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One after another, the spear formations of the army pressed towards the right flank of the Ming army, although they began to call it a purge, but after walking for a short time, they slowly became scattered, some people walked faster, some people walked slowly, the queue also began to be crooked, and they had to stop from time to time to form a whole team, and there was no Jingbian Army or the Ming Army's new army as integrated, like the momentum of a mountain.

But after all, there are many people, and the black pressure is pressed layer after layer, and the spear forest is one after another, and as far as the eye can see, it is full of dense spear thorns, which gives people very great psychological pressure, and as the distance approaches, this tension is even stronger.

At this time, the right flank was in charge of the A and B divisions of the new army in Yang Shaofan's battalion, and the new army in Yutian Town first imitated the Shunxiang army at that time, and later followed the Jingbian army for training, and the establishment has become almost the same, all of them are four general divisions, four divisions and one battalion, and each division has 800 soldiers.

Of the 1,600 soldiers of the A and B divisions, there are now only 1,300 remaining, and many of these people are still wounded.

However, the continuous fighting also caused the two divisions to continue to reduce their personnel, and some of them were too seriously injured and could only occupy the position of the Chinese army and could not fight.

The two departments are each responsible for a certain distance, and they are all one in one column. Then the gunners in front and the spearmen in the back, each piece by piece, was spliced together.

They relied on each other closely, and although they were connected by two parts, they were all in one, so that the formation was also convenient for their respective officers to command and be responsible, after all, each of them was more familiar with their own internal affairs, and it was equally okay to fight as a whole. The same is true of the Jingbian Army.

All more than 600 guns. It has been divided into three platoons, because there are quite a few archers in the main barracks behind the spearmen, and they no longer have a reserve of gunners.

These firecrackers quietly waited for the officer's order. They all clenched their teeth and remained silent. Or look at the arquebus in your hand. To prevent the fire rope from burning or extinguishing, the battlefield is still full of killing sounds, and there is a sound of guns from time to time ahead. It's relatively quiet here.

The sun seemed to be warmer, and seeing that the thief's gun array was getting closer and closer, it was already approaching two hundred paces, and in the queue of soldiers in the first place of the first division and the third general on the right, a slightly broken gong voice came out in a low voice: "Do the thieves want to hit our guns hard?" Their lives are too worthless......"

The Adam's apple of a firecracker beside him kept rolling, and he couldn't help but whisper in the same voice: "Yes, it's too ......."

"Don't speak, be careful to soothe."

Standing in the first row, a sturdy soldier of about twenty-three or fourteen years old let out a low shout, squinting his eyes and glancing at the position behind him, secretly observing the traces of the patrolling and pacifying soldiers.

Like the Jingbian Army, the Yutian New Army also has strict military discipline, marching and fighting, there are a series of strict regulations, in case of battle, there are those who turn back to tie up! Trespassers are beaten! Those who saw the thieves making loud noises, and those who were injured and screaming and frightened away, all retreated in accordance with the battle and showed the public by military law!

At this time, the subordinates of the battalion were constantly patrolling, and if one was not good, they might be hacked and killed on the spot in accordance with the military laws of the battle.

The broken gong behind him was startled, and he quickly squinted his eyes and glanced to the side a few times, his head did not move, only his eyeballs purred and turned, one to the left, one to the right, many of them have practiced the ability to see the movement of the officers next to them without turning their heads, and some can even sweep behind them.

Seeing that Zhenfu was still far away, the officers didn't pay attention to themselves, only some comrades-in-arms tilted their heads slightly, squinting at each other, he breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to say with great interest: "Look at those thieves, they are the ones who eat the lives of the guns, and the wives of the Han are so stupid, and they still come out to be thieves......"

"Still talking!"

The sturdy soldier in the first row shouted again, and this person quickly shut up and peeked at him, and several people around him chuckled.

Most of them are from the same township in Tangtou Township, Yutian Town, the first row of soldiers is named Tang Tingcao, but he is a captain, as well as Tang Tingji and Tang Yanfu, all of whom are partners who grew up together.

