Chapter 241: Tactics of Adaptation (Part II)
The autumn field is quite bleak, the sun is not very white, some red, sickly, it is already a little cold for the people of the Central Plains.
The Zhao soldiers in the car formation didn't feel cold, the climate when they fought in Zhao was much colder than here, and it was snowing in some places now, but it wasn't as warm as here.
The musketeers skillfully placed their heavy arquebuses between the large shields in front of the light carts, as they had fought many times, and waited silently for the attack from the opposite side.
Quite a few people have fought a lot of battles.
I have fought with Zhongshan, Hu people, and Yan...... These musketeers, in particular, have become full-time soldiers.
It's just that for them, it is the first time that many people have set foot on the battlefield of the Central Plains, which is like hell.
The officers were cheering up the morale of the camp and said that the main force of the ROK army was dozens of miles away, and as long as they could hold out until dark, as soon as the main force arrived tomorrow, the enemy on the opposite side would inevitably retreat.
In fact, this is the painting cake that the soldiers of the Central Plains don't like to hear the most.
But for these Zhao soldiers, it is very useful.
When they fought with the Hu people and the Zhongshan Kingdom, they were all like this.
The battalion attacked, and if it was surrounded, it defended on the spot.
The Hu people or Zhongshan cavalry could not rush away from their chariot formation, so they held on to the death, and once the main force or cavalry of the backup arrived, the enemy attacking on the opposite side would inevitably retreat.
It really worked before.
This kind of past effectiveness and past victories have given them the confidence to persevere.
A young soldier of the Warring States period, who had fought twice, quietly observed the movement in the distance on the opposite side through the large shield erected on the chariot.
The veteran of the accomplice shrank behind the wooden shield and scolded: "Looking for death? I've told you several times not to show your head, it's easy to get shot. If you die, what will happen to your wife and daughters? Who will raise the parents? ”
Most of the accomplices were fellow villagers, who warmed themselves by a campfire at night, and cooked in the same crockpot when they were hungry, and they were all familiar with each other.
seems to be scolding, but in fact it is more like the concern of parents for their children.
The recruits retracted their heads, turned around and said to their partners: "The cavalry of the Mo family has moved, but they don't seem to be rushing towards us, they are different from those Zhongshan people." ”
The smell of burning arquebuses, which the soldiers were already familiar with, was reassuring to the air.
The battle was about to begin, but it had not yet begun, and almost none of the Zhao soldiers in the chariot formation had fought with the army of the Central Plains, and according to their previous experience, they thought that the cavalry on the opposite side would definitely rush over.
The recruit, however, found that the cavalry on the opposite side did not charge, but moved slowly to the sides, just outside the range of the muskets.
They had encountered the cavalry of the Zhongshan Kingdom, and it was the first time in the recruits' memories that they had gone on a real battlefield, in Hutuoshui.
At that time, they were also such a chariot battalion, after being besieged by the cavalry of Zhongshan Kingdom, the cavalry of Zhongshan Kingdom began to attack, galloping around the chariot and firing arrows, turning back and forth, I don't know how many people there were.
The recruit remembers that he was scared and didn't know how many enemies there were, but he could see that his eyes were full of enemies.
And the enemy galloped so fast that he circled back and forth on his horse like a flock of sheep in the mountains, and his musket did not know where to aim.
At that time, the veteran told them that they did not need to aim too accurately, just aim at the galloping riders and shoot with their eyes closed in the crowd.
That time, the cavalry of Zhongshan Kingdom besieged for half a day, and as a result, they suffered heavy casualties, and finally could only leave the corpses in one place and obediently withdraw.
According to past experience, the recruits thought that the enemy on the opposite side would also choose to mount and besiege like this, but who would have thought that this was not the case.
The recruit has little experience, and he was born in a remote village and doesn't know what the outside world is like.
He didn't know why he went to the Central Plains to fight, he didn't know what the reason for the war was, and he didn't even know why the Mo family, which was known in the remote village community, would go to war with Junshang.
Because he didn't know anything, he thought less, so he was used to it, and felt that it should be like this, and he was born to serve as a soldier and participate in war.
Unlike those city soldiers in Handan and other places, the city soldiers in those big cities and giant cities were extremely dissatisfied with the war with the Mo family, so the car battalion sent by Zhao Hou in response to the call of the Son of Heaven this time was not the Handan soldiers of Zhao State, but the village community soldiers.
There are few recruits who have seen it, but there are not many veterans, most of them fought in the north and do not know the characteristics of the Central Plains war.
The veteran couldn't understand it, so he had to say, "What do you care if they rush or not?" If they don't rush, you rest; They're coming, and you put your guns on. ”
"Be careful when you shoot, don't let the arquebus ignite the gunpowder on your body. It's okay to be dead, but if it's half dead, you will suffer a lifetime of sin. ”
"You all have to be careful, especially those who are not married, it is not good to ...... before you die"
Before he could finish speaking, the recruit heard a loud noise from the opposite side, and then saw a red in front of him and a scream in his ears.
