warring states careerist

Chapter 787 Dangshan Siege Battle ([-])

The teacher looked at these scholars who lined up and sang the songs of Shang and the martyrs of the old rules, but there was no pity or emotion for the tragedy in his eyes.

"The giant said that the times have changed, and the only role of the nobles is to leave the tragic destruction as a scene of tragedy, to draw a few tears from the ignorant, and the rest are silverfish."

"Although the world is large, the food and rice are watered by sweat; although the world is rich, it does not raise silverfish."

"Since people have to share their duties equally and each has their own joys, the giant also said that the only role of nobles today is to wear the most gorgeous clothes and destroy them in the most noble way. This is also somewhat useful."

"I think... just give them a ride."

The teacher's Mohist representative also nodded and smiled: "Then give it a ride."

The two looked at each other tacitly, and then ordered: "All companies prepare, check the gunpowder. Open fire after the enemy approaches."

After the orderer repeated the order, he puffed up his chest and blew the horn. The orderer risked being hit by stray bullets and climbed to a high place, waving the flag in his hand.

The company commanders of the infantry companies that had been deployed at the front looked at the flags in the distance, and also issued orders for their respective companies.

"Everyone! Three rows, check the gunpowder and lead bullets!"

The soldiers who had watched the engineers digging the soil for four or five days at the front finally came to their senses and quickly lined up behind the parapet of the camp.

With the replacement of the flint guns in the first division, the formation of the entire infantry has also undergone great changes.

It turns out that because the matchlock guns are open flames, the soldiers cannot be arranged too closely, otherwise it is easy to ignite the gunpowder on each other's bodies.

This prevents the full power of the muskets from being fully utilized. The same 100-step wide front can only stand 300 people originally, even if the back is staggered and the front squats down, it can accommodate a salvo of up to [-] people.

But now, after replacing the flints and leaf springs, 100 or more people can stand on the wide front of more than 300 steps. With the way of squatting in the front row and raglan shoulders in the back row, there can be nearly 900 people in a row at a distance of [-] steps. shoot.

When the time is equal, the power is very different.

In addition to being equipped with flint guns, the lead bullets and gunpowder of these soldiers are also different from before. Now they are all gunpowder and lead bullets wrapped in paper, which are rationed.

When reloading, hold the lead bullet in your mouth, stuff the gunpowder in the paper bag into the iron pipe, and then spit out the lead bullet. You no longer need to weigh the amount of gunpowder by yourself as before, so that you are in a hurry.

The entire infantry is already a pure team, no longer a mixed team of spears, bows, crossbows and muskets. If hand-to-hand combat is required, a short iron sword is inserted into the barrel and used as a short spear.

The six companies deployed in front formed a zigzag shape, and the front of the salvo could just cover the front of the entire trench.

The two grenadier companies that first boarded the battalion were also ready in the trench. They held short swords. Because they had not yet attacked the city, they were not issued with throwing iron mines, in case the enemy broke into the trench and fought with them.

At that time, some of the Beichengmen were transferred to Xiliu Boat Division to teach hand-to-hand combat skills in side-to-side battles, and the other part continued to become grenadiers who first boarded the camp. It was discussed that the root cause was that the Mohists were the most cooperative fighters 20 years ago. There is no doubt about the combat effectiveness of a group of people.

The sound of drums and singing in the distance had little effect on these soldiers, and they didn't even feel the so-called tragedy at all.

In their view, this is called aiding the evildoers. The rules of the world are already wrong, but it is really incomprehensible to cling to the old rules and die for them.

There are even some people who came from escaped serfs, and they harbor a kind of resentment in their hearts, which is what the emperor Yueling called "inciting resentment".

It's a pity that it was not the Mohists who incited resentment, but the original lords of their land.

Shi has always said that changing the world cannot be instigated by a small group of people. The most professional revolutionaries are always the nobles of the old era, and they are the most revolutionary people: if it weren’t for them, why would the world Chaos?

This seemingly divided resentment has already grown in Zhu Xia.

But from Shi's point of view, this is not a problem at all.

In the original history, hundreds of years later, Wang Xietang's Qianyan flew into the homes of ordinary people. Where is there any real noble family?These things that should have been swept into the trash, if papermaking and printing were not invented a little later, they should have gone into the trash when the first emperor ruled the world.

The resentment is so much a matter of two parties, I feel that the solution is very simple, wouldn't it be enough to completely eliminate one party?
Just like the contradiction between non-gong and universal love, some Lu people say that I love Zou people more than Yue people, and the rest of Lu people love Zou people... Mohism in Mozi's era was reasonable, but in this era, it will become For the sake of the world, if there are only people in the world without Lu people, Yue people and Zou people, then wouldn't there be an obstacle of universal love missing?

Whether it's the people in the city who are brave enough to come out of the city to attack and harass, or those who stand by the trenches and wait to shoot, they all think that they are on the side of righteousness.

The Mohists want synonymous, and the Mohists say that righteousness is benefit, and the interests of the nobles and common farmers, businessmen, and businessmen are contradictory, so the basis of synonym is the same benefit, and the two contradict each other, and only one of them can be chosen, otherwise they cannot be synonymous.

People who go out of the city, perhaps for those self-moving "righteousness".

The people outside the city, is it not for the interests of the majority of people in the world that they believe in, that is, the righteousness of the majority of people in the world?

When the two meanings are contradictory, only one can exist. In today's world, no one can be alone and can only choose one side.

Those deep trenches seem to block the two sides, and it is difficult to cross, just like the hatred in each other's hearts.

But time will submerge everything. Even if these trenches are not filled, they will be as smooth as ever in a hundred years.

