？Not long after, Lin Feng led his troops to drag the old man back. Walking in the deserted fields, under the lead of the scouts, they headed east to look for the old Hui soldiers..
After walking 17 or 18 miles to the east, the scouts reported that the old Hui's camp was just four miles ahead. Riding on his horse, he looked up and saw the huge camp of the old Hui people. More and more scouts gathered around them, and the scouts of the vanguard selection group could no longer extend their reach.
From time to time, gunshots could be heard in front of them. It was the scouts of the Vanguard Selection Group who had started shooting at the old Hui's horse.
After the scouts were gone, they stopped the vanguard selection team from advancing. Instead, they had the soldiers load their rifles and form a semi-circle formation on a slightly higher mound. The entire formation was one side of a semicircle. There were three layers of soldiers on the side, and the middle of the protruding side of the semicircle faced the old Hui soldiers. He also asked the artillery to unload the cannons from the cannons and arrange them on the two wings of the semi-circular array.
The soldiers who were in charge of adjusting the cannons stood on the highest point of the mound to observe the landing point of the shells. Then, the artillery began to bombard the old Hui military camp.
The artillery used the moment to measure the distance between the old Hui rebel camp and the artillery, and used the handgun gauge to measure the elevation and adjust the angle of the artillery. After calculating the amount of gunpowder, he tore open a bag of gunpowder with a fixed weight and loaded it into the cannon. He used a wooden ram to pound the gunpowder, put in a solid shell, and then pounded it again. Then, the artillery poured a little gunpowder into the ignition at the end of the cannon as a gunpowder. Then, the artillery stood on both sides of the cannon, and the gunner installed the fire rope at the ignition, ready to shoot.
With a shout, the gunners lit the matchsticks. The soldiers of the Vanguard Selection Group subconsciously covered their ears when they heard forty loud bangs.
Huge sparks and smoke came out of the cannon's muzzle, and forty solid iron shells were fired at the rebel camp.
The old Hui's camp was very large. It was impossible for the six-pounder cannon to miss such a huge target. All 40 cannons landed in the camp. The cannonballs landed on the ground, the tents, and even the bodies of the bandits. They pierced through everything they hit, creating a spray of flying debris and blood. Then, they bounced off the ground and continued to crash forward. They crashed through a few military horses or the bodies of the bandits before landing on the ground again. They bounced forward again and stopped after jumping a few times. They overturned all the tents, armaments, and weapons that blocked their way, turning the bandits 'camp into a mess.
With just one shot, the forty cannons had killed one or two hundred rebel soldiers.
The neighing of half-dead military horses and the miserable cries of injured rebel soldiers immediately sounded in the rebel camp, scaring the rebel soldiers who didn't know what was going on into panic and fleeing in all directions.
The cowardly and hungry soldiers were originally civilians who had been carried by the bandits. At this moment, when they saw the cannonballs falling from the sky, they were frightened and could not help but want to escape.
When the old Hui man Ma Shouying heard the noise, he rushed out of his tent and looked at his own camp in panic. He grabbed the collar of a messenger who was fleeing and shouted,""What happened?"
"The soldiers are coming! Soldiers, soldiers have cannons!"
Just now, the old Hui Hui had heard from the scouts that a small army of more than a thousand soldiers was approaching his camp a few miles away. The old Hui did not take it seriously. He had more than ten thousand starving soldiers and eight thousand soldiers. Unless the soldiers were here to die, they would not dare to attack! Ma Shouying guessed that the soldiers were here to investigate and would return soon.
He didn't expect that these soldiers would not only dare to attack him, but also the artillery.
Ma Shouying was so angry that he flew into a rage and said loudly,"All troops, attack! Go and finish off these sons of b * tches!”
Only then did the messengers find their backbone, and they moved to deliver Ma Shouying's orders to the various battalions. The eight thousand rebel soldiers were gradually mobilized. They picked up their weapons and mounted their warhorses. They began to drive the panic-stricken hungry soldiers out of the stockade.
The starving soldiers were gathered together with simple swords, sickles, and hoes, and sent to the battlefield as cannon fodder.
However, it took time for the troops to gather. Before the rebel soldiers could gather, the second batch of 40 shells flew over. Under the guidance of the soldiers, forty six-pounder cannons were aimed at the center of the old Hui camp. With the help of the moment, the gauge, and the ruler, the forty shells were very accurate. Even if they missed the target, they were only a dozen meters away from the target and crashed into the huge rebel army that was gathering.
The six-pound iron cannonball bounced on the ground and pierced through the rebel army. Every time it encountered a body of flesh and blood, the cannonball would shatter the flesh and bones, penetrate through them, and continue to pierce the body of the next soldier. It would bounce on the ground and then continue to pierce. The 40 shells were like 40 death gods, drawing 40 death lines in Ma Shouying's army.
In just a few seconds, two to three hundred soldiers had their bodies shattered by the cannonballs and fell in the middle of the rebel camp.
The starving soldiers had completely lost their fighting spirit. They were originally civilians who had been brought along. How could they dare to use their fragile bodies to resist these cold cannonballs? Some of the starving soldiers wanted to flee.
However, Ma Shouying's 8,000 soldiers had not lost their will to fight. They raised their swords and slashed at the starving soldiers who tried to escape, forcing them back.
Ma Shouying was also shocked by these murderous cannonballs. There were 40 cannons among the 1,000 soldiers? Where did these government troops come from? He had roamed all over the Ming Empire for seven years, but he had never seen such a powerful army.
The cannons were fierce, and there was no time to carefully organize the troops. Ma Shouying shouted,"Attack! Charge over and kill these bastards!”
The eight thousand old bandits shouted loudly and drove the thirteen thousand starving soldiers out of the stronghold, charging towards the government troops four li away. Ma Shouying was a little afraid of the firepower of these soldiers. He did not charge at the front like usual, but rode in the middle of the three thousand Tang horses.
The rebel soldiers had walked less than a mile. When they were three miles away from the Vanguard Selection Group, the forty cannons opened fire again.
The 40 cannonballs whistled through the air as they mercilessly crashed into the huge group of rebel soldiers.
Blood and flesh splattered everywhere as the cannonballs penetrated the bodies of the soldiers on the fifth and sixth floors. Whether it was a starving soldier equipped with a scythe or a Tang Ma equipped with two warhorses, they all died in the face of this deadly cannonball. Even if a cannon hit a corner of one's hand or foot, it would immediately break the hand or foot, and one would no longer have any combat ability.
Broken limbs and blood flew out along the trajectory of the cannonballs. Screams like pigs being slaughtered rang out everywhere, and more than 200 people fell in a pool of blood.
The cowardly and hungry soldiers could no longer stand such a bombardment. They were farmers who cultivated the land. How could they have the courage to fight such an enemy? How was this a government army? This was a heavenly weapon! There was a loud bang. The starving soldiers scattered and fled in all directions. Even if there were fierce horses chasing after the starving soldiers, they would never turn back, determined not to go towards the government troops who were like the Grim Reaper.
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