More and more Susa soldiers jumped off the low wall and stood on the dirt road. They were very relaxed because they were almost certain that their enemies seemed to have left.
Just like that, the formation was in disarray, and the unit, which had let down its vigilance and was full of flaws, ran into the soldiers of the Beiling Recruit Battalion who were waiting on the other side of the roadbed.
They did not expect that the enemy was on the other side of the roadbed, nor did they expect that the enemy would give up the commanding heights and hide on the back of such a torturous road.
The officer, who was holding the command knife in his hand and waiting for his men to help him pull up the war horse, was about to call on the soldiers who had climbed over the low wall to line up again when he saw a row of people wearing his uniform standing up from the other side.
Soldiers in costumes never seen before.
What shocked him even more was that these soldiers, whom he had never seen before, all held brand-new rifles in their hands!
He subconsciously raised the knife, and then saw a thick white smoke spouting from the black muzzle in front of him.
Then he felt something hit him hard on the chest, with such force that he took several steps back.
The Susas officer touched his chest, and then he saw his palms covered in blood. His command knife had disappeared, and the strength in his body was also draining away rapidly.
In a cloud of white smoke, he looked at the army beside him. The neatly dressed Susa soldiers were on their backs, and a drummer was covering his thigh, sitting on the ground and screaming at the top of his lungs.
Those soldiers who had just jumped off the low wall did not even have time to prepare, and were beaten to death by the bullets flying in the face.
And just when these Susa soldiers holding flintlocks were preparing to fight back, those damn soldiers in Beiling who had never seen him before his eyes handed the weapons in their hands to their comrades behind them, and then
The comrade behind him took another quick rifle that had been prepared long ago.
"Bang!" They picked up their rifles, aimed and fired in the slightly rising white mist, and fired in one go. Their skillful movements made people feel chilled.
This is the result of Tang Mo's continuous training of these Beiling hunters in the past two months. They are using their muscle memory to repeat actions and murderous actions.
In fact, this is also thanks to the fact that these soldiers were rangers or hunters in Beiling before they were trained. Most of them had hunted and had seen blood. Although it was not human blood, it offset a large part of their initial experience.
The fear of facing battle.
After another burst of gunfire, very few of the Sussian soldiers who had climbed over the wall were left standing. There were grunts and screams everywhere, as well as cries and calls for mercy.
"I surrender! Don't shoot!" A soldier raised one arm and knelt on the ground, shouting desperately. Another soldier lay on the ground wailing a woman's name.
The Susas officer was kneeling on the ground, his consciousness beginning to blur. He saw a young man with an armed belt tied outside his coat and a bayonet hanging on his waist, walking up to him, and excitedly walked over to him.
From his waist he pulled out the exquisite pistol engraved with his family's pattern.
Then, before he lost all consciousness, he heard the young man shouting to the farmers behind him: "Look what I got! It belongs to the official! It's mine now!"
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"Bang!" When Susas's soldiers began to climb over the low wall, Tucci's long-awaited gunshot finally rang out. After this shot, this kind of gunshot that he was not familiar with suddenly started.
The time became continuous.
"Bang!" "Bang!" The dense gunshots stunned Tucci, and then he suddenly looked at the low wall crowded with Susus soldiers, and saw a white smoke filling the air behind the low wall.
Immediately afterwards, he saw Susas's soldiers retreating in embarrassment. Many soldiers fell off the low wall. Even though they were so far away, he could still hear the screams clearly.
That was 300 soldiers! When they attacked, they lined up in five columns, and with the drummers and flag bearers beside them, it looked mighty.
But when they retreated, these soldiers abandoned their helmets and armor. Some soldiers even lost their hats and didn't even bother to bend down to pick them up.
The battle flag representing the battalion was dragged back to the position where they started, making the entire army look like a lost dog running away with its tail between its legs.
From Tucci's point of view, about half of the three hundred Susas soldiers who attacked had climbed over the wall. However, after the defeat, he really saw that there was actually a Susas soldier who had climbed over the wall.
, were unable to escape over the low wall again!
That's just an obstacle that can be reversed with a little force! It's just a low wall that doesn't look inconspicuous at all!
An unattended war horse was struggling in the soft soil. No one had the energy to take care of it now, so it was left to fend for itself in the field.
"It seems that those Beiling people who built the wall have not left." Tucci looked at the knight who was still trying to explain with a look of contempt, and said coldly and sarcastically.
