Chapter 130: The First Battle (7)
"Arrow proof! Arrow proof! Zheng Guocai pushed away the soldiers who were holding shields to block his arrows, pressed the brim of his hat, bent his waist and trotted back and forth on the defensive line, and shouted to cheer up the soldiers: "The barbarian's iron arrows are running out!" Hang on! Hang on! Their bamboo arrows can't break through the armor! One of the soldiers in front of him suddenly collapsed. Zheng Guocai www.biquge.info caught the other party, and found that he was only hit by an arrow in the shoulder, so he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly handed over the injured to the soldiers behind him.
The soldiers endured the rain of arrows, and the moans and screams of the wounded rang out from time to time. They shrank their bodies as far as they could, protecting their torsos and minds. Fortunately, the number of iron arrows of the barbarians was not large, and after the rain of arrows at the beginning, more of them sharpened the bamboo arrows at the front. Such arrows can hardly tickle heavily armed soldiers. However, the armor-piercing soldiers under Zheng Guocai's command only accounted for two-thirds of the total, and dozens of people only wore mandarin duck battle jackets, that is, this part of the people suffered the largest casualties.
Braving the rain of arrows from the other side, the archers of the Ming army also began to return fire. Compared to the native soldiers who needed to shoot from their backs to shoot arrows at the heads of the Ming army, the Ming archers, who had the advantage of the mountain, could easily shoot with a slight aim downward. The arrows used by the Ming army were originally longer and heavier than the arrows used by the native soldiers with thin bamboo handles, but the three rounds of arrow rain made the advancing queue of the native soldiers much thinner.
This battle was extremely aggrieved for the Ming army. If in the army, regardless of whether it is a swarm of bees, a Franc machine, or a tiger squat artillery, although many firearms do not dare to charge too much because of their poor quality, but a single cannon can always kill a few, and the southwest Yi does not pierce armor, and the effect is better. But now they are alone, only Team D has dozens of firearms in their hands, and most of the other teams have three-eyed guns, bird guns and other useless firearms.
Due to the limited carrying of arrows. After three rounds of rapid fire, the archer no longer uses this wide range of projectiles, but takes a slight aim and shoots straight at them. But the Yiren have just suffered a big loss, and now the formation has been evacuated a lot, and the threat of bows and arrows to them is undoubtedly much smaller. As the native soldiers approached the Ming army's position, fearing that they would accidentally injure their own people, the archers of the native soldiers also stopped shooting arrows up the hill.
In just a few rounds of firing, the Ming army lost eight or nine dead, eleven or twelve seriously wounded, and countless minor wounds. It is estimated that the casualties of the barbarians on the opposite side should be higher, but the Ming army can not afford to die with these people, but the barbarians still have hundreds of people standing in a good manner!
"Officer Li! How not to let the fire go on! Zhou Qian's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were clenched, he stood beside Li Yongzhong and looked like he was about to burst into flames, eager to lead people to rush down and hack the barbarian to death! They turned to stare at Li Yongzhong and shouted angrily: "Officer Li, let the firecrackers go up and kill these barbarians!" β
"It's still too far away, and we have to get closer." Li Yongzhong said calmly, and at the same time pointed at the group of approaching native soldiers: "Firearms are powerful, but if they are too far, they will not be accurate!" Now let's let the barbarians get closer, and it will take a while to beat them so that their parents don't know each other! β
Compared to the arquebuses most common in East Asia of this era, the flintlock pistols in the hands of Li Yongzhong's subordinates were not inferior to the best European rifles of the same period. However, the first batch of successfully developed rifled guns were almost abandoned, because the bullets could not fit into the rifling, causing gunpowder gas leakage, resulting in a significant reduction in range. It wasn't until a certain worker had a flash of inspiration and Li Yongzhong had the idea of providing a complete load of bullets that he successfully developed a paper shell bullet and barely solved the problem of sealing the barrel, otherwise, Li Yongzhong would rather continue to use the previous smoothbore gun.
But the paper shell only partially solved the problem, and the sealing of the barrel was never completely solved. At present, rifled guns are only more powerful than smoothbore guns, but they are several times more difficult to produce, and Li Yongzhong believes that he can barely support the supply of weapons with the current size of a force of about 100 people, and no matter how much, he can only use smoothbore barrels.
