The Song Dynasty on the Sand Table

Chapter 246 Kill Them
Qi Chongli and the Thirty-Second Eunuch had no idea that at this distance, the rebel army had deliberately let the enemy get closer.

The red cannon could fire from two to five miles away without any problem, and the shells would definitely fly over, but what about the accuracy...

Firing from such a distance and missing the target will only remind the enemy that "our army has super long-range weapons." The Jin army is not stupid and will immediately stop advancing and retreat, and then find another way to attack.

So Madam Gong Er endured it all the time and let the enemy get within a mile. It was not until the enemy began to slowly push the catapults forward and the chariot formation began to move forward, and the arrow was on the string and had to be shot, that she ordered the cannons to fire.

At this time, even if the enemy was frightened, it would be impossible for them to withdraw their troops.

The artillery team at the rear of the army immediately began to move. The shells had been loaded, the fuse had been inserted into the vent, and the torches were ready. They were just waiting for the order from Madam Gong Er.

The artilleryman yelled, "Fire!"

With a roar, the chariot in front of the cannon immediately separated to both sides.

The huge door panel opened, the black muzzle pointed forward, and the fuse began to burn...

Qi Chongli and the Thirty-Second Eunuch's eyes were involuntarily fixed on the four large general cannons.

Their names were ridiculous, Qi Chongli couldn't remember them clearly, he only vaguely remembered them as bandit names like "Hongtian", "Zhentian", "Batian"...

He was staring at it intently when Yue Wenxuan next to him said, "This is your first time seeing this thing, so it's best to plug your ears."

After saying that, he took the lead in covering his ears with his hands.

Qi Chongli and the Thirty-Second Uncle were surprised: "Why are you covering your ears?"

Yue Wenxuan: "I can't hear you guys, you'd better follow me."

The thirty-second eunuch was a shameless eunuch. He quickly did as he was told, not afraid of his embarrassing actions.

But Qi Chongli refused to cover his ears. He was the head of the Qi family, the Marquis of Gaomi, and a proud scholar. How could he cover his ears out of fear?

"I don't..."

Before he could utter the word "must", he heard a loud "bang", as if the mountains were collapsing and the earth was splitting.

The Thunderous General Cannon was the first to spit out a tongue of fire...

Then there were three more consecutive "boom boom boom" sounds, and the other three general cannons opened fire one after another.

A huge roar sounded, making Qi Chongli's ears buzz and his whole body numb. The vibration from his eardrums almost made him shake all over. He lost his balance and almost fell down. Fortunately, the rebel soldiers next to him were prepared and reached out to help him, preventing the nearly fifty-year-old man from falling to the ground.

Four iron bullets flew towards the Jin army's formation just as Qi Chongli was about to fall.

Although the gunners had tried their best to adjust, the smoothbore gun's hit rate was still very touching. None of the four shells fell where they wanted to hit, and it was completely out of sync with the opposite catapult.

A cannonball landed in the middle of the Tieli army, smashing a door panel cart into pieces with a "bang". The two Tieli soldiers hiding behind the cart were also smashed to pieces. The iron ball did not stop after landing, but continued to bounce and roll forward, hitting the legs of two Tieli soldiers...

The two men's legs were instantly crippled, and their entire bodies were shaken by the enormous force, causing them to bleed from all seven orifices.

A cannonball landed in the middle of the Crooked Horse Corps, hitting a warhorse in the belly. The poor steed collapsed instantly without even a groan. The cavalryman on its back rolled several times on the ground, then climbed up with a look of extreme horror on his face. He screamed, "What the hell is that? My horse! My horse!"

Two more shells missed, landing on the deserted ground with two muffled thuds, creating two comet-shaped mud pits. Mud, sand, and gravel flew everywhere, frightening the soldiers on both sides and forcing them to dodge in panic. Gu Wei's mouth suddenly opened wide...

He was not stupid and he saw it in an instant. What the other party was using was actually just the Tiger Crouching Cannon that they used last time, but it was enlarged and used larger shells. However, this thing was too abnormal. Now the frontline door panels of the two armies were almost a mile apart.

The new catapults can only reach half a mile, so how can this infernal weapon on the other side reach us? Judging from the force carried by the shells when they land, it means that it can reach farther than just this range.

fuck!

Gu Wei felt like cursing...

He looked around and saw that the morale of his own army had suffered a severe blow!
The cannon roared loudly and threw the iron bullets so far that it was beyond the soldiers' common sense. This counterintuitive weapon had a great shocking effect on the illiterate soldiers.

Many people are no longer thinking about "a magnified tiger squat cannon", but "the other side has a prehistoric beast" or "the other side has monsters to help."

The fear of the unknown shakes their will.

In this situation, how can we maintain morale?
Gu Wei secretly cried out that this was not good. With such a morale situation, it would be easy to collapse...

We need to give them some encouragement.

Gu Wei roared, "Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! The enemy's dreadful weapons have terrible accuracy. There are only four of them. They can't hit us. They can't hit us. Trebuchets, move forward quickly and smash their weird weapons."

The soldiers around him also shouted in unison: "Don't be afraid, this thing has poor accuracy..."

The commander's roar gave the soldiers a buff, temporarily restoring 32% of their morale. The soldiers operating the catapults quickly advanced...

At the same time, in the rebel army.

Qi Chongli, who had just recovered from his shock, suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, hahahahahahahahahaha, with such a powerful weapon, why worry about the Jin bandits not being destroyed? Artillery, fire again, fire again, I will personally fund it and reward you with twenty strings of cash each, fire quickly, fire quickly."

The thirty-second eunuch beside him also released his hands covering his ears and roared along with Qi Chongli: "Artillery, fire quickly, fire quickly. Our family will also pay privately and reward each of you... cough... twenty coins!"

Everyone: "..."

Damn, don’t act cool if you don’t have any money.

In fact, they didn't need to reward him, as the artillery was already reloading at a rapid speed.

Artillerymen have a very stable mentality, unlike musketeers whose hands shake when reloading.

Because the enemy was still far away, it was impossible for them to harm the artillerymen. In this safe situation, the operation was very standard. They cleaned the barrel, took out the gunpowder residue from the previous shot, and then stuffed in a bag of gunpowder weighed in advance, and then stuffed in a large iron bullet.

At the same time, another artilleryman inserted the fuse into the firing port!
Next is to adjust the direction and elevation. The previous shot was off target, which has become a reference for the second shot. The muzzle can be readjusted according to the degree of deviation...

After some fancy operations, the fuse was lit again and burned slowly.

This time, Qi Chongli didn't need anyone to tell him anything. He quickly covered his ears and yelled, "Kill them! Sky-blasting, sky-shattering, sky-destroying, sky-tyrant general cannons! Fire! Fire! Kill those damn gold thieves! Kill those sons of bitches! Sons of bitches!"

He no longer mind that the name of the cannon was given to him as a bandit. He shouted it with great enthusiasm and full of swear words, which was completely inconsistent with his image as a scholar.

(End of this chapter)