At the beginning of the hour, that is, at about 7:10 in the morning, the cannons on both sides of the Beijiang River rumbled.

The artillery battle was first initiated by the Baxing Army, firstly to calibrate the trajectory, secondly, to attract Manchu artillery to open fire to test their firepower, and finally to provide cover for the 1st Regiment of the 1st Division and the Young Guards who were about to cross the river.

More than sixty pieces of artillery of various calibers were fired together, which was definitely not the case on this continent, because before that, no dynasty could mobilize more than sixty pieces of artillery more than three pounds at one time.

He Lin rode on a flower horse with a solemn face, and the surrounding generals all looked at each other, they spent two days, spending a lot of energy on the bank of the river to put the horses rejected, the pits dug, and the camps piled up, all of which were bombarded by this artillery fire.

"The sons and daughters of the Fuxing Army, the Qing army on the opposite side thought that we would not dare to cross the river, but Lao Tzu just wanted to cross the river, and they wanted to attack halfway, so let him attack halfway!

Because all the gentlemen are the elite of the world!

It is the elite of my Ye Kai, the elite of reviving China!

I don't believe it, I don't believe that this Manchu Qing can have any means to destroy you!

That corrupt court, those rotten armies, will eventually cry and kowtow and beg for mercy under your guns!

Let's go and crush the greedy jackals who pretend to be pretending to be our fellow citizens! ”

The elite of the two thousand eight hundred elites of the Revival Army stood straight in the rumbling cannons, and they looked at Ye Kai with infinite admiration and confidence in their eyes.

Many of them are actually from Xinzhou, that is, the Chinese from the four states of Nanyang, different from the hard work of their parents, these soldiers have been listening to the deeds of King Ming since they were five or six years old, reading the textbooks compiled by King Ming, and shouting allegiance to the king, for the atmosphere of China.

And most of them had suffered when they were young, but by the time they were eight or nine years old, life gradually got better, because at that time the Chinese were already masters.

As for why they became people, the generation they are going through is the most vocal, and it is no exaggeration to say that these little three thousand elites are all fanatics of their fathers and mothers without Prince Ming.

And in their hearts, there is absolutely no idea that martial arts are lowly servants, Xinzhou is a place where military uniforms shine, and although the status of soldiers is not the highest, it is definitely the most respected.

A small ensign may marry a young lady from a big family, a Baba who has mixed with the Nth generation, but as long as he enters the revival army, he can immediately take off the somewhat uncomfortable identity of Baba immediately.

So much so that the comparison between ordinary people in NSW is not who has a large family business, but whose family, whose family, and how many people are glorious soldiers of the Renaissance Army.

Not to mention that among these Xinzhou people, there are many descendants of the original Nanyang Six Families, and the country of King Ming has their share.

And for the original Annan Han and Mingxiang people who changed from Annan people to Jiaozhi people and then to Guang'an people, the identity of a Fuxing Army soldier is even more precious.

Because this is their highest glory, the most proof that they are a noble Han people.

Many people in Guang'an have always regarded the Fuxing Army, especially the young guards, as heavenly soldiers and generals, and if they can be a heavenly general, they will not have a sense of honor!

"What do we abide by?" Li Ashui rode on his horse and raised his arms and shouted.

"Abide by the discipline of soldiers!" The following is the unanimous answer

"Whose glory are we fighting for!" Huang Lao Si drank.

"For the glory of His Majesty King Ming!"

"Why did we become soldiers?" In the end, it was Ye Fa's turn to ask!

"For the revival of China! For the revival of China! ”

At this moment, not only the 2,800 pioneers who were ready to attack began to shout, but the tens of thousands of soldiers behind them began to shout at the same time, and the frenzied atmosphere could almost be seen with the naked eye!

"Go ahead! Send your enemies to the eighteen layers of hell! ”

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"Move our guns back a bit, and get the firearms battalion guys ready!" He Lin said to the deputy commander of the army beside him.

"Move the cannon back? Is the master of Taiwan trying to bombard the rear team of Cantonese thieves crossing the river? ”

Eredengbao narrowed his eyes and somewhat understood what He Lin meant, the so-called half-crossing attack does not mean to wait for the enemy to cross the river halfway to attack, but refers to letting the enemy cross a small half of the people before launching a surprise attack.

Because at this time the enemy had only crossed a small half, he could form a numerical superiority by himself, and generally the first to cross the river were the elite of the army.

