When Tang Jingsong saw that a child dared to stop him, he became even more angry and pointed at Liu Shaoqing and asked Liu Yongfu: "General Liu, who is this? Why is he here? He dares to criticize me!"

At this time, Tang Jingsong was already very popular, so he became polite in words and even called Liu Yongfu "General". This was not an official position promised by the Qing court. The implication was that he no longer treated Liu Yongfu as his own person.

Liu Yongfu was already a little unhappy when he was in the temple. At this time, he saw that Tang Jingsong completely ignored him and directly ordered the two battalions of the Huai Army. He even angrily scolded his precious son. He even became angry: "Master Tang, if the dog son is offended, please forgive me. However, what the dog son said just now is correct. How to use troops is up to me, and this is all Lord Tang, you have agreed in advance!"

Tang Jingsong was furious and spoke nonsense for a moment: "I do agree that you will command the battle, but I am not asking you to command it blindly."

Seeing that Tang Jingsong was disrespectful, the officers of the Black Flag Army around him immediately pulled out their knives. These officers themselves were rebellious from the Qing court. No matter what kind of officials in the court were wearing, they shouted: "Bold!"

Seeing this, Ding and Li immediately pulled out their waist muskets and waist knives, guarding Tang Jingsong on both sides. The atmosphere on the hills suddenly became tense.

When Liu Shaoqing, the initiator, saw that the atmosphere was wrong, his eyes turned and he quickly came out to smooth things out. "Everyone, all of you will calm down and calm down. My father, although Lord Tang's handling was inappropriate, he was also worried about the situation of the war, and his heart was forgiven. As for Lord Tang's concerns, it was reasonable. This was just because Lord Tang didn't know much about our army. The so-called "those who don't know are not guilty, and everyone doesn't have to hurt the harmony for this."

After persuading the Black Flag Army, Liu Shaoqing turned to Tang Jingsong and said, "My Lord Tang, you can understand your mood. However, since you have made an agreement with our army before, please believe us. As for this battle, our army has already made arrangements. Whether you believe it or not, please wait until the battle is over before making an evaluation."

Although Tang Jingsong didn't want to listen to the words of a little brat, the situation was stronger than others now, so he had to say harshly: "General Liu, I have a good intention. If you don't want your people to die in vain, just take care of yourself!"

Immediately, he ignored everyone and looked at the battlefield again.

At this time, Li Weiye also discovered that the enemy was in a state of inability to support him and thought to himself: "The Chinese are indeed vulnerable. Even without the support of artillery, they cannot be opponents of the French Warriors."

Originally, Li Weiye was worried that the Black Flag Army would be ambushed, but as the ambush on his left wing was suppressed, Li Weiye thought that the Black Flag Army had failed. Although they successfully destroyed two of their artillery guns. However, judging from the current situation, even without the support of artillery, their soldiers could still win on the field. As for the two artillery guns damaged by the artillery mount and the two artillery that fell into the river, they could naturally be salvaged and repaired slowly after the battle, and would not affect the later battle.

When he saw that everything was as expected, Li Weiye, who had given up his last concern, began to lead his army to pursue the fleeing Black Flag Army, but he did not know that he fell into another trap set by the Black Flag Army.

"Mr. Tang, I've just been rude, I hope you can forgive me."

Tang Jingsong looked at Liu Shaoqing who came to apologize, snorted heavily, and ignored the boy.

Liu Shaoqing didn't care, so he threw it aside and said to himself: "Mr. Tang has a firm heart and a firm heart. My little brother is in the heart. However, did Lord Tang not realize that although our army seems to be defeated, it is not in chaos?"

After Liu Shaoqing said this, Tang Jingsong couldn't help but make a sudden breakthrough in his heart, then raised his telescope and looked carefully. However, the situation on the battlefield was very chaotic. The Black Flag Army had not formed a battle formation before, and the soldiers were scattered in a mess. Now when they moved again, it was even more dazzling. How could they tell whether to retreat or not be chaotic?

Tang Jingsong was depressed, and Liu Shaoqing's slightly tender voice came again in his ears. "Mr. Tang doesn't need to pay attention to those formations. If you look carefully, you should be able to see that although our army seems to be defeated, there are few casualties. The enemy seems to be pressing forward, but the casualties are far superior to our side. I wonder if the boy said this, will you understand?"

When Tang Jingsong was reminded by Liu Shaoqing, he immediately looked at the battlefield again. This time, he finally saw some clues.

Just as Liu Shaoqing said, the Black Flag Army soldiers seemed to be retreating, but there were few casualties. Instead, the French army continued to attack, and several people would fall from time to time in the array.

It turned out that he was really retreating without being confused! Tang Jingsong immediately realized that there was a mystery in the middle.

At this time, he didn't care about the offense of the little brat just now, and asked quickly: "Why is this?"

Liu Shaoqing was waiting for Tang Jingsong to ask, otherwise how could the Black Flag Army be different? He explained to Tang Jingsong with a clear understanding.

"Please look at Lord Tang. Although our soldiers did not form a formation against the enemy, this kind of scattered troops is actually of particular importance. Our Black Flag Army soldiers have not been able to get muskets for a long time. In terms of using firearms, they are definitely not as good as the French in Europe. If they line up and form formations like the French army, they may be easily defeated by the enemy."

