Chapter 120: My Lord, Times Have Changed
Whether it is An Shouzhong on the rebel side or Guo Ziyi on the side of the imperial army, they have never seen such an army.
The two of them coincidentally muttered in their hearts, is this also the army?
The soldiers appeared to be brightly dressed, unarmoured, and carrying weapons on their shoulders that closely resembled spears; There is also a pear orchard team blowing and playing on the side, and those who don't know think it's a team that came to greet relatives.
"Dashuai, where did this grass platform team come from?" An Shouzhong's soldiers pointed to the Tiance army coming from afar, and looked at their expressions, as if they couldn't understand what kind of breed this was.
You say he's not an army, he's still armed with weapons; You say he's an army, he doesn't wear armor and blows and blows......
An Shouzhong's face is solemn, as the head coach, any wind and grass should not be taken lightly, especially now that the two sides are in a balance of power.
Soon he had a judgment, and he said to the herald beside him: "Pass my commander's order, inform Zhang Tongru, and lead his rear army to prepare for battle!" β
Ancient warfare was not as modern people think, but divided into several parts, the front and back, the left and right, generally the front army engaged, other troops as reserves, and most of the defeat was caused by the collapse of the front army caused a chain reaction.
Therefore, An Shouzhong has ample reserves to deal with the current situation.
The herald was ordered to go, and the army member said with a smile: "The last general thought that you were invited by the marshal to celebrate our big defeat of the Tang army, but it turned out to be the rescuer invited by Guo Ziyi's old man." β
"Yes, Guo Ziyi's old man's reinforcements, Ben Shuai thought he would go to invite the Hui people," An Shouzhong smiled: "The only one I am afraid of is to return to the Su Jing Cavalry!" Now that Hui Jingqi is not here, no matter how many people he comes, they are all delivering food! β
Zhang Tongru received the commander's order, and with more than 6,000 horses from his headquarters, he lined up in front of him to prepare for the battle.
Guo Ziyi, who was in the distance, looked at the reinforcements that were slowly moving forward, and couldn't help but sweat.
"Guo Shuai, this ...... Will this work? Li Yu asked worriedly: "This king has never seen such an army, and he doesn't even wear armor, can he fight?" β
"I believe in Emperor Taizong, besides, although they are not wearing armor, they have a neat military formation and a strict march, and they can't be successful unless they are the elite of a hundred battles."
Guo Ziyi twisted his beard to look like an old god and gave Li Yu a reassuring pill, but he was also fetching water in fifteen buckets in his heart - seven up and eight down.
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After arranging the formation, Zhang Tongru looked at the enemy troops who were neatly lined up and dressed "colorfully" on the opposite side, and he also felt very strange. Tian Ganzhen beside him looked at these blowing and beating grass platform teams, and laughed out loud for no reason.
"Lao Tian, what are you laughing at?" Zhang Tongru actually wanted to laugh, but after all, as the head coach, his emotions should not be exposed to affect morale.
Tian Ganzhen smiled: "I'm laughing that Guo Ziyi is unavailable, and under the poor skills of Qian donkey, why don't you send such a troupe to welcome us and others to kill Fengxiang and capture Li Heng alive?" β
"Don't underestimate the enemy." Although Zhang Tongru said this, the contempt in his eyes could not be concealed.
Since the army was raised, the battle against the Tang army was almost repeated victories, and arrogance gradually arose within the rebels. The recent defeat was also considered by the generals to be the aftermath of An Lushan's death, and when An Qingxu regrouped his troops and horses, the Tang army would not have to worry about it.
The Tang army was in the main formation, and Li Shimin drove the car to follow slowly, and there was a bronze cannon behind the car.
This time, the Tang Army dispatched a total of one brigade of the Tiance Army, as well as four regiments of cavalry.
According to the "Zhenguan Eleventh Year Training Regulations", the new army formed a brigade for every three battalions, with 1,000 people in each battalion; The cavalry regiment consisted of five hundred men, and every three squadrons were a cavalry regiment.
At this time, only the infantry brigade of the Tiance Army launched an attack on the rebel headquarters, and the cavalry regiment was arranged to stand by on the diagonal back of the mountain not far away.
"It's the first time I've been on the battlefield like this." While driving the car, Li Shimin smiled at Li Qing and said, "In the past, I used to rush into battle by horse, but now I ...... Well, now it's also a horse, but this horse is not a horse, hahahaha. β
"Aren't you worried about not winning?" Li Qing slumped comfortably on the back of the chair and asked, tilting his head.
