"It's coming, it's coming, the enemy is coming!" Kong Zhao let out a high-pitched cry and pointed ahead with his hand.

As he spoke, the enemy's infantry phalanx had advanced to a position of five hundred paces, and it only took a few moments to make contact with the Qing soldiers.

The ranks of the Qing army began to be chaotic, some people wanted to draw bows, some people wanted to find shields, and some people wanted to kill.

Ah Shan couldn't look at this incredible scene in disbelief, in a trance, the Ming army in front of him was like a mirage on the level of Denglai and Laihai, it was so illusory and unreal.

No matter how many arrows you shoot, all you hit is a phantom.

What could be more frustrating than doing such useless work?

Impossible, impossible, the enemy is also a mortal in the flesh, and if he is hit by an arrow, he will bleed, he will hurt, and he will die, so I don't believe that they are useless. Let me show you today, is it the arrows of my warriors who built the state, or do you have more blood?

Ah Shan stretched out his red tongue and licked his lips that were dry because of nervousness, and shouted: "Calm, calm, everyone listen, bow flat, flat shot!" ”

His eyes were red with anger: "Look carefully, look carefully, I don't believe that they are King Kong's incorruptible body!" ”

"Bow flat

！ ”

"Bow flat!"

Hearing Ahsan's roar, the team perked up a little, and the archers in the front row all walked with their bows wide open, pointing flat ahead.

However, Ahsan's instruction is a bit problematic. If the enemy is still far away, the bow and arrow can also be fired. But if they get closer, the archers behind are blocked by their comrades in front of them, and they can't shoot at all. In this way, the archers who can really shoot can only be in the front row, and such a shooting effect is naturally not worth mentioning.

The question arises again, some people may ask, since the back row cannot shoot, why not let the shooter in front crouch down, isn't this how the musketeers are played?

In fact, this question is not difficult to answer, drawing a bow and archery, especially an infantry bow, is not only a technical work, but also a strength work. A soldier who can be an archer does not have the strength on his shoulders? The Scottish longbowmen in the Middle Ages, because of the long-term stringing, the physical burden was too great, and after a few years of soldiering, they all fell into the problem of spinal deformation.

To draw a stone infantry bow, not only must use the strength of the upper arms and waist, but also the lower plate. Squatting down, I can't eat at all, and I can't pull the bow.

In fact, Ah Shan also knew that there was not much point in flat shooting, but just now, the Qing army fired two rounds, and the enemy's position was not chaotic at all, giving people an illusory and unreal feeling. As a result, the military spirit of the Qing army has begun to waver.

Now, this morale can only be restored by relying on flat fire, shooting down two enemies first, and letting the soldiers see blood.

Seeing the archers in the front row of the Qing army flatten the big bow, the boy who was beating the drum suddenly stopped. The forest of spears in the back row instantly moved forward, engulfing him completely.

The drums are still ringing, still ringing, and the beating makes people's brains hurt for a while.

"Put!"

A row of feathered arrows burst out of the air, scattered in front of the two armies, and instantly shot at the spearmen of the Ningxiang Army who were walking in front.

Blood splashed, shining brightly in the sun, and a platoon of Ningxiang troops fell.

"Ahem, I thought they were immortal, it turns out that they will also be injured and die!" Ahsan couldn't help but pat his thigh, relieved.

But the next scene made his mouth open wide, and after the group fell, not a single one let out a scream

。 The spearmen in the back row also turned a deaf ear to the casualties of their comrades in front of them, and at the same time took a step forward to fill the gap, still moving forward unhurriedly.

"Put!"

"Put!"

"Put!"

In the command of the Qing Dynasty officer, another row of spearmen of the Ningxiang Army fell to the ground.

At this time, they had already walked two hundred steps away from the Qing army's main array, and they could already clearly see the numb expressions on their faces.

On the open land behind the Ningxiang Army, dozens of dead and wounded soldiers lay horizontally. But it turned out that the previous hanging shot still had results. But the enemy is not chaotic, just not chaotic, these soldiers are crazy, are they not afraid of death?

A chill rose from the hearts of Qing soldiers at the same time, and under the strong psychological pressure, everyone was shocked in their hearts. In particular, the soldiers of the Han Army Banner have begun to subconsciously retreat.

A Shan had cold sweat pouring out of his forehead: "Resist, resist, supervise the team, supervise the team, if there is anyone who retreats, cut it, and cut it if it disturbs our army's formation!" ”

Ah Shan: "Kong Zhao, put your troops in order, we are ready to attack!" ”

Yes, the morale has been depressed, if it is not the Eight Banners Army, it is a strong army of the first rank in the world, and there are strict military laws. If you change to other troops, I am afraid that before I have come into contact with the enemy, I will be frightened and collapse first.

But it is not a way to let the enemy show off his might in front of our army, and besides, when has the proud Manbaqi suffered such a humiliation.

Ahsan decided to attack: bastard things, lowly Han dogs, and less mushy people. A real hero, you have to see the real chapter with a knife and a gun, let me show you what my warriors of the Eight Banners look like today?

He pulled out a jujube stick wrapped in iron at both ends and waved it in the air, making a dull sound of wind.

Then he jumped off his horse, strode forward, stood directly at the front of the line and rushed forward with a shout.

Behind him were more than a hundred real Manchurian Eight Banner Army. For the spirit of the army, the banner soldier, the soul of the army, good steel should be used on the blade. Ah San decided to use the best 100 people on hand at the first time, and completely crushed the enemy's tight formation into powder.

Seeing the enemy roaring towards him, an order was given, and the Ningxiang army stood still at the same time, and thousands of spears were flattened at the same time

。 Behind it were the muzzles of countless black holes, quietly waiting for the first wave of the enemy's attack.

Sun Yuan sat on the saddle and nodded in satisfaction. The enemy's rain of arrows just now killed and injured at least hundreds of Ningxiang sergeants. If it were any army in this world, it would pay such a large number of casualties, but I am afraid that it will be chaotic. On the battlefield, the soldier's nerves are highly tense and he knows that the closer he gets to the enemy, the higher the chance of being killed by an arrow. Therefore, the soldiers of many units will subconsciously slow down and dodge.

But none of his own soldiers showed even the slightest fear, and they moved forward so mechanically numbly.

This is what characterizes the modern army, this is the modern killing machine.

After a long period of training, the sense of discipline and honor has been deeply rooted in the blood of every soldier. There are strict rules for sitting and standing in the barracks, and when they go to the battlefield, it has become their subconscious to order and prohibit.

Yes, the fear of instructors and military law sometimes surpasses death.

In this battle, our army had the absolute upper hand in terms of military strength, discipline, and psychology.

In this battle, the Ningxiang Army won it.

"Steady!"

"Steady!"

"Steady!"

……

Sun Yuan raised his hand: "Musketeer, aim!" ”

At this time, a muffled thunder suddenly sounded in the sky. At this moment, almost everyone on the battlefield looked up at the same time and subconsciously glanced up at the sky. I don't know when, the scorching sun in the sky has been shrouded in a large cloud of darkness.

The dense clouds are not raining, and the face changes really quickly this summer, and I see that a big storm is coming.

The battle must be resolved in the shortest possible time, otherwise the wind and rain together, how else will the muskets shoot.

Without short-range firepower coverage, the Ningxiang Army's spear musket phalanx seemed to be lame.

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