Chapter 145: Those who open fire without order, behead!
The army of three soldiers took the musket in hand, and the matchlock was already installed. He checked the gunpowder again and waited for the military order to ignite the matchlock and prepare to shoot.
"In the second round, the A team in the D round came forward with shields and arrayed their gun soldiers in front of the formation!" Liu Changliang, the general manager, licked his scarred face and shouted loudly.
A burst of neat footsteps sounded, and the two teams of cold soldiers and swordsmen and shieldmen marched forward in formation. In Bureau A and Bureau C, the firemen and gunmen formed a shield array.
Division A's formation had just been completed when Division B's Qian Commander Jin Yong and Chen Zhong also led the Chinese cavalry and the large convoy to the high ground on the hill.
The chief bargemen and deputy helmsmen who were driving the carts were arranging the carts horizontally on three sides: north, south, east, and west, with ten carts lined up on each side, and all ten carts of baggage were arrayed in the east direction.
Then, the sergeants accompanying each vehicle unloaded the driving mules and horses, led them into the formation, and were guarded by the bargemen of each vehicle. The sergeants connected the large vehicles end to end, and the side plates on the vehicles were erected.
On the outside of the cart, a cart city was built.
Jin Yong commanded the formation of a chariot city, but left the west side alone for defense. This side was defended by Chen Zhong's nearly two hundred rangers. This opening was also convenient for their cavalry to attack. Besides, less than a mile away, the infantry
The infantry formations of Camp A and B make it difficult for the enemy to attack from this side.
Eight squatting tiger cannons were placed four each on the east and south sides, but there were no gun emplacements on the north side.
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At this time, smoke and dust rose in the distance to the south of the military formation, and the sound of hoofbeats rumbled.
The rangers that Chen Zhong sent out to scout before also hurried back in twos and threes. Behind them was a large cloud of smoke and dust, and it seemed that hundreds of enemy riders were rushing back and forth with some of the rangers.
"Tum! Tum!"
The sound of cannons from the Central Military Department was heard again, followed by another rapid drum beat.
"Advance in formation and move closer to the Chinese Army Checheng!"
Liu Changliang, the scar-faced commander of the A Division, shouted loudly: "Every team must maintain their formation, march in formation, and do not run around. Anyone who strays from the formation will be killed immediately!"
The four hundred-man bureaus of Division A maintained the tight military formation they had just formed and slowly moved toward the high mound on the left.
In the carriage city, Jin Yong stood on the carriage, holding a lookout tube in his hand and observing the situation of the two formations on the avenue.
When he saw Division A and Division B maintaining the strict formation of two square formations, alternately covering and moving toward the high ground one by one, there was no sign of panic at all, and a smile of satisfaction could not help but appear on his face.
Jin Yong's B squadron generals above the rank of officer were all veteran soldiers who had followed Zhang Cheng to the capital to serve as King Qin, while the commanders of the Jia squadron were mostly former Kaiping Wei veteran soldiers, and some were selected from the new army.
"These Shangguans are really calm. They didn't panic when facing hundreds of enemy cavalry. They have indeed seen blood. They really take the lead!"
Cheng Sanhu followed closely behind Commander Tan Hesheng. He kept thinking silently in his heart, "Follow closely and never run past me again!"
Seeing the teams of the two divisions over there slowly approaching the high ground, Mr. Qian Jin Yong hurriedly shouted in a loud voice:
"I reiterate the military order again. When facing the enemy, everything must be done according to the order. No noise is allowed, no looking around, no turning back without authorization. Anyone who violates the rules will be beheaded!"
As he spoke, he actually pulled out the sword from his waist and struck it hard in the air.
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Commander-in-Chief Liu Changliang of Division A strode outside the formation and shouted loudly: "March in formation, follow those in front closely, no noise is allowed, and no one is allowed to leave the formation without permission. Keep the formation in order during the march, and do not turn back without permission. Violators will do so."
They will all be beheaded immediately!”
"You're such a thief, you're here to scare us again. I really thought you were the only one who wasn't afraid of death!"
