Rise of the 1630s South America

Chapter 192 The Predicament of the Fort in the River ([-])

The slave spearmen were no longer half-dead when things came to an end. They roared and stabbed the black people in front of them with their spears in order to survive.

The black archers first fired a round of bows and arrows, knocking down a dozen slave spearmen, and then the rest of them rushed forward with iron spears and knives without fear, and fought with the slave spearmen. The formations collided fiercely, and the two sides began a tragic hand-to-hand fight.

The slave spearmen were able to fight the blacks a few times at first, but after a few minutes, they gradually lost their strength and were beaten back and forth.Soon, some slave spearmen in the back line began to turn and flee, and their behavior caused a chain reaction, and more and more people fled.

"It took only a few minutes for the spear array to collapse." Xie Hansan said with a slightly dignified voice, "Everyone is there, stand still! Put the gun under the shoulder, charge the gun, and reload it!"

With the sound of the sharp copper whistle, the three rows of musketeers began to work intensively on charging and loading ammunition. The grenadiers walked diagonally in front of both sides of the formation, carrying bombs in their hands, watching the battle ahead vigilantly.At the very end, the artillerymen were still dragging the artillery with all their might.

The formation of hundreds of spearmen finally completely collapsed. More than 50 of these slave spearmen were killed on the spot, and most of the rest fled in all directions.The blacks did not pursue them either, they seemed to be very organized, and under the command of some highly prestigious commanders, they rushed towards the army's musketeer formation aggressively.

"Raise the gun..." With a clatter, the first row of 48 rifles was raised forward almost at the same time.

The blacks were still running and charging, and the distance had already entered within 200 meters.They were completely naked from the upper body, with only a piece of animal skin around their waists. They held spears, short spears or iron knives in their hands, and some of them also held a large wooden shield in their hands.

"Aiming..." The soldiers roughly aimed their gun barrels at the densely packed enemy formations, closed their left eyes and looked ahead with their right eyes, and kept fine-tuning the direction of the gun barrels following the enemy's movements.

The blacks were already within the [-]-meter range, and their strong physique provided them with inexhaustible energy for their charge.Fighting with high spirits, they shouted syllables that people on the east bank could not understand, and prepared to use a hearty charge to bring the battle to a perfect conclusion.

Xie Hansan was standing at the head of the line on the right side, he was surprised by the fighting spirit of the black people.Moreover, these apparently tribal blacks were not only equipped with bows and iron weapons, but were even very organized.It can be clearly seen that there are commanders conducting combat commands, and they also know a certain charge formation. This is completely at the level of the end of primitive society and the beginning of slave society. It is estimated that it can be roughly comparable to the Xia, Shang and Zhou eras in Chinese history.

He remembered the news he heard when chatting with Gaumo, who is known as the most knowledgeable in the cross-country, that the blacks in South Africa are the Ngoni branch of the Bantunigero race, roughly Xhosa, Bechuana, Zulu and several other tribes.These tribes often fight and fight, and they are extremely brave, and their society is also very militarized. Compared with those barbarian tribes in South America, their organizational strength is much stronger, and it is not very easy to deal with.For example, the British army in the 19th century suffered a lot from the Zulus.

Facing such an enemy, Xie Hansan did not dare to take it lightly.To be honest, he had looked down on these black people before, so he ordered the troops to attack without waiting for the artillery to be in place, but now he found that he was wrong.The formation of the slave spearmen collapsed in less than 5 minutes. Without the harassment of the artillery, the group charge of nearly 80 black men had safely entered a range of more than [-] meters.

Today's loss may be a bit big, Xie Hansan thought silently, and then swung the command saber in his right hand forward suddenly: "Back and shoot! Get ready...let it go!"

"Hush..." A sharp copper whistle sounded.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The first row of 48 rifles fired a salvo.The charging formation of the blacks seemed to hit an invisible wall, and the middle part where the muskets fired most densely was even sunken inward.In this round of salvo, at least 30 black people fell down in a dense formation.

The brave armored grenadier ignited the fuze of the hand-throwing bomb in his hand, and then threw it with all his strength towards the densely populated black area. After the bomb exploded, the scattered shrapnel caused the crowd to scream and howl.After throwing one, they quickly ignite the second and continue throwing it at the enemy.Their heroic actions effectively delayed the charge of the blacks, and caused them to separate some of their hands to move to the sides, trying to clear these nasty grenadiers first.

Immediately after the first row of musketeers finished shooting, they turned around and ran behind the third row, and began the tense action of charging and reloading.At this time, the second row of musketeers also started a round of salvo under the order of the officer, and the black smoke filled the battlefield.

