The soldiers of the front army of the Wuwei camp formed three dense lines with guns on their shoulders.
"Dong, dong, dong dong dong..." In the rhythmic sound of military drums, with the deputy battalion commander holding a halberd as a benchmark, the soldiers began to advance towards the Mongolian front at a constant speed.
Lu Wu, who was riding a horse, was directly behind the entire line. From this position, he could see six directions and listen in all directions.
The three team officers (company commanders) hold command sabers and are listed on the far left side of the three infantry lines.
Next to the team officer is the red military flag responsible for commanding the actions of the entire team.
When the military flag points diagonally forward, anyone who dares not to charge will be shot!
"Hey." Xiao Ce Ling was surprised to find that although the speed of the golden dogs approaching was not fast, the three infantry lines were straight and scary.
Yaku is just a local banner leader from Qinghai. He has never seen the modern army's combat method.
"Minhan Nayan, the golden dog is here." Yaku wanted to urge Xiao Celing and prepare to give the order to fire.
Xiao Celing ignored Yaku. He saw clearly that the golden dogs approaching slowly did not carry match ropes on their shoulders.
Moreover, the muskets on the shoulders of the golden dogs are also particularly unique.
More importantly, Xiao Celing noticed that on the faces of the soldiers in the first row of the Wuwei Battalion, all of them pursed their lips, their eyes were bright, and their whole bodies were full of high fighting spirit. No one showed fear!
Is this still the Golden Dog team?
Over the years, Xiao Celing and the Qing army have fought countless encounters.
This is the first time we have encountered such a strange army!
About 150 meters away, following Lu Wu's order, all the soldiers from the front army of the Wuwei Camp stopped.
"Everyone is loading ammunition and preparing to fire a volley."
So, under the gaze of Xiao Celing, the soldiers of the front army of the Wuwei camp took out the oil paper bags containing the ammunition, bit a hole with their mouths, and sprinkled a small amount of gunpowder into the fire door.
Then, pour all the remaining gunpowder into the barrel, and then insert the pointed cylindrical bullet into the muzzle.
"Bang." After loading the ammunition, the soldiers held the gun body in their hands and hit the grass with the butt of the gun.
After all three rows of line infantry were loaded with ammunition, Lu Wu once again issued the order to advance at a constant speed.
One hundred and twenty meters, one hundred meters, eighty meters.
Just as Xiao Celing was waiting for the golden dogs to continue to get closer, what he never expected was that the golden dogs actually stopped.
The matchlock gun in Xiao Celing's hand has an effective range of about forty meters.
The distance is too far. If you order to shoot now, you will only get a lonely shot.
After all preparations were completed on Lu Wu's side, the flag officer beside him raised the command flag high.
Through the monocular telescope, Yuzhu saw the command flag of the former army being raised, and immediately ordered without hesitation: "Raise the flag and order Lu Wu to attack immediately!"
"Yes." A flag officer next to Yuzhu pointed the triangular flag in his hand diagonally in the direction of Ce Ling.
When Lu Wu saw the military orders coming from the Chinese army through flags, he immediately raised the command saber in his hand without hesitation and struck hard in the direction of the paramilitary musketeers.
"The first team, half squat, raise the gun, aim, prepare, and fire!"
"Pah, pah, pah, pah..." The crisp sound of gunfire, like exploding beans, kicked off the battle.
"Ah..." A musketeer in front of Ce Ling was unfortunately shot in the leg and fell to the ground, twitching and wailing.
"It hurts so much... Erji, please help me..." A musketeer who was shot in the arm rolled on the ground in pain and screamed extremely miserably.
In the blink of an eye, seven or eight musketeers fell in Xiao Celing's team.
Xiao Ce Ling couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He never expected in his dreams that Jin Gou's musket was so sharp that it could effectively hit his men from a distance of eighty meters.
Hehe, Yuzhu presided over the improvement of lead bullets, and the sharp daggers were used to drill cross grooves on the pointed ends.
This kind of bullet will bloom as long as it is shot into the enemy's body.
When the bullet modified by the devil is driven into the enemy's stomach, all the internal organs will rot, and he can only twitch and wait for death, unable to move again.
If it hits the leg, the leg will be dead. No matter how hard you struggle to survive, it will be in vain. You will surely bleed to death.
If the arm is hit, even if the arm is not amputated, he will die from severe infection.
"Second team, raise your guns, aim, prepare, and fire!"
When the two armies are fighting, there is no concept of mercy, everything is to defeat the enemy!
Following Lu Wu's order, the soldiers in the second row stood still and raised their guns.
"Pah, pah, pah..." After the volley was fired, the white and smoky smoke enveloped all the soldiers.
Xiao Ce Ling watched helplessly as ten more of his musketeers fell.
"Ah... God..."
"Help..." Someone's eye socket was shot, but he didn't die. He was rolling on the ground in pain. He accidentally hugged his own leg and never let go.
Xiao Ce Ling noticed that the musketeers around him all looked frightened, and their faces turned pale with fright. He could not help but make a sudden move, drew out his saber, walked over, and hacked his own man to death with the sword.
No poison, no husband!
