Tang Mo's battle line is wider than normal, which can give full play to the advantages of the needle gun's fast firing rate and stronger firepower.
But in the eyes of opponents who didn't know the existence of needle guns, his battle line was too loose and looked like child's play.
However, he himself knew that his soldiers all knew how powerful their attack power would be if they spread out like this.
"Fire! Fire!" Just as Tang Mo led his troops to move closer to Susas' troops, Tucci's confidant finally gave the order.
Following his order, the artillery position beside him emitted a stream of white smoke, and a row of artillery shells rushed towards Tang Mo's military line.
"Boom!" The huge sound of artillery accompanied by the roaring shells passed through Tang Mo's battle line. A soldier walking in front was directly cut into two pieces by the shells.
Before he could even scream, his upper body flew out, and blood splashed onto the face of the soldier behind him, startling him.
Tang Mo was also a little panicked. It was also the first time for him to stand under the enemy's gun. Although it was not that he had never killed someone or seen the hail of bullets, this kind of personal participation in the war still made him
Somewhat nervous.
On the battlefield, guns and guns have no eyesight. No matter how safe it is, he may die in the next second. Tang Mo didn't want to die because he had already died once.
However, he has his career, he is responsible for the workers who are still in the Bunas factory, he is responsible for the Northridge hunters who follow him and trust him, and he is responsible for himself!
Kneel and surrender to Cyric? Become a dog to those damn nobles? Are you kidding! Kneel down to survive? No! Never! I want to make money standing up, not kneel down and be bullied! Everything about me,
It’s all up to me!
Thinking of this, Tang Mo gritted his teeth, carried a Tang's K1 gun, followed the soldiers around him, and continued to walk forward step by step. As he walked, he shouted loudly in the face of the roaring shells.
Said: "Hold on! I am with you!"
"Boom!" Another artillery shell hit the ground, bringing up a piece of soil, mixed with strong wind, and flew over the heads of Tang Mo's soldiers.
Tang Mo continued to move forward after the cannonballs flew by, and continued to encourage his soldiers: "Keep moving forward! Follow the flag!"
At this time, Tang Mo's strange battle line of shallow depth and double row advancement showed its advantage. It was also a cannonball. If it rushed into the square formation, it would definitely cause a lot of casualties. But against Tang Mo's formation, at most
It can only kill two or three soldiers.
Today's solid iron cannonballs, if they don't happen to land in the crowd, are really far less lethal than grenades. So Tang Mo's recruits actually braved the enemy's fire and walked to about 100
at the position of meters.
"Stop!" Finally, Tang Mo knew that his opportunity had come. His needle gun used a closed bolt, which was much more airtight than a flintlock gun that was born with a ignition hole.
a little.
What's more, the needle-fired gun that uses Mini bullets and rifling completely crushes the flintlock gun in terms of accuracy, so Tang Mo has an absolute advantage in range.
He dared to order a volley of fire from a distance of about 100 meters, but in most cases the opponent would only fire from 50 meters away.
The difference is that he can still maintain accuracy when firing from a distance of 100 meters, but when the opponent fires a salvo from a distance of 50 meters, it is worth celebrating if he can hit three out of ten bullets.
"Hold on!" Tang Mo raised the rifle in his hand and loudly reminded the soldiers around him: "Raise the gun!"
Weiss shouted loudly not far away: "Raise the gun!"
The soldiers of both companies raised their rifles. They pressed their eyes on the rear sight, looking through the gap above at the enemy a hundred meters away.
Seeing their actions, the commanders of Susas secretly breathed a sigh of relief: These must be new recruits from Beiling. They did not have the courage to advance to about 40 meters before firing, so there was no guarantee of shooting accuracy.
Under normal circumstances, the normal combat distance between the two sides is between 30 meters and 40 meters. Well-trained troops can even persist until about 25 meters before firing to ensure that the enemy can be destroyed in one salvo.
At this moment, while Susas's soldiers were waiting for the opponent's first salvo, two artillery pieces roared one after another from the artillery position behind Tang Mo.
This time, Tang Mo's artillery commanders had no intention of firing volleys. They calculated individually, and some even asked the boy scouts on the side to help. In short, they each came up with what they thought were accurate firing parameters.
Then, after adjusting the shooting angle, the two cannons immediately opened fire, launching a new round of shelling.
The two shells crossed Tang Mo's battle line and roared into the square formation of Susas' troops. One landed in the corner and the other in the center.
