The Russians arrived at 3:13 in the afternoon, which was a little earlier than expected. In fact, the Russian army stopped advancing within thirty minutes after the Russian cavalry was annihilated. Collecting battlefield information consumed them.

After a short time, they came to the conclusion that they had been tricked. Finally, two hours after interrupting the unfinished battle, the Russians came back.

In order to thank the Russian commander for giving me the time and ability to annihilate their cavalry and artillery, and to calm the fear of the timid Russian commander, I asked Leon to come to the middle of the battlefield with a white flag and express his gratitude to the exhausted Russian army.

We expressed cordial greetings to see if they were tired, and then asked the captured Russian prisoners to bring a cart of wine barrels to give him the red wine we had captured from the Polish landowner’s wine cellar.

However, the Russian army was not very receptive to my kindness. The angry Russian commander was like all men who were enjoying intense penetration but were forced to interrupt the pleasure unexpectedly, eager to take the worst.

Then the peak can be climbed little by little. The Russian army angrily launched its Russian infantry attack at 3:20 in the afternoon. If I hadn't accidentally joined the battle, I was so scared that he had to interrupt the whole process.

It was an extremely exciting battle. It is estimated that at this point in time, the Russian army had planted their flag on the roof of the village, enjoying the joy of victory.

The Russian general rode out and stood far away on the messy battlefield in the middle to express his angry greetings to me: "You despicable villain!!!"

Pouring out a glass of red wine, I raised the glass from a distance and drank it. Once again, it established the impression on the Russian army that their general was incompetent. The next battle was to see if Russia could regain its soft and tired stick.

status hours ago.

After throwing down the wine glass, I shouted to the soldiers in the village: "Romans, those barbarians from the north have come back unsatisfied after being fooled! Look at how sweaty they are, and look at them again.

Being so stupid, I really wonder if the cold weather in the north has frozen their brains! Otherwise, how could they be so stupid? Do you think you are right?"

The soldiers nearby burst into laughter.

I signaled them to stop laughing: "Okay, although they are stupid, I have to admit that their charge is very powerful! Later, they will launch a fierce charge again! Are you ready to fight against them?"

"Ready!!!" Regardless of whether that person was a professional agent or not, he stirred up the atmosphere anyway, "It's not like we haven't defeated their charge before!"

"That's right! Just like what we did at Zhitomir Ferry, as long as we hold on to the first wave, the Russians have nothing to fear!"

After doing the morale boost, I found that Philetria was missing. The war was about to begin, so I had no time to care about her. I walked around with Hippias to check the arrangements. At this time, Assassin came over. She whispered:

"Your friend is emotionally unstable."

"Who?" I didn't react for a moment.

"Your German tomboy is hiding in a room, wiping his nose and shaking."

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about her, she has a mental problem."

Tens of thousands of Russians lined up in fifteen square formations according to the command. The Russian army has an infantry that is so brave and skillful in fighting. However, it is undeniable that due to their own economic problems, their equipment is very poor. The styles and calibers of their muskets are

It is different, so it is often at a disadvantage in terms of firepower in salvos. However, in this era when muskets do not have an overwhelming advantage, Maozi "Ula" can use a large number of infantry to drown out all the infantry blocking the way. It is better than the Greeks.

Back to Sparta, if Darius had such a group of ruthless soldiers back then, he would probably be able to go south and blow up Athens and Sparta, and treat the Greeks like meat. Feel free to ntr.

Okay, if we compete head-on with Maozi, Maozi will beat us to nothing even if we lose the support of artillery and cavalry, but right now we are not on the plain relying on the defense of a small town.

I placed the carriages loaded with baggage in front of various roads in the village, right on the road in front of the village where Mao Zi fought fiercely. The space here is the most open and the most suitable for Mao Zi to launch a large-scale charge, so the fight for this place will be fierce later.

It was fierce. Maozi, cannons and several six-pound cannons protruded very conspicuously and were placed in the forward position. On the left, several cannons could hit the front by just turning their muzzles, and there were still a few artillery pieces for me.

Hidden inside the position, three infantry battalions are standing here.

After observation, Mao Zi decisively pressed the ten infantry phalanxes to the front, and then moved the three infantry phalanxes to the left.

Amidst the melodious military music, the Russian generals chirped for a while in the military formation, and then with the orders given by the Russian officers, the soldiers cheered up one by one, maintained a dense formation, followed the officers and the team closely.

The military flag is coming towards us step by step.

Hippias said at this time: "It seems that the Russians like to use this kind of large phalanx."

Compared with the Empire's relatively long and narrow infantry columns, the Russian phalanx is a true phalanx with length equal to width. I thought about it and said: "Perhaps this is based on the fighting method developed by the Swedes. The impact of this phalanx is

It’s really no small matter. Send the order, artillery, use solid bullets to shoot at a distance of two hundred meters. Let’s do a test launch first!”

"Load solid ammunition! The target is two hundred meters away!"

Maozi had only reached more than 500 meters, and I ordered a test fire of 200 meters to prepare for a better close-range artillery bombardment of Maozi later. The four gunners standing next to the loaded ammunition box cooperated with each other, and within one minute,

After completing the loading of ammunition, Maozi's first infantry phalanx had traveled more than a hundred meters.

