Chapter 482 An ordinary battle (4) (two chapters in one)

Author: Uncle Long Legs

Chapter 482 An ordinary battle (4) (two chapters in one)

By the way! Hu Biao and the others are just ordinary people in the modern dimension.

But after honing in so many missions, I already have quite good experience and level in commanding cold weapon operations.

When we first formed the new army of the Song Dynasty with the Jin as the first imaginary enemy.

They definitely took this into consideration: the Jin side had a strong cavalry force, while their own side was dominated by infantry.

When it comes to mobility and impact, there is no comparison between the two sides.

So if the new army, which is almost pure infantry, suddenly encounters a large cavalry attack by the Jin people under different circumstances and circumstances, how should they respond?

In response to such a problem, they have wasted no less brain cells.

The purpose is that if such a situation does arise, there will be no counterattack ability at all.

Therefore, despite the fact that Xu Feng and Fan Zhu were reacting very hastily when they saw that a large number of cavalry were about to rush in.

In fact, in response to the current situation, the new army has some corresponding measures and has also conducted relevant training.

Specifically, the new army formed a circular battle formation with companies as units.

Spearmen, sword and shield bearers, and even musketeers with bayonets were outside, all raising their sharp weapons high, forming a circular hedgehog-like defensive formation.

At the same time, inside the circular formation, there were left a small number of hunters using improved muskets, as well as musketeers with ordinary muskets.

Allowing them to continuously reload and fire can be regarded as a means of defensive counterattack.

In addition, there will be a certain distance intentionally left between the two circular battle formations so that they can provide fire support to each other without inadvertently injuring neighboring troops.

You know! Facing the sharp spear array, the war horses will instinctively dodge, so the Jin cavalry can only pass through the gaps between the circular arrays.

Then when passing through, you will be attacked by two circular battle array musketeers on the left and right at the same time.

In short, this is a response method that should be effective in theory, but in terms of specific effects, even Hu Biao and the others don't know how many.

Everything needs to be tried in practice to know whether the actual effect is good or not.

At present, Xu Feng and Fan Zhu hurriedly rushed forward with almost all the manpower available from the division.

The purpose of doing this is actually very simple:

For the first and second regiments that were struggling with the Jin soldiers, the soldiers could calmly evacuate and start forming formations.

And they persisted until the third and fourth regiments who were resting at some positions behind the camp were able to form a fighting formation and come up to support them.

In other words, to buy enough time for the soldiers under my command to prepare a response.

How much time do they have to fight to achieve the above goals?

Frankly speaking, even they themselves don’t know how long it will take. Anyway, the longer they persist, the better.

As for the desperate call for help from Hu Biao in the current crisis, although they have already sent messengers to ask for help from the headquarters.

But they themselves also knew that it was probably too late.

Therefore, all current crises must rely on themselves...

"Retreat and form a formation. According to Chapter 3, Article 7, and Article 11 of the Infantry Drill Code, immediately retreat to the back and form a circular formation. Don't worry about the entanglement of the Jin people. I will risk my life to help you with it~

"

While taking a few guards with him, he rushed towards the front of the formation.

In Fan Zhu's mouth, he also yelled crazily.

At present, his target is very clear, which is about twenty steps away. When a group of artillerymen retreated, a small Folang machine left on the edge of the camp ran away.

This thing is also an important means for them to gain more time while waiting for a meeting.

In addition to these, there were a total of three explosive bags carried by the guards around him.

As Fan Zhu rushed over, the divisional clerks, cooks, grooms and other non-combatants all moved closer to their deputy division commander.

Soon, a team of about 200 people was assembled.

Because the number of muskets produced by the Ministry of Industry was limited, the non-combatants in these divisions were naturally not equipped with any long or short gunpowder weapons.

So at this moment, the weapons they are holding are all kinds of powerful.

There are all kinds of spears, long knives, shoulder poles, kitchen knives, forks and other things.

But even so, when these people rushed forward with their deputy commander, their expressions may have been a little panicked, but their eyes were extremely determined.

On the contrary, in such a process.

One company after another hurriedly retreated back, passing by Fan Zhu and the others.

