At the foot of the military capital, the first batch of Russian-Manchurian troops to attack was about 500 people, and they were divided into three rows in groups of twelve, holding flintlock pistols and marching slowly in a neat queue.

Take a closer look, isn't this the combination of the Qi family's army's mandarin duck array and three-stage shooting!

The formation is indeed a good formation, and even today's Wehrmacht has always used this formation in the face of cavalry charges.

But if it is suitable in the plain area, it does not mean that it is also suitable in this kind of mountain and forest area!

If nothing else, the terrain alone is uneven and the area that can be attacked is narrow, so it is not suitable for the use of this formation.

Of course, the Ming army would not be stupid, and told the Russian-Manchurian coalition army on the opposite side that they should use the skirmisher front, with the help of bunkers, to advance little by little.

Seeing that the enemy lined up in a line and slowly moved forward, the Ming army was not ambiguous, and directly mobilized mortars and fired a round of rapid fire towards the middle of the Russian-Manchurian coalition army.

Whether it is a mandarin duck formation or a three-stage shooting formation, the key lies in the word "stability", the formation is unstable, and it cannot exert the slightest attack effect at all.

Sure enough, after a round of shelling, the queue that was still magnificent just now was all herded with sheep, and the 500 Russian-Manchurian troops dropped seventy or eighty corpses, and Queen Cang withdrew.

The closest distance between the two armies was still more than 300 meters, and the firearms of the Russian-Manchurian coalition army were not even enough for the Ming army, so they retreated.

"Damn, it's really enjoyable, you don't even need the troops on the front line to fire, a few small steel cannons will blow the enemy away." In the rear reserve, a battalion commander said with a smile.

After more than an hour of arrangement, the formation of the Ming army on the Jundu Peak has been set up.

The forward position was garrisoned by two battalions, responsible for an area of about three kilometers, and was equipped with 50 Furlong guns, 300 "single guns", 600 Ming II breech guns, 48 revolvers (only officers of the second lieutenant and above can be equipped with pistols), and a number of grenades.

There is a regiment left in the middle, which can play a role in supporting the front line at any time in addition to covering the Thunderbolt machine gun team and the mortar team.

As for the last regiment plus a battalion, it is the general reserve, which mainly plays the role of changing shifts, and the task given to them by Qi Hongying is to hold on to the military capital for at least three days, of course, they cannot put all the troops into the battlefield at the beginning.

Just now, the Russian-Manchurian coalition army sent 500 people to test it, but without firing a shot, the mortar team beat them back, and the Ming army on the mountain was even more confident in holding the Jundu Peak.

"Don't be happy too early, the mortar is really powerful, but we are lightly armed this time, and the ammunition we carry is not much, and if we shoot one shot, we will have one less shot, if the Russian-Manchurian coalition forces are fierce, we may have to carry out white-knuckle battles in the later stage, so take advantage of the time now, try to rest as much as possible, and then you may not have to rest if you want to." The second regiment commander Li Runshu reminded his battalion commander.

Mortars have limited shells and must be used wisely.

Due to the night vision, the accuracy of the rifle is greatly reduced, but the artillery, a weapon of large-area destruction, does not require much accuracy, so the instructor decided to use mortars as the main suppressive fire at night.

When the field of vision is wide during the day, that is when the instructor really faces the test, and although the mortar can also be used to suppress it during the day, no one will be stupid enough to use up the mortar on the first day.

The mortar was extraordinary, and it easily pressed the Russian-Manchurian coalition back to the starting point, and in desperation, the Russian-Manchurian coalition army had to mobilize heavy artillery to suppress the artillery fire on Jundufeng.

The heavy artillery of the Russian-Manchurian coalition has a maximum firing range of less than 2,500 meters, and when fired from its own camp, it is simply not enough to reach the mortar team halfway up the mountainside.

However, in order to avoid the artillery of the Russian-Manchurian coalition army, the target of the attack was turned to the Ming army on the front line, and the mortar team was also very cooperative to stop continuing the shelling.

Soon, the Russian-Manchurian coalition army thought that it had suppressed the artillery of the Ming army, so it mobilized 500 infantry again and launched an attack on Jundu Peak.

This time the Russian-Manchurian forces moved quite smoothly, and after losing a dozen men, they finally reached the range of the flintlock guns.

The first platoon crouched down and fired, did not move after the battle, and reloaded ammunition on the spot, while the comrades behind them quickly stepped forward to a position, squatting, shooting, and reloading like the soldiers in the first platoon before them.........

The Russian-Manchurian coalition forces did not care about the accuracy of the shot, but kept repeating this method of shooting, moving forward one position at a time.

The gun-carrying group on the side used heavy firepower to fire scattered bullets at the area where the fire was relatively concentrated on the forward position.

"The enemy has entered the range of the Thunderbolt machine gun, isn't it time for us to get on it?" Zhang Xiaopeng was nervous with a hint of excitement.

From the previous panic to the current eagerness, Zhang Xiaopeng has fully adapted to the atmosphere on the battlefield.

