More than a hundred grenades exploded with astonishing power in just two or three seconds.
In front of Zhuxian Town's right-wing defense line, it can be said that in this vast area before forty-five steps, all the golden soldiers have been cleared.
There were at least three to four hundred golden soldiers who were knocked to the ground in this process.
This is because the Jin people who have suffered heavy losses many times under the power of explosive packs and volleys of guns are now more or less skilled.
After all, God is fair, and we are all human beings. The new army can grow up quickly when the soldiers are in the flames of war; there is no reason why the golden people should be lumps on the elm and not make the slightest progress.
In the process of rushing over, the Jin soldiers knew how to open and control the distance between them intentionally or unintentionally.
It's not like they were rushing in like a swarm of swarms at the beginning, they are simply the best target.
If this is the case, with the power of so many grenades, the number of casualties suffered by the Jin soldiers this time will definitely be more than this.
However, with such a terrifying lethality and a scene where three to four hundred people were knocked down in an instant, based on previous battle experience, the surviving Jinmen would not be able to fight on.
It must have begun to collapse as it did before, desperate.
However, what makes Fan Zhu very strange is that the attitude of Jin Bing's attack this time is too determined.
Some golden soldiers who rushed to a distance of fifty steps were faced with the scene where all their colleagues in front of them died almost instantly amidst the explosion of "boom~".
They stopped instinctively, but before their heads could react, they should have fled.
Behind them, many sharp arrows shot over, killing them from their defenseless backs; at the same time, many Jin officers roared crazily:
"Rush, keep rushing.
Wanyan Zongwang's second prince had an order. In this battle, he was no match for the enemy. He was greedy for life and afraid of death. He was killed in front of the battle. All his family members, old and young, were made slaves.
As long as you can rush in and get promoted and make a fortune, you ladies will have plenty of livestock."
If Xu Shi retreated, not only would he die, but the threat of all his family members becoming slaves would arouse the greatest fear in the hearts of these golden soldiers.
Under such fear, the next second these golden soldiers howled and rushed over again.
Even if the people rushing in front were knocked to the ground one by one in the volley of guns from the defenders, they never stopped.
Facing such a scene, Fan Zhu shook his head and sighed just because of the Jin man's madness. In fact, he did not feel any threat or pressure.
It's true that he is a rookie, but who asked for this system mission? The situation is really too dangerous.
For a rookie like him, he has experienced countless fierce battles with these golden men. It can be said that he already has quite a wealth of experience.
It was precisely because of this that he knew that the Jin people would threaten the whole family at every turn.
Of course it has good effects, but it is not omnipotent.
Because of people's fear, there is a threshold for this thing; without the support of some beliefs that are almost like faith, when a person's fear reaches its peak.
Their minds will be completely blank, and no matter what kind of threats you pose, they will not care.
He will only run away desperately under the instinct of survival. No matter how he threatens, it will be of no use.
Therefore, no matter how fiercely these golden soldiers charge, after more people die, these golden soldiers will still cause a huge rout.
That is to say, their new army unit is really poor and does not have any cavalry units.
Otherwise, even if each division only has one cavalry battalion that can take advantage of the opportunity to cover up the enemy, they will definitely be able to expand the results of the battle and come back with many Jin men's heads chopped off.
"These Jin men are very weak, but that's all. I'll see how many of you die."
Thinking of all the above, this rookie was as confident as a famous general and muttered something like this...
*****
Sure enough, Fan Zhu's battlefield experience was not given in vain.
Facing the crazy charge of the Jin people, the soldiers of his first and second regiments continued to suffer some casualties under the attack of the opponent's crossbowmen.
But with the neat rows of guns and grenades, it can be said that it was like a cold and precise machine, constantly strangling the rushing Jinmen.
But then again, the fighting power of these golden men who were forced into a desperate situation was also amazing.
Relying on his own flesh and blood, he was about to rush into the camp under the ravages of lead bullets and explosive fragments.
Fortunately, at such a moment, one person can see that these golden soldiers are at the end of their game.
Without even having to say anything, the two division commanders, Xu Feng and Fan Zhu, the battalion and company commanders on the front line came up with a smarter tactic.
Under their command, the soldiers under their command maintained an orderly queue and retreated about ten steps to the back.
The same is true for the gun crews of those Franco machine guns.
Even though the distance of about ten steps is not much, it completely avoids the various weapons wielded by the golden soldiers who rush in at the risk of death.
In this way, if the Jin people want to reach them, they have to climb over a meter-high soil or wooden wall, and then rush over.
But in such a process, they will be beaten to death as easily as being beaten to rabbits.
Not to mention that in front of the musketeers, there was a row of musketeers holding long spears more than 3 meters long. They raised their spears to form a spear formation.
In short, it is foreseeable that in one or two minutes at most, the Jin people, who are almost half dead or injured, will collapse.
Just when Fan Zhu relied on his experience and thought that this seemingly ordinary battle was about to end.
They even focused on how to deal with Hu Biao's stubborn enemy after the war; even if they couldn't let them have the third division, they could just take a break and rest, but they couldn't ask for more artillery.
But no matter what, it doesn’t matter whether it’s rolling around or spitting.
It is necessary to recruit some more or less trained civilians from Hu Biao so that their third division will not be too short of men.
Suddenly, Fan Zhu seemed to hear something.
After quickly raising his head and looking in the direction outside the camp, his expression suddenly changed drastically.
Because in the white smoke that lingered over the position and blocked his sight, he could see an astonishing number of cavalry, faintly charging towards this side.
The number was so dense that there were at least four to five thousand people.
It turned out that the cavalry troops, which had not been used since the beginning of the war, finally launched a fatal charge as they gradually became paralyzed and careless.
What's even worse is that the large amount of white smoke and blue smoke caused by the burning of black gunpowder blocks the view.
There are also loud gunshots and shouts of death on the battlefield, which have an impact on the hearing; of course, this is also inseparable from the long-planned tactics of the Jin people.
In short, this group of Jin Bing's cavalry has now rushed outside the position, a distance of a little more than three miles.
By the way! How long does it take for a horse that has already increased its speed and is charging madly to cover a distance of a little more than three miles?
Let's put it this way, once the war horse charges at full strength, it can reach forty or fifty kilometers per hour over a short distance without any difficulty.
In other words, it would take at most two minutes for the Jin's cavalry to rush in.
If we can't stop them, it will be a huge disaster.
So after realizing this, Fan Zhu felt a huge shock all over his body, and a stream of cold air rose from his tailbone and rushed to the Tianling Cap.
Immediately, he picked up a speaker of the same style as the escort and shouted in a distorted voice:
"The messenger immediately notified the third and fourth regiments to come up for support, and also went to the town to ask for help from Envoy Hu.
Other guard battalions, communications battalions, logistics battalions, divisional clerks, cooks, livestock keepers, don't care what they are; as long as they are individuals, follow me and be sure to hold back these cavalry."
After saying that, he threw away the tin speaker and quickly climbed out of the command vehicle.
Several hundred meters away from him, Xu Feng also made some similar moves. They all knew what a disastrous consequence it would be if these golden cavalry were allowed to wreak havoc in the camp.
The difference is that after climbing down from the command vehicle.
Holding a short-handled musket in his hand and rushing towards the front line with a dozen guards around him, Fan Zhu had a magical intuition in his heart:
"I will probably die soon, but even if I die, I still have to fight back these cavalry."
That's right! This is Fan Zhu, a serious cook from New Oriental, the only thought at the moment.
