Traveling through the Ming Dynasty, as soon as you open your eyes, you will die

Chapter 70 The First Battle of the Fifth Army
  The match rope was lit, and while it was being lit, the enemy rushed ten steps closer. This is the time when a person's endurance is most tested, and this is the time when training discipline is tested.

Countless soldiers faced the surging enemies and looked at the slowly burning match ropes. They all shouted in their hearts: "Quick, quick." Their hearts were extremely anxious, but their hands remained steady and did not tremble. The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the enemy's chest.

The match rope burned out, and thousands of five-eyed machines in the first row roared together, erupting with a sound like exploding beans, and merged into one, which was earth-shattering.

Twenty to thirty thousand hot projectiles flew out, as if a huge wall of lead bullets had been built in front of the charging bandits.

The great tide of charging enemies seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall, and then a wail and scream broke out, and the bandits at the front fell down one after another like felled wheat.

The company commander calmly shouted, "Stay in formation and reload."

The soldiers in the first row put down their muskets and no longer looked at the charging bandits on the opposite side. Instead, they took out the fixed gunpowder from the bag on their waist and loaded it calmly.

At this time, a soldier excitedly said to his comrades beside him: "I defeated two of them."

The comrade next to him replied frustratedly: "It's a pity that I fired the gun empty, and my bullets flew to nowhere."

The squad leader next to me immediately scolded: "No talking, reload quickly."

The two soldiers immediately shut their mouths, finished loading in a blink of an eye, and waited for the next shot.

At the same time, the 2nd platoon behind them stepped between them, and the company commander of that platoon shouted loudly: "Let-"

Another row of steel walls composed of bullets once again defeated the charging bandits.

Then row 3, then row 1.

Row after row of bullets were fired, knocking down the tide of bandits one by one.
  The charging bandits fell down layer by layer, as if their charge had not progressed and they had just stopped there.

The Ming Dynasty's army used this alternating shooting method to get closer to the enemy step by step.

After the last burst of gunfire, the two sides were almost face to face. Then a military order came from the Ming army's position: "Close combat, kill -"

All the Ming soldiers raised their long five-eyed machine, used it as a hammer, and pounced on the enemy.

Liu Hongliang was riding on a war horse, watching the enemy's muskets being fired continuously. His subordinate soldiers were like moths rushing to the flame. They pounced on them and were knocked down, and then pounced on them and were knocked down again.

At this time, he deeply regretted, why didn't he bring the elm spray, but in order to reduce the burden and speed up the march, he abandoned this big killer?
  But it was useless to regret at this time, the enemy had already rushed forward, he had suffered heavy casualties, and a hand-to-hand fight had begun.

In fact, it was not that Liu Hongliang didn't want to turn around and retreat at this time, but that he could no longer do so.

Because once he sets up this offensive formation, he can't stop it. Even though the brother in front knew he was going to die and wanted to turn over and escape, the wall of people behind him had blocked his escape route. He had no choice but to die helplessly.

Looking at the Ming army, which outnumbered him, and howling with blood-red eyes, waving five-eyed machine guns, and smashing the heads of his brothers one after another, he felt that the enemy on the opposite side was not engaged in a normal battle. ? It's like if your brother killed his parents if he didn't pay back how much money he owed the other party, he was willing to sacrifice his own life to kill himself.

At this time, Liu Hongliang remembered that he followed his brother and listened to the story told by Li Yan. Li Yan said: "If a soldier in the army can kill the enemy as if he were taking revenge like the soldiers of the Han Dynasty, he will be unbeatable." "

Isn't this what it is like?

Since no one can defeat him and experience tells him that he can never win, he should run. So he immediately ordered the soldiers at the rear: "Retreat layer by layer, retreat." When the soldiers at the rear heard this order, they immediately ran back layer by layer like peeling an onion.

He is truly experienced in mobile operations. Such a decision would avoid trampling on each other during a retreat, and would open a way for the brothers in front to escape.

Liu Fangliang deserves to be regarded as a general who has experienced countless defeats in mobile operations. Even his escape is so experienced and orderly.

Under his command, the soldiers at the back fled the battlefield desperately, while the unlucky ones in the front bought time for their escape.

The last ray of setting sun in the sky disappeared, and the brutal fighting for four hours ended with the fifth army's complete victory.

After the last bandit who tried to escape had his head smashed, the bandits who escaped earlier had already escaped from the battlefield.

The battlefield was quiet, no one cheered.

Some people actually stood in the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, muttering to themselves with empty eyes: "I killed someone, I really killed someone."

As a result, the veteran platoon leader next to him patted him on the shoulder: "You killed someone, but I congratulate you. You earned two silver dollars. I can vouch for you. If you had killed three more at that time, you would be a little kid now." Flag squad leader."

And a man sat on a pile of corpses and spit in his mouth: "Before the war started, I was so nervous. I thought killing was so terrifying. But it turned out that killing was very simple and easy. Well, just swing the five-eyed machine and hit the enemy on the head, and that's it."

The veteran squad leader next to him also patted him on the shoulder: "You are right, hit the enemy's head with the hammer, and you have completed the process of killing the enemy. This time you killed three in total, you I got three silver coins. But let me remind you, according to your way of fighting, it is estimated that in the next battle, you will not get the silver coins for killing the enemy. You will get a generous sum of money, which will be cheaper for your family. Lady."

The man giggled and covered the injury on his waist: "With an injury like mine, can I get disability subsidies?"

The squad leader checked him carefully, then smiled and spat at him: "It's a beautiful thought, such an injury can only be regarded as a skin injury. Only by breaking the muscles and bones can you get the disability allowance, don't do it It’s a sweet dream. Quickly bandage it, wait until the battlefield is cleaned up, go find the doctor who is accompanying the army, get some medicine for knife wounds, and prepare for the next battle. Remember, the next time you face the enemy, you must watch the brothers around you. You protect him, and he is also protecting your weak spots. Work harder and kill two more, and you will be the squad leader of Xiaoqi."

Lu Mou was quite satisfied with this battle.

In this battle, ten thousand enemies were wiped out, and he only paid the price of three thousand casualties. Among this huge number of enemy kills, the early musketry achieved huge results.

The hand-to-hand combat in the later period was the main cause of his casualties.

According to the casualties of the rogue soldiers who fell on the battlefield, in hand-to-hand combat, the number of casualties between the enemy and ours was almost equal, and our own side even suffered more casualties than the other side.

This is enough to show how tough the opponent is.

As for the seizures in this war, it was left to the secretary to count them. Lu Mou was no longer as eager for the captured gold and silver as before, because he was really short of money at that time.

During that period, Lu Mou walked with his head down, really hoping to pick up even half a copper plate on the way.

But now he's not like that. That would easily make him, a dignified prince, look like a poor man.

This is not good, this habit must be changed, because, because we have money.

(End of this chapter)