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Chapter 51 Shelling the Seven Stars Village

After Zhao Peng received the order, he immediately organized the Shun Army gunners to prepare to launch artillery attacks on the Guanning Army stationed in Qixing Village.

After checking the equipment of the Shun Army artillery battalion, it was found that the Shun Army was lightly expeditioned to Shanhaiguan and did not carry heavy artillery such as the Red Cannon. They only carried medium and light artillery such as Franchise, general cannons, tiger squat cannons, whirlwind cannons, the largest ones were the thousand-jin general cannons and the thousand-jin Franchise. Because of the serious air leakage problem, the power of the thousand-jin Franchise was actually only equivalent to the five hundred-jin general cannons.

In the Shun Army artillery camp, there were also Dawankou Guns and bronze cannons produced in the Hongwu and Yongle periods, and even earlier Dazhankou Guns and bronze cannons produced in the Shun Emperor period of Yuan Dynasty!

"What kind of cannons are these? Not only are there old antiques from the reign of Emperor Taizu Chengzu, but also cannons from previous dynasties!" Zhao Peng couldn't help laughing and crying.

However, both Franc and general cannons are relatively new, mostly made by Sun Chuanting and equipped with artillery for the train battalion. Sun Chuanting's train battalion is equipped with light cannons for field battles, and does not have too large artillery, so its range is naturally not as good as that of the Red Cannons of the Guanning Army.

Zhao Peng picked up the Thousand Mile Mile Mile Mile and looked at the Guanning Army position of the Qixingzhai in front of him. He found that the Guanning Army stationed in Qixingzhai did not carry heavy artillery, and also used medium-sized artillery such as general artillery and Franc.

"The heavy artillery of Wu bandits are all in Shanhaiguan. There are only some small artillery that are comparable to our army. If the heavy artillery of Wu bandits do not have heavy artillery, they will be sure to completely suppress the Wu bandit artillery team!" Zhao Peng turned around and reported to Li Zicheng who was standing behind him.

Li Zicheng looked at Zhao Peng with a smile: "General Zhao, the Lone King raises the cannon to be yours and treats him well. The Lone King believes that you will not be disappointed."

Zhao Peng turned around and began to order the Shun Army artillery battalion to start placing troops.

The effective range of these medium-sized artillery back then was about 300 to 500 steps. This distance was actually very close. The artillery team was swaying one by one. If the Guanning Army cavalry rushed out, the artillery team would be swallowed up by the cavalry if they could not fire a few cannons. Therefore, Li Zicheng ordered the old camp cavalry to protect the two wings of the artillery battalion. Once the Guanning Army cavalry rushed out, the Shun Army cavalry could go up to fight with the Guanning Army.

The Guanning Iron Cavalry used to be the one who suppressed the Shun Army and beat the Shun Army, but now it is different. The Guanning Army is really no match for the Shun Army cavalry. In fact, the one who can fight the most is three thousand servants, and the other tens of thousands of people are basically cannon fodder.

Zhao Peng didn't even look down on the Guanning Army. He believed that the real enemy was the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry of the Qing Army. Dealing with the Guanning Army was just an appetizer.

Li Zicheng saw that Zhao Peng placed the cannon camp five hundred steps away from Qixing Village, and he asked incrediblely: "General Zhao is far from raising this with cannons. Can he hit the enemy?"

"Please rest assured, the king! The last general will arrange the artillery battalion to stay away from the Wu thieves. The artillery cannons of the Wu thieves cannot hit our army, and our artillery battalion is under my command, so it will definitely damage the Wu thieves severely!" Zhao Peng patted his chest confidently and made a promise.

With Zhao Peng's order, Shun Army's baggage troops piled up piles of soil in front of their artillery camp positions, and many people packed them into sand in hemp, made sandbags and piled them in front of the artillery team.

The gunners arranged a large and large general cannon, large Filar aircraft and other cannons on the position, while the small Filar aircraft, tiger squat cannons and various old antique cannons were not arranged, but were temporarily placed aside because the range of those cannons was not enough, and at best they could only be used as large muskets, and could only be used against soldiers attacking the enemy's attack, and they would be unable to do so when bombarding the village wall.

Zhao Peng asked someone to take a flagpole, take out a pair of windmills with stacks of paper, hang it on the flagpole, then observe the flying flags nearby, then take out a pen and paper, and write down data such as wind direction and speed on it. Then he straightened his right arm and placed his thumb in front of his right eye. First close his left eye and look at his thumb; then his right thumb does not move, then close his right eye and look at his thumb with his left eye.