The broken gong in the rear is called Tang Zhengzheng, but he was born in a coal black, not to mention that he is black and strong, and he is extremely able to eat, because when Cao Bianjiao recruited sergeants at that time, he promised that everyone could eat enough, and he joined the army without hesitation, and because he ate too much, he was often scolded by the captain and the officers.

These people are also from good families, and there are many scum villains in the Ming army, and the soldiers are green skins, but because of the victory in the Battle of Songshan and the example of the Jingbian Army, the image of the world has changed.

In addition, there is an Jiayin who participated in the Yutian New Army, there is a military salary, there are more fields to divide, and the treatment is good, which attracts many good families to join the army, Tang Tingcao and others also joined the Yutian New Army at that time, and also fought with the slave in the bloody battle of Wudaoling in the Battle of Songshan, Tang Tingcao was also promoted from a soldier to a commander because of his merits.

Cao Bianjiao worked hard, although the army could not do like the Jingbian Army, there were some drawbacks, such as the military salary was paid, and the officers would deduct some of it, but because of the strict management, most of them could still reach the soldiers, compared with other Ming troops, the soldiers were already satisfied.

Because of joining the new army and getting back their salaries, several younger siblings have eaten enough for the first time in many years, and sometimes they can pull a few feet of flower cloth for them, and the tired mother also has a smile on her face, and there is a field to cultivate, what is not satisfied? So Tang Tingcao became more and more desperate.

He once heard Mr. Li Zhong say: "No matter how big or small the job is, all can be loyal, and people also want to serve the country and benefit the people." ”

He also said, "One should be a loyal and righteous man, with an exhaustive body and an immortal spirit." ”

He thinks that he is right, although he is just an ordinary soldier, he also knows how to put loyalty first, and he was extremely excited when he heard Cao Shuai shout long live the Ming Dynasty.

Cao Dashuai also said well, as long as you wipe out the Dongyu and wipe out the thieves, everyone can live a peaceful life.

In his backpack, there is also a 10,000-strong enemy. But in the battle of Songshan, the hero cherished the hero, and some Jingbian army formed a friendship, they gave themselves one, he had heard that in the past, there was a good man named Li Youde in the Shunxiang army, after being besieged, he used 10,000 enemies to die with the enemy.

There are also good men in the Yutian army, if this is the case, how can they let the friendly army be beautiful and in front?

Just think about the pregnant wife at home, a tender feeling was born at the same time. Let him hold the firearm in his hand more tightly.

The thieves are getting closer. You can see the uneasy expressions of the thieves in front of them, as well as their rather stiff demeanor, and see that their spears can't be seen from the front and behind them, and the layers of cold light flicker. From time to time, the exhalations of the musketeers to relieve their tension were heard.

Tang Tingcao also lightly exhaled a mouthful of turbidity. Tang Tingfu, who had a big head growing beside him, exhaled even heavier. As if to exhale all the tension and fear in his chest, he was two years shorter than Tang Tingcao, and his appearance was delicate. As a spearman, Tang Yanji, who lives in the rear, is not yet twenty years old.

Finally, the thief array entered a hundred steps, and the shouting voice of the general manager of the department came: "Fire Gun Soldier Prepare." ”

"Ready to fire."

The officers shouted one after another.

Tang Tingcao roared: "Mighty! ”

There was a commotion sound, and like him, the soldiers on the first layer of the right wing all held the middle waist of the fire gun with one hand, and used one eye to see the rear star to the front star, and the front star to the person being hit, aiming at their own target.

They took aim intently, waiting for orders.

A shrill swan sound.

"Put!"

The officers screamed hoarsely.

The battle broke out.

A series of roars erupted with the light of the burning black powder, and then turned into a thick white smoke, and the front end of the phalanx of the first spearmen to break into the army was thinned alive, and streams of bloody arrows erupted from the shotgunmen, and then their flesh fell to the ground with a heavy fall, and the sound of spears falling to the ground with a clatter.

There was a scream, and the thief who had been hit rolled on the ground in pain, groaning in pain.

Most of them didn't wear any armor, at most they wore a crotch, a turban, or a felt hat. In fact, even if you wear armor, such as the double heavy armor of the Qing soldiers, you can't protect against sophisticated firearms.

