warring states careerist

Chapter 426
"They're here!"

In fact, there is no need to shout. When this sentence was uttered, all the people on the mountain saw Hu people riding horses all over the mountains and plains in the distance. ears.

The concubine Mi held a musket and held a grass stalk in her mouth. She chewed too much, and some light green bubbles flowed from the corner of her mouth.

He licked his tongue, spat out between his teeth, shook his head and said, "How can there be such a war?"

After cursing, he stood up and shouted at the 50 people under his command: "Wait until they get close before shooting!"

Among these people, there are both regular infantry knights and veterans who have traveled tens of thousands of miles with Solucan. The mistake of shooting when the enemy is not close has long been avoided.

The hillside is not steep, and you can approach within thirty or fifty paces with your horse, but there are logs and barracks further ahead, so you can't deploy too many troops at all.

The concubine Mi looked at the two small cannons weighing several tens of kilograms on the van beside her, and thought that these things were really useless except for defending the city, but it was just right for the barbarians to see them today.

The black muzzle is stuffed with gravel bags. Unlike the expensive copper cannons of the past, this small cannon that weighs several tens of kilograms and is placed on the car is already made of iron.Although Sigami is not yet capable of casting large cannons with iron, he has already begun to try this small cannon.

The barbarians in the distance didn't know the power of these firearms, nor did they know the way the Mohist army fought. They just rushed up the hillside with courage transformed from greed.

Wars on the prairie are usually raids and siege, or shooting away with bows and arrows from a distance and then rushing forward.

To deal with the infantry in the Central Plains, these barbarians were obviously not experienced enough, and they just fought by instinct.

The first wave of impact were all brave men of the tribe. They wanted to get close and then shot away the defense with short bows.

This kind of impact leaves no room for the most elite eagle shooters of the Hu people...Of course the eagle shooters can ride horses, but it is impossible to bend their bows and shoot eagles on the back of a galloping horse, let alone on the back of a galloping horse. Guaranteed the accuracy of a hundred steps, and being able to shoot a person within twenty steps on the horse is considered one of the best players in a hundred.

Without stirrups, it is difficult to draw a bow on a horse, and you cannot use your strength; without a recurve, the bow is not very powerful, because if it is too long, you can’t shoot on a horse, and your legs will get in the way; without heavy armor, you can’t approach with heavy infantry , The tactic of opening the gap with heavy arrows and bursting out of the heavy infantry - it seems simple, and those who can play this kind of tactic must be the top of the area, and the barbarians at this time are still far behind.

In the eyes of the prisoner Mi, the barbarians on horseback were getting bigger and closer, and he squinted one eye, and shouted at his companion standing behind the van and the earth barrier: "Get ready!"

The barbarians who rushed up had reached a distance of about forty steps, and there were logs and dirt pits in front of them, and the horses could no longer rush up.

The Hu people with the best equestrian skills at the front sensed that something was wrong, and tried to turn around by relying on their own riding skills, but the clansmen swarming behind blocked their way to turn.

"put!"

Almost at the same time, the five hundred muskets arranged in front of the formation fired at the same time.

White smoke billowed, and the person next to him raised the spear beside him, while the person beside him took a step back and quickly reloaded the gunpowder.

This time the salvo was so dense that the gunpowder smoke blocked the view of the front row.

The concubine Mi put down her musket, touched a spear beside her, and quickly formed a small formation with the four people beside her.

All five of them stretched their necks, trying to see what was going on outside, but they couldn't see clearly.

I could only hear the screams of the barbarians below, the wailing of the horses, and the howling of the trampling before dying...

When the smoke and dust finally cleared, Shu Pu Mi finally saw the scene dozens of steps away. This was not the first time he saw the scene of musket fire, but it was the first time he saw the scene after hundreds of people fired .

More than a hundred horses were shot and fell down, piled up on the hillside.

Some people were trampled on their stomachs by the startled horses, some screamed and crawled over the dead horses, and some pushed hard on the horses that were pinning down their legs.

The Hu people's first attack failed like this.

If they were facing each other on the plains, the opponents were also infantry. At this time, the spearmen had already attacked, but now they were just defending. These people on the mountain just took a step back mechanically, loading gunpowder like a mill blown by the wind without any change.

A few barbarians who didn't know the direction climbed in front of the car formation, and those brave warriors with iron swords or short spears jumped out and stabbed them to death, or chopped off their heads, using their familiar fighting methods.

Among these people, not all Mohists or travelers influenced by Mohism, but also dead warriors sent by various countries to follow, and some "disciples" who followed Solucan from Greece, Persia and other places.

The bloodiest battlefield is not necessarily the most intense.

Just like this volley, it was far from intense, even a bit boring, but it was the bloodiest.

Only a few feathered arrows from the Hu people landed in the formation, and no one was hurt at all.Infantry versus cavalry, even if they all use bows, infantry still dominates. This is the truth that cannot be changed, not to mention that the people on the mountain use muskets that can shoot flat.