He watched the faces of the Yi people in green clothes and green pants gradually become clear, and finally shouted an order that many people had been waiting for for a long time: "The whole army!" Ready to shoot! β
The soldiers of Team D, who had already loaded their bullets and rested their guns on their shoulders, were shocked, and the sound of the clash of armor leaves sounded in the middle of the quiet queue, and after a brief inspection of the guns, the soldiers stomped their feet neatly according to the regulations, and it seemed that the ground shook a little, and then responded with a thunderous roar: "Shoot ready!" β
Under the cover of bows and arrows, the native soldiers who finally approached the Ming army line were less than twenty paces away from the Ming army in the front row. Just as the native soldiers raised their weapons excitedly and were about to accelerate the impact, the Ming army in front of them suddenly pushed away to both sides like a tide, revealing the D team lined up in six neat columns behind them.
And then - "Bang! β
The native soldier who rushed to the front was a rare warrior, and he was always at the front of the group, so he was the first to be hit by a high-speed flying buckshot. As if knocked down by a sledgehammer, a huge hole appeared between his chest and abdomen, and a cloud of blood mist erupted from the pierced abdomen, and he still had a look of surprise on his face, but he had already fallen on his back. Not only him, but seven or eight other of the bravest men fell with him. At this distance, the accuracy of rifled guns was frighteningly high.
And that's just the beginning. The queue of ten people in a row immediately went around from left to right to the end after pulling the trigger, and began to reload at the fastest speed, like the gunfire of bursting beans did not stop, driven by huge inertia, the native soldiers even after a round of guns finally reacted, there were seriously injured and undead let out a sharp scream, and the native soldiers who had seen the power of the Ming army's firearms shouted: "Firearms!" Firearm! β
The attacking team began to panic, and many people simply turned around and ran down the mountain, led by the first person to do so, and in just a few breaths, the originally menacing native soldiers fled cleanly, leaving their seriously wounded and dead companions in front of the Ming army, and before long, their heads would become the trophies of the Ming army.
"Oh! Win! "We won! The barbarian is afraid! There was an extremely enthusiastic cheer among the Ming army, and many people were so excited that their faces turned red, they had seen the power of Team D's firearms before, but whether it was compared to the previous assist, or the short counterattack when attacked, it seemed that it was not as thrilling as this time!
There was no shortage of firearms in the Ming army. But no soldier dared to use the inferior firearms of the official workshops with confidence and boldness, and all the possible and impossible faults of the firearms of the army had ever appeared in the firearms of the army. Soldiers of the Ming army, who were accustomed to reducing the charge and avoiding the explosion of the chamber, could not have seen such a sharp weaponβa design ahead of its time, solid craftsmanship, and a highly trained user.
The soldiers watched the originally invincible barbarian bleeding all over the ground under several rounds of guns, and before they could even make a move, the barbarian had already fled. If it weren't for the strict restraint of the officers, these excited soldiers would have pursued them, chased after them, caught up with the barbarians, cut off their heads mercilessly, and killed them to the ground!
But the battle isn't over yet.
The sword and shield bearers who were arranged on the two wings cheered happily, and the officers gave an order, and these long-waiting soldiers turned out of their horses one after another, shouting and resolutely chasing after the fleeing enemy! The barbarians, who had been frightened by the firearms of the Ming Army, did not dare to turn back, and ran fast one by one, I really wished that my grandmother didn't give me two more legs!
Guan Laoer's face turned pale, he didn't understand why he suddenly became like this? The night attack that almost succeeded last night gave the Yi people incomparable courage, thinking that it was still the year of the Apocalypse, and hundreds of Yi people would be able to catch up with thousands of officers and soldiers and run away from their pants! But what is it now? He turned around, drew his sword out of its sheath, and shouted at the silent native soldiers behind him: "Go ahead!" Kill all these bright dogs! β
And among the Ming army, several Ming army hundreds, hundreds of households were also yelling at their subordinates: "Take advantage of his illness, take his life!" Whether we can go back alive or not depends on this hammer deal! The blood-boiling Ming army erupted in an earth-shattering shout, and then followed behind the companions who were ahead without hesitation, and hundreds of people turned into a wave of anger and collided with their opponents!
The first to die were frightened deserters, or the Ming army easily caught up with them and cut off their heads; Or was killed one by one by Guan Lao's overseer team, after removing the barrier in the middle, looking down from mid-air, the two streams of red and green collided fiercely, and suddenly flesh and blood flew sideways!
