In the camp at the foot of the Western Mountain, all the rogue bandits were completely unaware of the upcoming danger.
Behind the village wall, a group of rogue troops and hungry soldiers were arranged in a dense formation, standing close to the village wall.
On the wall of the village, a group of rogue archers were waiting in full formation. They hid behind bunkers and watched the Ming army standing still at the foot of the mountain. They all held their breath and concentrated, lining up their bows and arrows, waiting for the Ming army to launch an attack.
They fought many such battles. Every time the Ming army attacked, they would first bombard them with Fran machine cannons and tiger squat cannons.
The bunker in front of them is strong enough. Unless it is a Franco machine gun weighing more than 1,000 kilograms, it will never be able to penetrate it.
Officers and soldiers would not be able to carry much of the 1,000-pound Franco machine, and it could be used in few scenarios. Not to mention that the thing was extremely bulky and expensive to make. The officers and soldiers didn't have many mules and horses, so they basically wouldn't be able to carry it.
Sun Yanzong held the soft bow in his hand and hid behind the bunker. His hands could not stop trembling.
He swallowed a sip of saliva, slightly filling his thirsty throat with fear.
Sun Yanzong raised his head and looked through the bunker at the neatly arranged soldiers at the foot of the mountain. The fear in his heart deepened even more.
But he didn't dare to shout or show his fear.
Because right behind them, a fierce-looking soldier holding a wild goose feather sword was staring at them.
Sun Yanzong turned around and glanced at the soldier standing behind him, but when the soldier's eyes came over, he quickly lowered his head.
Sun Yanzong lamented in his heart. When he escaped from death under Pizhou City, he was lucky enough to find an old horse that he didn't know had come here.
Relying on the old horse, he escaped the Ming army's pursuit along the way.
The old horse actually had more than twenty taels of silver and a gold ring in his luggage, which made him ecstatic.
This much money was enough for him to find a new place to settle down.
But in the end, he still didn't find a new place, but first encountered another fleeing bandit horse army.
Because of his attire, he was naturally regarded as a fellow traveler, and Sun Yanzong followed them into Fengxiang Mansion in a confused manner.
In Fengxiang Mansion, their group was recruited into the army by Li Yangchun.
Going round and round, he is still a rogue bandit, but relying on that old horse, Sun Yanzong has now become a horse army among the rogue bandits.
But Sun Yanzong knew in his heart that he was not a horse soldier.
He had lived for more than twenty years without even killing a chicken. The reason why he knew how to ride a horse was because he had learned some lessons from herding the landlord's livestock.
He also spent some time watching other people use bows and arrows. When he shoots arrows, he can only draw the bow and shoot the arrows out. He has no control over where they land.
Fortunately, he was not the only one with poor archery skills, the others' archery skills were not much better either.
Until now, he has not revealed his secret.
"When the bugle sounds and all the archers retreat to the wall, the troops will wait until the archers withdraw and rush to the wall immediately!"
The fierce-looking soldier behind him shouted loudly.
Sun Yanzong responded along with everyone.
The soldier's name was Dai Chuan Shao, and he was the team leader of their team. He was the one who met their group, and the leader was Dai Chuan Shao.
Sun Yanzong tightened his grip on the soft bow in his hand, and there were already a lot of beads of sweat in his palms.
This bow was originally hung on the old horse's saddle, and it still had a lot of blood stains on it, perhaps from the previous owner's blood.
Sun Yanzong was pounding in his heart. He didn't know why the officers and soldiers didn't attack yet. He raised his head again and looked at the formation of officers and soldiers in the distance.
Sun Yanzong suddenly shrank. He saw something that the officers and soldiers seemed to push out from the formation. He was very familiar with that thing.
Under the big city that seemed to be called Pizhou, when he followed the crowd and rushed forward, the officers and soldiers seemed to push out the same thing.
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The eight artillery pieces were pulled up the hillside by mules and horses, and a group of artillerymen quickly became busy.
Among the eight artillery pieces, four were bronze-haired cannons seized from Li Zicheng.
There are four more cannons, which are also fired, but these four cannons were directly removed from the city wall of Gongchang City.
Speaking of which, it was Zhao Huailiang's credit that these four cannons were able to reach the army.
Because of the previous report, Hong Chengchou issued a document and military order requiring all prefectures and states to cooperate.
Chen Wang handed the document to Zhao Huailiang and asked Zhao Huailiang to go and ask for food.
