"Kill!" Xiao Mo pulled out his sword, and reflected a bright spot in the sunlight. The sword was pressed straight towards the sky to a forty-five degrees, as if it was scratching the itchy place of a giant beast. He immediately ran forward with murderous aura, and the whole earth trembled.

The first guard battalion, which had just formed an army, still had more than one-third of the new recruits, and the training time was not long. However, due to the influence of the surrounding veterans, the growth rate was significantly higher than that of the original Eastern Palace Guard Battalion. They proudly held weapons in standard postures, stepped on drums, and followed the seniors who admired him for a long time to fight towards the enemy.

When Liu Fangliang heard the cannon behind, his heart sank, and soon received a return from horse exploration: there were a large group of people rushing towards the back battalion of the army.

——Running so far, you are really a young man who has never fought a war! When you rush in front of you, the soldiers will not have the strength to do it!

Liu Fangliang felt let go of his heart and said loudly: "Zhang Hong, come and attack the city and wait for me to go back and kill those thieves."

"Abide by the order!" Zhang Hong also responded loudly, but he was quite nervous: Can't Cihou see that it's wrong to take the limelight and want to withdraw, right?

Liu Fangliang really didn't expect to retreat. He led his guards to turn and lined up, and sent an order: "When the enemy stops the whole team, shoot their positions first, and then kill them with one go!"

The personal guards below responded, sharpening their swords and preparing to fight.

The army that rushed over did not mean to stop the whole team. The Yuanyang formation was like a long snake advancing in unison. When it rushed to the front of the enemy's formation, the killer team equipped with short soldiers showed extremely high combat qualities, and shot in the running, taking the lead in shooting a rain of arrows.

Only then did Liu Fangliang realize that the Eastern Palace Army was far stronger than he thought, so he quickly ordered the arrows to be fired, but he had lost the opportunity. What made him even more shocked was that after a rain of arrows, the Eastern Palace Army's formation was still neat and stable, and he continued to rush. The soldiers who followed behind also continued to shoot arrows to cover them, without any worries about the arrow falling on his head.

——How is this possible!

Liu Fangliang had never seen a team that cooperated with the charge in this way. His heart seemed to be held tightly by a big hand and shouted loudly: "Shoot the arrow! Shoot the arrow!"

"The enemy is in chaos! Change the formation and kill!" The accumulated battle experience allowed Xiao Mo to see the faint chaos in Liu Fangliang's formation, and bravely unfolded the Yuanyang formation and rushed into the enemy formation.

This is the opponent who is brave and powerful, while the timid side is flirting with his head and his mind is shrunk. Just after a meeting, the array is scattered.

"Kneel down and avoid death!" the soldiers rushing into the enemy formation shouted loudly.

"Liu Fangliang is dead!" A sharp voice sounded on the battlefield, which was a psychological warfare arranged early in the morning. Regardless of whether the enemy generals were captured or killed, shouting like this would always destroy the enemy's fighting will.

Liu Fangliang looked at his personal guards like thin paper, breaking it with a sting, and his heart was mixed with confusion and lamentation. He took two steps slowly and suddenly heard the earth-shaking "tiger, tiger, tiger" coming from behind him, like thunder and like a mountain collapse. I think the situation on Zhang Hong would not be much better.

"You," Liu Fangliang grabbed a personal soldier, "Go to Yanjing and report to the emperor, and I said that I, Liu Fangliang, are ashamed of him."

"Mr. Marquis!" the personal soldier shouted: "Stay the green mountains here, don't worry about not burning firewood!"

Liu Fangliang looked at the Hong-robed Ming army, who was getting closer and closer, pulled out his sword, put it on his neck, and sighed: "The defeat is like a mountain. I am now a general of a country. I cannot be humiliated by the tyrants. You can go quickly."

"Marty!" Seeing that Liu Fangliang was about to fight, the soldiers around rushed over.

Liu Fangliang closed his eyes, clenched his back teeth, and heard his heartbeat sound, and the cold touch of the sword head came from his neck, and he thought to himself: Soon, very soon...

"Marty! You can't die!" The personal soldiers shouted loudly, rushed towards Liu Fangliang, knocking him off the horse, and the long sword was thrown aside.

A teardrop rolled in Liu Fangliang's eyes and sighed: "Whoever has no death, why do you..."

"If you die, brothers will die here with you!" The personal soldier interrupted Liu Fangliang's head, grabbed Cihou's wrist, quickly turned over and pressed, and shouted loudly: "Liu Fangliang will be captured! We surrender!"

