The British army on the opposite side also stopped, and in an instant, Yan Yangtian's heart rose to his throat, the distance of five hundred meters, he didn't dare to order to fire, the distance was too far, the hit rate was too low, once he fired, it was very likely to scare the British army on the opposite side back, such a rare opportunity, if he messed up, he would not be satisfied when he went back. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The battlefield was eerily quiet, and the soldiers on both sides were in a state of high tension, quietly waiting for the commander's orders.

Yang Jiazui Fort, holding a telescope to watch Bartley's face is no longer the same as before, replaced by a dignified face, if the thousand Qing soldiers on the opposite side showed looseness in the previous march still made him a little disdainful, but after lining up in battle, he had to pay attention to it, the same two horizontal columns, but in the march they were neat, the queue was not chaotic, obviously after strict training.

"General Bartlet!" Yilu hurried over and said loudly: "It's Yuanqi group practice!" The opposite side is not a Qing soldier, it is Yuanqi group training! ”

"So what?" Bartley put down the binoculars, glanced at him, and said proudly: "One thousand five against one thousand, don't you think we have no chance of winning?" ”

Yilu was very uneasy in his heart, and even faintly gave birth to a trace of fear, and said very quickly: "Fire!" Open artillery to attract the attention of both sides, send flags, and retreat! ”

"Reason!" Bartley muttered.

Where did Yilu say anything for a while, the proportion of Qing soldiers equipped with muskets is not low, generally more than fifty percent, there are a thousand pure musket Qing soldiers, he didn't care at first, but the more he looked at it, the more wrong he became, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, even if it was incredible, he still thought that the thousand people on the opposite side were Yuan Qi group training!

Once it was determined that it was Yuanqi group practice, he had an inexplicable panic, for Yi Zhicontent and Yuanqi, he could be said to know very well, and he was not completely sure, how could Yuanqi group practice be less and more?

These sensory analyses are not clear at all, but Bartley said in a deep voice: "Retreating when the two armies face each other is a devastating blow to morale!" ”

"It's moving!" An officer reminded.

On the battlefield, after a short pause, Yan Yangtian ordered without hesitation, "Advance!" ”

He didn't dare to wait, the other party's hesitation was not a good thing for him, he wanted to force the other party to make a decision as soon as possible! With an order, the 1,000th Regiment sped up and moved forward!

British array, George used a telescope to scan the place between the two armies, and after confirming that there was no camouflaged trench, he also reacted, where did his strong uneasiness come from? He was targeted with a musket! It is clear that the other side has rifled guns! Feedback from the first battle on the outskirts of Shanghai, the other side seems to have a large number of rifled guns!

For rifled guns, he is not afraid, after all, rifled guns are surprisingly slow to reload, at a distance of five hundred meters, after the rifled guns fired one shot, there is almost no possibility of firing a second shot, seeing that the other party began to advance, he pointed the command knife forward, the snare drum sounded immediately, and the British army strode forward.

"Report, four hundred meters!" As the observer reported loudly, Yan Yangtian raised his hand and said in a deep voice: "Stop, prepare to shoot!" ”

Seeing that the other party stopped again, and made a posture of preparing to shoot, the corner of George's mouth showed a sneer, they fought with France many times, and the experience summed up is that the musketeers are opposed, and the side that shoots first is often the losing side! The hit rate of the musket is low, the closer the distance, the higher the hit rate, and after the shot, in the face of the enemy's approaching step by step, it will form a huge psychological pressure, to put it bluntly, the musketeers are against each other, the competition is the psychological quality of the soldiers, and the competition is the fighting quality of the soldiers!

Four hundred meters is ready to shoot, even if the opponent is all rifled guns, it is nothing more than that, he said in a deep voice: "Hurry forward!" ”

"Bang bang bang!" The dull and dense gunfire rang out instantly, and the British troops who were marching in a neat queue were speeding up their pace with the sound of gunfire, and the Minnie guns equipped with sights were at a distance of 400 meters, facing the British troops arranged in a dense formation, they did not dare to say that there were no missed shots, but the hit rate could be guaranteed to be at least about fifty percent, and this round of guns directly killed and wounded two or three hundred British soldiers.

George, who had a premonition, deliberately avoided it, but he was not hit, but when he saw that there were suddenly countless gaps in the queue, he couldn't help but shudder, this hit rate is too high, even if the rifled gun is at a distance of four hundred meters, it shouldn't be so terrifying! Before he could react, another dense burst of gunfire rang out, this was the second row of guns!

