Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

The silk and bamboo melody of "General Order" and the sound of golden drums were played vigorously in the smoke.

People were shocked by the wrath of the gods. On the eastern battlefield, many coalition party soldiers looked up at the sky, but saw the chaos of the mountains and plains in the north.

Xu Jun's infantrymen were also mobilizing in accordance with the military order. The nearby trumpets seemed to be urging. The rows of two-color pennants were waving, and the air was noisy and dirty.

Yao Erniu and other soldiers can also understand the banner, but they don't need to pay attention to the military order, as long as the top ten generals shout and follow the troops of the capital. The queue was slowly advancing in a horizontal line towards the front, and Yao Erniu carried the iron pipe firearm and followed the people on the left and right.

The heavy infantry with swords and shields and the armies of the gods retreated in columns. Many of those brothers were full of blood, and Yao Erniu's heart was even more nervous. He has now become the first platoon. He is a good soldier who has fought many battles, and he still can't feel relaxed in such a battlefield of corpse mountains and blood.

After a while, he had already ran into a crowd of enemy soldiers who had withdrawn the Xu army after chasing them, and the horses and soldiers spread across the hillside. In fact, the frequent roar of the artillery has made the east infantry's offensive seem very hesitant, and the speed of the uptake has obviously slowed down.

"Prepare!" Yao Erniu was shocked with a loud hiss. The brothers on the left and right knelt on one knee after hearing the order, Yao Erniu also hurriedly knelt down to make his body shorter, and before thinking about it, he blew the match string to sparks, opened the lid of the primer, and skillfully raised the firearm. Up.

The raging crowd of coalition forces was only twenty or thirty steps away. Yao Erniu could clearly hear their screams of fear and anger, and could see their eyes, their faces full of dirt and dust, and even the jagged pieces of armor were made unevenly. armor. A large number of faces appeared in front of them, no one knew anyone, let alone hatred, but the evil of the battlefield lies in this. Those who are completely innocent and have no hatred, but holding weapons, yelling and wishing to thwart themselves. ! Yao Erniu believed that they rushed to the front, and they would definitely want to chop themselves into mashed meat without hesitation!

I don’t know where someone yelled: "The official family is warmly clothed and fed to my brothers, and we are serving the emperor’s grace today!"

Yao Erniu has listened a lot to these morale-boosting words, but he is not particularly concerned about it, because the righteous truth has little to do with the fact that he may be injured by a knife at any time. At this time, the arrow on his head is still Clink like raindrops and drop down!

However, the words of generosity, coupled with the shouts of the armies resounding through the valley, really made people excited. Yao Erniu also felt the courage and unity atmosphere of all people, but now there is no fear.

The row of crane flags raised, "Kang!" The gong sounded. Yao Erniu heard a "cracking..." from the top of his head, and the dense infantry close in front screamed. The lead bullets were invisible, only to see blood splashing on their bodies and weapons everywhere.

Just after the volley, about a marching drum beat, Yao Erniu pulled the brass mechanism on the firearm, and the whole row of firearms sounded at this moment. While pulling the mechanism, he tilted his head to the left. When he closed his eyes, the sound of gunpowder explosion sounded from outside the leather ear protectors.

As soon as the noise passed, the smoke filled with gunpowder in front of him, and the scene in front was completely invisible for a while, only the screams of hiss and lung pain were heard.

Dutou's yelling sounded in good time, Yao Erniu and others quickly stood up, turned and followed the man named Zhang in the second row. Soon the oncoming men wiped Yao Erniu's shoulder and passed forward.

The ten generals shouted: "Okay!" Yao Erniu hurriedly stopped, pulled out a wooden stick wrapped in cloth strips, slid his hands and feet into the barrel of the gun and rubbed the **** in it roughly, and then pointed to the hot pot. He blew a few times.

The cannons in the back roared like thunder, the front was crackling and smoke filled with gunpowder, arrows flew above the head, shouting and killing sounded. But Yao Erniu didn't care, his eyes only focused on the complicated things at his hand, his hands and feet must be fast, otherwise he would be holding a fire stick when others were busy and going forward.

He bit open the stopper wrapped in straw paper on the bamboo tube with his teeth, poured black grains the size of corn into the barrel between his legs, and then pulled out the wooden stick, stabbed it in with a smooth end, and tried to compact it lightly. ; Next, from the leather pocket around his waist, he took out a lead pill tightly wrapped in linen, with slippery tung oil on it, immediately stuffed it into the nozzle, and then used a wooden stick to poke it in. Now the iron pipe is much smaller than the copper guns cast before, and the lead shot plug is very tight.

