open sea

Chapter 1401 Reorganization
Late fifteenth to late sixteenth centuries.

Almost no cavalry in the world can defeat a cavalry team composed entirely of Western European feudal knights in a frontal charge under the same number of conditions.

The reason has nothing to do with the plate armor. No matter which country the heavy cavalry belonged to, the protection ability of the contemporary heavy cavalry is basically immune to most sharp weapons, even the armored cavalry of Genghis Khan 300 years ago.

Mainly in horses, the horses of the knights in Western Europe are huge in size. They are a kind of war horse with excellent short-distance tactical ability that focuses on opening fields between fiefdoms, and has a dominant advantage in charging.

But under normal circumstances, no one would be crazy enough to form such a costly cavalry team.

Under the normal system, apart from Europe, who would gather hundreds or even thousands of low-level officers to launch a charge?
But it did happen in England.

It's like the Bali Bridge in another time and space.

The knights experienced the shooting of rockets and artillery shells successively. The formation was chaotic, and many people fell off their horses. In the chaos, the cavalry of the Ming army galloped from the central army in a dense formation.

They were in good order, trotting over in a very neat formation, riding strong horses, and there was no confusion when changing formations in groups. People could not hear any command orders and there was no military band following the cavalry.

Like the burning clouds approaching the sky in the evening, everything is silent, except for the cold eyes behind the iron mask, only the heavy hooves of horses echoing on the battlefield.

Fifty paces away, there was a loud shout from the trotting cavalry formation, and everything was speeded up suddenly. Several cavalry troops in order were like iron cavalry walls that came rushing one after another, passing through the gap of their own artillery, stepping on the ground. The dying horse that fell to the ground quickly rushed towards the terrified knights with an iron spear.

They have a clear division of labor, and they are clean and tidy.

The best Beiyang cavalry can accurately use the spear to block the weapon swung by the foot knight within two steps, and then use the carbine to push the spear into the knight's ass.

This kind of people often join the army with their skills, so they can show amazing skills; more riders use very solid rampage, stabbing spears on the armor to knock people over, leaving it to the robes holding the bones behind to make up for it. Remember the dull hammer.

No matter how good the armor and skills are, they cannot offset the advantages of cavalry versus infantry, formation versus skirmishers, and more people versus fewer people.

As long as they take a hit, what awaits them is continuous blows, knocking on the helmet again and again with the momentum of the horse, just like stuffing themselves into the tower of the Tower of London, jingling and banging non-stop.

In the never-ending stagger, there is always a blow that can knock a person down so that he can never get up again.

After the knights' offensive was blocked, the Miaorokui infantry of the Muye Camp launched the most terrifying charge against the advancing British infantry.

They marched in strict accordance with Muye's popular Beiyang infantry drill code, which was said to be a charge, but the speed was not fast, they just stepped forward with mighty strides.

If you just carry a large shield and long shield and a large crossbow with a human arm span on your shoulders, it will not make the English infantry on the opposite side, who are all carrying Dutch-made Spanish heavy muskets on their shoulders, feel terrible-they are actually marching forward with cannons on their shoulders!
The tiger crouching cannons that were planted in front of the formation were pulled up by each team in three very simple steps. Two strong winding hands carried a [-]-jin cannon barrel, and the other carried a loose cannon and a tiger cannon on their backs. The wooden box with claws and nails moved forward with great strides.

This scene made the Carrot Army Musketeers feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Just now they hid behind the heavy infantry, and most of them were not directly bombarded, but it was clear from the moment they entered the army that it was these small artillery that blasted the heavy knights at close range, making them helpless to fight back.

Now these cannons are coming to find themselves.

Fear is nothing but fear, they still have to follow the sound of bagpipes, even though it is difficult to hear the tune of their own military music under the suppression of military music from the Ming army formation.

The claws of the tiger squatting gun and the fork of the heavy-duty matchlock gun fell to the ground almost at the same time, and the primers on both sides were also sprinkled at the same time. The closer battlefield was once again occupied by gunpowder smoke.

The overwhelming heavy musket bullets penetrated the long board and hit the soldiers of the Muye camp behind them. The people in front fell down, the people in the middle were dragged away, and the people behind made up.

The battle line became thinner and thinner, until the tiger squatting guns fired before the tiger squatting formation.

This time, the Tiger Crouch Cannon no longer pursues close-range killing.

In the overwhelming rain of bullets, the Muye camp, which has always shown people in a dense line formation, finally launched a group-like group charge. Under the protection of shields, the Miaoluokui warriors in each formation drew out their waist-ringed Miao knives, and held long standard and short spears towards the enemy. The British musketeers, overwhelmed by shotguns, charged.

The musketeers who were so arrogant and swaggering just now were sprayed by the tiger squatting cannon, and the whole three brigades were all screaming for mother... Few were seriously killed, but they couldn't stand the pain.

The musketeers in Europe are a very magical army, because the lord will not train these people, and even wish that the musketeers recruited will die after participating in a battle, so that they don't have to pay the next salary.

Even the status is far inferior to the crossbowmen of the past mail era.

Regardless of archers, crossbowmen, or even all swords, spears, and lances, having weapons does not mean anything. The skill of the person using weapons can determine the effect of a weapon in battle. These weapons are consumables.

Muskets are different. Anyway, there are very few shooters who can accurately hit things 30 meters away in the environment of lack of gunpowder in Europe. If someone is dead, just ask a farmer to teach him how to charge the gunpowder. Basically, he can reach the level of the last musketeer in three days. .

The combat effectiveness is still there, and the ten musketeers in the battle, as long as the blind cat meets a dead mouse and kills a foot knight or hoplite of the opponent, the business will be profitable.

This is actually the reason why Spaniards are the most popular in the European mercenary industry today. When they go out to recruit for the Spanish Legion, their wages are half higher than others.

These days, Spanish fighters are synonymous with veterans.

Their extremely limited training mainly focused on how to line up, load gunpowder and fire accurately, and they didn't even think about armor.

The Spanish archer guarding Milan can be regarded as a local tyrant with a musket if he can wear a high helmet.

It is this kind of unarmored naked man that the tiger crouching cannon hits.

It was really painful. There were countless people who were blinded and bleeding, and almost made them rush to the front of the Muye camp one by one without any power to fight back, and they became ghosts under the knife one by one.

Arrayed all morning, filmed for half an hour.

The knights were almost completely lost in the battle, and the musketeers were killed and fled, and by the way they brought down the heavy infantry and light infantry phalanx whose morale had already been shaky after being bombarded by rounds. In desperation, Earl Robert Dudley had no choice but to order retreat.

The Ming army seemed to have no intention of pursuing, so they left the most elite heavy infantry to form a line of defense, and the defeated army regrouped three miles away.

　Good morning!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)