I am one year older than Chongzhen

Chapter 302 Who Fired the Cannon?Who is it that got in?

The eyes of the Xinghe army were fixed on the movement of the camp, on the whereabouts of Zhu Wannian and his party.

In order to express the sincerity of accepting the recruitment, the artillery from the rebel camp stopped for half a day.

They didn't know that the cavalry unit in the Xinghe Army had already started to move when the sound of the artillery stopped!
It was the Maxim machine gun in modern warfare, not the cannon, that brought the cavalry charge down from the altar.

Taking advantage of the confusion of the Ming army changing defenses in the city, the cavalry went around in a circle and moved secretly so that it was not easy to be discovered.

Mainly on the frontal battlefield, the unity of the Xinghe Army covered up too many flaws.

When the news came from the soldiers under his command that the rebels had captured Zhu Wannian and Xie Lian wanted to force the Xinghe Army to retreat.

Huang Yi almost laughed out loud.

It is rare to make such a divine prediction.

Huang Yi's order was issued early to the hands of Huang Dazhi, Hu Xiaochuan, and Hu Xiaogu who led the cavalry to hide their whereabouts and prepare for a surprise attack...

Once the rebels hijack the mission, they immediately charge!
If it is convenient, Zhu Wannian and the others' lives should be kept.

If it's inconvenient, take those cannons first!

War is a continuation of politics. If it was just for a victory, Huang Yi would have launched an attack long ago.

But Huang Yi is eager for more far-reaching interests.

When Zhu Wannian was tied up and dragged to the front of the battle by Wuhuada, when the gangsters were showing off their power, they tried to drive back the Xinghe army and force Laizhou City again.

When Wang Kun realized that the situation was wrong, he planned to turn his back on his face and throw all the blame on Liu Yulie.

When Governor Liu was completely confused, he hurriedly sent people to the camp of the Xinghe Army hoping to win Huang Yi's help.

The cavalry of the Xinghe Army stepped out of the thunder!
In the era when gunpowder was not fully popularized, when artillery fire was not dubbed the prestige of Tianlei.

The rolling sound waves brought by the horseshoes are 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 the cavalry of our Xinghe Army can certainly penetrate the rebel camp in an instant!
And when the artillery positions of the rebels were rushed by the cavalry.

Do you think the rebels still have the energy to control whether Zhu Wannian and his officials are alive?
Don't look like Huang Dazhi has a forthright character, this guy is really delicate in what should be delicate.

The veterans in this group of rebels only accounted for [-]% at most, and their money and interests have worn away their will to fight.

No matter how many days the cannon sounded, those firepower points were fixed for how many days they did not move.The approximate direction each gun is facing, the position of the gun, and even the approximate direction where gunpowder and weapons are stored have been clearly touched.

Of course, even if the rebel artillery kept ringing, Huang Dazhi still had countless plans summed up by the whole team to charge the battle.

What's more, this god-given opportunity, the idiots in the distant position actually stopped their fire for such a long time.

How could Huang Dazhi care whether the officials of the Ming Dynasty were dead or alive.In fact, before Zhu Wannian and others were overthrown by Wuhua Dazhi and before the rebels demanded a lot of money, the stormtrooper led by Huang Dazhi had already started to speed up!
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The shelling for several days was fruitless, and the depression for several days.The rebel gang needs some entertainment, too.

There were laughing voices all around, although Zhu Wannian was tied into a weird posture, he still insisted on holding his head high!

"Kill me! My compatriots and I would rather die than bend our backs! Kill me! My folks in Laizhou City, shoot at me!"

"Charge!" Huang Dazhi shouted.

It's a pity that he didn't have the last dignity of the Ming Dynasty expressed by Zhu Wannian in his eyes.

All he could see were the real cannons in the rebel camp.

And behind him, the guns in the Xinghe Army's position roared for the first time!
"Hey, what's the sound of the cannon?" Li Jiuzheng still had a smile on his face, "Are these boys so impatient? The days of guarding outside the city must be exhausted."

Kong Youde scratched his head beside him, with a look of astonishment on his face, "No, since that time when the gunner cut off one of the ears to warn, how dare these boys shoot the cannon privately?"

Li Jiuzheng 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.

"Ah, run!"

"Where did the cannon come from?"

"Help me, my leg..."

"Whoever pulls me, I will be suppressed by the horse!"

The artillery shells fired from the Xinghe army positions fell on the crowd of rebels.

The power of the rebel army comes from the large number of people, and the root of converting these gathered people into combat power lies in the veterans who hold the line.

In fact, such a team can only fight against the wind.

Huang Yi never thought that these rebels could pose any big threat, not that they were not troublesome, but that the Xinghe Army was trained by him, and he had a clear understanding of the fighting will of this team.

The rebel camp began to step on each other, and the artillery positions of the Xinghe Army, which had to slightly adjust the muzzle every time they fired a shot, spread the panic well.

Scientists Sun Yuanhua, Zhang Tao, and Wang Wei were also beside the cannon cart at this time.

Huang Yi's special explanation made the soldiers of the Xinghe Army who led the troops take great care of the scientists, and 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 is the greatest source of confidence for the entire team, so the commander-in-chief must be erected, and it must be set up big.

No matter how dangerous the coach is, he must wear eye-catching clothes, so that the restless subordinates can see that their coach is still in the formation.

Today, in the eyes of the rebels, it was originally their home field. As a actor on the stage, Li Jiuzheng had no reason to find a substitute.And today his chess piece is not far behind, and the Xinghe army has unknowingly compressed the distance between the two sides in the trench tactics for several days.

"Master Sun, are you sure you can get this distance? Even if you reach it, how accurate can you be?"

Sun Yuanhua literally walked towards the gate of hell, how could he not hate the enemy right in front of his eyes!

But after all, he is a scholar, no matter how much he hates in his heart, he will not swear loudly like a rascal, only those eyes are fixed on the flag in the distance, and all kinds of knowledge are constantly surging in his mind.

"These cannons of the Xinghe Army are all high-end goods sold by the Yi people overseas. They are indeed genuine materials. The cannons made by the craftsmen are always short. Of course, they only dare to Hit within range. If I shoot down, even if I can't kill that dog thief, I will scare him half to death!"

Let's not talk about whether the revenge of the scientists will be effective.

Huang Dazhi has already met the enemy at this time!
The people in the artillery formation of the rebel army had originally received the order to advance the artillery formation and then prepare for the design while the large forces held the Ming Dynasty officials to suppress the formation.

The ghost knows where the elite cavalry coming here like a black wind came out of which corner! !
The rebels who manage the artillery formation are indeed the elite of "Marshal Du".

But so what?

I, Huang Dazhi, like to pick the elite to slaughter!

(End of this chapter)