Daming: Brother, there is no future for monks, let's rebel

Chapter 76 Fierce Artillery!

Seeing this, the rest of the Yuan army was so frightened that their hands and feet went numb.

"Kill!"

Seeing this, Chen Baodao, who had already been on standby, immediately led the elite soldiers of the Selection Front Battalion to lead the charge, followed by the rebel soldiers on the front line.

The battle line that was still crumbling just now was reversed in an instant.

The volunteer army's morale was boosted, and the Yuan army in front of them was screamed again and again.

"go!"

Seeing this, Zhu Han hurriedly moved to the other side with the cannon, and Chen Baodao's forward selection battalion followed closely after opening the situation.

boom! !

boom!
On the anxious front, the roar of artillery sounded from time to time.

Such a light and powerful artillery is the nemesis of all dense formations of infantry.

The Yuan army's offensive momentum was almost contained by Zhu Han's artillery.

Even the fresh troops of the Yuan army rushing out of the mountains and forests on both sides did not survive two rounds of artillery bombardment.

boom!
boom! !

Two rounds of shotgun shooting killed and wounded the most elite soldiers of the Yuan army in front in an instant, and the remaining soldiers of the Yuan army fled away.

"Trash! Don't run!"

Seeing this, General Hardy of the Yuan Army was furious.

As the younger brother of Zhongcheng Aluhui, Hardy would want to bear the notoriety of a cowardly deserter.

He tried his best to boost morale, and led the elite Yuan army to attack the flanks of the rebels.

Zhu Han quickly set his sights on this extremely tenacious and fierce Yuan army general.

"Hu Yiba!" Zhu Han shouted.

"My lord!" Hu Yiba hurried over.

Zhu Han pointed at the Yuan army general in front of him, "That Tartar is very rampant, give him a shot!"

Hu Yiba glanced at it, and it happened to be within the range of the shotgun attack. He only needed to increase the shooting angle, and he should be able to hit it.

"As ordered!"

Hu Yiba hurriedly directed the gunner to load, and then desperately shook the screw to increase the angle of the muzzle.

After confirming the distance again, Hu Yiba immediately lit the fuse.

After a whistling white smoke.

boom!
With a cannon sound, hundreds of shotguns shot straight away.

Hardy, who was screaming and fighting fiercely, felt as if several sledgehammers had hit him, causing him to fall backwards, followed by another burst of severe pain.

Hardy only felt a sharp pain in his legs, stomach and chest, and he lost feeling in one arm.

He wanted to struggle to get up, but when he closed his eyes, he was dead dead immediately.

As soon as Hardy died, the Yuan army on the flank suddenly fell into chaos. Originally, they wanted to attack the flank of the Red Turban army, but now they have become reluctant support.

After a cannon shot, Hardy and his flag disappeared into the chaos.

Seeing it from a distance, Aluhui was immediately terrified!
"Hardy!"

"Red scarf thief, take your life!"

Knowing that his younger brother Hardy was in danger, Aluhui immediately became furious.

He drew his scimitar, ready to lead the army to attack.

"Ahema, rush with me and crush these red scarf thieves!"

Alu Hui gave a loud shout, and led the Yuan army cavalry to charge forward.

As the Yuan army's horn sounded, the infantry in front gave way one after another to facilitate the charge of these cavalry.

The galloping horseshoes shook the ground, and the chaotic front of the rebel army was about to face the deadly charge of the Yuan army cavalry.

Everyone hurriedly drew back their formation, and any single fight in front of the cavalry would be an act of death.

Even so, the rebel army was full of panic.

The momentum of the charge of thousands of cavalry can be described as shocking and coercive.

suddenly!

Just when the soldiers of the Rebel Army were uneasy, a burst of cheers came from the array.

"Marshal Wan Sheng!"

"Long live!"

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Zhu Yuanzhang rode on a horse and waved a long sword to boost morale.

With a calm expression on his face, Zhu Yuanzhang shouted loudly.

"The Tartar's arrow skills are so bad that they only hit my mount!"

Many rebel soldiers originally thought that Marshal Zhu Yuanzhang was shot and killed, and they were full of fear. Now seeing Zhu Yuanzhang appearing intact, all doubts disappeared, and the morale of the rebel soldiers became even higher.

"kill!"

With the roar of the soldiers of the rebel army, all kinds of spears and carbine-repelling guns were erected obliquely in front of the array.

In front of a forest of spears, no matter how fierce the Mongolian cavalry was, they would not dare to bump into them and die.

Seeing that there was no chance, Alu Hui led the cavalry to shoot a round of feather arrows in a hurry, and rushed towards the flank obliquely.

"Marshal, the Tartars are out of action, it's our turn!" Seeing this, Xu Da immediately said to Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Yuanzhang supported two spears behind him and fixed them on the saddle, otherwise he would not be able to maintain his balance at all, and the severe pain did not make him lose his mind.

He observed the battle situation and knew that Xu Da had a point.

The final cavalry charge of the Tartars was also ineffective, indicating that they no longer had the confidence to win.

In addition, Zhu Han used artillery to specifically bombard the most powerful part of the Tazi soldiers, which had already caused their morale to drop.

Now it only takes a strong counterattack to counter the Tartars.

"Xu Da, it's time to fight!"

Zhu Yuanzhang gave an order.

"The last will obey!"

Xu Da clasped his fists excitedly and said.

As the most elite Xiao cavalry of the rebel army and Longxing's pro-army, Xu Da led this force down the mountain like a tiger, and instantly dispersed the Yuan army's front.

The chaotic Yuan army could not reorganize the counterattack at all, and could only let the battle collapse.

Even if there were a few brave generals organizing a counterattack formation, the artillery commanded by Zhu Han would immediately appear and bombard the dense formation.

The flesh and blood of the Yuan army is no match for the artillery. After several struggles, no one in the Yuan army dared to fight back.

"Failed!"

"Run!"

"Escape!"

Amidst the screams of panic, the Mongolian Yuan infantry was completely defeated.

Alu Hui led the Mongolian cavalry to fight on the flanks, preparing to go around and attack the Red Scarf Army, but suddenly saw a scene of great defeat in front of them.

"Failed?"

Aluhui was not willing to accept this fact at all.

He still has more than 3000 Mongolian and Semu iron cavalry in his hands, so how can it be said that he has already lost.

"Ahema!" Aluhui roared angrily, ready to let Ahema lead his army to attack the Red Turban's flank desperately, maybe they could save the defeat.

However, Ahema, who was always obedient, refused this order.

"My lord, the morale of the rebel army has been greatly increased, and there are those terrible firecrackers. We can't fight any more. It is better to go back to Chuzhou and rely on the city!"

Alu Hui was about to yell and curse, when he turned his head and saw that all the soldiers had the same expressions as Ahema.

He knew that he had really lost this battle.

"My lord, if you don't leave, it will be too late!"

Ahma pointed to the distance and said loudly.

Alu Hui looked up, and saw that a group of elite soldiers from the Red Turban Army had pierced through the formation of the defeated Yuan army, and rushed straight into Qingyuan Town.

Once the Red Scarf Army occupied Qingyuan Town, the three thousand cavalry of Aluhui and the others would be unable to escape, and could only go to drill the valley.

In the ravine, there is no food, grass and supplies, and walking for two or three days is a dead end.

Seeing this, Aluhui could only grit his teeth and order.

(End of this chapter)