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Chapter 479 An Ordinary Battle ([-])

After shouting out a series of orders, Xu Feng and Fan Zhu, the two commanders and deputy commanders of the [-]rd Infantry Division, quickly climbed into a command vehicle.

Prepare to start commanding such a normal battle that happens at least five or six times a day.

The so-called command vehicle, to be more specific, is a slightly modified large vehicle.

A high platform with an overall height of more than six meters was erected on the car body, and there were several thick large shields on the edge of the high platform to protect them, allowing them to command the carpentry equipment from a commanding height.

no way!Because the terrain of Zhuxian Town belongs to the Huaihai Great Plain.

Even if they are in the front position when commanding on the battlefield, but if they don't stand on this kind of command vehicle, the back of their soldiers' heads are all dark in front of them.

If you can't see anything, then direct a yarn.

Therefore, there are two such modified command vehicles in each infantry division and artillery brigade of the New Army, which can be regarded as a standard configuration.

In the Third Infantry Division, two command vehicles, one on the left and one on the right, were placed 50 meters behind the line of defense.

After Fan Zhu, who stood on the top, picked up the binoculars, the situation of the entire battlefield was basically caught in his eyes.

Then, he cursed out such a sentence in his mouth: "What the hell! Why are these three tricks like old routines again, the grandchildren of Jinren don't know how to give grandpa something new~"

Amidst the bursts of horns, another ten thousand infantry troops of the three golden men were dispatched in unison, pressing towards this side.

In the front position, there are shield cars like things; because of the amazing number, it looks like a movable wooden wall for a while, squeezing towards the camp.

And behind the shield car, followed by a large group of infantry.

Of course, Fan Zhu yelled out "three tricks", although his tone was a bit disdainful, but his mood was quite nervous.

Without him, the strength advantage of the Jinbing side is too great.

In the previous few days of fighting, the infantry troops on the Jinren side had at least 5 casualties.

In the second stage of the system task, there is a requirement of 'killing no less than 2 people during the entire campaign', and they should have already completed it early.

But in Jin Bing, some scattered rout soldiers, logistical civilian husbands, and Song Army who surrendered.

After supplementing the 28-strong infantry team one after another, there are now [-]-strong troops in front of the formation. After a glance, there are still as many as [-].

It still looks dense and full of pressure.

Should I say it or not!After seeing such a scene, people feel quite helpless in their hearts.

As for the cavalry units hanging farther away, Fan Zhu didn't have to worry too much, because these guys had never been dispatched in the battle a few days ago...

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On the defense line, in a palpitating dead silence, the golden man's shield chariot was getting closer and closer to the camp.

Calculated by the red wooden stakes in front of the formation, they gradually entered the distance of 150 steps, [-] steps, or even [-] steps in front of the formation.

The muskets on the ground had been picked up and aimed long ago, but there was no intention of firing.

The main reason is that the crudely bundled large shields on the shield carts are basically made of wood with the thickness of a bowl.

At such a long distance, even if these wooden shields were pierced, they would not be able to cause any substantial damage to the armored golden soldiers behind them.

According to their past experience, only after the opponent has entered fifty steps, the effect of musket shooting will be unsatisfactory.

In the end, the battle gradually became crooked as the Jinren advanced, and they entered the position of about a hundred steps in front of the formation.

This is a very ordinary battle, and it has officially started.

The defenders were the first to strike. On the position of the third division, the ten small French cannons deployed by the First Brigade of Independent Artillery finally opened fire first.

One gunner after another, with their already hoarse voices, shouted "fire" almost at the same time; the voice was full of the joy of finally being able to do it after a long time of depression.

It is impossible to fire at such a distance.

This Frang machine small gun, because of the structure of the sub-cannon, although it is quite powerful in terms of rate of fire, but also has the reason of poor air tightness, resulting in a relatively limited range, the longest range is 300 meters .

If you want to ensure power and accuracy, you can only put your opponent within a distance of 150 meters.

In short, amidst the loud sound of cannonballs, a total of ten small cannonballs flew out towards the golden shield chariot.