When two armies go to war, they must not only be ruthless to the enemy, but also ruthless to their own people.
At this time, Lu Wu ordered again, "The first team squats to reload, the second team squats, and the third team raises their guns, aim, prepare, and fire!"
"Bah, bang, bang..." Along with the white smoke coming out of the muzzle of the gun, six more people fell into Ce Ling's team.
Since the ammunition is fixed-loading, and the action of purging the barrel and pressing the chamber is omitted, the soldiers of the first and second teams can load the ammunition while half-crouching on the ground.
When they stood up after obeying the order, they only had to slam the butt of their rifles onto the ground, and the entire loading action was completed.
Before formal contact was made, more than twenty of Xiao Celing's men were killed and wounded.
Alas, the losses were too heavy!
Xiao Celing knew in his heart that at this moment, it was impossible to retreat.
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"Habson Khan, hurry up and take your cavalry to outflank the two wings to attract the attention of the golden dogs so that my people can get close to them and fight back." Even if Xiao Celing looks down on Yaku, he will still seek him at this time.
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Yaku hesitated for a moment. He was no longer willing to part with the little money he had. If Xiao Ce Ling was finished, not only would the Qing Dynasty not be able to spare him, but even the Junggar people would try their best to chop off his head.
"Okay." Yakku is not a coward, otherwise, he would not have killed his own father and seized the position of flag leader.
"Blow the trumpet and surround the Golden Dog with both wings." After giving the order, Jaku took the lead in drawing his sword and rushed out on horseback.
Yuzhu, who had been pressing the formation from behind, could clearly see that the Mongolian outflanking tactics had officially come into play.
Sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in wartime!
Under the guidance of Yuzhu, the most practiced thing in the Wuwei camp in the past was to change formations on the fly.
The reason is actually not complicated. Due to the generation difference advantage of the dog-locked flintlock gun, it is difficult for the enemy to defeat the Wuwei camp from the front, so they can only adopt the tactics of outflanking the camp on two wings or setting up an ambush in advance.
In modern army operations, when infantry versus cavalry, it is crucial to quickly turn into a hollow gun formation.
The soldiers of the three teams are in front and the soldiers of the two teams are behind. This is actually a trap deliberately set by Yuzhu.
As long as the Mongols dare to use the tactic of outflanking, they will be sandwiched between two hollow formations.
This was like Marshal Ney's cavalry unit, which turned into a sandwich biscuit and could only end in a disastrous defeat.
Just as Yaku led the Mongolian cavalry and began to accelerate the charge, Yuzhu commanded the soldiers of the two armed guard battalions and began to move forward amidst the sound of drums.
At this time, the battlefield situation became complicated.
Originally, the Qing army and the enemy had clear lines 500 meters apart.
Now, the musketeers commanded by Xiao Celing quickly moved closer to Lu Wu's front army of the Wuwei camp, while the Mongolian cavalry led by Yakku surrounded Lu Wu's flank and rear.
Inadvertently, the rear army commanded by Yuzhu stopped about 250 meters behind Lu Wu and refused to move.
The location where the Yuzhu stopped was very particular. It was less than 150 meters away from the green battalion soldiers and artillery armor of the Qing army.
In other words, once the Mongolian cavalry wanted to outflank Yuzhu's rear route or the main camp, the two groups of soldiers at the rear of the Wuwei camp only needed to change into a large hollow formation, which would just block the Mongolian attack channel.
After Yakku discovered this astonishing change, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic. He decisively commanded the three hundred Mongolian cavalry on his side and roared towards Yuzhu's back.
As long as Yuzhu's head is cut off, no matter how powerful the Qing army's musket array is, they will collapse without a fight. This is Yaku's wishful thinking.
Yuzhu put down the monocular telescope in his hand and decisively ordered the two groups of soldiers in the rear army to form two lines with the halberd-bearing officer as the center of the circle, facing the direction where Yakku was coming.
As the saying goes, soldiers have no constant momentum, and water has no constant shape.
Generals play the same role as captains, relying on their rich combat experience to adapt to changing circumstances.
The enemy has changed. If Yuzhu continues to form a hollow formation, the fight will continue due to insufficient firepower on one side.
Yuzhu knew the Mongols' fighting habits very well.
As long as one-tenth of Yakku's hundreds of cavalry are killed by volleys during the charge, the morale of the Mongols will fall to the bottom.
If one-fifth of the cavalry were killed, the Mongols would definitely lose their fighting spirit to charge and start to turn around and run away!
In history, in the famous Battle of Baliqiao, the most elite Senggelinqin Mongolian cavalry in the Qing Dynasty had a total of more than 17,000 people, known as 30,000.
As a result, the so-called invincible Mongolian cavalry only killed 1,200 people, and the entire army collapsed completely!
This is related to the special habits of the grassland people. When fighting against the wind, they are very brave.
Once the battle situation is unfavorable, especially when the casualty ratio exceeds one-tenth, the characteristics of the grassland that are careless and afraid of death and just want to pick up cheap grassland will be fully exposed.
Killing one-fifth of the Mongols was Yuzhu's conservative estimate. After all, there is no harm in being lenient when you anticipate the enemy.