Regarding Chen Tang, a third-rank official of the Song Dynasty and the deputy division commander of the New Army.
Except for the more than a hundred of his subordinates who witnessed this scene with their own eyes, their eyes were red at that time.
Then in the fierce battle, I couldn't even think about such sad things.
On the current huge battlefield, not even a little more splashes appeared.
However, Chen Tang could rest in peace soon, because he was directly responsible for the death of his opponent Liu Yanzong; this big traitor was also targeted by Li San.
Specifically, it was at the location where Chen Tang exploded into a mass of flesh and blood.
To the right at 2 o'clock, about three to four hundred meters away, a battle formation led by Li San, the deputy commander of the Fourth Infantry Division, was also advancing and finally arrived here.
Then, he saw that the position in front of him was blocked by a group of infantry and cavalry, probably as many as seven or eight hundred Jin troops.
Judging from the details of these people's faces and the weapons they use, they should all be composed of Han people from the North, and they look very elite.
Although Li San didn't know it at the time, Liu Yanzong was being guarded among them.
But as long as they know that if they want to move forward, they must defeat the group of talents in front of them. This is the key point.
Different from Chen Tang, there is still a deputy company commander and a platoon leader surviving in the square where Li San is.
So there is no need for him to step up and play the role of a junior officer.
So without him opening his mouth, the deputy company commander, who had matured in the flames of war, had already issued a series of brief orders:
"Stop, fire~"
The battle formation that suddenly rushed in like a wall stopped in unison, and rows of musketeers held muskets and fired repeatedly at the group of people in front of them.
In such a process, Li San only needs to give full play to the excellent marksmanship he has developed in the past few months.
He was holding an ordinary model Brown Bess musket in his hand, and after taking aim for about two to three seconds.
With a sinister smile on his face, Li San decisively pulled the trigger on his fingertip.
The next second later, a man was hiding in the crowd a hundred meters away. There were even a few guards holding up signs in front of him, and only half of his head was exposed.
It felt like he had been hit hard by a stick on the forehead, and he fell down as soon as he raised his head.
Suddenly, a voice beside him cheered: "Hit, Mr. Li, you hit again, when will I be able to have marksmanship like yours."
After killing this golden captain, it seems we can move forward again."
The owner of the voice, an orderly Zhu Dacang who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, did not forget to deliver a loaded Brown Bess musket during the cheers.
By the way, he took the empty musket in Li San's hand.
It was completely a division of labor in which he was responsible for filling, while Li San only needed to fire...
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Needless to say, at a distance of hundreds of meters, using a musket with such a mysterious accuracy, it actually hit such a small target accurately and killed the opponent's commander.
For such a victory, Li San was also very proud of himself.
Sure enough, it was not in vain. In the past six months, I had destroyed two muskets because of practicing marksmanship.
Only a second later, Li Sancai's proud expression froze on his face, replaced by a huge look of embarrassment and anger.
Why? Because the Jin army composed of the northern Han people in front of them, after all the captains were killed in the battle, still fought to the death and fought towards them without retreating.
Instead of picking the weaklings like the opponents I encountered before.
After seeing their fierce firepower, get out of the way of the front and then continue to rush forward from the two wings to find some other opponents.
Immediately, Li San became indescribably annoyed and shouted: "Zhong Jiang, have you loaded your sub-cannon?"
The Zhong Jiang he spoke of was the artillery platoon leader who cooperated with their phalanx.
After advancing all the way such a long distance, the pre-loaded sub-cannons of the small Folang machine guns have naturally been used up long ago, so now it is time to reload one round and fire again.
After hearing his shout, Zhong Jiang quickly replied: "I'll be fine soon."
"Hurry up, then give me a fucking blow~" Li San's mouth immediately made the arrangements.
Under his arrangement, Zhong Jiang loaded up a newly installed musket in two or three seconds with a 'click' sound.
He quickly installed the fuse, ignited it, and sprayed out a bunch of steel balls, knocking down at least twenty targets in an instant.
But even so, those people still did not disperse and still stood in front of them.
The only thing that has changed is that he no longer charges forward, but stays where he is and fires arrows desperately. His fighting tenacity and willpower are astonishing.