The musket that the concubine Mi held in his hand was no longer the heavy musket that weighed fifteen or six catties and had one or two bullets that were the earliest in Pei County.

It was the kind of arquebus used in the Battle of Lishui with a smaller caliber and slightly higher accuracy.

Heavy muskets in the northern border are a bit wasteful. Hu people don't have heavy armor or chariots, so heavy muskets are really a waste.

However, a smaller caliber may not necessarily kill people.

Those barbarians lying on the ground couldn't care less about regretting their previous greed. All they could think about was hoping to escape from this terrifying land.

The people on the mountain did not pursue, but bombarded the group behind the Hu people with the two three-jin iron pellet guns.

More than a dozen severed heads were thrown down by the warriors on the mountain and presented as gifts to the fleeing barbarians.

With only one attack, the Hu people were already defeated, and they ran back several hundred steps before they could hold their ground. This was also the limit distance for the two small cannons to bombard.

The priests knelt on the ground, muttering prayers to the sky and the ancestors, not knowing why the flames, thunder and white clouds were controlled by human power.

Those Hu people who experienced the salvo had completely lost their courage. Some cried and cried, and when they looked up and saw the clouds in the sky, they would scream and hide behind others.

The part of the hillside where the horses were dead but the people were still alive, after waking up, fled backwards with their heads in their arms, but was knocked down by the second salvo on the hill. The power of resistance.

More than 400 people were killed or injured, and nearly 400 horses fell to the ground. Among the 100 people, only more than [-] were killed and injured by lead bullets, and the rest were trampled to death, trampled to death, or injured by falling from horses.

War requires the accumulation of experience.The Mohist army faced by these Hu people is an army that has accumulated many years of experience and theoretical experience.

The barbarians of the grassland that the Mohist army faced were not the Huns who could smelt iron, set up officials and centralize power, and unify the tribes.

It is not the Liao people who can rely on city defense and organize elite counterattacks to win the city.

It is not Mongolia that can assault with heavy cavalry and assault with heavy infantry.

Not to mention the Manchus who could line up on the grasslands with Junggar, who had Swedish engineers, to shoot and bombard each other with artillery.

A quarter of an hour ago, the tribal leaders who were full of confidence and thought that they could break through an attack were lost. Looking at the chaotic clansmen and the unmoving flag on the mountain, they were terrified and didn't know what to do.

They had never fought such a battle, nor had they seen such a scene.

The clansmen were terrified, and the priest panicked. That small hill turned out to be like a gale of ice and snow on the grassland. It was not a force that human power could shake.

When you are full of confidence, you can go forward bravely in battle, lest you fall behind. Whoever runs the fastest and rushes the fastest will grab the most spoils.

But after the confidence is destroyed by this round of volley, the tribes need to be on their own guard: whoever rushes to the front will have the most deaths in their tribe, and the greater the possibility of being annexed.

This battle... can't go on like this.

The tribal leaders understood.

It's like a hard stone, if you take another stone and smash it, even if you can't smash it for a while, you can always see cracks in the stone or falling debris. Stone arrowheads.

But if you hold a bird's egg in your hand and smash it against a rock, what's the point of smashing it down again?

However, just a quarter of an hour ago, the leaders of the various tribes and the tribesmen who participated in the attack thought that they were rocks, and those people on the mountain were bird eggs.

There is no other way but to retreat.

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On the mountain, the concubine Pu Mi looked at the Hu people who were gradually going away, and scolded: "So you escaped?"

Suo Lucan smiled and said: "What do you want? Let them besiege here, wait until General Qu leads the army to come, send cavalry to intercept the back road of the two mountains, and fight them in a decisive battle to wipe them out?"

"They just came to grab something. If they couldn't get it, they knocked their teeth. What else can they do if they don't run away?"

"It's not like you don't know the summary of the battle of Lushui back then. The most difficult thing in a confrontation between two armies is to feign defeat and retreat, because only in this way can the opponent be determined to attack fiercely and never retreat. Back then in Lushui, Meng Sheng's side The attack was too fierce, it was almost there, and the Yue people gave up the left wing and retreated directly."

"That is related to the ownership of Sishang, whether the Yue people can gain a foothold in Huaibei, and whether the Yue Kingdom can still dominate Sishang, especially so, not to mention that these Hu people just want to grab something."

The concubine Mi shook her head and laughed: "I really think so. If it can be done, there will be more than ten thousand young and strong people. First, they will be forced to cultivate the fields, educate them so that they will become naturalized, and then cultivate good fields to form a division..."

Solucan sighed and said, "A tactic that is well thought out but cannot be implemented is a failed tactic."

"My goal has been achieved. I am not as ambitious as you think. What I want is that from now on, the Mohists will be on the grasslands, and there will be less than ten thousand Hu people who dare not attack."

(End of this chapter)