Chapter 139: Desperate Recruitment

The discharged shot put can see a clear trajectory, and the front and rear 12 cannons include opponents in the range of 500-1000 meters.

Chen Xie could see very clearly in the telescope, a Houjin officer, stunned as he watched the steel rifled cannon shoot lead bullets flying at high speed, and before he could react, the lead bullets smashed his head, and the huge momentum set off a wave of blood, and he continued to move forward without stopping, without a headless body, and hung upside down on his horse, without even making a scream.

The steel-cast cannon had a high rate of fire and was responsible for striking the Houjin soldiers in the back, while the smoothbore bronze cannon was aimed at the Mongol cavalry in front. At this time, they had already begun to increase their speed, and they had no time to dodge in the face of shells, so they could only rush forward. The formation was too dense, and a single shot was a blood groove that pulled out more than ten meters or even farther away. Splashes of blood, scattered limbs, and screams were long overdue. Soldiers who had lost their hands or feet without feeling the pain fell to the ground with a cry of crying from their wounds, and there was no shortage of them being trampled into flesh by the hooves of their companions.

"Rocket launch! None were left. "The casualties caused by the cannon are just a short beginning, followed by a rain of rockets falling from the sky dragging the flames, this time Chen Xie did not save, the copycat version of the Congreeve rocket, like a javelin with fire, nailed one after another cavalry that was speeding up to the ground, or hit the horses, causing the effect of people turning over on their backs. This round of blows was even more chaotic than the previous artillery fire, and it was simply worse.

The horse formations of the Mongol army and the Houjin army could not escape the suspicion of being dense even if they ran. Shelling and rocket strikes. Hundreds of casualties were caused without aiming at all, which is already a great effect. But artillery fire and rockets had to give way to the fire of the platoon guns.

Rush into three hundred meters, the platoon gun will go off, and there is no need to break the armor at all, it is enough for you to overturn and dismount. The soldiers in the horizontal squad almost instinctively aimed and fired, and many of the soldiers in the two newly transferred infantry teams fired with their eyes closed. Fortunately, the veterans who have fought two battles this time are the majority. Such a humiliating thing as beating out the whole strip didn't happen.

Six infantry squads. It's not so orderly to shoot three stages, and there is a phenomenon in the individual queue where the recruits are in a daze after seeing blood, which is not a big problem, and this kind of thing happened in the first battle. The commanders' approach is simple. A slap in the face. Slapped him sober. Individual nervous falls when retreating, can be as if he did not happen.

Master Chen is right, when he sees some negative factors, he will anesthetize himself. Then filter it out. The main factor in the good mood was that the enemy, who was under heavy fire, was rushing forward with huge casualties. It's a pity, there is no Makqin heavy machine gun, otherwise it can be more cool.

When Chen Xieshuang was cool, Haoge was heartbroken. The Houjin Army, which lagged behind, took Niu Lu as a unit, but it was actually not too far ahead. In the past, against the Ming army, this distance would not have any harm at all, and when the Ming army fought in the field, it would not carry that kind of bulky general cannon or red-coated cannon. The other small artillery could only fight about 200 paces, and there was no fear of casualties falling on the head of the Houjin army.

But today's battle was very wrong, and it was still six or seven hundred paces away, and it had already been plowed by shells, taking away more than a dozen casualties. Then the spears with fire flew all over the sky, and while he was glad that he didn't fall on his own heads, he looked at the formation that continued to rush forward, and he was really worried that there would be some heavy casualties.

This worry is not superfluous, although the formation of the war horses running cannot be very dense, but the successive shells can always overturn a few people. Even if Cheng Dù was killed or injured in this way, Haoge closed his eyes, and regretted fighting this battle a little, even if he won the battle, he would suffer three or four hundred casualties, and he would have to be scolded by his old man when he went back, right?

At this time, Hauge didn't expect the worst result, and thought he could win. Didn't you see that the Mongol cavalry on both flanks, under the blows of the platoon of guns, were already close to archery? The next step is to charge.

Although there were only five hundred people, the white pole soldiers in plate armor had no way to retreat, Ma Xianglin didn't even pay attention, there were already four more rifle phalanxes behind him, each phalanx was more than fifty people, and the platoon guns were raised. Chen Xie was still worried that his men would not be able to withstand the impact of the horse team, so he hurriedly transferred the two last infantry teams out of battle, of course, there were still trenches dug in advance in front of the infantry team and chest wall drops raised by sacks. There are still sharp wooden deer drops in front, in short, they must be protected.

The entire battlefield was soon filled with gunsmoke, as was the case with the war of the Black Powder Age. The artillery kept fighting, and he didn't think about whether to blow up the bore or not, and the two thousand rockets he brought were all shot out regardless of it, anyway, Chen Xie didn't plan to win another big battle. After this battle, it will be enough for yourself to eat.

The rate of fire of the rocket is significantly much faster, two hundred at a time, one round of artillery fire, and two rounds of rocket launches. The biggest effect of this rocket is not to kill, but to impact the formation of the entire Houjin and Mongolian soldiers, and the casualties are of course not small, so many rockets, five percent of the direct hit target is very considerable.