"And I scattered the soldiers. In this way, in the eyes of French soldiers, the enemies they see are independent 'points'. At a distance of about 200 meters, even an excellent musketeer would not be easy to hit a human-shaped target, not to mention that the target is still moving. In addition, in this case, there will be many French soldiers targeting one of our soldiers. The number of French soldiers is not more than that of our soldiers. If a few people aim at one of our soldiers, there will be more soldiers who miss the net. In this way, our soldiers will naturally suffer fewer casualties."

Tang Jingsong probably understood what Liu Shaoqing said, but he quickly asked another question, "Since the enemy has multiple soldiers aiming at one of your troops at the same time, will the chance of hitting him be multiplied?"

Liu Shaoqing shook his head, "This is a bad word. Lord Tang, if the targeted soldiers are at close range, there is a high chance of hitting the target, then increasing the number of shots can indeed increase the chance of hitting. However, if the distance is far away, the gunman responsible for shooting himself has no confidence in hitting, then no matter how many people are added, it is meaningless. For example, if a person holds a gun and wants to hit a bird a hundred meters away, unless he is a sharpshooter, there is almost no possibility of hitting it. Then no matter how many such gunmen come, the final result will be the same and cannot be hit!"

One hundred people shoot one shot at a distant target, and one shot at the same target one hundred shots. Which way, the number of hits is more?

Tang Jingsong is a smart person, and such a problem is clear. "So, is the French array suffering the disadvantage?"

"That's right!" Liu Shaoqing said: "The French adopted the traditional combat array, with soldiers lined up in several rows and took turns firing, so that the firepower density can be concentrated. But in the same way, such a military formation will also turn them from 'point target' to 'face target'."

Although it was the first time Tang Jingsong heard of the terms "point target" and "face target", he still understood the concepts of "point" and "face". Now that Liu Shaoqing said this, Tang Jingsong looked up again and saw that the French army in the distance was indeed blue.

"In this case, our soldiers do not need to target French soldiers at all. They just need to shoot in the direction of the French army formation. Such a large area can always cover one."

Speaking of this, Liu Shaoqing's childish aura was revealed and he couldn't help laughing.

"But, since we have the upper hand, why should we retreat?" Tang Jingsong was hit by a little brat, and it seemed that his mind was a little overwhelmed.

Liu Shaoqing stared at his two watery little eyes and said seriously: "I said just now that because of the distance, the French people could not hit us. Now the French army has been advancing. If we do not retreat, then the advantage of distance will be gone? Moreover, the reason why our army has arranged a small number of troops to fight is to reduce the "points" that are paid attention to by the enemy and reduce the losses of our army as much as possible."

So that's it, Tang Jingsong understands it all now.

At this time, the French army, who was responsible for suppressing the ambush of the Black Flag Army on the left wing, gradually approached the bamboo forest and bushes during the pursuit. Then, the battle situation changed immediately.

Yang Yong's team, who was fighting and retreating, suddenly stopped retreating and began to block the fox pits that had been dug long ago. The French also suddenly discovered that the enemy's shooting suddenly became accurate.

"His grandma! Foreign devil, I have been chasing me for most of the day. It's great, right? If a tiger doesn't show off his power, you think I'm a sick cat. Now it's time for you to taste my power!"

Lying down, shooting, rolling, reversing, retracting, and then shooting down. Although Yang Yong is also a young man, he has never been lazy in military training since he was a child. Liu Shaoqing has mastered his individual soldiers' skills and tactics. After a few shots, more than one French soldier fell under his gun.

"Grandma, this foreigner is not good at fighting, it's really good to make a firearm. This Thunder Ding is better than a bird gun."

He glanced at him, knocked down a French soldier with a shot, and Yang Yong couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Although the Black Flag Army arranged for the fight on Paper Bridge this time, although only Yang Jie'en's right battalion - 30% of them were recruits, they were equipped with the new Remington breech gun provided by the Qing court.

The Thunderden rifle is made in the United States. It has a caliber of about 0.33 inches, a gun length of about four feet and a weight of less than nine kilograms, making the user feel very comfortable. Even a half-baby boy like Yang Yong is not difficult to use. The only disadvantage is that it is a single shot, unlike the French army's M1878, which is a continuous shot rifle.

But the French army was in trouble because of this advanced "sequential" situation.

The M1878 loading is on the butt stock. Although the loading volume is as high as eight rounds, it is the highest in the world. Once the bullet is fired, it takes a long time to load it again, and this time becomes the time for the French army to die.

On the front position, although the Black Flag Army has been retreating, it has not been defeated and the battle continues. The French army has to keep firing and shoot again. With such a shooting frequency, not to mention eight rounds, even eighty rounds are loaded, there are still times when they are finished.

At this time, in front of Guandi Temple, Tang Jingsong was watching with a telescope in his eyes. Since he knew that the Black Flag Army was just using a strategy to lead the French to die, his mentality immediately became calm. When he looked at the battle again, he gradually saw some tricks.

"However, the soldiers of your troops always struggle so hard, and it seems not very elegant."
Chapter completed!