In several previous battles, the Yanhuang Trading Company escort had fought against Hessian mercenaries, but this was the first time they had fought an enemy composed entirely of Hessian mercenaries. It has to be said that although it is not comparable to the escort team trained by Shawlin with 21st century training methods, it is not comparable to the colonial militia. Even if it is trimmed, it will not sit directly on the ground and gather together like the militia. Shawlin didn't know it yet, it was all Adolf's work.

During his twenty years of military career, Adolf accumulated countless marching experience. He knew that after a high-intensity march, the best rest was not to lie down or lie on his stomach immediately, but to take a slow walk. Under Adolf's command, the Hessian mercenaries began to slowly move from line to line, forming a phalanx of 100 people. After the square was ready, the leg soreness caused by the high-intensity march had also been relieved, and the soldiers slowly sat down, ate some bread and drank some water. At the same time, the offensive array has been lined up and ready to attack.

Xiao Lin naturally didn't dare to go out to fight, there were few people, and the amount of ammunition was insufficient. Xiao Lin thought for a while, Babu and them were not far away, and nothing should happen to them. The Hessian mercenaries did not know that they had reinforcements, and there was no such thing as sending cavalry to block them. Xiao Lin ordered through the wireless telegraph to ask Babu to escort ten logistics soldiers on tricycles with two battalions equipped with Type 17 pistols to send a batch of ammunition supplies first.

After breaking away from the large group, everyone got on their bikes and it took about an hour to get there. This is good news for Xiao Lin, now this little strength, saving a little bit of use is no problem to hold on for an hour. Adolf also saw clearly that the number of real enemies was less than a thousand, and the vast majority of them were people who were being coerced. It stands to reason that the best strategy now is to find someone to shout, to encourage the white civilians, and form a front and rear attack on Xiao Lin, in which case the battle will be over all at once.

However, the influence of medieval chivalry has not been completely eliminated by the whites, and the British, who started as pirates, may still be cunning, and the rigid Germans have no choice of defeating the enemy by intrigue and intrigue. Adolf is the same, in his opinion, even a few hundred enemies with rifles are not worth using any conspiracy, just hit them. Half an hour later, after the break, the infantry began to warm up in small steps.

The cavalry also escorted the artillery to the front, and the light four-pounder guns were pushed forward by the artillerymen. Copied from the techniques of the French, the effective range of these four-pounder guns was eight hundred meters. Beyond this distance, the cannonball loses kinetic energy and becomes a non-threatening piece of iron. If you scatter a bullet, you can only hit more than 500 meters, and it has little power at a distance. Of course, compared to the previous three-pounder gun, it is already very good. At the very least, if you fight the French, you can still have a certain ability to fight back.

Of course, this distance is too short for the heavy fist series artillery, and their effective range is more than a thousand meters. The first type is 1,200 meters, and the second type is 1,500 meters. After all, the caliber is large, the gunpowder is powerful, and the amount of gunpowder that can be filled is also large. As the process matures and the operator's skills become more proficient, this distance will continue to increase, eventually reaching more than 2,000. Adolf did not know the range of the guns in Shotin's hand, but it was inferred that they would not be short.

In his experience, the artillery stopped at a position of nine hundred meters. A few small cannons were pushed out first, ready to test it. This time, Sholin wouldn't let the artillerymen hide it. In the previous major wars, in order to completely annihilate the enemy, they all put the enemy's artillery into the fight. Therefore, the powerful range of the company's artillery was not exposed, and as soon as a few tentative small cannons were launched, the artillery of more than 30 escorts was powerful. The gun carriages of these guns were all of steel, and the tires were rubber, which was stronger and lighter than the wooden gun mounts and tires.

After being immobilized, the artillerymen loaded the ammunition at great speed. As soon as Adolf turned his attention to the trenches, the adjutant reported the situation. Adolf had just had a bad thought in his heart when the convoy artillerymen opened fire. A combination of 21st-century technology and 19th-century technology, the heavy-handed artillery showed its formidable power for the first time in front of Adolf. The more than forty four-pounder cannons they were huddled together were directly covered, and under the huge kinetic energy, most of the first wave was destroyed.

Adolf then discovered where the British fear came from, this kind of power, completely a heavy cannon of twelve pounds and above, and so light. To Adolf's horror, just ten seconds later, another shelling came, this time, the remaining four-pounder guns were gone. The number of their artillery pieces suddenly changed from seventy to less than thirty. Adolf began to sweat on the door of his head, and he somehow had a terrible premonition that he would fail miserably.

