The lethality of the solid projectile is still limited. A few shells hit the soft soil directly, and there is no lethality at all. Gu Zhenhua shook his head when he saw it.

It seems that we should focus on developing flowering bullets. The mines have been made. As long as the mines are miniaturized properly, a suitable flowering bullet can be created. The next battle will allow the opponent to taste the power of flowering bullets!

It has to be said that the Ming Dynasty's technology was not behind. The flintlock rifle, flowering bullet, and the training method left by a genius general like Qi Jiguang were enough to pose a fatal blow to the nomadic peoples. It was just a pity that the deadly political ** and poor organizational capabilities made the old empire unable to exert its due combat effectiveness, but on the contrary, it was dragged down by the numerous internal contradictions.

"Tartars are waiting! Just give me some more time and crush you, it's like crushing a bed bug!"

Gu Zhenhua was secretly ruthless in his heart, and the flag in his hand swung, and the artillery immediately stepped up its action. After the first round of bombardment, he immediately took out the shots, replaced it with another shot, and continued to shoot.

The cavalry calculated at a speed of ten meters per second, and it took at least half a minute to run more than 300 meters. A Fran machine cannon is equipped with three sub-cannons, and a skilled gunner can shoot out all three cannons within twenty seconds.

Just as the Guanning Army approached the An** position, it was first baptized by three rounds. The big cannonballs hit the person with a fist, and a knight possessed himself and dodged, but the horse stumbled and fell to the ground.

Several horses were tripped behind them, and several knights on the horse were thrown out, either broken or broken hands and feet. Before they could struggle, the horses behind rushed up and drowned them among the cavalry.

The shells were as fast as lightning. A cavalry was holding a saber. The shells hit him through his arm. His arm was immediately knocked away and he fell heavily on the cavalry behind him, causing a cavalry to fall off his horse.

This unlucky guy didn't notice anything. After running dozens of steps, he realized that the right side was empty. He looked at the broken arm that kept gushing blood, and his vitality was also passing quickly. A sharp pain came, and his eyes turned black and rolled to the ground to the right.

A few shells rolled and jumped vigorously on the hard ground, jumping left and right. A crackling fracture, several horse legs were swept off by them, or jumped directly into the horse's belly, causing a loud horse to neigh and scream.

It may be happier to be beaten to death directly. Some people were swept away half of their faces, their noses were knocked off, their right cheekbones were shattered, and half of their lips and teeth were gone. Half of them were humans, and half were bloody and fuzzy. They were scarier than ghosts. They subconsciously reached out and touched them, and they just hit the prominent eyeballs. They screamed and fell to the ground in pain.

The Franco cannon adjusted the elevation angle with wooden sleepers of different thicknesses. As the Guanning army was getting closer, Gao Hongtu Jiangnan ordered that fifteen medium-sized Franco cannons filled with sub-cannons neatly lowered the elevation angle, and the black muzzle was aimed at the rolling cavalry again.

The third round of shooting was shot, which was different from before. Since the distance was within 200 steps, the use of the solid projectile was no longer a solid projectile, but the shooting was shot.

Lead balls and iron eggs, even stones, hit the head and face. In an instant, the Guanning Army's cavalry was in a mess, and they were beaten to pieces, blood and blood, and fell off their horses one after another.

If it were replaced by a miscellaneous army, these three rounds of artillery alone would be enough to lose their temper. However, the Guanning Army was not an ordinary army after all, and after shaving its head and changing clothes, these people knew that there was no way out, so they worked extra hard.

After their team was a little confused, they continued to rush to An*'s team, screaming, and their eyes were red, as if they wanted to wash away the hatred in one fell swoop.

Looking at the approaching Guan Ningjun, Xie Bin unconsciously licked his upper lip and sneered: "The musketman is ready!"

The cavalry got closer and closer, and finally reached a distance of about a hundred steps.

Xie Bin and Zhou Yingjie issued an order almost at the same time: "Shoot!"

The fuse was shining, the smoke spread, and the lead balls were hit like raindrops. Guanning Army rushed forward and was hit one after another, like dumplings, and fell off the horse crazy.

Xie Bin has communicated with Li Xu and Guo Yunlong and others many times, and has a clear understanding of the Guanning Army. After all, the Guanning Army is very similar to their opponent, the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and they all rely on their personal courage. However, because the Ming Dynasty is willing to invest, it has created a strong soldier.

Compared with Gu Zhenhua's training mode, the two sides are completely different, and the Guanning Army relies more on the fierce rush of elite forces. Therefore, An**'s shooter locked his muzzle on those most fierce and capable of charging.

