Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1248 Massacre

   A battle will begin soon.

  The drunken white bear has been ignored.

  The mighty Ross people set off immediately.

   They feared the Mongols hundreds of years ago.

   But now, they are regarded as a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

   Immediately afterwards, the probing horses of the Ross people began to appear.

   This made Wang Shouren a little unbelievable.

  Because the other party's reaction was too fast.

  Even if one underestimates the enemy or is an arrogant soldier, shouldn’t one first send troops to spy on one’s true reality, and then slowly start to interact with one another, observe one’s opponent, and finally decide whether to go into battle?

   But the quick response of the Ross people has completely exceeded Wang Shouren's expectations.

   "The Russians are warlike. No wonder the Mongol tribes are not their opponents."

  Wang Shouren made a comment.

   Then, the cavalry began to mount their horses one after another.

  Russians began to line up.

  Their horses continued to wander around the coalition forces, making provocations. At the same time, the infantry quickly began to deploy.

  Wang Shouren held up the binoculars, looked at the uniform army horses on the white snow field, couldn't help turning his head, and said to Xiao Jing: "The training is so good, it really shouldn't be underestimated."

   He frowned.

The new weapon has not yet been fully verified. Although the opponent's reality is known from the defeated soldiers of the Siberia, Astrakhan, and Astra tribes, but... after all, it is just word of mouth , may not be true.

   That is to say, this is a battle in which neither side is confident, but what is at stake is tens of millions of taels of internal money.

Xiao Jing got on his horse, at this moment, he decided to behave like an eunuch, Xiao Jing roared: "Give us all the best, our emperor, but wait for the good news, if you are greedy for life and afraid of death, when the time comes, I can't spare you."

  Wang Shouren got on his horse, his eyes fixed on the opponent's phalanx.

  The men and horses of the grassland tribes looked at the Ross people with some fear.

   Obviously, someone was scared of being beaten.

  But...the incentives are still there. On the one hand, the students of the Military Academy are all eager to try. They are mixed in the team and play the role of the backbone.

On the other hand, according to the rules of Xingfu Group, if you want to live a good life, you should kill her mother and run away. And tea.

   "Everyone...check your bomb bays."

  Among the team, the students dutifully let out a roar.

Everyone has two short revolving guns. During this journey, under the guidance of the students, there has been some practice, and the cost of learning this thing is extremely low. Everyone took out the revolving guns and started examine.

  On the opposite side, the Ross cavalry were still provoking, while their infantry had begun to step forward.

  The Russians have begun to equip muskets on a large scale.

  These advanced matchlock guns customized from the West have powerful firepower.

  They can achieve an effective range of fifty paces, and... powerful enough to pierce armor.

   And if they shoot in formation, the power is even more astonishing.

  Andre was in the back team. He led the team with excitement in his eyes. It was this group of damned Mongols who killed them all a month ago. Unexpectedly, they dared to show up.

  Even if he was excited, Andre was not reckless. The neat infantry walked forward and still maintained their formation.

  The first three rows are arquebus soldiers.

   At this time, under the snowstorm, the power of the matchlock guns was a bit weaker, but compared with the bows and arrows of the Mongols, they were still full of confidence and had a huge advantage.

  The back row is the pikemen, and the pikemen protect the flanks and rear...

   Now... let's get started.

  Andre thought this way, because he saw that on the opposite side... countless horse teams had already started to move.

  The stupid Mongols actually began to charge their horses head-on.

  Anyone who came to attack the front of the phalanx equipped with powerful firepower was undoubtedly courting death.

  Andre happily said to the officers around him: "These Mongols will never learn to be opportunistic."

"Ha ha…"

  Many people who laugh are thrown off their feet.

  Boom...boom...

   Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Shouren took the lead, and Nairentai and Zhang Yongren didn't hesitate any longer. When they started to move, the entire coalition cavalry team formed a long snake, rushing towards the phalanx all over the mountains and plains.

  Andre's face froze for a moment.

   What kind of tactics is this.

  It seems that the Mongolians still know how to be flexible.

  The impact of cavalry relies most on the unrivaled impact force.

   Therefore, when attacking, they often adopt the formation of arrows, and the dense cavalry gathers together, directly tearing a hole in the opponent's formation.

  But... now, the opponents are lining up and attacking.

They didn't think about it at all. This kind of tactics would lead to their lack of impact. This kind of scattered tactics may make the firepower of the arquebus soldiers insufficient, but... the opponent's impact has also weakened. Not enough, break through the phalanx.