After seeing this scene, Li San could be said to be extremely angry.
I’ve seen people who work as dogs for the Jurchens, but this is the first time I’ve seen someone so loyal and fight to the death for the Jurchens.
If such courage is used to resist the Jurchens, will these barbarians still have a chance to rise?
Seeing that the deputy company commander under him was about to give the order to fire again, he directly jumped over the rank and issued the order; after taking over the command, he adopted a brand new tactic.
What kind of brand-new tactic? Of course, stick it up, stick it under the opponent's nose, and fire on the opponent's head.
"Everyone has it, start and go, one, two, three"
At Li San's command, the New Army soldiers carrying loaded muskets faced the arrow rain from the opposite side and marched straight forward in neat steps.
Even during such a process, people kept getting hit by arrows and fell to the ground, but the neat steps never stopped.
After the comrades in front fell down, the musketeers behind them quickened their pace and perfectly filled the gap that had just appeared.
In this way, in the eyes of the Jin soldiers, who were composed of Han people from the north, the Song people in front of them were getting closer and closer.
Sixty steps, fifty steps, forty steps, even at a distance of thirty steps, these people still kept moving forward.
In the end, the two sides only took about twenty steps, and it seemed like a mole on the other side's face could be clearly seen at this moment.
These people suddenly stopped, and then there was a roar that made their souls tremble, and it was clearly passed to their ears:
"Fire, three rounds of rapid fire~"
At such a distance, judging from the marksmanship of Li San's new army soldiers, it was quite difficult to miss even if they wanted to.
So amidst the loud gunfire, the first round of gunfire achieved an amazing effect.
In an instant, the two or three rows of people in the front of these golden soldiers, who were Han Chinese from the north, were almost all knocked down.
While the people behind did not react, the musketeers in the first row who had just finished firing did not retreat as before.
Instead, he immediately squatted down and gave the musketeers in the second row behind him a firing range.
Therefore, after only two or three seconds at most, another row of muskets representing death rang out.
But even now, such crazy attacks are still endless; when the second row of musketeers squatted down, the third row also opened fire again after a very short time.
After the three rounds of volleys of gunfire were over, the northern Han people in front of them could no longer hold on.
This kind of scene where they were almost fired on the head in a very short period of time made them lose all their fighting courage.
It was also at this time that Li San realized why these northern Han people were so stubborn in fighting; because in the vague white smoke, he saw Liu Yanzong in civilian robes.
One look at that guy's long beard and well-maintained face, and you knew he was a big fish.
This fifty-two-year-old old traitor was as lonely as a quail on a war horse; all the guards and servants around him had already fled in great panic.
Perhaps out of a desire to survive, he shouted: "Don't kill me, don't kill me, I'm willing to surrender..."
It's just that he only had time to shout half of the words in his mouth.
Because now, this so-called big fish is no longer noticed by Li San.
When the group of Han Jin soldiers who stood in front of them scattered in fear and fled, Li San's eyes suddenly became empty. It turned out that they had finally succeeded in killing the entire Jin soldiers' formation.
With such a huge surprise, Li San greeted him with a single shot, and shot the big fish in front of him through the neck; causing it to fall to the ground and twitch like an old man.
I don't know at all, and I don't want to know.
In fact, in the original history, after the guy in front of them died of illness last year, he was granted the title of King Yun by the Jurchen Jurchen and was appointed as the third division of the Kaifu Yitong.
In the fifteenth year of Dading, he was posthumously granted the title of Duke of Yan, with the posthumous title of Yingmin.
At this point, the battle formation led by Li San finally defeated the enemy's formation after a fierce battle.
And there is one, naturally there are two and three, and there are more. I believe that soon, there will be more battles to kill through the enemy formation and surround the Jin army like a big net.
Then strangle as many golden men as possible in the net.
However, there seem to be some prerequisites for achieving this goal.
For example, the Chinese army led by Hu Biao could block the crazy attack of the main force of Guaizima led by Wanyan Xiyin.
There are also more than 700 cavalry led by AT and Yang Zaixing, which can block Wanyan Zonghan's 20,000 cavalry troops who are desperately trying to support him.
There is still considerable suspense about the outcome of these two points.
