Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 555 Solving the Bandits 8
The rogue got busy nervously.Originally, the elite soldiers of the old battalion had objections to the leaders, but they had even greater objections to the Heluo new army asking them to surrender unconditionally.What a joke, we hang our heads on our waists to rebel, isn't it just to get rich and to surrender unconditionally?Then our previous hardships were not in vain!No, absolutely not!I heard that the Heluo New Army didn't use artillery, so they used [-] musketeers to fight them. Immediately, their morale was greatly boosted, and they rushed to sign up. In the end, Luo Rucai pulled out far more than [-] troops.Is there any way, the fighting spirit is too high, brothers!
The [-] musketeers of the Heluo New Army watched the rogue bandits indifferently without saying a word, just holding the rifles in their hands tightly.The first bullet has already been loaded, just waiting for them to pull the trigger and reap the lives. It has a caliber of [-] mm and uses collodion as the propellant. The power is naturally very amazing. Even if it is shot without death, it will be crippled. !

Yuan Zongdi had been observing the actions of these musketeers, and seeing that they remained silent from the beginning to the end, he felt startled, and said to Luo Rucai in a low voice: "Living Cao Cao, be careful, this army of officers and soldiers is not easy to deal with!"

Luo Rucai said contemptuously: "If they want to use long spears and axes to kill people face to face, I'm still a little scared of them, but they actually use this kind of fire stick to bet with us, I can only say that they are tired of working!" Come on, I will soon defeat these officers and soldiers with fire sticks, and then slowly negotiate terms with them!" With a wild laugh, he flew on his horse and shouted: "Brothers, prepare to fight! After this battle, everyone will Have a good time!"

The elite soldiers of the old battalion cheered loudly.

Li Yan shook his head and closed his eyes.

He Yilong said: "I'll take the lead!"

Luo Rucai said: "No, your cavalry can't move yet, wait on the sidelines, and then launch when the time is right, and give them a fatal blow!" Picking up a large shield, he shouted at the elite soldiers of the old battalion: "Hold on to the shield, Line up and rush up, don't be afraid, the firecrackers of the officers and soldiers are very rotten, if you hit them once, they will turn into firesticks!"

The elite soldiers of the old battalion took up their shields one after another, yelled at the musketeers like a demonstration, and even howled like wild animals.This is also a relatively effective psychological tactic, which can often shake the enemy's morale.It's a pity that this trick is useless to the Heluo new army. They just put their rifles on their shoulders and looked at their opponents coldly.These musketeers were completely lightly dressed, only wearing a steel helmet, and replaced the breastplate with ceramic ones.This long piece of ceramic is placed in a linen corset, which costs 12 yuan in total and weighs half a catty a piece, which is much lighter and cheaper than a breastplate made of fine steel.This kind of ceramic is fired in an extremely hot furnace. It is thick and hard enough to withstand a direct hit from a light arrow. Of course, a heavy arrow can shoot through it, but each piece of ceramic is confined in a very small space. Here, after being crushed, the ceramic fragments will be tightly squeezed together, forming a great resistance to the arrow, and the lethality is greatly reduced.I started working on this thing two years ago, and now it's finally out.

Since the musketeers were not covered with thick armor like the melee soldiers, the old battalion elite's contempt for them deepened.After finishing the assembly, Luo Ru said hello to Han Peng, and then led these elites with a relaxed face, almost unscrupulously walking towards the line of musketeers.Yes, he walked instead of rushing, and his contempt for the musketeers was so penetrating.

Han Peng was speechless, and murmured: "I really don't know how to write the word dead!"

The elite of the old battalion of rogue bandits advanced rapidly, and the distance between the two sides quickly narrowed.

The distance between the two sides is only 150 meters.

Xu Gong, who was commanding the musketeers, shouted: "Fire!"

