As a garrison in Songjiang Prefecture, Deng Hui was naturally proficient in military skills and had some insights into the amazing achievements in history.

History has never lacked some records of the weak defeating the strong, but the factors required to obtain such a record are all extremely demanding.

And the most important thing is that it is unexpected!

If there were hills or dense forests on both sides, then Deng Hui might not dare to attack rashly. After all, once he was surrounded in this situation, even if he could break out, the casualties would be extremely heavy. But now there are plains on both sides.

In this case, even if you want to hide someone, it is impossible.

In this case, what exactly does the other party rely on?

Deng Hui thought for a long time, but still couldn't think of a way for the opponent to win.

Twenty people versus four thousand, even if each person holds a firecracker, it is impossible to defeat them.

"Listen to my order and move forward at full speed!"

After careful consideration, Deng Hui finally did not think of the possibility of losing.

Perhaps after taking Songjiang Mansion, the rebels were over-expanded, thinking that only twenty people could stop the imperial army.

Thinking of the admiral's previous move to deploy troops to Changzhou and Zhenzhou, Deng Hui couldn't help but sigh. If the admiral knew that the other party was such a stupid group, he would be furious to death.

I thought it was a dragon, but I didn't expect it to be a bunch of bloated bugs.

As the Qing army gradually approached, the conscripts raised their assault rifles one after another, and the muzzles of the tanks were also pointed in the direction of Deng Hui.

"Sir, the enemy ahead seems to have firearms, should we be a little more careful?"

At this time, the accompanying deputy army saw the strange movement of the tank and suggested to Deng Hui with some worry.

"No, it's just a group of rebels. How much firepower can they have? Besides, there are only twenty people. Even a fire blunderbuss can't hurt many of them. These people can't even withstand our first round of attack."

Deng Hui did not take the deputy army's proposal to heart. Although he was not sure where these rebels got their firearms, even this could not make up for the gap in their numbers.

"The whole army obeys the order and attacks! Anyone who cuts off the heads of the rebels will be heavily rewarded!"

As the distance between the two armies got closer, Deng Hui gradually became unable to hold on any longer. Finally, when the distance between the two armies was less than a kilometer, he finally issued the order to attack.

Following Deng Hui's order, the infantrymen who were still advancing cautiously immediately took steps and rushed towards the position where the mobilization troops were.

"Tank squadron, fire!"

At the moment when the Qing army launched a charge, the mobilization troops also issued an order to open fire.

Bang!

The moment the order was issued, a burst of intense fire suddenly appeared at the muzzles of ten tanks, followed by a burst of pitch-black smoke. The powerful recoil even made the ground tremble slightly.

boom!

As the shells were fired, a violent explosion suddenly appeared in the Qing army's camp.

Although the caliber of the 125mm artillery shell is far inferior to today's Fran cannon, it is much more powerful than it.

The explosion set off a huge air wave, and even the soldiers two or three meters away from the explosion range were directly knocked to the ground, while the bodies of the people at the center of the explosion were completely gone.

What just happened?

Does the opponent have a cannon?

Seeing this scene, the Qing army couldn't help but be stunned, but before they could react, another cannonball fell on their heads.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One sound, one sound, another sound...

The dense bombardment of tank shells shocked the Qing soldiers' ears.

But at this moment, when the bombing had just ended and no one had recovered, suddenly a burst of intensive gunshots came again.

The conscripts holding AK47s are like a ruthless life-harvesting machine at this moment.

Every time the trigger was pulled, a Qing soldier's life would be taken away directly.

As the Qing troops fell one by one, the entire plain was suddenly filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood.

Deng Hui was in a daze at this moment.

The moment the tank shells rang out, he felt a bad premonition in his heart. After the intensive explosions, their battle losses in just the first round had already exceeded half.

These guys actually have artillery?

After reacting, Deng Hui's eyes were filled with horror.

You must know that since the Qing army entered the Central Plains, artillery has been a controlled item. Let alone rebels, even the entire Jiangnan area would not have more than 20 artillery pieces.

Not only that, in addition to artillery, artillery shells are also managed very strictly. Basically, every transfer must have a voucher to be submitted to the Forbidden City. The purpose must be clearly written on it. Otherwise, at best, you will be dismissed from office, or at worst, you will be directly dismissed.

Treated as a crime of treason.

But now he actually saw artillery among a group of rebels?

How did they get it?

All Deng Hui was thinking about was this question, and at this moment, a bullet suddenly penetrated his left shoulder.

laugh!

As a cloud of blood mist exploded, the huge impact directly knocked Deng Hui off his horse, and then an indescribable pain swept through his body.

After a volley of tank artillery fire, the conscripts began to enter the field with AK47s in hand!

In just a few minutes, thousands of people were killed by shells and bullets, and even those who were lucky enough to survive fell to the ground helplessly and struggled continuously.

Facing the modern coordinated operations of riflemen and tanks, the first round of artillery attack directly stunned the four thousand Qing troops.

After watching their comrades around them fall one after another, some soldiers finally began to be unable to bear the pressure and began to flee in the opposite direction.

"Run away quickly..."

"Help me!"

"I don't want to die..."

Wails mixed with the sound of rifle fire resounded across the entire plain, and soon all the four thousand people who had been neatly falling to the ground fell to the ground.

Of course, there are some people who want to escape, but when faced with the superb shooting accuracy of the conscripts, their intention to escape is shown to be very naive.

After the battle, the conscripts put down their firearms one after another. Many of them had just emptied one magazine in the round of shooting, and some even did not empty the magazine.

The same goes for the tanks on the other side. They just carried out a round of artillery fire to clear the ground. They can do it another twenty-four times on the same scale as just now.

But considering that there would be a battle to be fought later, the platoon leader only let the tanks fire one salvo.

After all, bullets are easy to transport, but artillery shells are not easy to transport.

"Check the battlefield, tie up all the survivors, and burn all the dead!"
Chapter completed!