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Volume 2 A Different Village Chief Chapter 816 Iron Wire

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    With a roar, a Franco machine gun sprayed hundreds of thick projectiles forward.  The ground seemed to be swept by a heavy rain of smoke and dust. A group of old battalion cavalry a hundred steps away from the opposite side were covered with blood mist. Many of them fell to the ground without saying a word. Many of the horses under their crotches raised their hooves high and neighed wildly.  Along with this Folang machine cannon, there were another 149 Folang machine cannons, and one hundred and fifty Folang machine guns fired volleys of cannons, causing the old camp soldiers on the opposite side to be killed and wounded in a mess. ???????????????????? However, the rogue cavalry had basically never seen the Jingbian Army¡¯s musketry and artillery battle formation. They still charged the 10,000 cavalry from the right battalion at the same time, with the camp¡¯s commanding general Liu Xiyao, left and right generals Guoyi Bai Jiuhe and Liu Tichun personally supervising the formation.  Therefore, after being bombarded by three waves of shotgun blasts from the Qinglong Army's position: 70 red cannons, 30 general cannons, and 150 small and medium-sized French guns, the cavalry in the rear  , still rushing in panic.  "Prepare the firecrackers!" Seeing a lot of sparseness, but still a tidal wave of thieves rushed in, Zuoying General Jie Yifeng, who was in charge of the front line, shouted an order.  "Ready!" All the musket soldiers shouted, there was a clanging sound of metal, and at the same time there was a clicking sound of the hammer being pulled. Each soldier pulled out the hammer and raised the flintlock gun, and the sharp gun sword was instantly like  Lin, the artillery and archers ten steps ahead were desperately lowering their bodies.  "Aim!" Immediately, the 1,600 gun soldiers on the first floor turned down the blazing guns in their hands, and the blunderbuss muzzles with the blunderbuss swords were pointed at the bandit cavalry rushing forward, and a large piece of metal cold light spread.  "Shoot!" Jie Yifeng roared, and the trumpeter beside him blew the order, and the sharp swan trumpet sound filled the air.  All the soldiers in the first row pulled the trigger, and the hammer hit each person's scythe. There was a soft pop, followed by a loud bang. The sparks from the hit ignited the primer in the fire door, and instantly ignited each person's musket.  Gunpowder inside the tube.  Immediately, large streams of gunpowder smoke spurted out from each fire door and gun tube, carrying thick flames. Then the gunpowder smoke connected with each other and formed a rising smoke wall, filling the battle array with large white smoke.  With the deafening sound of muskets, the bandit cavalry rushing in front rolled over a large area, and some front row seats were almost empty. People screamed shrilly, and the knight who was shot rolled to the ground and howled. The horse that was shot  Even more crazy.  Although the volley of cannons is not as powerful as the amount of shotgun shells, they are fired more densely and more accurately. They are still standing one meter apart, but the bandits rushing towards them are no longer so dense. Almost all of them are aiming at one person.  There is no one who misses.  "Second floor, come forward!" Jie Yifeng shouted loudly. Immediately, the second row of gunmen stepped forward a few steps and raised their guns to aim at the surging cavalry in front. The first row still stayed in place to reload.  This is the Xu Jin tactic of the Jingbian Army. After the front row has finished fighting, the second row will move forward. After the second row has finished fighting, the third row will move forward. The gun soldiers advance while shooting.  There are many tactics for volleying fire guns. Compared with the retreat tactics, this advancing tactic is more offensive and aggressive, and gives the enemy a stronger sense of threat.  It¡¯s just taking a step forward, and the meaning is different.  "Shoot!" There was another swan sound that stopped the clouds, a deafening blast of muskets, and more screams from the bandits in front. As far as I can see, their men and horses are once again empty, and the cavalry behind them is coming up based on inertia.  , was tripped and hindered by the corpses of men and horses in front, and became crowded and chaotic.  Especially the horses under their crotches, many of them were unwilling to move forward, facing the sharp metal forest.  "Third and fourth floors, come forward!" Jie Yifeng roared. Seeing that even if the bandits from behind came up, they would be crowded with the remaining cavalry in front. The opportunity was not to be missed. Jie Yifeng immediately ordered three or four rows of gun soldiers to come up together.  They fought in close formation, with two gun soldiers standing one meter apart and firing in three or four rows.  "Tiger!" Zheng Tianmin shouted, and as the comrades beside him made a majestic voice, their row of gun soldiers raised their guns and moved forward until they reached the front, followed by the fourth row of gun soldiers.  "Aim!" Jie Yifeng roared at the top of his lungs. Zheng Tianmin pulled the hammer and raised the gun forward. There were dense aiming guns beside him. They were close together, and at the same time, there were people on his left and right shoulders.  A fire blunderbuss tube poked out, and the cold light of the blunderbuss sword spread.  Zheng Tianmin glanced at a war horse charging ahead. Now that the distance was very short, he could see the fear and despair on the horse's face. His mouth was open, as if he was roaring something.  Zheng Tianmin was a little nervous at first. It was his first time to participate in the battle, and it was such a big battle. Fortunately, the daily training and the comrades around him gave him strength. The high excitement made him forget everything except his instincts.    The panic of the bandits gave him strong confidence. They were the invincible Jingbian Army. Even the most elite veteran soldiers in the bandit camp were no match for them.  He held the blunderbuss firmly in his left hand, his right fingers rested on the trigger, and the blunderbuss rest rested on his shoulder, just aiming at the thief.  There was a sharp swan sound. Zheng Tianmin pulled the trigger without thinking. With a sound, a ball of fire burst out from his fire door. The powerful recoil hit the fire blunderbuss hard, and then fierce smoke came out of his blunderbuss muzzle.  , followed by a long and sharp flame spurting out.  The sound of Zheng Tianmin's firecrackers merged into a deafening sound. The sound was louder, the fire was more fierce, and the smoke was denser. Viewed from the side, the flames were almost connected into one piece. With the explosion of the firecrackers,  The smoke was several times thicker than before.  This time, the cannon soldiers stood closer together, and the two rows in front and behind fired at the same time, almost four times the precise firepower output. After they lined up the cannons and fired, the crowded and chaotic cavalry in front were all emptied, and only a few people seemed to be sitting there.  Immediately, he stared blankly ahead.  Within a few dozen steps of that formation, the corpses of men and horses were piled up in piles, and the ground was filled with miserable groans and the wails of shot horses.  This volley of musket fire also completely woke up the bandits. Their formation was completely in chaos. Originally, the horses charging were basically far apart. Generally, even if the horses in front fell down, it would be difficult to stumble behind them. Now, the corpses of people and horses in front are piled up like mountains.  , they rushed and almost all of them tripped.  The old camp soldiers at the rear no longer rushed forward with inertia. They woke up, all screaming, and trying hard to turn their horses around.  Zheng Tianmin heard the earth-shattering wailing in front of him. After shooting, he saw four clouds of blood coming out of the corner of his eye from the corner of his eye after shooting, and he didn't know which one he hit.  He saw that the soldier seemed to be rolling on the ground and screaming desperately. He clutched his stomach and struggled. As he moved, colorful things seemed to pour out of his abdomen.  Zheng Tianmin was still frightened. He smelled a strong smell of gunpowder smoke and a strong smell of blood, reminding him that he was on a battlefield. He didn't have time to express his feelings, so he instinctively reloaded his ammunition. Then he heard Li Zhengjing, the battalion general on the left.  Roaring in response to the military command: "Pikemen, come forward!" A flash of red tassels flashed, and four rows of spearmen squeezed past him, each holding an armor-piercing long cone gun, shining with the sharp cold light of metal in the sun.  , they still lined up in a queue, rushed together with small steps, and then rushed towards the panicked old camp of rogue thieves in front, raised their guns and stabbed.  Zheng Tianmin heard the heartbreaking screams from that side. It was obvious that the crowded old camp of thieves was being massacred by the gunmen brothers. Zheng Tianmin was skillfully blindly loading fixed paper tube ammunition in his hands. While looking over there, he saw the gun's  The cold light seemed to be retracted neatly, and then stabbed out neatly, accompanied by the flying blood mist and the shrill scream.  They advanced slowly, leaving not a blade of grass behind.  I don¡¯t know how long they had been killing, but Zheng Tianmin heard the camp commander Li Zhengjing roar in response to the military order: "The gun soldiers come forward!" Zheng Tianmin and others trotted in. They held up the gun swords and strode past the gun soldiers.  A neat swishing sound. ?¡­ ?¡°Move forward in formation!¡± Han Chao looked solemn and shouted loudly.  "Tiger!" The two Xuanwu Army B battalions, the Wang Puxin Army Camp, and the two C battalions with 16,000 infantry soldiers shouted in unison, stepped forward in unison, and directly passed the artillery and gunners in front. Their steps were determined,  The red tassel on the helmet fluttered.  