Xinshun 1730

Chapter 196
Dace Lingdunduobu's intentions were too obvious, Liu Yu clenched his fists excitedly, this was exactly the moment he had been waiting for.

Of course, no matter how many tactics and strategies there are, they all need the support of combat power.

Now there are only three battalions left in the Chinese army on the resistance line, and the three battalions supported on the hill also ran forward, and the column marched to the predetermined position.

In order to prevent accidents, Liu Yu arranged another battalion to support the Chinese army.

The Chinese army has a total of seven battalions, with 500 soldiers. Once the cavalry of the quasi-division begins to charge, they must quickly form seven hollow formations with horns.

If the seven hollow formations couldn't hold up and were crushed by Zhunbu's Jingqi, then Liu Yu would be defeated in this battle.

If the seven hollow formations held up and the cavalry of the Zhunbu could not charge away, then Liu Yu would win the battle.

Now that both sides have taken the courage of the last fight, there is nothing to bet on.

The cannons that were maneuvered to deploy just now have been deployed to the predetermined positions and are preparing for test firing.

But this time Liu Yu's order was not for the artillery to turn back the cannons of the Zhunbu, but to take advantage of the hills and flanks and bombard the cavalry who were attacking the Zhunbu.

On the north side of the hill, the last mobile force, one grenadier battalion, three infantry battalions, five hundred light cavalry, and eight light cavalry cannons that quickly deployed along with them, were waiting for Liu Yu's order.

Once the last fine cavalry of the Zhunbu were stuck by the central army and could not break through, these last reserve troops on the north side had to take advantage of the fast march and go straight into the flank of the Zhunbu from the north.

With the characteristics of fast marching and changing formations of the battalion column, the gap is opened and the encirclement is completed.As long as the Zhunbu had more than a dozen cannons, Liu Yu would not dare to use the column like this, but if he didn't, he could use it with his heart.

As for the southern line, there is no point in paying attention to it anymore. Liu Yu is full of confidence that the Zhunbu will not be able to break through the southern line.

As for the Chinese army, the infantry cooperated with the cavalry, and after the cavalry forced out of the phalanx, the infantry followed up and shot at each other... If the people in the quasi-division could play it well, Dashun would have been turned into a civil fort long ago.

Looking at the Chinese army for the last time, he thought that as long as the seven battalion phalanx of the Chinese army can withstand the final charge of the quasi-horsemen's cavalry, the battle will be over.

In other words, since Song Renzong Jingyou three years after the defeat of the Guiyi Army, after 700 years, the Han army will be stationed in the south of the Altai Mountains again.

Chinese Army.

The billowing smoke and dust in the distance meant that the cavalry of the quasi-headquarters had begun to gather.

The phalanx has not yet been formed, so they are not in a hurry, and they are still shooting across the line.

As a drummer, Zhang Sanbiao beat the waist drum mechanically, just like during normal training.

He was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and the rifle he carried on his back was about his height.

Although the guns issued by these drummers are cavalry shorts, he is still young and has not yet grown up.

The pounding of the drums continued, and taking advantage of the gap between the beating of the drums, he lifted his hand up and lifted up the large felt hat that kept falling to cover his eyes.

Not even a military cap is the right size.

The musketeers on the opposite side had already begun to retreat, and a large number of corpses were piled up in front of the formation.

The officers knew that this was to make room for the cavalry's impact. The artillery on the hillside began to bombard the musketeers on the opposite side. The continuous rapid fire made the quasi-gunners unable to bear it.

"The whole battalion! The phalanx!"

Hearing the officer's yell, Zhang Sanbiao subconsciously tapped the drum a few times in a hurry, and the trumpeter next to him blew a piercing suona sound.

Several companies next to them quickly turned from a horizontal formation to a column formation, gathering towards the place where the military flag was raised.

Countless times of machinery under the whip made it take only 5 minutes for the whole battalion to transform from a horizontal formation to a square formation.

120 paces to their left is another phalanx.

Zhang Sanbiao is very short, hiding behind the phalanx, looking behind with his feet on his feet.A hundred paces behind them, there was also a phalanx.There is another one on the right.

After that, he won't be able to see clearly. This feeling of being next to someone made him feel at ease.

In war, people always die.But he saw a lot of things like dead people during the catastrophe that year.

He remembered Master Liu once said that disaster victims are the best soldiers in this era, because they can endure the bloodiest shooting.

Which country has made the lower class so miserable that it takes a lot of courage to survive, and the front line soldiers in this country must not be too bad... The premise is that the soldiers are paid enough and have enough food.

Zhang Sanbiao was not afraid of the dead, and neither were most of the people in the camp.Most of them are survivors after the whole family was starved to death. Not to mention the dead, I don’t even know how many corpses swelled up after death.

It is said that there are some people in the camp who have eaten human flesh, but it is not known whether it is true or not.

Years of training have trained these people like logs.In the words of Mr. Liu, this is called "dumb as a chicken".