Even if it doesn't penetrate their double layers of heavy armor, the powerful impact of the projectile, as long as it hits the body, the bones and internal organs of the bullet will still be shattered by the shock, and wearing the armor is more of a psychological comfort.

"Put!"

There was another violent volley, a large amount of gunpowder smoke erupted, and the screams were endless, and the thieves in front of them rolled down again, and the terrible cries were dense into the ears.

Many of these thieves have seen the power of firearms on the East Road for the first time, and the feeling of being shot is really unbearable.

Tang Tingcao saw a thief in front of him spitting blood clots, he covered the wound with one hand, and held his body with a spear with the other, knelt down on one knee, raised his head and howled hard, as if he was in unspeakable pain, and there were many people rolling on the ground beside him.

Tang Tingcao couldn't be sure if the thief had hit him, there was a white mist in front of him, and his vision became more and more blurred, as before, he didn't care about looking at it more, after opening the gun, he handed the empty gun back, and then on his right hand, Tang Zhengzheng in the rear stuffed a fire gun hard, and the action was fast and flexible.

Although the coal blacks can be eaten, the combat ability is still good, and because this piece is the same country, everyone cooperates with each other tacitly, and the firearms are passed in an orderly manner.

There are many advantages of the firearms transmission tactics of the Shenji Battalion, of course, there are also drawbacks, the front and rear coordination is not good, or the casualties of the fire guns in the front layer will be chaotic, and the requirements for guns and medicines are quite high.

Tang Tingcao heard that the firearms transmission tactics of the Shenji Battalion had been lost for a long time, and it was only after the emergence of the unified standard of firearms on the eastern road that this tactic reappeared, and he also heard that this tactic was also quite popular in the Jingbian Army, but after their soldiers were recruited, they were scattered.

Tang Tingcao didn't understand, wouldn't it be better for fellow villagers and clans to get together? If nothing else, words alone are convenient.

Although the dialect in the north is not as complicated and difficult to understand as in the south, there were times when Zhejiang merchants and Fujian merchants talked about business affairs during the Republic of China, and finally had to communicate in English.

Or maybe there is some mystery in it that you can't understand?

As soon as the real gun is in hand. Tang Tingcao immediately aimed ahead again, and continued to wait for orders.

The thieves in front of them were already in great confusion, some were screaming, some were at a loss, some were trying to escape, their officers were desperately pressing, and the wounded under their feet were all shouting desperately.

Trumpet!

Another shrill swan sound.

"Put!"

Without thinking, Tang Tingcao pulled the plate machine again and launched the third salvo. Smoke shrouded. It seems to be going to swallow Tang Tingcao and the others.

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In the incessant thumping sound, the gun arrays of the invading army were overturned layer by layer in front of the formation, and the gun arrays were flattened and flattened piece by piece. And then it came up again. Yuan Zongdi, who organized the troops, showed no mercy. Perhaps, the human life in front of him is just the object of his experiment.

Such a tragic massacre. Yang Shaofan, who had always been calm, was moved, and Xiao Mingfeng, the comfort officer, also muttered: "They really take human lives to fill in? In the hearts of thieves, is their life worth only a bullet? ”

He said to himself, but at some point, the coach Cao Bianjiao had already come up and looked at the thieves.

Of course, the sergeant is not a robot who does not know fear, after the third phalanx collapsed after four volleys of the Ming army, the pikemen of the last two phalanxes were already very afraid and unwilling to come up again.

In this way, three gun formations were overturned, and in front of this side, nearly 2,000 wounded or corpses of thieves were left, blood all over the ground, wailing and shaking the sky, and the hope seeped into people.

Perhaps, for these wounded, it is better to die on the spot, so that it is more painful to live, in this era, there is no antibiotic, and the wounds that have been injured by the bullet are difficult to clean, and the slightest residue is enough to be fatal, even if they do not die for the time being, they will die more painfully in the future.

Not to mention, there are very few knife sore medicines in the army, and even if there is, ordinary soldiers don't have to think about it.

Listening to the heart-rending shouts of those wounded, there are few people who are not afraid, throwing away the spear in their hands and running away.

