Behind me is the earth

"good!"

Ren Pingsheng clapped his hands and praised.

Next, the roar continued, and 20 artillery bombarded the hillside one after another. Rocks rolled down the hillside, and there were scorched holes, which made the people present feel excited.

These artillery pieces are not as powerful as gas cans, or even as powerful as explosive packets.

However, the reason why heartless artillery withdraws from the battlefield is naturally justified.

Its range is short, only one to two hundred meters; its accuracy is poor, and it basically flies freely; its rate of fire is slow, and when fired at close range, it is basically a one-shot kill; it is easy to explode, and its craftsmanship is simple and crude, which can easily cause casualties to artillerymen.

Therefore, even though the heartless cannon is quite powerful, the damage it can do compared to standard weapons is still far behind.

"This batch of artillery has a very fast loading speed and can fire more than 15 rounds in one minute. The effective range can reach more than 8,000 meters. With the position of the drone, precise strikes can be achieved."

Liu Wen introduced the artillery next to him.

Ren Pingsheng looked at the cannon. As the bottom rotated, the loading hole was exposed. The loader stuffed the shell into it and then reset the bottom. The operator pulled the pull ring and let go. With the sound of "bang", the cannonball was fired.

The gunners cooperated closely, and the whole process only took about three seconds.

"Not bad."

With a range of more than eight kilometers, the artillery can be arranged in a suitable place and bombarded outside the enemy's sight. The enemy may not even see his face, but he will be beaten to pieces by cannonballs from the sky!

Moreover, it can also shoot accurately. If the location of the enemy's central army can be determined, a dozen rounds of artillery shells and a saturation bombardment may directly destroy the enemy's command system.

With the organizational strength of the peasant uprising army like the Beiwan Group, in this way, the enemy army can be defeated directly without even spending a single soldier!

"What are the current artillery shell storage and productivity?"

Ren Pingsheng asked.

"There are still more than 800 rounds at the training base here, and the Qingcheng Manufacturing Bureau can produce about 200 rounds a day."

Liu Wen has been in Qingcheng recently, staring at the artillery developed by the Zaozhao Bureau, and he is very familiar with the production efficiency of the Zaozhao Bureau.

"Well, the Manufacturing Bureau continues to produce artillery and supporting artillery shells. Before the end of the month, it will produce ten more artillery pieces and stock up on more than 5,000 artillery shells."

Ren Pingsheng ordered.

"Lord, the manpower of the production bureau is tight..."

Liu Wen was a little embarrassed.

"Shaowen, I'm afraid there will be a war years ago."

Liu Qiang interrupted Liu Wen.

"good."

Ren Pingsheng nodded: "Now, there are already a lot of shotgun and rifle bullet reserves. If necessary, we will reduce the production of gun bullets and ensure the supply of artillery shells.

If there are enough artillery shells to deal with the enemy's attack, we can sit firmly on the Diaoyutai. "

"good!"

Liu Wen gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement.

He was under great pressure, because with the successive rounds of military expansion plans, the machines and manpower of the Manufacturing Bureau were spinning continuously without stopping. Whether it is flintlock muskets, shotguns, or bolt-action rifles, they are all being produced overtime, and a huge amount of bullets are consumed, so workers in the Manufacturing Bureau are being recruited one after another in line with the army expansion plan. Today's Manufacturing Bureau It has become a very bloated unit with more than 2,000 front-line operators.

If you include those outsourced workshops, this number will more than double.

In addition, he also has other jobs in the Ministry of Industry, which often makes him feel inadequate.

At this time, the sun had set over the mountain at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the sky was quickly getting dark.

After Ren Pingsheng gave a brief lecture to the artillerymen assembled in the audience, and after having a dinner with the soldiers in the barracks, he got on his horse and left Yunlong Mountain under the watch of the artillerymen.

"My lord, give the cannon a name."

Liu Wen said next to Ren Pingsheng.

Ren Pingsheng thought for a while and said: "Since it is produced in Qingcheng Town, let's call it Qingcheng 75mm Field Cannon."

Just when Ren was imagining bombarding the rebels in Beiwan, Liu Heima stood outside the camp in the Chinese army camp outside Le County, looking at the red sky reflected in Le County in the distance.

"Who set fire to the city?"

Liu Heima asked the people around him.

"Yan Su is very strict in his military management. The gates of Le County are tightly closed and our people cannot get in. The person who set the fire should be a rioter in Le County."

The military advisor beside him replied.

A smile appeared on Liu Heima's face, he held a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and said happily: "It seems that Le County can't hold on anymore."

The military advisor waved the folding fan in his hand and complimented: "There are still more than ten days before the general's ultimatum, and Yan Su can no longer control the situation. According to his subordinates, this Yan Su may not be able to hold on any longer. Maybe this I will come to the general in two days and kowtow to apologize to him!"

"Ha ha ha ha"

Hearing this, Liu Heima laughed heartily: "I have long heard that Shi Lang Yan is running the army in a strict and orderly manner. Now it seems that it is indeed good. He can hold on in Chou City for nearly half a year. If he is willing to join my sect, he will definitely make him My military power, Liu Ziqi, is even greater."

