Lin Yu was annoyed by the Qing army's muskets and bows opposite the moat, and using shells too close is a bit wasteful, so he controlled the machine gun to shoot the Qing army.

“Dududu…”

A 7.62 bullet was shot out and hit the nearest Qing army, and it was easy to penetrate the armor. The Qing army was scattered like a wave of wheat.

Lin Yu watched as the number of bullets on the screen decreased rapidly, from 1800 to more than 1400, but because he was close to the Qing army, he was only a hundred feet away, so the damage caused was no less than that of artillery shells.

A rough estimate was that there were at least seventy or eighty Qing soldiers lying under their guns. At such a close distance, their armor could not resist the bullets fired by the machine guns. They were all shot out of blood-flowing holes, and they lay on the ground and struggled and wailed, just like a slaughterhouse.

Under the huge power of the machine gun, the Qing army was frightened and their formation was in chaos. Regardless of Dusi's constraints, they retreated like a swarm.

With limited bullets, Lin Yu planned to adopt the strategy of capturing the king first. Even if the Qing army commander Duoduo could not be killed, he would still kill the artillery battalion leader Nikan, so that he could shock the Qing army and let them withdraw their troops on their own initiative.

Otherwise, the Qing army would have as many as tens of thousands. Even if its mekava could kill more than 10,000 Qing troops, after the shells were consumed, they would become tigers without minions, and they would not be able to save the people of Yangzhou City in the end.

After making up his mind, Lin Yu stopped entangling with the Qing army opposite him, and turned around and drove along the moat to the north wall.

The water depth of the Yangzhou moat is more than one meter. If it is the depth of the river, the Mekava tank can easily cross it. However, the canal height of the moat is more than two meters. Lin Yu was afraid that he would never get up again after going down, so he did not dare to take risks easily.

This iron-armored beast is not only related to the survival of the Ming Dynasty, but also to the life and death of the 800,000 Yangzhou people. If it is in the water and can never come out again, it will be a trivial matter to show its eyes. I am afraid it will become an eternal laughing stock in history!

There are suspension bridges on the city walls that can be put down, but if these 60-ton tanks are driven up, they will probably crush the bridge, and it will be difficult to escape the end of entering the water.

Lin Yu remembered that because the Qing army attacked the northern city wall with heavy troops, the moat had been filled with rolling stones and wood, and the Mekava tanks could cross the moat from there and break into the Qing army formation.

The tank weighing 60 tons rolled north along the bank of the moat under the city wall, reaching 20 kilometers per hour, which was already extremely fast in the eyes of the Qing army.

The Qing army's artillery could only aim at one angle. When they filled the shells, the tank had already left their shooting range. They could only watch the iron-armored monster gradually move farther and walk to the end of the East City Wall, and then turn a corner and continue driving west along the moat.

Nikan monitored the whereabouts of the "Iron-armored Monster" on the high slope and kept issuing orders: "The Iron-armored Monster is heading towards the north wall. He immediately adjusted all the red-clothed cannons to the direction of the north wall and gathered fire to shoot me. I don't believe that more is enough to hit less, and that it will not be damaged!"

After receiving Nikan's order, the heavy artillery of the Qing army moved towards the north city wall, looking for a favorable position to open fire at the iron armored monster. Balls of fireballs roared out of the air and landed on the north city wall. The Ming army on the bombed city wall could not raise their heads.

Lin Yu held the steering wheel in his hand and stepped on the accelerator to increase the speed, increasing the speed to about 35 kilometers per hour, causing most of the Qing army's artillery fire to fall into vain. Even if a few shells occasionally exploded next to him, the threat to this iron-armored chariot with copper tendons and iron bones was insignificant.

However, the Ming army on the city wall could not withstand the fierce artillery fire of the Qing army. Flying stone chips splashed Shi Kefa and his staff, and they kept coughing by the smoke of gunpowder.

Liu Zhaoji loudly advised: "Supervisor, the Qing army has transferred all the heavy artillery to the north city wall. It is too dangerous to stay on the city wall. You might as well go down to the city, right?"