In ancient warfare, as long as the enemy's core elite was eaten, no matter how much enemy was left on the opposite side, it would be nothing more than a chicken and a dog.

Fu Jian, in the battle of Weishui, suffered a big loss in order to give the Jin army a little space to cross the river, of course, my adult and I have also read books, so he will not let the army retreat such a brain-dead move, but he can move the mobile cannon farther away and use it to bombard the rear team of the revival army crossing the river.

Unlike what we generally think of as a cold-armed army, the Qing army is actually a high-armed army.

Whether it was fighting Zhungeer or Zhangger, or Jinchuan and counterattacking Gurkha, the Qing army has always relied on guns and artillery to win.

The reason why the Manchu Qing army was mostly playing with cold weapons was that although they played with firearms, they did not pay attention to the development of firearms, and they were even more taboo to equip the green battalion with firearms.

Therefore, the Manchu magnates put on their mouths every day what bow and horse are fundamental, and firearms are strange and obscene skills, as if they would never play with firearms.

Of course, this policy is not brain-dead, but really clever, this whole day under the banner of more than a million people, if you vigorously develop muskets, on the population base of the banner people, how many battles can be fought? What else do they use to suppress the Han people in the whole world?

Therefore, there are still a lot of bronze cannons and iron-tired copper-core guns with artillery carts in this Qing army, and there are even more shotguns, although most of them are arquebuses, and now the Manchu firearms battalion uses a thing called Erut bird guns.

Most of these shotguns were captured during the wars between the Manchus and the Dzungars, while the Dzungars obtained them from the Ottoman Empire or the Mughals through the Transoxiana region.

The Erut Shotgun is most likely the Zambrak Musket, or a modification of the Zambarak Musket.

Later, this heavy smoothbore arquebus was also upgraded by the Qing army to the famous big lifting gun, which was still in the Qing army until the First Sino-Japanese War.

In addition, the Manchu Qing Dynasty also summed up a set of infantry and artillery combat methods in the great war with the Junggers, which is the so-called nine-in-ten chain!

The Manchu army, which played the Nine Into Ten Chain, generally bombarded with immobile heavy artillery, then with easy-to-move camels, and then shotgunners took turns.

At most, when the enemy is almost on the verge of collapse, the forward battalion and the cavalry of the guard battalion arranged on both flanks to guard the battle formation will be dispatched, so that these armored heavy cavalry can make the final blow.

See! Is there any difference between this thing and the European Rifle Cannon?

It was all artillery bombardment to play with a row of guns, and the platoon of guns to fight the cavalry, if the two shots were evenly matched, Europe would launch a white-knuckle war, and the Manchus would let the special hand-to-hand combat soldiers go on.

Compared with the European armies, there is almost no difference between this set of tactics and that of large places, and the difference is only in firepower.

This shows that the Manchu magnates did not understand the importance of firearms, in fact, they were smart, but they were colonizers, and they would not and did not dare to promote hot weapons on Chinese soil?

As for the stupid bannermen and nobles during the Opium War, they were really stupid, and they were fooled and stupid by their ancestors and the Han people.

On the hillside, He Lin quickly moved the artillery back, ready to bombard the reinforcements, so when Huang Laosi and Li Ashui crossed the river with a vanguard army of 2,800 people, they were not attacked by the fierce artillery fire of the Qing army, only some old-fashioned Weiyuan general artillery roared.

A solid cannonball smashed the beach, and a soldier of the 1st Regiment, who was not very lucky, was smashed to the chest and abdomen without even giving a miserable snort.

But fortunately, the solid bullet smashed here, and it came to an end, and it slowly jumped twice, and then stopped moving on.

The surrounding soldiers of the Renaissance Army seemed to have not seen it, and if they had broken their hands and feet, they could drag them to the back, waiting for the medical soldiers to come up to stop the bleeding and rescue them, but they were almost smashed in two, and there was no need to rescue them.

Huang Laosi glanced at this soldier lightly, he was a child of the Zhang family in Terengganu Prefecture, he was a little slippery, and he once wanted to call him Uncle Huang to set him up, but the training was extremely hard, if he didn't die, he would be a good material for officialdom in the future.

With a soft sigh in his heart, Huang Laosi walked past him, Ci is not in charge of the army, and his twelve years as an officer have already trained Huang Laosi to be extremely hard-hearted.

Li Ashui over there was different, he walked past a corpse with tears in his eyes, this was his cousin, a good son from the Chen family in Guangnan, who was extremely close to him on weekdays.

