Griffin Commander in the Late Ming Dynasty

Many people were thrown into the air with a dull thud, along with half of their legs broken, and fell heavily to the ground, wailing while holding their eroded thighs. The lethality of most anti-personnel mines is actually not particularly outrageous. The explosive charge is just enough to be able to break your legs. The main purpose is to cause casualties to the enemy and increase logistical pressure, especially in jungle warfare. It is very insidious. Of course, the Russians are an exception. Their anti-personnel mines are enough to destroy tanks.

Logically speaking, if a companion steps on a landmine next to you, you must slow down and pay attention to the situation under your feet. But in this situation, with bullets flying around your scalp, can you slow down and pay attention to your feet?

No! What should I do? Look who stepped on the landmine and run in the direction he stepped on! After all the landmines have been stepped on, there will be no more landmines!

Not only did these unfortunate guys not receive any rescue from friendly forces, they were also stepped over and some were even stepped on without even looking at anyone.

Only these humanoids know how many mines are laid here. Even Jiang Han himself doesn't know how many mines there are in this minefield. He has also expressed some concerns about this. If you bury mines like this, how will ordinary people live and work after the war is over? If you drive livestock out and the animal's legs are blown off, who can you complain to?

The humanoids' answer was, don't worry, humans themselves will remember how many mines they have buried and their exact locations, because if they remember it wrong it could cost them their lives, not to mention the humanoids whose brains are like small computers. As long as the war is over, they can enter the minefield and remove all the mines.

"Supervisory Team!! Where are the Supervisory Team? Pass on my military order. Anyone who deserts the battlefield will be killed!"

The captain shouted loudly, saying that he had not given the order to retreat yet. These deserters might come back to attack the main camp. The front and back collisions would disrupt the formation of the entire team, and then they would be killed by the enemy like pigs. This momentum must be curbed!

There will be a supervision team in every army, and these people are all the elite in the army. They do nothing but point their bows and arrows and muskets at the rear of the army. When they see someone running away, they will just shoot at them to let them know that there is no way of retreat and the only way out is to keep their heads down and move forward. Naturally, these soldiers will fight desperately to survive.

There are wolves in front and tigers behind. Many deserters were shot to the ground by the arrows of the supervisory team halfway through their run. They were at a loss as to how to move forward or backward. If they ran, the supervisory team would chase and block them. If they didn't run, the cannon would follow them from behind. It was too scary!

How to do?

Unable to move forward or backward, frozen!

"Turn back! Go back! Everyone, move forward! The enemy only has one strange cannon! If you get close to them, there's nothing we can do!!"

The Qianhu was still giving his orders loudly, and all of this was seen by the M2HB who were firing.

"Oh my, that should be the other side's commander, right? Hey, let's get along well!!"

As he said this, a string of fierce bullets shot towards the other party.

Some people may ask, this place is far away from the triangle fort, can your machine gun reach it? The answer is, of course you can.

Do you think the range of a machine gun is short? Look at the size of its bullets. You should know that in Germany and my country, a considerable part of this thing is used as a sniper. It is very easy to use for point shooting, with a long range, great power, and very stable!

So much so that our soldiers and many German soldiers have become accustomed to burst shooting. When the Americans see this, they will pat you on the shoulder and gently say, "This is a machine gun."

Then, you will smile at him knowingly, turn your head and the smile will gradually become more intense.

M2HB is a real American girl, so her way of using a machine gun is also very century-old Texas way, with authentic Ma Run style. Just pull the trigger and it's done!

Obviously, Qianhu did not expect that the other side could have weapons that could shoot nearly 1.2 kilometers away. He was standing there and giving orders loudly, and he and his beloved little red horse were instantly turned into pieces by the bullets. Now, the deserters and the supervisors were silent.

"Qianhu is dead!!!"

In many movies, there is a character who starts shouting loudly after his superior dies, for fear that the whole army doesn't know that their superior is dead. He looks like he can't wait to have a feast, which seems stupid. In fact, in the face of chaotic situations, people's emotions and thoughts are often not under their control, especially on the battlefield, a melting pot of death, panic, killing, madness, and calmness. Many people cannot control their reactions and can't help but shout out. They regret it after shouting out, but their companions are also infected by this emotion and it continues to spread. At that moment, people cannot control themselves, and they don't know why they are shouting.

Generally speaking, smart commanders would order the howling soldiers to be killed in time to prevent them from continuing to disturb the morale of the army. But now, the two thousand soldiers are no longer in human form, so it may be a little difficult to get them to speak.

The deserters saw that it was all done. How could we obey the military orders if your commander is dead? Let's run away!

