A small soldier of the frontier army in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 897 Iron Wire
With a bang, a Fran cannon spewed out hundreds of thick projectiles forward.

Smoke and dust swept across the ground like a torrential rain, and a group of old battalion cavalrymen who were a hundred steps away on the opposite side were covered with blood and mist.

Together with this Frang machine gun, there were another 140 Nine Flang machine guns, and 150 Flang machine guns fired shotguns, causing casualties to the old battalion soldiers on the opposite side.

However, the bandit cavalry has basically never seen the Jingbian army's gun battle formation. They still charge [-] cavalry from the right battalion at the same time.

Therefore, after being bombarded by three waves of shotgun salvos from 150 Hongyi cannons, [-] general cannons, and [-] small and medium Frang machines from the Qinglong Army's position, the rear cavalry was still in a panic. The crowd rushed.

"The firearms are ready!"

Seeing a lot of sparse, but still a flood of thieves rushing in, the general of the Zuo Battalion who was in charge of the front line, Jie Yifeng, shouted orders.

"preparation!"

All the blunderbuss soldiers shouted loudly, there was a rattling sound of metal, and at the same time there was a sound of rattling the hammer. After each soldier pulled out the hammer, he raised his flintlock gun. Immediately, the sharp blunderbuss swords were like a forest, and ten people in front of them The artillery and archers outside the steps lowered their bodies desperately.

"aim!"

Immediately, the [-] gunmen on the first floor turned down the guns in their hands, and the muzzles of the muzzles with the gun swords were black and pressed against the bandit cavalry rushing forward, and a large piece of metal cold light spread.

"shooting!"

Jie Yifeng roared and shouted, the trumpeter beside him blew the order, and the sharp swan trumpet stopped Xingyun.

All the soldiers in the first row pulled the triggers, and the hammers hit the fire sickles of everyone, there was a light snap, and then there was a loud bang, the sparks from the strike ignited the primer in the fire door, and instantly ignited everyone's guns Gunpowder inside the tube.

Immediately, large puffs of gunpowder smoke spewed out from the fire gates and barrels of each person, with thick flames, and then these gunpowder smoke connected with each other and merged into a wall of smoke rising up, and a large area of ​​white smoke filled the four-mile battle.

The deafening sound of platooning guns, the bandit cavalry rushing forward rolled over a large area, and some front row seats were almost emptied. The shrill people screamed, and the shot knights rolled on the ground howling. is even more crazy.

Although the platoon guns are not as violent as the shotgun shells, they shoot more densely and more accurately. They still stand one meter away from each other, but the rushing thieves are not so dense. They almost all aim at one person. There are no misses.

"Second floor, come forward!"

Jie Yifeng shouted orders, and immediately the second row of musketeers took a few steps forward, raised their guns to aim at the horse team that was rushing forward again, while the first row still stayed where they were and reloaded.

This is the Xu Jin tactic of the Jingbian army. The front row finishes fighting, the second row moves forward, the second row finishes fighting, and the third row moves forward.There are many gunfire tactics. Compared with the retreat tactics, this kind of slow-moving tactics is more offensive and aggressive, and it gives the enemy a stronger sense of threat.

Just take a step forward, the meaning is different.

"shooting!"

There was the sound of swans resounding against the clouds, the deafening sound of firing guns, and more screams from the thieves in front. As far as I can see, their troops and horses are empty again. The corpses of the horses and horses stumbled and hindered, crowded and chaotic.

Especially the horses under their crotches, many of them were unwilling to move forward, facing the sharp metal forest.

"Third and fourth floors, come forward!"

Jie Yifeng roared and shouted, seeing that even if the bandits from behind come up, they will be crowded with the remaining cavalry in front, the opportunity cannot be missed, Jie Yifeng immediately ordered three or four rows of gunmen to come up together, and fight in a dense formation, two at a distance of one meter. Gunners fired in unison in three or four rows.

"Tiger!"

Zheng Tianmin shouted loudly, and following the majestic voices of his comrades-in-arms, their row of blunderbusses raised their blunderbusses and walked to the front, followed by the fourth row of blunderbuss soldiers.

"aim!"

