Mo Ru showed his power

"Push up the red cannon!"

When Haoge returned to the front, he happened to see Shang Kexi hesitating and shouted fiercely.

After Geng Zhongming died in battle, the Han army flag was headed by Shang Kexi. The biggest expectation of the Tatars for the Han army flag was of course the artillery team. The original artillery team was divided into two and was commanded by Geng Zhongming and Shang Kexi. Now, the artillery teams are concentrated in Shang Kexi's hands.

The Tatars' second attack had a considerable expectation for the artillery team. If the artillery team could open the wall of Dongjiabao, victory would be just around the corner. All the senior officials of the Great Jin Army believed that it would be quite easy to explode the wall of Dongjiabao with the power of the red-clothed cannon. As long as the wall of Dongjiabao was broken and the Great Jin army infantry following behind could swarm.

However, Haoge regretted that Shang Kexi and his artillery team were not ready to move forward seven or eight miles away from Dongjiabao. If Haoge was not angry, it would be strange. If he was seven or eight miles away, he could not even see the city walls of Dongjiabao clearly, and he still hoped to hit it accurately? These fearless guys are obviously avoiding the battle!

"Abide by the order!"

Shang Kexi and others hurriedly pushed the red-clothed cannon up.

At this time, the red-clothed cannon shells of the Tiger Army were raging in the sky, constantly falling into the Tartars' crowds, causing certain casualties from time to time. The Tartars' attack this time were very powerful, and the entire field was full of Tartars' men. The solid bullets fell and they really hit a lot of people.

Although he knew that the chance of hitting them directly by the solid bullet was very low, Shang Kexi and others still felt uneasy. It is hard to say that the iron lump is a thing. No one knows whether it will suddenly hit him. It is definitely not possible to survive within the range of the iron lump without strong nerves.

The walls of Dongjiabao are too short, which is actually not a good thing for the red-clothed cannon. The walls are too short, so it is difficult to hit directly. The ballistics of the red-clothed cannon are quite straight, and when hit directly, they are very powerful. This is the main reason why it can destroy the city wall. If a tall city wall like Jinzhou can hit directly from a distance, it can hit directly. However, Dongjiabao cannot.

Shang Kexi carefully calculated that to directly hit the city wall of Dongjiabao, the red-clothed cannon must be shortened to at least three hundred feet. The distance of three hundred feet, that is, two miles, is already within the shooting range of ordinary Folang machine cannons. At the same time, the grape bullets fired by the red-clothed cannon of the Tiger Army cannon can also cover them. In other words, the risk is not ordinary.

It would be fine to deterrent from the Flang machine cannon, but the grape bullets of the opponent's red-clothed cannon are not a joke. There is still a problem with the probability of solid bullets. As long as they are not particularly lucky, they will generally not be hit. But grape bullets are different. In front of grape bullets, unless they are particularly lucky and are one that is so good that it is a rare type, otherwise it is basically impossible to avoid the attack of grape bullets.

"Old Mo, keep Shang Kexi behind."

Liu Chenzi, who was specifically responsible for observing the entire battlefield and commanding artillery shooting, found that the artillery of the Tatar Han army flag seemed to be close, so he quietly reminded Mo Ru.

Mo Ru's red-clothed cannons were the killer weapon of the Hu Ben Army. Their main purpose was to curb the red-clothed cannons of the Tartars and block the Tartars' approach. Among them, the first purpose was the most important. In any case, the red-clothed cannons of the Tartars should not be allowed to directly bombard the walls of Dongjiabao. Even if the walls of Dongjiabao were reinforced, they could not withstand the direct bombardment of the red-clothed cannons.

"good!"

Mo Ru calmly agreed.

Of course he knew his responsibilities. Therefore, he was always alert to the movement of red cannons on the Tatar Han flag. The artillery of the Tiger Ben Army was equipped with a lot of Qianli mirrors, and even the most ordinary cannon captains were equipped with Qianli mirrors. Dozens of pairs of eyes staring at the enemy, and it was absolutely impossible for the Tatars to escape the net.

"Solid bullet!"

"Prepare to shoot!"

"Shooting Area: Fifteen Geng!"

Mo Ru issued a deep order.

Because the red-clothed cannons of the Tartars were moving and could not be fired, if they did not seize this opportunity and give the Tartars artillery a profound lesson, Mo Ru would not be Mo Ru. Shang Kexi's artillery team was currently located in the 15th Geng. The fields in front of the Dongjiabao of Brigadier General Zhang were divided into areas. Mo Ru quickly calculated the shooting angle based on the area and then gave the relevant shooting data.

"preparation!"

"put!"