Although the rooster crows, it has not changed. It looks like a wooden rooster;

Once the soldiers formed an formation, they were all as dull as a piece of wood that couldn't speak.

The orders of the officers are like a dog owner. After sipping and barking, the dog will come running.

Most of the infantry of the Qingzhou Army are in this state.

The same goes for Zhang Sanbiao.

He can be in a state of half asleep and half awake, and after hearing the officer's order, he can naturally tap out the corresponding rhythm with his hands.

"All battalion! Bayonets ready!"

dong dong dong...

Just like when calling the dog to eat, Zhang Sanbiao didn't need to think about the officer's command anymore, his arms vibrated rapidly, and the drum beat extremely fast.

When the drumbeat stopped, he took off the cavalry pistol on his back and put the bayonet on his waist.

The French cavalry gun with the bayonet installed was taller than him. When reloading, he had to use his legs to clamp the musket and tilt it, instead of standing up straight like those soldiers.

After loading the bayonet, he carried the musket on his back.

When the fight started for a while, the drumming could not stop, and the phalanx facing the enemy could not see behind them.

The sound of drums means that the phalanx is still there, that the phalanx has not been destroyed, and that there is no need to worry about the enemies behind.

As for the cavalry's charge, they had seen nothing more terrifying than this.On Liugong Island, cavalry are often organized to scare these infantry.

In the beginning, they frightened one by one, stabbing the horse's eyes with a stick.Later, after forming the formation, they held sticks together and endured the scene of the black cavalry charging towards them.

Whoever runs away will be punished with ten army sticks.

At the beginning, when one person trained alone, everyone was familiar with it.

But when forming a phalanx to face the black cavalry attack, some people still subconsciously want to run. The appearance of hundreds of cavalry charging up is too scary.

It's like the huge waves on the beach of Liugong Island, especially the one during the typhoon last year, which is frightening.

However, after repeated training and intimidation, and repeated beatings with military sticks, the soldiers became numb when they faced the cavalry charge again.

Totally numb.

The soldiers in the front row squatted on the ground and raised their bayonets.Four rows of thick phalanx, people next to each other, there is no way to retreat and nowhere to run.

In the distance, there was a rumbling sound like summer thunder, and a group of black cavalry rushed towards the phalanx.

Zhang Sanbiao stood on tiptoes while tapping the rhythm to keep his comrades steady.

The fastest cavalry rushed into a wave, and the few people in the front speeded up, slowly forming a wooden wedge shape.

These men were not attacking the phalanx of their battalion, but the phalanx to their left.

Those who rushed the fastest had spears between them.However, after only a few steps, there were several cannon shots on the hillside, and the front horses with spears were killed, and several people flew out and fell into the smoke and dust.

"Unlucky, if you don't fall to your death, you will be trampled to death."

Zhang Sanbiao muttered, and then looked at the quasi cavalry in front of his battalion. Compared with the wooden wedges next to him, this group of people was like a big tide, but it became more and more chaotic and scattered.

"It's far worse than the group of people in the cavalry battalion."

Thinking this way, the officers gave the order to fire in the first platoon, and Zhang Sanbiao groaned while beating his waist drum.

The soldier squatting on the ground raised his gun and aimed at the prospective cavalry who were getting closer in the distance, and a cloud of white gunpowder smoke rose from the camp square.

After shooting, he put the gun on the ground, inserted it obliquely, and stomped on it with his feet.

The sound of bang bang continued to echo in his ears, Zhang Sanbiao wondered if his comrades could hear the drumming at this time, but he dared not stop.

It was not only an order, but also because he knew that if the phalanx was broken, he would die too.Since the officers told him to keep knocking, he kept knocking.

"Soldiers! Hold on, hold on! After the battle, count the corpses. The price will be clearly marked, and the court will not lose money. Master Liu said that after this battle, there will be no more big battles. When the time comes When I go back, I have to go to the capital to serve as a soldier, and get a reward to marry a wife!"

Just like the style of the Qingzhou Army, they neither talk about being for His Majesty, nor about being for the country. The former is nonsense, and the latter is incomprehensible.On the other hand, silver military pay, as promised, will never be in short supply, and silver is always used to boost morale when wars start.

Zhang Sanbiao thought to himself, he has never seen what the capital looks like, but Mr. Liu never lies.It is said that after this battle, he will be able to go to the capital to serve as a soldier in the future, which will also give him a lot of experience, which is better than being on that island.

Seeing the cavalry rushing very close, Zhang Sanbiao wondered which unlucky guy would eat a grape shot first?Hitting the body with that thing is much worse than being hit with a musket, and it may not even leave a whole body behind.

boom……

The gunners of the battalion seemed to fulfill Zhang Sanbiao's wish, and after firing a final shot, they all slipped into the phalanx.

More than 20 cavalry were swept to the ground by a wave, and the cavalry behind had to get out of the dead body and go around.

The dense cavalry finally rushed to the front of the phalanx, with bang bang gunshots, and screams of being hit from time to time.

