatives and friends who were separated by the bombing. How could they have the thought to distinguish the strange atmosphere that filled with gunpowder smoke?

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Because Zhu Anmin led the cavalry team of the Chinese army to arrive in time, which greatly relieved the pressure on Zhang Guodong's infantry battalion. No matter how brave the Tartars on the opposite side were, they did not dare to face the iron hooves of the galloping horses with their flesh and blood.

They also evaded to both sides one after another, but there was always a little bit of evasion, and they were knocked far away by the galloping horses, turning into a mass of flesh and blood.

Chen Dakuan also shouted loudly, and led the soldiers in the middle to chase after the cavalry, towards the gap, and rushed up. They cooperated with each other with their shields and spears, and protected them with their shields. .

"Tom!...Tom!..."

Three trumpets sounded from the Chinese army's side, and Zhu Anmin, who was galloping on horseback, uttered a whistle, calling for the elite cavalry in the team to dash to the right with a slanted stab.

Almost at the same time, the cavalry of the Ming army on the two wings also slowed down their horses again, and the cavalry in the front row raised their left arms one after another so that the side plates on their arms could protect their heads.

Just when the Tartars didn't know what this meant, a shrill swan-sounding trumpet came from the rear of the Ming army, followed by a muffled sound, which gradually became a series of "Tom tom tom..." sound, seemingly endless Endless.

Cylindrical iron lumps, with a radiant tail flame, roared and flew towards the west of the Tartar army formation.

There are nearly [-] densely packed cylindrical iron cannons. At the same time, many rockets also soared into the sky, and the flame trails left by their tail flames have the feeling of covering the sky , making the already gloomy sky even darker.

"Flying Cannon!"

Zhang Guodong raised his head and looked at the cannons flying away in the sky, and shouted happily: "Brothers, form an formation. Our 'flowering cannons', the sky is full of our 'flowering cannons'."

Encouraged by the flying cannons, the soldiers of the Xuanfu army's infantry battalion were greatly boosted in confidence, and they shouted one after another: "Kill...kill the Tartars...kill..."

Zhang Guodong, the leader of Chicheng Battalion, suddenly raised the shield in his left hand, and swung the hatchet in his right hand again and again. He shouted sharply: "For the sake of the commander!"

The soldiers of the Chicheng Camp beside him shouted in unison: "Kill the Tartars!"

"Kill...kill!"

"Kill all the Tartars..."

The majestic and majestic roar fluctuated along the sky and the earth, forming a vast torrent of sound waves.

Zhang Guodong roared again: "Xuanfu Army, will win!"

All the soldiers shouted loudly: "We must win! We must win! We must win!..."

As the sharp sound of swans spread across the battlefield again and again, all the war drums of the Ming army's rear camps also beat desperately "boom-dong-dong".

The sound of the ferocious battle drums mixed with the sound of flying cannons, shaking the surrounding fields, while the voice of the Tartars on the opposite side was completely suppressed!
…………

Duoduo galloped forward, he was full of confidence, with the warriors of the Qing Dynasty, would he be afraid of Minggou?

Although watching the battle in the past also saw the tenacity of the Ming army's infantry, Duoduo insisted that the Ming army was only stubbornly resisting.

In his thinking, he always believed that the Ming army would only rely on the strong cannons to defend the city. Even if they went out of the city occasionally, they would form a tight car formation. Cannon fire can't be fired, if it loses its power, it will be defeated.

But the former army had just fought against Mingqi, and saw cannons whizzing and flying towards the sky behind Mingqi, but from a distance, these cannons seemed to be slightly different from what they had seen before.

Although the cannons roared, Dodo didn't pay too much attention to it, because most of the round cannons flew towards the place where the infantry in the middle were fighting, but there were not many shells fired at the two wings of the cavalry formation. .

However, this time Dodo miscalculated, completely miscalculated!
This time the Ming army fired the "flying cannon" known as the flowering bomb.

This "flying cannon" is made of cast iron. Its barrel is one foot and four inches long, the muzzle is three inches wide, and the middle belly is slightly thicker. Hold and control.

The cannons fired by it are also different from the spherical cannons fired by other artillery.

The shells of Flying Cannons are cylindrical, only four inches long and two inches and a half inches thick.

The fuze is placed at the bottom of the shell. After the primer is ignited, the fuze will also be ignited when the shell is fired. After the shell flies into the enemy's formation, the fuze will burn out almost at the same time, just in time to detonate. Gunpowder in shells.

In this way, the shells fired by this flying cannon will explode in the enemy camp, and the iron slag and gravel will be shot indiscriminately, with a very wide range of damage, which is far from comparable to those solid cannons.

Ordinary artillery fires solid cannons. These cannons are only divided into sizes, and their power is nothing more than hitting the city wall, or forming a ricochet to injure the enemy. Even so, it is uncontrollable.

However, the shells fired by the flying cannon are different from this. They ignite the gunpowder inside by delaying the fuze, causing the shells to explode, and the iron slag and gravel hidden inside are scattered, so as to achieve injury. the effect of the enemy.

But this flying cannon does have another fatal flaw, that is, the fuze on the shell is not easy to control, and the shell is either blown up early or late.

Even if the wooden tube fuze mentioned by Zhang Cheng is used, this problem is slightly alleviated, but it has not reached the level of precise explosion of modern artillery shells. After all, in this era, trigger fuzes cannot be made, so it is very advanced.

But even so, in the eyes of the Tartars, those cylindrical cannonballs seem to be astonishingly powerful without the big rockets flying fast. This is a problem of cognition.

Fortunately, Tartar's learning ability is still very strong. It is estimated that when they see such a scene in the future, they will not be as rampant as they are today.

…………

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

The roar of artillery fire continued to be heard in the Qing army formation.

Every explosion ignites a cloud of sparks, and as the sparks disperse, a large cloud of black gunpowder smoke rises immediately, and iron slag and gravel are also flying in all directions at the same time.

There was a sound of wailing all around, and the usually fierce Tartars all fell to the ground and wailed, and they didn't even know why.

However, as the sound of explosions resounded in the Qing army formation, in addition to the gunpowder smoke and sand flying up, there were also unpleasant smells permeating along with the gunpowder smoke.

However, at the beginning, everyone's mind was searching for the cause of the explosion, and looking for the relatives and friends who were separated by the bombing. How could they have the thought to distinguish the strange atmosphere that filled with gunpowder smoke?

There was a sound of wailing all around, and the usually fierce Tartars all fell to the ground and wailed, and they didn't even know why.

However, as the sound of explosions resounded in the Qing army formation, in addition to the gunpowder smoke and sand flying up, there were also unpleasant smells permeating along with the gunpowder smoke.

However, at the beginning, everyone's mind was searching for the cause of the explosion, and looking for the relatives and friends who were separated by the bombing. How could they have the thought to distinguish the strange atmosphere that filled with gunpowder smoke?