Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

Just when Cao Ying's line was already unstable, Fushan's side blew the horn of attack.

Any defensive position must have a channel to attack, which is also Zhang Shouren's belief in war.No matter how good the defense is, it is not as good as the offense. Only when there is defense and offense is there a balance, and it is a qualified three-dimensional defensive position.

In the sound of the horn, several suspension bridges were lowered in front of the ditch, and a large number of gunmen appeared on the battlefield with their shoulders carrying guns. On their shoulders, the muzzles of the guns were shining, as if It's something sharp.

"My lord, is this a bayonet?"

The frontline commanders are Zhang Shilu and Zhao Qinian. This pair is not as brave as Zhu Wangli, nor as violent and brutal as the old pair of Sun Liangdong and Huang Er, nor as vicious as Qian Wenlu and Su Wannian. The two commanders played very finely, and the rhythm of using troops was very clear. At this time, seizing the moment when the heavy cavalry attacked and counterattacked with musketeers, this was a very good feeling on the battlefield. The embodiment of making the most appropriate decision at the right time. [

The generals of the Fushan Camp have obviously grown and matured.

And Zhang Shouren's demeanor became more and more relaxed. This battle seemed dangerous, and the peasant army burst out with courage and determination that he did not dare to underestimate. The generation is poor.

When the musketeers attacked with bayonets, it was too late even if several battalions of peasant troops were able to gather a large number of elite cavalry to fight...it was too late.

Hearing Zhang Shiqiang's question, he nodded with a smile, and replied, "It's a bayonet!"

In fact, the Daming Shenji Battalion also tried to install the bayonet on the firecracker, but it was not systematic and unsuccessful.In fact, it is very simple technically. As long as there is fine iron and good steel, the casting of the bayonet is very simple, and the matching with the muzzle is not complicated.

It’s just that the firearms troops of the Ming army fired from a long distance, and they didn’t have the will to fight. It was simply impossible to expect the gunfire soldiers to fight hand to hand. The reason for the divine weapon like the gun is the same... It's not that it's bad, it's for another reason.

Of course, there is no such "other reason" for Fushan soldiers. Once they are assembled, they must be trained and put into use.

The technique of spear stabbing is the same as that of pike soldiers, it is nothing more than strength, speed, retraction, and formation training, all of these are not problems for Fushan.

Now in front of everyone's eyes, more than 1000 gunners lined up from the attack tunnel, and after reaching the opposite side of the trench, they lined up in assault teams one by one.

The array is based on the unit, with two in front and one in the back, forming an array that cooperates with each other and relies on each other.

"This is a triangular formation, and the assault is very sharp."

"Looks like it's longer than a spear?"

"Long spears are generally five feet long. The length of the firecracker plus the bayonet is half an arm longer than our army's standard long spears."

"In this way, isn't it true that if the bayonet is well trained, it won't be a disadvantage against the pike phalanx?"

"In theory, yes."

As the first batch of spearmen, Zhang Shifu and Zhang Shiqiang had mixed feelings in their hearts. They developed bayonets and equipped all musketeers with long and sharp spear points to train them in the art of stabbing and killing with spears. , the musketeer can shoot from a long distance and fight hand-to-hand at close range. After a few years, the spear gestures in the Fushan Army will definitely fall into an embarrassing situation.

This kind of change will not be immediate, the spearman is still very useful, but after a few years?How about decades later?

It is only a matter of time before the pikemen and sword and shield soldiers are completely eliminated.

Zhang Shouren was also very emotional. Everything in front of him was brought out by him alone. The bayonet and gun array in front of him is just a prototype, a trend towards the future, and he is also very clear in his heart that the combination of bayonet and musket is the future. ! [

"Failed, defeated!"

"The officers and soldiers are too powerful, they are not opponents, they can't beat them, they can't beat them!"

In front of the bayonet and spear formation of the Fushan gunners, the soldiers of Cao Ying finally collapsed.

At first dozens and hundreds, then hundreds and thousands, the entire battle line was rolled back, and even the troops from the other two battalions that came up with reinforcements were also rolled back together.

If there are enough troops, the stronghold can be broken.

The battle in front of the entire chariot formation was actually only seven rounds of artillery fire, and more than ten rounds of firecracker fire. However, under the sharp firepower, the soldiers of Cao Ying and other battalions barely maintained their courage. He was able to fight in close quarters, but before he could throw down those sacks and sandbags, the armored cavalry of the officers and soldiers was dispatched again, and the Xiao cavalry who placed Cao Ying on the left wing killed them in a hurry, causing heavy casualties.

