Win the Ding 1617

() A young general is using his cruelty and loyalty to practice his own road to rise. Once he succeeds, he will leave his bones to the historical review!

"It's our turn!"

Seeing the other party's situation through the telescope, Ye Qi was very satisfied.

He smiled at Fang Ningxuan who ran back out of breath, "Order the front battalion, line up and attack!"

"Order the artillery team! Continue to suppress the enemy with artillery!"

For the convenience of commanding, at last night's meeting, Ye Qi agreed with the battalion officers to temporarily cancel their respective Qilin battalion, Jinwei battalion and other battalion numbers, and change them to the front, back, left, and right middle battalions.The original guard battalion, Ye Qi used his authority as commander to place it in the position of the front battalion, serving as the blade for the whole army.

There was a flutter of red flags and a few blasts of bronze horns, and the bugle officer of the front battalion quickly responded with the swing of the flag and the sound of the brass horns.

The artillery team responded to Ye Qi's order with the continuous roar of the cannon.

Soon, after two rounds of shooting from the cannon, a tit-for-tat formation was formed in the front battalion.

At first glance, the formation of the front battalion is the same as that of the opponent's phalanx, which is a neat phalanx.However, the difference is that what the South China Army laid down was a hollow phalanx.

The large front is divided into four columns with 300 people in one column.Nearly two-thirds of the musketeers in the five outposts of the front battalion were concentrated.The two wings are guarded by sword and shield soldiers and spearmen, undertaking the tasks of protecting the flanks and melee assault.In the rear, the rest of the musketeers in the battalion were arranged in the same formation, but there were only about two hundred of them.

After firing continuously for five rounds, the artillery fire stopped temporarily, allowing the slightly heated gun barrel to cool down.Taking advantage of this gap, the soldiers of the front battalion, led by the officers, adjusted their pace according to the sound of the whistle, and slowly pushed towards the position of the Ruan family army.

The Ruan family army can hardly be called an army at this moment.

The ten strikers were basically defeated after being ravaged by war elephants and artillery in turn.

Proud of, and relying on them for years against the Champas and the natives in the south, against the Zhengs in the north, the two magic weapons of the Mos, artillery and war elephants.Now it has become a sharp weapon to destroy one's own army.

The cannons were not as far and as hard as the others'. The war elephants, as soon as they attacked, were shot by the opponent's unidentified firearms, and they scattered and fled, trampling on the formation of their own army.

"Kill! Give me this group of ghosts who are afraid of death!" Ruan Fuming jumped off his flustered war elephant and replaced it with a Yunnan horse.Waving the sword in his hand, shouting loudly, ordering his own soldiers to strike and crush the soldiers.

After beheading dozens of bloody heads in a row, the rout soldiers finally calmed down, waiting for their respective team leaders and Guan Qi to regroup, complete the team, pick up the swords and guns discarded on the ground, and prepare to continue fighting against the enemy in the north. fight.

At this moment, there were screams of horror!

"The Northern Army team is coming up!"

This battle was won simply and beautifully.

"Stop!" commanded the officers with brass whistles.

At a distance of about 150 steps from the Nguyen Army, the troops of the front battalion stopped.

"Check the firecrackers! Prepare to shoot!"

All the musketeers took off their muskets from their shoulders, pulled off their caps, and checked their ammunition loading again. "Ready to shoot!" After a sound of metal collisions, the soldiers raised their muskets and aimed forward. Rows of black muzzles aimed at the panicked Ruan soldiers.

As the officer taking over from Ye Qi's command, Fang Ningxuan blew hard on the copper whistle in his mouth. With a sharp and piercing whistle, the order of massacre was conveyed to every soldier's eardrums.

The sound of violent shooting immediately sounded, and a stream of white eyes rose above the queue, densely.Formed a gray-white gunpowder smoke.At a distance of more than 100 steps before the gunpowder smoke, the soldiers of the Ruan Army who had been pierced by the bullets fell on the ground, twitching their bodies and struggling painfully.Try to escape this painful state.

The rain of bullets from the Nanzhong Army was like a stick to drive away chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, making the Ruan Army's army that had just stopped collapsing worse.Disrupted the formation that was a bit out of shape again, and it was even more chaotic than last time.