They were afraid and panicked. They were on the battlefield. We were all government troops and had been through hundreds of battles. We could not be easily frightened. However, this way of dying was a little too unbelievable.

When two armies are facing each other, they should fight back and forth, right? But who wants to be killed unilaterally? So many people rushed forward and died without even a trace of fireworks, so will I be the next one to be beaten into a pile of rotten meat for no reason?

The news of Qianhu's death was not immediately given to the soldiers who were charging in the front. This was a problem in the era of cold weapons. Once the battle began, there would be problems in conveying orders. It was difficult to ensure that orders were carried out in direct conflicts, especially in such a chaotic situation. The fierce gunfire covered everything around, and even the sound of shouting was only a tiny sound. The soldiers could only rely on their instincts, believe in their comrades, and rely on their experience.

Closer, closer, the trench is getting closer!

They thought excitedly that the trenches here were no different from those in other places, the bastion fortifications here had not yet been completed, and the perfect shooting angle had not yet been established. The soldiers could choose a good angle here to rest for a while and wait for the next order from the rear.

However, given how inhuman these humanoids are, will they let them have a good rest?

the answer is negative.

As a little genius who could spread caltrops in a minefield, and even caltrops covered with rust, how could he not tamper with this place that could obviously be used as a transit rest area? They knew battlefield avoidance areas too well! They knew everything!

When the magazine was opened again, the ground around the triangle bunker was already covered with ammunition chain buckles. This scene would make any logistics staff feel more favorable and clench their fists. Fortunately, these were all produced by the system and would disappear automatically after a period of time.

Put on another string of ammunition belt, tighten the magazine, pull back the bolt, the party continues, the music continues, and the dancing continues!

"No way, this weird cannon on his head is too weird, it doesn't even stop once it starts firing!!"

Gasping for breath, an old soldier complained to his colleagues.

"We have to find a way to make him stop firing, otherwise none of us will be in any good."

"How did you stop? That thing even smashed the shield car. When I ran over and took a look, there was a hole as big as a tank mouth!"

"That's Thor's hammer, but it needs people to use it! Let's kill the thief who's firing the cannon, and the cannon will be ours, right? With a divine weapon like this, we can go anywhere in the world. Why are we being soldiers here? We're being bullied by both sides!"

An old soldier spit out the black mud in his mouth and cursed. By the way, these people chat by shouting. Listening to the machine guns firing above their heads for such a long time, these people are either very smart or deaf and dumb. They basically communicate by shouting.

The Triangle Fort was right above their heads, and they were shouting at the top of their lungs, which, to M2HB's ears, sounded a bit like... a loud conspiracy.

Of course, M2HB didn't listen with her ears perked up. She would be numb from hearing such loud gunshots, so she naturally wore tactical headphones.

This thing is very high-tech. Wearing it can block out a considerable part of the sound of gunfire, but at the same time, it can also increase the surrounding environmental sound and talking sound, ensuring smooth communication between teammates. Combat personnel can perceive the changes in the surrounding environment without obstacles, especially in indoor conditions, the footsteps on the third floor can be heard clearly.

"Oh my, we have a new guest. I'm facing the enemy head-on. The situation is urgent. I need support~"

The words sounded urgent, but her tone was as if she saw two ducks on a lake during an autumn outing.

"Received, support will be here soon, please accept it and remember to give a good review, dear"

"Okay, okay, I received the product, my child likes it very much, my whole family is using it ~ I give you a five-star praise"

What is a good place to go in a trench?

"Now! It's Barbie Q time!!"

As an incendiary grenade was blasted into the trench, the entire trench, literally, caught fire.

The humanoids don't care about your humanitarianism or not, or the platform's requirement that you can't use incendiary ammunition. Just make whatever works best for you! Not to mention grenades, even bullets have many incendiary enchantments. The so-called fire dragon bullet is one of them. After hitting the human body, it will not only penetrate, but also have a flame enchantment, turning you into a top-notch roast chicken.

"Spice up this party!!"

There is more in the evening. I was happy for a while after receiving the manuscript fee. I gave myself a holiday. Today I started to pay off my debts. @q@q@群伊六巴②壹7⑦1六

Volume 251: Chapter Chapter : Wang Yanchang: What do you mean?

At this moment, Zhao Zhilong was still fighting with the volunteers in the west. Compared with the one-sided battle in the east of the city, the battle here was much more intense.

The Volunteers didn't have .50 machine guns. Their only effective weapons against the shield vehicles were the breech-loading guns, and the number of these guns...

