The sound of thunders of muskets fired one after another, and pungent smoke filled the two armies.

The deadly lead bullets flew across the crowd, and from time to time, people fell without warning, were left in place without movement, and were dragged to the back row with groans.

In this "shooting each other" battle, Fan Shang showed amazing calmness, or surprising numbness.

There were only four of the eight musketeers in his tent who could stand; he was the only one who could still pour out gunpowder without shaking his hands.

The "Twelve Apostles" hanging on their chest had long been wiped out, and Fan Shang had to take away the "Apostles" that had not been used from the corpse of his comrades.

Soon, the "apostles" on the body were also plundered by the still alive musketeers.

Next is the time to test the musketeer's ability - without the "apostles" that were packaged in advance, the amount of gunpowder poured into the barrel depends entirely on the musketeer's feel.

Although the Army sent out a small copper cup and a gunpowder pot to the musketeers, and filled it with a copper cup was the right amount of medicine; it was too slow to charge the copper cup and could not keep up with the speed of rotation.

At present, the brothers in front of Fan Shang tried to weigh the gunpowder with a copper cup on the spot. As a result, he had not had time to stuff the lead into the gun mouth until the "preparation" command was issued.

But everyone around him had already set up the muskets, so he could only pretend to aim at the "rebels" with the muskets that were not loaded with lead bullets.

Therefore, when the roar of "fire" sounded, a stream of smoke from the other people's guns was sprayed out, and Fan Shang's brothers in the same tent had nothing in front of him.

According to the army's rules, the shooting command has been cut but the musket is not ringing, and ten whips are whipped.

However, at this moment, they are not on the playground, but on the battlefield.

The smoke of gunpowder made people unable to open their eyes, and the screams were so frightening that they were panicked. At least half of the musket team where Fan Shang was located was missing. The frustrated centurion and sergeant didn't care about which musketman did not shoot.

According to the rules, soldiers in the same account made mistakes but Fan Shang did not report them, and Fan Shang also wanted to eat a whip.

But Fan Shang had no idea of ​​reporting. He just lowered his eyes and continued to load the mesh gun in his hand in an orderly manner.

The musketeers in the next round of shooting walked from the last row to the front row, and set up muskets amid the sound of "preparation".

The brothers in the same tent also knew that Fan Shang let him go, so they turned their heads and made a face at Fan Shang.

He said he was a "brother" in the same account. In fact, he was a very young man, ten years younger than Fan Shang, and had no children even before he got married. He also sold himself to the Army for the sake of twelve silver plates.

The next second, the facial features of this "little brother" suddenly exploded in front of Fan Shang's eyes, and a lead bullet shot into the back of his head and shot out from his face, leaving a terrible wound.

His face, literally, splashed Fan Shang all over.

The little brother's body collapsed.

The soldiers around him stretched their heads and took a look, and there was no other move, because it was obvious that the person was dead.

Fan Shang stood there for a while and looked at one of the other person's eyes that fell to the ground.

He felt that he should help the child close his eyes, but he didn't know how to close it.

After thinking about it, he picked up the eyeball on the ground, put it back on the other party's head, and then took away the other party's bullet bag and gunpowder pot.

After two rounds of gunfire, it was Fan Shang's turn to go to the front row again.

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Fan Shang, Fan Shang's sergeants and centurions, and more advanced figures - few people realize that what they are experiencing is a real alliance civil war.

It was not the "fighting limited to a republic" like the Paratu Civil War; it was not the "dirty ground meat surrounding trenches and fortifications" like the siege of the Kings; it was not the "fight of alliances" in history.

It was the first time since the conclusion of the "Great Covenant" that two regular troops of the Sennas Alliance, which belonged to different republics, set up formations in the field and fought against each other.

Although both sides of the war inherited Ned Smith's weapons, tactics and ideas; the battle did not begin in the way thirty years ago - several rounds of musket shooting to boost momentum, and then quickly began a long spear duel, and decided by hand-to-hand combat.

The battle on the 50th high ground has been stuck in the "mutt shooting" stage for a long time.

Both sides tried their best to pour lead bullets at the other side, and seemed to have made up their minds to destroy the enemy by relying on gunpowder.

The spearmen who were originally important in the "Ned Smith Array" have now become spectators.

Whether it is the National Guard in front of the mountain or the new army in the country of galloping horses, they are all transforming from "a slinger troops covered by musketeers" to "a slinger troops protected by musketeers".

In the eyes of the [steadfast] commanders, the rebels - especially the Tiefeng County rebels - have obviously made greater progress than their own.

At least in the eyes of Lieutenant Colonel Jean van Berdana, the captain of the Eighth Brigade, is undoubtedly like this.

The rebels in Baishan County and Leiqun County both increased the proportion of musketeers in the army, so although the rebels attacked from the north were obviously short of personnel, they still did not lose the advantage in the firepower battle.

Despite this, the rebels in these two counties still had a "fine-tuning" improvement in the phalanx, staying within the scope of the [steadfast] officers' understanding.

The formation they used was similar to the ones [心], or a square formation, or clenched all the soldiers into fists to deal with the enemy from all directions.

The difference is that there are fewer spearmen and more musketeers.

And the rebels of Tiefeng County - Lieutenant Colonel Bedanna unconsciously bit the soft flesh on the inside of his lip - Tiefeng County's rebels have crossed to another level and come to a category that the [steadfast] officers - at least Bedanna - cannot directly understand.

The rebels of Tiefeng County abandoned the sword and shield hands and the halberd hands, only the spearmen and musketeers, and even the square formation was abandoned.

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They no longer let the spearmen hug tightly into a group, but instead arranged the spearmen in the middle of the horizontal formation and the musketeers at both ends of the horizontal formation.