Cheng Sanhu only dared to curse a few words in his mind, but he did not dare to move his body. In his eyes, that scar was a god of death, and almost all the Jia Division sergeants firmly believed this.
In fact, most of the soldiers in the Jia Division were more afraid of the whip in Liu Changliang's hand than the fear of unknown enemies and death.
Since the camp began, how many people in the department have not been beaten by this whip?
It can be said that the dark red color on the whip in the hand of General A Division Chief Liu Changliang is almost dyed red by the blood of all the officers and men in the Division. In Liu Changliang’s words:
The whip today is to save your lives. The whip you received today will be more severe, and you will have a better memory. Only when you go to the battlefield in the future will you be able to come back alive!
Divisions A and B of Division B have also all withdrawn to the slopes of the high hills. Outside the Checheng, they are still lined up behind the sword and shield soldiers with guns and muskets in the front, and the sergeants of the Cold Soldiers Bureau are behind with spears.
Form a formation.
Smoke and dust were still billowing in the distance, and the sound of hoofbeats was rumbling. In the smoke and dust, groups of enemy cavalry could be vaguely seen galloping back and forth, seemingly still chasing each other with Chen Zhong's cavalry.
At this time, the sound of the gong in the direction of the Chinese army in the chariot city sounded again, and then the sound of the Chinese army flag commanding soldiers shouted: "Everyone sit down and rest where you are."
The officers of each department and bureau also shouted orders one after another. After the order from the second-level commander sounded, Cheng Sanhu sat down on the ground. He leaned the blunderbuss on his shoulder and exhaled loudly.
But I was thinking:
"Now that we can take a breather, we have to gather some strength to come back. If the bandit cavalry really charges up later, we have to try to cut off a head and show our majesty to thousands of scarred families!"
Cheng Sanhu, like other military households on the North Road, also has a set of martial arts skills at home. He has practiced marksmanship and sword and shield tactics since he was a child. However, after entering the Dushi Infantry Camp, he was selected as a gun because of his dexterity.
soldiers.
Although he had only been practicing with the blunderbuss for three months, he was very skilled at it. However, he was still not at ease. Even when he was practicing on weekdays, he kept his eyes open and aimed hard, and as a result, the blunderbuss was shot into pieces.
Smoke, only God knows whether it hits or not.
He thought that when practicing target shooting, he could check the target later and know whether he hit or not, but during the war, he could only aim and hit, and he had no control over whether he hit or not.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but touch the saber on his waist again. He still felt more at ease with the sword. He had always heard from his elders about the firecrackers exploding in battle. Although the birdgun in his hand was the master's weapon in the arsenal.
A well-chosen item, but still a bit uneasy.
At this time, he saw General Manager Zheng Youjin take out a synergy bow from his waist, put an arrow on it and throw it forward. The arrow landed a hundred steps away. Cheng Sanhu knew that this was a range mark.
He sat on the ground and held the gun again, ready to start the battle.
About ten more ranger scouts galloped back to the central army. There was a faint trace of bright red on their bodies. The enemy cavalry followed closely and roared towards this direction. Smoke and dust spread everywhere. Judging from the scale, the enemy was rushing towards them.
There seemed to be no less than a few hundred riders.
Two to three hundred paces away, in the smoke and dust, bursts of howling could be heard.
"Boom!"
As a trumpet blast from the Chinese army came, the sound of chirping sounded again.
"Everyone is here, stand up and wait for battle!"
General Manager Zheng Youjin loudly delivered military orders.
"Pull the blunderbuss in your hand and light the match!" the order sounded again.
Cheng Sanhu lit the match, held the musket flat against his chest, and aimed ahead, waiting for the order to fire.
"Listen up, everyone, it is strictly forbidden to open fire without permission!
If you don't hear the sound of the swan's trumpet, the thief will be in front of you, and you can't fire the musket.
Anyone who dares to fire in disobedience, even if you kill the two thieves with one shot, I will immediately chop off your heads with military force!"
The orders given by General Manager Liu Changliang were passed on to the various commanders and squad leaders in turn.
"Do not fire without orders, any violators will be killed immediately!"