Yuan Zongdi and others summed up their experience and found that in order to maintain the rigor of the military formation, it was the culprit to walk up slowly and be killed!

Every time the Ming army fired a salvo of 200 firearms, a gun array was bombarded at least three or four times in a short period of time, and there were only 3,000 people in a burst, and in the blink of an eye, there were 4, 500, or even 5 or 600 dead and wounded, how could it not collapse?

How can you get caught up in a hand-to-hand encounter? So he decided that it would be better to launch a tidal attack, like a hungry people, and let the spearmen rush in droves.

The generals agreed, under coercion and temptation, organized some more brave spearmen and sword and shield soldiers in front, so that the two phalanxes that had not been hit by the guns followed closely, and then the three phalanx spearmen who had been hit by the guns followed behind, Yuan Zongdi did not believe that the charge of 15,000 people would not even be able to break away from the Ming army.

Blood and madness were staged again, after a big drum, countless intruding spearmen rushed madly to the right flank, looking at their black heads, dense spear jungle, Rao is Tang Tingcao has become a strong warrior, and he also has a feeling of cold hands and feet, and a sentence floats in his heart: "Endless thieves." ”

These tidal waves of intruders pounced viciously, they were all crazy, after rushing to within a hundred paces, even if the rows were killed in front of the position, their eyes were still full of blood red, and they did not flinch, and the layers of spears and stabs only came towards the soldiers.

Tang Tingcao and his comrades-in-arms next to him only had time to shoot two rounds and six salvos, and then they had to retreat, their madness, even the somewhat stunned Tang Zhengzheng trembled, and when he retreated, he exclaimed: "Raising Han wives, these thieves, crazy ......"

Tang Tingcao was also apprehensive, the first time the bullet could not stop the thief, just like a sentence, when the density of human heads overshadowed the machine gun bullets, the crowd tactics were successful.

"Kill the thief!"

The right-wing spearmen also shouted frantically, passed the guns, and rushed forward, Tang Tingcao only had time to see Tang Yanji's figure flash, he went up, among the fellow villagers and clans, there were already casualties one after another, he didn't want the young Tang Yanji to have something to do.

Tang Tingfu also shouted: "Ah Ji, be careful......"

The madness of the thieves on the right flank, even Cao Bianjiao, who commanded the overall situation, was alarmed, although the thieves attacked together to deal with the right flank, and even the thief cavalry on the other side of Xiangshui also launched a feint, but he still organized some soldiers in the main barracks to prepare for support.

"Kill!"

The two sides instantly collided together, and countless miserable howls rang out, in this dense crowd of people and guns. There is almost no room for physical performance, except for stabbing forward or stabbing, what is compared is each other's willpower and tenacity.

The sound of spears into the flesh is endless, the spearmen in the front row of both sides, in the blink of an eye, each fell a large piece, although the new army pays attention to cooperation, but there are too many spearmen in the army, and they are still in a state of madness, the heroes are difficult to defeat with four hands, and the two sides stab each other. There is simply no room to dodge.

The combat of cold weapons is very brutal. The pain of being stabbed into the body is unimaginable, and it is lucky to die on the spot, if you are punctured or something, the pain is really unbearable. If you are stabbed in the lungs. Don't count it as harmless. Unable to expand the lungs to bring in fresh air, they can also suffocate to death.

Tang Tingji rushed in the first row, and their 600 spearmen were divided into six platoons. In the blink of an eye, there was a large area of emptiness around him, and several thieves he met in front of him seemed to be novices, when he stabbed a thief to death, the tip of a spear slashed through his ribs, directly pierced the air, and a spear slashed through his cheek, and he didn't know if a piece of skin or a piece of meat was missing, Tang Tingji didn't care about paying attention.

He seized the opportunity, used the long soldier for a short time, and stabbed hard in the heart of a thief, because this method could only hold the middle of the gun, the strength was not strong, the spear was almost stuck in the opponent's body and could not be withdrawn, and then he paid attention to the other thief, and he didn't know where to go.

