When the Qing army's artillery formation approached the 150-meter mark, Liu Sheng picked up the assault rifle at hand, said to Zhao Xin, "I'll go take a look," and rushed out of the command post with the guards.
He instinctively felt that the situation was not good, and the Qing cavalry on the opposite wings seemed to be ready to move.
The snow was still falling, and the black land where no one was walking had turned into white. Liu Sheng breathed white air and quickly ran to the heavy machine gun fire point between the two trenches. He waved impatiently to the machine gunner.
He stepped back and stood in the shooting position.
He asked his guards to notify the other five heavy machine gun fire points, asking them to always pay attention to his place; as soon as a shot was fired here, the other five fire points would immediately start shooting at the Qing cavalry on both wings!
In fact, fortunately Liu Sheng came over, otherwise the situation on the Western Front would be really hard to say!
Most of the soldiers on the Western Front were recruits who joined the army this year on the front line and had no battlefield experience. When they faced the Qing army's large-scale battle formation for the first time, many of them were already stunned by the Qing army's menacing drums and cannon fire.
I was stunned.
Is this the legendary military power of the Celestial Kingdom?!
There were noisy gongs and drums, fluttering banners, and dazzling swords and spears! Although there were not tens of thousands of Qing troops on the western front, the power of the four thousand cavalry plus the three musket phalanxes in the middle was still overwhelming, and the people who were pressed down were breathless. Except for
If most people are not afraid of hob meat like Monk Zhou, that would be a ghost!
You must know that most of these soldiers were refugees in ragged clothes, hungry, and struggling to die every day last year. If it weren't for the Qing army's attack, Zhao Xin would not want to use these people. So these new soldiers
Even after half a year of crazy training, he is still far from being a qualified modern soldier.
The result of asking his subordinates to catch up is that leaders must take the lead in everything, otherwise they will not be able to ensure the fighting confidence of their subordinates.
Liu Sheng raised the ring sight above the gun, pulled the handle twice with his right hand to load the gun, then held the handle and gently pressed the trigger with his thumbs.
At this time, the temperature was close to zero, but a large amount of sweat was still slowly flowing down Liu Sheng's face. He was also a little frightened. Now that there was no Thunder God as a buffer, he was about to face a sea of people.
In the command post in the old city behind him, Zhao Xin no longer looked at the display screen. He picked up the phone and connected to the ZU-23 anti-aircraft gun position.
"Remember! After all the heavy machine gun positions open fire, you should immediately shoot at the wings of the Qing cavalry! Drive them toward the center and disrupt their formation!"
"yes!"
"You repeat it!"
"After the heavy machine gun fires, shoot on both wings and drive the cavalry to the center!"
As soon as the voice on the phone fell, the third conch horn sounded in the Qing army's formation. A hundred meters away, three musket phalanxes began to fire, and the cavalry at the side and rear of the phalanx had already begun to advance in formation.
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When thick white smoke rose from the musket array on the opposite side and hundreds of muskets began to spray iron bullets, Liu Sheng pointed the muzzle of his gun at the right-wing cavalry and pressed the firing trigger!
"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!" Six rounds of 0.50 BMG carried 18,000 joules of kinetic energy and got into the crowd of cavalry in the blink of an eye.
A Qing soldier holding a red flag suddenly lost his head, and the warhead that changed its path continued to hit the chest of a war horse behind him; the upper body of a Qing soldier a few meters away to his left was suddenly shot into two pieces;
The head of the horse under the famous cavalry suddenly exploded!
The sudden change frightened more than a dozen cavalry around them. They thought they had encountered a ghost in broad daylight and were so frightened that they could not even speak. But then, these cavalry were shot and fell off their horses one after another. Instead of flying up with the weapons in their arms,
The sky was shattered, and the upper body was beaten to pieces by bullets. When the horses of the lucky few were hit by bullets, they were thrown to the ground hard, and the heavy horses were so heavy that they could not move.
The headless flag-bearer was still sitting on the horse, with blood spurting out of his charred cavity. After a while, when the blood stopped spurting, the headless flag-bearer turned sideways and fell off the horse, but the red flag in his hand was
Still holding it tightly.
The observers of several other heavy machine guns had been holding up their binoculars to pay attention to Liu Sheng's movements. When they saw Liu Sheng firing, they hurriedly shouted to the shooters beside them: "Shoot! Shoot!"
"Bang bang bang!."
"Da da da da da!" The four flat-firing ZU-23 anti-aircraft guns also roared. The main shooter put his eyes on the sight and gently stepped on the firing pedal. Twenty rounds of 23×152 mm shells were fired like lightning.
It sprayed out the muzzle like a cannon and rushed into the middle of the Qing cavalry with a huge roar. What kind of flesh and blood mill is this, a hell on earth!
When the artillery shells began to roar, clouds of blood mist and minced meat mixed with people and horses were already exploding and churning in the air. The Qing cavalry and horses that were hit did not even have a chance to scream, and were directly beaten to pieces.
