() In the past 21st century, Mi Emperor, who was doing global Jingcha, was not just tolerated the British guy in disguised money from his hands to grab money at the end of the eighteenth century.

In severe, the colonial people still can't stand it. I am now going to burn their homes and force them to leave their hometowns than to draw taxes. It is only much more serious. It is just that I can understand the Ri Temir's move, but it does not mean that I will accept it.

We have also stopped the village burning operations that have been continuously for more than ten consecutive days. After a night, we advance to RI Tomil at the speed of the RI. We will arrive in RI Tomir in the afternoon two days later.

The armed citizen of RI Tomil was waiting there. When they saw us appearing, they sent a messenger to fight. The messenger told us that Ri Temir prepared more than 5,000 people for the army, casually, casually

One person drowned us with a sip! If we don't want to die, it is better to roll as far as we do n’t want to die!

The arrogance of the Poles has been expected, but I am very angry. The Polish attitude is not the reason for my anger. Today, through the mouth of this messenger, I understand why the citizen of RI Temir should rebel.

They are all the damn Polish guys in the north! Their orders for their relocation of the entire village are the violations of Yang Feng Yin. Once we separated us, they burned directly and plundered, but this is not the reason for RI Temir's resistance.

People have escaped from the north, and the Polish guys who are more and more appetite in the future actually fox fake tiger prestige, and ask the city to ask for money!

After going to fucking the next door, after getting this matter, then RI Tomir shouted, and a large number of refugees went south to join their resistance team! You guess what the Potland people are, pat the butt and leave, and even a letter of letter.

Nothing!

Oh, the benefit of fishing, they know that in the name of Rome, they have done trouble, and they run away!

"Betrayal, this is the betrayal of [naked], unforgivable betrayal!"

"I want to slaughter the group of Polish guys!"

"Yiping! Yi Ping their village! All of them must be hanged!"

The entire military account exploded like the gunpowder barrel, and it was full of hatred for the Poles. Who said no, if it was not them, this battle may not be able to fight, although it is not a bad thing to fight a battle!

"The price of those stupid guys will pay for this. But do we miss them if we lack? What are we afraid of?"

"We are afraid!"

"Ming RI World War, Glory Rome !!!"

"Glory Rome !!!"

Be betrayed, Rome has not been betrayed once.

Except for ourselves, only when we are in Rome, everyone else cannot be reliable. Only our Romans can fight for ourselves!

In the early morning, I walked out of the camp, and after eating breakfast, I solved the 13th hand, and finally asked Assin to help me put on the red weaving of Greek weaving in the chest armor.

SE cable, with a silver chain buckled on the chest armor, checked the saber, dagger and a hair pistol on the waist, and the soldiers in the camp were ready to go.

Looking up, the dim light penetrate the clouds of the ash SE. She is on the row of eagle flags, and the light of the gold se of my eyes.

For a thousand years, since the Roman Republic used eagles, countless Roman soldiers have held high these spread-winged eagles and taken their steps towards the enemy again and again. After the fall of Western Rome, only Eastern Rome carried the golden flag.

The eagle banner stands in Constantinople, a land that is both heaven and hell, and strives to raise the head of a proud civilization in the dark middle ages.

Looking at the eagle flag again today, I seemed to see countless Roman soldiers in red armor forming a huge red wave under the city of Rome, stepping out of the city, devouring the land under their feet, and marching towards the tall mountains.

March into the scorching deserts, march toward the great walls, march wherever the enemy exists.

Today, more than a thousand years later, it is our turn again.

Even though the double-headed eagle replaced the old eagle flag, the soldiers underneath it have remained unchanged for thousands of years. They identify themselves as Romans!

"Romans!" I mounted my war horse, pulled up the reins, and shouted in front of the soldiers who lined up in square formations: "Turn right and advance toward the battlefield!"

Three infantry battalions, 1,1047 infantrymen, turned to the right in unison. Under the leadership of the flag officer, their black leather boots stepped on the wet ground and slowly walked out of the camp.

The sound of footsteps, accompanied by the beating of drummers, and the sound of galloping hooves, is the melody of war, the war melody of Rome.

On the plain 7 kilometers away from Tomir, the terrain here is open. Around 10:25, three infantry battalions, two chasseur battalions, and one cuirassier battalion arrived on the battlefield.