The vanguard of the Russian-Manchurian coalition army was only eighty meters from the front line of the Ming army, and if it was not bad, a little further forward, these enemy troops should have launched a charge.

Although the Thunderbolt machine gun has a fast rate of fire, hitting a fixed target and a moving target are completely two different concepts.

Therefore, taking advantage of the fact that the enemy has not yet run, taking the other party by surprise is the best choice that Zhang Xiaopeng can think of.

"Don't worry, the front line is fully capable of eating all the enemy's troops, this is deliberately luring the enemy to go deeper!" The platoon commander, who was responsible for protecting the machine gun crew, quickly explained.

Zhang Xiaopeng is not a soldier, so he naturally doesn't know the style of a soldier, but this platoon commander, who has been teaching instructors for almost a year, how can he not know the urine of his comrades-in-arms?

1,000 people on the front line, against 500 Russian-Manchurian coalition troops, really want to stop it with all their might, and the Russian-Manchurian coalition forces estimate that they can't even get close to the front line 100 meters, which is a typical strategy to lure the enemy into depth.

"As I expected, it is estimated that it will be difficult for these five hundred enemy troops to escape." The second lieutenant platoon commander asserted.

Sure enough, as soon as the platoon commander's words fell, there was a sudden burst of gunfire on the front line, and the soldiers in the front row of the Russian-Manchurian coalition army, who had just squatted down and were ready to shoot, were taken care of by the instructor.

At a distance of 70 meters, the marksmanship of the instructor officers and soldiers has been greatly improved, even if the field of vision is limited, it also makes nearly 150 soldiers in the front row of the opposing party fall to the ground more than 30 people in an instant, and the remaining Russian-Manchurian troops can only shoot forward indiscriminately in a panic, without the slightest accuracy.

The instructor's counterattack came too suddenly, and the Russian-Manchurian coalition troops who carried out the three-stage shooting had already run out of bullets in the front row, while in the back two rows, some had just loaded the propellant into the barrel, and some had not even had time to take out the ammunition, and there were very few soldiers who had actually reloaded.

After the instructor finished the rounds of guns, he immediately roared loudly, crossed out of the improvised trenches, and charged down the mountain, if it was in the daytime with a clear vision, the Russian-Manchurian coalition army on the opposite side would definitely be able to find that the Ming army that rushed down, all the weapons were equipped with bayonets, which was the rhythm of white-knuckle combat.

On the other hand, the Russian-Manchurian coalition army, their initial plan was to approach the front line fifty meters, and then use bayonets to engage in white-knuckle combat, after all, the front-loading gun is very different from the rear-loading gun, once the front-loading gun is loaded with a bayonet, it cannot be reloaded with ammunition.

And the instructor hit this time difference, a distance of 70 meters, and it was downhill, at most about ten seconds, you can arrive, at this time the Russian-Manchurian troops in a panic did not even have time to hang bayonets on the flintlock pistol.

After rushing out of the trench for more than 40 meters, they pulled the lead of the grenade one after another, and continued to rush forward for another four or five meters.

The grenade crossed more than 30 meters in the air, and before it landed, it exploded in the air in the ranks of the Russian-Manchurian coalition forces.

The power of the explosion of dozens of grenades was no less than a salvo of mortars before, and the Russian-Manchurian coalition forces suffered blows one after another, and they were all stunned at this moment, not knowing whether to retreat, or whether to entangle with the Ming army and wait for reinforcements.

However, whether they retreat or not, it is not up to them to call the shots now, because of the brief hesitation, the instructor has already dragged them down, and there is no choice but to face them.

In the rear, the commander of the Russian-Manchurian coalition army was not to be outdone, and immediately seized this opportunity and once again transferred 2,000 sword and axe men.

It's just that if two thousand sword and axe men want to enter the battlefield, it will take about ten minutes at the earliest, and there are less than 400 Russian-Manchurian troops left on the battlefield.

The instructor counterattacked this time, what he wanted was a quick victory, and there would be no stalemate with the other party at all, and the officers who had thrown the grenade before had already drawn the revolver on their waists.

"Bang bang bang!"

Under the rapid fire at close range, the Russian-Manchurian troops on the position fell to the ground as quickly as cutting wheat.

The huge casualties made the Russian-Manchurian coalition ranks more and more chaotic, and even some of the soldiers who were behind threw away their weapons and fled quickly.

Without bayonets, the flintlock pistols of the Russian-Manchurian coalition army, almost no different from burning sticks, hit the Ming soldiers, maybe they could injure the opponent, but if they were stabbed by the opponent's bayonet, it was basically over.

Before the attack, a small number of soldiers were lost, and then a volley of the Ming army, grenades exploded in the air, revolvers were shot at close range, plus some deserters, and the Russian-Manchurian troops on the position at this time were less than 300 people.

Three hundred people seemed like a lot, but due to panic, they could not form an effective battle formation, and the Ming army took advantage of the numerical advantage to fight three to one, and in less than ten minutes, the remaining Russian-Manchurian coalition forces were wiped out.

