He Yilong stroked his beard a little proudly at this time, he had already seen very clearly that the advance of the cannon fodder had shortened the distance between the two sides to a hundred meters with their lives, and this hundred meters allowed those rebellious soldiers with swords and armor to run, and it was probably a maximum of twenty seconds to rush over. Oriental Reading Network also said that the previous cannon fodder died meaninglessly, just letting his elite soldiers have to bypass more corpses on the way forward.

This is a very difficult problem, when launching an attack, the attacking troops should be sent forward at a certain distance, and the time consumed by this distance must ensure that the soldiers in the front line and the enemy are engaged in the battle in about the same number of people, so that the soldiers in the rear can arrive at the right time to pass or enter the battle, through layers of pressure, the enemy's desire to fight is exhausted, and then the enemy is forced to flee or surrender. But the current commander of the rebel army, He Yilong, is the commander of this regiment in the name, but he used to be nothing more than a border soldier in the Wu Army, and the war is nothing more than seeing a few drills and blindly commanding according to the cat's picture, and the enemies he encountered before were all local military households that he still had weak chickens, so that he could win the battle all the way, but now he is not facing those corrupt military households under the command of hundreds of households and thousands of households who only know how to take hoes and do not remember how to hold weapons. This is the Zheng Jiabu army that has been fighting against bandits in Fujian and has rich combat experience.

Although it is said that He Yilong's troops are now starting to launch a formal assault, their elite is too far away from the cannon fodder to achieve the crushing advantage in numbers, but instead lengthens the offensive sequence of their own army, so that the riflemen of the Zheng Jiajun have ample opportunities and can use the distance advantage of rifle shooting.

"Four horizontal rows of guns shooting! Begin! Zheng Zhihu shouted out the order, the drummer quickly beat the drum, and the movements of the riflemen began to become very quick, clearing, loading, completing preparations, arraying, and aiming in one go.

Although He Yilong didn't have a telescope, but at this moment he saw the riflemen on the opposite side so neatly moved, his heart chuckled and felt bad, he felt as if his all-round impact was preparing for these martial forces, but he couldn't say what was wrong, now the morale of the soldiers was high, shouting slogans and rushing towards the martial army camp, obviously the military spirit is available, if the attack is recalled, it will inevitably affect morale. Fighting this thing is about morale, one drum and two and three withered and exhausted, this attack should be fought all the way, if it is recalled from time to time, morale will inevitably plummet, and when the time comes, the battle that can obviously be won will have to be lost, so even He Yilong feels bad, but he doesn't dare to recall the attack, just watching his soldiers rush forward, maybe it's his own illusion, how can such a morale attack be won?

The land is not against Fang Sun Shu, and after the moon is too hateful

After Sun Shu took over the moon and took the revenge, now the city wall of Taiping County has been full of people and defenders, they have never seen such a way of fighting in their lives, in the snow in the distance, the soldiers wearing mandarin duck battle jackets are constantly firing at the onrushing enemy with their rifles, and while firing, they are slowly moving backwards. Although the rebel army was attacking at full speed at the moment, it had to face continuous blows, row after row of people were running and were knocked over by dense bullets, and then trampled under the feet of the people who followed behind, and the snow was stained red with blood, at first a small piece, and soon began to spread, slowly becoming larger and larger, and finally the battlefield snow on the side of the rebel army had been completely stained red.

At this moment, a vision began to appear on the opposite side, first the riflemen in the first row fired, and the smoke quickly obscured the vision, and only the people who finished shooting could be vaguely seen rushing to the back of the line with rifles, and then the riflemen who remained in the front began to aim and shoot.

Now in Zheng Jiajun's shooting method is to shoot backwards in rotation, which is very effective when used to deal with the enemy's full-speed impact, the shooter in the front line will run to the back of the queue to reload after firing, and the column becomes the front line, and then run to the back of the queue to reload after the front line is fired, although the shooter has been shooting, but the whole is rolling backwards and retreating. As they retreat, their firepower will not be disturbed in the slightest, but they will continue to attack continuously. And because the enemy on the opposite side is impacting, the distance between the two sides is rapidly narrowing, and the shooter can shoot directly without aiming too much, and will not be subject to too much visual interference caused by gunsmoke. On the contrary, the attacking enemy is constantly under fire in the impact route, and the morale is constantly damaged, and at the same time, a large number of wounded and corpses will be generated, which will make them feel frightened on the road, and will reduce the determination to attack, and finally lead to collapse.

