The muskets produced in the Zhoushan workshop are imitations of Dutch muskets, using machine tool drilling technology to drill barrels, coupled with the strict requirements of the Ordnance Department for craftsmen, the quality of the production is extremely high. The range of the musket is 150 paces, but the effective range is only 50 paces, and if you want to ensure the accuracy of the shot, it is best to put the enemy within 30 paces, because the smoothbore guns of this year are like this, and the round projectile has no rifling, resulting in extremely low shooting accuracy. Therefore, Western armies often line up in neat formations to fire at each other in close proximity, that is, the so-called queue shooting tactic, and make up for the lack of accuracy with dense projectiles.

The same is true for the tactics of the Guards Battalion, which also relies on a dense fire of muskets to kill and wound the enemy. However, the Guards also had a large number of artillery pieces, which could be used to attack the enemy at a distance.

The firing range of the Franc machine artillery was as high as two miles, and Chen Yan had soldiers around him who specially observed the distance of the enemy, and every once in a while he would report to Chen Yan the distance between the enemy and us.

"The enemy is two miles away from us!"

Chen Yan was unmoved.

"The enemy is only a mile away from us!"

At this time, it had completely entered the range of the Franc machine artillery, but Chen Yan still did not speak.

"The enemy is only half a mile away from us!"

When he heard this, Chen Yan waved his arm heavily.

"Furlong machine fire!" The herald quickly passed his order out.

In the front artillery array, when the artillery commander Chen Daniu looked back and saw the flag waving on behalf of the order, he decisively ordered to open fire.

"Boom, boom, boom" was accompanied by a loud bang, and gunpowder smoke filled the sky over the artillery positions.

Without looking at the effect of the shot, the gunners quickly withdrew the gun, and sent another gunpowder loaded into the mother gun, and then loaded the projectile. Because of the gunpowder-loaded guns, the Franc guns had a much faster rate of fire than ordinary guns. The smoke had not yet cleared, and the artillery began to fire again.

Zheng Zhibao commanded the army to quickly approach the rebels, and the two thousand elite soldiers followed by the infantry of the brigade. Riding on their horses and looking at both sides, Wang Zhiren and Fang Guoan were also leading people to the rebel position.

Less than half of the rebels disembarked from the ship, and it was when the foothold was not stable, and when they were halfway crossed, those who knew a little about the art of war knew this truth.

Getting closer and closer to the rebel array, you can see the artillery placed in front of the rebel formation and the dense fire soldiers behind, the rebels are really well-equipped, no wonder Chen Yue was able to defeat Zhang Xianzhong's hundreds of thousands of thieves.

But what can two or three thousand soldiers do?

Zheng Zhibao's men are also equipped with some firearms, but the accuracy of the firearms is really poor, the shooting speed is extremely slow, and there is a danger of exploding, compared to the soldiers prefer to use bows and arrows.

Zheng Zhibao commanded the soldiers to approach slowly, carefully controlling the speed, maintaining the physical strength of the soldiers, and waiting until the two sides were close enough was the best time to rush over.

The rebel generals who commanded these two or three thousand troops were very stable, and the distance between the two sides was already very close and they did not open fire, which made Zheng Zhibao's heart lift. But so what? He has an army of nearly 50,000, Fang Guoan and Wang Zhiren are each commanding the army to attack from both sides, so many people can drown these two or three thousand rebels!

When it was only more than half a mile away from the rebel array, the rebels' artillery finally opened fire, and dozens of projectiles flew into their array, plowing out blood lines in the array, and the screams rang out one after another, and there was a slight disturbance in the array.

Zheng Zhibao did not look back, he knew that this level of shelling would create some panic on his side at most, and it would not cause many casualties.

"Spread your shield and keep attacking!" Zheng Zhibao shouted sharply, took the lead with a shield soldier, and his speed increased sharply, and he quickly drove towards the rebels.

At this moment, the continuous sound of artillery rang out, and the rebels' tiger squat cannon finally fired, and hundreds of tiger squat cannons fired at the same time, and the barrage rained towards the Zheng family's army. The shield soldier at the front felt that the shield in his hand was like a critical hit, and a strong impact came, and he hurriedly used his shoulder to resist the shield, and many shield soldiers threw down their shields, making a terrible scream, but the shield was pierced by projectiles, and countless lead were embedded in their bodies.

The tiger squat cannon was a curved cannon, and more projectiles passed over the soldiers in front of them holding shields, and fell into the queue of Zheng Jiajun from the air, and the screams were remembered one after another, and countless soldiers fell to the ground.

"Archers shoot at each other, and the others rush over!"