Zhou Qian didn't know when he had been mixed in with the soldiers and killed, Li Yongzhong watched more and more Ming troops join this pursuit that had gone out of control, he took a deep breath and laughed at himself: "I am probably the most inexplicable one of the traversers." Then he put all his distractions behind him and shouted, "All the army! β
Unmoved, Team D, who was still standing silently and upright, immediately burst out with a roar like rolling thunder: "Here!" β
"Kill the enemy with me!"
The Ming army, which chased out of the camp because of a fever in the brain, gained the upper hand for a short time and then fell into a bitter battle. The combat effectiveness of the native soldiers was not much higher than theirs, but their men were much more than the Ming army! The thin Ming army paid a terrible price for the previous momentary complacency! Many soldiers had to carry two or three barbarians with a single man, and finally died of exhaustion!
Guan Lao Er was in high spirits, he cut down a soldier who was so tired that he couldn't lift the knife with a knife, laughed arrogantly, and then sighed with great satisfaction, and shouted: "Brothers! Not a single one to stay! The surrounding barbarians suddenly made a strange sound! The soldiers looked at each other with pale faces, and their hearts were relieved, looking at this situation, most of them were unfortunate today!
"Let's kill! Kill one enough! Kill two and earn it back! I don't know who roared wildly, many soldiers were in good spirits, and they were full of strength! Many of them have been in the army since the Apocalypse, so they naturally know the tragic situation after the siege of Guiyang back then! Kill! Only by fighting your way out can you escape a glimmer of life!
Zheng Guocai wiped the blood from his face, and fought silently under the escort of his own soldiers. He regretted it in his heart, he shouldn't have been dazzled by military exploits at that time! How did he have a fever in his brain, and he chased it out himself, and now he is trapped in the middle of the enemy group! He is an old soldier, so he naturally knows that only by fighting to the death can he have a chance to escape, and if he is weak now, there is no way to live!
But just when most of the Ming army was desperate, something happened again!
Like a red-hot long knife inserted into the grease, with A Sentinel as the striker, Team D held a spear and killed it without hesitation! The gun formation of a group of three or five people was very sharp, and as soon as they looked at each other, many barbarians screamed and were picked on the tip of the gun! It's obviously a squad of less than 100 people, but it has the momentum of thousands of troops and horses to move forward!
The native soldiers quickly noticed this newly entered Ming army, and Guan Lao Er almost gritted a mouthful of teeth! Many of them are recognizable even when they are turned to ashes! When he grabbed Tuha's collar, he stared at him with a pair of red eyes, and shouted word by word: "You take people, stop this group of people for me!" If you can't kill them, you don't have to come back! β
Tuha answered, greeted left and right, and turned around and ran away! Guan Lao Er watched more and more people running towards the sharp arrow behind Tuha, a little relieved, I don't know if it was to cheer himself up, or for some other reason, he muttered to himself: "You are very powerful, but now you only look at the knife and gun to talk!" It's a joke to see that you have been arrogant all your life, and then you have to die in such a wilderness! β
After repeated actual battles, the gun formation of Team D is now quite mature. A combat group of three or five people, two by two, covers each other, and the commander or commander of the army as the commander is in the middle to respond. Because of this, a deputy position was set up in the D team. After countless actual battles, the barrel of Team D's spear was determined to be five feet long, and the tip of the gun with a holster was one and a half feet long. The barrel of the gun is a fine hardwood soaked in tung oil, and the head of the gun is made of stainless steel made of repeated folding! A tithe-two combat team, equipped with such a weapon, can carry down an enemy army of twenty people!
The Yi people, who relied on their personal martial bravery, had dealt with the Ming army at most, where did they deal with a military group like the Ding team, which was mixed with the experience of later generations and the best military ideas of the Ming Dynasty? Seeing that there were few people in the Ding team, they all liked the colors, and they shouted with various weapons and rushed forward under the leadership of Tuha!
Liu Xiaoqi, who hit the head, was not afraid, and hit it straight with a gun! On the opposite side, a meaty native soldier pounced on him, he shook a shot, ignored it, and stabbed another Yi man with an unbelievable face in the stomach! The native soldier in the front was overjoyed, and was about to slash at Liu Xiaoqi's neck, but suddenly felt a pain in his chest and abdomen, and a swarthy gun was suddenly pulled away, and the head of the spear was stained with blood, bringing out a large canopy of blood mist! (To be continued.) )