Chapter 232: Shoot in line
Thousands of horse thieves on horseback immediately charged together, thousands of horse hooves hit the dirt ground, raising puffs of dust and smoke, and the formation still looked quite terrifying. < VIII
Ma Hongbing saw that Dong Danqiang was not ambiguous, and rushed forward with thousands of brothers, thinking that this guy is a character, knowing that he uses people's money to eliminate disasters for others, no wonder Hutou Mountain has developed so quickly in recent years.
Seeing that Dong Danqiang and other thousands of horse thieves were extraordinary, they took the lead in rushing forward, and they couldn't help but be very excited, shouting "Kill the Han dog, kill the Han dog!" He also rushed towards the officers and soldiers.
At the front were the young white hats, all of whom had big knives in their hands, and looked very fierce with their teeth and claws, and they rushed up after the horse thieves with a roar.
Zhou Yuji saw that these soldiers and horse thieves rushed out of the gate of the village without fear of death, and took the initiative to attack him, he couldn't help sneering again and again, and ordered his subordinates to go down to battle in a three-stage attack formation.
The so-called three-stage shooting method, that is, the musket team is divided into three rows, the first row shoots after the second row shoots, the second row fires after the second row shoots, the first row and the third row switch positions, and the rear is loaded with gunpowder, etc., the second row shoots after the second row shoots, the second row exchanges positions with the first row at the beginning, replenishes ammunition, and the first row shoots after the third row shoots. In this way, the time between cycles is greatly shortened.
Of course, this is also Moli's masterpiece, and most of the Ming troops at that time did not realize the benefits of this tactic, and basically rushed to load ammunition and fire at the same time. And due to the different skills and qualities of each person, everyone's reloading shots are usually chaotic.
However, at that time, after the arquebus was fired, it was necessary to put in gunpowder, put in the lead pellet, draw the strip from under the barrel, ram the lead pellet and gunpowder, and then light the arquebus to aim at the enemy, and occasionally clean the gun hole after shooting, so it took about a minute to put a shot, (half a minute for a flint, and about 15 seconds for a proficient one).
In the interval after the shot, the enemy in close combat would charge (especially the cavalry, so the Ming army at that time was often defeated against the Tartar cavalry), and the musketeers would suffer heavy losses.
When Mo Li first fought against the Jin soldiers, he saw that many of his subordinates were rushed over and killed by the Jin soldiers because of the different length of time and disorder, and at that time he began to think about how to increase the combat power of the musketeers.
Later, he obtained advanced flint muskets from the German Lei Luo, although the shooting degree has improved a lot, but it is still at a disadvantage in the face of cavalry charges, especially when the troops are at a disadvantage, and the insufficient density of musket fire will be difficult to resist the cavalry charge.
Later, after quelling the rebellion in Dengzhou, one day when training soldiers to shoot, Mo Li suddenly remembered what three-stage attack he had seen at a military forum in his previous life, so he organized soldiers to train this tactic.
But not long after, he was ordered to go south to Huguang to exterminate Wang Jiayin's rogue rebels, and there was little time for large-scale training on the long march, and the training of his subordinates was immature, and he had not been tested in actual combat, so I don't know what the effect was.
This time to attack the Ma family village, Mo Li decided to use these soldiers to test the power of the three-stage attack method and the effectiveness of soldier training, so Zhou Yuji ordered the soldiers to quickly line up in three rows, ready to test the new tactics with actual combat.
Dong Danqiang felt that something was wrong, why did these officers and soldiers still line up in a hurry, row by row, column by column, very neat, and they looked very good. Is there anything else famous?
Dong Danqiang's heart suddenly sudden, but at this time, he can't say anything backwards, no matter where he is an official or soldier, no matter whether he is famous or not, as long as the brothers hurry up and rush up to kill, I believe that those officers and soldiers will inevitably flee!
And seeing that the officers and soldiers were very well equipped, Dong Danqiang couldn't help but drool, as if the old bachelor had suddenly seen a group of beautiful women in their twenties-eight-year-olds, they were all bright muskets!
This time, if you can get thousands of muskets and hundreds of good long knives, you will have the confidence to recruit troops. In this one-acre and three-point land in Changyang, our old Dong Ke is a character who stomped his feet and stomped on the three earthquakes!
Whether it's a rogue, a bandit, or a local hero, it's about strength, whoever is strong will survive, and whoever will be able to grab more good things!
At that time, if there are 10,000 or thousands of people under his command, not to mention the Ma family village and Changyang County, it is the entire Jingzhou Mansion boundary, and our old Dong is not necessarily afraid of who will come!
This year, the gun is the king of grass, and we don't panic if there are people under him!
Dong Danqiang, who had long wanted to expand his subordinates, naturally would not let go of the good equipment of the official army, his eyes lit up as if he had seen a beautiful treasure, and he said loudly: "Brothers! Rush me! Kill! ”
Thousands of horse thieves roared in, but the officers and soldiers still did not make the slightest commotion, the soldiers were still doing repeated movements mechanically according to the officer's command, and the soldiers in the front row had already loaded their ammunition, leveled their flint guns, and aimed their guns at the horse thieves who were rushing over.
"Ready!"