Countless soldiers screamed, rushed, and fled in all directions. Perhaps they didn't know where to flee, but they just felt that at this moment, their position was the most dangerous.Maybe the next moment, the person hit by the bullet is himself.

Unlike other phalanxes, the phalanx of the South China Army does not retreat slowly like others, but after the first row shoots, it stays still, and the second row moves forward three steps, standing at the front and she Hit, and so on, again and again.When the fourth column stepped forward to shoot, the troops had already advanced more than ten steps.

Xu Jin shot!

Li Shouhan paid close attention to the musket platoon shooting training. In his opinion, this was the basis for him to compete with many powerful armies in the future.The number of people is definitely not as large as that of Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong's peasant army, and their elite and toughness will not surpass those of the Eight Banners of Manchuria. Then, let my terror for 1 minute offset your many advantages!

Two shots per minute, this is Li Shouhan's request to all musketeers, "If you don't want to be stabbed to death by the enemy, and I don't want your household registration taken away by me, you can achieve this shooting score for me!" And this is just Pass grade.In Li Shouhan's impression, the Prussian army equipped with flintlock guns fired with paper shell cartridges could shoot four times per minute.If a soldier can reach this level, then he can enjoy the salary of a chief.

At least two bullets from each gun fired out of the barrel every minute, and the slowly advancing formation was like the sharp claws of a beast, constantly tearing the flesh and blood of the Ruan family army.

In just a few minutes, hundreds of people fell under the dense bullet rain.

"Defeated! Defeated! Defeated!"

Ruan Jun's formation completely collapsed.Countless people were crying and howling, bumping around like headless chickens.Someone had a knife in his hand, someone dragged a long gun backwards, someone held the barrel of a musket in his hand, and still others didn't know what they were holding.From time to time, there were sounds of dying wailing from being hit by bullets or being trampled under by one of your own people.

"Is that the end?"

At the rear of the position, Ruan Phuc stared blankly at the chaotic soldiers in front of him like bees whose hive had been set ablaze. In the past, ten strange troops that could completely torture the south, and dozens of soldiers who could destroy a fortified village Xiang, in front of the Nanzhong Army, was defeated almost without going down a round.

An hour ago, he was still full of confidence and ambition, and he even thought about whether to send his troops to the north immediately after the war to fight the Zheng family, or to get rid of his father and brothers who were in the way.

But this time, it's all over!

He couldn't help but touch the hilt of the sword at his waist. Instead of returning to Hue and being tossed by his brothers, he would rather die than die here. He would die cleanly here!

With a cold light, he put the sword on his neck, looked around, and prepared to take a last look at the world.But as far as he could see, the artillery and soldiers of the South Central Army were killing his troops that had lost their organizational structure and combat effectiveness.

"Forget it! Revenge in the next life!" He pulled the sword vigorously, preparing to use the sword that was re-smelted with the Juehu Dao to kill himself.

"Your Highness! No!" Next to him, his confidant Guan Qi hugged him.

"We still have five strange soldiers and horses, and there are five strange soldiers and horses in the city. There are also hundreds of cannons! Your Highness, we only lost one battle! There is still a lot to do!"

Wiping away his tears, Ruan Fuming regained his composure, "Asun, tell me, what should I do?"

"Your Highness, please order that the artillery in our city fire to stop the enemy. Then, the Chinese army's five oddities will suppress the ground and order the stragglers to retreat into the city first, in order to regroup. Then, we will rely on deep ditches and high fortifications to kill the enemy with artillery. .Hold Rili!"

"Commander! Is it time for us to attack?"

Similarly, under Ye Qi's banner formation, several battalion officers also eagerly called for a fight.

Nanzhong's system in which economic and social status is determined by military merit makes people feel happy when they hear the war.What's more, this was Li Shouhan's first battle since he took office as president.

"Alright. The left and right battalions, attack in batches, with a limit of two sentries each time, to prevent the enemy from backlashing."

Just as Ye Qi was giving the order to attack with the battalion officers Mai Daming, Huang Shi'an, unexpectedly, thunderous shouts erupted from the rear of the left and right wings.

Immediately afterwards, two groups of people rushed straight out like a surging embankment flood.

"Who! Who told them to come out?!" Ye Qi and the others could not help feeling angry when they saw the banners of the two teams.

Those were the seven or eight battalions of the Iron Shoulder Squad responsible for security duty and auxiliary tasks in the rear of each battalion.