When Zhang Hong saw Liu Fangliang knocking Qi Shuai down, he knew that the defeat had become a settlement, so he fled with his own guards. However, he was not familiar with the place, and after a walk around, he still hit Xiao Mo. Fortunately, Zhang Hong was not bound by his identity as a "marquis", and surrendered to the army without hesitation, preserving the revolutionary friendship between him and his personal soldiers.

The generals on the battlefield are brave enough to bring down the flag, and the soldiers will not be foolish.

Zhu Cilang was relieved as the battle entered the final stage. This battle was the battlefield he chose, and he took great advantage of it by calculating with intention, but he was brave enough to fight, and even faced ten times the enemy, he did not shrink back. This was the courage to strengthen the army.

"Duke Sun, if we change our place and our army attacks such a fort, what strategy will we have?" Zhu Cixuan asked Sun Chuanting beside him.

Sun Chuanting took a last look at the joyful battlefield and said in a deep voice: "You can only use artillery to bombard the defenders and force them to fight, and then annihilate them."

"Indeed." Zhu Cilang said: "So I specially placed Xiao Tugeng's artillery bureau on the mountain, so I calculated the range of Liu Fangliang's artillery and set him up. This time we were prepared. Liu Fangliang thought he was planning to be on my palm from beginning to end, and it might not be so easy next time."

"The speed of casting cannons is still a little slower." Sun Chuanting said helplessly: "I went to the artillery factory to inspect it. At the current speed, I may only be able to cast no more than twenty cannons a year. These are all small Franchise aircraft. If it were more than a thousand pounds of red cannons, it would be great if there were ten ones."

Zhu Cilang was originally superstitious about management and thought that with a management method that transcends the times and a reasonable division of engineering labor, he could speed up the production of the artillery factory. After he personally inspected and listened to Chau Wang's patient explanation, he found that it was simply whimsical to cast artillery on a large scale in this era.

First of all, the quality of the material is difficult to monitor and the tolerance is not controlled; secondly, the bore pressure formula is not summarized, and it can only be manufactured according to regulations, otherwise it will be easy to explode; secondly, the manufacturing process is backward and the scrap rate is high. If you want to improve the process, it exceeds Zhu Cixuan's scientific and engineering knowledge level, and you can't even put forward a guiding opinion.

"I see the old palace in the palace. In the ninth year of Jiajing, it also imitated the Fran machine cannon, which could cast thirty-two gates a year. At that time, the method of casting the cannon in the Taixi period had not yet been passed on to our Ming Dynasty. Craftsmen were exploring and casting themselves according to the cat and tiger. Why is it not as good as in the Jiajing period now?" Zhu Cixuan said.

Sun Chuanting was not clear about this matter, but he had known the important surname of artillery as early as Shanxi. He had long thoughts and replied after a brief thought: "Many of the skills of the Jiajing period were probably not passed down. After Wanli, the craftsmen were severely divided by nobles and nobles, and more people fled after Chongzhen. Now, the artillery cast by the imperial artillery factory is even worse than that of Wu Sangui's Guanning Artillery Factory in terms of quantity and quality."

After Yuan Chonghuan was arrested, Zu Dashou fled overnight and never entered the capital again. After the Battle of Daling River, Zu Dashou was captured and fled back, and even Shanhaiguan was not in. Liao Town had long regarded the place outside the pass as a private property, and the gunpowder factory and artillery factory moved outside the pass, refusing to rely on the court for the important military and national weapons.

When Zhu Cilang heard Sun Chuanting say this, he remembered that Liaozhen could cast a composite layer gun with copper-body iron core. The core of this gun is mostly forged by cooked iron, and the outer layer is wrapped in bronze. When fired, the inner wall will be compressed and tensioned, which is much stronger than the single-layer gun of the same thickness. Compared with the high scrap rate of mud casting method, the cost of the composite layer gun is much lower.

Even a science and engineering novice like Zhu Cixuan knows that although the difference between forging and casting is just one word, it represents the technical generation difference.

"Architecture research and development cannot be saved. It takes less than a hundred years. This is what is fighting for all sea and land battles." Zhu Cixuan thought for a while and said, "If the number of artillery cannot increase, can we pick some people to improve the shells?"

"Your Highness is talking about shotgun?" Sun Chuanting asked.

"The range of the shotgun is too close, and the actual combat effect is too bad." Zhu Cixuan said: "I think the flowering bullet has great potential to dig."

Flowering bullet...
Chapter completed!