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Chapter 1360, a war without winners

"Bang bang~"

Accompanied by intensive gunfire, gunpowder smoke filled the air, billowing white smoke drifted away, and countless figures fell heavily.

All those who tried to rush towards the musketeers fell fifty steps away from the musketeers. No one could block the progress of the musketeers. They were like cold machines, without any emotion, and would only follow orders and fire continuously.

, reload, fire, and then keep moving forward.

The Ottoman Empire soon realized that they could no longer make meaningless sacrifices. The army simply opened the gap at random and sent in the Ottoman Empire's own musketeers at the same time.

"The first showdown between musketeers in human history is finally about to take place."

Deng Yong held a telescope and paid close attention to everything on the battlefield.

When he saw the musketeers of the Ottoman Empire appearing on the scene and marching towards the Spanish musketeers in neat steps, he knew that the highlight of the war was about to take place.

Although the previous fight was fierce and brutal, such war scenes have been staged countless times in history.

The Roman Empire, the Persian Empire, and the Arab Empire were each powerful empires that were built by relying on cold weapons. There is no substantial difference between this and the wars in history.

For Deng Yong and Xiong Han, who graduated from the Imperial Military Academy, watching these wars in the cold weapon era no longer makes much sense.

Times have changed, the cold weapon era is gradually withdrawing from the stage of history, and the firearms era has arrived. The main reason why the two of them came here was to watch the duel between muskets.

The Ming Empire swept away death, and its powerful firearms were invincible. It has never had any opponents, and it relied on its powerful muskets and artillery to crush its opponents.

Therefore, the imperial military wants to know what will happen if two armies with the same firearms meet?

What is the most appropriate way to conduct combat?

What factors will determine the direction of future wars?

These are all experiences that need to be summed up through actual combat, and the best testing ground is right in front of us.

Among the Ottoman army, I saw a large number of Ottoman soldiers with their heads covered, thick beards and white robes. They were carrying muskets and, under the orders of the commander, marched towards the Spanish musketeers in neat steps.

go.

The two sides stopped at a distance of one hundred and fifty steps.

"First team, prepare, fire~"

Soon, following the commander's order, both sides opened fire almost simultaneously.

"Bang~bang~"

As the billowing smoke rose, it was quickly blown away by the wind. A large number of people fell down in the dense queues on both sides, but neither side seemed to care about their dead comrades.

One person fell down in the front, and someone immediately stood up in the rear. In a short period of time, the queue that originally looked incomplete was quickly arranged neatly again.

"Second team, prepare, fire~"

Soon, the second wave of attacks sounded again, and the same scene happened again.

Although there are more than a hundred steps between the two sides, it seems that there is no bloody close-quarters battle. However, at this moment, on the battlefield, whether it is the soldiers of the Ottoman Empire or the soldiers of the European Allied Forces, both sides are paying close attention to the musketeers.

duel between.

Everyone seems to know that the outcome of the musketeer duel is related to the final victory.

I also looked at the musketeers who kept falling, and then someone quickly filled that position, and then they kept falling, and then they kept filling in.

There was no sound of fighting between the two sides, and no sound of iron weapons clashing.

But among the people watching the battle, everyone's heart seemed to be beating with each wave of strong sound.

Many people were even sweating profusely for these musketeers.

You must know that every time white smoke rises, death will come to you, taking away a large number of people every time. No one knows whether they will fall when the next gunshot sounds.

What kind of terrible pressure this requires. Although there is no light or shadow of swords, the God of Death is always around, and the sickle of the God of Death is constantly harvesting humble lives.

"Asshole, I don't know what shit those people in the imperial court are thinking in their heads."

"We actually sold our muskets to these people. I can already imagine the scene when we face the muskets in the hands of the enemy in the future. I don't know how many of us Ming people died under the muskets produced by our own people."

Seeing the scene in front of him, Xiong Han couldn't help but curse.

For the first time, I felt that the officials who sold these weapons were pigs and idiots.

The Ming Dynasty was able to sweep all directions because of its powerful muskets and firearms. But if the enemy also mastered the same advanced muskets and artillery, how could the Ming Dynasty sweep all directions?

At that time, we still don’t know how many lives it will take to win.

Look at the two sides who are queuing up to be shot in front of you. The casualties between each other are extremely horrifying. They are both gritting their teeth and holding on. It depends on who can no longer hold on first.