The muskets practiced by the Yuanqi regiment can kill and wound enemies at such a distance! The Shanghai volunteers who watched the battle all had incredible expressions on their faces, looked at the muskets in their hands, and quickly glanced at the muskets in the hands of their instructors, what was going on? Aren't they all Western muskets?

"Mygod, what's going on?" Looking at the rows of fallen soldiers, Bartley had a hellish look on his face!

Yilu held a telescope and stared closely at the Yuan Qi group practice who was quickly loading bullets, although a large amount of smoke was emitted after the musket was fired, but it was windy here, and the smoke quickly dissipated, and the action of the soldiers at the edge of the queue to reload ammunition fell into his eyes without any stretch, looking at the skillful and step-by-step loading of ammunition by the other soldier, he couldn't help but sigh, "It's over!" ”

"What?" Bartley looked at him dissatisfied.

"Look at how fast they reload!" Yilu shouted loudly: "Retreat! Retreat! ”

Do you want to come back? Idiot! Bartley cursed secretly, then shifted his gaze, and when he saw the opposing soldier put a bullet into the barrel of the gun, stabbed it easily with the strip, and then pulled out the strip, his cold hairs stood up! The speed at which a front-loading rifled gun can be loaded with ammunition is so fast! It can be said that it is completely indistinguishable from a smoothbore gun, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a while, "Can anyone tell me, what the hell is going on?" ”

It has to be said that the British army is indeed a division that can be called a hundred battles, and the fighting quality and psychological quality of the officers and soldiers are extraordinary, and the battle losses are thirty percent, but there is no sign of collapse, and in the sound of war drums, one by one they quickly adjust their positions, and soon, two close horizontal formations are formed, and the speed of advance is not affected in the slightest.

All the officers and soldiers had only one thought left in their minds, and rushed forward quickly, rushing within range of their muskets, and it was their turn to fire! The ultimate victory is theirs!

"Bang bang bang!" The dull and dense gunfire rang out again, and the British troops, who had only rushed to a distance of 300 meters, were hit head-on again, and it was a real blow! The officers and soldiers of the British army in the queue brushed and poured in pieces!

George's heart was dripping blood, not only his heart was dripping blood, his upper body was dripping blood, he didn't believe that the opponent's rifled gun was so fast, he didn't dodge at all, at least five muskets hit him accurately, at the moment of falling, he glanced at the soldier who fell like cutting wheat, his eyes were wide open, and he didn't understand until he died, what kind of musket was in the hand of the other soldier?

At a distance of 300 meters, in the face of a dense formation, the hit rate of the Minnie guns reached at least six or seven percent, and the casualties caused were amazing, and this round of salvos, especially unlucky were the officers, drummers, and standard-bearers, who were taken care of, and the British troops were in shock, and another volley of guns came.

Even the most tenacious nerves can't be stretched at this time, from four hundred meters to three hundred meters, in just a hundred meters, they encountered two salvos from the other side, and they didn't fire a single shot, the distance was so far, the shot was in vain! Everyone knows that in this case, when they rush to a distance of 200 meters, they will also have a volley from the other side.

Looking at the few people left, all the British soldiers were a little hairy in their hearts, and what made them even more frightened was that they couldn't see the battle flag leading their direction, they couldn't see the command knife raised by the officer, and they couldn't hear the drumbeat of the snare drum, and the surviving six or seven hundred British soldiers became a swarm of headless flies, and they were at a loss!

Forward, that's to die! Backwards, the same is to die, two legs running over the bullet? In the midst of the panic, Major Tony, who was lucky enough not to die, took over the command after confirming that he was the officer of the highest rank, and gave the first order, "Lie down!" ”

I have to say that this is the most correct order, after lying down, the remaining British troops have been temporarily safe!

Looking at the lying British army, Yan Yangtian couldn't help frowning, he thought that the British army would continue to rush, retreat, and collapse, but he didn't expect the British army to lie down on the spot, this is a bit tricky, it's no problem to go forward and surround it, but you can't get close, after all, these British soldiers have muskets with bullets in their hands, and it is not easy to hit the target lying down one or two hundred meters away, and in the face of this group of lying down British troops, he has a feeling that he has no way to start.

In front of the fence of the Yuanqi regiment training camp, Yi Zhizu put down the binoculars, took out a cigar and lit it slowly, he didn't expect this to happen, the six or seven hundred British troops not to mention, now this situation, even the battlefield can't be cleaned, it is nearly a thousand Burke-style flintlock pistols, even if the Yuanqi regiment practice is disdainful, it is still good to equip the volunteers.