Such a cruel battlefield will have to wait one or two hundred years later. On the battlefields of North America and Europe, soldiers on both sides who have undergone strict and cruel training marched in formation to the beat of drums, watching their comrades being hit by solid bombs in dozens of rows, their heads Being smashed, or decapitated, seeing people around you being hit in the chest, the whole heart being exposed, or the intestines being beaten out can only be tolerated by the modern army who is indifferent. During the American Civil War, shooting at each other in formation often resulted in a casualty rate as high as 200%, and the most casualties were military officers. At this time, Zhang Shouren brought out the monster-like strong army in advance. Welfare and powerful weapons armed to the teeth, as well as cruel and strict training and merciless military discipline, on the other side, they are essentially just a bunch of mud legs. In Zhang Shouren's view, these people have not even touched the edge of war. .

More than 300 tiger crouching cannons plus more than 300 firecrackers, and nearly [-] armored cavalry plus obstacles such as a trench and antlers, this style of play is already enough attention!

His leisure and calmness are really not pretending on purpose, but he knows from the bottom of his heart that today's battle must have such a result.

If the opponent is Donglu, and the opposite is [-] banners, of which [-] to [-] Donglu are in armor, he will have no way to use this style of play.

"It's miserable, it's terrible."

Luo Rucai was like a toad struck by lightning in a rainy day, with its mouth wide open, and its eyes staring as big as a bull's.

From the rebellion to the present, there have been victories and defeats. It is not uncommon for 10,000+ people to lose to thousands of elite officers and soldiers. However, 4 to [-] people, [-] of whom have been training for a year, are against less than [-] officers and soldiers. Attacking in arrogance, but they didn't even touch the sides of the opponent's car formation, the trenches were never filled, and the entire front had collapsed.

Such a fiasco had never been dreamed of in his worst nightmare.

"Marshal, we can't delay any longer, we have to go!"

Yang Chengzu, who has been commanding in front, has rushed back under the guard of his own soldiers. He has been staying behind the front line, and was nearly [-] steps away recently, so he has been safe all the time, but at this moment, it seems that he is disgraced and very disgraced. Looking at Luo Rucai, who was also in a daze, Yang Chengzu anxiously said, "These officers and soldiers must not be messed with, and the West Camp must have been booked, we have to leave!"

"As soon as we leave, the West Camp will be over."

Cao Cao has always been decisive, but he also knew in his heart that if he left like this, he would be able to preserve most of Xiying's strength while the Xiying was fighting hard. Even if the friendship is completely confessed here.

"Hey, when parents marry, everyone cares about everyone else. Marshal, I didn't say that we can't care about the life and death of Xiying."

"Ziyu, what do you think?"

The front is still retreating chaotically, and the gun formation formed by Fushan fire gunners on the opposite side is slowly moving forward, there are still a few miles away, and it will not seem like they are going to attack for a while. All the horse troops have been drawn back, and now only the infantry is blocking the charge of the officers and soldiers' iron cavalry. Fortunately, the armored cavalry does not seem to be able to fight for a long time. Not very interested, after rushing for a while, he backed away slowly, and it seemed that he was about to retreat behind the car formation again.

"It's not difficult to walk today, but I'm afraid of the future..."[

Unlike generals like Yang Chengzu, Ji Gui's thinking is still far away.

After this battle, the overall situation of Huguang Xunyang and even the whole country will change. Today, with nearly ten times the strength, we are on the defensive and waiting to attack, and even if we escape in a disastrous defeat, what will happen in the future?

"I can't fight hard, let's talk about the future later."

After hearing Yang Chengzu's words, Jigui showed helplessness, but nodded and said: "That's right, commander, make up your mind to go."

"Where is Jingxuan unable to explain?"

"It's actually easy to handle," Ji Gui said, "If there is a chance to see Jingshuai again in the future, the commander-in-chief can just say it directly. If Jingshuai and the commander-in-chief change places, he will leave too."

"Well, thinking about it this way, I feel a lot more settled."

Luo Ru closed her eyes, actually shed tears.He had an ominous premonition in his heart, after this time, the hope of seeing Zhang Xianzhong again was very slim.

The coach can be sad, but the people below are busy.Arrange the line of defense to prevent officers and soldiers from intruding, gather Xiaoqi and the women and children of the old camp, the gold and silver are soft, and they have been prepared in advance, so even though Cao Ying has a lot of luggage, the transfer of the camp began in a short time.

On the opposite side, the Fushan Fire Gunner returned to the front line, and the entire front fell silent.

There were discarded military flags and dead people everywhere on the battlefield, and blood flowed everywhere, congealing into large groups of purple-black blood clots on the ground, mixed with the soil, which looked shocking.

The corpses were lying together, and there were countless seriously injured patients. Cao Ying retreated, and they were also thrown down.

However, even if there is time to save them, it is just a waste of time. These days, except for a few lucky ones, with the treatment level of the peasant army, the damage caused by such gunpowder bombardment is hopeless, and the seriously injured will undoubtedly die.

"Win!"

Zhao Qinian put down the binoculars and waved his sore arm. Facing him a few miles away, the flag of Cao Ying was unfurling, but turned over to the other side of the valley.

In this battle, the Fushan Che Pao Battalion won a big victory!