Tomir's armed mobs also appeared on the edge of the battlefield one after another, and they took a rough look at their numbers and formations on horseback. These mobs were crowded together, densely packed, with a front width of about five hundred people and a thickness of ten rows. This spectacular

The scene made me swallow my saliva.

When I raised the binoculars again, I saw that the mobs were all dressed up in a mess, with all kinds of weapons in their hands, such as kitchen knives, dung forks, flails, knives, all kinds of weapons that could be used for fighting, but I didn't find many of them carrying guns. Then deeper in the depths

, I found many people dressed as landlords and rich men sitting on the shelves. These people did not forget the superiority of their status when they arrived on the battlefield.

I smiled coldly, took back the telescope, and discovered Tomir's little trick.

I divided the three infantry battalions into two parts, with 900 men forming a two-column line. It was very thin, and the remaining 247 men formed a column of 30 men wide and 80 men long, which was arranged on the right wing.

Reserved as a reserve. Behind the extremely thin two lines, the cuirassier battalions were arranged in three lines, with 110 men in each line. Each line was 70 meters apart, and two chasseurs were arranged on the left and right wings.

A very abnormal arrangement. This is the two-line formation in my memory that the British army put up to impose firepower. If the troops were arranged according to the normal formation, the three infantry battalions would be exactly in three lines, forming each

Arrange one hundred men in three lines, and the depth will prevent the enemy from breaking through for a while.

Breaking. The advantages and disadvantages of three lines and two lines are all in the eye of the beholder. Several battalion-level commanders pointed out that the two lines are very thin and easy for people to break through. In addition, if the enemy conducts two lines,

After this attack, the troops in the front row will not be replenished.

These two opinions are very willing, but they did not see that the Ri Tomir people did not put the troops holding the musket in the front row. Since there are no muskets in the front row, we don't have to consider the remote strike of the enemy.

But does RI Tomil have no muskets?

Can't even get a hundred?

According to my understanding of the Polish landlords and the villages in recent days, who has no muskets to hunt. Therefore, Ri Tomil is not without muskets, from the number of landlords who are old wealth.

They also have more than 100 muskets of more than 100. And these people holding muskets are estimated to be on the backline of the Landlord Lao Cai behind!

Fill out a lot of cannon fodder, and then after we lose firepower to fight, it is their turn, which is the rude, that is, the JING Rui who hold the guns counterattack. I think the Polish combat is like this.

Advantages, and to the greatest extent to keep their jing Rui. This may not be the best solution, but it is the most beneficial to the senior Polish executives.

Why?

Those who can make the landlord's old wealth be assured to deliver the muskets, even if it is not a relative and family, it is also a confidant. How much other people die, it doesn't matter, but if this person is slightly lost, for those landlords of the landlords, they will

Make them very distressed!

"Silly Polish guy." I scorned the telescope, and I turned around.

Sleeing, I turned around and turned around, and I happily smiled across the flaws of the Polish soil. At the nose, I seemed to smell the taste of victory.

Obviously, the key to this battle is how to destroy the morale of the enemy.

The Polish did not have a cavalry, but they even put a lot of blood on the battlefield on the battlefield, and the citizens put them on the front line.

So as long as the morale of the striker is destroyed, the losing Polish people will make the landlord's old wealth hiding the opportunity to shoot. Once the first two collapse, the back will collapse. The traditional three columns will be followed.

The line combat formation is arranged in a formation. The firepower coverage of 100 people in the front row cannot simply cause too much casualties to the enemy forces with a wide range of thousands of people in the first round. Therefore, I chose to stretch the line line line.

, Increase firepower coverage.

Then one step is the most critical step to pull more than 1,000 people to the place where the Poland is most likely to be closer!

"His Royal Highness, see!"

Lyon shouted slightly in a panic that made me look at the enemy's army along his fingers. In the distance of more than 500 meters away in the distance, the sight I saw made me look at it, so that even breathing was forgotten.

Then, then

Damn Polish, there is a cannon!

And still three doors!

The three cannons moved them out like this. The artillery mouth of the black hole was facing us. The soldiers moved. The soldiers moved.
Chapter completed!