Chen Xie still overestimated the courage of the Mongol soldiers, and also underestimated the deterrent power of the deer bars that were placed in front of the spear array and the sappers rushed to make them overnight. The courage of the Mongol cavalry, which suffered less than 100 casualties, was completely defeated, and before they could rush to a distance of 100 meters, some people had already turned around and ran away. Of course, the main reason for this phenomenon comes from the fact that a certain platoon commander made a decision with a temporary annoyance. At that time, at a distance of about three hundred meters, a guy wearing a lightning rod and very bright armor, accompanied by dozens of guards, looked like a commander. The platoon commander made a decision and ordered his 50 or so men to concentrate their rifle fire on this unlucky guy named Gelen. Unexpectedly, this decision had an unexpected effect, and the unlucky guy was loaded with two bullets. When his guards helped him up, he saw a big hole in the back of his head. When he was shot, Gelen happened to be holding a knife in one hand, opened his mouth and shouted: "Kill!" A bullet got into his mouth.

As soon as Geleng died, the courage of the Mongolian cavalry immediately failed, and even involuntarily shouted: "The master is dead!" ”

The Mongolian cavalry that was charging turned their horses and ran away, but they were naturally chased by rifles, leaving dozens of people behind.

Wang Qinian's side was not so lucky, the role of the deer was only to hinder and delay the impact of the cavalry, and could not completely stop the cavalry. However, under the second blow of more than 300 rifles, the Mongol cavalry paid nearly 100 casualties before rushing to the front of the formation, and what awaited them was a dense spear formation.

The spear stabbed into the body of the war horse, and at the same time as the wailing sounded, the momentum of running forward was stagnant, and it also smashed a small gap in the tight spear phalanx. However, the white pole soldiers are all veterans, and they are accustomed to life and death, so they did not hesitate to go up and continue to stretch forward with their spears, while those behind them stabbed forward neatly.

The sound of puff and puff was mixed with the sound of clanging, and the defense of the plate armor was much more than the imagination of both the enemy and the enemy. Bows and arrows have no effect at all, only heavy weapons can be somewhat useful. But personal bravery has no room to play at this time.

Brush, a Mongol warrior, with the last bit of strength, threw out an axe and knocked down a spearman, but he was targeted by the musketeers behind him, and a volley of guns reached a sieve.

The whole battle became incredibly simple, with a tight spear formation, constantly repeating the action of stabbing, retracting, stabbing again, and retracting. The riflemen kept shooting, reloading, firing, reloading. There were considerable casualties on both sides, but there was no intention of taking a step back.

At a distance of less than fifty meters, six smoothbore guns fired another salvo, this time shotguns. The most ferocious scene of this battle appeared, a small lead ball like a rainstorm, which instantly cleaned a large area of the Mongolian cavalry in front of the barbed wire. It is impossible to count how many people were knocked down. After the smoke cleared, the formation of the Mongolian horse team outside the fifty no longer existed. There were corpses of men and horses everywhere, broken hands and feet, and the screams of the wounded but not dead even drowned out the gunfire on the battlefield.

Finally, the Mongol cavalry, which suffered huge casualties, could no longer support it, so they turned their horses and ran. But the rifle was still ringing, and people were constantly being knocked off their horses. After the sprint, the speed of the horse slows down when turning, creating favorable time conditions for the riflemen to shoot. What's even more annoying is the completely irregular arrangement of five deer in a row, and when you go back, you have to walk around.

Compared to the frontal battle, the battle on the two wings is really too trivial. The Mongol soldiers, who were completely within the range of all-out firepower, undoubtedly became the prey of the slaughterhouse. It is impossible to retreat, and the Houjin soldiers behind them will unceremoniously cut them down. The huge casualties are unbearable, and the smart ones run to the sides, but they will be prioritized by the rifles. The brainless continued to rush forward, and soon rushed to the barbed wire. One of the most painful scenes in the history of the Houjin War occurred.

Constantly rushing people and horses onto the barbed wire, and then people and horses turned over on their backs, and in a short time a row of meat piles were piled up. Tumbling off a horse does not mean death, but death must follow. The thumping thumping rifle sound was like a Hades urging his life, taking the lives of dozens of people without a single sound.

The Houjin soldiers, who lagged behind, soon repeated the mistakes of the Mongol soldiers. The shells were washed first, the rockets were washed twice, and then the formation was chaotic, there were startled horses everywhere, and everywhere there were "warriors" who involuntarily rushed forward. In fact, few of these warriors were not panicked.

There is no so-called fierce battle, in just fifty meters, three barbed wire fences ensure that except for bows and arrows, other weapons can not hit the opponent at all. Although some brave Houjin soldiers shot the riflemen on the opposite side with their bows and arrows. However, except for the direct shot at the front door, the killing effect of other parts of the hit is not obvious. In this world, there is no such thing as a stab-proof suit. I thought that with a time shuttle, there would be a stab-proof suit.

Another salvo of shotguns, after another wash.

Witnessing the battle that lasted only a little more than half an hour, Hauge, who was not too stupid, despaired, and "timely" ordered to withdraw his troops. (To be continued......)