Qianlong: Qing Dynasty?What about my Daqing?

Chapter 41 Soldier vs. Soldier, compare goods 【for collection, for further reading】

Chapter 41. Soldier to soldier, compare goods
"Master Lin, do you still want to fight?"

Liu Ganxing didn't sit on the pole anymore, but stood on a carriage.

But when I was asking questions, my calves were cramping.

Not afraid of not knowing the goods, but afraid of comparing goods.

On the coalition side, there are [-] Qing soldiers and [-] native troops.

When he first came out, he still looked a little majestic.

In the view of Liu Ganxing, who has a lot of experience in gang fights.

With these 8 people.

Not to mention throwing the whip to cut off the flow.

How can crush Pontianak!

Wait until this battle is over.

You can get the canonization of the Qing Dynasty by yourself, and this West Borneo will become the world of the Liu family.

just now
When seeing the Ming army coming out of the camp.

His enthusiasm was poured cold water.

The team of the Ming army on the opposite side was as neat as knives and axes.

And what about myself?

It's as messy as a vegetable market.

After seeing the army on the opposite side coming out, he was also frightened and confused.

If it weren't for the advantage of numbers, it would be too great.

These cobbled together Chinese underworld armies and native tribal armies may soon become the hero of "fleeing after seeing the enemy".

Lin Guoliang frowned.

There are not many Ming soldiers on the opposite side.

But elites are really elites.

Wearing a cotton military uniform that looks very energetic.

Carrying a nine-foot-long musket, there is a shining bayonet stuck in the tip of the gun.

Two squads of 20 people form a horizontal line, three horizontal lines form a platoon, and three platoons form an infantry company. Each fully formed company has 180 soldiers plus 200 officers, and the number is exactly [-].

Three companies lined up, forming a very open front.

He was walking slowly with a neat pace.

Although the number of people is small.

But there was an overwhelming momentum.

Lin Guoliang was terrified when he saw it.

"No, Guangzhou City, the Eight Banners Heavenly Soldiers in Beijing City are nothing more than that?"

Lin Guoliang thought.

The image of the Heavenly Soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty can be said to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Although Qianlong was well aware that his Eight Banners soldiers were not able to fight anymore-but this was the biggest secret of the entire Qing Dynasty.

The Eight Banners are not doing well, but the Han people must never know.

So in the propaganda caliber of the Qing Dynasty.

The Eight Banners are still Heavenly Soldiers.

As soon as the soldiers came out.

There is nothing you can't win.

Now Lin Guoliang imagined the Niming Army in front of him as an army comparable to the Eight Banners Heavenly Soldiers in Beijing.

It's already a bit outrageous.

Fortunately, there is no mind reading in this world.

No one knew what Lin Guoliang was thinking.

He frowned and said, "Major Gropp, why don't you test it out first."

The Dutchman Gropp knows the goods.

Of course he knew that the army on the opposite side was not simple.

But in any case, I have a numerical advantage on my side.

"I agree."

Gropp put down the binoculars in his hand,

He and Lin Guoliang are the actual commanders of the coalition forces.

"How about sending [-] Chinese musketeers and [-] native hand-to-hand soldiers to fight first, and the rest of the army as a reserve team? Let Lieutenant West command this battle."

"Okay!" Lin Guoliang nodded in agreement.

He knew that these Dutchmen had something to offer.

At least he is more capable than his colleagues and subordinates in the Guangdong Green Camp.

The deployment of troops is haphazard.

A Dutch officer came out, and Gropp explained: "Lieutenant West, you are in charge of commanding this round of attack, and dispatched 10 six-pound guns. Remember, there is no need for a strong attack, and the enemy firearms within 100 yards." Just shoot it!"

"Yes! Major!!"

100 yards is about 90 meters.

This distance is actually almost the limit of the effective range of a flintlock musket.

To hit a target with a flintlock musket at this distance, it must be possible for a well-trained soldier to use the best possible firearms and ammunition.

But now the coalition forces certainly do not have such soldiers.

therefore.

This time the attack was just a trial.

Just when the coalition forces were still chaotically ordering troops to fight.

On the opposite side, another army appeared from the Ming army.

Two troops with the same number as the frontal Ming army came in columns from both sides. It seemed that they were preparing to cooperate with the army in the middle to form a pincer attack!

"Pinch attack?"

Both Lin Guoliang and Glop were shocked.

These Ming soldiers are also too confident, or arrogant!
Facing an enemy whose number is dozens of times larger than his own, he actually made an aggressive posture! !

"Ordering the army to shrink, they actually want to attack us from the front, left, and right at the same time? This is too arrogant!"

Gropp took a deep breath and said.

And this time.

The [-] Chinese musketeers and [-] native hand-to-hand soldiers who were preparing to fight have also been pulled out.

Although somewhat confusing.

But an army formation was formed in front of him.

Three thousand Chinese musketeers lined up in crooked rows.

The native hand-to-hand soldiers formed a group, which looked like a square formation.

He planned to wait for the two sides to shoot at each other, and after the smoke from the muskets covered the battlefield, he would rush to bite the opponent and disrupt the battle.

Relying on the advantage of numbers, it only needs to use part of the army to entangle the Ming army in a chaotic battle.

Other armies can rush into Pontianak City unimpeded.

This battle is also won.

However, the dream is beautiful, but the reality is very skinny.

It doesn't sound like there's anything wrong with Grapp's arrangement.

The only problem is that he overestimated the ability of the mob under his command and underestimated the strength of his opponent.

The Ming army did not give the opponent a chance to shoot at each other.

When the five thousand vanguard soldiers on the opposite side rushed out of the battle.

Behind the row after row of the Ming army, teams of ten people rushed forward quickly in columns.

Swaggeringly rushed towards the front of the coalition army formation.

At a distance of about 200 meters from the opposing military formation.

The hunters began to shoot in a half-squat position.

The Qing Heavenly Soldiers and the native hand-to-hand soldiers here still don't know why.

Bang bang bang gunshots one after another.

More than 70 hunters fired successively.

Suddenly, patches of blood mist appeared on the side of the coalition forces.

A dozen men fell to the ground.

The screams came one after another.

"It's a hunter! Damn it!!"

Grapp just cursed.

Allied forces here.

More than 2000 Chinese musketeers couldn't wait to shoot.

"Stop the fire! Stop the fire now!!!"

Gropp's exasperated voice was quickly drowned out by the sound of gunfire.

Hunters are also a very common tactic in Europe, but it seems that they are firing from such a long distance, and they are so accurate. Gropp judges that the opponent is using a rifled musket.

This musket is the private collection of many nobles in Europe.

The army has not been equipped on a large scale.

But Gropp knew the advantages and disadvantages of rifled guns: they were accurate and far away, but reloading was extremely difficult.

Therefore, if the coalition forces do not shoot, they only need to endure the casualties of a dozen people and continue to move forward, which can force these hunters who have already fired bullets to retreat.

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