Now the city wall of Taiping County has been full of people and defenders, they have never seen such a way of fighting in their lives, in the snow in the distance, soldiers wearing mandarin duck jackets are constantly firing at the onrushing enemy with rifles, and while firing is slowly moving backwards. Although the rebel army was attacking at full speed at the moment, it had to face continuous blows, row after row of people were running and were knocked over by dense bullets, and then trampled under the feet of the people who followed behind, and the snow was stained red with blood, at first a small piece, and soon began to spread, slowly becoming larger and larger, and finally the battlefield snow on the side of the rebel army had been completely stained red.

The elite soldiers of the chaotic army no longer have the same sharpness as before, the clothes they wear are not many of the old and weak women and children who died on the offensive line, and the sweat from running just now has now turned into a cold sweat, and the snow-white snow around them has been soaked in blood, and the cold temperature has refrozen the blood and melted snow into red ice, and at this moment they seem to be in hell.

"! I can't see clearly! Zheng Zhihu scolded and held the binoculars, the situation in the distance was obscured by the billowing gunsmoke, and he couldn't see clearly, but he could still see the mighty enemy rushing in his direction in a horizontal line. Although the intensive shooting on their side caused them heavy casualties, they still did not stop, and they were quickly closing the distance between the two sides.

Xu Wei's breathing at the moment was also a little short, and cold sweat began to break out on his back, and now the distance between the two sides has been shortened to one hundred meters, and one hundred meters is basically to prepare for the white-knuckle battle between the two sides, but the riflemen of the Zheng family army did not carry bayonets, according to the military system, they were required to carry long knives, and those shorter bayonets were directly not allowed to be carried by the eunuchs of the prison army because they were short and thin. Now, if the two sides fight with each other, they can only let the riflemen wield long knives to fight the rebels.

"Yielding troops, huh?" Xu Wei hurriedly shouted loudly to Zheng Zhihu, the sound of the rifle shooting was dense, and no one could hear it clearly. Zheng Zhihu nodded and shouted loudly, "Bujun!" The rifle battalion retreated two hundred paces! ”

At the same time that the drummer began to beat the drum, Zheng Zhihu jumped off the horse, holding a slender command knife in his hand and yelled at the infantry beside him, "Follow me!" After speaking, the command knife took the lead and rushed forward, and the infantry soldiers around him saw that the general was taking the lead, and immediately shouted in unison and rushed away.

The torrent of infantry on both sides quickly collided together, and white-knuckle combat was the battle that could test the courage of the soldiers, but Zheng Zhihu was completely a person who was not afraid of heaven and earth. The first few rounds of battle were all played by riflemen, Zheng Zhihu couldn't operate this thing, and he didn't know how to fight, it was Xu Wei who was next to him as a military advisor to remind him how to fight. Now that the enemy is approaching, he is responsible for leading the infantry to charge. Xu Wei was stunned, he knew that Zheng Zhihu was a strong general, but he didn't expect that he would dare to take less than a thousand infantry to directly face the enemy who was charging three or four thousand, you must know that Zheng Zhihu is the commander of this Zheng family's army, and there are no eyes on the battlefield, who knows what will happen? If it is really hung on the battlefield, then who will command this army?

But the current situation couldn't help him think, Xu Wei hurriedly gestured to let the rifleman retreat, but he looked back at the battle in front of him again and again. Rows of Zheng soldiers wearing red jackets were fighting with the ragged rebels on the opposite side with their weapons held high, and Zheng Zhihu, who was wearing armor, was holding the command knife high to fight with the enemy who was taking the lead.

Zheng Zhihu's command knife was a gift from the Oriental Hong Kong Old Court, not only he had it, but his brother Zheng Zhilong also had one. Unlike Zheng Zhilong's "Dragon Sword", his one was a cavalry knife modeled after the Western style, a production version of the 1628 cavalry knife produced by the Dongfang Port Military Factory. But this cavalry knife has made Zheng Zhihu like a tiger with wings, and the various swords that can be seen on the battlefield at this moment are different, the blade of this cavalry knife is not wide, on the contrary, it is more slender like a sword, the tip of the knife is very sharp, and the blade has a blood groove, whether it is used to poke or chop, it is very convenient, and there is a handguard at the position of the handle, which can ensure that it provides a certain protection function for the hand in battle.