If one of them was a soldier of the Ming Empire, Xiong Han couldn't even imagine that such a thing would happen to a Ming soldier.

"Calm down~"

Deng Yong looked very calm and said calmly.

"I can't calm down. I must write a memorial to the British Duke and the Emperor. My Ming Dynasty's muskets and artillery must not be sold to outsiders. Otherwise, I don't know how many of my Ming Dynasty's good sons and daughters will die in the future."

Xiong Han's eyes were scarlet. Under this kind of queuing and shooting, the battle became more cruel, and the mortality rate between the two sides was higher. If the Hong Kong garrison under his command was mobilized, the outcome would not be much better.

"Of course there are considerations from above~"

"What's more, even if we don't sell arms and weapons to them, won't they be able to make them themselves?"

"You have been in Europe for some time. You should know that the Europeans are not much worse than us in many aspects. Give them some time, and they can also make our Ming dynasty's muskets."

"This is something we have to face sooner or later. As soldiers, we should consider how to protect our country and how to win every war, instead of thinking about these things that we should not consider."

Deng Yong looked at Xiong Han. To be honest, his heart was also ups and downs.

He did not expect that the duel between the musketeers would be so cruel. They lined up to be shot. Both sides were fighting for their perseverance to see who could persist to the end.

"But~but~"

Xiong Han had a lot to say, but he couldn't say it all at once.

"I heard that the Miyun Arsenal has developed a more advanced musket with a faster rate of fire, a longer range, and better accuracy. The muskets in their hands are just our obsolete products."

"The reason why the higher-ups want to sell arms and weapons to them is just to let them fight each other. No matter what the final result is, for both sides of the war, they are losers. The real winner is our Ming Dynasty.

"

"This is a war with no winners!"

Deng Yong had a smile on his lips.

Pointing to the two sides who were engaged in a fierce exchange of fire on the battlefield, he said: "The era of cold weapons is about to pass, and the era of firearms has arrived. In the future, wars will definitely be fought around firearms."

"Whoever makes firearms has a longer range, higher accuracy, and faster rate of fire will have a greater advantage. The two sides line up to shoot. That's because the muskets they use now have a too low hit rate. They can only

Rely on this method to increase your hit rate."

"If we encounter our Ming army, we can use explosive bombs from the rear to attack them fiercely. In such a dense formation, one explosive bomb is enough to kill a large area."

"Now do you know why we didn't sell the explosive bombs to both of them?"

"Because the explosive ammunition really cannot be sold to them, but these obsolete muskets can be sold. If they think that they can use such a victory to deal with our Ming army in the same way, they will try

to real suffering."

"Haha, I finally understand why the princes in the imperial court agreed to send arms and weapons to both sides. This is an experiment to test the combat methods of the firearms era in order to accumulate experience."

The more Deng Yong looked at it, the more interesting it became, and he began to comment carefully.

On the other side, on the tragic battlefield, the scene of queuing up to be shot was still being staged. The musketeers between the two sides continued to fall, and then new musketeers came up.

"Damnable Daming people~"

Behind the European coalition forces, Duke Francois couldn't help but curse again.

If the Ming Dynasty had not sold their firearms to the Ottoman Empire, they would have been able to open the gap and successfully win the war with the help of Spanish musketeers.

But now, the musketeers versus the musketeers have turned into a brutal and merciless competition. He clearly realized that even if they won this battle, the European coalition would only lose miserably, and the final winner would definitely be the Ming Dynasty.

empire.

"After we go back, we must find someone to contact the Ming people. We must also buy muskets and build a pure musketeer army. In the future, nothing can stop the progress of the musketeers."

But Duke Francois also clearly saw the power of the musketeers. Traditional cavalry, infantry, and archers were no match for the musketeers.

Thick iron armor cannot stop the bullets of muskets, and no matter how sharp the sword is, it cannot hurt the musketeers from a distance of hundreds of steps. As for the archers, their shooting range is too far away from that of the musketeers, and they have not yet entered their attack range.

He had already been beaten into pieces by the musketeers.

Of course, Duke Francois is not the only one who has such an idea. Everyone is clearly aware that an era is coming towards them. The traditional knights will come to an end, but the spirit of knights will inevitably continue.


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