The snipers of the Lu army did not perform well in the early days of the war. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoCompared with the outstanding performance of the Fuso Rangers, the record of the snipers of the Lu army can only be regarded as mediocre, and the biggest contribution is only to kill a large number of advance team members in a sniper-to-sniper manner. The radius of activity is limited to their own positions, and they do not dare to enter the area controlled by Fuso to hunt down high-ranking Fuso officers. In the eyes of the Fusang army, this can only prove that the Lu army's cowardice is useless, and the level and courage of the fighters cannot be compared with the Fusang warriors.

However, the Fuso army's tactics of treating the advance team members as death squads led to the loss of the advance team in the previous battle. After entering the total force battle, the Fuso army has no snipers available. The snipers of the Lu army, under the cover of their own large forces, took advantage of the chaos of the battlefield to carry out operations deep into the Fusang position. Less than an hour after the start of the battle, five wing commanders on the Fuso side had already drunk bullets, and it was impossible to count the casualties among the grassroots officers. Even, a brigade that served as a vanguard could not find a suitable commander, and the veteran could only command the battle temporarily.

Unlike the Fusang soldiers, who believed in sacrificing their lives, Zhao Guanhou always believed that snipers were valuable assets and could not be wasted in a war of attrition. He didn't think about how to get these people to kill their targets, but how to keep them safe. In other words, the meaning of these soldiers is the icing on the cake, not a charcoal in the snow.

This kind of chaotic battle in favor of the Lu army gave these snipers a great stage to play. The sniper's outstanding performance temporarily paralyzed the already chaotic command of the Fuso front. After the loss of the supreme command, the Suzuki and Kuroto wings quickly assumed command responsibility by the junior officers, but they no longer had the same clever command skills as they had just now, and their performance was mediocre, and the situation became more and more unfavorable.

If we make the battlefield into a sand table, we will find that the blue arrows are gradually moving forward as the battle situation is unfolded. The black embankment, though still trying to resist, has become a mess of shapes. From a large phalanx composed of countless neat small squares, it has become a chaotic black ant colony.

Judging from the battlefield, tens of thousands of black dots still have a strong deterrent power, but in the face of the advance of the blue phalanx, the chaotic waves of people are obviously not enough to play the role of a dike. The black are gradually being swallowed up and cut, turning into one after another, independent individuals who are not in touch with each other. These individual individuals did not exist for long, and soon, they disappeared into invisibility under the swallowing of the blue ocean.

The battle situation on the front line has reached an extremely grim moment, and the Lu army, which is more prepared for the decisive battle, is gradually turning its own advantage into a chance of victory by relying on its numerical and material advantages. In the Fuso army, news came one after another that fierce generals or excellent commanders had died. Although this is no longer the legendary era of single-handedly turning the tide of battle, the impact of a good commander on the battlefield should not be underestimated.

When a large number of outstanding commanders were killed or unable to command, it was difficult for the Fuso command headquarters to carry out the orders of the grassroots soldiers. On the contrary, the outstanding performance of generals such as Zhang Huaizhi, Yang Biao, Wang Bincheng, and Hu Xiaolin played one after another small high dynasty, and the phalanx of the Fusang army collapsed and collapsed one after another.

The Fuso soldiers, who had suffered from a lack of supplies before the battle, had become more and more obvious in terms of physical fitness and morale during the long period of high-intensity fighting, and the troops could not maintain the high morale of the early stage of the war. The left and right wings were successfully interspersed by the Lu army, and the Fusang army, which was responsible for the operation on the two wings, was broken into several parts, and compressed from the two wings to the core.

On the frontal battlefield, Lu Jun had already touched the ankle of the goddess of victory, but there was still a long way to go before he took off the goddess's clothes. It wasn't until the five-color military flag appeared behind the Fuso army that the chance of victory was really laid.

On the front line, desperate cries for help were everywhere, and it was impossible for the Fuso soldiers to keep a few elite troops to stay in the rear. A large number of soldiers were put into the reserve and thrown into the human grinding plate of the front, and those who were responsible for the defense of the rear were destined to be weaker soldiers whose combat effectiveness was more than that of the reserves.

All the baggage troops were mobilized and formed into an ad hoc brigade. These soldiers included both Fuso and self-appointed and naturalized soldiers recruited by Goryeo. Combat effectiveness can only be counted as the last in the Fuso ranks, and even when counting casualties, they are not included in the calculation.

This has also led to serious disagreements between military enthusiasts of China and Fuso in the future about the number of casualties and gains made during the war between Fuso and China. In fact, there is a big difference between the two definitions of death and the positioning of their own soldiers.

