When he saw that the Ming army in front of him was holding the mantis flag, Li Laiheng, who was standing in front of the owl flag of the armored battalion, had a solemn face, and the binoculars were never put down. As Li Laiheng expected, the Changqing Battalion was the first wave of Ming troops to attack the position of the armored battalion, not only Li Laiheng, but also the officers of the armored battalion who participated in the Battle of Pheasant Gang dared to take it lightly.

"This is the battalion head trained by the general, and like us and the Eagle Battalion, it can be regarded as a senior brother." When the evergreen battalion stepped on the drum to kill their side, a staff officer also said: "The praying mantis battalion is the senior brother, the eagle battalion is the second senior brother, and we are the junior junior brothers, it is really like we are in the same room." ”

Everyone else watched the battlefield intently, and no one answered.

Now everyone's expressions are a lot more relaxed, the fifth infantry wing is gaining more and more the upper hand, the front row of the Ming army on the opposite side has been beaten to pieces, and many soldiers have stopped shooting and are lying on the ground waiting for death. The return fire of the Changqing battalion also seemed to be more and more disorganized, the neat platoon of guns had disappeared, and most of the Ming soldiers who were still standing were bent over and slowly reloaded, and then hurriedly sent sporadic counterattacks before waiting for the officer's order, and some people slowly retreated, as if they had begun to lose the fighting spirit of shooting.

"Senior brother can't do it." A staff officer smiled briskly, and the Changqing battalion on the opposite side showed obvious fatigue, and the formation revealed the hesitant military spirit.

"The Seventeenth Infantry Squad fought well, and the Twenty Infantry Team fought well, but the best ones were the Eighteenth and Nineteenth Infantry Brigades." Li Laiheng still did not put down the binoculars, but he had time to start judging the battle situation, in the central position, the infantry of the Ming army had almost retreated to the range of the infantry fire of the Shun army, these two teams of Shun troops began to shoot at the Ming soldiers on the ground, although the efficiency was relatively low, but each salvo could also hit some enemies who tried to avoid the fire of the Shun army.

Li Lai Heng noticed that the salvo rate of the 5th Infantry Wing began to slow down, and each time he took longer hours to carefully aim, to ensure that each soldier could participate in the group fire, which not only reduced the waste of physical strength, but also reduced the tension of the soldiers, and also improved morale by shooting at the enemy who did not fight back.

Some of the enemy lying on the ground began to get up and flee between the volleys of the fifth infantry wing, and more and more Ming soldiers followed the example of these men and quickly evacuated from the death zone. Another salvo was fired, and the Ming soldiers who were still resisting were knocked over again, and the entire Ming army front began to waver, and the soldiers no longer tried to fight back but together to light their backs to the Shun army. The soldiers were already running as fast as they could, regardless of whether they were shooting or not, towards the position of the mantis general.

The drums on the opposite side sounded again, and the Ming troops in the back row, who had stayed in the position of the praying mantis general, began to advance, and they let go of their retreating companions and began to advance towards the combat position.

"It's four Ming army infantry again." Compared with the 600-strong Shunjun infantry team, the formation of the Ming infantry with only 400 men was a little thinner, and this time Li Laiheng saw that the 5th infantry wing did not shoot at the same distance as before, but put the enemy closer.

The smoke of the guns rose from the Ming army on the opposite side, and this time it was the Ming army that fired first, and they stopped and fired without going to the position just now.

After this fire, the 5th Infantry Wing did not return fire, but the Ming army still did not move forward, but reloaded in place, and it seemed that a new round of salvo fire was going to be carried out.

"It's too far, are they hitting trees so far?" Before Li Laiheng could finish speaking, he saw the flag of the Fifth Infantry Wing begin to shake, and the drum also sounded three times, and it seemed that his adjutant planned to leave the established position and move forward.

The herald next to him immediately turned to look at Li Laiheng, and the battalion officer nodded slightly, indicating that he agreed with the adjutant's suggestion.

The battalion headquarters of the armored battalion responded to the request of the 5th Infantry Wing with the main flag and drums, at which point the Ming army did fire another volley, and the soldiers of the 5th Infantry Wing left their positions and strode forward, covering half the way between the two armies, and only then made the first counterattack before the Ming army fired a third shot.

On the front of the Shun and Ming armies, rows of gunpowder smoke were sprayed back and forth, and after two rounds, although Li Laiheng couldn't see the situation on the other side clearly, he could feel that the opponent's counterattack had obviously slowed down again. The Shun army attacked once in a row, and the counterattack on the opposite side became more and more weak, and sporadically lost its power just now; Then the Shun army fired two more volleys in a row, and the salvo from the opposite side stopped.