At this time, the 1,000 sword and axe reinforcements sent by the Russian-Manchurian coalition army finally appeared on the edge of the battlefield, and the distance between the two sides was less than 100 meters.

The battle ended too quickly, and the Ming army had an absolute advantage, so the casualties would definitely not exceed 20 people, and it stands to reason that in the face of a thousand swords and axes in the rear, it should be easy to win.

However, the commander of the front line, leaving only the officers and men with revolvers behind, the rest of the soldiers picked up their wounded comrades and began to retreat in an orderly manner towards the rear positions.

The mortar team, which had been silent before, also roared again at this time, and the whistling shells pierced directly into the ranks of the thousand axe men.

In the midst of the loud explosion and the swordsmen fleeing in all directions, the 1,000 Ming army finally distanced themselves from the opposite axemen.

"What a great opportunity, just wasted." Zhang Xiaopeng said with some regret.

If the previous lineup of knife and axe men was neat, the Ming army had to pay a lot of price for a white-knuckle battle with it, but under the attack of mortars, this thousand knife and axe hands were obviously in chaos, and the Ming army took advantage of the situation to launch an attack, and it would definitely be able to win a big victory again.

"Opportunity? This is not an opportunity, if you are too greedy, you will suffer a big loss, you are looking at the rear of those swordsmen and axes. After the second lieutenant platoon commander said a bunch of ambiguous words, he casually pointed to the rear of the Russian-Manchurian coalition army and motioned for Zhang Xiaopeng to understand it by himself.

Zhang Xiaopeng looked at the second lieutenant platoon leader's fingers, and finally couldn't help but say: "Oh my God, the enemy has increased his troops again!" ”

That's right, behind a thousand knife and axe hands, there are more torches, although Zhang Xiaopeng does not understand military affairs, but from the number of these torches, as well as the distribution area, it is far greater than the previous thousand knife and axe hands, it seems that two thousand troops are indispensable.

It is not difficult to imagine that if the instructor was not greedy enough just now and continued to attack the thousand chaotic sword and axe hands, he would definitely be entangled by the Russian-Manchurian coalition forces behind him, and once the two sides were entangled, in this way, the instructor's mortar would be useless.

"Master Zhang, get ready, it's time for you to appear, you must give the front-line troops enough time to adjust!" The second lieutenant platoon commander finally gave Zhang Xiaopeng a combat mission.

The instructors on the front line have not completely withdrawn their positions at this time, and even if they are withdrawn, it will take a certain amount of time to arrange the defensive line, and if the Russian-Manchurian coalition forces are allowed to continue to advance, it is very likely to rush into the front line positions and start a white-knuckle battle with the Ming army, and at that time there will be no other way except to transfer the reserves in the rear.

Less than two hours after the start of the war, the rear forces were mobilized, and how could the battle be fought after that?

Based on this platoon commander's understanding of his comrades-in-arms, it depends on whether the Thunderbolt machine gun team has the ability to suppress the enemy forces below.

The platoon commander also knew that this was also a test of the instructor's Thunderbolt machine gun team, no matter how awesome the data was before, but everyone had no bottom in their hearts after all.

If you can't even solve this little problem in front of you, then in the battle that follows, the instructor will definitely not rely on these three so-called "big killing weapons" anymore.

Of course, it is impossible for the instructor to be crazy enough to let Zhang Xiaopeng's Thunderbolt machine gun team wipe out the 3,000 Russian-Manchurian coalition troops in the rear, but he only needs to suppress the troops at the front and give the instructor officers and soldiers in the forward position two to three minutes of time to be armed.

When the defense is in place, the front-line instructor will naturally cooperate with the Thunderbolt machine gun team to drive the 3,000 enemy troops down the mountain.

However, when Zhang Xiaopeng's machine-gun position opened fire, not only the charging Russian-Manchurian allied troops, but even the instructor officers and soldiers who had just entered the trenches all stopped their movements and watched the massacre in front of them in amazement.

That's right, slaughter.

In order to pursue the instructor, all the soldiers of the Russian-Manchurian coalition army were almost crowded together, they understood that no matter how powerful the Ming army's firearms were, they could not be loaded when running, and now although the other party entered the position, as long as they could follow the enemy and rush up, they might be able to start a white-knuckle battle with the Ming army after paying a certain price.

For this reason, the Russian-Manchurian coalition forces did not care about the so-called formation at all, and the soldiers who rushed to the front were already less than fifty meters close to the forward position.

But these fifty meters seem to have become a ravine that can never be crossed by the soldiers of the Russian-Manchurian coalition army.

"Da ........"

With a very rhythmic sound, the Russian-Manchurian soldiers who rushed fifty meters through the forward position were as if they were slammed to the ground by a pair of invisible hands, and few of these fallen soldiers could stand up again.

Following this rhythmic sound, the Russian-Manchurian soldiers could only see three tongues of fire, constantly spitting flames in their direction.

Although it is only 50 meters away from the forward position, as long as these three tongues of fire are not extinguished, no one can cross these 50 meters.........