Chapter 446 Drum Charge

Unexpectedly, what Lin Xiao didn't expect was that the preparations for the attack of the Franc Machine Battalion had not yet been completed, but the Dutch people fired first.

Earth-shattering loud noises exploded one after another, and dozens of red-haired cannons on the main castle and several other round forts were fired one after another at the urging of Fairburg.

For a while, big black iron balls fell from the sky, smashing the earth and shaking the house under Lin Xiao's feet......

Seeing this scene, Lin Xiao almost laughed out loud.

Grandma's, it's really getting more and more boring to start a war with people in this era!

The siege charge has not yet begun, but these red hairs are roaring and firing back, isn't this just nonsense?

What kind of tactic is this?

In addition to actively exposing the firepower point, at such a long distance, in addition to smashing a few close houses, who can be hit?

So many cannons, just use them as firecrackers, listen to the sound, strengthen your courage, and it's over?

Lin Xiao smiled a little self-deprecatingly, and immediately ordered in a deep voice: "Order, extend the cannon fire of the machine gun company, and kill all the cannons at the head of the city for me!" ”

"Yes!"

The herald turned and slipped off the roof, and immediately ran away.

After a while, several mortars adjusted their targets, and one by one, small black dots with a piercing scream, flew over the round fort and quickly flew towards the rumbling and roaring cannons......

In fact, there were quite a few Dutch artillery.

The city was already equipped with sixty or seventy cannons, and recently, Feureburg ordered a number of additional gun emplacements at the head of the wall, so that the total number of light and heavy guns reached a perverted hundred.

At the moment, even if the two frontal forts had been destroyed, there were still sixty or seventy guns left to fire in the rest of the place.

But where these breech guns are opponents of mortars, they are too far behind......

First of all, in terms of range and rate of fire, these two guns are simply incomparable.

Thanks to Duan Zhenghong's devil training, the gunners of the machine gun company are not only skilled, but also all of them are ghostly.

After receiving the order, they quickly divided their respective strike areas, and set up each M224 60mm light mortar in the corner position, and the observer of each gun group was ambushed on the roof of the nearby house, constantly reporting the coordinate parameters, and guiding the target to the first gunner.

Therefore, relying on a firing range of more than three thousand meters, the fire strike surface of six artillery groups completely covered the entire castle, and the Dutch artillery was quickly named one by one.

At the head of the city, although most of the breech guns of the Dutch people are heavy guns of more than 1,000 catties, and occupy a condescending advantage, the cannons fired can only fly one or two miles away at best.

And in terms of rate of fire, the difference between the two sides is even more than 108,000 miles.

One of our mortars often fired six or seven shells in a row, and only one shot was fired from the city's head artillery, and many of the cannons were blown apart before they could make a second roar.

Second, the accuracy of the two sides is not at the same level at all.

The first gunner of the machine gun company has long been familiar with the optical sight mounted on the gun body, as well as the use of direction division and high and low division division, etc., and can almost point and shoot wherever they want.

When the position of the artillery at the head of the city was completely exposed, for any firing point, although our mortars could not talk about 100 shots, they could be solved after at most one test firing, and the second shot was solved.

Thirdly, the power of the shells on both sides is even worse by several centuries.

Due to the inability to solve the problem of fuse and rifling, the Western breech guns of this era only existed in the exercise arena.

Although the solid cannons (also known as grapeshotballs) flying out of the city were very large, they could only be lethal by impact, and the range was simply not enough, so almost all the cannons did not get results.

On the other hand, the lightweight mortar, although the 60mm high-explosive bomb fired is small, but it is full of high-energy explosives, and after each explosion, dozens of pieces of cast iron shrapnel are splashed out in an instant, which can often cause great damage to soldiers within a radius of 20 paces.

Therefore, even though the Dutch people are condescending, they are far behind Lin Xiao's people in terms of range, rate of fire, power, hit rate, etc., and they are not beaten to the ground.

……

This strange artillery battle stunned Felburg.

Seeing that his cannons were hit one after another, for a moment, his mouth was wide open in shock, and he couldn't speak, and he didn't even say a single command.

In this way, he objectively killed many of his subordinates.

Although it was impossible to transfer the gun position, he could at least order the gunners to move the powder keg away quickly, and even if it was not enough, it would be better to allow them to scatter and hide than to wait for death with their eyes open.

But even he couldn't do that.

Due to the detonation of gunpowder kegs one after another, the rumbling explosions of the entire castle were heard endlessly, and in the fireballs that exploded, there were constantly broken arms of broken bodies and arms that were lifted into the air by strong air waves......

However, if it was just an artillery bombardment, after all, no matter how great the losses were, the city had not yet been lost.

Feuerburg was desperate to find that just as his artillerymen were going to see God one by one, and the musketeers crowded on the lower floors were in a state of confusion, the Franc man's charge began.

"Summons Mendoza, all the Franc Battalion attack!"

The time has come, Lin Xiao shouted, "I can't take the round castle to see me!" ”

……

In front, the Franco-Aircraft Battalion had already entered the sortie position, and the infantry of the battalion was divided into three teams, two of which Mendoza personally commanded, aiming at the round fort of Utlich.

The other team, led by Major Lucas, was responsible for attacking the small round fort on the other side of the city gate.

The position of the sortie was chosen behind a few brick shops less than two miles from the round fort, and further on, there was an open field - a small square.

The Dutch people were cautious, and as early as decades ago, the square was reserved outside the breastwork of the castle to prevent anyone from fishing in troubled waters.

"Attack! Kill! ”

With a howl from Colonel Mendoza, more than four hundred musketeers poured out from behind the room, all bowed and rushing forward with bayonets in hand......

However, in Lin Xiao's opinion, the speed of the Franco's charge this time was quite slow, at least slower than the time when he was fighting the dog, and he did not reflect the spirit of slamming and rushing at all.

I saw them screaming and looking very imposing, but they had just run more than 500 meters, and seeing that there was still half the distance, they actually stopped in the open field and started a wave charge.

They divided each team into several groups, among them, each group rushed forward for a dozen paces and then stopped shooting, and then they all crouched down and loaded gunpowder and bullets, and at the same time, the latter group quickly followed, and after passing the front team for more than ten steps, they also released their guns and reloaded......

This cycle repeated, and they formed a kind of roller-like charge, which made the forward speed quite stagnant.

Lin Xiao saw it in his eyes and shook his head with a wry smile.

If you encounter a modern army, even if the opponent only has a machine gun, this kind of tactics that attack is not like attacking, and defending is not like defense, it is simply a head-off!

(End of chapter)