The war horses dare not charge directly into such a phalanx. If this is a horizontal line, perhaps the war horses have nowhere to go and can only charge.

However, this was just a phalanx, and there was more than a hundred steps of space between the two phalanxes. The quasi-horsemen subconsciously slipped into the gap and circled around.

Zhang Sanbiao felt that this was like going to the beach with his colleagues to play in the water, and a group of people splashed water on each other with wooden buckets.

The cavalry of the quasi-headquarters continued to rush in along the gap between the phalanxes, and the cavalry behind them crowded forward again. In places that Zhang Sanbiao couldn't see, a total of seven phalanxes formed a chessboard-like shape.

The cavalry of the quasi-department circled back and forth in the pores of the seven phalanxes, not because they didn't want to charge, but because they couldn't.

Those who rushed the fastest were almost dead. First, they were swept by the artillery of each battalion, and then they were fired several times. The dead bodies piled up in front of each square made it impossible for the follow-up horses to rush.

Horses are also afraid of sharp bayonets. These piled up dead bodies cannot be rushed without super good horsemanship.Horses also get tripped.

The seven phalanxes are like seven showers, and the prospective cavalry bathed in them enjoy a shower of lead bullets.

The armor they are proud of can block a bow and arrow with a kinetic energy of 130 joules, but it cannot block a lead bullet with a kinetic energy of 1800 joules at all.

A ten-fold difference requires armor at least 7 mm thick. There is no armor with a thickness of 7 mm at the base, and it is estimated that it will not be able to penetrate an iron plate nearly one centimeter thick.

The scattered cavalry is worse than the infantry attacking the bastion on foot.

A phalanx is not very useful, but when the phalanx itself also intersects with each other's horns, it is not much different from the crossfire of the bastion.

The most frightening thing was the moment when the cavalry first rushed to the vicinity of the phalanx. Once the first wave did not break through, the subsequent impact force was relieved, and the phalanx stabilized.

The cavalry of the quasi-corps is not a question of whether they can charge through the wall, but that they can't charge in waves at all, especially if the whole team can't charge back after they can't charge.It's not that they don't understand, it's not that they can't, but that their organization and training can't do it.

Little Ce Lingdun Duobu was already red-eyed, he had never seen such infantry, let alone such a phalanx.

Can't get in at all.

His horse had already been beaten to death twice, and when he was changing to the third horse, his subordinates stopped him and shouted, "Back, don't rush."

Xiao Celing Dunduobu raised his hand, pushed away the arm of his bodyguard, looked at the corpses all over the ground and shouted: "So many warriors, are they dead in vain? If you can't break through this battle, Our Junggar tribe is about to end. Warriors, follow me and charge again!"

With a yell, more than a hundred guards gathered around him, Xiao Celing Dunduobu held a scimitar, and with the courage to die, formed a team amidst the gunshots.

The entourage around him still had courage and discipline, and quickly formed around him again, rushing to the first phalanx.

As long as you can break through the first one, you may be able to bring courage, and you may be able to break through the next few formations.

People were constantly being hit by lead bullets and fell off their horses, and some people tripped over corpses on the ground because they rushed too fast.

Around the front of the phalanx, the piled corpses were as high as half a person, and the horses that were hit fell to the ground, blood staining the surrounding grass.

The red-eyed little Ce Lingdunduobu showed the riding skills that the headquarter envied, bypassed a dead horse, beat the horse with all his strength, and shouted: "Don't retreat, charge in!"

The last yell encouraged the dozens of remaining people around them to rush towards the already loose phalanx.

laugh……

The horse desperately knocked away the two people in the front row, and more bayonets were stuck on the horse. The newly replaced horse couldn't hold on, and fell down in the phalanx with a whimper.

Little Ce Lingdunduobu was thrown into the square formation. He was also a battle-hardened man who was known as the number one warrior in Junggar. He rolled on the ground, took advantage of the situation to stand up, and drew out his scimitar to face a man with his back facing him. His pvt. cut off.

The private soldier was concentrating on loading, but at the moment when his scimitar was about to cut down, little Cering Dunduobu felt a sharp pain in his back, as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and all the strength in his body was suddenly sucked away. .

Turning his head, he wanted to see what kind of hero he, the number one warrior of the Junggar tribe, died under.

However, looking back, I found that the one who stabbed me to death was a half-grown child who was not as tall as a rifle, wearing a big red tasseled felt hat, a waist drum hanging from his waist, and the muzzle of the rifle in his hand was still emitting white blood. cigarette.

"Uh……"

Little Celing Dunduobu fell to the ground and twitched a few times. The last thing he saw was the half-grown child who was as dumb as a Han farmer cutting wheat.

He put his rifle on his back in a dull manner, and continued to beat his waist drum in a dull and mechanical way.It is like a farmer cutting wheat, stupidly cutting down the wheat, and stupidly binding the wheat into bundles.

As for whether the harvested wheat tree was the tallest and strongest in the wheat field, no one cared.

(End of this chapter)