As a result, Zhao Huailiang not only asked for two thousand stones of military rations from Gongchang Mansion, but also dragged Gongchang Mansion's four city defense heavy artillery to the army.
Zhao Huailiang simply used chicken feathers as command arrows. When escorting the army rations, he saw the cannons mounted on the city. He remembered that Chen Wang valued the cannons before, so he had some thoughts.
Li Yangchun has caused chaos in Gongchang Mansion for more than a month. All exchanges between Gongchang Mansion and the eastern prefectures have been cut off, and all parties are panicked.
The prefect of Gongchang Prefecture was also afraid that Chen Wang, the newly appointed guerrilla, would not be able to defeat Li Yangchun, who had a large number of troops, so he gritted his teeth and secretly made many conveniences.
After working up and down and spending some money, Zhao Huailiang directly pulled the four best-maintained four-gun cannon out of the city.
The cannon is a front-loading smoothbore cannon.
It is imitated and improved from the falcon cannon, and the pronunciation is the transliteration of fal.
Generally speaking, there are two forms of hairpins.
The first type of attack can be applied to a variety of situations, whether it is naval battles, land battles, or city defense and siege.
The general weight is about 500 kilograms, and lead bullets weigh four kilograms.
The second kind of keel is mainly used for the offense and defense of city fortresses, because it is too large to be transported.
It weighs more than a thousand kilograms and fires large stone bullets as big as a small bucket.
The Western-made five-pounder cannon has a very long range of four to five miles, but this is the maximum range, and the accuracy at this distance is impressive.
Just like the maximum range of a bow and arrow can reach more than a hundred steps, but no one will start shooting at the maximum range.
The eight cannons currently owned by Chen Wang all belong to the first type, and they all weigh around 500 kilograms.
Converted to the length of later generations, the length of the cannon body is about 1.8 meters, and the caliber is 7 centimeters.
It can shoot up to three or four miles away, with an effective range of about one and a half miles.
Chen Wang directly ordered the army to move to a distance of 400 steps from the camp at the foot of the mountain. At this distance, the accuracy of a skilled shooter who controlled the cannon was already quite high.
During the ambush battle in Qiutou Town, the extremely unskilled gunners among the intruders were able to drive shells into the Ming army's formation.
When Zhao Huailiang brought the cannons again, he also abducted the soldiers who were operating the cannons.
Strictly speaking, it was not considered kidnapping, it was just a temporary recruitment. More than 20 artillerymen were mobilized by the prefect of Gongchang Prefecture with a wave of his hand.
The eyes of the more than 20 artillerymen transferred from Gongchang Mansion suddenly turned red when they heard that one or two half of their monthly salary was paid in full every month.
After eating half a month of food in the army, the group knelt on the ground and begged Zhao Huailiang to let them join the army.
These days, soldiers don't need to talk about human rights. Their status in society is at the bottom.
The soldiers in the camp were okay, at least they had knives in their hands and the generals were protecting them behind them, but those military families who had been passed down from generation to generation were really looked down upon and looked down upon, starved and cold, and were regarded as slaves of the officers' families.
Zhao Huailiang reported the matter to Chen Wang, who without much hesitation directly recruited him into the army.
The artillery has been delivered. The prefect of Gongchang Prefecture probably didn't think about going back when these artillery soldiers were sent to them. He could get through all the holes with some money later.
And these artillerymen do have some skills. Although there is no standard calibration instrument as a reference, they also have their own set of calibration methods, and their shooting is indeed quite accurate.
The troops of the eight artillery pieces were mixed, and veterans were used to lead the new ones. The new artillerymen also learned for almost half a month, and they had some experience.
Chen Wang didn't know much about artillery, and he didn't give any calibrated instruments to the soldiers.
At this stage, he does not have that many standard artillery, nor does he have that much energy.
However, Chen Wang still made some improvements. He improved almost all artillery carriages.
The Tiger Crouching Cannon does not need improvement. Qi Jiguang has already made the Tiger Crouching Cannon good enough.
The Folang machine's gun carriage is two-wheeled and has a shed. It has good maneuverability and reliability.
However, the gun carriages for firing cannons have not been improved and have gradually become unsuitable.
The artillery cart that fired the cannon was simply a four-wheeled cart that could not rotate, and it was even difficult to adjust the angle of the bombardment.
So Chen Wang directly took over the artillery carriage from the Napoleonic era, made some improvements that were more suitable for the cannon, and handed it over to the craftsmen of Gongchang Mansion.
