The Rise of Iceland

When Hadar led the army to reach the Long Lake Tribal City two miles before, Francis had only been less than twelve hours, but he was called by the high priest before he could sleep well, and then he panicked and asked Francis to take action to repel the powerful. Icelanders.

The Changhu tribe is different from other backward tribes. As its leader, the Changhu tribe has long established a fur trade with the French. At the same time, the high priest and other high-level officials have also seen the magic weapon called the matchlock in the hands of the French. .

He has been sneered at what Hadar and others say about the gods mastering the sky fire and thunder, but after learning that the Great Falls in the north and many tribes in the south have been destroyed, the Changhu tribe, who did not want to be wiped out by the city of Harut Send someone to invite the French.

　　 They think that only the white French who also have a matchlock can deal with the white Icelandic people on the Southeast Peninsula.

　　 "Mr. Bourbon, please go to war as soon as possible! The enemy of the Southeast Peninsula has arrived at the door! Our high priest said that as long as you can defeat the enemy, all the leather goods on the island will be sold to you in the future!"

　　 Francis is surrounded by a Beotuk who can speak French. His French is not good, but he still tries his best to translate the words of the high priest to Francis.

　　 "A group of Icelanders and white slaves rely on the power of matchlock guns at most. Today I will let you savages see what the strength of the French Royal Guards is!"

　　Like other Gallic roosters, Francis exudes pride from the inside out. He never has to look directly at the savages in North America, even if standing opposite is the high priest who controls thousands of people.

　　 Mr. Francis turned around and walked out of the room in a cold voice, and then ordered his 180 guards to line up.

　　 Francis was wearing a half-length plate armor, a red steel helmet, and a commanding knife in his hand, riding a pure-blooded Arabian horse. He looked at Junyi upright and taller than ordinary people, and looked like a heavenly man in the eyes of the warriors in the tribe.

　　Beotuk warriors assembled more than 3,000 people, but Francis was not interested in being with these mobs.

Under the guidance of the colonel under Francis, five hundred Huron warriors formed a square formation, and then four corners surrounded and protected forty-five musketeers. This is a simplified version of the Morris square, because the Huron warriors and Francis has cooperated many times, so it is easy to use. The Beotuks do not have the savage warriors on the mainland, and they have not trained and cooperated. Francis is only prepared to let them assist him and play at will.

Under the leadership of Francis, a phalanx of nearly 700 people walked forward, and more than 3,000 Beotuk warriors walked behind. The army came out from the gate of the tribe, heading towards what was already visible in the south. The army of a thousand people moved forward steadily.

　　 Today’s battles in European countries are still dominated by queuing shots, melee killings, and building bastions to occupy strategic points.

If it is facing the army of any European country, Francis will defend the city first, test the reality of the opponent before considering whether to fight, but in his eyes the opponent is just a mob of Icelanders, white slaves and wild people, looking at his own men. The army is almost there, but these people have not been professionally trained, and they will definitely not be their opponents.

　　 Francis is very confident, so he directly led the team out of the city to fight against each other, wanting to defeat each other in one fell swoop, let the Icelanders and Beotuks know how powerful the kingdom of France and his Bourbon captain is!

The Hurons and the Iroquois have been fighting for hundreds of years. The samurai are fierce and undaunted characters. They are much stronger than the Beotuks on the island. The French Musketeers also have a strong military discipline and The will to fight, this team can keep their eyes on when queuing to shoot, even if the comrades around them are knocked down by the opponent's musket, they will not shrink from fear.

　　 If you follow the normal queuing and shooting methods, Hadar's musketeers and spearmen are indeed inferior to Francis's. Maybe the Viking militias will be defeated without three rounds of firefighting, and will eventually be defeated.

　　 But the cautious Hadar is still holding 12 nine-pounders.

At first, Hadar was also leading the army to march north, but when he saw the opponent’s gate, he walked out a huge phalanx, and the population was close to his own army. Hadar knew that it was made up of French soldiers and savage warriors. The phalanx, and there are more savages behind this phalanx, Hadar's heart is shaken, knowing that he is about to face a tough battle.

　　 With a big axe in his hand, Hadar shouted: "Stop!"

　　 After the order was passed, the Viking Militia stopped advancing, Hudick raised his eyebrows, pointed to the front and said, "Should I use artillery?"

Hadar nodded, and then said: "Although our soldiers are wearing plate armor, there are French Musketeers on the opposite side. The number is not less than ours. If we really start, we will most likely suffer. It is better to use artillery to disperse. Their formation! Do it again!"