There are not many chances for such a fluke as him, the two sides are densely packed with guns, and the dense guns are stabbed, and the comrades next to him can only be carried hard with their bodies, and there is a fellow villager surnamed Tang who was slashed in the abdomen under his feet, and he clutches the barrel of the gun that was pierced into the body with his hand, while coughing up bloody foam from his mouth, although he is still trying to breathe, he is obviously hopeless.

There is also a comrade-in-arms in the team, he was stabbed in the internal organs between the chest and abdomen, rolled on the ground, the whole person bowed into a shrimp, he convulsed, his facial features were distorted, he was known as a tough guy in the team, he obviously couldn't bear this pain to the extreme.

The first row of empty seats was quickly filled, and the soldiers of the new army stabbed forward desperately, and then the dead and wounded, and then filled, and the same was true on the side of the thieves, and people on both sides kept falling, wailing, and many undead people were struggling on the ground, and the blood was extremely greasy under their feet, and from time to time they would touch the wounded and corpses.

But after all, there are so many vacancies in the battle, and no matter how many thieves there are, they can only wait anxiously behind, and at this time, their crazy emotions are slowly cooling, and some people begin to hesitate and fear.

Even if the pikemen didn't kill as many people as the musketeers, the degree of tragic shock was even greater, too miserable, too cruel, and the look of falling to the ground trembling and falling to the ground every time someone was stabbed was really chilling.

Moreover, because the new army continues to fill the vacant positions, the side of the army is relatively chaotic, many people are trained to train, but the cooperation in the battle is obviously not so easy, often the front row is dead, the back is still hesitating, the new army began to use guns to deal with the courage of the horseman, and the casualty ratio of the two sides is expanding rapidly.

In this way, the spearmen who had recovered from their madness were more and more frightened, intent on pushing their partners forward, so that their battle lines were even more chaotic and less capable of fighting.

This is also the disadvantage of a swarm of bees, if there is a formation, at least you can retreat from the front formation, and fight again in the rear formation, the current situation, it is obviously difficult to do this, no matter how many people break into the army, they will not be able to give full play to the advantage of manpower.

Finally, some of the intruders couldn't stand it anymore and fled in horror, so if the plague was infected, it drove more people, and then caused more people to retreat, and the new troops began to chase and kill, and the soldiers in the main barracks in the formation also took the opportunity to chase and kill, which led to the rout of those intruders.

Tang Ting's body was drenched in blood, I don't know if it was his own, or the enemy's, he felt that many places on his body were hot, and he didn't care about it, he gritted his teeth, and there was only one thought in his heart, to kill more thieves and avenge his fellow villagers and comrades.

At this time, he had the opportunity to grieve, all kinds of indescribable grief welled up in his heart, many of his brothers and many comrades died, how will their families grieve when they return? Many of them treat themselves as if they were relatives.

"Aji...... Aji ......"

I remembered that I stretched out my hand to him before I died, and I could only be careful not to step on him.

His eyes were red and he jerked out.

"Kill!"

He stabbed a thief in the throat.

"Kill!"

He crucified a thief to the ground from the back of his heart.

"Kill ......"

Tang Tingji's hand holding the spear hesitated slightly, and a thief turned around in front of him, revealing a frightened face, he was very childish, and there was only light fluff on his lips, only about sixteen or seventeen, younger than himself.

He begged: "Don't kill me, I was also forced, I still have my mother at home......"

"Mother."

Tang Tingji was even more stunned, and he also thought of his mother at home, and then the faces of his dead fellow villagers came to his heart, they were also young and had mothers.

He roared viciously, "Die, thief! ”

The spear in his hand stabbed into the belly of the thief, and the young thief cried loudly, shouting: "Mother, mother......"

Tang Tingji pulled out his spear, his blood spurted out instantly, and then coughed up bloody foam from his mouth.

Seeing that he was struggling, Tang Tingji suddenly lost the desire to pursue, looking at the flesh and blood battlefield in front of him, he felt dazed, and looked down at the young thief, he was still convulsing, muttering something in his mouth, Tang Tingji listened for a while, but it was: "Mother...... Little sister ......" words.

At last the thief died, and his wide-eyed corpse was inconspicuous in the pile, for such corpses were everywhere, all over the place, and spread far away. (To be continued.) )