"Hahaha...... I believe in you, and I believe in Mao Gong. Li Shimin was not worried, he pinched the steering wheel with one hand, and his driving skills were already very sophisticated.
At first glance, I don't practice secretly at home.
"Brother Xian, there is something unknown for my brother." Li Shimin glanced at the bronze cannon in the rearview mirror and asked puzzledly: "Why did you name that cannon 'Italian cannon'?" β
"You don't understand this, it's a sense of ritual." Li Qing said, sitting up straight: "Okay, it's almost time to start." β
At about two hundred paces, Li Ji ordered: "All of them, stand up!" β
The training of the parade for half a year has been very good, the military musicians are the first to stop playing, and the soldiers follow to stop their steps to the drummer's beating of the standing drums.
Zhang Tongru in the opposite military formation suddenly had a bad premonition.
"Immovable as a mountain......" he muttered.
Tian Ganzhen didn't hear his words, but pulled his neck and mocked: "Hey! The grass platform team on the other side! Are you here to sing? β
Li Ji didn't care about him, at this distance, the archers couldn't shoot so far, but the musket still had enough lethality - just a little bit on the spot.
He drew his saber and held it high to the sky, shouting, "All of them haveβall of them are in placeβ"
Accompanied by Li Ji's shouts and the drummer's drumbeat, the officers and men of the Tiance Army raised the flintlock pistol on their shoulders to the sky in unison, and the movements were uniform, and the "whoosh" sound of raising the gun was almost the same.
"Readyβ"
As soon as the drums sounded, the officers and soldiers of Tiance laid down their flintlock pistols flat, and Rulin's gun barrel was pointed directly at the rebel soldiers who were waiting to watch the play with innocent faces on the opposite side.
Zhang Tongru suddenly blessed his soul, and for no reason, he was nervous in some areas, and a stream of cool air rushed up from the tail vertebrae down the spine, straight to the heavenly spirit cover.
"Put!"
He saw the man who looked like a general holding a knife on the opposite side slashing down with force, and the opposite position instantly burst into flames, rising heavy blue-white gunsmoke. Then, the sound of gunshots like popping beans rang out, accompanied by the sound of the howling wind, and among the soldiers standing in the first row, seven or eight unlucky people fell.
"This ...... What kind of weapon is this? Zhang Tongru was shocked, and when the smoke cleared, he looked up and saw that the people on the other side did not continue to move forward, but stabbed the strange thing that the spear was not a spear and an arrow was not a bow and arrow.
"Prepare ββ!"
Zhang Tongru couldn't help but be terrified, could this thing still be used repeatedly?
With another burst of brilliant fire and rising smoke, the sound of fried bean-like gunfire rang out again, and this time more than a dozen people fell in the front row.
Li Ji looked at the enemy troops in the distance who were waiting for them to charge like stupid geese, and felt a burst of happiness for no reason. To be honest, he Li Ji has experienced a hundred battles, and it is the first time that he has fought such a strange battle with so many years of soldiers.
It's good.
I have to say that King Qin's training method is really meaningful.
But when he turned his head, he saw that the stupid donkey who hadn't shot just now was stuffing lead bullets into the gun, and seeing what he meant, he wanted to take the iron bar and mutter, and the angry Li Ji slapped the stupid donkey on the back of the head, and shouted and scolded: "Into your mother, you don't want to live, Lao Tzu still wants to die!" You didn't shoot the fuck just now, and you returned your mother's courgette's ammunition! Hurry up and pick up the gun and prepare Lao Tzu to continue shooting! β
Li Ji didn't care if the unlucky guy died or not, he was mainly afraid that the explosion would affect him.
"Prepare ββ!" After fanning the stupid donkey, Li Ji raised his command knife high again.
"Put!" He commanded loudly.
With this command, the gunshots rang out again. The rebels in front of them were like cutting wheat, and more than a dozen people fell to the ground.
Zhang Tongru understood that these strange Tang troops on the other side didn't want to take the initiative to charge at all, but planned to use this blunt knife to slowly consume his vital strength. And their own bows and arrows can't reach them, and even if they can reach them, this distance is not lethal.
We can only charge, and the other party is not wearing armor anyway, and it is not our opponent at all.
"Pass my orders! Get ready to attack! "He's not one to sit still, he can't bet on hand-to-hand combat.
Isn't it just a bunch of shooters? Zhang Tongru thought to himself.
In fact, he was not wrong to think about it, if he followed the training method of archers, where would he have time to train them in hand-to-hand combat?
