Chapter 213: Battle of the Valley 2

This was a battle fought between the North and South Annan in a valley more than 90 kilometers south of Jiezhen, and the troops of North Annan began to transport troops across the Jiehe River as soon as possible after seizing Jiezhen, and in order to increase the speed of troop transportation, they first requisitioned a large number of civilian ships for transporting personnel.

There is another view of the arterial embolism that also appears every day, that is, every day a strange thing flies from the east, hovers in the air several times, and then flies back to the east. Some of the soldiers of the Northern Army who had surrendered from the South Shore Army knew this strange thing, which used to spit explosive fireballs or drop exploding eggs at the troops on the ground, but now they were just circling in the air and flying away, which made them feel very strange. Over time, a new rumor began to circulate in the northern army, that is, these auspicious ruis will help the north and not the south, and the south and the south will run out.

Encouraged by such rumors, the morale of the Northern Army was high, and at the same time it launched several offensive routes to the east and south, and indeed it was a success. However, it is indeed unreasonable to say that you can't take these cities, you must know that Nan'an originally had few troops, and the South Bank Army, which was mainly used to confront the Northern Army, was completely lost, and only some three or four hundred to one thousand people were left in the state capitals. When they saw tens of thousands of northern troops rushing towards them with murderous spirit, none of their troops dared to confront them head-on, and they were brave at the first touch, and those who fled when they heard the enemy were brave, and those who fled when they heard the enemy were brave, and they could not play a sluggish role in the northern army at all, and if it were not for the northern army to encourage morale and allow the army to plunder freely, it is estimated that the northern army's siege and land grabbing speed would be more than three times faster now.

The enemy is not the enemy, the enemy is too troublesome

The two sides fought about six or seven skirmishes in a tentative manner, and each time the Southern Army fought for contact and then disengaged, so as to avoid involving the limited superior forces in unnecessary battles and increasing losses in general. On the morning of January 10, the Southern Army finally arrived at their ideal battlefield, and only then began to prepare for a decisive battle with the Northern Army here.

As the Northern Army began to attack, the Southern Army fired its first salvo, and the low lethality effect caused by the long distance was obvious, except for a few unlucky bastard key positions that bounced to the ground, the vast majority of other Northern soldiers were almost unscathed. Originally, the smoothbore weapon did not have an accurate trajectory because the projectile was affected by wind resistance, and the distance of 200 zhang was purely a sound, and the reason why the officer ordered a salvo was actually purely to strengthen the soldiers.

"Accurate shooter! Fire! As the officer shouted the order, the dozen or so soldiers fired in a very short time, then pushed the debomb lever, threw the cartridge case out of the magazine, then put in the next round, completed the reloading action, and then placed the rifle flat on their lap and waited for the next order.

The soldiers in the back almost didn't jump, it had been several months since they entered the infantry battalion, whether it was training in peacetime, whether it was fighting, loading ammunition and firing were carried out hundreds of times, but when did they move so quickly? But they all looked at the dozen or so soldiers in front of them, and none of them saw the enemy rushing in the distance.

"Accurate shooter! Free Fire! The officer quickly shouted a new order, and now the soldiers of the Concession Battalion were stunned, only to see that the dozen or so soldiers quickly raised their rifles to shoulder height, pulled the trigger as soon as they took aim, and the recoil pushed their shoulders back. Then they lowered their rifles, unloaded them, stuffed the next round, raised them to shoulder height, took a slight aim, and pulled the trigger again. The Northern Army on the opposite side was numerous and densely formed, and the accurate shooters on this side didn't even need to carefully aim at those who could hit the opposite side.

"Enter eighty zhang!" Some soldiers shouted loudly, and immediately rushed out of the infantry battalion more than a dozen people, pulling back the accurate shooters who were still shooting rapidly in front, after all, eighty zhang distance is not close, but it is not far, and the northern barbarians in front of them wearing thorn coats are estimated to be able to run in tens of seconds, so precious combat power cannot be lost here.

After forming a distant hatred, the ball fought Yangtong Lonely Moon

Due to this relatively long distance, when the long musket was fired, it was fired with the muzzle raised, and the projectile did not hit the head of the Northern Army at the front because of the parabolic relationship, but fell to the head of the Northern Army in the middle of the group. Due to the large number, many Northern soldiers were knocked down in a while, and the wounded soldiers and corpses fell crookedly on the grass, blocking the attack route of the soldiers behind, thus producing a very strange phenomenon, that is, about 100 soldiers of the Northern Army in front were rushing towards with red eyes, but there was a long gap in between, and the soldiers behind were carefully bypassing the corpses and wounded soldiers on the ground, and the attack was disjointed.

The Northern soldiers at the forefront rushed into the firing range in a blink of an eye, and as the order to fire was given, the short musketeers pulled the trigger one after another, and a large piece of iron sand swept across the Northern soldiers like hail, which immediately swept down more than half of the Northern soldiers who rushed to the front, and only more than ten people were still unscathed. But they can no longer bear such a kill, iron sand is different from lead projectiles, which often can't kill people at once, but it can make people lose their combat effectiveness. The screams made the uninjured soldiers feel like they were in hell, and the blood splashed all over their bodies made them even more unable to feel whether they had been bulleted, and they could not be sure whether they were dead or alive.

"Pikeman!!" With the order, the pikemen who were originally in the rear of the queue stepped forward with their spears, and the entire front of the array was like a hedgehog erecting thorns on its back, densely packed with the soldiers of the Northern Army who saw it.

"Shoot!" With the shouting of the order, a thick gray-white gunpowder smoke rose in front of several infantry battalions, and then was blown away by the mountain wind, when the mountain wind blew away, the group of troops in the front of the northern army not far away had fallen to the ground, the battlefield was full of flowing blood, and the withered yellow grass before was mostly dyed red at the moment, and even the soil that had become a little cracked because of dryness had absorbed a lot of blood and became moist at this moment.