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Chapter 481 An Ordinary Battle ([-])

Among the more than 100 grenades, all of them exploded under the astonishing power of two or three seconds.

In front of Zhuxian Town's right-wing defense line, it can be said that in this vast area before 45 steps, all the golden soldiers have been cleared.

There were at least three or four hundred golden soldiers, who were knocked to the ground in such a process.

This is because under the power of explosive packs and volley guns, the gold people who have suffered a lot of losses have learned more and more now.

After all, God is fair, everyone is human, and the new army can quickly grow up as soldiers in the flames of war;

In the process of rushing over, Jin Bing's side knew to open and control the distance between each other intentionally or unintentionally.

It's not like at the beginning, rushing up in a swarm, it's simply the best target.

If this is the case, under the power of so many grenades, the number of casualties on the Jinbing side this time is definitely more than that.

But with such a terrifying lethality, the scene where three to four hundred people were knocked down in an instant, based on the previous combat experience, the surviving Jin people would not be able to fight.

It should be the same as before, desperately starting to collapse.

However, what made Fan Zhu very strange was that the attitude of the Jin Bing's attack this time was really too resolute.

Some golden soldiers who had rushed to a distance of fifty steps faced the scene where all their colleagues in front of them died almost instantly amidst the sound of the explosion.

They stopped instinctively, but their brains hadn't had time to react, when they should be fleeing.

At the position behind them, many sharp arrows shot over, shooting them to death from the unsuspecting back; at the same time, many golden officers roared frantically:

"Come on, keep going.

Wan Yanzong hoped that the second crown prince had an order that in this battle, those who are not ahead of the enemy, greedy for life and afraid of death, will be killed before the battle, and all the family members, old and young, will be sent as slaves.

As long as you can rush in, you will be promoted and rich, and there will be plenty of women and livestock. "

If Xu Shi was going to retreat right away, it would not count if he was dead, and the threat that all his family members would be slaves aroused the greatest fear in the hearts of these golden soldiers.

Under such a fear, the golden soldiers continued to rush over the next second, howling.

Even if the people rushing to the front were knocked to the ground one by one in the volley of guns from the defenders, they never stopped.

Facing such a scene, while shaking his head, Fan Zhu just sighed at the Jinren's madness, but actually didn't feel any threat or pressure.

It's true that he is a rookie, but who called this system task, the situation is really too dangerous.

He is such a rookie, so far he doesn't know how many times he has gone through fierce battles with these golden men, so it can be said that he already has quite a lot of experience.

It was also like this, he knew that the Jinren would threaten the whole family at every turn.

Of course, it has a good effect, but it is not omnipotent.

Because of people's fear, there will be a threshold for this thing; without the support of some beliefs that are close to belief, when a person's fear reaches its peak.

There will be a blank in their heads, no matter what threats you make, they won't care.

Only under the instinct of survival, he will run away recklessly, no matter how threatened, it is useless.

Therefore, don't look at these golden men rushing fiercely, after more people die, these golden soldiers will still have a huge rout.

That is to say, their new army is really poor, and there is no cavalry unit.

Otherwise, even if there is only one cavalry battalion for each division, they can take the opportunity to hide and kill them, and they will surely expand the results of the battle and return many golden men's heads.

"These golden men are poor, but that's all. I'll see how many of you can die."

Thinking of all the above-mentioned Fan Zhu, this rookie is like a famous general, and mutters such a sentence in his mouth with confidence...

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Sure enough, Fan Zhu's battlefield experience was not given for nothing.

Facing the crazy charge of the Jinren, the soldiers of the first and second regiments under his command suffered some casualties even though they were also attacked by the opponent's crossbowmen.

But relying on the neat row of guns and grenades, it can be said that it is like a cold and precise machine, constantly strangling the rushing gold people.

But then again, the fighting power of these Jin people who were driven to a desperate situation is also amazing.

Relying on his own flesh and blood, under the ravages of lead bullets and explosion fragments, he was about to rush into the camp.

Fortunately, at such a moment, individuals can see that these golden soldiers are already at the end of their strength.

Without the need for the two commanders, Xu Feng and Fan Zhu, to speak, the battalion and company commanders at the front line all came up with a smarter tactic.

Under their password, the soldiers under him maintained a neat formation and retreated about ten steps to the back.

The same is true for the artillery crew including those Franco cannons.

Even though the distance of ten or so steps is not much, it completely avoided the various weapons wielded by the golden soldiers who charged in desperately.

In this way, if the Jin people want to reach them, they have to climb over a one-meter-high soil or wooden wall, and then rush over.

But in such a process, they will be beaten to death as easily as if they were hit by a rabbit.

Not to mention that in front of the musketeers, there was a row of gunmen holding spears more than 3 meters long, raising the spears in their hands to form a spear formation.

In short, it is foreseeable that there is still a minute or two at most, and now the golden man, who is almost dead and injured, will collapse.

Just when Fan Zhu, relying on his experience, thought that this very ordinary battle was about to end.

He even put his mind on how to entangle with Hu Biao's deadly rush to the street after the war; even if they can't let their third division, they can replace them for a rest, and they can't ask for more artillery.

But no matter what, it doesn't matter if you roll around or spit.

It is necessary to supplement some more or less trained civilians from Hu Biao's hands, so that their third division will not be too short of staff.

Suddenly, Fan Zhu seemed to hear something.

After quickly raising his head and looking towards the direction outside the camp, his complexion suddenly changed drastically.

Because amidst the white smoke lingering over the position and blocking his sight, he could see an astonishing number of cavalrymen faintly killing towards this side.

The number is so dense that there are at least 5000 people.

It turned out that since the start of the war, the cavalry unit, which had not been used by the golden chairs, finally launched a deadly charge under the condition that they gradually became paralyzed.
What's more terrible is that the sight is blocked by the white smoke and blue smoke from the large amount of black gunpowder burning.

There are also loud gunshots and shouts of killing on the battlefield, which have an impact on hearing; of course, it is also inseparable from such a long-planned tactic of the Jinren.

In short, the group of cavalry of Jinbing has already rushed out of the position, a distance of a little more than three miles.

Talk!The distance of a little more than three miles, how long would it take for a war horse that had picked up its speed and was charging frantically?

Let's put it this way, once the war horse charges up with all its strength, it can reach [-] to [-] kilometers per hour in a short distance, and it can be said that there is no difficulty at all.

In other words, within 2 minutes at most, the cavalry of the Jinren can rush in.

If they cannot be stopped, it will be a huge disaster.

So after realizing this point, under the huge excitement all over Fan Zhu's body, a gust of cold air rose from the tailbone and rushed to the top of the sky.

Immediately, he picked up a loudspeaker of the same type as the bodyguard at hand, and shouted in a distorted voice:

"Soldier, immediately notify the third and fourth regiments to come up for support, and go to the town to ask for help from the Hu privy envoy.

Other guard battalions, communication battalions, logistics battalions, divisional clerks, cooks, livestock keepers, don't care what the hell they are; as long as they are individuals, follow me, and these cavalry must be resisted. "

After finishing speaking, he threw away the tin horn and quickly climbed down from the command vehicle.

At a distance of several hundred meters from him, Xu Feng also made the same move. They all knew what a disastrous consequence it would be if these golden cavalry were to rampage in the camp.

The difference is that they climbed off the command vehicle.

Holding a short-handled musket in his hand, Fan Zhu rushed towards the front line with a dozen guards around him, and had a magical intuition in his heart:

"I'm probably going to die soon, but even if I die, I have to beat these cavalry back."

That's right!This is the only thought that Fan Zhu, a serious cook from New Oriental, has at the moment.

(End of this chapter)