Mo Ru calmly waved the pennant.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The red-clothed cannon fired one after another, and the loud noise shook the sky.

One by one, the shells were fiercely smashed towards Shang Kexi's position.

"Bang!"

A loud noise suddenly came from Shang Kexi's side.

Shou, who was shocked, turned around quickly and found that it was a solid bullet hitting the barrel, which immediately knocked the barrel down. Obviously, this was the solid bullet fired by the Hu Ben Army, which just hit the barrel. Although the barrel was only knocked down from the outside and there was no big problem inside. However, this was enough to make Shang Kexi feel frightened. Because he was sad to find that he had been honored to be targeted by the red cannon of the Hu Ben Army. No matter from any angle, this was definitely not a good thing.

Shang Kexi quickly checked around. Sure enough, he found that there were more than a dozen people around him who were injured. In the nearby fields, there were more than a dozen iron lumps that were deeply smashed into the soil. Needless to say, these iron lumps were all aimed at them. But they were lucky and were not hit.

This fully shows that they were being cared about by the red cannons of the Hu Ben Army. If they continue to move forward, they must be bombed by the other party's red cannons. They had such good luck just now, which does not mean that they will have such good luck in the future. No one can guarantee whether they can enter a distance of three hundred feet smoothly. They are still two miles away from their ideal artillery positions. These two miles away are at the gates of hell!

What's even more terrible is that the red-clothed cannon can shoot grape bullets about three miles away. In other words, if they enter three miles from Dongjiabao, they will have to withstand the attack of the Hu Ben Army grape bullets. Compared with solid bullets, the killing area of ​​grape bullets is much larger, and it is basically impossible to avoid them. If you can't hit you the first time, you may hit you the second time. In the first time, behind the second time, there is a third time, and the fourth time... If you can't hit you five times in a row, then congratulations, you are not a human being, you are a god!

Maybe, all of them would be knocked down by grape bombs. You can't take such a risk. Shang Kexi didn't want to die before he could succeed. He decided to fire here. As for whether he could hit the city wall of Dongjiabao directly, he didn't care about so much.

"Stop moving forward!"

"Fire on the spot!"

Shang Kexi weighed for a moment and started yelling loudly.

Keep moving forward, there are so many dangers. It is better to fire here to curb the power of the Tiger Ben Army cannons. His current distance is about four miles away from Dongjiabao. At this distance, if you fight accurately, you can also destroy the walls of Dongjiabao. Of course, the chance of not being hit is higher.

The artillery soldiers of the Han army flag immediately unloaded the cannons on the spot, then set up the cannons and prepared to shoot. Their thoughts were the same. Continue to move forward, the risk was too great. There was no need to sacrifice their lives for the Tartars! Even if they had no life, it would be useless to say anything else!

However, Haoge stopped doing it. It was clearly a distance of three hundred feet, so how could he fire the artillery here? Although he didn't know the key points of artillery shooting, he also knew that the distance was too far and he couldn't hit it at all. It was like an arrow from the Great Jin army. The distance was so far, how could he shoot?

If the artillery team cannot successfully explode the wall of Dongjiabao, the attack of the Jin army's infantry will increase a lot of difficulty. The wall of Dongjiabao looks only three meters high, but it is quite insurmountable. Especially the explosive pack of the Hu Ben Army is too fatal. As long as you can avoid this level, no matter how much the price you pay, Haoge is willing.

Haoge must come over and shouted loudly: "Shang Kexi, what are you doing?"

Shang Kexi hurriedly explained.

Haoge said hard: "No! You must push it in front!"

Shang Kexi still had to argue, but suddenly shut up immediately.

It turned out that Haoge held his waist knife with one hand, his face was as gloomy as water, his eyes were glittering, and he said coldly: "Do you want your head?"

Shang Kexi's face was bitter and he didn't dare to say anything. Under Haoge's surveillance, he had to order the cannons to continue loading and then advancing towards Dongjiabao. The soldiers of the Han army flag had to continue loading the dismantled cannons onto the carriage and then continue moving forward. At this moment, their mood was really conceivable.

Haoge sent a small team of personal soldiers to supervise the rear and strictly prohibited the artillery team from retreating. Later, he felt that it was not enough, so he sent a small team of personal soldiers to lead the way in the front. Two teams of personal soldiers, one in front and one behind, sandwiched Shang Kexi's artillery team in the middle, so that Shang Kexi had no chance to move away.

Shang Kexi and others had no choice but to move forward obediently. Along the way, they had greeted Haoge's parents many times. Haoge clearly wanted them to go up and die! Thinking of entering the range of grape bullets of the red-clothed cannon of the Tiger Army, Shang Kexi and others' faces were ashamed. Every time they moved forward, they felt like they were a little closer to hell.