Jie Yifeng roared at the top of his lungs, Zheng Tianmin pulled down the hammer and at the same time raised the blunderbuss to the front, beside him there were densely aimed blunderbusses, they were close together, and at the same time there were blunderbuss tubes on his left and right shoulders Leaning out, the cold light of the gun sword spread.

Zheng Tianmin aimed at a war horse rushing forward, the distance was very short now, he could see the expression of fear and despair on the horse's thief, he opened his mouth as if roaring something.

Zheng Tianmin was a little nervous at first, but it was such a big battle for the first time. Fortunately, during the daily training, the comrades around him gave him strength, and the high excitement made him forget everything, leaving only his instincts.

The panic of the bandits gave him even more confidence. They were the invincible Jingbian army, and even the most elite old soldiers in the bandit battalion were no match for them.

He firmly held the gun in his left hand, leaned on the trigger with his right finger, and rested the gun rest on his shoulder, just aiming at the thief.

Suddenly there was a sharp swan sound, and Zheng Tianmin pulled the trigger without hesitation. With a sound, a ball of flames burst out from his fire door, and the strong recoil brought the fire blunderbuss into a heavy impact, and then violent gunpowder smoke came out from the mouth of his blunderbuss. , followed by a long burst of sharp flames.

The sound of Zheng Tianmin's firecrackers merged into a deafening sound, the sound was louder, the flames were fiercer, and the smoke was denser. Seen from the side, the flames that came out were almost connected together, following the explosion of the firecrackers, The thick smoke was several times higher than before.

This time the gunmen stood closer together, shooting at the same time in two rows, almost four times the precise firepower output. After they fired in a row, the crowded and chaotic cavalry in front of them were all emptied, and it seemed that only a few people sat blankly. Immediately, he stared blankly ahead.

Within dozens of steps of that formation, the corpses of men and horses were piled up in piles, and there were horrific groans and the wailing of shot horses everywhere.

The volleyball shooting also woke up the bandits completely. Their formation was completely chaotic. Originally, the horses charging were basically spaced apart. Generally, even if the horses in front fell down, it would be difficult to trip the rear. Now the corpses of the horses and horses in front are piled up like mountains. , they rushed forward and almost stumbled.

The old battalion soldiers in the rear no longer rushed forward inertially, they woke up, all screaming, and desperately reined in their horses.

Zheng Tianmin heard the earth-shattering wailing in front of him. Out of the corner of his eye after shooting, he saw four balls of blood mist rising from the thief's body, and he didn't know which one he shot.

He saw the bandit soldier rolling on the ground and screaming desperately. He clutched his stomach and struggled, and as he moved, it seemed that colorful things gushed out of his abdomen.

Zheng Tianmin was still in fear. He smelled a strong smell of gunpowder smoke and blood in his nose, reminding him that he was on the battlefield. He didn't have time to express his feelings, so he reloaded instinctively and consciously, and then he heard Li Zhengjing, the battalion general on the left, The roar echoed the command of the military department: "The spearmen step forward!"

A piece of red fringe was shining, and four rows of spearmen squeezed past him, all holding armor-piercing long cone guns. The old bandit battalion flustered in front of him raised his gun and stabbed him.

Zheng Tianmin heard Fang's heart-piercing screams. It was obvious that the panic-stricken old bandit camp was being slaughtered by the spearmen brothers. The cold light seemed to retract neatly, and then pierced out neatly, accompanied by the flying of blood mist and screams.

They pushed forward slowly, leaving nothing behind.

He didn't know how long he had been killed, but Zheng Tianmin listened to the battalion general Li Zhengjing roaring in response to the military order: "The blunderbuss step forward!"

Zheng Tianmin and the others trotted in, holding the blunderbusses with their blunderbuss swords on, striding past the spearmen, there was a sound of orderly clattering.

……

"Step forward!"

Han Chaomeng's expression turned solemn, and he shouted orders.

"Tiger!"

Two B-battalions of the Xuanwu Army, Wang Puxin's battalion, and two C-battalions with [-] infantry soldiers shouted in unison, stepped forward in unison, and directly passed the artillery and gunners in front of them. Tassels fluttered.