The three hundred musketeers at the front of the line immediately straightened their flint guns and narrowed their eyes into a line, aiming at the oncoming horse thieves.
"Shoot!"
As soon as the horse thief entered the firing range, the musketeers in the front row immediately pulled the trigger, and the immediately lit flint was snapped into the chamber, which ignited the chamber containing gunpowder with a "pop", and then with a "bang", the iron projectile filled in the gun tube was shot out.
"Put it again!"
Without any interruption, all the three hundred musketeers in the second row took a step forward, and after a short aim, they also fired the flint guns in their hands in an instant, and the musketeers in the front row had already retreated to the back row with their flint guns to reload the gunpowder.
After that, after the second platoon finished fighting, the third platoon stepped forward in the same way, and after the ammunition in his hand was retreated, the soldiers of the first platoon who hit first had already loaded the flint guns in their hands with ammunition, rushed to the first row position in time, and continued to shoot.
Bang bang bang...... One, two, three...... The musket ammunition of the new Liao army was like raindrops, and it was extremely dense and leaked towards the horse thieves who rushed in front of them, and made a loud explosion.
After the new Liao army adopted the tactics of three-stage strike, the firing degree and density of muskets were greatly improved, just like lining up to shoot, forming a powerful firepower network.
Since he trained in the three stage strikes, Mo Li has always wanted to let his soldiers participate more in actual combat and exercise the effect of this tactic, but there is no good opportunity, and now those who are sent back to the door, this is obviously the best object for training compared to tens of thousands of rogues who are dispatched at every turn.
At this time, Mo Li was riding a horse on a hillside three miles later to watch the battle, and from time to time he talked with the generals around him.
Bang bang, bang bang...... After the muskets of the new Liao army rang off, one by one the horse thieves screamed and fell off their horses, and some of the horse thieves in front of them were not dead after falling, but they were trampled and bumped by the horse team behind, and they died if they did not die.
The horse thieves in front kept falling off their horses, but the people behind couldn't rush over, because the musket ammunition of the officers and soldiers was too dense, and the gunfire was simply tens of thousands of troops shooting at the same time, and there were flying bullets everywhere, where there was a gap for them to rush forward.
The dense bullets instantly made the more than 100 horse thieves at the front were beaten into blood baskets, and one after another wailed and fell from their horses, and the tragic and terrifying scene made the horse thieves behind them stupid.
"Mom! "Of course, the horse thieves are not really afraid of death, and they are not a well-trained army, and they are essentially no different from Wang Jiayin's rebels.......
After witnessing the tragic situation of their companions, the panic exploded in an instant, and the remnants of the horse thieves did not want to turn around and run, but this was in the middle of the charge, where can they say that they would turn around and turn around, and suddenly hundreds of horse thieves were in chaos, and many people were knocked off their horses, and trampled by the panicked horse team, and there was a miserable wail.
"Withdraw! Run, big guy! ”
The big boss Dong Danqiang was the first to run, he knew that this time it was planted, not to mention wealth, if he didn't run, he would even have to explain his life here.
"My goodness! What's going on? When did the officers and soldiers become so powerful? ”
Not only Ma Hongbing was dumbfounded, but the sixth behind him, Ma Hongyi and Sanqianhui, were also stunned.
Ma Hongbing was stunned by the strength of the official muskets and the defeat of the horse thieves, in his impression, the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty have always been soft eggs who have not been beaten, who knows that as soon as the battle is fought today, Dong Danqiang, more than 1,000 horse thieves, will be beaten so that they can't find the north.
Ma Hongbing didn't have time to think about it, he turned around and ran, looking at this posture, the horse thieves who have always been fierce have all run away, and if he doesn't run, he can't wait for death here. As soon as he ran, those returnees would naturally not be stupid enough to continue to send them to death, and they also followed the swarm to the stockade.
Now the Huihui who rushed over with the horse thieves turned around and ran, and Zhou Yuji ordered to continue shooting, but instead of standing there in a row and not moving, he spread out in formation and pursued in unison.
The Muslims and horse thieves had become lost dogs, frightened birds, and in confusion, they rushed to the village.
However, no matter how fast they ran, they were not as fast as the musket bullets of the New Liao Army, and in the continuous running, one after another parishioners and horse thieves were hit by muskets, rolling all over the ground, screaming again and again.
After chasing and killing for a while, Zhou Yuji ordered to stop shooting, pulled out a long knife and slashed instead, and sent a black flag guard of 500 people to rush forward as a vanguard.
This Black Flag Guard is a newly formed heavy infantry in Moli, all wearing two layers of cotton armor, wearing black clothes and black iron armor all over the body, and even the battle flag is black.
When hundreds of black flag guards rushed out from behind the musketeers, Ma Hongxi and the others who were watching the battle on the walled wall only felt a huge sense of oppression coming to the sky, and under the black flag, hundreds of black flag guards were like hundreds of black ghosts, black solemn, black solemn, black cold, and chilling.
In this torrent of blackness, only the long knives they raised high were the only ones that were not black, but they were so white and bright that people were dizzy.
After the Black Flag Guard came out of the formation, he didn't roar or roar, but just coldly chased and retreated with the long knife in his hand. In their eyes there is no living person to speak of, there is no sympathy to speak of, there are only orders from the general.