The shells were dragging the long whistling sound in the air and flew over people's heads. Although the whistling sound of the shells sounded like ghosts in the ears of the soldiers, it gave them courage and also gave them confidence.

The whistling shells roared like a devil in the air and fell into the enemy's queue. Although the killing effect caused by the powerful bombs was average, if they could accurately hit the enemy's queue, they would also cause a bloody storm in the queue. It would break the enemy's heads, penetrate their chests, and drag out their intestines. Even if the bomb rolling in the snow finally hits the unlucky guy, it would smash his feet.

Compared to the strength of luck, when the grenades fall into the marching queue, they will not explode as soon as possible. Its telecommunications will spit out flames and smoke, and nearby soldiers will avoid it and avoid its range of killing. Although the explosion will blow up a bunch of lead-gray smoke, the casualties caused are very limited. However, if the grenades fall into the queue at the moment or explode in the sky, the damage caused is almost devastating. However, such accurate shells, such accurate time, always require luck.

Even with luck, luck has a certain proportion. In the thick smoke, soldiers were constantly bombarded into the sky, and the artillery bombarded the enemy successfully blocked the enemy's attack. Most of the time, the gunners were there following the rules, like on the training ground, constantly firing artillery shells to block the enemy's attack. The Tang army's artillery was not idle either. Although they were four or five hundred feet apart, they were still constantly shooting towards the Ming army. The two sides were fighting with distant opponents there, and they made their own sounds with each other and used artillery shells instead of their answers.

The gunners operated the artillery with the officer's orders. They repeated the mechanical movements again and again as they did during training. Even if the shells fell beside them, they continued to load the shells quickly without fear, while shooting the shells at the enemy.

Of course, in many cases, the shells that fall by their side are difficult to kill them. Although the Tang army had a large number of artillery made by Jiangbei, there were no grenades made by Jiangbei. Even if they imitated several grenades they obtained through various channels, because they could not set the accurate time without pocket watch timing, so naturally there was no threat.

These fearless gunners occasionally look up at the battlefield filled with smoke. Where the enemy's muzzles are aiming at them, they will shoot rounds of shells. When occasionally a grenade with white smoke lands on the position, the brave gunners will even rush over to pick up the shells and throw them out. In a few seconds, the thrown shells will explode.

Compared to when the Tang army was unable to accurately determine, they could only directly fire shells with a fixed time of more than ten seconds, and the shells would not pose any threat to them at all. In contrast, the timing of the gunners of the Zhongyi Army was becoming more and more accurate. Every time half of the grenades were accurately determined, those explosions were either exploded in the Tang army's formation or exploded in the air. Under the lead-gray smoke, it was difficult for the Tang army to continue to maintain their formation. Their column was covered with iron gray, which was the iron gray raised by the shells on the snow and exploded in the air. The once brilliant flag was now blown up with holes, and even the flag bearers had changed several people. In the smoke, the commanders holding sabers were constantly shouting there, driving them to move forward.

The Tang army in black uniforms continued to move forward like animals driven by the officials and servants. They didn't even know that they were walking step by step towards the mouth of the monster with bloody mouths. It was a monster composed of fragments of steel and black gunpowder. This huge monster opened its mouth wide and tried to swallow everything.

With the efforts of the artillerymen, the originally shaky and almost collapsed defense line finally settled again at this time, successfully preventing the enemy's attack.

When the infantry formed a strait at one time under the supervision of the officers and then rushed towards the enemy with a dense rain of bullets, Zhang Xiaowu rode on the back of the army. His horse was not the short Mongolian horses. Instead, a Spanish Andalusian horse, a good-bred horse purchased by the Nanyang Chamber of Commerce from Luzon. In addition to some of the stallions used as improved horse breeds, a small part was used for officers' mounts.

On the tall Andalusian horse, Zhang Xiaowu was much taller than the officers around him, and the specially customized saddle and bridle also looked very gorgeous, which also allowed everyone to clearly see him and clearly see his tall war horse.

Will be the courage in the army.

When Zhang Xiaowu stood there calmly, the soldiers were no longer as frightened as before, and the officers were also calmly commanding the battle. At this time, only a few staff officers were running back and forth on horseback. Sometimes he stood there alone, with only two messengers, trumpeters and flag bearers around him. Sometimes he would be surrounded by officers riding horses, and he would immediately issue orders to adjust the deployment of the troops.

As a general, he must adjust his deployment at any time according to changes in the situation on the battlefield.

Although the defense line seems to be stable now, his expression seems extremely solemn. He knows very well that the troops are undoubtedly in trouble now.

Compared with the Tang army, the reserve team he had in his hands was extremely limited. From the morning until now, the Tang army launched more than a dozen charges. Although the Tang army seemed to have suffered heavy casualties every time, with the army that had an absolute number advantage, they could replace another intact force after suffering heavy damage and continue to attack. In comparison, he did not have such strength. Although the Tang army now suffered heavy casualties, his soldiers were also exhausted.

"They don't even want to keep me the chance to change the flint. The one with the surname Li is really him. Is he really a damn? Is there anyone who makes a living like this?"

The most important thing about the flintlock gun is flint. For him, flint is equivalent to flint. If there is no flint, then the flint gun is even worse than a fire stick.

According to the infantry practice of the Zhongyi Army, after firing 20 bullets, a new flint needs to be replaced. Although a flint can actually be used more than 50 times. Sometimes if the quality is good, it can even reach hundreds of times. However, the later it will be lower. In order to ensure the firing rate of flint, corresponding replacement regulations will be formulated.

But now the Tang army has charged again and again, and they are consuming his ammunition and flint with their lives.