Both Hadar and Hudik experienced the battle between Denmark and Sweden when they were young, and saw the power of artillery on the battlefield. Although artillery is now mainly used for defense and siege, some light guns have also been put into use in field battles. Only because of the inconvenience of carrying and affecting the speed of offensive and retreat, the number of artillery input on the battlefield of European countries is much smaller than in the future.

In fact, Hadar and Hudik didn’t know that, as the artillery unit formed by the Nordic lion Gustav II improved its artillery a few years later, it shined brightly in the 30-year battlefield battle and defeated the German army in a row, and all countries learned later. Afterwards, develop field artillery and artillery units.

Hudik has a stronger military acumen than Hadar said. He pulled Hadar's hand and reminded: "Don't worry! We don't have professional artillery. The few white slave artillery I have just handed over. Student, the accuracy is very poor. Let the other side walk in and let the artillery do their hands. Then we will use the musketeers to fire and kill the opposing soldiers while in the chaos, and finally just charge!"

　　 Hadar let out a sigh of relief: "Yes! I almost forgot that our artillery is still a novice, you should go to the rear to guide!"

　　 Hudick nodded and rode and turned to the back of the phalanx, where there were five carriages pulling eighteen nine-pounder guns.

　　 The nine-pounder cannon is considered to be the smallest cannon. The overall weight is only over 200 pounds, and the range is between 400 and 600 meters. The power is really flattering. Both siege and naval battles are just better than nothing.

But even the nine-pounder guns would still cause great damage to the soldiers if they were fired together to form a barrage. Hudik came to the rear and ordered the white slaves to move down the eighteen artillery, then set them up and adjust the muzzle. .

　　 Hudik adjusted the artillery angles to 35 degrees to the sky in order to make the artillery hit the enemy as close as possible, and finally checked them one by one, and then called the newly trained artillery to the artillery to explain the main points of use again.

　　 As the artillery was blocked by a squadron of thousands of soldiers, neither Francis nor his army could see the two rows of 18 artillery behind the phalanx of Hadar’s Viking militia.

　　 "The enemy stopped and waited for us to attack. This is an expression of timidity, soldiers! Follow me and accelerate! The Musketeers are ready!"

Francis squinted his eyes and looked at the Viking militia phalanx and the tall and burly Hadar, Hagrid and Kadir riding on the right side of the phalanx as the distance diminished. Knowing that the leader on horseback and hundreds of thousands of soldiers were all wearing plate armor, Francis was startled and sneered.

"Oh my God! These Icelanders are so rich? No wonder they can flatten most of Newfoundland. It turns out that there is plate armor. The savages really have no way to get the plate armor! But in front of the musket, the plate armor has lost the aura of absolute defense~ www.readwn.com~Look my French musket broke your plate armor!"

　　 Francis hummed and calculated the distance between the two armies, feeling that there were already three hundred steps, so he squeezed the command knife in his hand, and was about to get closer to fifty steps before ordering the first shot.

He is very confident in the technology of his French Musketeers and the muskets produced by the kingdom. His previous experience is that a 30% hit rate is achieved within 300 steps, and a 40% hit rate is achieved within 280 steps. There is a 50% hit rate in one hundred fifty moves.

　　 Francis had imagined that a few seconds later, he gave an order. With the sound of gunshots and smoke, the mobs on the opposite side would fall down like wheat, and then turn into mice running around, defeating the army.

　　 Two hundred and ninety steps!

　　 Two hundred and eighty steps!

　　 Two hundred and seventy steps!

　　……

Francis took a slow and deep breath, ready to yell "fire" at any time, but suddenly he saw the big axe in the hands of the tall leader riding a yellow-maned horse violently waved in front of him. He was puzzled, and he didn't believe it. The Icelanders' musketeers and musketeers are better than those of France, so it was thought that they were scared and could not help firing in advance.

　　 "You can shoot first, and wait until your bullets are empty, just when we harvest your lives!" Francis's mouth cocked, and he couldn't help laughing.

　　 "Bang! Bang..."

　　 Francis suddenly felt that he vaguely felt a big earthquake tremor, and then heard the familiar and loud gunfire.

　　 His eyes dilated and he clearly saw a cloud of gunpowder smoke rising from the back of the Icelandic soldier's phalanx, and then many iron ball shells flew up into the sky and quickly fell towards him.

　　 "Cannon! Damn cannon!"