Chapter 470 Gu Enning takes care of himself at this time (continued 2)
"My mother, God..."
"Is this the moon falling down?"
"Did that demon monk attract Yinghuo (Mars)?"
"The Bodhisattva of Sunlight is here, the Oriental Glass Medicine Buddha, hurry up and take back the bright moon magic power."
There was already an irresistible panic among the official army, and even the full-scale attack that was striving forward could not help but stagnate for a moment.
"This is just an illusion method of evil spirits from the outside world. They are all fake. Don't get lost..."
"Continue to follow me and rush forward..."
Some people are shouting loudly to stabilize the morale of the army, but the gradual pause of the momentum of human beings being frightened and panicked in the face of mysterious things is useless.
Because just above the camp of the thief army opposite, the huge crimson orb floating in the air was emitting a little smoke from time to time. It made people feel a little suffocating when they could not breathe.
Pan Xiaoer, who was hiding under the ball inconspicuous vine frame, looked at the battlefield on the ground with trembling legs, as if he had shrunk into an ant-like enemy; he felt that he was so excited that he could not suppress his urination. The clairvoy eyes holding a wind-milled copper tube and crystal bulge in his hand could hardly hold it and it was hanging down.
The reason why he was selected by many people was also very simple to become a member of the observation team; the most basic look must be good, secondly, strong observation and memory ability, then light weight enough, and finally, there is a patience and physical strength that has gone through.
As for courage and skills, they can be trained through repetitive training. In this way, he, a member of the Boy Clan who was originally thin and stuttering, was not defeated by the volunteers to join the local grassroots internship affairs staff.
Therefore, in order to seize this opportunity to serve, he insisted on repelling the trembling and shaking of the floating and swaying under the wind. According to the regulations and steers during training, he tied a series of small flags tied to the ropes and threw the edge of a large basket of rattan that had leaked air.
Then, according to the dynamics in the enemy formation that can be implemented, the two hands alternately dragged the exercises to the brothers who were waiting and traction below. With the news coming from a series of messages from the observation points in the sky, it became a new flag verb for the formation, and Zhou Huaian also nodded secretly.
After all, although the principle of a hot air balloon is simple, the materials and sealing technology required to make a small Kongming lantern-style toy that can float up and stay for a period of time are simply incomparable to make a large hot air balloon that can carry people to air and stay for a while.
So until the war in Jiangnan has almost finished, we have only made a few samples that can be used to invest in actual combat. So now, once it comes in handy at critical moments, we have to find a way to achieve the greatest effect.
Of course, this kind of thing is not only used to scare the enemy and adjust the deployment, but also needs to be used with other uses. Then a captain from the rear position reported:
"Report to the leader, the work of the Yangzi team has been completed, and the artillery teams are already on standby..."
As a sub-flag of a flag swayed, it turned into a small flag that was swaying one after another in the sound of sightseeing commands behind.
"The shooting boundary is heading eastward at 7:30, and the downward is heading for five minutes and eight minutes. It gradually releases in turn..."
In the temporary gun position preset for digging and piles, use wooden blocks to tighten the projectile and slightly tilted downward muzzle, and a large ball of fire and smoke burst out in an instant.
I saw a lot of pellets bursting along the slightly downward trajectory with lightning speed, hitting the shooting boundary that was moving away from the rebels ahead, and had already rushed to the opposite side, but still maintaining a basic rigorous array. In an instant, between the sound of blood, one incomplete gap was tearing out.
Then, in the reflection of the ground at a large oblique angle, the big bunch of soil and gravel bounced up, rolling and jumping, and circling in the official army array, unstoppable and bloody roads that were covered with broken limbs and bodies.
And when these small cannons that were compact at the edge of the cannon base were fired one after another, soldiers wearing pyroplastic (asbestos) gloves rushed up, and used the cloth-padded rod immersed in the barrel to insert it into the cannon chamber to clean and cool it down.
Then someone filled the medicine bag and the ball bounce one by one, pressed it tightly with the wooden cake and inserted the fire lead plug into the fire door, completing the preparation for the next firing. However, they squatted down amid the whistle, and covered their ears with spontaneous gloves.
At this time, long-barrel cannons with larger calibers in the rear row also began to roar one after another; as the cannons swept out large balls of fireworks, huge iron balls drew out in length and arcs, and then flew hundreds of steps like thunder, and with the whistling sound of wind, they fell into the rear formation that the officials were still ignorant of.