The lead ball was hit on the thick armor. A distance of 100 steps, the soldiers on the two layers of armor were all beaten to pieces, broken bones and broken tendons, and fell under the horse. The human tanks with three layers of armor could not be penetrated, but the huge kinetic energy was enough to damage their internal organs.

Some people, after they were shot, ran dozens of steps again after they seemed to be fine, suddenly their facial features were twisted and they fell to the ground. They struggled in pain and internal organ bleeding caused by the bullets quickly lost their combat effectiveness and fell to the ground to wait for death.

After the skillful three-stage shooting, three or four hundred elite soldiers of the Guanning Army fell to the ground, regardless of death or injury, they completely lost their combat effectiveness.

Such efficient killing made Yang Ming's mouth twitch. What he wanted most now was to slap himself a few mouths. The Ming court also gave Guanning Army a lot of firearms, and even a large number of craftsmen. As a result, Guanning Army did not pay attention to firearms at all and blindly imitated the Qing army, but was dumped further and further.

If the firearms could be developed at that time, maybe they would have to surrender to the Qing Dynasty. The Guanning Army would have long become the heroes to save the Ming Dynasty!

Of course, there is no place to buy the medicine for regret. Yang Ming knew even more that if he felt sorry for sacrifice and did not dare to rush forward, then these dead people would have no value.

"Crush, kill! Capture Gu Zhenhua alive and reward 100,000 taels of silver!"

Yang Ming wanted to fight to the death. Guan Ningjun endured huge damage and continued to rush forward, as the distance reached about fifty steps.

At this time, the tiger squat cannon behind suddenly rang, with a shaking sound. Guan Ning army was already scared by this sound. As soon as he heard the sound of the tiger squat cannon, he knew something was wrong.

The fire shone and the smoke rose. The more deadly cannon came over, and the density was much more amazing than before. The small stone and the small iron egg fell on the face, like a knife.

A cavalry's nose was smashed, and his eyes were hit by a bead, and his eyes suddenly appeared. It fell to the ground in pain. Even worse, it broke the armor directly, not only people, but also war horses. The corpses were piled up all over the ground, and human blood and horse blood gathered together, which was particularly fishy and pungent.

At this time, the Guanning Army did not have any counterattack methods, and their archers finally started shooting. A rain of arrows hit. An**'s musketeer was also injured. Another one was shot in the throat and killed immediately.

When Xie Bin saw this, he hurriedly ordered the musketeers to retreat temporarily and all entered the chariot formation.

Among the efforts these days, the side vans produced by An** has exceeded 200, and the last batch of them have been specially reinforced. Outside the carriage board, a thick layer of whale skin was covered with. After being treated by the cobbler, the soft whale skin became extremely tough. With such a layer of protection, the bow and arrow cannot be shot in, and the swords and guns cannot be cut through. Even ordinary bullets can resist, and it is simply a small tank.

The two hundred vans formed a line of 200 side vans, the guns and shield soldiers hid behind and used their weapons to attack the knights violently. Both sides were in a stalemate, and the musketeers had already loaded. They ignored the threat of the rain of arrows and kept firing out deadly bullets from the gap.

The Guanning Army was like a big wave, hitting the reef, and the enemy did not move at all!

Yang Ming's eyes were red. From the beginning of the war to the present, the Guanning Army suffered losses of at least 500 people, and they were all the most elite soldiers. If they had not yet been captured, he would have to commit suicide by wiping his neck and having no shame to see Wu Sangui.

These Guanning troops arrived in front of the chariot formation as scheduled. They hurriedly dispersed, trying to bypass the chariot formation from both wings and break through An**'s defense line.

This move was long seen clearly by Gu Zhenhua on the Yuanrong Car. The muskets and cannons had already hit the morale of the Guanning Army hard. At this time, they should also let them experience the power of An** Iron Cavalry.

Gu Zhenhua shook the flag. Yue Polu, who had been on standby, finally waited almost. The two cavalry battalions had been impatient and kept digging the ground, hoping to show their skills.

Now that he finally waited for the order, Yue Polu led the cavalry to run out from the right wing, they were like a black storm, rushing towards the Guanning Army.

The Guanning Army focused all its attention on the musket soldiers, and did not pay attention to An** and such powerful cavalry.

With the sound of shocking the sky and earth, Yue Polu led the cavalry and swept up quickly. Although they were all from the Guanning Army, Yue Polu and his team had completely different equipment.