"Do they want to use human lives to fill it up? They can't imagine using human lives to spend all my bullets like now, right?"

Zhang Xiaowu muttered to himself. Each soldier only had dozens of bullets and two flints on his body. It would not be a good thing to continue to fight like this. It was time to change the reserve team and let them withdraw and replace the flints and replenish the ammunition. If this continues, not to mention the others, if the ammunition is exhausted, no one will think of what will happen at that time. Of course, he would not want to think about it.

At this moment, he saw that the Tang army had begun to retreat. This discovery made Zhang Xiaowu, who was still worried about ammunition, immediately seize this opportunity to order the staff around him.

"Staff General Li went to the front and told Commander Yu to ask him to launch an attack immediately and break through the Tang army's position from the middle. Tell him to hurry up."

After giving this order, Zhang Xiaowu ordered another messenger.

"Go and inform the cavalry to let them sign off on the offensive with the left wing, the Tang army's actions."

The thin messenger rode a short Mongolian horse and accepted the verbal order from the commander. He immediately beat the horse with a whip. When the horse was galloping, the horse's hooves raised a bunch of snowflakes on the snow.

Looking at the Tang army who had already begun to retreat, Zhang Xiaowu seemed a little excited at this time.

"Okay, the overall situation is settled. Let's hold it back. Now it's our turn to give him a black tiger to heart."

The excited Zhang Xiaowu squeezed his legs and then he rode his horse forward.

"Now our task is to hit them hard, beat them hard, and you must hurt them!"

Zhang Xiaowu suddenly turned around and said to an adjutant school.

"I will tell the cavalry immediately. Let them seize the opportunity and immediately go to the battlefield, give their all, fight hard, and fight desperately."

Zhang Xiaowu excitedly raised the whip in his hand, then whipped the war horse hard, lifted the front hooves of the war horse, and raised the horse's body. As the horse headed north, he cursed happily, and then cared alone on the horse's back.

He knew that the most critical battle of the day had begun. He wanted to hurt Tang Jun with one punch and then end today's battle.

"Zhang Xiaowu made a mistake..."

Zhu Mingzhong, who was on the high ground, put down the telescope in his hand. His tone seemed very calm, as if he was telling something extraordinary.

Although Zhu Mingzhong, who was on the battlefield, did not directly participate in the command, he kept observing the battlefield through a telescope. Although the battlefield is now completely covered by smoke, and he can't even see the enemy's movements clearly, let alone accurately mobilize troops. However, Zhu Mingzhong did not forget that compared to the Ming army, the Tang army's military strength is twice that of his. When the enemy's troops are twice as strong as the one in the ground, attacking is not a good idea. At this time, defense is the best choice. Let the enemy crash into the wall made of cannons and muskets again and again, and finally let them run off the attack after exhausting their strength at this time.

But it's too early now.

At this time, Zhu Mingzhong had to admit that compared to Li Ziyuan's own subordinates, there was too little combat experience. He could not accurately grasp the opportunity on the battlefield.

"Order the right wing to be prepared for defense and be ready to change its formation into a hollow square at any time..."

The reason why Zhu Mingzhong did not order to stop the attack was because even though he discovered the mistakes of the Yi Fang, he was unable to change it. From the time he issued the orders to the commands to the commands passing the orders to Zhang Xiaowu, and then sent the front-line camp. At that time, the two sides had already fought and retreated rashly would only increase the casualties of the Yi Fang and cause chaos. What needs to be done now is to make up for the mistakes of the Yi Fang, rather than withdrawing the troops. While attacking, it makes one's own side impeccable and prevent the opponent from finding the loopholes. This is the correct choice to make up for the mistakes.

After issuing this order, Zhu Mingzhong then began other remedies. For him, who has insufficient military strength, the most taboo thing is to make mistakes. Any mistake may lead to the failure of a battle.

While Zhu Mingzhong was trying his best to save all this, Li Ziyuan, who had been observing the battlefield on the city gate tower, seemed to scream in excitement. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for for a long time. Before that, only God knew how uneasy he was in his heart. He originally thought that the Zhongyi army used muskets and the Tang army also used muskets, and at least he could compete in a 50-50-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-

But he did not expect that although both sides used the same muskets, the Tang army immediately realized its true colors when they arrived on the battlefield. The originally neat team was like a group of ducks. In contrast, the queue of the Zhongyi Army was neatly like a city wall. When both sides attacked the guns, they were completely free from casualties. On the contrary, the Tang army collapsed several times. If it weren't for the large number of people, maybe someone else would have been defeated by this moment.

As for the gap between the gunners on both sides, it was even more like a world. In just one day, he had already lost dozens of cannons. If he continued to fight like this, he would use artillery to destroy the Tang army with cannons.

Just when Li Ziyuan thought there was no chance and even began to consider whether he wanted to withdraw his troops, the opponent's sudden attack made him see the long-awaited opportunity.

But his excitement did not last long. Almost when he saw the right wing of Tang Jun from the telescope, his face became ugly and finally sighed.

"It seems that there is no chance today..."

For Li Ziyuan, who had already made up his mind, when he saw the enemy's mobilization, he knew that there was no chance, at least there was no chance to counterattack today.

Originally, he prepared a big dish for Zhu Mingzhong, but he didn't expect that the other party's deployment would be impeccable. If he threw the surprise weapon now, he would definitely hit the wall.

"Why,"

Sighing a long sigh. Li Ziyuan looked at the Tang army who had become shaky in the battlefield facing the attack of the Zhongyi Army. He felt all kinds of feelings in his heart. He didn't even know what to do for a while. After a while, he ordered.

"Use cavalry to attack the enemy's offensive forces and attack their offensive first."
Chapter completed!