Yangzhou City didn't have much steel reserves, and Jiang Han had used up more than half of it to re-equip the Volunteers with rifles. Moreover, the production of breech-loading cannons at this moment required a large amount of copper. Where could he find copper? Did he melt the money?

Unrealistic, right?

So far, the cannons in the hands of the volunteers were recast after they were captured from the Ming army. Jiang Han felt that the quality of the cannons produced by the current industrial process of the Ming Dynasty was questionable, so he sent people to recast a batch. These iron cannons were put into use again for the first time.

When facing shield carts, their results were very impressive. One shot could kill both the people and the carts. However, there were too few of these cannons, and they lacked the means to clear the large number of shield carts quickly enough.

Zhao Zhilong finally discovered it after blasting several holes in the earth slope. Well, your earth slope looks insignificant, but it is higher than the city wall! How can I fight it? Okay, let's try another way. The shield car is in front and we can find a way to blow it up with grenades.

The attack methods during the Ming Dynasty were actually quite diverse, especially for the armies in wealthier areas. They had a wider range of weapons to choose from, and grenades were one of them.

Although they are called grenades, they are actually two different things from the grenades that everyone thinks of. Most of these things are made of gunpowder filled inside a clay jar. The clay used as the outer shell is very cheap, and secondly, it is to make it easier for soldiers to throw them, because the grenade is detonated by igniting the fuse from the outside. After the fuse is lit, it must be thrown out quickly. If it is too heavy and thrown too close, wouldn't that be fun?

With the cover of the shield cars, many people lit the grenades in their hands and threw them at the volunteers in the bastion fortifications. Many grenades hit the outer wall of the bastion and turned into a ball of fire. Although there was only a trench between the earth slope and the bastion, this trench would be filled with a moat in the future, and the scale was absolutely guaranteed. If it were not for the amazing arm strength, it would be difficult to throw them directly on the faces of the volunteers.

However, there are always accidents on the battlefield. A grenade flew over the bastion and exploded, scattering a large amount of ceramic fragments, which also led to real casualties among the volunteers.

"The grenade hit them!!!"

The Ming troops shouted this message to cheer themselves and their comrades up. After being beaten for so long, they were finally able to fight back!

"Stabilize the formation and keep firing!! Medics!! Carry all the wounded away!!"

Faced with the unexpected situation, the officers of the Volunteer Army did not panic like the soldiers, but calmly began to give the next task instructions to stabilize the morale of the army. In war, casualties are inevitable, and how to stop the losses in time is a compulsory course for every officer.

"The enemy has grenades!!! All artillery, aim at the approaching shield vehicles and fire! Ignore the ones in the distance!"

The only attack that can threaten the opponent is to close the distance. Since you have the advantage of long arms, why not use it to the fullest? It's cool to use long arms to beat short arms. If you don't take it, it's over. How do you play, huh?

The limited artillery fire was concentrated and used specifically to target the relatively close shield carts. Many of the nearby shield carts were targeted by several artillery pieces and were directly blasted into pieces. Then, a volley of fire was fired at the personnel in the rear. However, the Ming army was also advancing steadily by relying on its advantage in numbers.

The Ming army led by Zhao Zhilong put a lot of pressure on the new volunteer army. Even with advanced fortifications such as bastions and everyone carrying new muskets, the volunteers still inevitably suffered casualties. But at the same time, the volunteers' tactical skills were also evolving rapidly.

How does the theoretical knowledge learned in college actually work on the battlefield? How will the enemy attack and what are their methods? How can we counterattack?

The middle and high-level officers of the Volunteer Army are learning from their enemies like a sponge. This wave is crossing the river by feeling the enemy's way.

Pull! You can pull!

Zhao Zhilong's idea was this. He put enough pressure on the front battlefield, and then he sent people to the "weak city defense" area in the east. Six thousand people was not a lot, but it was definitely not a small number. With so many people, even if the other side was prepared, it would inevitably trigger a chain reaction and divert the attention of the defenders on the front. In this way, both sides only needed to maintain pressure. If the defenders were insufficient in number, they would inevitably be at a loss as to what to do. Sooner or later, one side would be unable to hold on and become a breakthrough!

He was mentally prepared that there was a trap over there, but he had to wade out of the trap and make the trap work on the enemy army!

I can only say that the idea is good and anyone with a dream is great.

“My lord!! My lord!! Something bad has happened!!”

Zhao Zhilong was still racking his brains over how to deal with these iron-clad bastion fortifications when he heard his men shouting and running to the front of the central army.

"Why are you shouting so loudly? How can you behave in front of two armies?"

I, Zhao Zi, am a respectable man, and I must maintain my status.