Eight two-wheeled artillery carts carrying firing cannons were quickly built, and during subsequent test firings, all the gunners adapted to this new type of artillery cart.
As a bright red flag was waved down, large plumes of gunpowder smoke suddenly rose into the air, instantly obscuring everyone's sight.
Eight cannons blasted together, like thunder in the sky.
The fierce recoil of the cannon seemed to shake the earth.
Sun Yanzong saw large plumes of white smoke rising before his eyes. He wanted to shout a warning, but he opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
He wanted to turn around, but found that he couldn't move at all. He was frozen in place.
The next moment, a huge roar also reached his ears.
The thunder-like explosion made Sun Yanzong's face turn pale, and all the past memories suddenly came back to him like a tide.
A large amount of smoke suddenly rose up in the military formation of officers and soldiers, and then a group of people rushing in front of him fell to the ground.
The guard who usually beat and scolded them frequently and was as strong as a bear fell to the ground like a broken sandbag, with half of his face beaten to pieces.
In the deafening sound of the artillery, the huge projectile instantly flew a distance of 400 steps, and eight shells slammed into the camp built by the bandits at the foot of the mountain, relying on the mountains.
They were far apart, but Chen Wang could see clearly. He watched as several sections of the wall collapsed in the camp at the foot of the Rogue Mountain.
It seemed that a cannonball hit an arrow tower. The arrow tower broke in the middle and fell to the ground with a crash.
The cannon is so powerful that it can penetrate walls, destroy houses, and break trees.
It has a certain damaging effect on city walls made of earth, wood and masonry, not to mention village walls made of ordinary earth and wood.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Peng!"
The sound of wood and stone collapsing was endless, and the screams suddenly sounded, along with the sound of bones breaking, all penetrating Sun Yanzong's ears.
Sun Yanzong stood there in a daze, with half of his body covered in blood. The pungent stench flowed into his chest along his nose and mouth, stimulating his fragile nerves.
Sun Yanzong regained some control of his body. He slowly turned his head and looked to the right.
What he saw next made him freeze in place again.
The wall on the right has completely collapsed, mixed with earth and wood, and a lot of flesh and blood.
Sun Yanzong saw a familiar figure, who was also the person who was with them.
But now only half of the man's body is left, lying on the ground, lifeless.
And not far away from the field of vision, the arrow tower that had been repaired not long ago collapsed.
Sun Yanzong watched with his own eyes the soldiers on the archery tower being thrown to the ground and then turned into meat.
The huge camp suddenly turned from silence to a pot of hot porridge. This sudden blow frightened everyone.
Not only the ordinary bandits were panicked, but also the veteran bandits and the guards of each team had pale faces and fear in their hearts.
It's not that they have never seen the artillery of officers and soldiers, but when did the artillery used by officers and soldiers have such power?
The tiger crouching artillery fires at a hundred paces, and the folangji doubles the distance. The artillery that fires a mile is only seen when attacking the big city.
There was chaos in the rogue camp, and the artillery positions under Chen Wang were not much worse.
Even though they were almost sixty or seventy steps apart and had prepared in advance, Chen Wang still felt a slight pain in his eardrums and his ears kept buzzing.
The firing cannon of the improved gun carriage was replaced with a genuine removable front-loading smoothbore artillery. Every time it was fired, it would seriously deviate from the original shooting position.
It's like this in the distance, but it's even worse in the distance.
Even though they were wearing ear protection made by Chen Wang, the loud noise still made all the artillery soldiers faint.
No matter how well you train, things will always go wrong when it comes time to actually hit the field.
Although there was no enemy interference and they were in a safe area, there was still a commotion in the artillery position.
Some started loading the gun before it could be reset, and some tried to clean the gun barrel in a hurry, but could not find the utensils.
However, the riot did not last long. Under the scolding of the military academy, everyone finally regained their composure.
The rigorous training finally had some effect, and it didn't take long.
As the military flag was waved down again, eight artillery pieces were fired one after another, making a huge roar again.
The eight artillery pieces fired continuously, over and over again, until each gun fired five shells, and the bombardment finally stopped.
After the smoke completely dissipated, everyone saw that the camp at the foot of the mountain was as dilapidated as a missing sandbag.
In the camp at the foot of the mountain, the bandits had already begun to flee.
Even before the infantry attacked, they had already defeated a battalion of rogues just by relying on artillery fire.