"Zhenjiang is killing the enemy alone under the city. How can I be greedy for life and fear death and retreat in the face of confrontation?"

Shi Kefa looked at death with a look of his own, rejected Liu Zhaoji's proposal, took the drumstick from a drummer and sounded the war drum, "I personally cheered for the gates of the border!"

"The man who beats the drum on the northern city wall seems to be Shi Kefa!"

Zhang Tianlu, the former general of the Ming Dynasty who had just surrendered to the Qing army, discovered Shi Kefa's trace with a telescope and hurried to report to Nikan, "The person wearing the red second-rank official uniform on the city wall is Shi Kefa!"

"really?"

Nikan was overjoyed, glanced with a telescope for a moment, waved his hand decisively and ordered: "Boom me on the north wall and blow Shi Kefa into powder!"

The deputy general next to him reminded: "Master Beile, Prince Yu has an order, it is best to capture Shi Kefa alive, and then ask him to persuade him to surrender to the Nanjing court. He rashly bombed Shi Kefa to death, for fear that the prince would be accustomed to it."

"I remembered what you said. My uncle did give such an order."

Nikan was a little depressed and waved his hand, "Then continue to bomb the iron-armored monster under the city. The shells don't have eyes. If Shi Kefa is killed, I won't blame me."

The Qing army continued to thunder towards the north city wall. As heavy artillery arrived to reinforce, nearly three hundred artillery gathered under the north city wall, and used dense artillery fire to slam the tanks driven by Lin Yu.

"Come our artillery here to protect the Supervisor and Master Lin!"

Liu Zhaoji waved his sword and directed loudly, his voice hoarse, wishing he could go down to the city to fight with the Tartars.

"Bang!"

A solid bullet roared from the sky and landed on the top of the tank, making a loud bang, and sparks splashed everywhere, making Lin Yu's feet unstable in the cockpit and his ears roared.

Lin Yu, caught off guard, hit the control screen, starry sky in front of him, and nosebleeds also dripped down on the screen, bit by bit, like plum blossoms.

Seeing this, the Qing army general who commanded the artillery shouted at the top of his voice: "All red-clothed cannons are replaced with solid bullets. The fireworks are useless for this armored vehicle, but the solid bullets are effective."

The dozens of heavy artillery of the Qing army were immediately replaced with solid bullets, and lead bombs weighing dozens of kilograms flew out of the cannon chamber and roared at the tanks driven by Lin Yu, covering the sky like mutated hail.

The dense shells fell from the sky. Although Lin Yu accelerated his speed to avoid it, he was still hit, making loud "bang, bang" sounds, which made Lin Yu's eardrums in the cockpit buzz.

"The wild boar skin raised by a bitch is not powerful. Do you think I am a sick cat?"

Seeing that the moat in front had been filled, Lin Yu immediately turned the steering wheel to the north, forcibly crossed the moat, and drove to the other side.

Lin Yu held the steering wheel in his left hand, stepped on the accelerator under his feet, controlled the screen with his right hand to rotate the cannon barrel, aimed at the Qing army's artillery position, and pressed it hard for seven or eight times in a row to "fire".

"Swoosh, swosh, swosh..."

One after another, the shells flew into the sky with a whistling sound, and then fell into the Qing army formation, bursting out a huge explosion, and bursting out a ball of fireballs, which immediately made the Qing soldiers turn over their horses, and the cannons flew away, and the carts flew away, and screamed endlessly.

Seven or eight grenades fell, killing at least more than 300 Qing soldiers, countless injured, and more than a dozen artillery pieces were damaged, including two red-clothed cannons.

Shi Kefa witnessed the armored vehicles showing such great power on the city wall, and couldn't help but feel excited. He saw the hope of rushing his troops north and regaining Beijing in his eyes.

"That's great. This iron-armored vehicle is simply a god-given artifact! With this artifact, why worry about Qing army not retreating?"
Chapter completed!