Traveling through time and space and becoming a deposed prince, he just wants to survive!

Chapter 380 Battle of the West Gate

On the battlefield raging with flames, Xu Xiang climbed onto the city wall and looked into the distance with a serious gaze.

Relying on his years of combat experience, he estimated that the enemy was about 1,200 steps away.

After some calculations in his mind, he knew that he needed to hang two medicine bags and the shooting angle also needed to be precisely controlled.

"Everyone, take your positions, angle three, charge two, aim forward and fire the first round."

Xu Xiang's voice was firm and powerful. As the order was given, the mortars roared in unison and fired towards the enemy's artillery.

After Luancheng had glass, Zhao Sheng started producing telescopes.

Although the quality is not top-notch and it is just a wooden monocular, it can still see clearly from several thousand meters away.

Xu Xiang raised the telescope and carefully observed the explosion point, his heart sinking.

The explosion point was a bit far away, but he knew that after the first shot, the second shell would usually land a little closer.

So he suppressed the urge to adjust the gun and continued to order indiscriminate fire.

The speed of the second round of shooting was so fast that it completely caught the enemy by surprise.

The new army's mortars fired and reloaded at almost twice the speed of the enemy's artillery. Just when the enemy had just found the target and was about to fight back, the second shell was already whistling towards them.

On the battlefield, there are always people who meet with misfortune. Soldiers hit by bombs are killed instantly, while others have their bomb boxes destroyed, triggering a chain reaction.

Qi Guanlie's artillery position fell into chaos in an instant.

"Don't panic, adjust your direction quickly and fire at the enemy."

The commanders shouted at the top of their lungs, trying their best to move the cannons and fire back at the location where the artillery had just been fired.

On the other side, Niu Kun quietly set out from the north gate with a regiment.

At first, the operation went smoothly. However, as they gradually approached the enemy's artillery position, Sai Jinzhu, who was on guard nearby, noticed something unusual.

"There are people in the north. Quickly send out 10,000 troops to destroy the enemy."

Sai Jinzhu looked nervous and quickly ordered his cavalry to rush towards Niu Kun.

Seeing this, Niu Kun did not dare to slack off at all. He decisively commanded his battalion to form a battle array and prepare to meet the enemy.

"Captain, the enemy is cavalry, and they are numerous. I'm afraid we can't resist them with just our numbers."

A soldier from the new army spoke in a trembling voice, filled with fear.

"Then hurry up and bombard with artillery."

Niu Kun shouted loudly. The situation was so urgent that he knew he couldn't just sit there and wait for death.

The artillerymen quickly took out the gun barrels, set up the gun mounts casually, and started firing hastily without even having time to aim.

The ten mortars were firing at moving targets and could only scare the enemy temporarily.

At this time, a gunner did not set up the gun mount at all. Instead, he held the gun barrel with his hands and fired at the cavalry in a free aiming posture.

What is surprising is that this seemingly unconventional method can allow the shells to accurately hit the enemy, which is like using the mortar as a sniper rifle.

The enemy was getting closer and closer, rifles roared angrily, and ruthless bullets rained down on the enemy.

Now it uses a magazine to feed ammunition, and the bolt is pulled after each shot. The firing rate is much faster than before.

In addition, the enemy was numerous and the target was obvious. Except for the artillery, everyone in Niu Kun's regiment opened fire. After ten breaths, they had fired 10,000 rounds of ammunition, killing a small half of the enemy.

At this time, the mortar did not need to be loaded with explosives, it just fired in the direction and killed many enemies.

The 10,000 invading troops were beaten to the ground, and soon they could not withstand such a ferocious massacre and fled in panic.

Sai Jinzhu never expected that there were only more than 2,000 people coming. He sent out 10,000 cavalrymen, but half of them were lost in a blink of an eye and had to flee back in a panic.

"Go, request fire support."

Sai Jinzhu's face was gloomy and he was furious. He ordered people to request artillery support.

Large-caliber artillery is attacking the city, but they also have more than 30 new small-caliber artillery pieces, which are relatively light to carry.

At least twenty guns came at once and were placed in front of Niu Kun's team.

"Are you kidding me? When did the enemy get so many cannons? Are we going to fight them?"

Someone from the new army couldn't help but exclaim.

Before they could complain too much, the enemy's artillery began to attack.

Although the accuracy of the artillery fire was poor, the enemy did have artillery, and once hit, there was no chance of survival.

At a distance of 800 steps, the rifles in their hands could hardly be effective.

The two sides instantly fell into a melee. Although mortars are accurate, they are difficult to hit the target every time.

The two sides exchanged fire, and the enemy was clearly at a disadvantage. The mortar's range, after adding more powder, far surpassed theirs, but adding too much powder would also cause the barrel to overheat.

The enemy can't hit you, but you can't continue to attack. You can only wait for the barrel to cool down before continuing.

The endless consumption of ammunition was an unbearable burden for both sides. After fighting for a while, Niu Kun realized that the situation was not good.

"This isn't a solution. It's safer to evacuate. If we run out of ammunition and the enemy charges, our numbers won't be enough."

Niu Kun made a prompt decision and ordered a retreat.

After a day of attacks, the South Gate was completely destroyed. Fortunately, Daraxinbu did not launch a charge to attack the city, otherwise Shangjun City would be in imminent danger.

After a day's consumption, both sides had very little ammunition left. Fortunately, there was a weapons manufacturing workshop in Shangjun City, so they were not afraid of these.

Zhao Hong's coalition forces could only suspend fighting the next day, waiting for the delivery of artillery shells. Manufacturing artillery shells takes time, so everyone was much more quiet the next day, and no one took the initiative to declare war.

However, Daraxinbu still has solid bullets, and he is not so honest.

From time to time, they would use these projectiles to bombard Shangjun City. Although they couldn't hit the people in the city, it made Yan Ruxiang very angry.

"No, we have to surprise them at night. They are bullying us and daring us not to leave the city."

Yan Ruxiang was furious and said with gritted teeth.

Upon hearing this, Shan Ning nodded silently in approval.

His division had suffered hundreds of casualties in today's battle, and it would be a lie to say he wasn't angry. If he didn't attack the city again, the rifle in his hand would be useless.

"I suggest that our new troops carry out tonight's attack. Our weapons are capable of long-range night strikes, which are more advantageous than your close combat."

Shan Ning volunteered, and Yan Ruxiang felt warmed when he heard it. He said, "You are worthy of being my comrades in the Great Zhou. I will leave this matter to you."

"Look, you're really not shy!" Shan Ning muttered to himself, but his face showed no sign of it. He turned around and started preparing for the night attack.

After dinner, the new army was ready to go and brought all the mortars with them, ready to deal a fatal blow to the invading enemy.

The night attack quietly began in such a tense atmosphere.