"Let's go, kill the Tartars!"
With a wave of the Qin Emperor's sword, all the soldiers stood at attention.
"Kill the Tartars!"
roar ~
Under the leadership of the officer, regiment after regiment left the square. Every soldier's face was filled with determination, and their morale was as high as a volcano that was about to erupt.
The spirit of the army had already appeared. As long as he continued to win, the invincible iron army would be born in his hands. It would become his sharpest spear and wipe out all enemies for him.
Power…power…was indeed as addictive as drugs.
Qin Jun sat on Black Wind's back and squinted his eyes in intoxication.
Drive!
From today onwards, he was going to break Qianlong's claws one by one and make this bastard who dared to call himself the Ten Complete Old Man live in fear.
……
20 kilometers northwest of Spring City, Cattle Mountain.
Ming Rui led the army and set off at dawn. They arrived at the Cow Herding Mountain from two different directions at almost the same speed as Qin Jun. They confronted each other two kilometers away.
The Artillery Regiment took down more than 500 mortars of various calibers from ox-carts, carriages, or horses. They quickly assembled the 60-caliber mortar in front, the 80-caliber mortar in the middle, and the 120-caliber mortar behind.
The 200 120-caliber mortars with a range of close to eight kilometers would take the lead. When the Tartar army was cut off from the rear and had no choice but to charge forward, the 80-caliber mortars would cover and bombard the Tartar army to eliminate their effective strength. The final 60-caliber mortars and infantry would cooperate to finish the battle. This was Qin Jun's simple and crude artillery tactics.
On the other side.
The Tartar army was also setting up cannons.
102 cannons of various sizes were lined up in a row. Among them, 40 Red Specters with an effective range of 1500 meters and a maximum range of 2.5 kilometers began to load gunpowder into the solid iron balls.
"General, the Red Cannon is ready. Shall we attack?”
Ming Rui put down his clairvoyant and shook his head."" The bandits are at least four miles away from us. Although the Red Cannon can shoot for five miles, the bullets can't do much damage beyond three miles. They can't threaten the bandits…"
Whoosh whoosh ~
Before he could finish his words, an ear-piercing screech resounded through the sky, as if a horn from hell had been blown. Ming Rui raised his head in horror, and a hail-like cannonball flew over his head and smashed into the back of the army formation.
The destruction had begun, and what awaited them was hell.
Boom! Boom!
The sound of explosions continued. 200 120-caliber mortars fired from different directions at the same time, cutting off the escape route, instantly turning a few kilometers into a sea of fire.
Ah!
Help! I…Boom ~
Run, quickly dodge!
Broken limbs were sent flying, and many people were blown into pieces. They flew into the sky along with soil, gravel, and grass, and then fell down.
With Lavvich's improved explosives, a 120mm shell could kill an astonishing 50 meters.
The effect of the group bombardment was very good. The 200 mortars had only fired five rounds each, and the Tartar army, which was standing very densely, was killed and injured by thousands of people. The ground was covered with mutilated corpses, and the soldiers in front were scared out of their wits. They subconsciously ran forward in an attempt to escape.
Chaos!
It was a complete mess!
Tens of thousands of people were running and shouting. No matter how Ming Rui scolded them, they couldn't stop. They could only be pushed closer and closer to the Qin army.
Little did they know that an even more terrifying disaster was about to arrive.
"Fire!"
From a kilometer away, hundreds of Type 80 and Type 60 mortars opened fire one after another. The artillery shells flew into the sky and covered the ground like a huge net.
Boom! Boom!
The ground was shaking, and the 20000 new recruits of the Qin army stared in front of them with their mouths agape. They were shocked by the carpet bombing of the artillery, and they couldn't help but secretly rejoice that they were in the Qin army camp. Otherwise, they would definitely die without a complete corpse.
Three hundred meters!
"Everyone, listen up. Target the Tartars in front of you. Fire at will. Take aim and fire one shot at a time. Don't waste bullets.”
Da da…da…bang ~
The machine gunner was used to firing in bursts. He pulled the trigger and then released it again, saving bullets. The rifleman was the same. He calmly aimed at the target before firing.
When the 30,000 to 40,000 Tartar soldiers who had escaped the artillery fire entered the 300-meter range, more than 20,000 98K and MG42s opened fire at the same time. In an instant, the Tartar soldiers who did not have time to catch their breath were beaten up. The hot bullets easily broke through their leather and cotton armor. Pu, pu, pu... their flesh and blood were torn apart, and their internal organs were crushed. Some of them were even hit by seven or eight machine gun bullets, turning into a sieve.
Slaughter, kill!
The new recruits finally knew how the 5000 men of the 1st Regiment had wiped out the Ming Rui Army. Because in less than 10 minutes, 30,000 to 40,000 Tartar corpses were strewn all over the place, and less than 1,000 people survived.
The Green Camp soldiers made up 70% of the Tartar army. When the war started, they thought that they would definitely be able to destroy the Qin army. After all, the power of the Tartars was deeply rooted in their minds.
Unfortunately, in less than an hour, the 80,000-strong army was completely wiped out and could not even resist.
" Surrender…We surrender…Don't kill, please don't kill, sob "
" Don't kill us. We're also Han Chinese. Han Chinese don't kill Han Chinese…"
"Surrender…"
Qin Jun ignored them and ordered coldly.
"Kill, kill them all!"
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