Chapter 526 The Tartar Charge is coming!

Jiao Eryong finally came up.

According to the plan, the hundreds of elites of the green battalion led by him were used as the backup of the front team to launch the second wave of charge.

He estimated that by the time he came up, the barrels of the thieves should have turned red, and the firearms battalion should have more than half of the casualties, right?

At the beginning, he heard the lively fighting like "bang bang bang" and "bang bang bang" fried beans in front of him, and thought that the battle was really fierce, so he urged again and again, driving the green battalion soldiers to rush forward desperately.

However, when he ran closer to take a look, he was surprised to find that in the smoke of gunpowder, the entire firearms battalion was still lying on the spot, and when he listened carefully, he did not hear the characteristic gunfire of the thieves on the opposite side.

Now, he wondered.

it! What is this Mr. Wang Qian doing!

He hurriedly lay down in a shell crater and searched for Wang Jijun around.

found it, Wang Qian was not far in front of him.

When he saw that Wang Qian was carrying a firearm and hiding behind a tree to peep around, he couldn't help but run over and shouted, "Why haven't you rushed yet!" What's next? ”

However, there was no response.

Looking at it, he couldn't help but secretly complain.

It turned out that this "Wang Jiaotou" was in a trance, and he was in a daze and didn't know what he was thinking, and he really had the intention of losing his mind.

Jiao Eryong was anxious - these hundreds of firecrackers were all trained by him, what if he was really crazy?

After shouting a few more times, Wang Jijun turned around, "Ah! Jiao Eryong relieved himself.

"You're here?"

Wang Jijun grinned, stretched out his hand and pointed to the front, and said thoughtlessly, "Let your sword player and spearman go together!" Archers and musketeers followed closely behind to cover ......"

"Good!"

Jiao Eryong immediately understood, he nodded, and said in his heart, this kid, it turns out that there are not enough cannon fodder and dare not go up?

All right! Look at Lao Tzu!

Immediately, he turned around and beckoned, called a personal soldier, and gave the order with a loud roar.

Watching his soldiers run to give orders, Jiao Eryong thought to himself: "Paralyzed! How can it be said that Lao Tzu is also from the firearms battalion, and this green battalion soldiers are not Lao Tzu's subordinates, if they are not allowed to go up and work hard, do they really let them pick up ready-made? ”

"Beep beep!"

"Forward!"

Wang Jijun's whistle finally blew again.

Suddenly, the spearmen behind him, under the drive of several generals, jumped to their feet, and ran forward with a roar.

Seeing this, Jiao Eryong hurriedly howled: "Knife player! Let's go together! ”

……

Here, He Shouxin had already run to the position and personally commanded.

At this moment, he was crouching next to a machine gun, keeping an eye on the movement of the Tartars.

Here, it is the blocking position of the three platoons, which is the main position.

He has only one platoon under his command, and the manpower is a bit small, even with the reinforced cannon squad, scout squad and cooking squad, there are only more than 60 people.

Compared to manpower, the entire blocking line is a bit long, and he naturally does not distribute his forces evenly.

Although the sand ramparts were built in a relatively balanced manner, except for the machine-gun positions, the infantry was mobile and could reinforce each other at any time.

At this moment, the Tartar gathered in front of the third platoon after coming ashore, and he hurriedly ran over with the only reserve, the scout squad......

He Shouxin looked around, the soldiers were quite calm, there was nothing special on their faces, the machine gunner next to him looked indifferent, and was smiling as the deputy shooter pried open the ammunition boxes one by one......

However, he knew that it was fake not to be nervous, and even he himself was a little nervous.

His guard company is the direct subordinate unit of General Lin, which is equivalent to the Royal Forest Army, and since it became an army, it has never fought a blocking battle with such a disparity in strength, and there is almost only one soldier behind each sand barrier.

He looked a little worried at the right side of the main position, wondering if reinforcements had arrived.

There, is his headquarters.

There was only half of the cannon squad left, a machine gun and two mortars, and as for the infantry squatting on the sand barricades to protect their flanks, there were only six soldiers from the cooking squad and ammunitionmen, and many of the sand barricades were empty and unguarded.

Just now, a messenger had already been ordered by him to go to Zheng Jun Qianhu, and he asked Zheng Jun to reinforce a hundred people.

It's better to be cautious.

Although he knew that with the density of their firepower, the Tartars basically had no possibility of getting close, but, judging from the artillery preparation of the Tartars, it was unlikely that they would only have such a small number of people.

In case the Tartars really fight for their lives, and thousands of people step on the dead corpses and rush up, it will not be easy to do......

……

The charge of the Tartars, coming!

The figure of Wu Yang came out of the gunsmoke, and there were hundreds of people in the first team!

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The non-commissioned officers of the firearms battalion were still firing their guns in rounds.

"Bang Bang ......"

As soon as the shot was finished, the platoon ran backwards, ran to the back of the queue, and began to reload...... The opponent doesn't fight back, which makes them feel very relaxed, which is similar to normal training.

"Beep beep!"

The front was filled with gunsmoke, and the sound of gunshots like bursting beans rang out, and no one could hear the shouts anymore, Wang Jijun blew the whistle vigorously, urging the spearmen to run forward.

"Bang Bang ......"

The forward of the firearms battalion with spears in his hand moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye, he crossed the fire array, and almost immediately came out of the smoke of gunpowder, and was about to rush under the nose of the front line of the Ming army.

Behind them, Jiao Eryong's knife players ran faster, holding shields and carrying short knives, their bodies were lighter, as if they were afraid of being robbed of their head work, which greatly exceeded the meaning of the previous team......

The third group is the archers, and the spearmen who can't run fast......

……

He Shouxin raised his hand and wiped his mouth, pulled the bolt of the carbine, and shouted: "Pass my order, calm down!" You can't shoot without my orders! ”

"Yes! Calm down, you are not allowed to shoot without an order! ”

Behind the sand barriers, heads wearing Kevlar helmets popped out, and orders were passed down one by one......

"Calm down......"

"No ...... without an order to shoot"

One hundred and fifty meters!

He Shouxin held his breath, clutched the handle of the gun tightly, and his heart was beating rapidly.

One hundred meters!

"Prepare ......"

The enemy's nose and mouth could be seen clearly, and the soldiers all turned on their bolts and took aim, holding their breath one by one......

In the smoke of gunpowder, a long spearman who was the first to take the lead had already rushed to a distance of less than eighty meters......

"Paralyzed! Fast! Rush to Lao Tzu! ”

A commander danced and shouted excitedly, encouraging the soldiers to rush forward and slaughter the weak enemy on the opposite side.

There are still seventy or eighty steps to go, and when he saw that the thief in front of him only had so many heads, he suddenly felt that today's battle was stable!

"Rush!"

"Kill!"

"Hack these southern barbarians to death, and receive the reward!"

The soldiers of the firearms battalion, one by one, rushed forward with their spears as if they had been beaten with chicken blood......

"Bang Bang ......"

Behind, the flintlock musketeer had just finished putting his gun down, and he jumped up and ran forward with his empty gun.

Damn! The knife players are all up, and if you don't punch the head, you won't be there!

Behind, Wang Jijun jumped to his feet and was scolding his mother!

When training, I didn't tell me repeatedly - the stormtrooper formation should be scattered, and it should be dispersed!

Grandma's, when she heard about the bounty, she forgot everything!

With such a dense formation, isn't it in a hurry to send you to death?

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(End of chapter)