Meat. Within a ten-meter radius of the impact point, broken limbs with white bones, especially the bodies of struggling horses, and blood covered the ground.
The surrounding Qing cavalry screamed in fright, and the original attack formation immediately fell into chaos; they instinctively drove their horses to shrink toward the center of the formation.
Hearing the whistling sound of artillery shells coming from the road, the border archers behind the three square formations of Qing army musketeers all looked at each other. They couldn't see what was happening on the two wings at all. They thought to themselves: Why did the artillery camp fire in advance? That one in the artillery camp.
Xie Ling, did you eat too much this morning or are you tired of living?
In the headquarters, Zhao Xin shouted to Jiuzang on the phone: "Start counterattack!"
Zhao Xin didn't want to wait any longer, and he didn't bother to think about where the third Qing army was. At this moment, he finally figured it out. On such a large battlefield, he and Liu Sheng were both at the level of sticks and had no command at all.
experience; and those soldiers under my command are not veterans and have no battle experience. Then let’s deal with the Qing army that threatens us the most before we talk about anything else!
As for Fukang'an, wait until he arrives and let him experience what it means to be shaken by heaven and earth!
"Yes! Start fighting back!" Jiuzang answered decisively on the phone.
"Du~~! Du~~!" As a sharp whistle sounded from the middle of the position in Beihai Town, the company commanders of each company also blew the whistles hanging around their necks one after another.
"Quick! Quick! Get your gun and get ready to shoot!"
Upon hearing the whistle, Monk Zhou quickly raised his gun and lay down on the trench, aiming straight ahead. Platoon leader Yachiro bent down and walked behind the soldiers, saying the same words behind each soldier like a mother-in-law: "Open."
Don't rush with your guns, just shoot one at a time! Aim and then shoot!"
When Miichiro was involved in the raid on Fukang'an Camp last year, he had no battlefield experience at all. He fired ten rounds of bullets and didn't even know whether he had hit or not.
When he reached Monk Zhou's position, the whistle suddenly stopped. Yaichiro took a step forward, hurriedly lay down next to Monk Zhou, and raised his gun to aim at a Qing artilleryman behind the shield car.
"Monk, don't worry, aim and shoot one at a time!"
"Hey! Don't worry! I will fight whoever doesn't let me have enough to eat!"
"Fire!"
"Bang bang bang bang." More than 300 rifles made a sound like exploding beans on the position. The Qing army's shield cart on the opposite side was hit with sawdust flying everywhere. A dozen Qing soldiers squatting behind the shield and pushing the cart immediately fell to the ground.
He died on the ground, and the musketeers behind the shield car fell to the ground in the direction of the bullets as if someone had hit them hard with a hammer. Like wheat, they fell to the ground.
Among those Qing soldiers who were lucky enough to survive, many did not even scream. The burning sensation and severe pain caused by the bullets quickly made them faint. Several Qing soldiers who were hit in the limbs
The gunman let out a heart-rending scream because of the severe pain from his wound!
"Eniang~Eniang~ah!"
After Monk Zhou fired a shot, he looked at the scene in front of him in shock. He did not expect that the weapon in his hand was so powerful. Was the Qing soldier on the opposite side who was in pain and dying was hit by him? At this moment, he was full of blood.
Swelling up, the whole person has entered an extremely excited state, and he can control the life and death of others!
"Military Gate! Military Gate!" Namuzha, the co-leader, dismounted and knelt down in front of Duerjia. "The thieves' guns were too powerful, and the cavalry on both wings suffered hundreds of casualties!"
Duerjia had long heard the whistling sound of artillery shells in Beihai Town, but he didn't know what it was. At this moment, after listening to Namuzha's report, he shouted: "Drums! Sound gongs! Archers! Archers shoot arrows."
After that, the entire army presses forward! The cavalry on both wings rushes into formation! We must break through the thieves' defense line!"
Wukanbei, who was standing behind the gun formation of the Qing army, had no idea what was going on in front of him. Many people wanted to peek in and watch, but they were afraid of military discipline. They heard a gong sound behind them, and then the leader of the team waved his hand vigorously.
Wukanbei knew it was time for the archers to take action. He stared closely at the triangular red flag of his team, passed through the gap between the three phalanxes, and stood in front of the phalanx flag.
Along the way, the sound of bullets flying by and the screams of the Qing soldiers being shot could be heard endlessly. Wukanbe thought to himself that these damn "Oros" firearms were really powerful.
Immediately afterwards, drums sounded in the square formation behind them. These "retreating barbarians" composed of border residents did not understand the lethality of modern weapons at all. They tried to spread out and form a long snake formation in two rows, but the roaring ones came.
They were hit by bullets and fell to the ground.
The drum sound suddenly stopped, and "Dang!" was sounded again. Wukanbei followed the others and stood up despite the rain of bullets. He turned sideways, took out the long arrow from the bag, and was ready to raise his bow and throw it. That's it.
