Chapter 135: No Hammer Punch a Hammer
These soldiers, who shouted the attack on the alien port and rushed out of the barracks, did not wait for the order to attack, but took the lead in anger.
Dozens of people crossed the camp and rushed in the direction of the Mo family's military formation, there was no cover, no formation, and some were only infinitely tragic.
When these dozens of people rushed out first, those assembled soldiers and technical fighters also launched an attack on the Mo family's military formation in all directions.
Behind them, there were hundreds of followers, and although there were no chariots, the shock soldiers still had to follow.
It's just that the military array of Qi has not moved as a whole, and Doctor Pingyin does not dare to move, once the large array is urged, it is easy to be confused.
Seeing the soldiers who rushed towards the Mo family's military array, Doctor Pingyin praised loudly: "Strong! Warrior! If you can destroy the bronze cannon of the Mo family, you will be rewarded! ”
All his hopes were pinned on this decisive impact.
Otherwise, the Mo family's artillery is constantly bombarding, but this side cannot fight back, and the collapse of the morale of the army will be sooner or later, and a gap will inevitably appear.
On the north side of the entire battlefield, the fifteen guns in the front line on the side of the six fingers became the first place to bear the brunt.
Six fingers on the hillside, looking helplessly at the Qi people who were impacting in the distance, frowned, and said, "This is a request for death?" ”
He knew that the target of these men was his own bronze cannon, because it was too obvious.
However, he was not nervous at all, and from the time he ordered the two divisions to fully deploy into a thin column, he was already destined that the possible counterattack of the Qi people could only be dominated by infantry.
It is not because the Qi people must follow the appropriate plan, but because the Qi people will not concentrate the chariot impact to choose this formation.
The space required for the chariot to unfold is too large, and the chain reaction caused by a rout is unbearable for the Qi people, and too much space for deployment means that the front line is even weaker, and there are loopholes everywhere.
It is correct to use chariots as strongholds, relying on crossbowmen, musketeers and archers to hold on, reducing the area of defense.
The only mistake is that the artillery of the Qi army can't bombard the side of the righteous division, otherwise this is a clever plan, a trick that is enough to last until five days and ten days to turn the heavy land into a dead place.
Six Fingers didn't know that those Qi people who were impacting were all bloodline warriors or capable technical fighters.
In his eyes, these shock people are just hand-to-hand combat elites.
On the side of the righteous master, that is, the man who used to use the sword and shield to win the battle in hand-to-hand combat; Or maybe they will now send some iron wedges to destroy the cavalry of the opponent's bronze cannon before the impact.
This kind of response has been practiced for a long time.
So he ordered: "Everything is as usual, let the artillery continue to unfold." The musketeers stepped forward to prepare, and when the Qi army approached eighty paces, they fired in turn. Six platoons lined up, and after six rounds of firing, the gunners and musketeers retreated to the side of the spearmen, who struck out and drove them away. ”
"Remember, no pursuit! Don't mess up the formation, just let them retreat. ”
The herald repeated the order, passed it to the front, and the commanders of the various brigades again sent the order to the various companies.
The gunners didn't look up at the Qi troops in front of them, there was no cannon on the opposite side to disturb them for the time being, and it wasn't the musketeers who were close to shoot, it just sounded scary, but they knew that it wouldn't hurt them very much.
The commander of the artillery and the company commanders ordered the deployment of the bronze cannon step by step, and listened to the trumpets of the infantry behind them.
The drums sounded, and the musketeers stepped forward, quickly forming into six columns, leaving enough space for their arquebuses to ignite their partner's gunpowder and a path through which they could intersperse and retreat.
The order has been conveyed: after the six columns have been fired in turn, they will retreat in turn and reload freely.
At the beginning of the formation, they have already finished loading, and this time it is only necessary to wait.
The musketeers in the first row had already checked their victory, and placed their heavy muskets on the wooden forks and waited quietly.
The veterans, who wore deerskin hats, which symbolized the overdue service, even had time to spare, leisurely chewing their beards, occasionally pulling out a block of sand and sucrose from their bosoms and filling it into their mouths.
