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Hearing Zheng Zhilong's words, Xu Zhi'an froze for a moment.

"The soldiers of the Beijing camp are at the front. Mr. Zheng can arrange your [-] soldiers on the left and right rear wings. In this way, if the soldiers of the Beijing camp lose to the opponent, Mr. Zheng's [-] soldiers can play a huge role. gone."

After thinking about it, Xu Zhi'an said to Zheng Zhilong in a discussing tone.

"Okay! That's it!"

Zheng Zhilong didn't say anything, he figured it out.

Soldiers in the Beijing camp have a very familiar set of procedures in combat, and there is no way for their own soldiers to integrate with them quickly in a short period of time.

How do you say that?

The circle is different, don't be rigid, and the taste is different.

Just be yourself.

Zheng Zhilong gave orders to Gan Hui and Hong Xu with a little emotion, and the [-] soldiers under him began to split up and gather at the left and right rear wings of the Beijing camp, forming an equilateral triangle with the Beijing camp.

If Xu Zhian is confident, Zheng Zhilong is no less confident than him.

The [-] soldiers who came this time all had the new equipment of Qing Yishui. The armor was the same as that of the soldiers in the Beijing camp. They were also equipped with [-] flintlock guns, [-] grenades, and [-] explosive packs.Not to mention Xu Zhi'an, he himself has the confidence to withstand the opponent's attack.It's just that if the enemy's military strength far exceeds that of our own, it's a bit difficult to say.

But from Xu Zhi'an, he didn't see any worries at all. Maybe their musketeers were better trained?

Zheng Zhilong began to look forward to the performance of Ming's most elite soldiers.

Xu Zhi'an stood in the very center of the army formation, on a small high ground temporarily piled up with stones, and was observing the enemy's actions through binoculars.

"The enemy army has three miles to reach the battlefield! The mortar crews are ready!" Xu Zhi'an held the binoculars in one hand and the walkie-talkie in the other hand and issued an order.

"Mortar men ready!"

"The first team received! Preparations are complete!"

"The second team received! Ready!"

"The third team...

Soon, the prepared replies from each team came from the intercom.

In an open space in the center of the army formation, one hundred mortars had all entered the fighting state, and at least ten wooden boxes were placed next to each mortar, all of which were filled with shells.

Of the 1 people who landed in the Beijing camp this time, only 8000 were actually combat personnel, and the remaining [-] were all logistics support personnel.

For example, the cooking soldiers who can shoot cannons, the transport soldiers who can shoot, and the medical soldiers who can go to battle and kill the enemy with a knife.

These logistics support personnel are all selected from ordinary soldiers, and the treatment in all aspects is exactly the same as that of other soldiers, and some are even higher.

Among the eight thousand, it is divided into artillery and infantry.

Needless to say, the artillerymen are dedicated to firing artillery, with a total of 1000 people.Like the five hundred mortars that are being prepared are part of it.

The infantry in the Beijing camp is also different from the traditional ones.

They have knives, but they also have guns.

The guns are all Chongzhen 4329, and the knives are bayonets.

Strictly speaking, they are musketeers.

Except for themselves, no one in this world knows how powerful they can be.

This is the first large-scale battle of Chongzhen 4329, and it must be a battle of fame.

"The enemy is still two miles away. All teams pay attention, adjust the angle, and let go!" The general in charge of commanding the mortar battle issued an order on the walkie-talkie, and the teams began to strictly implement it.

"Team [-] received, adjusted, waiting for orders!"

"The second team received it and adjusted it...

"emission!"

"emission!"

"emission!"

A hundred soldiers squatting in front of the gun barrel let go of the shells in their hands at the same time.

Bang bang bang!

A series of sounds sounded, and the shells flew out of the barrel, drawing a beautiful parabola and falling towards the enemy's camp.

Then there was a burst of explosions, and then screams began to come from a distance.

There was a commotion in front of the marching Zheng's army!

"Artillery! Enemy artillery!"

Zheng Jiu in the team immediately yelled loudly.

Damn it, none of them believed what I said, and killed you bastards!

"Shut up!" Fearing that Zheng Jiu's yelling would disturb the army's morale, Pan Wu scolded immediately. "Didn't you say that their artillery has a range of only one mile? Why can it still fire from such a distance now!?"

Huh?

Yup?

Why did you shoot so far?

At this time, there are at least two miles away from the Ming army!

What's the matter?

"I don't know either! The last time they attacked Haiyang, they fired artillery one mile outside the city. Who knows what's going on now!? Could it be that the artillery has grown up!?"

"Damn you, what brains! Whose cannon will grow up!?"

Seeing that the former army was in quite a commotion, Pan Wu scolded Zheng Jiu and ran forward with his men.

But just after running not far, the Ming army fired a second shell.

The distance between before and after is just two sentences!The second round of shelling has already begun! ?

Although Zheng Jiu described the power of the mortar in great detail, it was the first time he had seen it.

He thought he was used to seeing big scenes, but suddenly he was at a loss!

But after a moment of dazed effort, the Ming army fired a third shell.

There is no way, although the power of the mortar is not as powerful as that of the unconscionable cannon, but the rate of fire is fast!

"Stop moving forward!"

Pan Wu yelled and gave the order to temporarily stop the march.

What a joke, with the speed of the shelling, unless you charge on horseback, you will die in the past!

After receiving the order, the army stopped advancing immediately.

Then they retreated nearly [-] steps before the artillery fire of the Ming army stopped.

Pan Wu ordered someone to count the casualties. In this short period of time, the Ming army fired five shells. As a direct result, more than 500 soldiers of their former army died on the spot, and more than 1000 were incapacitated.

Counting it down, more than 3000 people could no longer participate in the next battle.

A group of generals who left the city gathered together, each of them had an ugly face.

Zheng Jiu was also among them. Although the expression on his face was not very good-looking, there was a trace of gloating in his heart.

A bunch of bastards, let me explain that people's cannonballs are powerful, you don't believe it, do you believe it now?

Are you beaten?

"General Pan, you can't fight like this. More than 3000 people have been killed or injured in just a short while, and we are still two miles away from the opponent. If we rush forward, I don't know how many people will die."

"Yes! You can't fight like this. This is death, not war!"

"Yes, Pan Shuai, think of a way."

A group of generals said in a hurry.

"All I can think of is to divide the troops and encircle them, and attack from several directions together. Apart from this, I'm afraid there is no suitable method."

Pan Wu was silent for a while, and expressed his thoughts.