Seeing his subordinates fall one after another, although the number of soldiers who were shot was less than half of them, Zheng Zhibao was also very angry, shouting with red eyes, he wanted to beat the horse and personally lead the team to fight, but he was grabbed by the reins of the soldiers around him, and the two soldiers quickly dragged him off the horse, because riding on the horse would become the target of the rebels' shooting. Fujian does not produce horses, and the Zheng family is mainly a sailor, except for the main general who can use horses to walk, all of them are infantry.

With Zheng Zhibao's order, two thousand family members quickly rushed towards the opposite rebels under the leadership of Zheng Zhibao's deputy general.

The family members eat and drink well on weekdays, and the treatment is several times that of ordinary soldiers, so they naturally have to contribute on the battlefield, as long as they can break through a hole in the rebels, the large group of men and horses behind can follow and kill, and the two or three thousand rebels will be completely finished.

Taking advantage of the pause between the tiger squat artillery, and braving the continuous fire of the Francophone artillery, two thousand family members galloped, getting closer and closer to the rebels, and then saw the row of rejecting horses blocking the advance in front. Of course, this simple row of horses does not pose any obstacles, as long as they are lifted sideways. However, when the front-runner went to carry the horse, the rebel gunners opened fire.

"Bang bang bang" 500 muskets fired at the same time, and the dense projectiles shot directly into Zheng Zhibao's team, and the distance between the rejection horse and the musket formation was only thirty paces, and the dense rain of bullets fired at the same time at such a close distance was enough to make up for the lack of accuracy.

It was just one round of fire, and at least more than 200 people fell to the front of the Jiading team, and more than 10% of the casualties were killed!

"Rush over, the firebolt is very slow to reload!" The lieutenant who led the men howled and pointed hard at the rebel array in front of him, which was obscured by the smoke of gunpowder.

Everyone knows how slow the firearms are to reload, and this time is enough time for the entire army to kill the rebel array.

However, as soon as these families moved away from the horses, the smoke that shielded the rebels was blown away by the river wind, and then the families were shocked to find another row of fire guns pointed at them, and then there was a continuous sound of guns.

This time, more than 300 family members were shot to the ground, and nearly 30 percent of the family members died under the platoon of guns after two rounds of shooting, even if many family members were wearing thick leather armor, they were still easily shot through by projectiles.

Everyone was stunned, not knowing whether to move forward or turn around and flee, and the lieutenant general of the conductor Ding no longer gave orders, because just now a projectile had pierced his chest.

The third round of "bang bang bang" sounded, and the surviving families turned around and fled, and then the fourth round, hundreds of people were shot in the back and fell on the way to escape.

Platoon gun shooting, four-stage accumulation fire, the projectiles fired are endless, there is almost no gap, under such a dense barrage, the attacking army has to endure huge casualties, and the distance of thirty steps can be penetrated even by armor and shields, even the bravest and strongest warriors of the Zheng family cannot withstand this kind of blow.

For most of the Ming army, it would collapse when the casualties were close to 10%, and it took three rounds of platoon fire before escaping, and Zheng Zhibao's family team was already a rare elite soldier.

When the brigade behind Zheng Jiajun continued to advance under the command of Zheng Zhibao, the Jiading team in front had already turned around and fled back, crashing straight into their own brigade, and suddenly rioted everywhere.

"What's going on? Kill! Zheng Zhibao, who was pulled off the horse, didn't know what was going on, and jumped to his feet and roared loudly.

"Fifth general, the family in front of you has been defeated, let's run away!" The housekeeper next to him shouted.

"What escape? There are so many of us, even one person can drown the rebels with a spit and foam! Zheng Zhibao was furious, stretched out his hand and pulled out the sword at his waist, "Stop them all, those who dare to retreat will be killed!" ”

In the face of the furious Zheng Zhibao, the family members around him who stayed to protect him could only listen to the order with a bitter face, picked up swords and guns one by one and lined up, and began to block the defeated soldiers.

"The musketeers line up and pursue!" Looking at the defeated Zheng Jiajun, Chen Yan gave the order to pursue in a deep voice.

"General, the other two armies are coming from both sides." The guards around him reminded in a whisper, but it was Fang Guoan and Wang Zhiren who came out of other cities who were killing from the left and right directions, less than a mile away from their own array.

"Pass the order, order the artillery to fire on both sides to block, the ironclad soldiers guard the two wings of the musketeers, and the musketeers continue to pursue, and the Zheng family army in front must be completely defeated!" Chen Yan said sharply.

Only by quickly defeating the enemy in front of him can he free his hands to deal with the two enemy troops on the left and right, on the contrary, if he defends on the spot, he will inevitably fall into the two-sided attack of Fang Guoan Wang Zhiren, and if Zheng Zhibao relieves his senses and counterattacks, no matter how strong his own combat strength is, it is very troublesome to fall into a siege on three sides.