The first row of musketeers raised their guns in unison and pulled the trigger at the same time. Five hundred rifled flintlocks fired at the same time, and the muzzles ejected slender flames.There is no choking smoke, and the sound of the gun is crisp and clear, which is completely different from shooting with black powder. Musketeers really hate the smoke that can make people cry when firing black powder.The momentum of a flintlock gun firing is not very good, but five hundred of them firing at the same time is a bit scary. The gunshots resounded throughout the valley, tearing the air and time and space.At this time, the new army of Heluo made its first cry of modernization or even quasi-modernization, and the elites of the old battalion on the opposite side were their sacrifices to the God of War!
Seeing that the distance was still so far, the Heluo New Army opened fire. Luo Rucai waited for the old bandits who were used to fighting to subconsciously want to laugh, so far away, what can you hit!However, the smile froze just as soon as it emerged from the corner of his mouth:

Screeching piercing bullets!
A torn body!

Blood splattered!

Heart-piercing screams!

The blood splattered straight on the face, and the wounded soldiers who fell to the ground and wailed told the rogues a terrible fact: 150 meters is the best range for rifled flintlocks. Must accept the embrace of death!

With just one volley, the rogues fell as many as 60 to [-] people like cutting wheat.

There was no time to react, the screams of the rogue who had been shot and fell to the ground had just reached his ears, and the forward steps were still moving, when the second volley started again.There was another burst of gunshots with indistinct scores. This time, more people fell to the ground. Many of them were shot in the chest. Those who were shot were dead before they felt the pain.Immediately afterwards, the third volley started again, without any suspense. Rolling on the ground, the sound is not human.Three volleys passed, and the elite of the rogue old camp had nearly 200 casualties. However, such a huge casualty was produced in just 30 seconds, and the efficiency was so high that it was chilling.

The general of Heluo's new army, who was riding on a tall horse and watching the battle with concentration, was also frightened.Against a shield-wielding target, the formation-breaking crossbow will never be able to hit such an efficiency at this distance. Well, it looks good. It is not unreasonable for the adults to ask to form an all-firearms unit. You have to study it later!

The generals of Heluo's new army were only scared, but Luo Rucai, Liu Xiyao, He Yilong and others were almost terrified!They never dreamed that the firearms of the Heluo New Army were so sharp that the elites under their command who had survived a hundred battles were only worth a lead bullet in front of these ruthless musketeers!Luo Rucai roared hysterically: "Rush up! Their lead bullets have been knocked out, go up and fight them hand-to-hand!" The rogue with a blank mind instinctively howled like a beast, holding his shield and sprinting towards He Luo at a speed of [-] meters. The new army rushed over.Although the muskets of the Heluo New Army are powerful, the bullets have been knocked out, and it takes time to reload. As long as they can crash into the musketeer's line array before the musketeer loads the second bullet, it will be a one-sided massacre !

It's a pity that the ideal is full, but the reality is cruel.They only rushed forward for about 90 meters, and saw hundreds of muskets spewing deadly flames at them.Shields failed to provide them with any effective protection. Whether it was covered with cowhide or nailed with iron, they could be pierced with a single blow. The deformed warheads were even more lethal. Most of those who were shot had their chests exploded, blood mixed with pieces of internal organs. It spewed out, throwing the sword and shield far away.After firing this shot, the first row retreated, the second row stepped up, raised their guns and fired angrily.After finishing the second row, there was another salvo on the top of the third row... The whole three-stage shooting was like an assembly line, causing casualties with amazing efficiency.Due to the shortened distance, the hit rate was higher, and the casualties of the rogues doubled. A single salvo would wipe out all the rogues within 1 meters.In just one minute, twelve platoon guns poured over, and the old battalion elite who hadn't been shot looked around blankly, and what they saw were piles of corpses.As for He Yilong's team of [-] horses, the horses were frightened by the dense gunshots and neighed wildly, jumping and scurrying into a mess, there was no way to attack from the side.

The charging gunmen of the rogues stopped unconsciously, looking around blankly.How can I fight this battle? If I work so hard, I can't get in front of others. If they move their fingers, a lot of people will be killed or injured. Even if they invite famous generals like Wu Qi and Bai Qi to come, it's useless!Liu Xiyao jumped on his feet and cursed: "Come on! Damn it, standing here can only be used as a target, and only by rushing over can there be any hope of victory!"