"What is this?" Li Guo, Li Laiheng and others asked strangely.

"This is calculating the exact distance." Zhao Peng replied.

With the wind direction and wind speed, Zhao Peng began to personally debug each cannon, adjusting the muzzle and elevation angle according to factors such as the smoothness of the cannon, the caliber of the cannon and the length of the body tube. Later, he checked the gunpowder and shells and found that the Shun Army artillery battalion actually used old-style powdered gunpowder, but this did not affect his adjustment of the cannon firing elements.

He marked the number of each cannon and marked the cannon with numbers.

"All artillery is loaded! Cannon No. 1 is ready for test fire!" Zhao Peng gave an order.

The one he marked as No. 1 artillery was a thousand-pound general. He just weighed the gunpowder himself. After weighing the gunpowder, the weight of the gunpowder was loaded into the barrel by the Shunjun gunner, and then a three-pound iron shell was loaded into the barrel.

Shunjun's gunner held a torch in his hand. When he heard the order, he stabbed the torch into the fire door.

"Boom" the Qianjin General's cannon sprayed out an orange-red tongue of flames, and thick white smoke rose up. The shells flew out from the muzzle with gunpowder, flying at a speed visible to the naked eye to Qixing Village 500 steps away.

However, Zhao Peng saw from the Qianli Mile Mile that the shell had hit a little bit and the landing point was a little closer. It landed on the ground more than 30 steps away from the village wall, stirring up a burst of soil. The shell jumped up again and bounced continuously on the ground. When the shell hit the village wall, it had completely lost its kinetic energy and the village wall was unscathed.

"I just said that the distance is too far." Li Zicheng said.

After Zhao Peng restored the cannon, he reweighted the gunpowder and asked him to load it again. At the same time, he handed a piece of paper full of words to the Shunjun gunners, asking them to load the gunpowder according to the data written on the paper, and adjust the direction and elevation angle of the muzzle. When the Shunjun gunners loaded the No. 1 cannon, Zhao Peng ordered the No. 2 cannon to be tested.

The No. 2 artillery fired still failed to hit the target, and the shells crossed the wall of the village and flew to the back. Then the cannon was reset, the gunpowder was weighed again, and then the cannon was cooled down, the cannon chamber was cleaned, and the loading was loaded. While the No. 2 artillery was loaded, the No. 3 artillery fired and the shells fell on the wall of the village, stirring up a piece of gravel. A Guanning Army gunner was hit by the jumping shells, and the whole person instantly turned into a dissipated blood mist. The gravels stirred by the shells were like shrapnel, and the surrounding Guanning Army soldiers screamed and fell down.

Guanning Army Guard Yang Kun shouted anxiously: "Send the cannon! Bomb the thief army!"

"Boom boom boom" A roaring cannon sounded at the head of Qixingzhai City. One cannon spewed out flames, and smoke filled the gunpowders. The shells flew towards the Shun Army's artillery camp like hail.

The counterattack of Guanning Army looked very scary, but most of the shells either flew too close or didn't know where they went. Occasionally, one or two shells hit the Shun Army's artillery camp positions, but the shells plunged into the soil and sandbags. The energy was swallowed by the sandbags, and the shells were like mud cows entering the sea without any effect.

On the Shun Army Artillery Battalion, Zhao Peng ordered a cannon to conduct a test firing. About half an hour later, all the cannons completed the test firing. Each Shun Army gunner was assigned a piece of paper, which contained the data given to them by Zhao Peng. Next, after each round of artillery attacks, they just needed to reset and load according to the data recorded on the paper.

During this period, the Guanning Army fired various general artillery at the Shun Army. The Fran machine cannon shells were more than 500, but it caused almost no damage to the Shun Army. Only one shell flew over the head of the Shun Army artillery battalion and happened to hit an unlucky Shun Army auxiliary soldier.

"Let's fire!" Zhao Peng pulled out the Xiuchun Sword and pointed forward.

A total of ten thousand pounds of general cannons, twelve thousand pounds of Francis, twenty-four general cannons and thirty-two five hundred pounds of Francis at the same time made a deafening roar. The cannon sounded like a sudden thunder sound on the ground, and the whole earth was shaken. From the vision of the Guanning Army, a fire flashed across the opposite side, and white smoke rose up. Black shells flew towards them like hail, and the shells gradually magnified in their eyes.
Chapter completed!
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