The Fifth Infantry Wing slowed down the frequency of its attacks again, and through the gaps in the smoke of gunpowder, Li Laiheng saw that many more enemy soldiers were lying on the ground, and more enemy soldiers began to retreat from the footsteps of the front team.

"The Fifth Infantry Wing pleaded for a white-knuckle charge." A herald rushed to Li Laiheng in the smoke of gunpowder: "Ming Kou has lost his fighting spirit, our army can defeat them with a single charge and start the pursuit!" ”

Li Laiheng shook his head, it would be too inefficient to continue to kill the enemy with a salvo at this time, but he didn't agree to engage in a white-knuckle battle: "Retreat, today's battle has just begun, there is no need to be in such a hurry." ”

More and more shells flew around the front of the 5th Infantry Wing, and the Shun troops fired another volley, and then rattled their drums and alternately withdrew to their starting positions.

When the smoke cleared, the Changqing Battalion had retreated far beyond the firepower of the Shun army, and a group of neat and orderly new Ming troops were crossing the Changqing Battalion and heading towards the battle line of the Fifth Infantry Wing.

"My lord, are you going to attack?" Wang Wushuang, the wingman of the Sixth Infantry Wing, asked loudly.

Li Laiheng predicted in advance that even with the support of the preset position, the Fifth Infantry Wing would be exhausted after withstanding the attack of the first battalion of the Ming Army, and the organization of the troops would also be seriously depleted due to serious casualties.

When he first saw the praying mantis flag, Li Laiheng even considered sending the sixth infantry wing in advance, and withdrawing the fifth infantry wing when the opponent replaced the first formation of troops, so as not to force the troops to collide with the powerful enemy forces when they were in a bad state, resulting in unnecessary casualties.

But now there is no need for this, Li Laiheng looked at the brand-new Ming army that drove over, shook his head and said: "There are still many enemies, and today's battle will take a long time, and we can't use reserves too early." ”

"Is this the Evergreen Battalion that fought us in Pheasant Gang and was in danger, is this the Evergreen Battalion that fought to the death in Ningling and caused great trouble and casualties to the eagles?" Thinking of the two battles he had encountered in the Changqing Battalion before, Li Laiheng read softly: "The general always says that our army cannot afford a defeat, and the recovery ability of the new army is endless, and I don't think it may be so." ”

It has been a year since the last time he encountered the new army, and Li Laiheng feels that the combat effectiveness of the Shun army has recovered far better than that of the new army, although the Shun army has not yet reached the peak state before the Kaifeng flood, and although the total strength has increased, many people have not experienced the training of a series of fierce battles in Henan. Although he had actual combat experience in Huguang and Shaanxi, the number of elite non-commissioned officers and soldiers was only seven or eighty percent of that time, and Li Laiheng was still very uneasy about this. Judging from the performance of the new army today, their combat effectiveness has plummeted.

The Fifth Infantry Wing began to engage the New Army again, and after three volleys, Li Laiheng saw that his side had the upper hand again.

After the attack of the new army was repulsed by the Shun army with platoon guns, the rear troops of this new battalion no longer tried to fire at the 5th infantry wing in the established position, but directly launched a charge.

Seeing the other party rushing up with a bayonet shouting, Li Laiheng shook his head slowly again: "It's too early, you should at least walk slowly for another fifty steps, launch a salvo, and then charge, at least." ”

The officers of the Shun army under the banner of the owl secretly speculated in their hearts that the fighting spirit of the new army was a problem, and Wang Wushuang said: "Even if their battalion officers know that it should be as the adults say, they are afraid that they will not be able to let the troops slowly walk another fifty steps." ”

"Then you shouldn't charge," Li Laiheng looked at the front line coldly, the fifth infantry wing began to fire rapidly to suppress the charge of the new army, and the well-trained soldiers in the front row handed the muskets to the people behind them immediately after shooting, and then took the muskets of their companions and began to carry out a new round of aiming: "Even if you can rush up, how can you fight with a white edge when your physical strength is exhausted?" What's more, if there is a problem with the fighting spirit, how can it be rushed? ”

By the time the fifth infantry wing fired a new round of fire, the soldiers of the second row had already reached the end of the line, and the soldiers of the first row had finished shooting and took the muskets that had just been replenished into the hands of their companions behind them.

"Ready—"

Once again, rows of muskets were flattened.

