In the first shooting, because the formations of the Jinyiwei overlapped too much, although the coverage area of the musketeers was large enough, there were still too many projectiles, which were blocked by the Jinyiwei in the front row.
But this time, because many people in the front row fell, the remaining guards and horses had no cover.
Under the firepower of the musketeers, there was no possibility of survival.
As long as you don't shoot into the sky, you can still hit a horse or a person even with your eyes closed!
After the gunpowder smoke dissipated, there were no more surviving Jin Yiwei, and the only one who rushed forward was a horse that was hit!
The horse only rushed forward a few steps before falling in front of the musketeers.
Then, it slowly lost its vitality.
After two rounds of shooting, all the Jinyiwei were killed or injured.
Then the private troops behind them rushed up. Most of them didn't know what was going on, thinking that the Jin Yiwei in front had been ambushed.
Or, help them step on the trap in advance.
This made some people very happy, thinking that if they stepped forward again, it would definitely be a fisherman's gain.
There are also some shrewd people who realize something is wrong. They realize that there is danger ahead, but they are trapped by the people behind. They have no way to retreat. They can only be pushed and squeezed, and they keep rushing forward.
But when they got closer, the people in front finally realized that all the Jin Yiwei were dead.
All the men and horses were dead!
How is this possible?
What kind of weapon can achieve this effect?
Without any bloodshed or any close contact, just like this, in a short period of time, the lives of all the Jin Yiwei were harvested.
Fear occupied all his thoughts.
Now, they only have one idea.
That is, the other party knows magic!
Invincible, can only run away!
It's a pity that only the private soldiers in the front row saw all this, and the people behind had no idea what was going on?
They thought the people in front of them were deliberately obstructing them to prevent them from grabbing the good things!
As a result, the private troops in the back were frantically pushing and insulting the soldiers in front.
In this way, the private soldiers in front were almost pushed forward by the people behind.
When Zhang Xiaoyi saw this scene, he sneered and continued to let the musketeers in the third row shoot.
The private army in front of me is already a piece of meat on the chopping board.
Let him do whatever he wants.
In order to improve accuracy, he specifically asked the third row of musketeers to come forward, "Third row of musketeers, move forward!"
"Prepare!"
"aim!"
"shooting!"
Bang bang bang!
There was another volley, and the private soldiers in the front row turned into corpses one after another.
Then, Zhang Xiaoyi asked the musketeers to continue to advance, and each team advanced to shoot.
Now, he needs more than accuracy.
And power!
One marble only penetrated a private soldier, and he was no longer satisfied.
Sure enough, as the distance got closer and closer, the members of the musketeers almost shot in the faces of the private soldiers!
As the number of shots increases, the musketeers become more and more skilled in their loading and shooting movements.
This kind of proficiency is completely honed on the battlefield.
When their bodies are constantly secreting adrenaline, their muscle memory for firearms cannot be trained no matter how hard they train.
This is also the difference between veterans and new recruits.
The killing continues, and there are more and more corpses on the ground. Many enemies who are not completely dead will have knife-wielding Xichang Fanzi, who will finish the job behind.
The streets were filled with corpses, and blood pooled in the ditches on the roadside, forming channels.
At this time, the private soldiers in the last row finally realized what was going on in front of them. They finally understood why the people in front were unwilling to move forward.
Unfortunately, they found out a little too late.
When they wanted to escape, the musketeers had already advanced nearly fifty steps and fired another round of shooting!
Those private soldiers who escaped were shot to the ground.
When there were no more survivors, Zhang Xiaoyi ordered the musketeers to form a team and everyone continued to move forward!
Under the firepower of the musketeers, the team pushed forward all the way, blocking anyone who wanted to block it, or the imperial guards and private soldiers who appeared in sight.
They all fell under the guns of the musketeers.
After setting off from the West Factory, they experienced two consecutive battles and several small battles. The Musketeers spent nearly an hour bringing the red cannon to the altar of the God of Advent!
When they wanted to go up, they found that there were guards and private soldiers guarding it, and the other party seemed to have expected that Zhao Xiaole would occupy this place again.
Therefore, a large number of archers were arranged early in the morning.
Before everyone in the West Factory started to go up, a large number of arrows flew down.
If we attack from here, even if we have the musketeers, we will probably suffer heavy casualties. Zhang Xiaoyi gritted his teeth and prepared to order a strong attack!
At this moment, Zhao Xiaole walked up and stopped everyone's attack.
Then, he directly asked people to push the three red cannons up, and asked Fanzi to adjust the angle and aim the muzzles at the top of the God Advent Platform.
When attacking high and low, there is artillery cover, so why not use it?
Others don’t understand these tactics, how could Zhao Xiaole not know?
Unless he loses his mind, he will let the Musketeers attack.
Therefore, under Zhao Xiaole's command, the angles of the three artillery pieces were quickly adjusted, and they were supported by gun mounts below.
This is mainly because Zhao Xiaole knows what the cannon is used for.
Therefore, before the cannon was built, he asked the craftsmen to use good materials to build a strong gun mount.
After the gun mount was set up, Fanzi took out the ladder he had prepared earlier, stuffed the cannonballs into it, and then loaded it with gunpowder.
Under Zhao Xiaole's order, the artillery was lit.
boom--!
Following three loud noises that shook the heavens and the earth, gravel suddenly flew everywhere on the altar, and soil collapsed!
"Keep filling, keep blasting me!"
"Is it my cannonballs that are more powerful, or their bows and arrows?"
"Light the fire and set it off!"
As Zhao Xiaole shouted again and again, the cannons were lit one after another, and then they exploded four or five times at the God Advent Stage!
Zhao Xiaole saw that it was almost the same and ordered the Musketeers and Xichang Fanzi to charge forward!
In fact, a few more rounds of bombardment can be carried out, but considering that the God Advent Platform will also be used as a fort.
Zhao Xiaole decided to give it up as soon as possible.
Then, when Zhang Xiaoyi heard the order, he immediately ordered everyone to kill him, but the bows and arrows that were like rain before were gone now!
Hearing the shouts from the people in the West Factory, only a few arrows would be released occasionally, or a few stones would be thrown down.
Now, those rounds of shelling just now have already blinded the defenders above.
The people in the West Factory encountered little resistance and quickly rushed to the altar. They found that the defenders here had either been killed by bombs or knocked unconscious by gravel or shells. They had no resistance at all.
So, the killing started again.
When Zhao Xiaole walked up to the altar, he saw all the corpses of Jinyi guards and private soldiers. He had people clear the ground and pulled up three artillery pieces.
From this position, the artillery's range is enough to cover most of the capital.