Makes sense... makes sense.The problem is that I really can't rush through!In the Battle of Baliqiao, three thousand Mongolian cavalry desperately attacked the hollow phalanx of the Anglo-French allied forces, but they were killed and wounded but failed to rush in front of them. At that time, the guys in the hands of the Anglo-French allied forces were far worse than those of the Heluo New Army.Just a group of hungry infantry, hitting the line of musketeers with rifled flintlocks head-on, what is the difference between that and courting death!
Despite this, the elite of the old bandit battalion mustered up the last bit of courage, and rushed up howling in the gaps between musket shots.Their howling trembled slightly, the idea of ​​defeating the Heluo Xinjun had been ruthlessly crushed by the Heluo Xinjun, and now they were just fighting for survival.

If they rushed in front of the officers and soldiers, they would have the hope of surviving. If they stayed where they were or fled, they could only be targeted by others!

This time Xu Gong didn't give the order to fire, and after the last row had loaded the bullets, he ordered: "Load the bayonet!"

Without any hesitation, 81 musketeers pulled out imitation [-]-style military jabs and made a loud sound. The front row squatted, the second row half-kneeled, the third row stood, and the three rows of muskets pointed at their opponents densely.

The rogue came roaring, the distance was getting closer, and the faces distorted by anger or fear became more and more clear.

The musketeer remained fearfully silent.Shanxi Lengwa didn't talk much at ordinary times, and even less on the battlefield. They just stared at the rogues coldly, as if they were looking at a group of dead people.

The rogues were chilled by the cold gaze, but the people behind kept coming, they had no chance to retreat, they could only be surrounded by the flow of people, screaming desperately and rushing forward.Those with bows and arrows took out their bows and arrows and threw them at the musketeers. The sparse arrows hit the helmets or breastplates of the musketeers, making a crisp sound. Those musketeers were like a group of unconscious puppets, motionless, occasionally a few The one who fell down after being shot in the shoulder or leg didn't say a word. The discipline and patience were so strict that Yuan Zongdi felt chills down his spine.

There are only 20 meters left.Every musketeer looked around, and all he saw was the surging flow of people, and what filled the eardrums was the screams of wounded beasts.

Xu Gong shouted: "Fire!"

Bang bang bang bang!
The entire line array turned into a sea of ​​flames in an instant. The flames ejected from more than 1000 muskets were like more than 1000 scythes protruding. gunshots.No one can describe the magnificence and cruelty of this scene. From Yuan Zongdi's perspective, he clearly saw a large cloud of blood sprayed among the bandits. In the blood mist, the living and the dead turned into blood men. People turned their backs, at least Five or six hundred people wailed and fell to the ground in an instant, and the entire formation was pierced!Five or six hundred casualties in a battle is nothing, but if the five or six hundred casualties were formed within a second or two, it would be too appalling!This round of volley completely destroyed the last trace of courage of those old battalion elites. They stared blankly at the corpses and wounded on the front, back, left, and right sides, and at the sparse and blood-covered companion, their legs were shaking, and they tried their best to fight back. Couldn't take another step forward.Someone screamed wildly, dropped their weapons and fled back, their psychology had already collapsed.

More collapse is yet to come.Xu Gong gave an order, and [-] musketeers roared in unison, and rushed towards the collapsed opponent like a tiger descending a mountain. There was a muffled sound of bayonets tearing flesh and blood. Stabbed or knocked down by the butt of a gun.Some elite veterans swung their knives instinctively to resist, and immediately attracted at least three bayonet attacks. Each bayonet was as fast as lightning, and the angle of attack was tricky and fierce, often stabbing him over with just one encounter.A group of three musketeers swept through the rogues like a hurricane. Wherever they went, there would soon be no more standing creatures. The cold bayonet pierced into the body told the rogues that even if they really rushed In front of the musketeers, there is no chance!
The entire battle was a one-sided massacre from beginning to end!

There was no trace of blood on Yuan Zongdi's face, his whole body was trembling, and he suddenly threw himself in front of Han Peng's horse, crying, "Don't kill! We surrendered! Please, don't kill any more!"

(End of this chapter)