In the state of direct fire, it is difficult for these shells to miss with the tight car shield formation that the Jinren lined up all the way.

Except that the two rounds were shot a little higher, the shells passed the shield car and fell into the crowd of golden soldiers behind, knocking down several people on the spot.

Another shell still landed a few meters in front of the shield vehicle.

However, in the following time, after bouncing off the ground with a large amount of sand, it continued to roll over from under the shield vehicle, breaking several poor legs.

The remaining seven shells all hit the shield vehicles one by one.

In an instant, under the huge impact, the poorly made wooden shield fell apart on the spot; at the same time, a large number of sawdust splashed, together with the shells that smashed the shield car, knocked down the golden soldiers behind the shield. .

The golden soldiers whose faces were covered with sawdust fell to the ground and screamed crazily.

Judging from their distorted faces, it should be that they would rather die by themselves, and it would be more straightforward.

It was also at this moment that the Jinren attacking force, which had suffered many losses before, also quickly made some contingency measures.

Originally, the infantrymen who followed the shield chariot slowly approached at a walking speed.

At this moment, one after another rushed out from behind the shield chariot, and the leaders were all elite golden men wearing several layers of heavy armor and holding a shield in their hands.

At the same time, those shield vehicles all stopped moving forward.

A large number of archers and crossbowmen hid behind and started attacking. The difference is that the archers used projectiles, and the crossbowmen leaned out a little and used direct fire.

Facing the camp, those Song musketeers lined up neatly covered the past like rain.

Moments later, the ground and walls at the edge of the camp were filled with arrows.

Coupled with the white feathers on the back of the arrows, the musketeers of the first and second regiments felt like they were in the reeds in an autumn day.

It's just that such reeds are not beautiful at all, but full of deadly threats of death.

Because the bows and arrows thrown were not bad, they were not powerful enough to pierce through the excellent armor of the soldiers of the new army. Even if they were shot at the hands and feet, the soldiers would not die.

Most people can retreat by themselves, and if they can't, they can also be supported by health workers holding shields.

But the soldiers who were hit directly by the yellow birch crossbow were unlucky.

In the past, the Song court set up a special institution called the "Bow and Crossbow Academy", and it often took a lot of money and a long time to make a yellow birch crossbow.

At worst, it can have the power of fighting two stones with one stone, and requires the crossbowman to pedal with his feet to wind the string.

It was originally a weapon of the country against opponents such as the Liao people, Xixia people, and Jin people, who were heavily armored targets.

It's a pity that it didn't play a role in the shame of Jingkang that day, but after the city was broken, a large number of it fell into the hands of the Jin people and became their spoils of war.

Now on the current battlefield of Zhuxian Town, it has become a weapon that causes headaches for the new army.

Under the vibration of the crossbow strings, the soldiers of the new army lined up with muskets were directly shot to the ground by the powerful crossbow arrows.

These people have never been hit by an arrow at all, so at most it would be a crippled result.

Not to mention the thin iron masks on their faces, even half-body breastplates may not be able to block the armor-piercing cone shot by this thing.

In the command car, Fan Zhu saw such a scene, and immediately couldn't help it.

I don't know how many times I have scolded a sentence before: "What the hell! Zhao Ji and Zhao Heng are pig teammates."

Fortunately, it is fortunate that they did not just fight back after being beaten.

The small Frang machine gun with a mother-in-child structure is quite powerful in terms of rate of fire; the first three rounds can be summoned even in a mere 20 seconds.

Every time they fired, the crossbowmen hiding behind the shield car would suffer heavy casualties.

Another point is that even the soldiers of the new army, one after another comrades around them were shot to the ground.

There is still no panic in their queue, and the hands holding the muskets in their hands are still motionless; even when the comrades in front of them are shot down by arrows, the soldiers behind them will stand up without hesitation.

In such a situation, when those heavy-armored golden men finally rushed to the front of the battle 50 steps, a loud password sounded almost simultaneously:
"Fire~"

(End of this chapter)