Seeing a light cavalry stepping on several people and rushing into the formation, Lin Yifan quickly dragged it sideways, and pulled the light cavalry off the horse.

The cavalry fell heavily on the grass, and Lin Yifan grabbed the opponent's scimitar and pressed it the neck, and blood splattered.

Throwing away the scimitar, Lin Yifan, who was holding a cane, looked at the situation around him.

Some of the cavalry rushed directly into the square formation, some were picked off their horses by bayonets on the spot, but many more were killed or knocked off their horses by a volley.

The carcass of the horse rushed into the phalanx with inertia, which caused chaos.

"Hold it again! Bayonets in the front, reload in the rear, don't let them break through! ”

Lin Yifan, who was relieved, raised his cane and shouted.

More than twenty light cavalry died, and the remaining group of cavalry was helpless against this hedgehog phalanx, turned around and ran around, but did not find a breakthrough.

Watching the cavalry circling in all directions, they also tried to attack the infantry with their scimitars, and some of them held old short muskets on their horses and shot at the redshirts with their faces close to them.

I see a gun pointed at you, but you can't move it, the war of this era is not ordinary cruelty.

Lin Yifan picked up a smoothbore gun from the corpse and looked at the cavalry who were still running around the phalanx.

"Free fire!"

In an instant, soldiers from the other three directions began to pour projectiles. Some of the light cavalry were shot off the spot, and some of the redshirts ventured out of the phalanx, their bayonets piercing the cavalry's side.

After all, it was not the era of the Middle Ages when cavalry completely suppressed the infantry, and the infantry at this time used the spear as the spear, the gun as the bow, and the rifle with the bayonet was very competent for the ability of both weapons.

The cavalry of the eighteenth century dared to charge the infantry head-on, it was simply looking for death. It's just that this group of cavalry played all the way to the wind and collected a lot of heads to kill the red eye.

Facing the hedgehog phalanx commanded by Lin Yifan, this cavalry squad of more than fifty people was quickly defeated.

The soldiers beside him saw the retreating light cavalry, and immediately raised their guns and cheered.

However, there was no trace of joy on Lin Yifan's face, that small group of cavalry was defeated, but the North American Continental Army, which was densely packed behind them, was coming and going here in rows!

"Disband the formation, reload on the spot, and run!"

Not carried away by Xiao Sheng, Lin Yifan stuck the gun on the ground, poured gunpowder into the muzzle of the gun and stuffed it into a small cotton cloth, then put the round lead bullet into it, and laboriously stuffed the bullet into the chamber with a whole strip.

In this era, loading ammunition was so troublesome, after pouring gunpowder and then stuffing into the projectile, it was necessary to use an iron bar to compact the gunpowder underneath.

Pulling out the tong, Lin Yifan picked up the smoothbore gun and said, "Withdraw!" ”

Always keep reloading and retreating, so as not to be caught up by the enemy and have no guns and no bullets.

While running Lin Yifan, he scolded secretly: "What the hell, it's the first time I've seen a reincarnation in an eighteenth-century movie." I'm afraid most people don't know what the wars are like in this age. ”

Lin Yifan couldn't help but rejoice that he had been in contact with Qing opera when he was a dragon before, and he had played a pigtail soldier carrying a musket. Then I played a game of "Assassin's Creed 3" on the Internet, and barely understood some things during this period.

This era, including the well-known "Pirates of the Caribbean", sail warships bombarding each other at sea, and the magnificent voyage, are all products of this era.

"Damn, where the hell have they gone?" Lin Yifan looked around while running, and all the Western faces did not see an East Asian face.

At this time, Lin Yifan patted a soldier next to him: "Where are we now?" ”

"Report sir, we're just outside of Charleston!"

Hearing this, Lin Yifan was dumbfounded. It is now located in the eastern part of the United States, South Carolina, outside of Charleston...... Isn't this about to be pushed into the sea by the Yankees?

The person who commanded on the opposite side was probably the arbiter, and Zhou Xin said that he chose a reincarnation that was beneficial to the arbiter group, and it was true.

At least the end of this movie and history is that the British are pushed into the sea, but now because of the arrival of the reincarnation, it seems that there is a defeat in advance.

Lin Yifan was running wildly, and when they climbed over a small hill and went down, the scene in front of them almost didn't scare people.

The entire horizon is full of red shirts, and the rice flag of the United Kingdom of Great Britain is flying.

"Sir......

The soldiers beside him began to wonder and even stopped, because the friendly soldiers on the opposite side were actually pointing at them.

And Lin Yifan, who was running wildly, did not stop, but shouted after being slightly stunned: "Follow me!" Lead the enemy to the front of the battle, and lie down at any time at my command! ”

With a group of routs rushing towards the friendly position, when the blue military uniform appeared on the hill behind him, Lin Yifan shouted: "Get down!" "

Almost at the same time, hundreds of red figures rushed forward, and the North American Continental Army, which was less than fifty meters behind, had not yet reacted.

Bang bang bang!

Thousands of smoothbore guns fired at the same time, and the smoke that spewed out almost choked Lin Yifan to death, and the gunpowder that did not burn enough flew around, dotting Lin Yifan's skin and burning a few small red spots.

Covering his nose and looking back, the hill behind him was full of corpses rolling down.

After the friendly army completed a round of salvos, Lin Yifan raised his cane: "Run!" ”

Walking through the positions of the friendly forces with the routed soldiers, Lin Yifan raised his cane and gathered the soldiers who had followed all the way.

After coming to the rear of the friendly troops, Lin Yifan was able to catch his breath for a while, looking at the rows of redshirt soldiers in front of him.

Several of the officers rode tall horses and sabers in command of the ranks, while the men wore the uniforms of royal officers but wore East Asian faces.

"Sure enough, it's the reincarnation who is in charge."

Lin Yifan muttered, but the front of the North American Continental Army on the opposite side also pressed over.

The soldiers on both sides lined up neatly, and the British soldiers wore gorgeous military uniforms and held their heads high. Some of the officers even wore silver wigs, like gentlemen.

The North American Continental Army, wearing blue and red-edged uniforms, is not as elegant as the British army, but it also looks very glamorous.

The war of this period is also called a gentleman's game.

Both sides have their soldiers line up to shoot at each other, or they must carry the projectiles fired by the other side and move forward with their comrades.

This time, the British did not immediately open fire when they finished loading, but looked at the Continental Army of North America that was getting closer.

The Continental Army of North America, which came down from the hills, marched down in a row with drums and music.

The British reincarnation on the horse raised his saber: "Ready!" ”

Thousands of people, a whole platoon of guns laid flat at the enemy in front, waiting for the commander's order.

Looking at the approaching North American Army, the officer waved his saber violently: "Shoot!" ”

With a salvo, the North American Continental Army, which was walking forward, instantly fell a row of people, and in the white smoke of the salvo, nearly a hundred people fell, while their teammates stepped on their bodies and continued to walk.

"Charge!"

White-knuckle combat after a close-range salvo, a typical tactic of this period.

The North American Continental Army on the opposite side was not stupid, and immediately asked people to put the vacant positions on the top, raise their guns and point their guns at the charging Red Shirts, and there was another burst of dense firearms.

The redshirts who ran wildly fell down in an instant, and the corpses were still churning on the grass a few times according to inertia.

Just as the soldiers of the two armies were about to start a white-knuckle battle, suddenly the flank war horses neighed, and a female officer on a war horse led a group of cavalry to suddenly kill the enemy flank.

His hair fluttered, his eyes flashed with murder, and the Muramasa Demon Knife in his hand was stained with blood, which was the disappeared Poison Island Son.