The cannonball that landed in the corner hit the ground first and exploded instantly in the corner of a square formation. The explosion blew away seven or eight soldiers at once. At the same time, the shock wave and rain of bullets instantly caused the surrounding soldiers to stagger.
The densely populated phalanx was simply the best target for the howitzer. The explosion engulfed the panicked Susa soldiers and the commander of the phalanx in an instant.
Before the soldiers in this phalanx could collapse, the second shell exploded in the center of the crowd in another phalanx.
This time the effect seemed to be better. The explosion tore two soldiers into pieces at once, and then blew seven or eight soldiers away.
The surrounding soldiers fell in an instant. The Susas soldiers, who had never experienced such a tragic explosion, suddenly ran around and hid.
"Fire!" At this time, Tang Mo shouted loudly while pulling the trigger.
"Fire!" Weiss's voice also shouted. He also picked up the K1 gun in his hand and pulled the trigger at a soldier in the distance.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Bang!" A puff of white smoke rolled out, Tang Mo fired his rifle and sounded the horn for a volley.
Around him, all the soldiers pulled the triggers, and the entire battle line was filled with billowing white smoke, and gunshots were heard everywhere.
"Second Platoon, come forward!" After firing, just like during training, without even looking at the results of the battle, the company commanders of the two companies took the lead and shouted habitually.
The soldiers who stayed in place also had their own commanders, and shouts of "Load the bullets!" echoed throughout the position.
"Second row, raise your guns! Fire!" The two company commanders passed over Tang Mo and Weiss, raised their chins, and loudly gave the order to fire again.
The soldiers in the second row also picked up the rifles in their hands, pointed at the Sussus phalanx in the distance, and pulled the triggers.
Tang Mo was a little nervous. He stood there, opened the bolt of the gun, and used the brush he had held in his hand in advance to sweep the gunpowder residue in the barrel of the gun.
In his ears, the second gunshot had already reverberated, and he didn't know the outcome of the battle, because his eyes were always fixed on his clumsy fingers.
With the sound of the first salvo, the outermost Sussus soldiers fell one by one. They were surprised to find that the bullets flying at such a long distance were so accurate.
They crowded together, staring at their fallen comrades with wide eyes, watching their blood spurting out of their blue military uniforms, watching them holding their stomachs and screaming in agony.
"They are coming! They are coming!" A Sussian soldier pushed aside his companions, hoping to get into a position further inside the phalanx.
"Steady! Stay calm!" A Sussian officer loudly maintained the order of his phalanx, regardless of the corpse lying at his feet.
Unfortunately, his efforts were basically in vain, because his phalanx had been disrupted by the shells that had just fallen, and he was no longer able to effectively restrain his men.
"Bah!" One of the Susas soldiers couldn't bear it any longer. He picked up his weapon and fired a shot in the direction of the enemy's queue.
Then, as if they had been inspired, all the Sussus soldiers picked up their weapons desperately, and regardless of their commanders yelling and scolding, they pulled the triggers regardless.
The sound of random gunfire became one, and then they were surprised to find that almost no one of the enemies standing not far from them fell.
The Sussian soldiers who fired a shot began to reload. They put down their muskets, opened the powder bag, and began to pour gunpowder into the barrel of the flintlock.
Some people forgot to clean the barrels of their guns, and some even spilled gunpowder out of nervousness. The entire phalanx became a mess and it was impossible to command effectively.
"Damn it!" Tucci's confidant cursed as he looked at what was happening in front of him. He knew that the situation was over now, and all he could do was rely on the strength of numbers to delay the collapse.
Thinking of this, he cursed again unwillingly: "Damn it!"
As a result, while he was cursing, a second shot from Tang Mo's troops suddenly struck, and another group of soldiers standing in front of him fell down. The entire battlefield was filled with the smell of blood.
"Where's the artillery? Where's the artillery? Quick! Push the artillery up! Quick!" As if waking up from a dream, he finally remembered that he still had shotguns to try, and artillery to resist.
This distance is almost the effective attack distance of shotguns. He still has a chance! He still has a chance to turn defeat into victory...
Just when everyone was busy and started to push the heavy and clumsy cannons, the third salvo shattered everyone's dreams.
Amidst the gunfire that sounded like a devil's cry, someone finally realized what made the unique gunfire different: "What the hell is that? How could they complete a reload so quickly?"
Another group of Susus soldiers fell... The reason why Susus' military formation has not collapsed yet is actually because things happened too fast, and everyone is still in a state of confusion.