Accompanied by the sound of "Revenge!" like a thunderstorm, thousands of bloody men rushed out in a column with the battalion as a unit, holding high the razor-sharp knives and funeral guns.

"Commander! This! This is disrespecting military orders!" Mai Daming was a little dumbfounded. Since Li Shouhan founded the army, there has never been any incident of disrespecting military orders or acting without authorization.If this is pursued, I don't know how many heads will fall to the ground.

"Send someone to chase them back?!" Huang Shi'an asked tentatively.

"No! In that case, it will inevitably cause chaos. Once the enemy takes advantage of the situation to counterattack, we will suffer heavy casualties." Ye Qi pondered for a while, "Forget it! Both of you, I'm sorry to bother you. We will draw a musketeer from each of your battalions. Go to the Iron Shoulders on the two wings and hold the ground for them. Even if we want to enforce military discipline, we must finish the battle. We can't watch our brothers suffer! Order them to slowly oppress the Ruan family and let the Ruan family's defeated army Concentrate on Zhong Yang."

After speaking, Ye Qi turned over and mounted the Dian horse, shouting a slogan that later became a symbol. "Guards Battalion! Forward!"

Under the encouragement of a whistle of musketeers, thousands of men from the Iron Shoulders formed a human wall that stretched for several miles and was four layers deep.

On the first floor, the spearman holding the door gun is ready to use the gun.

The second layer is the sword and shield soldiers holding the four-foot sword. After the spearman stabs the fatal shot, they will move forward quickly and cut off the head or limbs of the enemy facing them.

The third floor is the pikemen again.

The fourth floor is still the sword and shield soldiers.

Although the Iron Shoulders did not have an order and acted without authorization under the psychological influence of revenge, several months of intensive training made them not a mob.From south to north, people use the battalion flags to distinguish the areas between the battalions in turn. Similarly, the posts, teams, and armors are also distinguished by flags.

The musketeers in the middle of the team, after the chief of the post communicated with the battalion officers of each battalion through the sound of the horn, obtained the right of unified command.

"Shoot two rows of guns together, and attack with long spears!" Every spearman repeated the order of the officials at all levels in his heart, and someone quietly rubbed the white cloth on the gun barrel with his hand, letting the white cloth absorb the sweat from his palms Keep your hands dry.

"Boom! Boom!" The iron shoulders from the east and west, after the two rows of muskets fired, the spearmen trot forward a few steps, shouting like a thunderstorm in their mouths, "Kill!"

A group of guns gathered.

The knife mountain slammed.

The iron shoulders from the east and west, like two gates, firmly blocked the path of Ruan Jun's retreat to the two wings. Layer by layer of swords and guns attacked, slowly but effectively harvesting Ruan Jun's life, compressing The Ruan army's space was restricted, forcing the Ruan army to gather towards the Chinese army.

However, the more and more Chinese troops gathered were exposed to the guns of Ye Qi, Mai Daming, Huang Shi'an and others.

Thousands of musketeers are waiting in line there.

A massacre without suspense.

If a god or bodhisattva passes by at this moment and presses the cloud head in midair, he will find that the army in the north is like a preying beast, swallowing the food in front of him wantonly.

Oh, I'm sorry, I compared the Ruan family to food.

However, there are similar descriptions in many people's narrations afterwards. "The Ruan family? Compared with us, before the beating, the cows were rumbling, and when they were beating, the meat was squatting. After beating, they became the beef on our plate. Cutting melons and vegetables are all flattering them!"

As a result, Annan's troops were nicknamed "Beef Army!"

The iron shoulders on the east and west wings are the two sharp claws of the beast, firmly holding down the prey, and the advancing troops in the middle, under the cover of artillery fire, are the bloody mouth of the beast, devouring the fat meat in front of them. Juicy food.

"Fang Ningxuan! Fang Ningxuan!"

While slowly commanding the troops to shoot forward in turn, Ye Qi shouted loudly to the commander Fang Ningxuan.

"Order the traffic team to send orders everywhere! The President has an order that those who abandon their weapons and kneel on the ground will not die!"

Fang Ningxuan agreed loudly, "Under the bid!"

"Wait a minute, the Iron Shoulders on the east and west wings, you go there yourself. I'm afraid that this group of guys will be overwhelmed by revenge and kill too much, which will ruin the general's plan!"