I don't know whether it was tears or sweat, it slid across Li Ashui's cheeks, and he stood in the first row with a command knife.

The Manchu Qing Dynasty did not bombard it very intensively, but it still caused some casualties to the first regiment and the young guards who crossed the river, after all, this river beach was not wide, and almost thirty soldiers fell here forever.

"This Cantonese thief still has some means! Can't let them completely spread out the formation! Let the firearms battalion, the Jianrui battalion, and the guard battalion, we dispatch 5,000 men and eat them! He Lin stood on the mountain bag and sighed, and hurriedly gave the order.

In his opinion, the artillery fire on his side can be said to be very intensive, but the soldiers of the Cantonese thieves are not flustered, and they are still in a predetermined formation.

"Directly dispatch the firearms battalion and the Jianrui battalion? Don't let the Han green camp take the lead? ”

Erle Dengbao looked at He Lin with a little puzzlement, this Manchu Qing battle, generally the Eight Banners pressed the formation behind, and let the Han green battalion who got the reward be used as cannon fodder, starting from a stone in Shanhaiguan, that's it.

"Nope! This group of Cantonese thieves is extremely elite, if you use the green battalion soldiers to fight, you will definitely not be able to defeat it, as soon as the time drags on the Cantonese thieves and lined up the formation, it will be difficult to fight, just let our flag people be elite, and it will be decided in a battle! He Lin looked at the Renaissance Army soldiers on the beach again, then shook his head and said.

If it was tens of thousands against tens of thousands, he would definitely let the green camp take the lead, but he couldn't do that at this time!

After hearing this, Erle Dengbao also felt that it made sense, he arched his hand, and hurriedly went to arrange, the Jianrui battalion and the guard battalion were commanded by him, and he had to supervise the formation.

"Order the Han Army's firearms battalion shotgunmen to step forward, the bannerman firearms battalion shotguns and horse troops to cover, the infantry troops on both sides raise antler cannons, sound drums forward, sound gold and stop, listen to the password to cast guns, delay, indiscriminately put guns, behead!"

He Lin ordered, and the wing commander of a Han firearms battalion raised the order flag in his hand.

"Firearms battalion, forward! Bomb the southern barbarians on the other side! ”

"Boom! Boom! Boom! The big drums of the Qing army sounded, and the spearmen of the firearms battalion of the Han army were in the center, the bannermen and spearmen were on both sides, and the Manmeng horse team was on both sides.

The front row of Qing troops held antler cannons similar to the Jungar camel cannons, the back two rows held Zambrak muskets, and the last row was a large number of musketeers with domestic bird guns, but because the Qing army was equipped with arquebuses, the formation was not very dense.

"Tick tick tick!" The breezy and somewhat grenadier march that looks like two tigers and we are all sharpshooters sounded!

Wearing a vermilion lacquered flying saucer helmet and a big red split body armor, the first regiment of the first division that looked red began to organize the formation.

The soldiers of the First Rifle Regiment with brown UFO helmets, yellow clothes on the upper body and turquoise trousers on the bottom, who seemed to be more inclined to the style of clothing of later generations, formed seven or eight slightly scattered phalanxes and walked forward with their waists.

Between each phalanx, a small military band played the March of the Grenadiers diligently, one to coordinate the advance of the various formations, but to ease the tension of the soldiers.

"The platoon commanders personally inspect gunpowder, buckshot, throughbars, bayonets, and are ready to attack at any time, after the light infantry, it will be our turn!

The old rule, take a shot at the enemy, and then rush up to fuck him, stop after defeating the enemy in front of you, and cooperate with the light infantry to cover the little prince and the grenadiers! ”

"Liu Chongli! You kid get ready for me, after the little prince and the grenadiers have defeated the enemy in front of you, you will quickly disperse the horse team of the Qing army for Lao Tzu, and then kill all the shotgunners with big muskets for me! ”

After instructing his soldiers, Huang Laosi shouted to Liu Chongli, who was pacifying the war horse not far away.

This kid has now become a 'living immortal' in the revival army, where there is the fiercest battle, there must be him!

Moreover, he has been in all the branches of the Renaissance Army, grenadiers, light infantry, and line infantry, and recently he has become obsessed with horseback riding, and he wants to join the Beiwei Army because he feels very attractive.

Your mother, with the title of Marquis of Jialou, you don't want to lead troops by yourself, you like to wave everywhere, and it is said that you have completed a hundred beheadings!