The gunners of the six-pounder and eight-pounder gently touched the thin match rope on the gun door. After a few seconds, the fire flashed, and a huge cloud of white smoke was immediately ejected from the front of the two cannons of different calibers, followed by a powerful blast.

The recoil caused the artillery to retreat several steps.

The cannonballs, which were thicker and longer than bullets, shot out and flew over the plains at a very slow speed, as if a person could hold it by just raising his hand and shaking it lightly.

The shell hit Mao Zi quite far away, stirring up a cloud of soil and flesh. The gunner who fired the test reported the data just now, and then adjusted it. For the second test firing, they first reported a series of shelling data.

I lit the fuse of the artillery. This time, the two shells still failed to hit Maozi, who was already very close to the 200-meter line.

The artillerymen once again reported the data. This time, everyone adjusted the angle according to the latest data. Within ten seconds, the artillerymen who had already blushed made the waiting artillery spray out fierce flames!

"Boom!"

The results of the eight-pounder cannon were much better than those of the six-pounder cannon. In one salvo, a dozen limbs and bodies flew into the sky, and their internal organs and blood exploded above like fireworks.

Maozi has only entered two hundred meters, which is not the best time for our muskets to fire.

Hippias was also using his loud voice to steady the soldiers holding their muskets. But here, the idiots fired first. The two phalanxes in the first row fired a volley, beating us.

There were sawdust and wall dust everywhere, and two unlucky guys were shot and fell to the ground.

I reined in the horse, which was frightened by the artillery, and shouted to the infantry on the front line: "Hold on!"

Two more infantry phalanxes came up. This time they fired from a distance of 170 meters. Several of us hiding behind the carriage were shot again. After that, Maozi fired one shot every ten meters.

, when they reached 150 meters, they simply stopped moving!

I only heard a thud. I didn't know why at first, but in the next second, I realized it. I broke out in a cold sweat. I looked nervously at my chest and looked at the dents on the armor. I shrank my neck. Damn it.

, this can be hit, did I start a group mockery today?

About a minute later, it was time for our artillery to roar again. The artillery shells ricocheted in the hair, sweeping out a row of gaps, causing a commotion. I exhaled softly. If our artillery had not caused greater damage to the Russians,

, the Maozi also had to take turns firing at 150 meters. Of course, after this shelling, the Maozi stopped playing and moved forward again!

"Gunshot ready!!!"

The shouts of the artillery commander echoed throughout the village.

"Musket flat end!"

After enduring for almost a minute and paying the price of more than ten people, it was finally our turn to open fire!

But it was not the best time yet. When I saw Maozi crossing 130 meters, I shouted: "Hold on!"

"The enemy is 110 meters away!" Hippias shouted.

"Hold on!" I still haven't given the order to fire. The closer the musket is to fire, the better, but today, I don't plan to fire at the thirty-meter line.

"Catch the enemy 100 meters!"

"Snapped!"

Someone pulled the trigger too nervously, and then several more people shot out. Seeing that I couldn't stop this trend, I helplessly shouted: "Fire!"

A row of gunfire rang out and white smoke filled the army. The three battalions in the front row pulled their triggers. My ideal distance was 90 meters!

In the dense queue, some people were shot and fell into a pool of blood.

One salvo fired less than a hundred casualties, but it doesn't matter, we still have a chance: "Tell the artillerymen not to fire after loading the ammunition!"

Sixty meters away, the soldiers had almost finished loading their ammunition.

“Russians!!!”

When my palms became sweaty, I heard a sharp shout from the Russian phalanx.

"charge!"

Just when I thought about swallowing my saliva, I heard Maozi yelling in fear: "Ula!"

Just like the moment when a sea wall collapsed, or like a flood released from a gate, just after shouting for a lifetime, hundreds of Russians rushed out like a raging sea.

"Meet the enemy 40 meters away!"

"Fire!"

This time, our muskets caused huge casualties to Maozi. The second the charging Maozi fired our muskets, people were continuously shot and wounded. They fell to the ground three times in a row, and the red blood was like spurting.

Like a spring, it burst out and splashed around. Although comrades continued to fall around the officers and soldiers, Mao Zi still launched a formidable charge with awe-inspiring momentum.

"Artillery!" More than twenty meters away, I could even see the clear facial features of the Russians calling our artillery, "Fire!!!!"

The cannon roared, and for a moment, I couldn't hear anything. My eyes were filled with white smoke, and countless small particles flashed by. They stayed for a very short time, and then flew away at an extremely fast speed into the distance!

The screams echoed across the sky, and the Russians fell in a pool of blood.

"Roman!"

Holding the eagle flag, the officers on the front line drew their sabers.

"Kill all the Russians!!!"

"kill!"

A war cry broke out from our side, and we raised our bayonets under the carriage to meet the Maozi who kept climbing over the carriage. As he stabbed back and forth, the blood smeared the battle line like a Shura field.

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The saving of manuscripts seems to be bottoming out day by day... Sang Xin, I went out for a debauchery today. Halfway through the debauchery, I suddenly realized this reality and turned down the nightclubs...
Chapter completed!