The shouts of Master Baihu rang in his ears. Xia Meng calmed down his breathing, picked up the spear in his hand, and followed the usual drills, waiting for the friendly forces in front to open the shooting range.
The meaning of two-stage shooting is that the people in the front group fire once, then squat down to reload, and the rear group continues to shoot.
Xia Meng's reloading assessment score was not the best in the firearms team, but he could barely make it into the queue for reloading one round at thirty seconds. This meant that after he finished shooting, even if he performed exceptionally well, he would not be able to shoot again.
He also got about sixty breaths, including the shooting time of the rear team, which means that he can fire at most one more time before the enemy rushes up.
If it's cavalry, that's terrible!
In Nanhaizi, when the instructors were training them, they repeatedly warned them what to do when facing cavalry, but now Xia Meng felt that the opponents were all two-legged, and what the instructors taught them should not be of much use now.
Bar!
In front of the crowd, the enemy's strange screams could be heard. He raised the musket in his hand, drove out all the distracting thoughts in his mind, and stared straight ahead.
As the officers shouted loudly, the comrades holding spears in front of him rushed out of the way, and only a group of shield bearers appeared in front of him, holding their shields. Although they were not the cavalry he was facing, it seemed that everyone was
According to the tactics used to deal with cavalry, these shield bearers are the last line of defense to ensure that their firearms team is not attacked by the enemy.
Didn't we agree that the pikemen should be in the front?
He was slightly confused, but he didn't stop holding his hand. In front of the shield, ferocious faces appeared in his field of vision. With a command, he pulled the trigger, and then without hesitation
Squat down.
The shield in front perfectly covered his figure, and also covered his eyes as he squatted down and tried to check the results of the battle. He cleaned the chamber, applied medicine, inserted projectiles, pressed it tightly with a purge, and then inspected the flint. He completed all the tasks meticulously.
Then he raised his hand to indicate that he had finished loading.
The roaring in his ears was something he had become accustomed to. He stared at his commander's flag. Amidst the huge noise, his voice was useless. The actions of the commander's flag were the orders to command them.
Finally, he saw the raised hand of the general flag, which suddenly fell down. He and his comrades around him suddenly stood up, breaking away from the protection of the shield.
ah!
The situation in front of him made him slightly dazed. In the huge smoke, it seemed that all he saw was the back of the enemy. Could it be said that the enemy turned around and ran away when he met him?
His finger reflexively pulled the trigger, and then he squatted down and repeated the action of loading the bullet. The strong smell of gunpowder smoke in his nose made him a little excited, especially since the smell of gunpowder smoke seemed to be mixed with some...
The other breath made his reloading action seem to go faster.
The order for the third round of shooting did not come for a long time. He was a little regretful to see the general flag's hand changed from high to flat, which meant loading and ready. However, he looked at the shield hand who stood up in front and closed his hand.
When he got up and shot, he felt that it should be the end of the battle.
"So unbeatable?"
Gao Jin looked at the dozen or so guys who were fleeing in front of him with some astonishment. He was a little confused. They just met each other. How many rounds did that guy Hua Sanqian fight before these border troops collapsed?
Although Mr. Jiang knows that Mr. Jiang values the firearms team very much and is willing to spend money on the firearms team, naturally Mr. Jiang expects the firearms team to give him rewards. However, looking at the battle situation in front of him, the rewards from the firearms team are too great.
Just a little!
Except at the beginning, when the other party shot arrows and injured several of his own people, (well, I will equip myself with more shields in the future, I must remember to mention this to the adults), he was secretly thinking, it seemed that these enemies had nothing to do with him.
Centaur and horse come into contact!
If you had firearms, could this battle still be fought like this? Then wouldn't it be in vain that you practice sweating with these brats on the school field every day?
However, in an instant, Gao Jin became happy again. This was his firearms team. Although there were only more than a hundred people, they were his own troops. The more powerful his troops were, the happier he should be. No wonder that
Hua Sanqian said he would deal with the enemy after he lured them out!
This grandson!
He suddenly cursed, "Don't you know how to take it easy? Give him this blow right now, and now they won't come out even if they are beaten to death!"
The mood completely different from his was that of Hong Chengchou standing at the entrance of the village.
In fact, when the sound of muskets rang out, his eyes immediately went dark. He is a person who knows how exaggeratedly lethal firearms are, even if they are not very popular among the border troops.
However, if the opponent hid a group of firearms soldiers behind him, and if more than a hundred of his men rushed forward, it would be basically the same as committing suicide, especially since the opponent also had a large number of shield bearers. He did not expect that kind of appearance at all.
There was a scene where soldiers rushed into the enemy group and killed everyone.
Sure enough, as expected, after several fierce and huge roars, the only ones who were lucky enough to come back were the dozen or so people from the rear team, and the servants around him had already captured all the soldiers who had escaped and were in a state of despair.
Waiting for his orders.
He waved his hand a little irritably, and his men let go of the deserters.
"Sir, the enemy's firearms are sharp!" the deserters shouted loudly. There were more than a hundred people, and only a few of them came back face to face. Even the frontier soldiers who had been on the battlefield for a long time, their voices were trembling at this moment.
Hong Chengchou had no time to pay attention to them. His eyes were staring at the opponent's array.
Thick white gunpowder smoke was blown away by the wind in the wilderness, and the figures in the gunpowder smoke were slowly revealed at this moment. The opponent's formation, which he thought was ridiculously slow, had now neatly turned into a
A large square array.
At this moment, the phalanx was slowly starting to move this way amid various commands.
"Has Hong Jiu left?"
He turned around and asked his servant in a solemn voice.
"Master, we have already rushed out!" The servant next to him replied: "The enemy's main force is in front. Brother Ninth and the others should have a chance to rush out!"
"I hope so!" A trace of worry flashed across Hong Chengchou's face, and then he shook his head with a wry smile.
How can we continue to fight in this situation? The opponent has at least hundreds of musketeers hidden in the opponent's array. As long as the opponent approaches the village, there will be no way for the people in the village to survive. Moreover, with the muskets out, will the artillery be far away?
, there is no way that the small wall in this village can withstand a killing weapon that "turns everything into powder with one shot"!
"Everyone gather together and break out from behind the village!" He glanced at the slowly approaching phalanx and gave the order with a stern face.