The soldiers looked at their deputy commander who was moving forward firmly, their expressions were extremely complicated; they had almost predicted the outcome of deputy commander Fan in advance.

But at this moment, we were facing our own cavalry who were less than two miles away behind us, beating their horses desperately and rushing towards them at full speed.

The remaining infantry on the Jin side also reacted somewhat differently.

The vast majority of the golden soldiers were running desperately in the left and right directions, trying to avoid the charge route of these cavalry, so as not to be trampled to death alive.

But there is still a small portion of the Jin infantry, ready to fight.

Bo entangled those Song people by himself, preventing them from retreating and forming a formation, and then being easily killed by our own cavalry. Winning this battle was such a great achievement.

No! When Fan Zhu, who was leading the charge, led his men to the small Folang machine gun, which was only eleven or twelve steps away.

I saw a guy dressed as a golden captain, with about twenty soldiers under his command, just climbed over the earth wall on the edge of the camp.

The two of them just looked at each other and shouted "Kill~" almost in unison.

The next second later, both sides rushed towards their opponents with their own men.

Even though the captain only had about twenty people behind him, the people who could be his bodyguards were all burly, and they looked like elite warriors who had practiced martial arts for many years.

In addition, each person now has a fine piece of fine iron armor on his body.

He wields heavy weapons such as heavy broadswords, battle axes, and meteor hammers in his hands. In addition, he also has spare long and short knives, iron bones, and other weapons on his body.

It is a posture that is armed to the teeth.

Anyway, although they were small in number, the momentum of the twenty or so people rushing towards them actually seemed to be stronger than the team of Fan Zhu and others with ten times the number of people.

However, the outcome of the battle between the two sides in a very short period of time was so unexpected.

Because when he came up to meet him, Fan Zhu didn't even think much about it. He held the short blunderbuss in his right hand, raised his hand and fired at him.

An instant later, the golden captain's chest hurt, and his body, which had been rushing towards him like a wild boar, was shaken violently.

Even the steps under his feet became staggering.

When he lowered his head and glanced at his chest, he discovered that a hole the size of a finger had been punched in the family armor, and blood was pouring out like it was free.

The emotion that appeared in the eyes of this captain was not fear, but anger, a huge anger.

He never thought that he would suffer such a big loss since he had been practicing martial arts and polishing his body diligently every day since he was six years old. He thought that he had few opponents on the battlefield.

Therefore, he endured the severe pain in his chest and continued to move forward with a large sword in hand.

He made up his mind to kill the Song general in front of him.

After pulling the trigger, Fan Zhu directly let go of the blunderbuss in his right hand and let it fall to the ground; then he immediately touched it towards his waist.

In the blink of an eye, he pulled out a short blunderbuss and pulled the trigger again.

The golden captain's face felt as if he had been hit hard with a stick. His head was tilted back and he fell down like this.

After taking a look at the golden man with a bullet hole on his forehead and his eyes full of anger and injustice before he died.

In Fan Zhu's mouth, he cursed loudly:

"What era are you in? Who the hell wants to fight with you~"

While swearing such a sentence, Fan Zhu touched his right hand to his waist, and soon drew out a short blunderbuss, preparing to continue to recruit people to fire.

Good guy! The short muskets fired on this guy one after another seemed to be endless.

The reason why such a situation occurred is mainly because Fan Zhu still has some tricks up his sleeve.

He knew that given his own level, in such a limited time, even if he practiced hard without sleeping every day, his final melee level would not be as good as that of his opponent from a small school.

Not to mention those general disciples who have been practicing martial arts hard since they were young.

So he simply found a new way and didn't bring any swords at all before the start of each battle, but he had six loaded muskets fastened to his waist.

No, with two shots, he easily knocked down a disciple of the general who had been practicing martial arts for who knows how many years to the ground.

If it were two people fighting with cold weapons, whether he could withstand the three moves would be a big question.

The only disadvantage of doing this is that the weight on his waist is too much.

If it weren't for the belt around his waist, which was made from good cowhide; otherwise, with so many muskets attached to the belt, his pants would have fallen down.

When Fan Zhu opened fire, there were many short muskets beside him, and they were fired one by one.
To be continued...