This is already the third wave of slave thieves charging into the formation. The first two waves of Mongolian cavalry from the outer vassal were directly routed by shotguns. Then they got smart and 20,000 people from Horqin's tribe charged together, occasionally threatening a large number of horses.  So after being bombarded by three waves of shotguns and being hit by several rocket volleys, the billowing Tatars were still coming in waves amidst the smoke.  "Fire blunderbuss!" The eight thousand gun soldiers shouted in unison. There were 2,000 of them on each level, and they all raised their fire blunderbuss at an angle, and then the first level aimed at the Tatar cavalry rolling in front.  They rushed a hundred steps in an instant.  "Let's go!" A thunderous sound of muskets sounded, and the muzzle of their blunderbuss swords erupted into a continuous stream of fire and smoke, like a wall of smoke rising from the ground.  "Let it go!" The first row of gunmen squatted down after firing, and then the second row pulled the trigger towards the surging Mengqi.  "Fire!" The sound of volleys of gunfire came one after another. Looking from a high place, a smoke dragon rose over there and had not yet spread, and another long wall of white smoke rose into the sky.  There is a bright firelight in the middle of the smoke wall, like a dazzling red line.  This red line is very thin and narrow, but in the face of the enemy's seemingly endless torrent, it appears to be extremely strong.  They are like an indestructible iron wire, vowing to block all enemies in their way.In front of the formation.  ¡­¡­ The blasts of cannons were heard one after another, and a smoke dragon rose densely from the opposite side. With the sound of cannons, hundreds of soldiers from the outer camp rolled to the ground, screaming hoarsely at the top of their lungs.  Their howls were heard in the ears of others, and everyone could not help but tremble with fear.  The firing force of Jingbian's gunfire reached a muzzle velocity of 350 meters per second. Under the strong kinetic energy, the projectile flew over a hundred meters in an instant. It could easily break through the second and third heavy armor of the Qing army, not to mention the thieves in front of them.  Almost no or light armor.  So after they were shot, the bullets easily penetrated into their bodies, tearing and rolling inside, tearing their bones, muscles, and internal organs into a mess. Then a large part of the lead bullets shattered, creating a terrifying shooting effect.  In the end, long arrows of blood spurted out from the body of the person who was shot, and he rolled on the ground struggling in pain.  Looking at their horrifying looks after being shot, everyone around them panicked. Therefore, after the first level of the musketry soldiers on the opposite side fired a salvo of a thousand fire muskets, the wave of 10,000 people in the outer camp immediately collapsed.  They let out earth-shattering howls and ran back in terror, shouting as they ran, only hating their parents for having two legs.  "Alas, defeated again." Liu Fangliang watched the movement silently. He led the army on the left side of the formation. In front of Fuhai, Wengshan and Hongshan, they were all crowded with people, as well as behind Hongshan.  He didn't know how many people there were, but he probably had seventy or eighty thousand.  And there are many people gathered behind, ready for a wheel battle.  Because both sides rarely have cavalry and sharp heavy artillery rockets, the distance between the two sides is about two miles.  After Liu Fangliang supervised the left-wing attack, he mobilized his troops and launched multiple waves of attacks on the opposite side, but with little success.  The firearms of the Jingbian Army are so sharp that few of them can withstand two volleys of fire. Generally, after a row of muskets are fired from the opposite side, no matter whether 10,000 or 20,000 people are attacking, they will collapse immediately.  Moreover, the generals of the foreign camps were very resentful. They thought that the old camp was driving them to take the bullets of the Jingbian Army, while they stayed comfortably behind. Fortunately, their subordinates only needed one wave of attacks to retreat to the camp to rest, so  Only then did he reluctantly support it.  A strategy was also agreed upon in advance. Dashun soldiers and horses gathered behind Hongshan, and then climbed over the mountains to attack their left flank. However, the Jingbian army deployed soldiers and horses several miles away in the valley at the foot of the mountain, arranging blunderbuss and artillery.  The people and horses climbed over the mountains and ridges, but they became turtles in the urn.  He looked at the Chinese army's position in the distance. It seemed that things were not going well there either. This made him frown. Facing an enemy like the Jingbian Army, he didn't know how to fight.  Wuyang Bojin had oxen and horses near him. This time, he also selected two thousand horses to ride out. Seeing Liu Fangliang frowning, a look of ridicule flashed in his eyes.  Seeing that Liu Fangliang was frustrated, he comforted him by saying, "I have many soldiers, so don't be hasty and fight slowly." (To be continued.)
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