Six 88-caliber field guns were opened and poured firepower on the rebels. The continuous explosions caused killing and fear among the enemy troops. All the rebels wanted to fly out, and they were all frightened!
The Japanese Liu Yixin was also forced to retreat. When the second 210 shell exploded, the guards no longer listened to his orders and fled back behind him!
This scene was so spectacular. More than 100,000 people ran south and west across the endless wilderness, leaving behind a battlefield full of blood and corpses!
Fu Qing took a breath and sat down on the ground. He stared blankly at the hell-like killing battlefield of Shura. He didn't know what to say, and he didn't have any emotions to express.
At this moment, he only had one thought: "I'm not dead... I'm alive..."
At this moment, no one said anything about pursuit. Of course, only the Kaizi Horse troops could still maintain their combat effectiveness. However, it was a pity that the roar of the cannons frightened countless horses. Bai Lang and Xiao'er could only order the army. Spread out as much as possible and stay away from the scary armored train!
Bai Lang and Xiao'er tried their best to comfort the horses on their crotches, but their eyes had become extremely frightened. Far Eastern King Xiang Shaolong was already the God of War in their minds, and the man behind the Far Eastern King was even more... It is a mysterious existence that cannot be touched.
These wild Jurchens from the outer Xing'an Mountains actually don't have any intuitive concept of Xiao Letian. That's right, they don't have any concept, they just know that Xiao Letian is very powerful!
He can defeat the Rakshasa ghosts who eat human flesh, and the King of the Far East, who is like a god of war, is his subordinate. You can imagine how terrifying this man is!
But what was scary before was nothing more than a sorting produced by people's minds after arrangement and comparison, and could not be intuitively related to something!
But today, they were completely shocked. The two incredible powers displayed in this war actually came from a god-like man!
The three airships flying proudly in the sky were beyond their knowledge, and many wild girls did not dare to raise their heads to spy on these three ferocious airships.
But the armored train that arrived later refreshed their understanding. They didn't know how to describe this super weapon. With one shot, hundreds of people were not killed, but turned into ashes!
The explosion can actually reach an altitude of more than ten meters, forming a huge mushroom cloud, and a shock wave like a strong wind. You can even see a white light spread out in a swish!
Wherever the white light passed, no one was left alive!
"This... this is what our ancestors said... the sheep-like Han people? This... what kind of nonsense is this..."
"The Han people are so powerful. How did the Aixinjueluo family and the Eight Banners defeat them two hundred years ago? Is this impossible?"
Bai Lang listened to Xiao'er's soliloquy and braced himself up and said, "I heard... I heard... I heard the old man said that it was the Han people who fought the civil war themselves, and many people surrendered to the Eight Banners, so they won... "
"Ah! No wonder, no wonder... I finally understand after reading it today... The only way for the Han people to kill themselves is to give those people in the Eight Banners a chance..."
"Bah... I just listened to them bragging for two hundred years..."
The two of them were chatting energetically, but the hands holding the reins were shaking involuntarily. This feeling of fear has been completely imprinted in their hearts!
Because of the war horse, Guaizima had no choice but to evacuate the battlefield in advance. He did not go far away but left about five kilometers north of the battlefield and was on standby!
At this time, the armored train had stopped shooting, and all the rebels had escaped from the range. Of course, the 210 cannon could still hit the rebels.
But Jiang Lie really couldn't bear to use this kind of artillery shell that was more expensive than gold!
The railway soldiers stopped the train. Jiang Lie, Xin Jian and the vanguard quickly approached Fuqing. The railway soldiers looked serious as they stepped on the blood on their leather boots.
"Commander Jiang Lie of the Railway Corps Armored Train No. 1, together with all the officers and soldiers, salute Mr. Fuqing!" The vanguard troops lined up in front of Fuqing and solemnly saluted the commander's flag!
I couldn't help but admire it. I couldn't see clearly on the train, but once I got closer, I realized that Emperor Tongzhi's new army really fought with their lives. Such tragic sacrifices are rare even in bloody battles among the Chinese!
Fu Qing looked up at the sun and let out a breath of frustration, "Ah...ah...hahaha...poof..."
Without saying a word, a mouthful of blood spurted out on his back. Then he lay back and his whole body went limp on the ground. Fortunately, he was sitting on a mound just now. If he had been standing, his head might have hit a stone.
"Fu Shuai... Marshal..." Everyone was frightened and rushed forward to help Fu Qing up. At this moment, Fu Qing had fallen into a deep coma.
"Quickly... send the commander to the airship, and the airship will return to the capital immediately..." At this time, the airship was slowly leaning on everyone's heads, and Li Tuo shouted for his life in mid-air.
"Brothers of the Chinese ethnic group, please use trains to protect our army as it retreats...On the battlefield now, only your cannons can deter the Japanese Sixth Army!"
"For the sake of the rich commander and the head of state, please help me!" Li Tuo knelt down on the airship.
Naturally, the railway soldiers would not refuse. Jiang Lie turned to Xin Jian and said, "You just checked, how is the condition of the train?"
"No problem... The structure is solid and there is no damage. It can carry the wounded! Time waits for no one. Please ask the wounded soldiers to get on the train immediately. The other lightly wounded soldiers can only follow along slowly along the way..."
"Brothers, hold on and retreat north to Liangxiang Freight Station. There will be empty truck compartments. Then the army will get on the truck..."
At this time, Bai Min spoke up, "Our brothers have evacuated... where are these bones? We can't leave all our brothers' bones here!"
Jiang Lie frowned and said, "We can't care about so much anymore! The enemy troops are just outside and are watching eagerly. Although we have armored trains to control the situation, we can't hold them back because there are so many of them!"
"Are there not tens of thousands of corpses on this battlefield? There are still many trapped in the Zhuozhou camp, which is further south... If you want to distinguish them bit by bit, it will take three days and three nights!"
"No! Brothers in life and death, you have to take your ashes home with you even in death... You can't leave them behind!"
The Yulin New Army and the entire Xishan Battalion were in a panic. They stood up and refused to retreat. Looking at the corpses scattered on the battlefield, they cried and became emotional!
This time they were all caught blind. Fu Qing was able to calm down the situation but was already unconscious. The remaining officers and soldiers were in hysterical moods. They would never evacuate unless they took away their brother's ashes.
However, in this bloody battle, at least 15,000 people were killed by the imperial army. With so many corpses to be identified one by one, they certainly cannot be taken away. They can only be cremated on the spot and take away the ashes in porcelain jars!
How big a project is this? Let alone three days and three nights, it would be impossible to complete even in a week!
what to do? Everyone is frozen here!
Note: The train gun in the book uses the Paris cannon from World War I, which was used by Germany to bomb Paris! It's already very big, and some people say it needs to be 460 caliber, or even bigger.
This is a bit too exaggerated. Let alone whether the railway roadbed can bear such a large caliber, the key is that the launch speed is too slow. They are all used for sieges and are not suitable for field battles!
Everyone, please search online for the 210-caliber Paris cannon in World War I. If you look at the renderings, you will know that such a caliber is already extremely large!
