"Cross..."

"Putting cannons..."

"Cleaning the gun chamber, installing gunpowder...striking shells..."

"Prepare for a test shot..."

At this time, on the Myanmar artillery camp position, the flag soldiers kept waving the flags and shouting, and the Myanmar artillery soldiers were also operating the cannons in an orderly manner.

"Bang..."

Suddenly, a violent explosion occurred five feet in front of the Burmese artillery camp.

The dust instantly scattered, and the charred stones on the ground that had been roasted by artillery fire splashed out.

"No, the enemy also has cannons, ready to shoot..." Another voice shouted on the cannon camp.

Yong Jiya quickly raised his lowered Qianli eyes and looked at the Yanjun position.

At this time, several large "Kongming Lanterns" floated into the Yi army formation, and a large number of small cannons appeared in front of the formation.

"Can such a small cannon hit such a far distance?" Yong Jiya couldn't help but wonder. But soon, he no longer doubted.

"Bang...bang..."

After a few breaths, the constant explosion sounded like firecrackers, which immediately covered and devoured the Burmese artillery positions. Before most people could react, the Burmese artillery camp positions were already shrouded in a sea of ​​fire.

"Bang...bang..."

Under the dense bombing of the Burmese Army, the powder barrels in the Burmese artillery camp positions were constantly detonated, and the strong air waves generated by the explosion stirred up and down the surrounding airflow.

The air waves carried a lot of scorched blood and broken limbs and broken arms, accompanied by the strong smell of scorched corpse, made many Burmese soldiers lined up behind them vomit uncontrollably.

"Why...how could it be..."

Everything that happened in front of him was completely beyond Yong Jiya's cognition. In his consciousness, the cannon could only fire the cannon shells, and it was impossible to explode. The most important thing is that their cannons could be so small but they had such power.

But no matter how much Yong Jiya doubted this, the fact was here. There was not much time left for him on the battlefield. If Yong Jiya did not quickly turn the situation around and stabilize the war, then their Burmese army would undoubtedly be defeated in this battle.

"We can't continue like this anymore. There are not many people on the other side. As long as we rush through this place and fight in a short battle, we can win by fighting with only three of us." Thinking of this, Yong Jiya ordered without any hesitation to blow the horn immediately and the entire army attacked.

“Woo…”

The Burmese army's charge horn sounded. No matter what mentality the Burmese army in the array had at this time, they had to bite the bullet and rush forward.

Those who dare to disobey military orders will die.

Instead of dying at the hands of your own people, it is better to charge forward, and perhaps there is a possibility of survival.

"Appoint the right-wing elephant soldiers must be pushed forward, and the left-wing cavalry must hold back their defensive forces. The defense of both wings is weak, especially the left-wing. Whether our battle can break through depends on the elephant soldiers." Yong Jiya analyzed and ordered the elephant soldiers to attack with all their strength.

"Yes, the king." The flag soldiers who received the order immediately changed their flag words.

…

"Uh..." At this time, there were screams of elephants in the forest on the left wing of the Feng Army. With the attack of the elephant soldiers, the earth seemed to tremble.

Soon, the left-wing wing soldiers saw the huge elephant soldiers appear, followed by Burmese infantry holding knives, shields, axes, and short spears.

At this moment, the central army was constantly exploding, and the infantry would be affected, and the elephant soldiers would naturally be affected by the explosion.

However, in order to prevent the elephant soldiers from being scared by the sound of their cannons, Yong Jiya set off firecrackers around the elephants, so now these elephants are not afraid of the explosion of cannons. So with the constant elephant sounds, the Burmese infantry on the right wing also began to calm down their confidence and their morale rose.

After all, in previous wars, they defeated waves of enemies with such a combination, and then cut off their heads and exchanged them for military merits and silver.

“Uh…”

"Kill...

"Kill... Kill... Kill..."

Under the powerful elephant slogging, the Burmese army on the right wing burst out with a rising morale that was completely opposite to the central army.

………

The front line of the Yi Army's left wing was the newly formed 36th Battalion of the Zhongyong Army, and more than 60% of the battalion were newcomers.

"Company Commander... The enemy is coming..." A new recruit said to the company commander Huang Jiang beside him nervously.

"Be steady, don't worry, let's not let the brothers from the Tiger Army behind laugh at our loyal and brave army. Wait until they pull a little closer before fighting." Huang Jiang said.

"yes…"

...

"The enemy has entered a hundred feet..."

"Prepare, fight..."

"Bang…

A row of guns fired volleys, and the war on the left wing of the Yan Army officially began.

Although the Yi Army is currently trying hard to update the new breech gun, due to the raw materials, the output has always been insufficient, so it can only give priority to the guards guarding the emperor. Therefore, the current main equipment of the Yi Army is still the front-mounted rifled gun.

However, for the sake of war, the Burma army that entered Myanmar basically no longer used guns that used flintlock stone to stimulate gunpowder, but used purified potassium salt and red phosphorus and other materials as guns that fired the fire.

Although such a primer is not as efficient as thunder mercury, it is completely sufficient for this era. Of course, for the latest guns, thunder mercury is an indispensable thing.

"Ba...ba...ba..."

After the volley, the Yan army began to shoot freely.

The distance of one hundred feet is only more than three hundred meters, and this distance will not exceed two minutes in normal charge.

At this time, the Myanmar army still used the intensive charge that they had always been used to. Under the fierce shooting of the Yan army, they had already begun to suffer large-scale casualties.

However, the army's charge cannot be stopped just by stopping, so even if there are constant casualties, the Burmese army can only fight desperately. It seems that as long as you rush through this section of the road, victory will be in front of you.

"The enemy entered fifty feet and ignited and burned..."

"Bang…"

The barrels placed in the range of thirty meters were broken and ignited, and various mixed fuels flowed out of them. Under the ignition of the Yan Army, a fire wall was ignited within thirty meters of the left wing of the Yan Army.

The fire wall does not look very big, but it can form a considerable barrier for the elephant who is afraid of fire.

“Ah…ah…”

At this time, a Burmese infantry that was rushing too fast was already lit by fuel, lying on the ground, rolling and howling, and soon there was no sound.

The sudden obstacle made the Burmese infantry charging in front of him calm down suddenly. Even the elephant soldier could not drive the elephant to sit down and rush to the wall of fire no matter how he whipped it.

Just as the Burmese army was hesitating and wondering what to do, strange sounds sounded from the positions of the Yan army.

"Da da da..."

If there were any Qing army who had fought with the Yan army on the battlefield at this time, they would definitely hear it here. This sound was called "Widow's Rhyme".
Chapter completed!