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Chapter seven hundred and thirty eight shooting empty guns

The Jiangning army suddenly began to gather and approach Heisha Ridge. This action not only terrified the Qing army on Heisha Ridge, but also made the Liaodong Army generals behind them nervous, and some people began to whisper.

"Why did the Jiangning Army suddenly attack? Although the shelling effect was pretty good just now, the Qing army on Heisha Ridge was not severely damaged. If you attack like this, you may have a lot of casualties!"

"Who knows, maybe the Jiangning Army has some skills that we don't know." Some people also said with some doubts.

Wu Sangui, who was mixed with the generals, quietly came to Zu Dashou and asked, "Uncle, is the Jiangning Army so confident that he can take down Heisha Ridge in one fell swoop?"

Zu Dashou glanced at Wu Sangui and scolded: "Speak less and read more, don't be too troublesome. It would be great if the Jiangning Army could take Heisha Ridge in one fell swoop. If we can't take it, we can also figure out the details of the army. Do you understand?"

Wu Sangui nodded in agreement. Jiang is still old and his uncle is right.

If the Jiangning Army's attack can work this time, it will be better. The Liaodong army can follow behind and take advantage of the situation to break in. If the Jiangning Army's attack is not effective, there will be no losses. Why not do it?

It has to be said that the idea of ​​Zu Dashou and Wu Sangui also represents the ideas of most generals of the Liaodong Army. After all, people are animals that seek benefits and avoid harm. However, a small number of people do not think so.

Seeing that the Jiangning Army launched an attack so quickly, Sun Chengzong said to Yang Feng with a serious expression: "Marty Jiangning, is this move too rash? The Qing army did not receive a severe injury under the shelling just now. Moreover, they still have a lot of muskets and cannons. If they forcefully attack, there will be a lot of casualties!"

"Yes, Marquis."

Zhao Rujiao, who was standing aside, also said with some concern: "The Tartars occupy the advantage of the territory, and we are a feint attack, and we are innately at a disadvantage. As long as we think about it, we should do a few more rounds of artillery attacks and then attack."

A hint of relief flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, and he smiled and said, "Governor, General Zhao doesn't have to worry. This marquis naturally knows the power of firearms, but everything has limitations, and firearms are no exception. Besides, this attack is just a test, so you don't have to worry."

"Test?"

Sun Chengzong and Zhao Rujiao couldn't help but look at the Jiangning Army's posture. This time the attack involved at least one battalion of troops of 5,000. Is it necessary to use such a large formation to test? I am a little scholar, don't lie to me.

Seeing the expressions of the two, Yang Feng knew that the other party must be suspicious, and stopped talking after a smile.

Just as the few people were talking, teams of soldiers wearing iron armor were lined up in neat formations. The soldiers holding muskets suddenly dispersed in a scattered formation, and then slowed down toward the mountain.

After seeing the actions of the Jiangning Army, all the Liaodong Army generals watching the battle behind were in an uproar. In their impression, the most important thing in fighting was the formation. Once the formation was broken or broken, it would be equivalent to defeat.

Now that the Jiangning Army has broken up its own formation, this action seems to them to commit suicide.

In fact, it was not just the generals of the Liaodong Army, but even the Qing army on the mountain was stunned by the actions of the Jiangning Army.

Although he was covered in dust by the artillery fire of the Jiangning Army just now, Du Du also widened his eyes and saw him pulling Tong Yangxing's arm and shouting: "Tong Yangxing, you immediately order the Ming army to be bombarded with artillery!"

"Master Beile, no!" Tong Yangxing said with a bitter face: "Now the Ming army is too close to us, and we are at the foot of the mountain, so our artillery is not reachable at all."

"What, can't you reach?"

Du Du couldn't help but be furious, but he quickly lowered his voice and said angrily: "Since the cannon cannot be fired, the musket soldiers that His Majesty spent a lot of money to be able to fight. Don't tell me that the musket soldiers in your hands are all good things."

"I see!"

Tong Yangxing gritted his teeth and shouted, "Tell me my general order, all the firearm battalions gathered and entered the trench!"

With Tong Yangxing's order, the musket soldiers who were originally hiding everywhere were summoned by officers at all levels and entered the preset trench.

Seeing a musket soldier wearing light armor entering the position from afar, all the Liaodong Army generals who were watching the battle in the distance became nervous.

Since equipped with the brown bells provided by Yang Feng, the Liaodong Army generals who were originally biased against the firearms have finally realized the power of the firearms. The effective range of the brown bells provided by Yang Feng can reach 80 to 100 meters.

One layer of armor can be penetrated at a distance of 100 meters. Even the vest soldiers wearing three layers of heavy armor cannot resist the invasion of lead bullets, and they are extremely powerful.

Now the Qing army is condescending again, and the Liaodong Army is launching a backlash attack, so it is naturally at a disadvantage. It seems that the Jiangning Army will suffer a great loss.

Everyone didn't even dare to breathe. Those with Qianlijing were nervously observing the movements on Heisha Ridge. Those without Qianlijing could only open their eyes and observe with their naked eyes.

"I've gone up, the Jiangning Army is about to go up to the hillside." An eyed officer suddenly pointed ahead and shouted.

"Roar up...rush up..."

Many people stared at the mountainside, clenched their fists, and kept shouting in a low voice.

On the Heisha Ridge, many Qing soldiers held weapons and looked at the Jiangning Army who were slowly pushing up from the foot of the mountain, showing confusion in their eyes. Why didn't the superiors launch a counterattack? Wouldn't it be bad if the Jiangning Army was allowed to come up?

"Bang……"

A low sound of musket broke the silence. With the sound of the gunshot, a sound of fried beans suddenly sounded halfway up the mountain. With the thick white smoke, lead bullets shot quickly towards the foot of the mountain.

"Be careful...avoid moving forward!"

On the hillside, a 100-man who was bending over and moving forward carefully shouted loudly. With his voice, the soldiers bent their waists lower, while many people kept relying on the bunker to cross their arms.

The Jiangning Army's offensive actions not only stunned the generals of the Liaodong Army at the foot of the mountain, but also surprised Du Du on the mountain, because he found that the first wave of shooting just now did not cause much damage to the Jiangning Army. Only a few unlucky sergeants were hit and were quickly carried down.

"How did this fool Tong Yangxing train soldiers? Thousands of people opened fire together and only hit so many people. Could it be that they were all blind?"

In fact, what Du Du didn't know was that Tong Yangxing in the distance was also cursing.

"Bastard, who just started the fire first? Stand out and I'm going to peel him off!"

In fact, the shooting just now was not an order given by Tong Yangxing, but someone who accidentally pulled the trigger. As a result, the already nervous musketeers around him also opened fire.
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