These soldiers are on the battlefield, they do not have much effect, and their loyalty is dubious. Used to guard the rear, it can only be regarded as a helpless move. Fortunately, on the frontal battlefield, the combined numbers of the two armies have reached a terrifying level, and it is unlikely that formed troops will come out from the rear. The stragglers who are lucky to be on the move, or the militia of volunteers, these troops can still cope.

The defensive line in the rear, with no defensive facilities such as horse rejection or breast walls, had been ordered to do so, but it was quickly withdrawn. This is not a chaotic death caused by arrogance, but the most appropriate treatment after weighing the pros and cons. If fortifications are built in the rear, they will be the main culprits for slowing down the pace of your troops when retreating in the event of an unfavorable battle.

After the true strength of the Lu army was revealed, Kamio Mitsuzo was ready to retreat, but there was no civil engineering work in the rear, which was also criticized by many war researchers later. It is easy to deal with it, and if the critic is placed in the position of the god's tail, it is difficult to give the order to build. After all, Kamio knows the situation of his own army, and it is impossible to declare it to ensure that the back road is unblocked, but it is the default first choice of all the bigwigs.

In order to ensure that the troops did not mutiny because of cowardice, not much information was revealed about the rearguard troops. After a series of preferential conditions such as allowing indiscriminate hunting after the war and private ownership of the trophy, the loyalty of this army can also be guaranteed. At least, at the level of the use of troops, there are not many problems with such an arrangement.

Most of the troops who entered Shandong reported the purpose of making a fortune, and even though they could only share some leftovers in the distribution of the spoils of war, most of these soldiers still held the dream of making a fortune. They have no resentment against their superiors and comrades-in-arms who often beat and insult them, but think that they deserve it. Since the Fuso people are excellent, they should be tyrannical to themselves. In the future, as long as you can find a field in Shandong people, you can get psychological balance.

Although they were responsible for protecting the baggage and transporting them, the food for these soldiers was the worst part of the army. Since it is not a combat unit, there is only the lowest level of food rationing. The repeated heavy physical labor, coupled with the food that could not satisfy the stomach, left the mental and physical state of these heavy soldiers in a very weakened state.

They desperately wanted victory, and only with victory at the front would they have the opportunity to participate in the robbery, so that it would be possible to make a fortune. It's their turn to be only the end, but as long as there is some residue left, even the greatest favor.

Some people have already prepared their furoshiki, ready to take whatever they see when they enter the city. But as the battle on the front line began, what they saw was not a signal corpsman delivering good news. There were only corpses, or blood-stained wounded.

As the doctors were all gathered at the command headquarters and ready to be transferred, the wounded were not treated, lying on the ground, wailing in despair. This wailing made the guards' hearts tremble, and they always felt that it was not a good momentum.

The desperate screams of the wounded made the soldiers extremely irritated to listen to them, and some soldiers took advantage of the absence of their commanders to squat on the ground and light cigarettes. They talked about the outcome of this battle one after another.

A soldier suddenly scolded the evil sect twice, and then asked the people around him: "Listen, is there any movement under our feet?" ”

The robe next to him wanted to laugh at him at first, but soon, he also realized that the situation was wrong. The ground under his feet was indeed trembling slightly, like a patient swinging, Lu Jun probably fired again, right? These crazy people, they also want to fire during the melee?

Some people cursed in their hearts that Lu Jun would not die well, and more people clenched their rifles. Most of the time they do not issue weapons, and only when they are mobilized, they will touch ordnance. Of course, you can't talk about your own tactics, but at this time, with a gun in your hand, you can always have more comfort, as if you can really protect yourself with a gun in your hand.

A Fusang veteran who was blind in one eye and could not undertake combat tasks before being assigned to the baggage battalion usually looked like a ruffian in his arms, and even the officers could hardly restrain him, nor could they see what he was afraid of. According to him, his eyes have already repaid the emperor's grace, and he has nothing to fear.

However, as the voice gradually increased, the veteran's face turned pale. He fell to the ground, listened carefully for a while, jumped up violently, and slapped his commander in the face

"You stupid pig. What are you still hesitating about, get everyone ready to fight, I'm talking about everyone! Including the wounded, those who don't want to die get up and grab their guns, cavalry! This is the sound of a war horse! ”

As if to confirm his words, the majestic figure of Albion's steed, and the glitter of the knight's breastplate, had appeared in the soldier's sight. The veteran raised his rifle in despair and began to shout "Don't panic, everyone, aim and shoot!" I was outside the pass, I fought with the Cossacks, and the cavalry was not terrible! ”

However, a group of armed coolies who had never experienced a decent war, without the cover of fortifications, directly faced the high-headed horses and the snow swords, and there was no way to fire calmly like training. In fact, they didn't have much training in shooting.