This is already the third wave of slaves charging into battle. The first two waves of Outer Domain Mongolian cavalry were directly defeated by shotguns, and then they learned to be smart. It was actually 2 people from Horqin's tribe who charged together, threatening a large number of horses in the process.So after being bombarded by three waves of shotgun shells and several times of rocket salvos, the billowing Tatar cavalry still came like a tide amidst the smoke.

"Fireball!"

The 2000 blunderbuss soldiers shouted in unison, [-] of them on each floor, all raised their blunderbuss obliquely, and then aimed at the Tatar cavalry rolling in front of them on the first floor.

They rushed into a hundred steps in an instant.

"put!"

There was a thunderous volley of guns, and they burst out continuous flames and smoke from the muzzles of their gun swords, as if a wall of smoke had risen from the ground.

"put!"

The first row of musketeers squatted down after shooting, and then the second row pulled the trigger against the surging Mengqi.

"put!"

The sound of firing guns was repeated one after another. Looking from a high place, a smoke dragon rose from that side and before it spread, another long wall of white smoke rose into the air.

The middle of the wall of smoke is accompanied by gorgeous firelight, like a dazzling red thread.

This red line is very thin and narrow, but facing the enemy's seemingly boundless torrent, it appears extremely strong.

They are like an indestructible iron line, vowing to block all enemies in front of them.

……

The sound of the explosive guns was connected together, and another smoke dragon densely rose from the opposite side. With the sound of the guns, hundreds of soldiers from the outer battalion rolled to the ground, screaming hoarsely.

Their howls were heard in the ears of others, and everyone couldn't help shivering and terrified.

The firing force of the Jingbian Army’s fire blunderbuss reaches an initial velocity of 350 meters per second. Under the powerful kinetic energy, the projectile flies over a distance of [-] meters in an instant, and can easily break through the second and third layers of armor of the Qing army, not to mention that the bandits in front of them are almost armorless Or light armor.

So after they were shot, the bullets easily penetrated into their bodies, tore and rolled inside, tearing their bones, muscles, and internal organs into a mess, and then a large part of the lead bullets shattered, forming a terrifying shot effect.

In the end, long blood arrows gushed out from the body of the person who was shot, and he rolled on the ground struggling in pain.

Seeing their terrified appearance after being shot, all the people around them panicked, so on the first floor of the gunmen on the opposite side, after a volley of 1 guns fired, the [-] people from the outer battalion that rushed into the formation collapsed immediately.

They let out earth-shattering howls, and all ran back in terror, yelling as they ran, only hating their parents for losing two legs.

"Oh, I lost again."

Liu Fangliang watched the movement silently. He led the army on the left wing of the formation. The front of Fuhai, Wengshan, and Hongshan were all crowded with people, and the back of Hongshan was also full of people. How many people did he have? I don't know, but there must be [-] to [-].

And there are many people gathered behind, ready to fight the wheel battle.

Because there are few cavalry on both sides here, and there are few sharp heavy artillery rockets, the distance between the two sides is about two miles.

After Liu Fangliang supervised the attack on the left wing, he dispatched troops and launched multiple waves of attacks on the opposite side, but with few results.

The firearms of the Jingbian army are too sharp, and few of them can survive two volleys of guns. Generally, after a volley of firecrackers on the opposite side, no matter whether 1 or 2 people are attacking here, they will immediately collapse.

Moreover, the generals of the foreign battalions were very resentful, thinking that the old battalion drove them to take the bullets from the Jingbian army, and they stayed behind comfortably. Fortunately, their subordinates only needed to attack in one wave, and they could retreat to the camp to rest, so Only barely supported it.

There was also a pre-arranged strategy, the Dashun soldiers gathered behind the Red Mountain, and then climbed over the mountains to attack their left flank, but the Jing border army deployed troops and horses a few miles away in the valley below the mountain, and arranged firecrackers and artillery. The people and horses crossed the mountains and ridges, and they became the turtles in the urn.

He looked at the position of the Chinese army far away, and it seemed that things were not going well there, which made him frown. Facing an enemy like the Jingbian army, he didn't know how to fight.

Wuyang Bojin had cattle riding horses near him, and he selected two thousand horses for this battle. Seeing Liu Fangliang frowning, a mocking look flashed in his eyes.

But seeing Liu Fangliang was depressed, he comforted him: "I have a lot of soldiers in Dashun, so don't worry, fight slowly."

(End of this chapter)