Unlike the knives that are chopping next to him, most of the actions of Zheng Zhihu's cavalry knife are direct stabbing, and the damage caused by the knife slashing to the human body is much smaller, and the wounds caused by many slashes on the battlefield look scared to death, but as long as you pay attention to the wound will not be infected, it will basically not die, but if you are stabbed in the internal organs, and you can't deal with the internal bleeding of the internal organs in a short time, the mortality rate is 100%. He was now dressed in a full suit of mountain armor and had goggles on his chest, and he was fighting with three or four rebels. However, the weapons in the hands of these rebels, except for the worn-out long knives that roll the blades everywhere, are spears whose spear tips have been blunted enough to stand directly on the ground, and the battle with Zheng Zhihu in armor is not only not good at all, but also killed to the point of urine, few people come back and forth, not only Zheng Zhihu was not injured, but he put down two of them, and the rest hurriedly jumped away. The soldiers of the rebellious army who saw the battle situation next to them knew that this person wearing a full set of armor must be a strong general, and no one dared to touch this moldy head, so they dodged one after another, Zheng Zhihu ran around the battlefield with a cavalry knife, and after making a fuss for a while, he couldn't find an enemy who could match his opponent. He couldn't help but be angry, and was about to scold, but when he saw a burst of snow and mist flying in the distance, his heart jumped at the moment, and sure enough, Xu Wei said that the cavalry attack began.

The ship is far from being unsentimental and hateful to the enemy by the moon

He Yilong saw the infantry on both sides fighting just now, and he was finally relieved, you must know that he was killed at least 600 cannon fodder and 300 elites before the two sides got close just now, this is 900 people! In the chaos of the army, who has more people and who speaks with weight, and if he loses such a pass, then it is still a fart battle? You can't even grab the loot! Now seeing that the two sides were fighting together, he hurriedly beckoned his two hundred cavalry to quickly start a detour from the right flank.

He Yilong was an infantry when he was mixed in the armed army, and he had never ridden a horse, but now he was a general of the rebel army and rode a horse but was not proficient, so he did not dare to lead the cavalry to charge, so he asked several cavalry officers under him to lead the team, and asked to break through the defense of the enemy's fire battalion. His army has suffered too many casualties, and the enemy's firecracker battalion has become his primary target - if he can grab this kind of firecracker with fast launch speed, high accuracy and long range, it will be a great achievement, and then Wang Ziyong will definitely be able to reward this batch of firecrackers to himself, you must know that among the thirty-six battalions used by the king, there are really not many battalions that can be qualified to be equipped with firecrackers, and he has such a privilege because he has been in the military army. In the future, if there is such an elite firearm, then when fighting with the official army, it will be simply three fingers pinching the snail nine out of ten. At that time, don't talk about grabbing merit, you are a hard-headed battalion, and you have no problem beating the martial army as much as you want, with this fire battalion, you won't have to worry about the rewards and salaries, not to mention the title and women, tell Brother Wang what you want.

He Yilong's cavalry rushed out in a burst of shouting, their cavalry first went around to the right of a mile, and then aimed at the battle set area and charged at full speed, this position is the common flank of the infantry of the two sides, if this cavalry is rushed, not to mention the chaotic infantry blocking the impact, Zheng Zhihu's infantry can not necessarily escape. At this moment, the Zheng Jiajun infantry also began to discover the situation on the left flank, and many soldiers panicked, they were directly threatened from both sides, and their attention could not be focused on the battle, so they were also disturbed in the fighting, and the left flank of the infantry army immediately fell into a crisis.

"Hold on! Rush! Zheng Zhihu roared while carrying a cavalry knife and rushed to the left flank, leading more than a dozen personal soldiers all the way to the top, and pushing back the chaotic army that had broken through.

But at this moment, the cavalry was only about 100 meters away from them, the horses were drooling, their nostrils were spraying water vapor, their hooves were flying, and the long knives of the cavalrymen on their backs were raised high, and they were roaring and rushing towards Zheng Zhihu, everything in Zheng Zhihu's eyes had slowed down, the enemy's eyes were red, his face was full of beard, his teeth were crooked, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

"Ahh ”

At the same time, dozens of riflemen suddenly emerged from the snow, and the muzzles of their rifles pointed at the cavalry with black holes, and at the same time, the muzzles of the guns spewed out tongues of fire and gunpowder smoke and life-chasing projectiles, which immediately knocked the more than ten cavalry companies leading the way to the ground. Although the cavalry behind panicked, they quickly came to their senses, although these riflemen in front of them were powerful, but they had no bullets, when would they not rush at this time? So one by one they opened their mouths wide and shouted, "Kill!" Continue to rush towards Zheng Zhihu's side.

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