The Ominous Lord of the Skaven

Chapter 227 One. Massacre
Ickert looked at the jackals in front of him who were constantly being blasted into the sky by artillery fire, and said with emotion:
"This can no longer be called a battle."

"It was a massacre."

In this situation, Targaryen couldn't help feeling the changes of the times. It's a pity that the Ratman's own dimension stone technology is too weird, so he can't use such a stable tactical system.

What's more, their main battlefield is still underground, where such a spectacular scene is rarely seen.

"Clan chief, it is estimated that there will be three more rounds before they will have to attack."

Targaryen assessed that no army could stand under such heavy fire unless they chose to retreat.

But in that case, the entire army will be finished, and the retreat will most likely turn into a rout at this time, and no one wants to stay behind in front of the artillery.

Even if there is, it will be killed.

At that time, the cavalry will be able to catch up and slaughter these little cubs.

The situation did not go as Targaryen had expected. The shaken Gnoll army had to abandon the planned attack plan. All the troops that were not yet in place began to gather towards the central army, and the first batch of cannon fodder slave workers had already set off.

The stragglers immediately stepped forward and began to harass and shoot.

At this time, the first batch of slave laborers were 400 meters away from the skirmishers. Even if they ran with all their strength, it would take about a minute to reach them.

Seeing the stragglers charging so upright, they were taken aback for a moment. The company that was attacking them fired the first round of bullets, and then began to load the shotgun.

The Gnoll slave workers who ran to 300 meters only heard whistling noises in their ears, and then the surrounding comrades began to fall down one after another.

As they approached, the first round of shotguns from the stragglers followed closely. A Jackal looked around and found that he was the only one left in the first row.

The stragglers continued to reload calmly. After the third round of shooting, the first team of Jackal slave workers raised the white flag on the spot, their morale collapsed and they fled to the rear.

But the elite warriors who supervised them killed them without hesitation, and ordered the follow-up slaves to attack the skirmishers.

The firepower of the central company was no longer able to consolidate the position at this time, so the stragglers were very flexible.

They were originally engaged in harassment, and it was not in their business scope to confront them head-on.

"Targaryen! Let the fireworks fire! Cover the company to evacuate!"

"Obey, Clan Chief!"

A special artillery unit immediately took over the order and began to install paper shell rockets on the special chute of the fireworks rocket launcher.

After a simple distance measurement, the gunner pulled down a special gem excitation device, and the chaos magic signal was transmitted to the wind magic circle of each rocket through the magic conductor.

On the artillery position of the first group army, several green paper shells took off melodiously, and then slowly landed in the wolf man's army formation.

Afterwards, there was an explosion that was more terrifying than a 120mm mortar. The special firing method made the rocket launcher have more space for demons than ordinary shells. The devastating explosion could completely swallow a dense centurion with only the flames!
The attacking Gnoll troops were blown upside down, and the attack was blocked.

Six 75mm artillery guns also continued to pour firepower at the Wolf man's army. The artillerymen have never felt so refreshed with solid bullets!
From the sky, every bombardment seemed to draw lines on a blackboard composed of gnolls.

And there are six at a time. On these six lines, even the most powerful jackal superhuman cannot survive.

The stragglers had already run back into the formation with their extraordinary physique, and Ickert mobilized them to the left flank to cooperate with the second battalion there to complete the defense.

The first batch of Jackals finally arrived at the front of the First Army's formation. After stepping on the corpses of their companions, they felt that they had come to hell.

"Attack! Warriors of the kingdom! Forward! We are fighting the devil! It is honorable and just!"

A transcendent brandished a giant axe, encouraging the swaying warriors around him.

However, before he had time to say a few more words, three guns raised their guns and focused fire. A wolf's head was shot off on the spot, and the headless corpse fell limply.

In front of the warriors, the line infantry also raised their guns together.

"First Battalion! Raise your gun! Aim!"

"shooting!"

Thousands of muskets fired successively over a width of less than 800 meters. After each company's salvo, one-third of the company's gnolls fell down.

After the first round of shooting, the Ratman officers then ordered:
"Free fire! Free fire from now on!"

It was already difficult to hear each other's words clearly on the battlefield where the artillery was roaring. Without the orders of the officers, the Ratmen began to fire on their own according to Ickert's drills.

This is the "Zhenxiang shooting method" that the generals on the Blue Star finally figured out after countless battles.

On such a chaotic battlefield, only elite troops like the Guards can maintain salvo, and once salvo is used, the firing speed of the entire company will be limited by the barrel effect.

At this point the company's rate of fire will be limited by the slowest soldier to reload.

And when using salvos, soldiers cannot effectively aim at their targets.

The use of free fire, or "random fire" as some generals call it, is undoubtedly the most suitable method for the battlefield, because it allows each soldier to maximize the rate of fire and at the same time achieve basic aiming (smooth guns still have accuracy after all) ), in order to achieve more bullets towards the opponent in the same time, and achieve a higher hit rate.

This is a victory for mathematics, and it is also a victory for science.

The gnolls didn't feel any better mentally after the Ratmen started free-firing, because salvos had fire gaps, but free-firing didn't.

Commanders are no longer able to utter commands like "Let's charge when they reload!" because soldiers are under constant psychological pressure.

Every time the artillery and bullets are swept, it means that there will be no more life on that line. After the soldier is injured, he will only think about saving his life, running away and his mother, instead of getting up and continuing to fight as if nothing happened. Those are undead!Not creatures! (except all Superman)
Under the urging of the life-saving priests in the rear, the jackals broke through the first layer of thorn nets against the firepower and corpses.

But at this time the frontline commanders started to remind the soldiers to reload the shotgun, and many smart ratmen had already done so.

When a company continuously shoots projectiles that are several times the number of people, and continues to achieve more than [-]% hits, no matter how reckless the fighters are, they cannot guarantee absolute courage.

At the same time, loud bugles and dull drums sounded on the right flank of the army group, and 12 Sasamaria guns shot forward at the same time, and most of the wolf man army attacking the right flank was wiped out at once.

After the guards finished shooting a round of shotgun, they all held bayonets and launched an impact against the drumbeat.

The light artillery was directly pushed by the artillery to follow up. At this time, the troops had half surrounded all the jackals.

The entire Guards, together with the two line infantry battalions, have formed an anti-"L" formation.

Twelve cannons were launched on the flanks of the Jackals, and the stragglers also detoured to the right flank of the Jackals.

Looking at the dark muzzles and artillery around him, the High Priest of Saqqara felt deeply hopeless.

At the last moment of his life with the warriors, all he could hear was those two words.

"Fire!"

(End of this chapter)