  Andre raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he had already seen the dawn of victory.

"Prepare!"

  In the team, someone shouted.

  The arquebus soldiers began to load ammunition. In this snowy weather, they quickly loaded the gunpowder wrapped in moisture-proof kraft paper into the muzzle of the musket.

   Then, they skillfully took out the iron bar.

   Afterwards, they, experienced, compacted the gunpowder in the musket barrel with sticky strips.

   Immediately afterwards, they began to load the projectile.

   After that, they started plugging in the moisture-proof fuse.

  Then, they took out the pre-fire.

  They are well-trained, like an efficient war machine.

  The best matchlock gun, now...finally...its matchlock has been ignited.

  The matchlock is very long, so that there is enough time for design preparation.

   On the matchlock, sparks splashed.

  In the first column, three or four hundred excellent matchlock gunmen have already raised their matchlock guns in unison.

  The black muzzles of the guns were aimed at the cavalry all over the mountains and plains.

   At this time, the second column has already begun preparations.

   After that, is the third column.

  Boom...boom...

  Wang Shouren took the lead.

  The students of the military academy also rushed to the forefront one by one.

  The rapid horseshoes also made their hearts beat faster.

  The cavalry of the coalition army also began to forget their fear during the gallop. At this time, their blood was still boiling.

  Finally...in range...

  Fifty steps!

Andre already knew that he had won. When he lived in the capital, there would be countless noble girls screaming at him. A little blood, clean up the dust for yourself.

   "Soldiers, shoot!"

   slap slap slap...

   There was a lot of gunfire.

  A row of matchlock guns fired.

  In the queue of the entire phalanx, gunpowder billowed.

   "Ready to go."

  They could see that many cavalrymen began to fall, and there were dozens or even hundreds of them.

   This salvo was very successful.

   It is simply a model of tactics, enough to leave a strong mark in the textbook.

  A projectile whizzed by Wang Shouren's ear.

  Wang Shouren still rode his horse.

  He ignored it.

  No matter who fell beside him, he didn't feel anything.

  He knows that he is the backbone of everyone, as long as the backbone is still there, then... the cavalry will continue to charge.

  Fifty steps...enough!

  Although there are snow flakes floating in the sky.

  The array in front is not clear.

  But... Ross people have appeared in front of him in dense numbers.

  Wang Shouren took out a revolver without hesitation.

   And then...

   No need to load gunpowder.

   No need to use iron bars.

   No need to load projectiles.

   No need to plug in a matchlock either.

Snapped…

  First shot, shoot!

  In front, someone fell down and howled.

   Immediately afterwards, Wang Shouren continued to pull the trigger.

Snapped…

  The firing pin on the rear seat pierced fiercely into the barrel, and the wheel rotated accordingly, aiming a new bullet at the firing pin. When the firing pin was installed, gunpowder and thunderbolt exploded, followed by a burst of gunshots.

   Another shot.

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  At this moment, gunfire rang out from all directions.

  Many cavalrymen were a little nervous. After all, it was their first time to use such a thing on the battlefield.

  Some people fired six times in a row without hesitation.

  The approaching cavalry fired loudly.

  The continuous sound of frying beans seems to have no end.

   Countless bullets left trails in the wind and snow, and then, bullets coming from all directions shot down the Ross people one by one.

  This kind of intensive shooting is extremely terrifying.

  Especially when the Ross people are still forming a phalanx side by side.

  Even a blind man has the possibility of hitting.

  Uh... ah...

   Countless screams came.

   One by one, the companions around him fell miserably in the snow.

  The hot blood will melt the snow.

  But...the gunfire hasn't stopped.

  The cavalry who arrived later still drew their muskets. They rode horses, wandered outside the phalanx, and continued to shoot in the direction of the phalanx.

  The cavalrymen who had finished shooting the first gun, still did not rush into the square formation, and also wandered away, taking out the second gun that had already been loaded with bullets.

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  In the snowy forest, gunshots continued, and countless bullets flew randomly.

  The entire phalanx was immediately riddled with holes.

  These excellent Russian soldiers looked at everything in front of them in panic. The first column was almost shot dead, and the second column was exposed to the guns.

   Before they had time to raise their matchlock guns to fight back, the countless bullets directly shot most of them down, and the ground was full of people rolling in the snow.

  In an instant, this neat and orderly square formation, in an instant, became a **** on earth.

  ...

   Chapter 4 is delivered.

  (end of this chapter)