Each soldier held a spear of five or six feet in his hand, and the cold light flashed at the tip of the gun, and rows of cavalry were steadily controlling the war horses so that the team would not be in chaos.

Finally reached the last few dozen steps, the speed of the war horses slightly accelerated, and the gun array stabbed towards the Guanning Army.

It is very particular about using a gun immediately, especially when forming a large formation to fight. You cannot stab it out on your own initiative, otherwise you will be overturned by the rebound force. You can only stab the gun out with the help of horsepower in the direction of the gun bar.

After Gu Zhenhua's improvement, the gun is now a one-time item. Seeing the spear stabbing the opponent, the spear head enters, and the rebound force is transmitted back, and the gun bar is broken.

At this moment, the soldiers abandoned a piece of gun rod in their hands, changed their swords and attacked immediately. This action was not allowed to be fired, and the speed was extremely fast. In one round of attacks, more than 100 people fell under the horse, and An's side suffered almost minimal losses.

Compared with the muskets, the cavalry brought them even more amazing. Even the Eight Banners soldiers may not be able to do this.

In a hurry, Yue Polu rushed in with his men, and his lethality was even more amazing. His sharp scimitar cut melons and vegetables were like chopping melons and vegetables, and the casualties of Guanning Army rose sharply.

At this time, the artillery was re-adjusted. The Francannon and the Tiger Squat Cannon were replaced with grape bullets and shotguns. The dense rain of bullets fell into the sky, covering two or three hundred people in one round.

What's even more deadly is that the musketeers re-formed the formation, rushed out from both ends of the formation, and fired fierce bullets towards the Guanning Army in the middle, and the casualties rose sharply.

Yuan Zongdi took the remnants of defeated generals to a mound, climbed up to a high point, and kept watching the battle between the two sides. An ** was very powerful. Yuan Zongdi knew this, but he was still not sure about what level it had reached.

In Yuan Zongdi's opinion, this might be a battle, and it would be great that An** could block the Qing army's cavalry. But when he really arrived on the battlefield, Yuan Zongdi was so shocked that he was sweating all over. Liu Zhong, who was standing beside him, didn't even dare to blink his eyelids and stared at the battlefield.

To be fair, the Guanning Army's cavalry was unparalleled and was astonishing as the Qing army. However, facing An**, who was mainly guns and cannons, they became lambs to be slaughtered. The more brave they were, the more they were in front, the faster they were killed and injured.

Firearms have greatly simplified the war. Brave has lost value and martial arts have no use. Even a man with iron and steel will have to hate the battlefield as long as he gets a bullet.

Especially after the cavalry was dispatched, the battle had turned into a one-sided massacre. The Guanning Army began to be defeated under multiple strikes, and more and more people joined the ranks of deserters regardless of the supervision from the rear.

"Mr. Marquis, let's not watch it, otherwise An** will take away all the credit."

Yuan Zongdi nodded, "Okay, let's exhale and kill the enemy with me!"

The Dashun Army rushed out and swept towards the battlefield. At this time, the main combat power of the Guanning Army had lost more than 1,500 people. No one could bear such a tragic sacrifice. Yang Ming had to escape in a hurry under the protection of the soldiers. Behind him, Yue Polu and his men bit each other tightly and chased him reluctantly.

Yuan Zongdi and Liu Zhong fought hard and fought with the wind. These bandits were more capable than An**, and they ran more vigorously than An**.

"Dude, I think we will be responsible for the war in the future and let them be responsible for cleaning the battlefield. This is a good distribution." Fang Jianming said with a smile.

"Everyone is still an allies, don't chase these things. Tell brothers to be sober and put all the horses together. This is the most valuable thing."

Yue Polu chased after more than twenty miles with his men and horses. Yang Ming, with his remaining defeated generals, had less than 1,000 people, fled back to Qinyang in a hurry. After a counting, he killed more than 1,700 Guanning Army and captured more than 1,500 prisoners. More than 1,000 other people fled, seized 2,300 war horses, more than 2,000 pairs of armor, and other archery weapons.

Yuan Zongdi and Liu Zhong also came back with their men and bowed to Gu Zhenhua from a distance.

"Duke of Ji, the army is powerful, we are convinced!"

"Hahaha. The two generals are so polite. We are all allies, so don't say these polite words. Yang Ming came over with his men and interrogated the prisoners. They were only two days apart from Wu Sangui. In my opinion, they should take the lead in captive Wei Hui and take the fake Qing Henan Governor Luo Xiujin, Wei Hui and Huaiqing together as the barrier of the Yellow River. What do the two generals think?" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!