Chapter 470 I have a plan to kill Hong Ni! (please order, vote)

On the Taiping Army's artillery position, Winsterwhite held the red turban tightly in his hand, almost twisting out water, and his eyes were burning with fanatical religious flames, as if they could ignite the air. He is not the homeless man who is scrambling to die on the streets of London and has no sense of existence. Now he is a devout warrior fighting for God's second son and fourth son, and is simply a crusader who travels through time and space! As soon as Yang Xiuqing's order to open fire came, his face instantly twisted, and he shouted at the top of his voice: "Let's fire!" The sound was like shaking the entire battlefield.

Fifty-four 9-pound foreign cannons had already been fully charged and were ready to go in the cannon base behind the Taiping Army's trench defense line. At this time, it was like hearing a charge horn. They roared almost at the same time, and their muzzles spewed out flames. The scene was like a group of fire-breathing dragons roaring.

However, these cannons did not aim at the Qing army's artillery array to suppress it, but pointed the guns at the Qing army infantry that had just completed. These poor infantry were less than a thousand meters away from the Taiping army's artillery, and the broken rifles in their hands could not reach the Taiping army's artillery at all. However, the shells fired by the 9-pound cannon seemed to have eyes, and they could bounce up after landing, forming a terrible jumper, rushing around the Qing army's infantry group, and wherever they went, flesh and blood flew everywhere.

In the dense queue of the Qing army, straight "death passages" appeared in the blink of an eye. No one on the flight of the shells was spared, and they were all knocked to the ground like being cut wheat. The smell of blood instantly spread across the front of the Qing army's front line, and the wailing sounds of dying soldiers came one after another, like a terrifying symphony.

Those who were pushed to the front as cannon fodder were all trainees under Zeng Guofan, Yuan Jiasan, and Du Han. In the Qing army sequence, their status was lower than that of the Han army in the Eight Banners New Army. They were definitely "second-class men" or even "third-class men". The specific level depends on how the Green Camp soldiers lined up. Anyway, they were the lives of cannon fodder. These unlucky men from Hunan, Shandong, and Anhui just drank talisman water stupidly and shouted at the top of their throats, "Sage Kong, blessed, invulnerable swords and guns." But now, the Taiping Army on the opposite side did not even fire a gun, and they just fired a few shots, and they fell down in rows, dying so miserable and bloody. Those who were pierced by shells or cut off their heads half-pulled, probably no time to regret it, but those who were half dead and not dead for the time being stopped and were immediately infuriated.

"This is not possible. Why doesn't Confucius bless us? The Qing Dynasty is about to end..."

"Damn it, this Analects of Confucius can't stop the shells at all!"

"We're not doing it anymore, that little bit of money, why do you ask me to block the cannon for those flag-men?"

As people's hearts were about to disperse, these "scholars" in the military training ranks quickly stood up to put out the fire.

"Don't make a noise, who dares to disobey military orders and behead them!"

"It's not that Saint Kong doesn't bless you, but that you don't read well, so you will recite a few sentences of "The Analects of Confucius"? Have you read the Four Books and Five Classics? You can't do anything, and you still want Saint Kong to bless you, so how easy it is?"

"The emperor said, if you fight to Yangzhou, you will ask you to steal it enough... I will hold it tightly and shout with me: Saint Kong bless you! Protect the Qing Dynasty and destroy the foreign countries! You are invulnerable to swords and guns..."

These military training are based on the principle of military training, relying on the relationship between clans, village party members, students, and classmates. The scholars of the army in each battalion are very strong with the camp and are also very prestigious scholars. When they make such a noise, they will pull out a few more people who escape in the battle and chop their heads on the spot, and they will really stabilize the people's hearts for the time being. However, this is the temporary. If these military training soldiers are forced to be bombarded, it won't take long to make the morale of the team completely collapse.

Let’s look at the Taiping Army. The advanced experience of squatting in the 21st century was very useful! As soon as the artillery shells of the Qing army "Blessed by Saint Kong" fell, the Taiping Army was like a group of flexible rabbits. When they retreated, they all hid in the pit. With trenches and low walls, let alone Saint Kong blessed, even if Saint Kong personally traveled over to control artillery, it would be difficult to hurt the Taiping Army hiding in the pit. So as soon as the artillery battles on both sides began, the Taiping Army had the upper hand. This is the power of advanced tactics!

"Good fight! Great fight, hahaha..." Hong Xiuquan, who was standing on the "armored sedan chair" watching the battle, was so happy that he almost flew up, dancing with his hands and feet. He had no idea that most of the people on the battlefield were squatting. He, his female soldier and sedan chairmen were still wandering outside, especially he, who was standing on a super conspicuous armored sedan chair carried by sixty-four people. This target was brighter than the lighthouse in the dark.