The other party's face was sinister, and he lowered his head and said nothing.
Tucci was not willing to talk nonsense with such an idiot anymore, and continued to order: "Let Romell continue the attack! Let him solve his mistakes by himself!"
The knight lowered his head slightly, then pulled the reins of his horse and went to deliver Tucci's order.
Watching the knight riding away, Tucci looked at his own people beside him and said: "Let the artillery lay out their positions first! It's definitely hopeless to count on these idiots! Let them consume the opponent's ammunition first.
, and then we will defeat this enemy force in one fell swoop!"
"Yes! Sir!" With confident smiles on their faces, several commanders pulled the reins of their horses and ran wildly towards the various phalanxes that were sitting and resting not far away.
"You still gave me a surprise! Fisher! I hope you will continue to perform well and don't let me down!" Tucci continued to look at the battlefield over there and murmured.
On the battlefield, the furious Viscount Romel had ordered two battalions of artillery to continue bombarding the low wall.
None of the soldiers who knew what was on the other side of the low wall had returned, and the commander of his 1st Battalion was still missing. He still knew nothing about the enemy's deployment.
So all he could do was to keep the cannon firing and bombard the ferocious-looking low wall to embolden himself.
According to the establishment of the Kingdom of Susas, an infantry battalion has 6 field guns, with calibers ranging from 60 to 80 caliber. The soldiers who serve these field guns are excluded, and the coachmen, doctors and handymen are excluded, as well as the serious soldiers carrying rifles.
That's more than 300 people.
Most of the phalanx formed by three hundred soldiers just now climbed over the low wall, and only about a hundred people managed to escape.
This is equivalent to saying that the 1st Battalion in the hands of Viscount Romel has basically suffered more than half of its casualties and has lost its combat effectiveness.
Just when Viscount Romel fired the artillery, the knight who spoke for him came on horseback and brought an order from General Tucci: "Sir Viscount! The order from General Tucci, let your people continue to attack...
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"This bastard!" Viscount Romel was furious, clenched his fists and cursed, then looked at the attaché beside him: "Go! Let the soldiers of the 2nd Battalion attack! Don't stop the artillery fire! Wait until they get close to that damn wall
Let’s talk about the low wall!”
Tang Mo inspected his troops along the roadbed. These soldiers wearing cotton coats and equipped with full equipment seemed to have high morale after an easy victory.
The soldiers at the back were busy loading K1 guns. Under their feet were dug ear holes for storing ammunition.
In front of them are the reserve troops who are always ready to hand the weapons in their hands to the first row of shooters. They are responsible for handing weapons to the shooters continuously so that they can fire continuously to kill the enemy.
Their cooperation is very tacit, because this method of warfare is not unusual, but it is not so easy to use in a serious battle between two armies.
However, at this moment, Tang Mo came up with this set of tactics to fight this kind of positional battle, which was very suitable and naturally very powerful.
On the road, there were almost two hundred corpses of Sussus soldiers lying in random directions, which fully demonstrated the effectiveness of Tang Mo's tactics.
"Where are the wounded? Have they all been treated?" Tang Mo looked at Loew and asked.
"Two soldiers were injured. They were hit by fragments from the shell that hit the wall during the investigation...but they are not serious." Loew replied with a happy face: "I am more worried about the wounded than the wounded.
Yes, they are our flanks."
Just now, he used 120 soldiers and a low wall to easily defeat the charge of a battalion of the opponent! Moreover, the soldiers of this company almost created a myth of defeating the enemy without any casualties!
"There is nothing to worry about. I gave Redman two companies and six cannons. Let him go south to stop the enemy troops going north. If he can't do it, we will have no choice but to run away, right?"
Tang Mo looked at Weiss and showed a naughty smile.
Weiss, who was following Tang Mo, also laughed and nodded to Tang Mo: "You are right, sir. I will run away first when the time comes."
Tang Mo reached out and patted Loew's arm: "Listen to the sound of artillery...it seems that their second attack is about to begin."
"Let them come! No matter how many people come, they will only die." Before Loew could speak, Weiss, who felt that a large-scale battle could be won so easily for the first time, said to Tang Mo with a smile.
"Fortunately, the idiot opposite arrived a day before us and gave us such a good terrain." Tang Mo looked at the scattered low walls on the roadbed and sighed happily: "It seems that,
The Kingdom of Susas really has no luck in winning this war!"