"The general is wise."

The master had a smile on his face, but he was quite unhappy in his heart.

Because if Yan Su becomes Liu Heima's disciple, he feels that his status may be threatened.

"I think Laile County will soon fall, and Dajiang's revenge will also be avenged!"

When Liu Dajiang was mentioned, Liu Heima's expression turned sinister.

Liu Dajiang is his nephew and the only son of his deceased elder brother. Now he has been arrested by people from Qingshui County. His life or death is unknown now!

When he thought of Qingshui County, Liu Heima became furious. He wished he could send his troops south now, raze Qingshui County to the ground, and massacre the city for three days, leaving no chickens or dogs behind!

"It's just a Qingshui County. Once the general's army arrives, it will definitely wipe out the whole world! When the time comes, that Huang Youcai will be executed in a hurry to respect the spirit of Vice General Liu in heaven...ah!"

Before the master finished speaking, five red marks suddenly appeared on his face.

His mouth was filled with the taste of blood, and he spit out some big white teeth.

"Who are you? How dare you curse my nephew Dajiang!"

Liu Heima's expression was completely different from before. The sinister expression at this time made people's scalp tingle.

The master suddenly felt like chaff. He couldn't help but his legs were shaking, and he knelt on the ground: "General, General, spare your life! This subordinate deserves to die! General, spare your life!"

"snort!"

Liu Heima snorted coldly.

At this time, everyone around the camp was silent and did not dare to speak out, for fear of attracting the attention of the general and leading to a severe beating.

"Brother, why are you angry with the master? He is just thinking about the general."

At this time, a dark-skinned and tall man came over and tried to persuade Liu Heima.

"Brother Wu is here."

When Liu Heima saw the person coming, the gloomy look on his face dissipated a little, and he looked at the master again: "I won't do this again!"

"Yes! Yes! I will never dare to do it again!"

The master said quickly.

Liu Heima waved his hand, as if driving away a dog he raised: "Get down!"

After that, he walked towards the camp.

Vice General Wu also followed into the camp.

"I think it only takes a few days to capture Le County. The next step is to send our troops south and capture Wuzhou and Hehe River, the two granaries of the world!"

Liu Hei Ma Da Ma Jin Dao sat down, his words were quite heroic, and his face was full of yearning.

They were born in the peasant army. Although they now live a life of plenty of food, clothing, and wealth, their desire for food is still engraved in their bones.

Vice General Wu nodded and said: "In the Battle of Yinshan, the imperial court's troops in several southeastern provinces were wiped out. Now that we are going south, it can be said that we have a smooth journey!

Once the two major granaries are captured, our Beiwan Group will have a continuous supply of food, and the flag owner will have the foundation to become king! "

"Yes, once Wuzhou and Hehe provinces are captured, and my eldest brother becomes the king, he will raise his arms and raise his arms. How can we stop those northern bandits?

The power of the Dajing court has been exhausted. When the northern bandits are collected, they will go all the way north to the capital to capture the old emperor. The eldest brother will ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor. We are all the heroes who founded the country. We have been granted the title of marquis and the prime minister. We can compete with the new dynasty and the new dynasty. The country rests together and enjoys eternal wealth! "

When Liu Heima thought about his future wealth and wantonness, he suddenly had an orgasm in his head and was inexplicably excited.

"However, when passing through Qingshui County, I will massacre the city for three days without sealing the knife, and let the men kill, rob, and play to their heart's content!

And that Huang from Qingshui County...no, it was the man named Ren. He was detained for three days as a warning to others.

Give those soft-footed shrimps in the south a hard shake!

I want to see who else dares to stand in my way from now on! "

Liu Heima had just had an intracranial orgasm, but now he became gloomy, his face changing at every turn, as if he had a schizophrenia.

Liu Dajiang is very similar to him in this regard, perhaps it is a family inheritance.

outside.

The master kept watching Liu Heima enter the tent, then quickly stood up and stepped back in small steps. When he looked at the people around him, he felt his face was burning. Compared with the pain on my face, I felt more embarrassed in my heart. I just felt that my face as a scholar had been trampled to the ground by Liu Heima!

"Bah! What the hell!"

He cursed in a voice that only he could hear, and then hurried towards his small tent.

He lowered his head, not daring to look at anyone. He felt ashamed and ashamed to see anyone.

"Ouch! Brother Jin Cheng, what's going on?"

As soon as the master entered the tent, he heard a voice of surprise and concern.

But it was a scholar who had just joined Liu Heima some time ago. His name was Lu Xingwen, a young scholar from Wuyang County. He knew a lot of things from all over the world and was very knowledgeable. Not long after he came to Liu Heima's camp, he became quite popular. The two of them lived together for more than a month, chatting and talking every day, and their relationship was very good.

At this time, Lu Xingwen put down the book in his hand and came forward with concern.

"No, it's nothing, I just fell down."

The master said quickly because of his face.