Zhao Peng, who was riding on a tall Arab warm-blooded horse, held a telescope and observed the situation on the battlefield. When he saw the brigade of Qing army artillery pushing the red cannons, the Fran aircraft and the general cannons advance, he immediately made an order to the light cavalry scattered team: "Ride up and knock down Jiannu's artillery! When the Jiannu cavalry came over, you should immediately get on the horse and withdraw!"

More than 300 horse-riding scattered soldiers wearing green uniforms rode on Mongolian horses, galloping towards the formation of the Qing army and galloping away in a scattered group of Qing soldiers.

"What is Minggou doing? Are these cavalrymen here to die?" Oboi put down his telescope and said.

Before Obai could understand what was going on, the green-clothed soldiers riding horses had already reached three hundred steps away from the Qing army artillery team. The green-clothed soldiers stopped their horses, but instead of dismounting, they picked up rifled rifles on the horse's back and aimed at the Qing army artillery team three hundred steps away.

"Bang bang bang" rifled rifles spit out flames, and screams rang out from the moving Qing army artillery team. Although only three hundred scattered soldiers fired and fired 300 bullets, the hit rate of the rifled rifle was extremely high. In one round of rifled rifle shooting, the Qing army artillery team was killed and injured on the spot. A red barbarian cannon, general cannon and Fran machine cannon were covered with Qing soldiers' bodies.

"Hurry up, let's shoot the gunman in Minggou's own poisonous gun!" Oboi shouted anxiously.

The Qing army's light Franco aircraft turned the gun and aimed at the Ming army's scattered soldiers who were about to ride a horse and shoot.

"Boom boom boom" light Franchise machine spit out flames, and dozens of artillery shells smashed towards the direction of the retreat of the Ming army's scattered soldiers, but the formation of the Ming army's scattered soldiers was evacuated and was a target on high-speed movement of the horse. Three hundred steps were almost the limit of the effective range of the light Franchise machine. At this distance, the hit rate of the shells was almost zero.

The Ming army's scattered soldiers retreated safely and safely, without any casualties.

"Fire the gun, target Jiannu light Franc aircraft!" Zhao Peng pointed to the Qing army artillery position that was firing and shouted.

The gunners of the twelve-pound field guns nervously adjusted their muzzles and aimed at the Qing army's light Franchise artillery position that was spitting out flames a thousand steps away. The gunners adjusted the muzzles and angles and ignited the guns.

"Boom boom boom" Sixty twelve-pound field artillery spit out their tongues of fire. These field artillery fired together. On average, ten cannons aimed at one of the Qing army's cannons, and the accuracy of shell strikes was naturally much higher.

With a loud bang, a Qing army's light Francis aircraft suddenly flew up from the dispersed gun mount, and then fell heavily, and smashed the heads of the two gunmen like watermelons. The plasma, bone slag, and wooden blocks instantly sputtered everywhere. Even the gunner who was not swept by the cannon body was beaten by the splashed small wooden blocks and fell to the ground and screamed.

Almost at the same time, another Qing army light Franchise aircraft was hit by artillery shells. Although the Qing army gunners did not kill, the crushed gun mount turned into a scattered wood chips, and two injured Qing army gunners fell in a pool of blood and wailed.

There was another loud bang, and a general artillery of Qing army was shot. The general artillery of more than a thousand pounds was tilted to one side. The Qing army gunner who could not dodge was hit by the crushed wood chips and fell down screaming.

The Ming army's heavy artillery bombardment instantly destroyed six medium and small artillery pieces of the Qing army.

Just as the Ming army's twelve-pound field artillery fired violently at the Qing army's artillery team, eighteen 120-pound mortars that were brought ashore by the Ming army's navy were loading flowering artillery shells.

The 120-pound mortar cannon weighs more than 100 kilograms per shell. The flowering shell is filled with 30 kilograms of new gunpowder and more than 400 iron beads. The shells made of pig iron are very brittle and can be cracked into countless pieces once they explode.

The direction of the heavy mortar cannon aimed at is the direction of the Red-Body cannon team of the Qing Eight Banners Han Army. After loading the shells, the gunners aimed at the Red-Body cannons of the Qing Eight Banners Han Army. The gunners in front ignited the fuse tube from the gun mouth, and the gunners behind ignited the medicine twist on the fire gate. As the medicine twist was shortened into the fire gate, the eighteen heavy mortar cannons sprayed out flame tongues in turn.

"Bang bang bang" accompanied by a dull roar, huge shells rose into the air, flew to a high altitude, and smashed them hard towards the head of the Qing army with Mars.

"No, the flowering fire shells are coming!" Zhang Tianlu screamed in shock.

Eighteen huge shells fell violently above the formation of the Hongyi cannons of the Eight Banners Han Army. They were driving the ox carts, panting and pushing the cannon carts, screaming, and dropped the old ox and the red ox who were pulling the carts, and fled in all directions.

The first shell could be because the fuse tube was cut short. A fireball exploded in the air six meters high from the ground. Only a loud noise was heard. The shell filled with sugar gunpowder exploded countless pieces of iron beads in the air, and it was scattered toward the ground like a heavy rain.

Only a scream was heard. Baoyi Aha and the gunners of the Eight Banners Han Army who had not had time to run away fell into pools of blood in groups. At the same time, the two old oxen were also worried about the screams of sorrow. They fell down with a loud bang. More than a dozen holes appeared on the cow's body, and blood fountains sprayed. The cow, which had not yet died, fell into pools of blood, kicking his legs weakly.

"Bang" the second-place shell fell on the ground, bounced for a while, and exploded in the air less than three feet high from the ground. A flash of flames blew up a three thousand pound red cannon next to it.

The red cannon was blown into the air several feet high by air, spinning in the air, and then fell back to the ground, leaving a huge deep pit on the ground.

Another flowering artillery shell fell on the edge of a large cart full of gunpowder in the Qing army and exploded. A flash of fire, and a violent explosion occurred in the shell weighing more than 100 kilograms, detonating the gunpowder barrels loaded on the cart. The gunpowder barrels flew into the sky with the explosion and exploded in mid-air, looking like huge fireworks were set off.

One round of shooting of the eighteen giant mortar cannons destroyed eleven red cannons of the Qing army.

The accuracy of giant mortars is not necessarily high, but the huge shells are loaded with a lot of gunpowder, the explosion is powerful, and the impact is wide. Whenever the shell falls on the ground, objects within a radius of thirty meters will be affected.

"Don't push forward anymore, stop and fire at Minggou!" Oboi shouted anxiously.

The Red Cannons and Artillery Team of the Eight Banners Han Army stopped, and the gunners nervously set up the cannons and began to load shells. However, it took a lot of time to move from operation to combat. When the Red Cannons were walking, they were placed on ox carts. When entering the firing position, the gunners needed to lift the cannons from the ox carts and place them on the cannon stands.

Reloading is even more troublesome. The Qing army did not have a fixed-loading drug pack, so they needed to take the gunpowder out of the gunpowder barrel, weighed it, pour the gunpowder into the muzzle, and then nailed a wooden board into the muzzle, and then stuffed the shell into the muzzle.

It takes more than ten minutes to switch from the marching state to the firing state and then loading it. Within these ten minutes, the Ming army's twelve-pound field gun had already completed six rounds of shooting. Even a 120-pound loud mortar cannon can fire four rounds of shells within more than ten minutes.

The Qing army's Red Barbarian cannon gunners wanted to load shells? It depends on whether the Ming army's cannon agreed or not.
Chapter completed!