Thinking that he was injured, he touched his slimy eyes, and a strong smell of blood came, not only red, but also white.
The old Wu Commander, who was still laughing with them just now, was now only half of his body left, and his head was smashed by something.
The recruit's heart was beating as if it were about to come out of his throat, and he tried to stand up and hold his musket, but his heart was pounding, and he couldn't stand up.
Next to him, a recruit from Tongli was lying on the ground, clutching the grass on the ground with both hands, screaming loudly, and next to him fell a leg that had been smashed off by an iron pellet, and the blood was increasing like snow melting in spring.
The wooden shield on the car was smashed to pieces, and two other people were struck by the smashing and flying sawdust, one was pierced in the eye and looked dead, and the other had a wound from the root of the ear to the neck.
The recruits have fought in the north, but where is there such a cruel scene on the battlefield in the north, even if there are many Hu people, they are just firing arrows, how could there have been such a thing that the partner who was talking and laughing just now only has half of his body left?
Three of his ten men in the accomplice died, and two more were dead, and someone next to him shouted his name before he recovered from his fear.
"Don't be stupid! The elm is gone, the intestines are all out, you give him a good time! ”
Not far away, the shouts of his companion woke him up, and he followed the sound to find the companion named Elm, who was rolling on the ground with his stomach in his hands, shouting for his companion to give him a good time.
At this moment, the world that the recruit's ears could hear became clear, and the shouts and screams seemed as if those voices had been frozen just now and suddenly appeared.
Rumble......
There was another loud bang, and the recruit subconsciously lay on the ground, and crawled to the side of the elm with the intestines exposed, and the elm bit one hand in his mouth in pain, and the entire back of the hand was bitten off, and his mouth was full of blood.
Purple intestines wriggled outside, and a piece of hardwood splinter cut a huge wound nearby.
The recruit wants to pull out a knife and stick his partner to end his suffering.
But an iron bullet flew and smashed not far away, and several people who were familiar with him were stoned to death.
The knife that the recruit hadn't drawn out yet couldn't pull it out anymore, and the strong smell of blood made him just want to get out of here as soon as possible, no matter where he went, as long as it wasn't here.
He threw down his struggling companion there, threw down his musket, and stumbled towards the back.
After only a few steps, he was stabbed with a sword and cut off his head.
After his death, the aristocratic officer lifted his head and shouted: "Retire and die!" ”
The young nobleman who cut off the heads of the recruits to clean up the military discipline lifted his head in the air, holding a sword in one hand, majestic and majestic, and finally contained the chaos here.
The foot soldiers in the back struggled to move, and pushed the musketeers in front back.
The young nobleman said loudly: "If you retreat, you will die faster, don't you see any cavalry on the opposite side?" Can you run a horse on flat ground? ”
"As long as you keep it undisturbed, you can still live, otherwise you will all die. The army is not far away, and it will soon be dark, as long as you hold out until dark. ”
"Whoever does not retreat and kills the enemy will be rewarded; Those who resist retreating and fleeing will be killed! ”
Reluctantly, the musketeers returned to the front of the formation and picked up their muskets again.
The artillery on the opposite side seemed to be loading, and there was nothing left on the battlefield except for the screams of the wounded soldiers who had been hit in the previous round.
Just like poisonous insects, spiders and bees, the most terrible thing is not the moment when they sting and biting, but when they crawl on their hands and buzz in their ears but don't know when they will come.
At this time, the battlefield is like this, these Zhao soldiers don't know when the artillery on the opposite side will be fired again, and they don't know if it will fall on their bodies, this kind of waiting seems to be peaceful, but it actually contains madness.
After a while, there were a few more cannon shots, and the musketeers who had just been suppressed were in chaos again, these cannon sounds were like water falling into a pan of oil, and the hot oil that seemed to be stable before was not cold, but just waiting to erupt in silence.
The rumbling artillery continued for about an hour, and the 1,000 people of the Zhao army's battalion in the front row suffered heavy losses, and only more than 200 of the more than 400 musketeers were left to fight.
More than sixty chariots were hit and damaged, and the ground was covered with wounded soldiers and bloodstains, such a battlefield was too cruel for these Zhao people to bear compared to the battle in the north and the Hu people in the Zhongshan Kingdom.
During this period, the Zhao army also tried to send a limited cavalry to counterattack the artillery position, but was once repulsed by the cavalry on the opposite side and almost took this opportunity to rush into the formation; On the other hand, before the artillery could rush to the opposite side, it was repulsed by a volley of foot soldiers.
Fortunately, for Zhao Jun, it was not early, and it seemed that as long as he held on for a while, today's battle would be over.
However, more Zhao Jun looked at the corpses all over the ground, and then looked at the sun that was still hanging high in the sky, and couldn't help but curse the sky and the sun.
There is no hope for them anymore.
After the cannon fire stopped, a rousing and rhythmic drum beat sounded from the opposite side, and the foot soldiers began to attack.