Li Guodong's biggest reliance was the cavalry. His fighting style was first bombarded and then rushed with cavalry. In addition to the real ten cannons, the forty nine-headed heavy muskets he had was also included in the range of cannons by him.

Chen Zhi, a heavy musketman of Jiutou, lit the fuse. A 20-pound heavy musket with a 20-pound heavy musket was supported by a bipod and placed on the ground in front of him. The heavy musket was one inch inside the inner diameter and filled with a two-two iron projectile, which was filled with three taels of medicine. Once it hits the crowd, this projectile can penetrate at least five or six people, and it is almost the same as the cannon. In addition to the solid projectile with a single head, Jiutouou Heavy Musket can also load shotguns, and it is also a fixed-load gunpowder paper tube. The paper tube is filled with three taels of medicine, and twenty small iron beads are filled. Once the trigger is pulled, a row of barrage can be sprayed out.

Seeing the black crowd of refugees coming up and getting closer to his formation, Chen Zhi held his breath and felt that his palms holding the gun were a little wet. A year and a half ago, Chen Zhi was a refugee who suffered from the disaster of Jiannu. It was Li Guodong who saved their family. After all, it was the first time he went to the battlefield, and Chen Zhi was a little nervous.

However, during the training on weekdays, the instructor told them that no one was allowed to fire the gun at will without hearing the order, otherwise they would be severely punished. These firearms were beaten too much by the instructor during weekdays, which made them afraid of the instructors more than the enemy.

Chen Zhi had long been staring at a bandit with a red turban wrapped around his head and a bandit with an iron spearhead in his hand. The bandit looked like a small leader among the refugees.

The most powerful Ming army was two three-year-old three-pound field guns. The two guns had been loaded with medicine bags and solid shells. The gunner holding a torch stood behind the cannon, and the black muzzle pointed at the influx of refugees.

"Five hundred steps away, prepare!" Li Guodong stood beside the artillery position. He held a monocular telescope and looked at the bandits who were coming over. He secretly calculated the distance in his heart and reported it to the gunner.

"At three hundred steps away, field guns are released!" Li Guodong pointed the tiger-toothed sword in his hand into the refugees.

Two deafening roars rang through the valley, and two three-pound cannons retreated sharply. Two shells pulled out low and straight arcs and pierced into the crowded crowd of refugees.

The shells pierced into the dense crowd of refugees, and the sound of sour bones shattered into pieces. The wooden spear hit by the shells immediately broke into countless pieces, pierced into the surrounding crowd like shrapnel. Two shells pulled out two crooked curves among the crowded refugees, and wherever they passed, flesh and blood flew everywhere.

"Beat beautiful!" He Xing, who was standing next to Li Guodong, couldn't help but applaud.

These two three-pound shells pierced from both wings into the refugee crowd, almost piercing through the dense refugee formation, and probably took more than a hundred lives!

The gunners who fired the shells nervously loaded the shells. They first used a wet mop to clean the cannon chamber, and at the same time cooled the cannon chamber. Then they wiped the set charge pack into the cannon chamber, then pushed the wooden board into the cannon chamber, and finally stuffed the shells. The gunner standing at the tail of the cannon pierced the fire door with an iron cone, pierced the medicine bag, and inserted a cork medicine tube.

"Let it go!" The artillery officer gave the order.

Two gunners holding torches ignited the three-pound gun again. The interval between the first launch and the second launch was very short, less than twenty breaths. At this launch speed, three shells can be fired in one minute. Such a speed of fire would not be inferior to the Flang machine, and the power and accuracy of the shells were much stronger than that of the Flang machine.

After the second round of shells was shot, the gunners began to load the shrapnel. After the shrapnel was loaded, they could throw bullets on the refugees who had already rushed into 150 steps.

At the same time, the gunners of the Tiger Squat Cannon and the Folang machine cannon were also ready for firing. The range of these small cannons fired solid shells could only be the same as that of the field cannons firing shrapnel. If it weren't for the lack of craftsmen and pig iron in Li Guodong's own hands, he would have eliminated the backward Tiger Squat Cannon and replaced them with three-pound field cannons, and even prepared to cast more powerful four-pound cannons or six-pound cannons.

As for the Flang cannon, Li Guodong will still retain it, but in the future, the Flang cannon will be improved to improve the air tightness. Using a copper sub-gun cannon can increase the range and power of the Flang cannon and reduce air leakage.

The refugees had rushed into one hundred and fifty steps, and the three-pound field gun that had been loaded sprayed out flames again. The two guns' gun mounts suddenly retreated back, and a ball of fire spurted out of the muzzle. After fifty steps, the fireball exploded in the air, turning into a rain of bullets all over the sky, piercing into the crowd of refugees.

The shrapnel fired by the two field guns formed two interlaced killing surfaces with radius of 100 steps and a width of 100 steps.

A burst of blood mist sprayed from the crowd of refugees, and large areas of refugees were immediately beaten into hornets' nests, squeezing, and screaming in a pool of blood. Just as the three-pound field guns were fired, four tiger squat cannons and four Folang machine cannons also roared at the same time, and eight solid shells smashed into the crowd, raising a bloody storm.

The tiger squat cannon is slow to load. After the shells are fired, the gunners first clean the cannon chamber, then stand up the tiger squat cannon with the gun mouth facing the sky, pour a packet of gunpowder into the mouth, then put a wooden board into compaction and seal, and finally stuff a pack of shotgun wrapped in thick paper into the mouth and compact it with a dry mop before the loading is completed. In contrast, the loading of the Flang machine is much faster. After the firing is completed, the gunner pulls the cover with an iron hook, then hooks the sub-gun out of the abdomen of the cannon, then stuffs a new sub-gun in, covers the cover, and inserts a fuse from the fire door, and then fires again.

After only fifteen breaths, the four Franc cannons made another roar. Soon after, the two field cannons also made a deafening roar.

A pound of solid shells fired by four Folang aircraft rolled into the crowd of refugees, causing a blood mist. Then two shrapnel shots flew to the refugees, bursting into a rain of bullets, and knocking down a large number of refugees.

"Let it go!" He Xing, who was in charge of commanding the Jiutou heavy musket, gave an order.

The nine-headed bird on the tripod, which was thundering at almost the same time, the flames were connected into a piece, and white smoke filled with air. Forty two-two projectiles roared into the crowd of refugees. The refugees who were hit on the front immediately exploded and turned into a scattered blood mist. The refugees who were rubbed by the projectiles also had their arms and thighs broken.

Chen Zhi pulled the trigger and felt the Nine-Headed Bird Musket in his hand retreating heavily. Although it was supported by a tripod, the gun holder still hit his shoulder. He saw the little refugee leader he was aiming at was hit by a projectile. It was probably the projectile hit the chest, and the whole person suddenly exploded and turned into a bloody and flesh foam. The person was gone, leaving only a head wrapped in a red turban flying into the sky.

The projectile that penetrated the bandits did not diminish, and it knocked over several refugees in succession before plunging into the soil.
Chapter completed!