"Mo Ru?"

Liu Chenzi found that the red-clothed cannon of the Tartars was still moving forward, and he seemed to be reluctant to give up until he got close to Dongjiabao. He couldn't help but quietly remind Mo Ru again.

If the red-clothed cannons of the Tartars were allowed to shoot close, the walls of Dongjiabao could not stop the direct shooting of the red-clothed cannons. Without the cover of the walls, the Tartars infantry would rush forward. This is very dangerous, and the artillery battalion must not allow such a situation.

"Don't worry, they can't get up."

Mo Ru held up a thousand-mile mirror, stared at the movements of the Tartar artillery team, and said calmly.

Mo Ru could see Shang Kexi's actions clearly. Mo Ru also guessed Shang Kexi's thoughts. However, the hit rate of the solid bullet was too low, and shooting at such a long distance was a bit of a waste of artillery shells. He was waiting for Shang Kexi to enter the range of the grape bullet. As long as the opponent entered the range of the grape bullet, they would be dead.

This is also true. It is purely because he is seeking death by himself. Even though he knows that the grape bullets of the red-clothed cannon are very long, he still rushed up without hesitation. Why didn’t these traitors be brave when they were the Ming army? After surrendering to the Tartars, they all seemed to be injected with chicken blood, and they were not afraid of death. They were born with traitors! Such people are not to be cherished!

Seven hundred feet...

Six hundred feet...

Five hundred feet...

"preparation!"

"put!"

Mo Ru immediately waved the flag in his hand.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The red-clothed cannon roared and shot out grape bullets, covering the direction of Shang Kexi.

Dozens of grape bombs scattered in the sky and turned into a dense rain of bullets, like black moving clouds, pressing down hard on Shang Kexi's forehead.

Shang Kexi immediately realized something was wrong, so he quickly turned his body and got under the carriage. The other Han flag soldiers also realized that it was wrong and got under the carriage. Only a small group of personal soldiers from Haoge were completely unmoved. It was not that they did not know the danger of grape bombs, but that they did not know how to avoid it.

"Puff puff puff!"

"Puff puff puff!"

"Puff puff puff!"

The dense marbles kept falling, covering the entire artillery team of the Han army flag.

Screams rang one after another, and a large number of people and war horses were hit. There was splattering blood everywhere. I don’t know whose body it was splattered, nor do I know whether it was human blood or horse blood. The splattered marbles were attacked indiscriminately. As long as you blocked its way forward, it would make you look good.

Except for those traitors who were clever and hiding under the carriage quickly, the other traitors were all knocked into a dizzy turn by marbles. It would be fine if the person was beaten to death, but he had no feeling of death. But many people were just injured and did not die. They were on the ground in pain, moaning and struggling constantly, trying to find a place to hide.

They knew very well that after the first round of grape bombs, there would be the second round and the third round... If they didn't find a place to hide now, the subsequent grape bombs would send them all to hell. However, in the empty fields, where would they have the opportunity to hide? How many people can hide under the carriage?

The worst was naturally the small team of personal soldiers from Haoge. They were just covered with marbles. After the marbles splattered, they all fell down, and they were all bloody and bleak. They didn't even have time to scream, and they completely died. No matter how good the armor on their bodies was, they were completely tofu in front of the red-clothed cannon. How could the flesh and blood body resist the power of the red-clothed cannon?

The war horses of these personal soldiers were also knocked down, and they kept screaming on the ground. Many war horses pulling cannons were also knocked down, and they also screamed on the ground. The war horses pulling carts were knocked down, and some carts also fell over. The cannons on the carts also rolled down. The heavy gun barrels rolled on the ground, and no matter what was ahead, they were crushed over. Some wounded people were lying on the ground, but they were crushed to death.

"Back back!"

"Back back!"

"Back back!"

Shang Kexi shouted in panic.

If he didn't retreat, the more grapes of the Hu Ben Army bounced down, and their losses would be even heavier. He had known for a long time that the Hu Ben Army would definitely not let them approach Dongjiabao easily, which is something that idiots knew. As a result, Haoge, the idiot, wanted them to get closer. Haoge's order was purely to ask them to commit suicide.

In fact, the second round of grape bombs of the Hu Ben Army artillery quickly came down. The surviving crowd was knocked down again. More corpses and wounded lay on the ground, and more blood was flowing. I don’t know what happened, but the Mongolian cavalry tried to pass through them. As a result, the grape bombs fell down and knocked them to the ground. As a result, the scene became more disarray, more chaotic, and more depressed.
To be continued...