The Xinghe Army's eyeliners kept an eye on the movements of the camp and the whereabouts of Zhu Wannian and his party.
In order to express their sincerity in accepting the recruitment, the artillery fire from the rebel camp was stopped for half a day.
Little did they know that the moment the cannons stopped, the cavalry units in the Xinghe Army had already started to take action!
What brought the cavalry charge down from the altar was the Maxim machine gun in modern warfare, not the cannon.
Taking advantage of the chaos of the Ming army's defense change in the city, the cavalry team made a circle and moved covertly, making it difficult to detect.
Mainly on the frontal battlefield, the unity of the Xinghe Army covered up too many flaws.
When the news came from his soldiers that the rebels had captured Zhu Wannian and Xie Lian and wanted to force the Xinghe Army to retreat.
Huang Yi almost laughed out loud.
It's rare to make such a divine prediction.
Huang Yi's order was given early to Huang Dazhi, Hu Xiaochuan, and Hu Xiaogu, who led the cavalry to conceal their whereabouts and prepare for the raid...
Once the rebels took the mission hostage, they immediately launched a charge!
If it is convenient, it is best to save the lives of Zhu Wannian and others.
If it's inconvenient, take those cannons first!
War is a continuation of politics. If it were just for a victory, Huang Yi would have launched an attack long ago.
But Huang Yi longed for more profound benefits.
When Zhu Wannian was kidnapped and dragged to the front of the battle line, the gangsters showed off their power and attempted to defeat Xinghe's army and force them to come to the city.
When Wang Kun realized that something was wrong, he planned to turn his back and throw all the blame on Liu Yulie.
When Governor Liu was completely confused, he hurriedly sent people to the Xinghe Army camp in the hope of getting Huang Yi's help.
The cavalry of the Xinghe Army stepped out of the thunderous formation!
In the era when gunpowder was not fully popularized, when artillery fire was not known as the thunder of heaven.
The rolling sound brought by the horse's hooves is the expression of "thunder", the only symbol of speed, and the most unstoppable force.
The Jurchen cavalry can crush the artillery formations of the late Ming Dynasty, and of course the cavalry of our Xinghe Army can instantly penetrate the rebel camp!
When the rebel artillery positions were charged by cavalry.
Do you think the rebels still have the energy to care about the lives of Zhu Wannian and other officials?
Although Huang Dazhi seems to have a bold personality, this guy is delicate where he should be.
Veterans only account for at most 20% of this group of rebels, and financial interests have worn away their will to fight.
The firepower points remained fixed for as many days as the cannons rang out. The approximate direction in which each cannon faced, the location of the cannon, and even the general direction in which the gunpowder and weapons were stored had been clearly determined.
Of course, even if the rebels' artillery fire continues, Huang Dazhi still has countless plans summed up by the whole team to charge into the battle.
What's more, this god-given opportunity, the fool on the distant position actually stopped firing for such a long time.
How could Huang Dazhi care whether those officials of the Ming Dynasty were dead or alive? In fact, before Zhu Wannian and others were pushed down by Wu Hua Da Da and before the rebels demanded a price, the charge team led by Huang Dazhi had already begun to speed up!
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After several days of shelling with no results, I felt depressed for several days. The rebel gang also needs some entertainment.
There were sounds of ridicule all around. Although Zhu Wannian was tied into a weird position, he still insisted on holding his head high!
"Kill me! My compatriots and I would rather die than bend our backs! Kill me! Then my fellow villagers below Laizhou City, fire at me!"
"Charge!" Huang Dazhi shouted loudly.
It is a pity that he did not see the final dignity of the Ming Dynasty expressed by Zhu Wannian.
He only had eyes for the cannons made from real materials in the rebel camp.
And behind him, the artillery in the Xinghe Army's position roared for the first time!
"Hey, why are the cannons going off?" Li Jiucheng still had a smile on his face, "Are these guys so impatient? They must have been exhausted these days guarding outside the city."
Kong Youde beside him scratched his head, with a look of astonishment on his face, "No way, since I cut off the gunner's ear that time as a warning, how can these guys still dare to fire off cannons privately?"
Li Jiucheng felt something was wrong. He turned his head and looked at Kong Youde beside him, "Didn't you give the order to fire?"
"Boom! Boom!"
Before Kong Youde could answer, the tragic reality gave the answer first.
"Oh, run!"
"Where did the cannon come from?"
"Help me, my legs..."
"Someone help me, I'm being held down by a horse!"
The artillery shells fired from the Xinghe Army position fell one after another on the crowd of rebels.
The power of the rebels comes from their numbers, and the fundamental factor that converts these gathered people into combat effectiveness lies in the veterans who hold the battle.
In fact, such a team can only fight with the wind.
Huang Yi never believed that these rebels could pose any big threat, not that they were not troublesome, but that he trained the Xinghe Army first-hand, and he had a clear understanding of the team's fighting will.
The rebel camp began to trample on each other, and the Xinghe Army's artillery positions, which had to slightly adjust their muzzles every time they fired a shot, spread the panic well.
Scientists Sun Yuanhua, Zhang Tao, and Wang Yu were also beside the artillery cart at this time.
Huang Yi's special instructions made the Xinghe Army soldiers who led the troops take great care of several scientists. They also learned a lot of knowledge under the influence of the three wise men in the past few days.
At this time, Sun Yuanhua was personally adjusting the muzzle.
In ancient wars, the general was the greatest source of confidence for the entire team, so the commander's flag must be erected, and it must be erected large.
No matter how dangerous the coach is, he must dress conspicuously so that his uneasy subordinates can see that their leader is still in the formation.
In the eyes of the rebels, today was originally their home court. As a role player on the stage, Li Jiucheng certainly had no reason to find a stand-in. And today, his chess piece was not far behind, and the Xinghe Army had unknowingly reduced the distance between the two positions in the trench tactics for several days.
"Master Sun, are you sure you can reach this distance? Even if you can reach it, how accurate can you be?"
Sun Yuanhua literally walked around the gate of hell. How could he not hate his enemy right in front of him?
But he is a scholar after all, no matter how much he hates him in his heart, he will not curse loudly like a scoundrel. He can only stare at the flag in the distance with his eyes fixed on the flag, and all kinds of knowledge are constantly flowing in his mind.
"These cannons of the Xinghe Army are high-end goods used by the overseas barbarians for sale. They are made of real materials. The cannons made by the craftsmen are always short of weight and weight. Of course, they can only be made according to the regulations. Shoot within the range. If I fire this shot, even if I can't kill that thief, I will still scare him half to death!"
Let’s not talk about whether the scientists’ revenge will be effective.
Huang Dazhi has already joined the enemy at this time!
The original order given to the rebel artillery array was to move the artillery array forward while the large troops held Ming Dynasty officials in check, and then prepare the design.
Who knows where this group of elite cavalry rolling in front of me like a black wind came from?
The rebels who manage the artillery array are indeed the elite of the "Marshal Du".
But what about the elite?
I, Huang Dazhi, like to pick the best to slaughter!
