Chapter 1075 Decisive Battle - New Use of Old Weapons
"Uncle, the Xilu are coming up!" A young man who looked about twenty-one or twelve years old held a loaded three-eye blunderbuss in his hand. He was half-kneeling behind the downed horse and looked at the horses approaching them.
Xilu said very nervously.
"Don't worry." The person he called uncle was Liu Yi, one of the thousand households in the left guard of the government army. Seeing that his nephew was nervous, he comforted him: "San'er, it's your first time to go to the battlefield. In fact, you are nervous.
They can't rush in like this, so don't be afraid."
"Uncle, is it true?" the man asked again very seriously.
"Of course it's true. I've told you several times, but you just don't listen." A man in his twenties or fourteen years old said impatiently.
"You have only been on the battlefield once, and the battle ended after just a few battles. Of course I can't believe it." The man said again.
The older people wanted to talk again, and Liu Yi said: "Stop arguing, what are you brothers arguing about all day long? And the Xilu are about to attack, you." He wanted to say that someone might die in the battle,
This may be the last time we meet, but the words are on the tip of my tongue and I can't say them out. At this time, Xilu was already less than 200 steps closer to them. He hurriedly said "prepare to defend against the enemy" and hurriedly left here to go to him.
Command everywhere.
"Uncle is right, please stop arguing." Another man in his mid-twenties, wearing the uniform of a sixth-grade general, also said.
"Yes, brother!" The two of them said in unison. Then they raised the three-eyed fire blunderbuss in their hands and pointed it at Xilu outside.
"..., one hundred and fifty steps, one hundred and forty steps, one hundred and thirty steps, one hundred and twenty steps, give the order!" Cao Xing gave the order when he counted to one hundred and twenty steps.
"Dong dong dong" the sound of drums was heard immediately. When thousands of households in all directions heard the drums, they immediately shouted to their subordinates: "Fire!"
"Boom!" Suddenly there was a loud noise, and at the same time countless white smoke floated in the air. The entire formation of the left and right guards of the Fu army was covered by the smoke in Xilu's view.
But the Xilu soldiers who were charging into the formation under the leadership of Salha were overjoyed. The smoke was so thick that they could not see the Ming army's formation clearly. The Ming army could not see the situation outside at all and could not aim. Their chance of survival
Much bigger than before.
Of course, Salha himself knew that their idea was wrong. Although he did not understand the principle, he knew that the trajectories of firecracker projectiles in the air were erratic, and aiming was useless. The Ming army relied on closing the distance and concentrating fire to ensure its power.
, it didn’t matter whether he could clearly see the enemy he was about to shoot. Moreover, he also knew that the muskets used by the Ming cavalry could fire three rounds of projectiles in a row, and the cavalry at the front would not survive at all.
'When the Ming army has fired all three projectiles, let them speed up and rush to the front of the formation to release arrows. It would be best if they can rush through the Ming army's formation in one fell swoop. If they can't rush away, let them retreat. Anyway, even if they are not allowed to retreat,
If we withdraw, they will also withdraw themselves.'
' Repeating this several times made the Ming army adapt to this tactic, and they were a little tired, so they launched an attack with the main force and rushed in. By the way, it's time to launch the third round of projectiles. ' Salha thought about this battle in his mind
tactics, while estimating the time to launch projectiles.
But to his expectation, a third round of projectiles was not launched immediately. While thinking curiously, he led his elite main force to follow the cannon fodder of the auxiliary soldiers in front.
These auxiliary cannon fodders were also very surprised. They had just fought against Cao Xingbu. The Ming army was clearly able to fire three rounds of projectiles in a row. Why did they only fire two rounds this time?
However, they did not think deeply about it. They just thought it was a special situation at that time. They were even more happy and continued to rush towards Cao Xing's formation while howling. At the same time, they also opened their bows and nocked arrows to throw arrows at the Ming army. Soon there were also screams from the Ming army.
The sound came.
It wasn't until they rushed to only twenty steps away from the formation that the third burst of firing was heard, and suddenly a large number of people were hit by projectiles and fell to the ground.
But the remaining people became more and more excited. "The distance is only twenty steps. Soldiers rush forward and break into the Ming army's position. Each of them will be rewarded with five slaves!"
"Ouch!" Countless people howled, and their horses rushed into the smoke, waving their scimitars to kill the Ming army.
But when they saw what the Ming army was holding through the smoke, their excited expressions suddenly turned into panic. They wailed loudly and tried to retreat, but the people behind them also rushed up and blocked their retreat.
"Bang bang bang!" The sounds of countless explosions sounded, making these Xilu howl like ghosts. Not only that, most of the Xilu were stabbed to death and fell to the ground. A handful of people and horses who survived were also shot by fire cannons.
A 'roll call'. Although the accuracy of the fire gun is very low, it can still be aimed at such a close distance.
"Nice job!" Cao Xing shouted excitedly. He couldn't help but wave his arms and almost threw the clairvoyance in his hand.
"Song Zhen has you. With a small trick, the weapons that the Xilu were originally wary of can be used again." He added.
The weapon that the Ming army threw at the Xilu just now was a grenade. Since the grenade made its debut when defending the inner city of Yiwu, it immediately became a weapon that the Xilu were afraid of and avoided. The grenade was very easy to carry, and no Ming army would take it out.
You don't know if he has a grenade in his hand, so before the subsequent battle turns into a melee, the Xilu soldiers will keep a very close eye on the places where the Ming army may hide grenades. Once they have the intention of taking out a grenade, they will either fight for their own
Kill him with serious injuries, or retreat immediately.
However, Song used the smoke produced by firing the muskets to prevent the Xilu from seeing clearly the grenades in their hands, and rushed over rashly. By the time he saw clearly, it was too late to retreat, and he inflicted huge damage to the Xilu at once.
Song smiled and said nothing. This strategy is very simple if it is explained clearly, but it is not easy to think of it without explaining it clearly.
"Actually, the number of Xilu killed this time is not important. What is important is that the Xilu will have lingering fears about this in the future and will not dare to rush into the smoke rashly. Our army will lose fewer casualties." Ji Ye said.