Under Chen Yan's order, the four rows of musketeers quickly pursued, the musketeers in the front row loaded on the spot after releasing the muskets, and the ones behind quickly crossed their queue and continued to shoot at Zheng Jiajun, then the third row and the fourth platoon, and the fourth row of muskets were anti-aircraft, the first row had been loaded, and continued to move forward quickly past the fourth row to attack, and so on.

And Zheng Jiajun's army fled because of the rout of the Jiading team, and the infantry behind them were also panicked, and many people fled, but they were blocked by Zheng Zhibao's howl and leading people, and more than 10,000 people lost ground and fell into chaos.

And the continuous fire of the musketeers brought them huge casualties, and each round of fire caused hundreds of soldiers to be killed and wounded. Seeing their companions fall one by one, many soldiers suddenly fell into great fear, they did not dare to fight back against the musket team with knives and guns, but aimed their knives and guns at their companions who were blocking their escape. Regardless of the slashing and stabbing, kill a bloody road and flee all the way!

Zheng Zhibao was horrified to see that in a short period of time, his own army had completely collapsed, countless people ran like crazy, many people raised their weapons to slash and kill their own people, and with the hundred and ten personal soldiers around him, they could no longer stop the rout to escape.

"Five generals, the general trend has gone, run away!" The leader of the family beside him begged bitterly that if he forcibly stopped the retreat, all the hundred and ten people would have to be explained here.

The leader of the family made a look, and the two family members rushed over and hugged Zheng Zhibao to death, snatched the long knife in his hand, pushed him onto the war horse, and fled backwards with a hug. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if you can't wait for the three armies to join forces, if you hold on for a while, your one hundred and ten people will be torn apart by the rout!

"Fang Guoan and Wang Zhiren are flanking the rebels, as long as we hold on for a while, we will win if the three armies are encircled!" Zheng Zhibao shouted unwillingly.

Fang Guoan and Wang Zhiren's two armies finally approached the battlefield, looking at the Zheng family's army, which was defeated and retreated by the 3,000 rebels, the two knew that now was the best time to defeat the rebels and make meritorious contributions. The rebels only cared about chasing and killing Zheng Zhibao, but they directly exposed their weaknesses in front of them.

Coincidentally, both of them sent their most elite family members to kill the rebels in both sides.

Chen Yan had already defended them, the artillery had already turned its direction, and opened fire quickly at them, and then there were eight hundred ironclad soldiers, divided into two parts, blocking the flank of the musketeers.

Artillery alone naturally could not stop tens of thousands of troops, braving the artillery to shoot, paying a large number of casualties, the two armies of the family Ding team had already killed both sides of Chen Yan's team, and the blocking ironclad soldiers were killed together.

The distance between the two sides was so close that from time to time arrows fell in the middle of the artillery positions, and the gunners quickly dropped their guns and ran towards their own formation, forming a thin formation behind the musketeers.

This is already a chaotic battle, tens of thousands of people on both sides are mixed together, and the 3,000 personal guard battalion has fallen into a heavy siege.

The defense of the ironclad soldiers was amazing, and hundreds of people lined up in a thin formation, withstanding the onslaught of the two armies of Fang Guoan and Wang Zhiren. At this time, the importance of armor was highlighted. In the face of the enemy's slashing, the ironclad soldier only avoided the vital point of the face slightly, and then ignored the angry spear stabbing and slashing. The enemy's weapon landed on the iron armor and cut a white mark at most, and the sword of his own sword slashed down and slashed a corpse.

Plate armor made of cold steel cannot be broken even by a sharp spear, unless it is pierced in a place where the plate armor cannot be protected by joints and legs.

However, in the end, the number of ironclad soldiers is too small, and in the face of the enemy's crazy attacks, they often have to fight one by one, three and four, and the thin array cannot completely block the enemy, and many enemies bypass the gap and go behind them.

Fortunately, the artillery that abandoned the artillery retreated to the main position in time, and under the command of the commander Chen Daniu, he brandished a steel knife and killed the enemy soldiers who broke through the formation.

"Grenade waiting!" Chen Daniu shouted loudly, and the gunners immediately reacted, took out a grenade from the belt behind them, lit the fire rope with a shaking fire fold, and when the fire rope burned to a certain length, he threw the grenade with his hand, and dozens of grenades crossed the head of the ironclad soldiers and fell into the enemy's array.

Then there were a series of explosions, flesh and blood flying, and the enemy army was in a panic.

ps: 4,000 words, I won't split it into two chapters, I sacrificed my lunch break, and I have to go to work soon. There should be a plus in the evening!