After a while, hundreds of border archers were shot again and fell to the ground.
"Dong! Dah!" The sound of the drum started again, one beat on each side of the drum.
Including Wukambe, the remaining people began to raise their bows and set arrows, and the rapid beating of drums passed quickly. At this time, a noisy and chaotic shout came from the phalanx behind them, "Kill~~~!"
"Bang!", the sound of hundreds of bowstrings formed a dull roar. Hundreds of long arrows flew out from behind the Qing army's shield car, and fell overwhelmingly towards the trenches of Beihai Town. This was not
Artillery that cannot be fired, and muskets that can only cause negligible casualties.
After Wu Kambei shot an arrow, he took out another long arrow without understanding his hatred, and quickly put it on the bow. Just as he was about to shoot again, he felt a tremor all over his body, and a familiar burning feeling came from his left shoulder.
Come. Like fallen leaves in autumn, Wukanbei threw himself behind the shield cart; then he fainted from the severe pain.
In the trench, when they saw the Qing army starting to shoot arrows, the commanders of each squad, platoon and company shouted to take cover almost simultaneously. A small number of soldiers immediately retracted their bodies and pressed their bodies tightly against the inside of the trench; most of the recruits were still pulling the triggers.
, the deafening gunfire in the ears has covered up the shouts of the surrounding comrades. Amidst the whizzing sound of arrows, the Qing artillery battalion began another round of shooting. At this time, the second battalion led by Jiuzang immediately appeared
casualties.
Monk Zhou stood up and saw that his platoon had suffered heavy casualties from a hail of arrows. His eyes were red. He yelled angrily. He was about to raise his gun to shoot, but found that the bullets were out. He immediately took out a magazine.
When it's good, point towards the opposite side and pull the trigger continuously.
After firing ten bullets in one go, Monk Zhou turned his head and was about to reload the magazine. From the corner of his eye, Monk Zhou saw what seemed to be a flash of fire on the opposite side. He turned around and saw a Qing gunner inserting the fire fork into the gun port.
Monk Zhou shouted in surprise: "They are going to fire!" After saying that, he fell into the trench.
When he saw that the Qing army dared to fire artillery again, Zhao Xin from the headquarters hurriedly called and ordered the four forts to fire at the Qing army's artillery.
No matter how the Qing army roared with artillery, when the iron bullets weighing less than a kilogram hit the thick earth wall and the dust was flying, the four ZU-23 turrets set up fifty meters behind the position were still spitting out orange-red gunfire.
flame.
Four thousand cavalrymen from Zhasak Mongolia were beaten and turned upside down, leaving corpses strewn across the fields. These cavalrymen had been stunned by the fierce artillery fire. They forgot to escape at first and jumped off their horses to try to escape.
Suddenly, they turned around and saw the Chinese army's banner suddenly falling down, so they could no longer hold it up, and they all mounted their horses and fled westward.
Duerjia escaped, he was scared out of his wits! The fierce firepower in Beihai Town caused him to lose two of his three souls, leaving only one of his seven souls. At this moment, he just wanted to escape from this flesh and blood mill!
The soldier in charge of communications held the phone and covered his ear with one hand, conveying Zhao Xin's new order quickly and loudly.
When the muzzle rotation of the anti-aircraft guns was completed, the Qing artillery battalion in the middle that had not had time to escape was in dire straits! In the ensuing bombing, those Qing artillerymen who had no time to escape were beaten to pieces, and several 200 to 300 kilograms of copper
The cannon was blown up, mixed with the pieces of limbs flying in the air, and fell to the ground with a dull crashing sound. As streams of blood mist sprayed among the crowd, those Qing soldiers who survived were beaten to the point of crying.
Call mother, they no longer care about those cannons, they all threw down the tools and weapons in their hands, turned around and ran away.
"Ah sneeze!"
As the Qing troops gradually disappeared on the battlefield, Monk Zhou was choked by the smoke that filled the defense line and sneezed heavily. He wiped his nose with his sleeve, and the impulse caused by the intense secretion of adrenaline had not dissipated.
Excitement mixed with excitement and other indescribable emotions flowed in his chest.
Monk Zhou started singing again, but this time it was no longer the northern ditty of "Playing Jujube Gun", but the military song of Beihai Town. As the passionate singing sounded, the soldiers from the three surrounding companies also began to follow.
Singing slowly. Gradually, the singing voices of hundreds of people became louder and louder, piercing the smoke and echoing under Jurgen City.
"I am so angry that the rain has stopped at the end of the road! I look up to the sky and scream loudly with strong emotions~~ Thirty years of fame and dust~Eight thousand miles of clouds and moon!
The shame of Jingkang has not yet snowed! When will the hatred of the ministers be extinguished? The long chariot trampled through the Helan Mountain Que~~ The ambitious people were hungry, eating Hulu meat and laughing, talking about thirsty and drinking the blood of the Huns! Wait~ to clean up the old mountains and rivers from the beginning~ towards the Tianque!