Being able to stick to the position and maintain the basic formation is enough to prove the excellence of these soldiers. However, this kind of excellence does not play much role at this time. Most of the people have deformed their shooting movements, and they are eager to fire bullets, but because of the tremors of their hands and feet, the loading becomes slower, and as for the accuracy and range, no one cares about it. The reason for pulling the trigger was not to ensure that the enemy could be killed, but to rely on the smoke and gunfire created by the shooting to boost his morale and give himself courage. It seems that as long as the gun goes off, the enemy will not come, and even if he does, he will not be able to see it.

The chaotic sound of gunfire was equally alarming, and some of the cavalrymen in the front row had already fallen from their horses, and some of their horses had been shot, wailing in despair, and fell violently in the run. The knight on horseback was thrown far away, kicking up dust on the ground.

The cavalryman, who was not shot, hurriedly bent down to avoid the rain of bullets flying from the opposite side. Sun Meiyao, the first female cavalry general of the Gonghe, straightened her chest angrily, waved her horsewhip, whipped the soldiers beside her, and scolded angrily: "I'm afraid of a ball!" That's a bullet, not! Everyone, straighten your waist, don't embarrass the Shandong people! ”

Sun Feibao, who was following her, shouted: "Don't be afraid, everyone, it's just a bullet!" Cavalry, attack! ”

As the distance between the two sides shortened, the cavalry's horse pistols began to roar. Compared to the blind shooting of the infantry, the accuracy of these cavalry was far superior. Hard training on weekdays, massive ammunition consumption and sweat, in exchange for real achievements on the battlefield. Even if they fired at high speeds, they could still maintain a high hit rate, and the Fuso soldiers fell to the ground one after another amid the roar of gunfire.

The one-eyed veteran had taken the place of the junior officer, shouting, swearing, kicking and beating, urging the soft-footed shrimp to form a formation, raise their bayonets, and prepare to fight for their lives. Since there are no obstacles, the cavalry can rush unscrupulously, and the soldiers must also meet the baptism of guns and bullets with flesh and blood. All they could rely on was a not very reliable bayonet array.

The cavalry did not blindly rush to the bayonet, but raised their guns and fired at the phalanx. The riders skillfully controlled their mounts, men and horses as one, slicing across the outer edge of the bayonet. This kind of high-speed maneuver proves that the rider's riding skills have reached the point of perfection, and it also proves that the commander's command of this unit is like an arm's command.

"Bayonet array! At Yankee, we've seen a lot. Brothers, give them some awesome taste, and see how their array is still in place! ”

Amid Sun Feibao's shouting, the cavalry shot at the infantry by running. Most of the Fuso infantry did not have time to reload their ammunition, and there was no way to return fire, so they could only be beaten passively. The few soldiers who were loaded with ammunition were also dazzled by the high-speed movement of the cavalry and could not aim.

In the midst of this high-speed maneuver, the cavalry fired a bullet, then hung up his carbine, removed the bullet from his waist, and threw it into the phalanx. White smoke rose, and the Fuso Army screamed in panic, and immediately after, the blown shrapnel danced wildly in the phalanx.

Because they are too close to each other, the damage caused by the bullets left in the hands is comparable to that of artillery. There were gaps in the phalanx, the officers had lost their square inches, desperately giving orders, the fear of the soldiers overwhelmed the hope of making a fortune, and some people had already thrown down their rifles and knelt down to surrender. Others shouted and ran towards the forest on either side.

With the sound of a melodious trumpet, the cavalry wedged through the gaps in a conical formation, and the iron cavalry brandished their sabers and slashed the panicked infantry. The iron hooves trampled through the formation, and the battle flag was ruthlessly cut off by the saber. These special forces do not have the quality of infantry, and at this time, in the face of huge psychological pressure, they can no longer maintain their formation.

Escape and surrender changed from individual acts to collective acts, with only a few Fuso soldiers putting up futile resistance. The one-eyed veteran, waving his flag in despair, hoping to knock over a few cavalrymen. As soon as he rode a red horse from afar, he immediately recognized the rider in a special military uniform, and he could recognize it as a woman at a glance. The one-eyed veteran held his battle flag aloft and greeted the female officer. He already has the consciousness of dying in battle, and he just wants to kill an officer before he dies and give himself a back.

The battle flag pierced straight ahead, and the spike that had been trained countless times was used in the hands of this veteran, and it was extremely powerful. The horse let out a long neigh, and the man and the horse collided. As expected, the impact of the battle flag piercing into the horse's body did not come, and the veteran only saw a huge horse's hoof, which quickly enlarged in front of his eyes, and then ...... and was plunged into eternal darkness. (To be continued.) )