Nanming: I can build wonders

Chapter 620 Yuan Chonghuan Possession (Subscribe!)

In fact, the Austrians should be thankful that although these artillery are powerful, they are not the most advanced artillery of the Ming people.

Seeing that the Polish hussars were about to be defeated, Earl Stallenberg had an idea and sent [-] infantry to meet them.

Count Stallenberg is not kind, because he is going to flee the Danube by boat.

If you run away, you must have time to clean up your clothes. No one will stop him, and he will be caught by the Ottomans every minute!
So, in the name of God, he fooled some non-directed troops to cut off the heir.

On the other half, the infantry phalanx on the Ottoman side also began to attack forward, with spears like forests, musketeers followed closely behind, and intensive artillery fire also launched an offensive.

With the addition of new forces, the Polish hussars can finally take a breather.

It's just that the war between the two sides soon entered a fierce stage. The infantry of both sides quickly contacted and began to fight fiercely.

"kill!"

"Kill all these heretics, capture their women, and sell them to Daming as slaves."

The Ottoman soldiers roared under the fluttering star and moon flag.

The military system of the Ottoman Empire is somewhat similar to the military merit system of the Qin Dynasty. As long as you make meritorious service on the battlefield, the spoils of land, wealth, women, and slaves are not a problem.

"Kill these heretics!"

"God is with us!"

The Austrian Christian army is also boosting morale, and the two sides are about to enter the moment of queuing up and shooting.

"Silence, move forward!"

Following the command of the commander, 5000 Ottoman line infantry walked towards the tragic battlefield with neat steps. A phalanx of [-] people was like four huge phalanxes walking on the ground.

The Ottoman line infantry who had been guided by the Ming weapons consultant had no expression on their faces. They seemed to be robots. Neither the corpses on the ground nor the howling shells seemed to be able to shake them in the slightest.

"stop!"

A few hundred meters away from the center of the battlefield, the Ottoman line infantry phalanx suddenly stopped, neat and uniform, although there were some noises, it was already considered an elite division.

"Change to horizontal team!"

Then, under the command of the commander, the huge square formation turned into a three-segment shooting formation, like a green wave, sweeping towards Vienna.

"go ahead!"

After the change of formation, the Ottoman line infantry advanced again, stepping on the blood-soaked muddy ground, stepping on the corpses, and striding forward.

Only by seeing the beads of sweat on their foreheads would one realize that these Ottomans with their heads covered and bearded were a little nervous.

"Fire!"

Bang bang bang!
Since they were all matchlock guns, the difference in range was not large, and the two sides fired almost at the same time.

As billowing smoke rose, soldiers on both sides began to fall in large numbers.

Yet they were well trained, and death did not frighten them.

A person fell in front, and immediately a person stood in the position just behind, and the formation of queuing up for shooting remained intact.

"Second team, open fire!"

Soon, the second wave of offensive sounded again, and the same scene was repeated.

Although there was a distance between the two sides, it seemed that there was no close bloody battle, and there was no sound of fighting.

But the hearts of the people watching the battle seemed to be beating with each wave of strong sound, and many people were even sweating profusely, sweating for the infantry on both sides.

Queuing up for shooting is too much a test of guts. To put it bluntly, whoever has a tough scalp can win, and whose soldiers are less afraid of death can win.

For the soldiers who are queuing up to be shot, whenever the black smoke rises, death may suddenly fall on your head. Even if you are lucky, you have not been hit in several rounds, but who knows when the next gunshot will sound , Will I fall down?

The soldiers are under such terrible pressure, but they have no time to care about anything else. They just know that they will keep shooting until the end and they will win.

The mutual shooting between the infantry on both sides was extremely tragic, with blood flying everywhere.

After several rounds of shooting each other, a large number of musketeers fell down, and the blood continued to gather, forming small dark red puddles.

However, the blood slowly gathered into streams, and finally gathered into the Danube.

But it can be clearly found that Osman's queue was more violent.

Leaving aside the quality of soldiers, Ottoman has an absolute advantage in weapons.

Because their muskets have a faster rate of fire, higher accuracy, and more powerful gunpowder!
Daming added sugar to the gunpowder used for their matchlock guns, so the power was naturally extraordinary.

Whether it's cola drinks or gunpowder, sugar is better than no sugar!
The black soil of Vienna was stained red with blood. It is foreseeable that the black soil of Vienna will be more fertile in the future under the nourishment of human blood.

In the dreary sky, more and more vultures were circling, and they chirped excitedly. Obviously, after the war, it was their chance to feast.

Although the firepower of the Ottomans is stronger, it is a battle of [-] people after all, and it will not be possible to end the battle for a while. It can only be seen that the Ottomans have an advantage.

Suleiman II, who was holding a binoculars, was full of doubts, why did the wretched Vienna defenders go crazy today, and how dare they come out to fight them.

Kind of weird.

The Ottoman Prime Minister Mustafa Pasha guessed what was going on, he hurried to the Sultan with a smile on his old face, "Your Majesty, you will soon become the conqueror of Vienna, the whole of Central Europe, Will tremble under your feet!
"Now, please go to heaven to boost your morale!"

It turned out that Mustafa Pasha had long seen that the defenders of Vienna were fighting with their backs. As long as they annihilated this wave of attacking troops, Vienna would be at their fingertips.

Suleiman II also looked smug, nodded and said: "Okay! Okay! Okay! That's what I mean too! Is the hot air balloon ready? I want to go to the sky in person, and I want to serve Ottoman in the sky." Soldiers pray, the closer to the true God there, the effect of prayer must be better!"

Sick to heaven, Suleiman II is really fighting!

However, Suleiman's huge hot air balloon has a big target, and it really boosts morale. Those Ottoman sword and shield soldiers seemed to be drugged. , launched a desperate charge against the attacking Vienna defenders!

This is the cleverness of those commanders of sword and shield soldiers. When they work, they must be seen by the leaders, otherwise they will be in vain.

No, Suleiman II was very happy: "Well, well! We must reward them later!"

Just when Suleiman II was inflated, a Viennese gunner was so blessed that Yuan Chonghuan possessed him and quietly aimed the cannon at Sudan's hot air balloon!

(End of this chapter)