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Text Section 192 We are the foothills of the mountain!

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    In the killing area caused by grenades, the Tatar cavalry rushed towards the first row of Tatars. They raised their spears with their right hands, preparing to deliver the most fatal blow.

    The Jurchens never expected the impact of their cavalry raids.

    In the era of cold weapons, cavalry was the king of the battlefield.  The impact of the cavalry group assault on the battlefield is astonishing. Except for the heavily armed heavy infantry phalanx, few armies can withstand the impact of such huge power.  How could the flesh and blood of the first row of soldiers resist the oncoming war machines?  The slashing and killing of knights after rushing into the enemy's formation will quickly disintegrate the fighting will of all ancient and modern troops.

    If the Ming army is of comparable size, it often only takes one charge, and the Ming army's infantry phalanx will collapse.

    The Jurchens have never had the impact of their cavalry raids. They are the most terrifying war machine in this last cold weapon era.

    Their numbers are too great. There have never been so many cavalry charging into battle before in human history.  The Mongols used to have a lot of cavalry, but the Mongols preferred mounted archery.  The Europeans had well-trained knights, but the local lords had very few rules of war.  Never in human history have such a large number of cavalry gathered together to form such a terrifying impact.

    The Jurchens never expected the impact of their plundering formation. This fierce charge once overthrew the strict Zhao Shujiao, the brave Man Gui and the fearless Zu Dashou.  From Saar to Fushun, to Shenyang, to Guangning, to Dalinghe, to Zunhua, no unit has ever blocked such a charge.

    They don¡¯t believe that some Nanhai people who use cannons, these despicable Nanhai people who only hide behind and fire cold shots, can withstand such an impact.  They believed that with just one charge, the gunmen, who didn't even have spears, would flee to both sides wailing and be completely defeated.  They will rush directly towards the central army composed of auxiliary soldiers and massacre this cunning army.

    The Tatars with ferocious faces could only feel the blood gushing to their heads and hands.  They have forgotten where they are. They only understand that they are heading towards victory. They just shout loudly to kill and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.

    His hands shook with excitement, and they howled loudly until they saw the forest of suddenly raised bayonets.

    It¡¯s just a moment.  The blade pointed at them made their bodies become cold with excitement.

    That frightening blade suddenly appeared in front of the gunman.  He pointed diagonally at the first row of blue-flag warriors approaching at high speed.  Fifteen meters.  five meters.  Just a second.  The Tatar cavalry on the front line stopped roaring.  He stopped dancing his spear ostentatiously.  Only a bloodless face and horses that couldn't stop were left.

    They are a little confused. What kind of army is it?

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    In order to increase the range.  The flintlock gun made in Nanhai Kingdom is very long, reaching a length of about 1.8 meters.  In addition, the bayonet under the barrel is more than two meters long.  This is not much shorter than the cavalry's spear.  The soldier in the front row propped his spear diagonally on the ground, bent down and stepped on the butt of the gun with his feet.

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    Of course, the most terrifying thing about cavalry charging into battle is the impact. The high-speed impact of hundreds of kilograms of cavalry will bring huge kinetic energy. If you charge forward with any weapon, you will only end up being knocked away.  However, the inclined iron flintlock can transmit most of the impact to the ground, and only a small part needs to be borne by the warrior holding the musket.

    This is the best way for musketeers to deal with cavalry charges in the hundreds of years of European firearms. This simple action was summed up by the living veterans after tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of people died in the European national wars in the 18th century.  , this is the experience that Europeans gained by shedding countless blood.

    But for time-travelers, this is just a piece of information about modern war on a laptop.

    Two rows of bayonets were stuck on the ground, densely packed like a mountain of swords.  In order to reduce the width of the battlefield, the musketeers stood very close together when forming their formations, with almost no gaps between soldiers in the same row.  At this time, the bayonets of the second row filled the gaps of the bayonet of the first row, making the density of this forest of bayonets even more terrifying.

    No one dares to doubt the lethality of this forest of knives. The knives produced in Nanhai Country are always so reassuring. If those war horses dare to charge up, these low carbon steels will cut open the chests of the war horses as easily as cutting paper and insert them.  Inside the body of this creature, their bloodthirsty eyes, like those of a Tatar, lose their color.

    The Gaishui camp has never lost before. The cavalry cannot intimidate them, and they will not back down in front of a defeated general like the Jurchens.  Ten meters, five meters away, the forest of bayonets thrust into the ground at the last moment, pointing at the oncoming Jurchen knights.

    A look of horror appeared on the Tatar's face, and the large white blade made himweather.  Fatigue and reduced reaction speed cause the rate of casualties to accelerate. The winner of a war is always decided at this time.

    Qin Mingtao can't wait any longer. It needs a new force to decide the outcome to enter the battlefield.

    But while riding on the horse, he looked around and couldn't find any reserve team that could be used.  Surrounded by 3,000 nervous auxiliary soldiers, Qin Mingtao's heart trembled, he gritted his teeth, turned his horse's head, and shouted angrily at the 3,000 auxiliary soldiers,

    "Behind us is the Han family! If you take a step back, you will be a slave for the rest of your life! Answer me! Are you willing to use your own flesh and blood to be the mountain that blocks the aliens?"

    This is the most familiar question to the soldiers of the Gaishui Camp. In training after training, the Dongwangs always use this sentence to inspire the soldiers' will.  The auxiliary soldiers never thought that they would ask this question to themselves. Their jobs were cutting horse grass and driving grain carts. They had not done much combat training, and they did not have the breastplates and helmets of combat soldiers.

    If they rush forward, they will be the ones who die the fastest.

    The auxiliary soldiers looked at their Dongwang blankly, speechless for a while.  Finally, their faces turned red. They were wealthy, literate, and proud free citizens of Nanhai Country. No matter what their status was in the military, they were still the same proud free citizens and proud Han Chinese. They would rather die than become  That slave will not allow foreigners to occupy the Han people's world.

    Pulling out their swords, the three thousand auxiliary soldiers roared at the highest volume, roaring like those brave soldiers,

    "We are the foothills!"

    Qin Mingtao's eyes were a little red, and he nodded towards these laborers whose salary was much lower than that of soldiers.

    "We, the Han people, will come to save the world under the Han family!"

    With his long sword raised high, Qin Mingtao rushed towards the white-armored soldiers who had just broken through the center of the defense line.

    "Follow me to kill the thief!"
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