"Aim—"

The soldiers of the third row also retreated to the rear, and the fourth platoon stepped forward to hand over the muskets to the front row.

"Fire!"

Deadly bullets erupted from the muzzles of countless guns, and the soldiers reached back without looking back, allowing their companions behind them to take their weapons away, followed by a new musket in their hands.

Compared with Xu Ping's more admired multi-row rotation method, Li Laiheng prefers this rapid-fire tactic, the consequence of rapid fire is the extension of the reload time, which is not only Xu Ping's rotation method, but also causes deformation of the movement while moving and transposing, and the reloading speed is far from being compared with when standing still. And Li Laiheng's tactics will make the soldier's loading time even longer, and the complex transposition action will make the soldier have no energy to take care of the reloading work. However, Lee Rae-hyung believes that the purpose of rapid fire is to shoot more rounds of salvos before the white-knuckle battle, so it doesn't really matter whether it can be reloaded. If the enemy on the opposite side made a firm charge within a hundred paces, Li Laiheng felt that Xu Ping's tactics were not enough to send out as much firepower as possible in such a short time, and he could probably shoot about three times, of course, about half of the people could complete the loading; And Lee Rae-hyung's tactics can shoot four or maybe even five times, and almost no one can complete the reload. The training of the armored battalion was carried out according to Li Laiheng's requirements, and now because the enemy charged far away, the soldiers in the second platoon were still loading ammunition, while the soldiers in the third and fourth platoons were all loaded with bayonets and ready to start hand-to-hand combat.

The order for the fourth reserve had been given, and the soldiers of the last two rows were ready to hand their muskets to the soldiers of the first row, and the winged officer looked at the enemy in front of him with confidence, and it seemed that today the Shun army had the opportunity to pour all six rows of soldiers' bullets into the enemy before starting hand-to-hand combat. Originally, the soldiers in the second row were still nervously loading, and the officer in charge glanced at their progress, as if it was too late to complete the loading, and then ran forward and handed the gun to the soldiers in the first row: this would probably disrupt their formation when the enemy killed in front of them, and affect their comrades who had already loaded their bayonets and prepared to meet them. This team officer secretly made up his mind that after the war, he would suggest to the battalion officer that if there was a similar situation, there would be no need to consider the problem of reloading even if the distance was long.

The enemy had already rushed to a distance of fifty paces, and the Shun army fired another salvo, this time with an astonishing killing effect, and the Ming troops in the first row were almost two-thirds defeated.

"Ready-aim-"

Before the smoke had cleared, the officer gave another order to the infantry, who had just received their muskets.

The dense muskets poked forward for the fifth time, and all the Shun troops turned their heads sideways and began to aim at the enemy directly in front of them.

But the order to open fire was not given for a long time, the enemy on the opposite side did not continue to advance, countless Ming troops struggled in a pool of blood, and the blow just now seemed to have exhausted the enemy's morale, and the Ming army, which had rushed to the front of the Shun army, began to cower. A large number of men stopped despite the order, unwilling to charge forward to meet the volley that was bound to be even more violent.

"Fire!"

When the officers of the Shun army saw that some of the enemy began to raise their guns and wanted to return fire, they no longer waited for the enemy to continue to approach.

Almost two-thirds of the front-row enemies were knocked down.

The soldiers of the Shun army, who took the last row of muskets, waited for the officer's order.

"Get off the bayonet," an officer of the Shun Army, seeing the change in the battlefield, resolutely turned back to his subordinates and shouted, "all load." ”

The soldiers in the rear row of the Shun army, who were already nervously holding their guns and preparing for hand-to-hand combat, dismounted their bayonets one after another after hearing this order, and no longer looked ahead, but lowered their heads and began to reload.

"Ready-aim-fire."

The officers of the Shun army in the first row shouted three orders in one go, and this time the platoon guns were fired towards the back of the Ming army.

"Free Fire!"

The officer added aloud, and when he had given the order, he took a step back and let out a long breath, his tense body slackening.

Some of the soldiers of the Shun army hurriedly loaded their ammunition, and then desperately raised their guns and put a shot at the gun with the maximum range of the muskets that the Ming army had escaped.

Most of the soldiers of the Shun army were much more leisurely, they were unhurriedly reloading their muskets, the fierce battle just now was busy enough, and now they finally had another leisure time to relax for a while. Many of the soldiers did not load their muskets at all, laughing loudly at the backs of the fleeing enemy soldiers, and their laughter was filled with the joy of being reborn, while shaking their stiff shoulders and aching arms vigorously.

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