Those recruits who have served for a short time are somewhat nervous, but after a long period of hard training in the barracks, they can still keep their mouths spitting, their palms sweat-free, and their bodies shaking.
The bitter smell of the burning rope is a little choking, and the hemp rope soaked in vinegar and salt and nitrate burns very slowly, in fact, there is no need to look down from time to time to see if the fire rope on the snake hook is not long enough, but these recruits always habitually look down to look, or fiddle with it.
The Qi troops with fur hats on the opposite side were getting closer and closer, and the formation had already loosened, and when they saw eighty paces, the drums on the side of the righteous division suddenly began to hurry, and a sharp whistle was the sound of Sima Commander in the musket company shouting at the top of his throat to open fire.
The artillerymen continued to be busy there, not caring at all what was being shouted here.
The musketeers in the front row aimed at the Qi troops on the opposite side, and after pulling the trigger, they retreated from both sides with muskets in both hands, retreated to the spearmen and continued to reload.
The musketeers of the second row took two steps forward, stood in the position of the first row in front of them, mounted the muskets that had been prepared long ago on the wooden forks, and fired a second shot at the attacking Qi people in the smoke.
If it was going back and forth, many Qi troops had already fallen to the ground before they could get close.
Many of the apprentices who had been fighting with had already chosen to turn around and run back, and those samurai were more professional in their perennial off-duty training, and they could still maintain their morale despite the death of their partners, shouting slogans such as "Prosperity for the world".
It's just that they can't afford to wear the Sishang Iron Armor that doctors can afford, and the leather armor on their bodies can't stop the muskets with smaller calibers that began to be installed after the First World War.
People kept falling to the ground, and people kept fleeing, but there were still people who overcame their cowardice, the fear of their partners being killed, and the irregularities of lead bullets......
When they were thirty paces away from the Righteous Army, the trumpet sounded.
The gunners, who had just been busy in front, immediately threw down what they were holding, and the gunpowder had not yet been brought over anyway, and there was really nothing to throw away except for the bronze cannons.
The trumpet sounded, and the gunners, who had gone through hundreds of drills, ran to the side of the spearmen and crouched down like a rotating waterwheel mill.
The spearmen around him shouted under the increasingly sharp drumbeat, and slowly walked towards the Qi troops who rushed over with their spears.
The musketeers who retreated to the back to continue reloading were allowed to fire freely, but for such a short distance, even though the musketeers in the first row had not finished reloading.
In front of the eight bronze cannons that had not yet been deployed, the more than forty soldiers who survived the Qi people were full of excitement, half of their partners were dead, and half of the apprentices behind them had also run away, but they finally approached these cannons.
A dozen paces on the opposite side, the spearmen of the righteous master were moving forward, slowly but forcefully.
These Qi people knew that they were no match for those spearmen, and they knew that if they delayed a little more here, they might be killed by muskets, so they just wanted to be able to destroy these cannons quickly.
However, a few of the first approaching and ruthless soldiers slashed at the brass cannons with their swords, and these brass cannons, which from time to time blew up and were complained about by the artillerymen as not strong enough, were surprisingly hard under the swords.
A few swords went down, and the cannon was fine, but the bronze swords of several people were broken.
It was just a few swords, and the spearmen of the Mo family were already approaching, and they were about to engage in battle, and these soldiers held the broken swords in despair, slashing at the copper cannons like crazy, as if they couldn't see the tips of the spears advancing at all.
Cut to the end, he sat on the ground in despair, allowing his spear to pierce his chest.
As he was dying, a sergeant shouted in a loud voice, "How can this be destroyed?" ”
This shout was heard by the gunner of a righteous division not far away, and the gunner felt a little strange, thinking that this was a very simple matter...... He remembered that when he was learning to operate artillery, the officers had said: all you need is an iron wedge, insert it into the fire door, and smash it with a hammer.
Or, the fire door is blocked; Either that, the wedge will open near the fire door and you can't see or see the crack causing the subsequent explosion......
The gunner looked at the Qi swordsmen who were fighting to the death with swords in despair, and muttered, "You don't even take hammers and iron wedges, why do you still charge the artillery position?" Those blacksmiths use cheap things, but they are better than your expensive brass swords......"