In an instant, in the array of officials who were shooting continuously, the earth waves burst into pieces, and waves of blood and death flew up; many torn and broken pieces of human body and limbs, accompanied by dust and blood splashing at the fall, were poured over the heads, faces and bodies of survivors around them.
Although the actual killing may not be as good as the rain of arrows, the extremely tragic scenes where the shelling was shot and the terrible ending of the inexplicable death without a complete body instantly caused the nearby official troops to fall into various negative emotions of fear, confusion and madness.
At this time, new blows came one after another on their heads. Countless fire dragons with rolling eyes rose up from behind the thieves; amid the traitors and screams that the officers and soldiers were already extremely frightened, they fell into the line that they could not dodge.
Among the fire and smoke that exploded again, there were many shattered or hit the barrier, bursting, and burning and burning, scattering, and burning and stimulating poisonous smoke balls that were unbearable for the mouth, nose and eyes.
At this moment, near the cannon base built on the former site of the besieged Yingpan, a trench with fresh soil was gathered in a trench with weapons, sitting or squatting.
"Good, is this the Taiping Army's thunder and fire tactics? It's really an invincible thing. Xiao Deng, we won't be able to vote for an amazing master."
Min Xu, who was siping the wine in the iron flat pot, also said to his deputy Deng Chuna; then turned around and shouted at the soldiers in various costumes and weapons.
"We have cheered up our spirits, so that we can perform well; whether we are good at eating and drinking, or eating bran and vegetables with stinky sweat, it depends on our contribution."
"Kill him..."
"Let's make a future..."
Everyone also waved their weapons and started shouting. Then, guided by Deng Chuna's simple green flag and the loud and high sound of suona, they stood and jumped from behind the hiding and resting bunker fortifications, and rushed forward in fear.
Starting with such a team of people who were willing to die and rushed into the fire-scared official army, the Taiping soldiers who gradually retreated and made way for the front battlefield also rushed back with swords and spears and long cards. In a blink of an eye, most of the official army, who had already fallen into panic and frightened, were defeated step by step and pushed back at a faster speed.
As the heat from the body tube intensified, the frequency of shelling fires successively began to slow down on the positions made up of dozens of long and short cannons; but the range of firepower strikes gradually extended to the rear of the official army outside the maximum range, creating more damage and chaos.
Not long after, the Taiping Army was struggling with the joint attack and on the verge of collapse, and shouts of a loss of parents sounded again.
"It fell...it fell..."
"Not good, the Central Army's flag and general flag are gone."
Liu Fen, who was fighting and resisting hard in the array, was burned by the fire on his face, suddenly woke up by the shouts from the left and right. Then, under the force of the left and right, he took the time to turn his head and looked at it, but when he saw the empty sky above the rear, his heart suddenly became cold and his hands and feet numb.
However, it was not long ago that the official army was hit by the central army. A scorching hot iron ball jumped and fell not far from Shandong Jiedushi Liu Jurong. Although it did not cause direct access to the Internet, it bounced up and broke the thick big flag, and then knocked down the flag bearer who was holding the flag to the ground.
Although someone soon rushed forward to float it up, they found that even the flags and people were tied into several sections; they were extremely replaced for a while. In the fierce battle formation that was pressed up, the consequences of losing the command of the flags and the flags were immediately revealed.
"The general of Jie is gone..." (The official army exclaimed)
"Liu Jurong is dead..." (Called in unison in the Taiping Army)
Just as the cry and shouts of rushing together like a mountain collapse and tsunami, the government troops that had already rushed forward and advanced for more than a mile began to group and form at a faster speed, from the edge to the formation, they dropped flags and weapons, collapsed and clamored and rushed back, trampling and fleeing.
At this moment, in the whistling wave of defeat on the shop, even Liu Jurong could not imagine it, and could only cover his face and say loudly.
"What kind of magic is this? A magic trick? Doesn't God want to pretend to be a way out of my life?"
However, when he was full of grief and anger, he just pulled out his sword blade and wanted to do something, and then he was hugged by the shocked personal soldiers around him, shouting and persuading him with tremendous and urgent shouting and persuading him.
"I'd like to ask Jishuai to protect his useful body and retire Xiangyang in order to look forward to the future."
"The Shandong camp and the elders are still counting on the preservation of Jieshuai..."
Chapter completed!