Chapter 667: Wasting Ammunition (Page 1/1)

The Changxing army was advancing, and suddenly there was a night that did not take it back. The city of Resharan moved, and thousands of people were dispatched from inside to march towards the Changxing army.

Hearing this news, Tao Lei immediately smiled, the red-haired ghost really came out! I don't know for what purpose, the red-haired ghost dared to fight with the Changxing Army, which was exactly what the Changxing Army couldn't ask for.

Tao Lei immediately ordered the Changxing army to be discharged in battle formation, and the three thousand Changxing troops were in the middle of the battle, and the soldiers of the death brigade and the indigenous recruits of Taiyuan Island were on the left and right to protect the two wings.

Walter led 1,000 musketeers and 5,000 Manila natives to see that the Changxing army was waiting for him, and he didn't dare to slack off at all, and immediately lined up with musketeers.

However, he arranged the Manila natives to the front of the team, and these natives were cannon fodder, consumables used to destroy the Changxing Army array.

After only a quarter of an hour of confrontation between the two sides, Walter gave the order to attack. Each Manila natives carried a silver coin in their pocket, a reward from the Dutch at the time of their departure.

The Dutch had promised to defeat the Changxing army. When they return to Reshalam, the number of silver coins in their pockets will increase to five.

The natives of Manila, who had been blinded by the silver coin, were ordered to rush towards the Changxing army. These people didn't have any formation at all, and they were completely charging like a swarm.

Seeing the natives rushing forward, Varga immediately had the military band play, and the soldiers marched to the beat of the music. This is the experience that the dry wax people summed up to keep the formation of the soldiers intact, otherwise the indiscriminate march will easily disperse.

Looking at the Manila natives who rushed up, there was no change among the soldiers of the Changxing Army. In their eyes, such a charge like a child is simply a head-off.

The soldiers of the death brigade on one side did not change much, but many of them drew their swords, looking eager to step forward and slash for a while.

On the other side, the newly recruited natives of Taiyuan Island in the Changxing Army were only a little moved, and they also became honest after being taught a lesson by the captain.

Looking at the enemy who was getting closer and closer, the corners of Tao Lei's mouth showed a touch of disdain. It was not until the enemy had reached a distance of eighty paces that he gave the order to aim and shoot.

With the excellent performance of the Immortal Gun, it can hit the enemy even from a distance of 100 paces. But Tao Lei was afraid that shooting too early would scare the enemy away, so he started shooting at eighty paces.

With the first row of firefighters firing, the Changxing army unleashed a continuous rain of bullets sixty paces in front of the formation. The smoke of gunpowder instantly filled the entire battlefield, "Bang bang! The sound of the bell is endless.

The Manila natives who shouted and charged suddenly fell to the ground in disbelief. In particular, the bravest of them, those who charged at the forefront were almost all killed.

The charging Manila natives seemed to have crashed into an invisible wall, and their bodies were bleeding and fell to the ground. The enthusiasm in their eyes was fading, the fire in their hearts was getting darker and darker, and finally it was cold.

This is no longer a charge, it should be more appropriately described as a slaughter. The Manila natives had to pay a thousand casualties to advance less than ten steps, and in those ten steps they were already bleeding.

And the musketeers of the Changxing Army did not have the slightest intention of stopping, and naturally shot in an orderly manner under the orders of the captain. Although the smoke of gunpowder filled the front of the formation and blocked their view, the feeling formed in long-term training and actual combat still made them shoot forward.

There are no soldiers of the death brigade on the flanks, and the hand-to-hand killings are much bloodier than the situation here. But the indigenous recruits on the other side couldn't stand it anymore, and many of the recruits were stimulated by the bloody "Wow! "Spit up.

Although they also often hunted and participated in inter-tribal battles, it was the first time they had seen slaughtering enemies like this. Seeing those enemies tremble under the storm of metal, their hearts beat with the frequency of the shots.

Soon the Manila natives could not resist it, and it is unknown who was the first to drop their weapons and turn and flee. Then came the second, the third.......

Walter couldn't see very clearly from the rear of the ranks, but he could already hear from the incessant banging of the guns in front of him that the Changxing Army was not weak at all.

The interval between each shot is only about twenty seconds, and such an army in Europe can be regarded as a well-trained elite.

Knowing that at this moment, he put away his contempt and cheered up to pay attention to the battle situation ahead. He wasn't at all surprised when he saw the defeat of the Manila natives.

If you can not retreat under this kind of blow, it is not the natives, but a group of dead soldiers who regard death as home. But when he saw the natives rushing towards them, Walter was not calm.

He immediately ordered the advance to be halted, and a thousand dried silk soldiers were immediately lined up to meet the battle. Walter himself came to the front of the group and shouted at the Manila natives to flee to their sides and not to storm the array of musketeers.

The panicked natives did not hear Walter's shouts clearly, and Walter shook his head helplessly, waved his hand at the musketeer, and gave the order to fire.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! The sound of shooting was incessant, and the Manila natives who were running back were immediately knocked down. The natives of Manila panicked all at once, why did their master shoot them?

In just a moment's effort, hundreds of Manila natives were defeated. It wasn't until one of the natives fled to both sides that the rest of the natives immediately fled to both sides.

It wasn't until the Manila natives, caught in the middle, ran clean that the two teams moved on. After the natives fled, the Changxing army stopped firing and did not give the order to continue advancing until the smoke had cleared a little.

They soon saw a thousand-strong army of dried wax, and these soldiers in dark blue uniforms were marching forward in a neat line.

The group of soldiers did not squint, their eyes seemed to be unfocused, and they followed the command as they walked forward. Ignoring the Changxing Army soldiers in front of him, their expressions were indifferent and solemn.

Tao Lei didn't know if his team could withstand the test of shooting at the dry wax people, so he ordered to stop advancing at a hundred steps.

If you have advanced weapons, you don't have to fight hard with your opponent, that's a fool's behavior, so Tao Lei decisively ordered to fire at a distance of 100 steps.

Walter saw the soldiers of the Changxing Army raise their guns more than a hundred meters, and there was a burst of disdain in his heart at the moment. At the same time, he overturned his own judgment, the Changxing Army in front of him was just a group of rookies, and the officer was even more of a fool.

The effective range of the arquebus is up to fifty paces, and at such a distance the bullet does not know how much to deviate. So fifty yards of the main European combat distance is thirty paces.

The enemy opened fire at such a distance, which was a complete waste of ammunition.

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