On the other end, Xianfeng, who was standing on the command of Wanglou, had his face cramped. The Taiping Army was too cunning, right? When did they dig a trench behind their backs that could hide from shells? When they were shooting later, they wouldn't be huddled in the trench and lean against the short earth wall? If this is true, it would be difficult for the Qing Dynasty soldiers to break through. Could it be that the Orthodox God, Confucius, the ancestor of the Three Qing Dynasties, and the power of the Buddha, could not beat the Heavenly Father of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom? When Xianfeng thought of this, he calmly opened his face and turned to look at the charlatan behind him. His face became colder and colder, so cold that he could freeze to death.

"Your Majesty, I have a plan to defeat Hong Ni!" Just as Emperor Xianfeng's face became more and more scary, someone suddenly said something came out. Xianfeng looked in the voice and found that it was the Tupolev foreign lama. This foreign lama had just been huddling in the corner, holding a telescope and looking around, observing the situation on the battlefield. It seemed that he had discovered some fighter plane.

"Let me tell me quickly!" Xianfeng asked immediately.

Tupolev leaned forward a few steps, came to Xianfeng, raised his hand and pointed to the lonely sedan chair on the battlefield in the distance: "Your Majesty, look... it is Hong Xiuquan's sedan chair. If we can pull the cannon group over, even if we concentrate one or twenty cannons, it is very likely to kill Hong Xiuquan! Even if we can't kill him, as long as the conspicuous sedan is smashed, the enemy can be messed up. As long as they are in chaos, we can use our superior forces to attack Hong Ni's position again! As long as Hong Ni dies, the Qing Dynasty will win this war!"

"Okay!" Xianfeng's eyes lit up, and he thought Tupolev had a good idea, but he immediately frowned again, "But Hong Ni is not stupid, how could he watch us pull the cannon over?"

Tupolev smiled and said, "Master, we can deploy this way..."

"Dongdongdongdongdongdongdong..." The dull fighting drum sounded like thunder, and came from behind Jin Aduo and Zhao Sanduo. At the same time, there were also messengers holding the order flags. Jin Aduo took the tickets handed over by the order soldiers, looked carefully, shouted "De-order" at the top of the voice, and then ran to the front of the first row of the team like a gust of wind, pulled out his waist knife, pointed forward and shouted: "The whole camp... move forward!"

He was followed by two "suona soldiers". With his command, the harsh and rhythmic sound of suona immediately sounded. In the first row of the Eight Banners New Army commanded by Jin Aduo, there was a tall flag bearer holding a yellow-clad military flag. When the flag bearer saw Jin Adu draw his sword and leaned forward, he also tilted the military flag forward, and then walked forward with big stances.

Because Zhao Sanduo replaced the Eight Banners young soldiers, he was standing in the last row now. Seeing the brothers in front of him stepping forward, he quickly followed.

There were eleven battalions forward with the battalion commanded by Jin Aduo, including five new Eight Banners and six Jianjian barracks! In this wave of attack, there were twelve battalions, a total of six thousand people! The 6,000 Qing soldiers were divided into two routes, each of which was six battalions with the Jian army in front and the Banner army behind, and they pressed up to the left and right wings of the Taiping Army.

At the same time, the Qing army cannons deployed in the middle route also opened fire and smashed shells onto the Taiping Army one after another. The other ten battalions of Qing army infantry formed a formation behind the artillery positions. All the Mongolian cavalry under Senggelinqin also dispatched, and ten battalions of cavalry formations were set up on both sides of the Qing army front. All the cavalry were holding rifles or scimitars, with the tips of the spears, and the blades shone coldly in the winter sun, which made people shudder.

As the Qing army began to launch the first wave of offensives, Hong Xiuquan, who was located behind the left wing of the Taiping Army, was very calm. In front of him were the trenches and defenders of the Taiping Army, the left wing was a canal, and the Qing army could not get through at all. The right wing was the militia and militia who were sweating and digging the second trench, which was very safe.

The shells kept exploding above the Qing army's heads, but they still pressed step by step with steady steps. Hong Xiuquan held the golden hoop and beat the magic stick tightly, his knuckles turned white, but his hands still couldn't help but tremble slightly.

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The Qing army today is completely different from what they encountered in Hengshan County two years ago. It seems to be much stronger and can actually advance steadily under the bombardment of Taiping Army artillery!

"Cracking." In an instant, the dense gunshots like fried beans suddenly rang out, and the Taiping Army soldiers hiding in the trenches decisively opened fire! The foreign guns in their hands were renovated and fired by Minie bullets. Although they were fifty or sixty steps away from the Qing army, they were like sharp sickles, ruthlessly cutting down the Qing army rushing in front, and the blood instantly dyed the land red.

Seeing this, the Qing army immediately stopped and started shooting. The military flags quickly turned from high to flattening. In an instant, the bullets rushed towards the Taiping Army's trenches like heavy rain. The bullets splashed layers of dust around the trenches. Although there were very few Taiping soldiers hit, the smoke from the muskets and cannons on both sides had quickly spread on the battlefield, and the pungent smell of gunpowder was suffocating.

As the visibility of the battlefield dropped sharply, everything became blurred, life and death were only in a flash, and every flash made people feel worried, and they didn't know what fatal danger would come next moment.
Chapter completed!