Bah! Shameless!

He is twenty-seven years old, he doesn't even have a home, he himself shamelessly brags, he has played with any color, even the black and ugly black slave he has tried, and praised the black slave for his good skin!

That thing is darker than coal, and the skin can still be better? Huang Laosi grinned, he didn't believe it anyway!

And at the beginning, King Ming was still in charge, and then it was difficult to manage, and the angry King Ming just demoted Liu Chongli's Marquis of Jialou to Jialuobo, this guy is like a nobody, and he doesn't care at all.

However, Huang Laosi knows that this does not mean that Liu Chongli has lost the trust of King Ming, on the contrary, King Ming's favorite is his kid, today is Jialou Bo, tomorrow it may be Jialou Gong.

"Got it! Rest assured! Not only am I going to kill those stupid shotgunslingers, I'm going to kill their artillery position! ”

Liu Chongli licked his lower lip, his eyes gave off with excitement, King Ming hated the Manchus the most, and Lao Tzu must beat them out.

"Bang!" Holding the command flag, the wing commander who was directing the advance of the whole army suddenly fell, and the pace of the Qing army's advance stopped.

A Manchurian shotgunner was splashed with blood on his face, and he grew his mouth in surprise, this wing length is not a petty officer, and the entire firearms battalion is only seven people, and he was killed like this, and this is more than 200 meters, how can the gun of the Cantonese thief be so accurate?

"Bang! Bang! "A denser orange-red fire flashed, and the light infantry, bent over, opened fire at a distance of more than one hundred or two hundred meters.

More than 1,000 rifled guns, even the elite army of Europe could not withstand such damage, and the advancing Qing army suddenly fell like a group of people cutting rice.

The Qing gunners, who ran away with antler cannons and camels, lost a third of them in almost two or three minutes, and even some of the hapless Zambrak musketeers fell.

"Quick! Speed up! "There was a Han army firearms battalion commander wearing a six-rank military attache uniform, and he ran to the front.

The Qing army used all smoothbore guns, and they had to use quantity to make up for accuracy, so they had to stop and straighten out the formation after walking thirty meters, and the speed of progress was not fast.

As a result, more than 1,000 rifled guns were encountered at more than 200 meters, and the slow-moving Qing troops were almost shot while standing.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the winged commander, who ran to the front to urge the soldiers to move quickly, had just finished speaking.

'Bang! Bang! He was hit by at least three lead bullets at the same time, apparently specifically for him.

"Quick! Fast! Erut shotgunners stepped forward, there are many of us, come forward and fire! The third winged ran over, but he learned the lessons of the first two and didn't go straight to the first row.

The Erut Shotgun (Zambrak musket) is a heavy smoothbore gun, and its effective range is actually longer than that of the Type 1796 Fuxing rifled gun, reaching about 2780 meters.

However, this kind of heavy arquebus is troublesome to load, cannot be used to fight platoon guns, and the trajectory is even more unreliable than ordinary light smoothbore guns, so the Qing army is generally used to walking about 100 meters before firing, but at this time, it is no longer so much.

At the sound of the order, the drums beat loudly, and whether they wanted to or not, the shotgunners with Erut shotguns hurried out of the ranks in pairs.

They ran to a distance of about 150 or 60 meters from the soldiers of the 1st rifle regiment before stopping, and then began to fire at the light infantry of the 1st regiment.

Eh, heavy smoothbore guns and rifled guns are fired at each other, these are completely two kinds of efficiency!

The hundreds of Erut shotgunners who rushed out in a hurry knocked down at most a dozen or so light infantry of the first regiment, but they themselves fell about sixty or seventy men.

Moreover, the Erut shotgun is very troublesome to reload, according to the nine-in-ten chain play, after they are cast, the shotgunners behind should be responsible for continuing to shoot, and they have to go back to the back for complex reloading.

So after a round of gunning, these Erut shotgunners could only run back to reload with their heavy muskets, and as a result, they were knocked over another thirty-four.

This.....!

This is Nyima!

The overseer's Erle Dengbao was dumbfounded, he couldn't fight like this, if he continued to fight, his side would become a fool who was sent over to be slaughtered!

The man shouted loudly at the herald beside him: "Let the cavalry of the guard camp rush and drive those Cantonese thief marksmen back!"

The Erut shotgunner went to the back team, and the shotgunner stepped forward directly, rushing to the time when he was eighty meters away from the Cantonese thief and then stopped! ”