The distance of two hundred steps is not close, and this distance can only be walked slowly and cannot be charged. On the one hand, it is because of the physical strength that cannot be supported, and on the other hand, it is to maintain the formation. Zhang Tongru was very anxious, and after walking a few steps, the gunshots on the opposite side rang out again, and it seemed that the closer he was, the more people died here.
At a distance of nearly a hundred paces, Zhang Tongru shouted: "Hurry forward, kill them all......"
As soon as the word "we" came out, it was drowned out by the piercing sound of gunfire. Zhang Tongru was horrified to see that Tian Ganzhen beside him was really hit by a musket, and he fell to the ground without even saying a word. The red blood stained the withered yellow autumn grass, and the tender white brain soaked the yellow earth.
Due to the proximity of this salvo, Zhang Tongru's troops paid the price of more than 50 people.
Ignoring the wails of the wounded, these rebels were already elite, and they roared forward with a roar inspired by the ferocity of blood. They swore that they would make these Tang troops who only hurt people with secret arrows pay! What kind of hero is a cold gun?
However, my lord, times have changed.
After walking more than forty paces, the roaring gunfire rang out again, taking the lives of seventy or eighty people, and leaving dozens of wounded people lying on the ground wailing and groaning. The lead bullet of the musket is extremely poisonous, and when it hits the human body, it can form a trumpet-shaped cavity, instantly abolishing the combat effectiveness of a young man, and even his mobility.
For a force of six thousand people, these casualties were acceptable.
Fifty steps, Zhang Tongru endured and calculated the distance, as long as the short soldiers were in hand, everything would be fine!
Gunfire rang out again, this time at the cost of more than a hundred people at the cost of the rebels.
Zhang Tongru forcibly pinched himself, trying to calm himself down. Every soldier under him was an elite who had followed him in the north and south for many years, and now he died so many times without even touching his face, how could he not be heartbroken?
He saw his soldiers begin to waver, and a panicked look began to appear on their faces. In his eagerness, he shouted angrily: "Hold on! Thirty steps away! They're just a bunch of shooters! There is no armor, hand-to-hand combat is not our opponent! β
When the panicked rebels heard this, they ran forward with a loud shout as if they had found the backbone of their hearts, as if they wanted to dispel the fear in their hearts.
There are still twenty steps left, and Zhang Tongru feels that he is about to win, and all the persistence is worth it. The battlefield below will be taken over by them.
Kill all these abominable shooters! Kill all these cowards who can only release cold arrows from afar!
However, he was desperate to find that the sword of the general of the Tang Army was raised high again.
"Ready-to-go!"
At this distance, Zhang Tongru finally heard what the other party was shouting. The dazzling firelight exploded from the array of guns in front of him, and the sound like thunder resounded through the sky and was deafening. Zhang Tongru even wondered if he had angered the gods, so much so that he sent a divine thunder to punish him.
But he was soon surrounded by ecstasy - but luckily, he was not hit at all. He didn't have time to check the situation around him, but held his war knife high and targeted the Tang Army general who was stuffing something into his mouth.
But he soon saw that the face of the Tang army general was bulging, and he blew the things in his mouth.
A shrill whistle sounded, and a deafening roar erupted from the array in front of him.
"Kill ββ!!!"
Zhang Tongru never dreamed that these Tang Army, who seemed to be shooters in front of him, would have excellent melee combat ability at the same time, and they were even better than them in terms of cooperation. During the battle, the rebels also found that they were fighting a man, but he felt as if he was attacking them with several bayonets at the same time.
But that's just the beginning, just the beginning.
Li Qing saw the rebels approaching, poked his head out of the Humvee, turned his head and shouted loudly.
"Second battalion commander! Where's your fucking Italian cannon? Bring it to Lao Tzu! β
The commander of the second battalion immediately stepped forward and began to fiddle with the artillery that had already been calibrated to shoot Zhu Yuan. Under the operation of the commander of the second battalion, the artillery aimed at the rebels made a deafening sound, and the shotguns hit the enemy from the side like scattered flowers.
I didn't fire the cannon just now, so as not to scare the enemy away so early.
There was still a little neat enemy formation, but at this moment, a huge gap was sprayed by the shotgun.
Eating a shell at close range, the impact is undoubtedly huge. Zhang Tongru, who had a big life, saw that the opportunity was not good, turned the horse's head and ran, only hating his grandmother for giving birth to two legs. I don't know who among the rebels shouted, they no longer had the intention of fighting, and they turned their heads and fled towards their own camp without looking back.
"Change the shells!" Seeing this, Li Ji ordered loudly: "Change to a solid bullet!" Target: Enemy Army! Herald! Send a signal to the cavalry to follow my 1st Brigade! Take the traitor and keep the loyalty! β
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