It was like...it was like...Lieutenant Colonel Berdana thought for a long time and finally came up with a suitable metaphor: it was like the "Bao Steel Method" to make swords.

However, the Baosteel method is to put the hard steel outside and the soft iron in the middle, while the Tiefeng County rebels placed the "hard" spearmen in the middle and the "soft" musketeers outside.

The various "horizontal formations" are not simply arranged in a row, but are stacked in sequence like tiles to protect each other.

The result is that although the rebels in Tiefeng County were smaller in number and had smaller organizational structures, the "big horizontal formation" after the unfolding was wider than the "big horizontal formation" of the rebels in Baishan County and Leiqun County, and the firepower was stronger.

The musketeers under Lieutenant Colonel Berdana were beaten so hard that they could not raise their heads. The depth of the small square formation of the two musketeers was significantly shorter. The musketeers of the Seventh Battalion on the right wing also suffered heavy casualties.

The firepower battle has been lost, and if you continue to fight, it will be massacre.

In addition, Lieutenant Colonel Berdana also observed a special phenomenon:

Whether it was his musketeers or the approaching seventh and ninth battalions, when they first exchanged fire with the rebels, their shooting frequency was slightly better than the rebels; at that time, Lieutenant Colonel Berdana was still secretly shocked by the rebels' training level; as the battle progressed, the reloading speed of the musketeers in each gang showed a significant decline; the reason was not difficult to guess - the "Twelve Apostles" prepared in advance were used up, and now they took gunpowder, so they naturally slowed down; but the rebels' shooting frequency did not drop.

At first, Berdana thought that the rebels had specially prepared more "apostles", but no matter how many of them were prepared, there was a limit.

The rebel musketeers' loading speed has not fluctuated significantly until now.

Lieutenant Colonel Jean van Berdana could not wait any longer, so he ordered the spearmen of the Eighth Brigade to give up a passage for himself, rode his horse out of the square formation, and came to the inner circle of the "Grand Plain Formation". He is still a reserve team and has not been put into battle.

Berdanna rolled off the horse, squeezed into the phalanx of the fifth team, and came straight to Vansgou Ardame's horse.

Before the commander of the army asked, the lieutenant colonel spoke anxiously.

"Something is wrong!" Berdanna raised her hand and saluted, speaking quickly, "The rebels of the Venetta flag!"

"What's wrong?" Aldame's eyes were cold.

"The musketeer under the command of the boy Venetta is a little wrong, my guy..."

"Your people can't stand it?" Aldame sat on the horse's back, looked at the lieutenant colonel, and asked coldly.

Berdanna lowered her head, "Yes."

"The fifth brigade's musket team strengthens you one," Aldame took a medal from his chest and threw it at Berdana's feet. "Jean Horn hasn't come back yet, you take this and go find their centurion."

Berdanna humiliatedly picked up the medal from the ground and looked up, "One, two musket teams may not solve the problem," he said.

"What does it mean?" Aldame frowned slightly.

"The rebels obviously have more musketeers than us. Although I don't know how they did it, their reloading speed is faster than us. If we continue to fight firepower, we will definitely lose," Berdanna explained his point of view as concisely as possible. "But on the other hand, with more musketeers, hand-to-hand combat will be weak, especially the Tiefeng County rebels who are fighting with our troops, who are not even matched with the sword and shield hands and halberds."

Berdanna clenched the hilt of the sword, "Press up directly! Legion Commander! The spear will definitely not win us!"

Aldame did not say a word. He also observed what the captain of the Eighth Brigade observed, but he had to consider more than the captain had to consider.

The battlefield was like a slaughterhouse. While the two were talking, the rebels' guns were still firing on the hillside outside, and the Eighth Battalion of Musketeers were still lying in the rain of bullets.

"Legislative Commander!" Berdana was almost begging.

After careful consideration, Aldame made a decision.

"Your brigade is pressing forward, the 7th brigade will support you," Aldame said to Berdana. "The 5th brigade will make up for your brigade position, and the 5th brigade's swords and shields will be strengthened to you."

"Yes!" Berdana was excited, raised his hand to salute, turned around and was about to leave.

"Lieutenant Colonel", Aldame called his subordinates, frowned, and warned in a deep voice, "Always pay attention to the movements of the rebel cavalry. Although there are not many rebel cavalry, they should not be taken lightly. Keep the formation and do not pursue the enemy."

"Yes!" Berdana saluted again and turned away.

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Aldame's order was quickly transmitted to the end of [steadfast], and Fan Shang, who was adding gunpowder to the medicine pool, was suddenly stopped by the sergeant.

In the Seventh Battalion, the centurion of the 400th Team counted the subordinates - the musketeers who could still move, there were only twenty-one left.

Fan Shang carried another comrade-in-arms shot in the leg and followed the centurion with difficulty and retreated into the large formation.

Wherever they saw, other musket teams were retreating, and the situation was even worse than Fan Shang's Hundreds.

With the retreat of the Musketeers, the seventh and eighth battalions were cleared in front of the square formation.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of intermittent rain-like snare drums rang in Fan Shang's ears.

The spearmen of the Eighth Brigade held up their spears, stepped on the drum beats, took big steps, and walked down the hillside with great momentum.

After the eighth battalion took thirty steps, the seventh battalion also started with the sound of the snare drum.

Two square formations, one in front and one behind, bravely pressed towards the "rebels" front.

On the inside of the high ground, the Fifth Battalion, the main formation where the legion commander is located, also began to slowly push forward, and it should be necessary to fill the positions of the seventh and eighth Battalions.
To be continued...