Wanli 1592

Chapter 433

No matter how fierce the armed forces under Ma Wendong's hands were, they could not be as fierce as the elite troops trained by Xiao Ruxun who spent a lot of money on training. No matter how fierce the private armed forces were, it was impossible to cause a devastating blow to the army of a big country.

The army is fed with systematic training and sufficient blood, while the private armed forces in these places are fed with wine, meat and corpses. The two concepts are different, and there is a huge gap fundamentally.

They don't know what tactical actions are, what tactical coordination is, how to maximize the power of the weapons in their hands, how to kill the enemy more efficiently, when to retreat, and when to attack all the time. The actual combat is impossible to have.

Those fifty flintlock gunners were all veterans of Xiao Ruxun's Five Thousand Ningxia Firearms Battalion. They followed him to beat Ukita Hideo's family, and then crossed the sea to Japan to beat Tokugawa Ieyasu and Toyotomi Hideji. , Then went south to Burma and rubbed Mang Yingli on the ground.

The more than 4000 Ningxia soldiers who survived the fire were the soul and mainstay of Xiao Ruxun's army. Except for the hundreds of sharpshooters selected to become Xiao Ruxun's personal guards, the rest were basically officers.

During the three years in Myanmar, Xiao Ruxun gave these loyal old subordinates who had no imperial background in the eyes of him only tutoring cultural lessons, specifically for literate people to teach them how to read and write. Read and write Chinese characters.

After three years of hard work, among the more than 4000 people, the worst can read and write more than 200 characters, can read and write, understand orders, and understand notices. Middle-level officers hold the command power at the grassroots level in the army.

To put it bluntly, these people can gain the trust of Xiao Ruxun the most. The real power in the army is controlled by the old generals of Zhao Hu, Wang Hui and Chen Xie, the Ningxia generals such as Liu Yizhou, Ma Shizhong, Han Ning, and the Ma family generals.

Among the large number of soldiers recruited after arriving in Myanmar, many southern officers were selected. They also served as low-level officers in the army because they had never experienced war and had no military achievements.

This basically formed a system in which the Ningxia faction of the Myanmar Zhennan Army held the main command power, and the new faction officers were supplemented with secondary command power.

Naturally, one of the hard targets for becoming an officer is to be able to read and write at least [-] Chinese characters. Xiao Ruxun does not want illiterate officers. This standard caused a lot of complaints in the army three years ago, and many veterans protested that it was invalid. After that, they all picked up the books helplessly and started to make up for it, such as Zhao Hu, a big boss.

Some soldiers who want to become officers and get higher pay are also practicing reading and writing in private. If this is the case, the cultural quality of the entire Zhennan Army cannot be compared with that of the Ming Army in the Mainland. When Xiao Ruxun orders, more than 4000 literate How can our officers lead more than [-] soldiers?One hundred thousand soldiers can be pulled up.

So you let hundreds of local armed forces with mixed fish and dragons compete with [-] elite troops, you are purely killing them, and the Ming army touched their backs before they even met each other.

They didn't even know when they touched their backs. When the Ming army lined up and took cover to prepare for the attack, Ma Wendong was still killing people. After Chen Longzheng's furious first bullet killed a mob, they were still dreaming.

When the Ming army's general offensive began and hundreds of lead bullets enveloped the past like a big net, these people woke up like a dream and looked around to find the enemy who shot at them.

The few people with muskets picked up muskets and shot aimlessly, then loaded bullets in a hurry, and shot in a panic with bows and crossbows, and even shot themselves to death without paying attention. Those who did not have long-range attack weapons were frightened by bullets, Once someone around him was shot and fell to the ground, he immediately collapsed.

These people are just like the soldiers of the guards in the mainland of Ming Dynasty. It’s okay to do odd jobs and bully the common people. You let them fight the fierce Japanese pirates?What are you kidding?Can militiamen who have never been on the battlefield fight fierce bandits and capable special forces?

That's why in the early years of Jiajing, the situation in the southeast was rotten. Later, Qi Jiguang and Yu Dayou, who were able to train soldiers, were replaced, and a few strong soldiers were trained.

Ma Wendong just watched his subordinates being beaten to death one by one in a foolish way, with lead flying everywhere and blood spattering everywhere, looking like a Shura hell, which made his mind go blank.

Chen Long was watching these thugs also on the verge of collapse, and with a wave of his hand, the soldiers of the Ming army collectively shouted to kill, as if there were gunshots and shouts of killing all over the mountains and plains, making these thugs have no idea how many people surrounded and attacked them.

They were completely defeated, and Chen Longzheng stopped shooting. The flintlocks were too slow to shoot, and the accuracy of the birdcracks was too poor. A few shots might not hit a single person, and the efficiency was too low. So he waved his arms, and the Ming army rushed Throwing down the gun, pulling out the big knife from behind, shouting and rushing towards the chaotic mob.

The thugs were in a mess, some were fleeing and some were trying to resist, but the chaotic scene meant that they couldn't get together to resist, and they couldn't stop the Ming army within a short distance of tens of meters. As soon as they were killed, they slashed with a knife, one knife after another, simply and ruthlessly.

Although the thugs had weapons, they were unable to contend with the Ming army. Except for a few Kongwu strong men who could fight back, most of them were massacred like tigers slaughtering sheep by the Ming army.

Even those strong and powerful men were shot one by one by Chen Longzheng with fifty flintlock gunners. When he saw a dangerous one, he shot him in the head with one shot. What he wanted to cut was a shot, and the bullet passed through his chest. The Ming soldier who fell to the ground stood up furiously, cut him in two with a knife, looked back at Chen Longzheng and the others, and continued to kill the enemy .

We all came to the end soon, and Ma Wendong, who came to his senses and was terrified, was fighting and retreating under the protection of a few cronies. Killing him with one shot immediately made Chen Longzheng furious, and he also locked on the target.

"That's Ma Wendong! Sir! That's Ma Wendong!!"

Liu Xiaoliu was also fighting behind the soldiers of the Ming army, but he had no fighting power, so he just followed the soldiers. When he saw a soldier cut down a mob, he went up and used a nail rake to vent his anger.

It happened that when he raised his head and saw a Ming soldier being shot down, he took a closer look and found that it was Ma Wendong. Immediately, boundless anger welled up in his heart, and he shouted at the top of his voice, letting Chen Longzheng know what he should do.

"That's the thief! Shoot! Don't let the thief get off!"

Seeing that the overall situation had been settled, Chen Longzheng ignored it and ordered fifty flintlock gunners to join him in aiming at the small group of people who were fleeing. With one order, fifty shots fired in succession, and the same scene as before was repeated again. A small group of people fell to the ground together, and no one stood up again. Chen Longzheng immediately led others to rush over.

(End of this chapter)