More than 20 people fell in the formation of the blacks again, but they have successfully approached within 60 meters.At this time, the third row of musketeers had also leveled their guns.Soon, under the urgent order of the officer, they also fired a salvo, and then retreated quickly.

After three salvos, the blacks lost more than 100 people.The remaining 70 people were a little timid, but they were still rushing forward under the command of the commander or chief.The grenadiers continued to harass, their heroics earning the Musketeers a fourth and final round of shooting.

After the fourth round of shooting, more than 30 blacks who had fallen down had charged to a range of more than 20 meters.No more time for musket shooting!Under the command of the officers, the musketeers threw away their rifles, pulled out their gleaming sabers, and rushed forward to collide with these savage blacks.On the periphery, more than 20 local militiamen still held flintlock rifles, and when they saw the opportunity, they fired a salvo at places with many black people.

"Go to hell!" Anda Shiwu cut off the head of a black man with a single knife, and then kicked with his left foot, knocking down a black man who was rushing forward in a diagonal stab.This was already the third enemy he had slashed under the sword, and he was stabbed twice in the chest by a spear, but they were all blocked by the high-strength curved steel armor.

As officers and non-commissioned officers, everyone wears a set of breastplate, gauntlet and skirt armor, which is extremely protective.As for the ordinary soldiers, because they had to hold guns to shoot, the heavy gauntlets were discarded, and each of them only wore a set of breastplates for protection.And their opponents also had such a set of animal skins around their waists as a cover, while the rest of them were completely naked.Therefore, in this close-range hand-to-hand combat, army soldiers have a big advantage.

In addition to training shooting, physical fitness and formation, hand-to-hand combat is also an extremely important training subject.Due to the poor processing accuracy of the parts on the east coast, it has not been possible to equip each rifle with a qualified bayonet, so the soldiers' usual hand-to-hand combat training subjects are two-handed knife stabbing.This kind of saber technique researched by Taoist Shou and Anda 15 is concise, ferocious, ruthless, and extremely practical.

The sharp 102-year-style non-commissioned officer's knife is [-] centimeters in length. The sharp and tough blade can easily cut off the neck bone of a human body. Therefore, with only one face-to-face, the oncoming black soldiers fell under the slashing and stabbing of the saber. .Their short spears and iron knives were completely unable to cause damage to the opponent's fatal parts, and some iron knives were even cut in two by the opponent's two-handed knives.Only a few blacks who are skilled or lucky enough can stab the spear point into the exposed throat of the opponent, knocking the opponent down in an instant.

The brutal and bloody hand-to-hand combat is an extreme test of the courage and discipline of the soldiers. The East Coast people who have been tested in war have endured this suffocating and cruel pressure. People were losing ground.

Anda Fifteen once again killed a black man holding a short spear and a shield. This black man seemed to be a commander, and his fighting skills were also very good.Anda Fifteen relied on his bravery and excellent equipment to chop this man down to the ground, but it also took a lot of physical strength.Just as he was about to take a breath, he heard a gust of wind coming from his ears, and he screamed inwardly. At the critical moment, he leaned forward as much as possible to avoid the deadly neck.

Fortunately, he was lucky. The black man who attacked him diagonally from behind was stabbed in the back by an east bank soldier's saber immediately, and then fell to his feet screaming.

Anda Shiwu turned around in shock, and the person who stabbed the attacker to death was the young soldier Liu Dayou who had a conversation with him yesterday.It was probably the first time Liu Da had killed someone. After pulling out his saber, he seemed to be frightened by the gushing blood from the opponent's body, and seemed a little at a loss.

"Sir, I..." Liu Dayou turned his head and said to Anda Fifteen in a somewhat muffled voice.

"Shut up, don't be distracted on the battlefield!" Anda Fifteen scolded angrily, and then suddenly exclaimed: "Be careful!"

But it was too late when he shouted, a rusty spear pierced hard into Liu Dayou's exposed lower abdomen from behind.

"Xinai!" Anda Fifteen was furious, and after two quick steps, he raised his saber and slashed downwards, a head flew high, and there was even a frightened face fixed on the head.

Anda Shiwu picked up Liu Dayou with one hand, and retreated with a knife in the other: "Military doctor! Where's the military doctor? I'm the ancestor of your military doctor, come out quickly! He's the only one who can't die!"

There was chaos on the battlefield, and no one could hear his voice.At this time, these black people were already on the verge of defeat, and they were retreating one after another. The soldiers on the east bank were full of morale and were chasing and killing the enemy.Anda Fifteen was like a fish swimming against the current, dragging Liu Dayou, who was spitting blood, and retreated backward.

(End of this chapter)