"Sir, it's... news from the east."

"Hmm? There's news so soon? It doesn't look like we can take down Yangzhou City so quickly. We can't be defeated so quickly, right?"

Zhao Zhilong made a bold guess and shook his head. It would take about half an hour to attack the city from this side to that side. How could they be defeated so quickly?

“Yes…yes.”

The herald swallowed and confirmed Zhao Zhilong's guess.

"Were we really defeated?!? What on earth are those two good-for-nothings for? Six thousand men! Were we defeated so quickly? It's not even that fast to kill a pig! Let them come to see me!!"

Zhao Zhilong was furious. Are you guys too useless? How can you be so easy to get rid of? Wang Yanchang, who was standing by, felt as if he was being implied. He seemed to have been defeated in less than half an hour. He cursed in his heart, Zhao Zhilong, you are such a jerk. You scolded your subordinates and even insinuated me! You bastard!

"This... Zuo, Qian, the two captains, have already... have already sacrificed themselves."

"What!!?"

Zhao Zhilong was shocked. Why? Let's not talk about other things. Let's not talk about other things about this Ming army general. He is definitely experienced in escaping. The bandits shook their heads when they saw him running, and the Tartars sighed when they saw him running. There were even cases where he ran more than a thousand kilometers. He was absolutely full of life-saving. Moreover, in a siege war, with the current strength of Yangzhou, it is very difficult to send people out of the city to harass. In this case, how did he kill two thousand households who were heavily protected by the army? If the thousand households can die, are they still safe?

"What exactly is going on! Tell me in detail! Don't leave anything out!"

"Yes!... It's like this. We followed the captain to the weak spot. Just as the scout said, the city defense there has not been completed and there are obvious loopholes. But the two captains still sent us to advance steadily. Who would have thought that those bandit soldiers, those assholes! They, they buried a lot of mines in the ground! The soldiers were seriously injured in the explosion..."

The messenger started crying as he spoke.

"Get on with the point!"

"It's just a few mines. If the captain sends his men to move forward and carefully check their feet, they can avoid stepping on them to the greatest extent possible. But...but those bandits have a very strange cannon. The sound of firing is deafening. The shells seem to be endless. The shield vehicles were smashed into pieces! Even the two captains were killed by that strange cannon!..."

The messenger was crying and snotting. Zhao Zhilong's face was gloomy. The other party did have a trap, but this trap was too ridiculous. Continuous-fire artillery? What? That thing can fire continuously?

Zhao Zhilong instinctively didn't quite believe it, but he glanced at Wang Yanchang who was staring at him with wide eyes, and sighed. The thieves could even make mines, so it was not impossible for them to fire artillery at high speeds.

Forget it. Today's offensive seems to be ineffective.

"Send an order! Retreat!!"

Volume 252: Chapter Chapter : The So-called Qingpi Method

Two flowers are in bloom, and we each show our own beauty. Outside the city, the Ming army is fighting hard and mingling with the humanoids. Inside the city, Liuzi is fighting for his new life.

"Sixth brother, although we have to deal with them, how are we going to deal with them? They are all scholars and masters. If we take action..."

Many people are still hesitant about the purpose of this action, which is normal. After all, those on the opposite side are all powerful people, and they would not even look at them on normal days.

Youngsters like them are all the scum and parasites of society. You want to fight with the masters? Just wait for the government to arrest you! From the referee, the venue to the organizer, they are all their people. How can you play?

"Why should we be afraid of him? Didn't Sixth Brother get the approval of that gentleman? Let us do what is convenient for us. This is the... Imperial Sword! Yes! What can we do if we beat him?"

Some people were obviously very disdainful of their companions' concerns. They were now working for the emperor, so why were they still hesitating? Wouldn't it be better to just charge in?

“Don’t be reckless”

Liuzi stopped his fellow villager. Ever since he listened to Mr. Chengdong telling Water Margin, he has regarded Li Kui as his idol. He imitates him in everything he says and does. It's a headache. You are imitating Li Kui. What does Li Kui eat? What do you eat?

"Although we have obtained your approval to do this, we still need to be more careful. The war outside the city is tense right now, and we cannot let the city become too chaotic and add pressure to you."

Liuzi set the tone for this operation.

"Yes, the war is imminent, and you are also concerned about the war outside the city. These scholars are gathering at this time, and their intentions must be sinister. They just want to see chaos in the city, so we can't do anything rash."

There were also some sensible people who nodded indifferently when they saw this group of soldiers jumping up and down like they had hyperthyroidism.

"So what should we do? We can't reason with those scholars, right? I haven't been to school."