Everything doesn't matter.

On the outside of the trench, Sishang soldiers, who had finished checking the gunpowder and lead ammunition, had completed their formation, squinted their eyes, held up their muskets, listened to the song of Shang Song humming on the opposite side, and quietly waited for the order to shoot.

On the inside of the trench, I was moved in my heart, thinking that I died generously for righteousness, no matter what, I gave my life for defending the city, as for whether I can defend myself, there is no answer, only those who escape with death, loudly towards the song of Shang Song, Stepping forward, they got closer and closer to the trench where the engineers had retreated and temporarily stopped digging.

Hundred steps.

Fifty steps.

Thirty steps.

These full-time samurai with leather hats and red headbands had received off-the-job training and understood that it was meaningless to charge ahead of time, it could only consume energy and disrupt the formation, so they had to wait until a distance of thirty paces before charging.

The brave warriors following behind them may not understand this truth, but thankfully the cannons and muskets on Yu Sishang's side did not fire, otherwise they must have dispersed in a crowd, or they could not bear it and moved ahead of schedule. charge.

When artillery and muskets came out, someone asked Wu Qi if the formation has become meaningless since then, and Wu Qi replied that the more so the more important the formation is.

But the era of individual bravery is over when both sides rely on formation and discipline.

Sishang soldiers waiting behind the trench with guns were instilled in the role of discipline and formation from the beginning of their service. They served for three years and spent more than one and a half years in formation training.

The most training is that it is not allowed to shoot indiscriminately, especially when the enemy is far away.

Because the herd effect in the army is terrible, sometimes when camping at night, if someone makes loud noises, it may cause the camp to scream and trample on each other, causing chaos in the army.

If someone disobeys the order and shoots ahead of time, the entire company, the entire brigade, and even the entire division will fall into a tense atmosphere, resulting in loud gunshots.

However, at a distance of a hundred steps, the actual reloading time is at most three or five times, and the effect of firing in advance is very little, and it may make the enemy approach. These principles are understood by the soldiers.

So under this kind of silence on one side, the singing on the other side became clearer, and the appearance of the samurai wearing the red hood on the other side also became clearer.

Thirty steps away, he could already see the opposite face clearly, and his body was as big as the moon in Wangshan.

The lifted leaf spring waited silently for the trigger, and many recruits who entered the battlefield for the first time seemed to be able to hear their own heartbeats, their mouths were so dry that they couldn't even secrete saliva.

The opposite person didn't know who it was, and suddenly shouted.

"Sacrificing one's life for righteousness today's matter! Destroy Jiemo!"

This cry finally broke the protracted singing and the silence of the battlefield. More than 300 scholars and apprentices who finally advanced to the front of the position shouted loudly this sentence that they may not really believe, or they do not believe but they need to fight for themselves. If you find the most perfect reason to die for everything you love, the charge begins.

Thirty steps away, the company commander of the volunteer army also issued orders loudly.

"Roboshot!"

bang bang bang...

Gunpowder smoke rose, and the volunteer infantry of the six companies fired at almost the same time. The dense lead bullets formed a net, leaped to the front of those who charged, and pierced their flesh and blood.

The few people who rushed forward were concentrated by more than a dozen lead bullets, and fell to the ground in an instant.

Almost at the same time, the soldiers in the second row under the burst of fire also pulled the trigger. At this time, the gunpowder smoke had risen, and the situation on the other side could no longer be seen clearly.

This is a good thing for some new recruits. They can't see the enemy, so they can calmly load according to the usual training in the bitter smoke.

Three rounds of volleys were fired, and when the first battalion grenadiers deployed on the two flanks of the musketeers rushed out with daggers, there were no longer any charging people on the opposite side.

Those who survived or were not injured stopped singing and ran towards the city wall.

Most of the most yelling, bravest, and wearing leather hoods and red hoods have been killed, and they fell densely on the flat ground in front of the trench.

The blood that flowed out was like a winding snake, slowly converging into a big snake, soaking the weeds on the ground, and flowing into the trench.

Tick ​​tock, as if it would never dry up.

A scholar who believed that he was sacrificing his life for righteousness witnessed the tragic scene of his friend's skull being blown away by lead bullets, and sweet blood splashed into his mouth.

Fortunately, the buckshot didn't seem to like him, even at a distance of thirty steps, the buckshot didn't leave any marks on his body.

It was just a slight chill on the top of his head, but it turned out that the lead bullets knocked his leather hat away, and his bun was also scattered.

Amidst the gunpowder smoke, Xiandeng camp on the opposite side had rushed out, the scholar wiped the blood and brains splashed on his face, and murmured: "Scholar must dress properly."

He wanted to squat down to pick up his fur hat and tie his hair, but he didn't expect the soldiers who had first boarded the camp on the other side of the trench to rush over.

He was still squatting on the ground with his back to those people.

The other side didn't give him a chance to straighten his clothes. After he surrendered and refused to kill, he was dragged into the ditch, stepped heavily on his chest with one foot, and pointed the sharp iron sword directly at his throat.

The scholar opened his eyes and looked at the man who was pressing his sword against his throat.

The same skin color, the same black eyes, slightly different leather hats, the same bun, the same youth, and the same awe-inspiring attitude of fighting for justice.

The only difference was that the man with the sword was wearing a modified commoner short brown, while he was wearing the military uniform of an aristocrat.

"I will not surrender. You untouchables and thieves who are causing trouble in the world!"

"It's up to you. You noble silverfish who get something for nothing!"

After a short conversation, the foot on his chest stepped heavily on his neck, and the rope was wrapped around his wrist.

(End of this chapter)