This feeling made Adolf very annoyed, and his mood couldn't help but feel a little impatient. Forty four-pounder guns were disposed of by the enemy, and Adolf almost didn't know what to do, but fortunately, the adjutant observed and reminded him that the enemy seemed to be running out of ammunition. Indeed, the artillerymen did not have much ammunition, and the heavy fist series guns had only one shell left each, the same as the mortars. This amount cannot be wasted at all, and if you are not careful, let alone leave ammunition to attack the infantry, even the remaining artillery may not be able to be completely destroyed. It was only three rapid fire before the enemy exploded all forty four-pounder guns.

Seventy guns lost forty at once, and the enemy's artillery could not pose much of a threat to them. Putting them in and fighting together is the right choice. In between, the fighters had to rely on the trenches to avoid enemy shelling. Adolf followed the adjutant's instructions and found that the enemy's artillery did not continue to reload, and the ammunition box next to the artillery seemed to be empty, and it seemed that there were really no shells.

Adolf continued to let people push five small cannons forward, and after reaching the position where he had been attacked before, he stopped, and found that he was not shelled by the enemy, Adolf was really overjoyed. All the remaining artillery, pushed out by them, began to prepare for firing. Since the enemy artillery was no longer running out of shells, he would not waste time and shells on them, but would design for the soldiers of the convoy who showed their heads in the trenches.

"Watch out for artillery!"

Solid shells have little effect on trenches at all, let alone solid shells, even 120 mm heavy guns from the Second World War era, and they dare not say that they can destroy the enemy in the complete trenches. Xiao Lin didn't let his subordinates build cat ear holes, and just stayed in the trenches. Unless you are extremely unlucky, you will not be hit by solid bullets. Instead, some solid bullets hit the slope behind the battle cry and rolled down, crushing the toes of a dozen careless guys, and a dozen screams of pain were heard.

Of course, Adolf also saw the limitations of solid shells, fired a few shots, and found that the convoy artillery still did not move, and he was even more emboldened. The artillery advanced again, and when it reached a distance of five hundred meters from the trenches, it began to bombard with shotguns. At the same time, a phalanx of fifteen muskets of 100 men began to move forward, and an army of fifteen hundred musketeers pressed up, ready to annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop. Adolf still thought in his heart that the gun was the cannon of the convoy, and he secretly hid it for use.

"Pay attention, I'm all put in the shot, don't just run out of bullets at once, use spot shots. As long as the enemy loses combat effectiveness, there is no need to replenish the gun. Hold on, the ammunition for assistance will come right away. ”

"Yes!"

Shawlin holds a Type 17 pistol and joins the Night Stalker's fighters in the first trench, and the weapons manufactured by Shawlin's factory are all of the same caliber, rifles, submachine guns, and pistols are all 7.62 mm. The Night Stalker's soldiers were given bullets from a battalion of assault platoons, and fifty submachine guns were restored, but one gun had only ninety rounds of ammunition, and it had to be spared. The Hessian mercenaries lined up in orderly steps, and when they came to a distance of one hundred and twenty meters, the two centurions stopped and began to charge and shoot as a cover force.

At a distance of a hundred meters, again stopped by two centurs and fired at the enemy together. Four hundred rounds of guns, fired at the trench positions, still caused a lot of deterrence, and the soldiers shrank their heads. Waiting for the rest of the enemy to move, if they stop shooting at a distance of eighty meters, they will come out and cripple the enemy, and if they don't stop, they will also design when they reach eighty meters.

The Hessian mercenaries didn't want to rush in and engage the enemy in close combat, and Charlie gave Adolf information about submachine guns and pistols, and they were afraid that they would not be able to fight in close combat. In addition, the previous shots did not cause many casualties to the enemy, and they only wanted to shoot at close range. It was also a coincidence that eighty meters away, one thousand and one thousand musketeers stopped, dispersed and fired freely. While they were loading, Xiao Lin hurriedly took the three hundred night owl soldiers to come out, and the pistol submachine gun and rifle shot together, and in just ten seconds, the three hundred-man formation was disabled.

"Damn, artillery concentration points, continue to suppress the enemy, the casualties of the soldiers are too great. ”

"Sir, the artillery is too scattered to be a deterrent. ”

"Then push them all up for me, the enemy has no shells, there will be no danger, concentrate on suppressing the local infantry, and let our infantry push up. ”

Adolf is still distressed, three thousand Hessian mercenaries, but the best of the best in the thirty thousand army, he is not comfortable sacrificing one, let alone hundreds of dead and wounded. But it was this attitude of buttoning and noosing that allowed him to concentrate the scattered artillery, and this was precisely the time that the convoy artillerymen were waiting for. Seeing that the enemy artillery was concentrated, they took out all the remaining shells that had been hidden and loaded them into the artillery at a great speed.