Compared with the soldiers of the South Battalion of the Qiongzhou Army, the soldiers of the North Battalion are like being raised by their stepmothers.

All the muskets, Tang knives, military stabs, grenades, leather armor lined with cotton armor, and the soldiers of the Nanda Battalion armed to the teeth with a water are even closer than their own mothers.

It's like one is the all-American equipment of the **** reorganized 70th Division, and the other is the **** millet plus rifle, which is completely incomparable.

In terms of the equipment of this soldier, the Beida Battalion has indeed suffered a lot of losses, Fan Jinyan has any good things, and he will first equip the Nanda Battalion, and only the excess will be allocated to the Beida Battalion.

Of course, this is not because Fan Jinyan favors one over the other, but he has always focused on Nanyang, and when he sent troops to Annan, the soldiers he transferred were also from the Nanda battalion. And Fan Jinyan has always regarded the Peking University Camp as a training camp for training soldiers, and he didn't expect Li Zicheng to start so soon.

Therefore, there is a reason for the large gap in equipment between the two battalions

"General Wei, General Tang ordered your battalion soldiers to retreat, and then hand it over to the last general!"

The colonel of the southern battalion led the nine thousand soldiers of the battalion to a place three hundred meters away from the battlefield and stopped, while he himself ran to Wei Dayou, who was staring at him with angry eyes, bowed down and said.

The southern battalion is mainly based on hot weapons, and direct impact on the battlefield will inevitably cause accidental injuries, so after the young colonel and other soldiers stood up, they came to see Wei Dayou.

Wei Dayou's grievances in his heart were beyond words, and he waited for the enemy to get under his nose before he found out that he had attacked for more than half an hour, with nearly 1,000 casualties, and he hadn't taken it yet, and there was a Nanda camp to save the scene, which was a shame.

However, Wei Dayou is not an unreasonable person, and the top priority is to drive Li Zicheng's forward army into the sea, not to be angry.

"Don't let my soldiers die in vain."

Wei Dayou only said this, and then handed over his own soldiers to order the whole army to retreat and make room for friendly troops

All the soldiers of the Beida Battalion withdrew from the battlefield, although they suffered nearly 1,000 casualties, and at the same time, they also caused more than 1,000 casualties in Li Zicheng's forward battalion, plus the previous artillery attack, there were only more than 3,000 left to fight again.

After the soldiers of the North Battalion completely withdrew from the battlefield, the 9,000 soldiers of the South Battalion were divided into three rows, stepping on a neat queue, slowly approaching step by step.

Seeing that Qiongzhou was replaced by musketeers again, Li Guo and his soldiers laughed and laughed.

They fought for more than ten years, and the Ming musketeers killed 80,000 if not 100,000, and they despised this kind of soldier with burning sticks from the bottom of their hearts.

The soldiers of the southern battalion did not care, and continued to follow the shouts of the officers, step by step in a neat queue, and slowly entered the optimal firing range

"Reloading Ammunition"

"First Column"

"Ready, Put"

"Phew"

"Second column"

"Ready, Put"

"Phew"

"Third Column"

"Ready, Put"

"Phew"

When the Ming army was fighting, the musketeers often fired indiscriminately, and after a swarm of bees, they were all in chaos, and they might not be able to fire again in a minute.

In addition, due to various reasons, the quality of the firearm is often not up to par, and the soldiers of the Ming army are worried when they use it, for fear that they will be injured by the explosion.

Therefore, in addition to being in vain, there is nothing left, and they often put a shot, and then they flee in a swarm and let others slaughter.

However, what they encountered today was not the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who were about to collapse at the touch of the Ming Dynasty, but the Qiongzhou musket team that had undergone modern training and was determined.

The continuous shooting completely stunned the Leizhou army, like cutting wheat, falling in pieces, knowing that the officers were shouting, it was only then that those stupid soldiers came back to their senses.

Li Guo was completely dumbfounded, originally thinking that these soldiers were the same as the Ming army they had defeated before, but they didn't expect to capsize in the gutter.

The soldiers of the Nanda Battalion did not mean to stop at all, and continued to shoot all the way, approaching all the way, and the Leizhou army had no power to fight back.

Also, the gunfire never stopped, the bullets rained down, I couldn't even lift my head, and I was still a fart hand!

Soon, the distance between the two sides was only about ten meters, and the Qiongzhou soldiers finally stopped shooting, giving the Leizhou soldiers a half moment of respite.

But, is it really because of softness?

Of course not.

Although they put away their muskets, they sneered and untied the grenade from their waists.

"String pulling"

"Cast"

With the shouts of the officers.

The soldier at the front threw the grenade out of his hand with all his might.

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

Three thousand grenades slid through beautiful parabolas in the air, and all fell behind the modest cover.

Suddenly, the sound of violent explosions was endless, and the people of the Leizhou soldiers hiding behind the explosion turned on their backs, and they were miserable.

By this time, even those who were still alive were missing arms and legs, and they only had their last breath left.

As the coach, Li Guo is no exception, although he was protected by his own soldiers in time, he was also thrown into the air by the wave of grenade that exploded around him, and fell to the ground fiercely, vomiting blood, and he couldn't survive

The soldiers of the Nanda Battalion did not stop because of the collapse of the Leizhou Army's defensive line, but continued to move forward, and walked unhurriedly towards the bridge boat that was building a defensive cement wall at the end of the beach.

Wei Dayou finally breathed a sigh of relief, and ordered the soldiers to follow behind with cannons, and he was going to bombard the bridge with cannons, so that Li Zicheng's soldiers would all go to the sea to feed Wang Ba.

The vanguard army was killed and wounded, but the last few hundred meters of the bridge had not yet been built, and the people who were working could no longer bear it, and they threw down their work one after another, and rushed behind them, no matter how the soldiers shouted, or even threatened, they could not stop it.

Li Dingguo, who was standing at the front, looked anxious on the surface, but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, what he was most afraid of was the successful completion of the bridge, and now it seems that the worry is superfluous, at least these few hundred meters will become a chasm that Li Zicheng will never be able to cross

(To be continued.) )