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Chapter 1340: Victory will eventually belong to me, Safi

The three commanders of the Safis were very arrogant and sent troops to advance to the Ming army's position with such a big thorn. They didn't care about the Ming army.

How much combat effectiveness can the Ming army with less than five thousand have? Moreover, they are also firearm troops, and the three legions have 12,000 muskets.

The Fourth Legion had the most firearms, with 10,000 people in the entire army having 5,000 firearms and soldiers.

Their Fifth and Seventh Legions had a little less firearm than the Fourth Legion, but there were about four thousand firearms.

After entering the eight hundred meters, they did not stop but chose to continue moving forward.

"General, let's use artillery to show them some good things!" A deputy general suggested to the commander of the Chainmail Legion.

But the leader of the Chainmail Legion raised his hand and refused.

"How can we use artillery to deal with these Ming troops? I can take them all down with one charge later." The commander of the Chainmail Legion said indifferently.

He was afraid that when he fired his own artillery, the other two legions would take advantage of the momentum to defeat the Ming army, and then there would be nothing he had done with him. Wouldn't he be able to win any advantage?

So what kind of tricks should I go up quickly, so I won’t be good if I go up and grab a first prize?

I didn't see that the other two legion commanders did nothing, but we were shooting here, and the benefits were all for those two.

"The enemy's army is five hundred meters away from me!" A broadcast rang out on the Ming army's position again.

"Prepare to fight and listen to my command!" Huang Degong pulled the bolt of the machine gun and shouted.

"Click!" A bullet had already entered the chamber of Huang Degong's heavy machine gun.

"Kakaka!"

The Ming army on the position had also pushed the guns and bullets in their hands into the chamber.

"Captain of the Legion?" asked the nervous staff officer who was squatting beside Huang Degong beg.

This was the first time he had participated in the battle in the Central Guard Corps, so he became nervous and thought that he would fight a beautiful battle and not let the enemy run away.

"What to fight? Wait until the enemy is close to two hundred meters before fighting." Huang Degong glared at the staff officer next to him. What are you fighting now? The enemy is five hundred meters away from us. Now fire at this distance. What if the enemy is scared away?

You must know that this is 30,000 enemies, not 30,000 pigs.

No, we can't catch it once the 30,000 pigs run away.

So the Ming soldiers held the gun, then stared at the front, put their two thumbs outside the protective circle of the trigger, ready to move their fingers and pull the trigger at any time.

"The enemy army is 300 meters away!"

The soldiers moved their hands gently to the trigger. At this time, some soldiers with weak mental resistance had bitten their lips. They took a deep breath and held their breath.

One eye squinted, and the other eye was aimed at its target through the 56-semi-automatic rifle's sight. The small dots in the distance were their targets.

"The enemy army is two hundred meters away!" The broadcast sounded again.

At a distance of 200 meters, the two sides are already very close. At this distance, people on both sides can roughly see what clothes the person on the other side is wearing, and even good eyesight can see the hairstyle of the person on the other side.

The three legion commanders rode on horseback and looked at the Ming army in front of them, and felt that these Ming army positions were so weird.

There was no such formation. It seemed that I couldn't see clearly. The three legion commanders raised their telescopes and saw clearly. The Ming army actually dug out tunnels one by one, and then they squatted inside the tunnel and looked at them.

What does this mean?

The three legion commanders had never seen such a strange formation. The firearms soldiers they fought against before were not arranged in an orderly manner on flat terrain, and then they relied on the advantage of the number of people to defeat the opponent with the last one who fell down.

You can defeat the enemy by digging a hole and squatting inside?

It's unheard of, it's just a joke.

Could it be that Ming Jun on the opposite side is a fool?

Oh oh! I got it. The Ming Jun on the opposite side must think that he is not our opponent, so he dug a hole for himself in advance so that they can have a place to bury after they are killed.

OK! Since you are such a director and have already dug the pit, I will help you and bury you in the pit later. I am kind and save your body from being taken away by a wolf.

I don't know why, why am I so kind?

As they entered one hundred and fifty meters, Huang Degong moved his fingers to the trigger.

Now!

That's now!

"Give me a fight!"

Huang Degong stood up from the trench all at once, then stepped on one leg in the middle of the trench, and the other leg under the trench, revealing the position above the chest, then hugged the handle and pressed the trigger with his fingers.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong!"

The Type 89 heavy machine gun suddenly roared, and the powerful recoil shocked Huang Degong so that his whole body was trembling one after another.

Although the heavy machine gun with a tripod is much more stable, the recoil is not something that ordinary people can hold.

The heavy machine gun sprayed out half a foot long flame, and then the dust around it scattered under the airflow of the muzzle.

Bullets as big as thumbs flew towards the enemy. Every few shots you could see a red and green spot of light, which was a tracer bullet for correction.

Under Huang Degong's roar, the soldiers of the entire army began to pull the trigger frantically.

"Da da da da!"

"Smack it!"

The Bayi Bar automatic rifle was shot in three consecutive times, and the target of the Type 56 semi-automatic rifle holster was to open fire, and the 56 light machine gun.

A squad leader held the machine gun and pointed it in front of him, but he didn't let go. While robbing, he still grew up his mouth and roared. The warrior who was responsible for handing the ammunition next to him seemed to be raining.

There are too many people on the other side and they are standing together in a dense manner. What you need is not to save ammunition at this time, but how to spread all the bullets at the fastest speed.

Ming Jun pulled the trigger very well, but the Safi people on the opposite side seemed to feel uncomfortable.

When they were 150 meters away from the Ming army, they lit the musket and stuck it on the musket, preparing to get a volley for the Ming army when they were about to approach 50 meters.

A fifty-meter volley can shock the Ming army at one time. This is their common tactic. It has a very good effect. It is the best in the battle between them and the Habras, especially when they encounter an army that has fewer people than them, the effect is the best.

A volley shot made them dizzy, and then the spearmen who followed the firearms soldiers to charge directly. Under this tactic, they won many victories.

In their opinion, this time is no exception.
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