Then there are things like introducing the medicine, covering the medicine pot, checking the match string... This seems very trivial and troublesome, but Yao Erniu is more willing to go into battle like this! Although it is very laborious, it is not very laborious; I heard that it may even hurt myself by bombing, but these iron pipes are numbered. If they are not bombed for the specified number of times, the soldiers and craftsmen will be convicted! The chance of encountering that kind of mess is much smaller than rushing to be hacked to death, and I am not afraid at all. Otherwise, rushing up with swords and guns desperately... all the soldiers who have experienced it will understand!

Yao Erniu was sullen and hurried, completely unaware of what happened just now. When I looked up, I saw that all the coalition troops in the front battle line were fleeing down the hillside. The infantry line was already dense and chaotic for a while, and many people were stepped on and screamed loudly.

A few hundred feet away from the hillside, tens of thousands of coalition infantry formations lined up there, while the insurgents in front were pouring into the square formation on the formation.

Yao Erniu looked back around blankly, and saw that the battle lines on the entire hillside were in chaos, and the party members and infantry were fleeing! The crowd rushed down the hillside in a mess like a mountain torrent!

Yao Erniu, Zhao Dagen and other soldiers around him were all stunned, looking at this sudden and vast scene.

…At this moment, the cannons on the west side of the artillery array roared, deafening, and some of the cannon muzzles have been aimed at the coalition troops under the hillside! The iron **** flew into the large formation of the infantry below the hillside one after another!

Whether it is the Central Plains army or some tribe, as long as it is an infantry, the formation must be very dense! Because from the individual tactics, two people cut one person is almost guaranteed to win; then the denser the formation, the local is to fight more with less. There is no infantry army in battle, as sparsely as the cavalry.

The iron bumps of the wind and electricity flew over the heads of a group of people, their height getting lower and lower, "Bang!" A head suddenly burst! The bones and **** head suddenly leaned back, his neck snapped, and the iron ball continued to fly into the crowd. "Bang!" There was another horrible crash. Another soldier's chest was hit and his ribs faintly cracked. , The body fell backwards. The iron ball hit the torso and deviated greatly, and the speed slowed down a lot, but it still injured several people. The screams of horror came from the crowd, and the atmosphere of fear spread like a plague.

After a while, another iron ball fell in front of a crowd of people. With a "bang", the sand splashed in all directions, and the iron ball immediately bounced and flew into the crowd.

As the shelling continued, the riots continued to spread, and the large array of tens of thousands of people was faintly turbulent. The sudden defeat of the crowd in front adds even more signs of failure and despair!

Drums on the hillside sounded from the entire front. Xu Jun's infantry lined up neatly. Ten would lead each team to the left. The army followed the ten generals and trot forward in two columns and two columns. On the slopes of the loess hills, teams of men and horses rushed down like weapons.

Xu Jun’s infantry was well disciplined, and the battle formation was skillful and orderly. The column advancing very quickly, and the formation of horizontal formations dozens of steps away was also very quick. On the entire hillside, people and horses move differently. When horizontal formations are formed one after another, it seems that the entire crowd is winding like a whirlpool, and countless iron helmets are surging. But everybody, every team, and the people who didn't have the fire were mobilizing in accordance with the military commander's orders, and the details were very orderly. On the head, arrows from the coalition army turned their heads to fly continuously, and from time to time, Xu Jun's armor joints were shot through and injured, but the arrow rain failed to affect the battlefield at all.

The coalition forces squeezed into a large array of tens of thousands of people. They couldn't retreat from the gap between the various formations, because the artillery disrupted the large camps, and the scattered and running people made the front camps chaotic.

"Bang bang bang..." A salvo of firearms sounded one after another on the front from south to north. Invisible lead pellets penetrated into people's bodies nearby, and the screams of despair and fear were like howling ghosts. Blood mist and gun smoke filled the battlefield together.

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In the atmosphere of defeat, the party members and the Xiren infantry could not bear the massive casualties caused by this intensity of firepower! The army had already collapsed, but the intensive infantry formation became chaotic, and it was difficult for the people in the middle to run...There were people on all sides, only to squeeze backwards desperately, and the scene could not bear to look directly at it, like a riot in the city.

Xu Jun in a line holding a simple matchlock against the panicked crowd, it was a massacre! The few men in front of them couldn't run away, carrying iron knives and screaming at them.

"Thunderbolt..." A whole row of white smoke rose, and the stars flickered. The men convulsed like a goat, with blood spattered on their chests, thumped and fell to the ground, leaning forward, their weapons fell to the ground, and they were stuck in the loess.

In front of the crowd, the corpses have been piled up! The dark red blood was flowing along the sand. In the entire Xiuluo field, it was useless to cry for father and mother, or for heaven. The wounded soldiers were covered with blood, and they were so hoarse that no one paid any attention, because they were shouting from all sides.

If this is the world, then the world must be another hell!

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