In fact, only half of the 2,000 volunteers in Shanghai were equipped with Burke-style flintlock pistols at the beginning, which was the inventory he left to Huang Dianyuan, but in the two battles on the outskirts of Shanghai and Wujia Village, more than 500 were captured successively, and now at least one battalion is not equipped with muskets, and he really doesn't want to give up this batch of low-hanging fruit.

Of course, he didn't want Yuanqi Tuanlian to suffer casualties in order to clean up the battlefield, although those British troops had lost their fighting spirit, he didn't dare to take risks, after all, the British Burke-style flintlock pistol had a strong lethality and hit rate at a hundred meters.

After a slight groan, he ordered: "Quickly pass the company closest to the battlefield, run forward, and clean up the battlefield." ”

Yangjiazui Fort, Bartley secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although he was beaten on the ground and didn't dare to get up, his face was a little unsightly, but he was able to save the lives of six or seven hundred soldiers, but he didn't care about his face or shame, he groaned slightly, he said in a deep voice: "Hurry up and mobilize a batch of Caron cannons, flowering bombs and rockets to come over." ”

Congreve rockets are suitable for long-range intensive strikes, although the accuracy is not good, but the coverage area is wide, and it has a greater threat to dense queues, at least it is not a problem to disperse the opposing soldiers, and the Caron cannon with flowering shells, whether it is range or lethality, is not comparable to the opponent's musket.

Yilu shook his head slightly and said, "It's too late." ”

"What do you mean?" Bartley was puzzled: "What's too late?" ”

"It's too late for rescue." Yilu said in a deep voice: "The battlefield is far away from the fort, close to the opponent's camp, and the opponent still has two or three thousand troops who have not participated in the battle. ”

Bartley said coldly: "You can't see death without help, right?" ”

After a slight groan, Yi Lu said: "Negotiate with them,"

"Negotiations? Surrender? ”

"No, no, no, not surrender." Yilu hurriedly said: "Negotiate with them, leave all the guns and ammunition for them, and let the soldiers come back, we don't lack guns and ammunition, but soldiers, we can't afford to lose." ”

Bartley said in a deep voice: "This is the enemy! ”

"General Bartlet's musket thinks our musket is better than the musket practiced by the Yuanqi regiment?"

Bartley said with a smug face: "Then Your Excellency arranges the negotiations." ”

"Drive-." Yi Zhizu raised his whip and urged the horse to rush to the battlefield, three or four miles away, the fast horse galloped only a matter of a few minutes, seeing him coming quickly, Yan Yangtian hurriedly greeted him.

"Pretty fight!" Yi Zhixiang praised without hesitation.

Yan Yangtian saluted: "The big shopkeeper praises falsely. ”

Yi Zhizhi was not polite, raised his horsewhip and pointed at the British soldier who was lying down: "How are you going to fight next?" ”

"Go back to the treasurer." Yan Yangtian said loudly: "The mark is ready to approach two hundred meters, regardless of the loss of ammunition, one by one!" In case the British came to the rescue. ”

Regardless of the loss of ammunition, Yi Zhi's heart trembled, this ammunition was transported to Shanghai, and it was the price of tofu and meat, but it was still necessary to intimidate and deter, he immediately said: "First send a company to try in a skirmish formation, pay attention to your own safety, our regiment is brave but one is ten, don't do a loss-making business." ”

Yan Yangtian hurriedly saluted and said, "Mark it and understand." ”

"Bang bang." Sporadic gunfire rang out on the battlefield, Bartley raised his binoculars and looked at it, and with a bitter face, he complained angrily: "Dereliction of duty! I fought a battle with Yuanqi Tuanlian in Dinghai, but I didn't know that Yuanqi Tuanlian had a powerful new musket! ”

Yilu glanced at him and said, "I also fought with Yuanqi Tuan Lian on the outskirts of Shanghai. ”

"Those are two different things!" Bartley argued: "In that battle, General Guo Fu made it very clear that the Yuanqi regimental training was reinforced, the team was scattered, and the shooting was messy. ”

Yilu ignored him lazily, turned directly to look at the battlefield, and gave him a back, on the battlefield, the British liaison officer with a white flag rushed to the battlefield and was brought to Yi Zhicontent, hearing the conditions offered by the other party, Yi Zhishan sneered: "To save the lives of these soldiers, there is a way, let them surrender!" Otherwise, in less than a quarter of an hour, they will be turned into corpses, and we will be able to clean up the battlefield and evacuate the battlefield before your reinforcements arrive! In addition, we Yuanqi group practice preferential treatment of prisoners, you should know this. (To be continued.) )