Late 18th century.

In this era, the confrontation between cold weapons and hot weapons is far from the time to determine the winner and loser.

On land, with the development of technology, the use of cannons and muskets has increasingly become the mainstream of warfare, and the era of heavy knights rampant on the battlefield has come to an end, and the cavalry is king has unconsciously become a word that can only be found in the pile of old papers.

However, even in the not-too-distant future, His Majesty Napoleon, who was about to make the whole of Europe tremble, did not dare to hope that his army would be able to hold back a cavalry charge with pure firearms.

The bayonet was an extremely important tactical addition to the flintlock rifle.

In fact, the reason why Europe has long adhered to the tactics of platoon is that, in addition to the theory that salvo fire is conducive to increasing the density of firepower, a very important aspect is that the platoon is one. The most suitable formation for infantry is the legacy of cold-weapon warfare left to Europe by the ancient Roman legion culture.

The same is true of naval battles.

Huge wind-powered battleships roamed the water, and large-caliber cannons were their most trusted claws and fangs.

Every maritime power has been obsessed with more stable hulls, more and longer gun decks, larger caliber guns, and faster reloads, but throughout the Age of Sail, the number of sailing ships that actually fell under the guns was actually very small.

Naval artillery battles lasted as little as two hours or as many as several days and nights, and relying on the unfavorable characteristics of the times when the ships and artillery were unfavorable, they often fought until they ran out of ammunition and food, and the two sides were not necessarily able to distinguish the winner from the loser.

The core means of quick victory and decisive victory is still the broadside.

Broadside warfare is an independent discipline of naval warfare, including approaching, docking, docking, embarking, and seizing ships, each of which has a history far longer than artillery warfare.

The long history means that these projects have been deeply explored and optimized, and it is difficult to innovate, the model is rigid, and some basic principles are enshrined as a guideline, as if a few changes are the worst crimes.

The non-shelling of the broadside state is precisely one of the basic principles of the so-called.

There are many reasons why this principle could be formed.

For example, with the development of the iron casting industry, the guns on ships far exceeded the specifications of land in terms of caliber and weight, and an ordinary cannon required 3 to 10 people to operate, such as heavy guns over 24 pounds, and the number of gunners required to reach 12-14 people.

Space on board was limited, and so was the number of sailors, and in order to ensure that there were enough sailors to participate in the artillery battle, other types of sailors were drastically reduced.

By and large, every sailor, except for the most basic operator, existed for the sake of artillery.

Therefore, in the event of a broadside battle, the stormtroopers must be drawn from the gunners, and it is difficult to have the best of both worlds.

This is one of them.

The second reason is that the best distance for naval combat is between 30 and 200 meters, and no matter how far it goes, the bumps in the sea will make the accuracy an empty talk, and if it is too close, the power of the shells will not be released.

A projectile that has been pushed out of the smoothbore by black powder needs to have enough distance to accelerate, and it also needs enough arc to convert kinetic energy into potential energy, and then further convert it back into kinetic energy, causing damage.

The onboard obviously does not have this condition, and even if the cannon is ignited, it will be difficult for the fired shells to penetrate the hard hull and cause effective damage.

However, there are no absolutes.

The root cause of the non-shelling in the broadside state was the uselessness of the shelling and the lack of manpower, neither of which held true in this broadside of the Jackdaw and Brigentine.

Lorraine had fewer enemies and more enemies, and the demand for a quick victory in this small-scale surface war was that it was impossible to put all the sailors into the shipside, and only a small number of people actually boarded the ship with him, and the manpower left on the ship was enough to complete the saturation shooting on the single side.

As an armed merchant ship of the destroyer class, the Jackdaw far surpassed Brigentin, which was ranked as a frigate, in terms of board height, and the difference in altitude between the two sides was at least 2 meters, which was a standard condescension.

As the two sides approached, Brigenting's gun doors facing the Jackdaw's strongest hull, and the Jackdaw's gun doors facing the adversary's unobstructed main deck.

The kinetic energy of the shotgun can no longer be released, and it is enough to crush the human body.

With Lorraine's order, the cannon roared, and the 10 twelve-pound runners poured thousands of shotguns across Brigentin's deck, setting off a bloody storm that swept away all moving objects on the deck.

For a moment, it was impossible to calculate the magnitude of this round of shelling, blood and brains smeared the deck, and there was no more standing enemy in front of Lorraine.

He threw the first hook.

After him, Noah and the long-awaited sailors threw their hooks, howled, and rushed through the narrow gap between the two ships in their own way, and stepped firmly on a piece of flesh.

Caterina saluted Lorraine through the side of the ship, then leaned over and unhooked the hook.

"I will not give the Skuna a chance, and please take care of the captain, and if you encounter difficulties, do not rush in!"

"What's so difficult...... Lorraine slowly drew his knife and raised his eyes to sweep the messy scene, "I wonder if the captain of this ship is still alive." To be honest, I'd like to know which unlucky guy took the job, because it's a shame that the people of the sea died in the lake. ”

……

The battle on land quickly came to an end as the Iron Felt Battalion joined the encirclement.

After all, the time of Indian civilization was short, and it was only a matter of recent generations that they fully entered the age of firearms.

Even if they are already familiar with firearms, they are still quite different from the whites in positional warfare.

Not to mention that the Indians, who were willing to take risks for more than 100 leather rifles, were certainly not the elite tribes of the Indians, but their opponent was the Iron Felt Battalion, the best in the French Army, which was claimed to be the best in the world in addition to capriciousness.

The gap in combat power was further widened, and the unlucky bronze was accidentally lined up into the king game.

Screams, sorrows, despair, crying......

By the time Lieutenant Colonel Erwin walked out of the jungle, the Guards had already surrendered the battlefield to the soldiers of the Felt Battalion, and even the Count jumped out of the carriage and breathed in the early spring air under the bright sun on the side of the battlefield.

Seeing Lieutenant Colonel Erwin coming over, the earl smiled slightly: "I didn't expect to meet the lieutenant colonel far away from the barracks." ”

The lieutenant colonel snapped and saluted: "The Iron Felt Battalion is conducting defense training, I didn't expect to implicate the Earl and cause you to suffer an unjustified disaster!" ”

"It's not your fault." The Count waved his hand generously, "It's just that I need to stay at the edge of the forest for a while because of some trivial matters." ”

As he was talking, a thunderous cannon suddenly sounded in the sky.

The lieutenant colonel frowned: "The situation on the lake is ......"

"I've heard that a group of pirates have infiltrated the lake in Pontchartrain, and my chief guard is cleaning up the lake."

"Sea vessels? Shelling? ”

"Doesn't the lieutenant colonel know about this?"

The Count looked at Acharin in surprise, and Acharin smiled and shook his head slightly.

This reaction caused the Count to burst out laughing.

He patted the lieutenant colonel on the shoulder cordially, and said slowly: "There are people who want to put a final conclusion on what happened in the past two months, but they can't get my support. So they probably felt that as long as the person who raised the objection was resolved, the objection would not exist. ”

"You mean...... Is the coffin closed? ”

"Yes, there is a big difference on the question of who is a patriot."