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Chapter 358 Anyone who fires without orders will be killed immediately!

Three tigers of the bird gun soldiers took the bird guns in their hands, and the matchlock had been loaded. He checked the gunpowder again, and waited for the military order to ignite the matchlock and prepare to shoot.

"Team B and Team D of Bureau D stepped forward with shields and lined up the gunslingers!" the general manager Liu Changliang licked his scarred face and roared loudly.

There was a sound of orderly footsteps, and the two teams of cold soldiers with swords and shields marched forward, forming a shield formation in front of the gunfire soldiers in the first and third rounds.

Division A had just formed an formation, and Jin Yong and Chen Zhong, the generals of Division B, also led the Chinese cavalry and a large convoy to the hilly highland.

The driver of the cart and the co-pilots are lining up the carts on the southeast and north sides, with ten carts lined up on each side, and all the ten large carts are lined up in the east direction.

Then, the sergeants accompanying each car unloaded the mules and horses, and brought them into the battle, and the barges of each car were in charge of guarding them. On the outside of the cart, build a car city.

Jin Yong commanded the formation of Checheng, but left the west side alone for defense. This side was defended by Chen Zhong's nearly [-] rangers. Leaving this opening was also convenient for their cavalry to attack. The infantry formations of Division A and Division B of the battalion are not easy for the enemy to attack from this side.

The eight tiger squatting cannons were placed four on the east and south respectively, but no artillery positions were set on the north.

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At this time, there was a lot of smoke and dust in the distance to the south of the army formation, and the sound of hooves was rumbling.

The rangers that Chen Zhong sent out to scout before also rushed back in twos and threes. Behind them was a large cloud of smoke and dust.

"Boom! Boom!"

The sound of the cannon from the Central Military Department came again, followed by another rush of drums.

"Advance in formation and move closer to Zhongjun Checheng!"

Chief Division Chief Liu Changliang, with a scarred face, shouted loudly: "Each team pays attention to maintaining the formation, marching in formation, and don't scurry around. Those who leave the formation without permission will be killed immediately!"

Division A's four hundred-man bureaus maintained the tight military formation they had just formed, and slowly moved towards the hilly highlands on the left.

In Checheng, Jin Yong was standing on the car, holding a binocular in his hand, observing the situation of the two formations on the avenue.

When he saw that Division A and Division B maintained the strict formation of two phalanxes and moved towards the high ground alternately, there was no sign of panic at all, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

The generals of Jin Yong's Division B Squadron and above were all veterans who accompanied Zhang Cheng to Jingqin King, and most of the commanders of the Jiajia were former Kaipingwei veterans, and some were selected from the new army.

"This group of Shangguans are really calm. They didn't panic in the face of hundreds of enemy cavalry. As expected, they have seen blood. They are really kind!"

Cheng Sanhu followed closely behind Jiachang Tan Hesheng, and he kept silently saying in his heart, "Follow closely, don't run past me again!"

Seeing the teams of the two divisions over there gradually approaching the high ground, President Qian Jin Yong hastily ordered in a loud voice:
"Reiterate the military order again. When facing the enemy, everything must be obeyed. No noise, no looking around, no turning around without authorization, and all violators will be beheaded!"

As he spoke, he pulled out the saber at his waist and slashed fiercely in the void.

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Division A led Liu Changliang, the general manager, to stride outside the army formation, and also shouted orders: "March in formation, follow the predecessors closely, do not make noise, do not leave the formation without authorization, keep the formation in order during the march, and do not turn back without authorization. All beheaded!"

"You son of a bitch, you're here to scare us again, you really think you're the only one who isn't afraid of death!"

Cheng Sanhu only dared to curse a few words in his heart, but he didn't dare to move his body a little bit. In his eyes, the scar was like a killing god, and almost all the sergeants of the Jia Division believed in it.

In fact, most of the soldiers in Division A were more afraid of the whip in Liu Changliang's hand than the fear of unknown enemies and death.

How many people in the department have not been beaten by this whip since the practice?

It can be said that the leather whip in the hands of Chief Secretary Liu Changliang has a dark red color, which is almost stained red by the blood of all the officers and men of the division. In Liu Changliang's words:
Today's whip is to save your life. If you get whipped harder today, your memory will grow. Only by going to the battlefield in the future will you be able to come back alive!

Division A and Division B of Part B have all withdrawn to the slope of the mound highland. Outside Checheng, they still line up behind the sword and shield soldiers with the fire gun bureau, and the soldiers of the cold soldier bureau hold spears at the rear. form a formation.

In the distance, the smoke and dust were still billowing, and the sound of hooves was rumbling. In the smoke and dust, groups of enemy cavalry could be vaguely seen galloping back and forth, as if they were still chasing and fighting with the cavalry under Chen Zhong's command.

At this time, the gong sounded again from the direction of the Chinese army in Checheng, followed by the voice of the Chinese army flag ordering the soldiers to shout: "Everyone sit down and rest."

The officers of various divisions and bureaus also shouted orders to convey. After the second armor chief's shouted order sounded, Cheng Sanhu sat down on the ground in place, leaned the bird gun on his shoulder, and let out a deep breath. But I thought in my heart:

"It can be regarded as a rest. We need to gather some strength to come back. If the bandit cavalry really rushes up later, we must try to cut off a head. Also let Scar Qianhu look at our prestige!"

Cheng Sanhu, like other military households on the North Road, also has a set of martial arts in his family. He has practiced marksmanship and sword and shield tactics since he was a child. soldier.

Although the bird gun in his hand has only been practiced for three months, he is still very proficient, but he is still not at ease. Even when he practiced on weekdays, he would stare at his eyes and aim hard, but the result was a piece of wood when he fired the gun. The smoke, whether it hits or not, only God knows.

He thought that when he practiced shooting, he could check the target later to know whether he hit it, but in this battle, he could only aim and shoot, and he couldn't control whether he hit it or not.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but touched the saber at his waist again. He still felt more at ease with the sword. He always heard the elders talk about the explosion of the firecracker before the battle. Selected things, but still a little worried.

At this time, he saw Zheng Youjin, the chief executive of Baibai, took out the Heli bow from the double thrusts in his waist, put on an arrow and threw it forward. The arrow fell a hundred steps away. Cheng Sanhu knew that it was marking the range. He sat on the ground and held the bird gun tightly again, and the battle was about to start.

There were about a dozen ranger scouts galloping back to the central army. There was a faint trace of bright red on their bodies, and the enemy cavalry followed closely behind and roared towards this side. There seemed to be no less than a few hundred riders.

Two or three hundred paces away, amidst the smoke and dust, bursts of hissing could be heard.

"Tom!"

With the sound of a trumpet from the Chinese army, the sound of 哱哒 sounded again.

"Everyone is there, stand up and fight!"

Zheng Youjin, chief executive of Baibai, delivered the military order loudly.

"Raise the gun in the bird's hand and light the matchlock!" The command sounded again.

Cheng Sanhu ignited the matchlock, held the blunderbuss flat on his chest, aimed ahead, and only waited for the order to fire.

"Listen well, it is strictly forbidden to open fire without authorization!
If you don't hear the sound of the swan's trumpet, even if the thief has already rushed to your eyes, you can't open fire.

Anyone who dares to fire in violation of the order, even if you kill the two thieves with one shot, will immediately cut off your head and seeds by marching! "

Commander Liu Changliang's voice was passed on by each hundred generals and team leaders in turn.

"Do not fire without order, and those who violate it will be killed immediately!"

(End of this chapter)