Bring the whole war back to Nanming

Chapter 215 Gunpowder Faith Failure
"Wait!"

Li Dingguo was about to give an order, but Fang Xiaobai, who hunted the dragon demon, rushed back: "Don't lead me this way, I have some firearms and equipment, which are probably new, enough to equip 3 people, much better than the injured and old-fashioned militiamen gone."

Just when Li Dingguo was confused, Fang Xiaobai made flintlocks and artillery all over the ground like magic. Anyway, I went to equip them without soldiers, so the system store could have as many as they wanted.

"My lord, you..."

"I know it's unbelievable, but you've seen all the monsters and ghosts in mythology, so it's not bad for me, right?"

It is scary enough to be able to conjure so many weapons in an instant. Li Dingguo found that a series of events that happened this afternoon made him feel devastated and at the same time refreshed his three views.

Li Dingguo was a young man in 1646, and his ability to accept new things was much stronger than later.After a moment's hesitation, he shouted to the guards on the side: "Immediately order the militia regiments to come over to get weapons! Come one regiment at a time! Don't make a mess and come together!"

"Yes! Master!"

The disorder of the militia regiments caused Li Dingguo a headache. Each militia regiment came from almost different regions, and their combat effectiveness was uneven. The only way to bring their combat effectiveness to the same level was a variety of firearms.

It takes about three months to half a year to train a qualified archer, two to three years to train a qualified cavalryman, and only three months to train a qualified musketeer.

Machinery has greatly accelerated the development of human war history, and wars have become bloodier and crueler. The battlefield is no longer a stage for a small group of elites to play. A flintlock gun against a big knife and a spear, the result is self-evident. Metaphor.

The militiamen may feel that their lives are threatened, and the corrupt breath of the abandoned makes them feel uncomfortable. The cavalry can ride on their horses and easily surpass them when fleeing for their lives, while those who fall behind can only become the dead souls of the enemy.

In order to prevent this from happening, the militiamen were forced to change clothes quickly, and their empty stomachs did not affect their actions at all.

One after another, the militia regiments replaced the old matchlock guns, picked up more advanced flintlock guns, and returned to the hillside under the command of each regiment leader.

With the concerted efforts of all the militiamen, it took only 40 minutes to complete the change of outfits that originally took three hours.Fang Xiaobai temporarily acted as an instructor, teaching the militiamen how to use flintlock guns, and by the way, concealed the essence of three-stage shooting.

Time is running out, and there is not much time for intensive training. As for whether the back row of the queue will fight the front row on the battlefield, it is not within the scope of consideration.

The brand-new musketeer militia seemed to have been reborn. Touching the probably new flintlock guns in their hands, everyone couldn't put it down. The head of the militia held a brand-new command knife in his hand, followed Fang Xiaobai's three-stage shooting instruction, and ordered the first row Musketeers took aim at the deserters who were pursuing the horse archers.

A signal arrow flew into the air, exploding brilliant sparks.The cavalry archers who received the signal left the battlefield immediately. Fortunately, it didn't take long, otherwise the horses under their crotches would probably be exhausted (I remember that ancient horses had good stamina, so I don't know if it would violate common sense to write this).

What is a cavalry archer? If you can fight, you can fight, if you can't fight, you can run, and you can't catch up.With a roar of mixed anger and pain, the lost target turned towards the militia group on the hillside.

"Now! All militiamen are free to fire!"

The roar was the signal, the head of the militiamen swung his command saber heavily, and the first row of musket militiamen who moved with the abandoned muzzles pressed the triggers vigorously.The huge recoil was transmitted from the butt of the gun, and a very few emaciated militiamen fell to the ground, their faces blackened.

Pale blue smoke permeated the entire hillside. I don’t know how many flintlock guns fired. Fang Xiaobai felt countless fires flashing by. The effect of flying is comparable to the later Gatlin!

If the person standing in front was a weak chicken tartar, Fang Xiaobai would not care about the outcome of the battle at all.Forsaken is different, unless the bullet penetrates their head or heart, otherwise the Forsaken will not die completely.

The head of the militia did not go to see the results of the first round of shooting. They ordered the first row to squat down to reload, the second row to prepare to fire, and then the third row.

The dense rain of bullets penetrated the enemy's body, and the inertia took away their limbs and organs. The abandoned people seemed to be ignorant of pain and fear, and even if they lost their legs, they still wanted to climb towards the hillside.

The reloading speed of the militia is not as fast as that of regular soldiers who have undergone three months of training.When the third row of militiamen finished firing the ammunition in the chamber, the first row of militiamen had not finished reloading.

There was a gap in the firepower network, giving the abandoned people an opportunity to take advantage of it. They were hit by the magic barrier and rushed up the hillside at a strange speed, rushing into the first row of militiamen who were still reloading their ammunition.

"Get the bayonet! Don't panic! Get the bayonet!"

The head of the militia was also panicked at this moment. He didn't expect the abandoned people to suddenly explode and rush up the hillside within a minute. The terrifying explosion was staged again. The musketeer militiamen without any armor protection were instantly corroded by the dark green juice.

The unaffected militiamen dropped their weapons one after another, and fled in all directions while being blessed by various gods and Buddhas.

Li Dingguo and Fang Xiaobai saw it and were worried. The enemy still had at least 1000 soldiers. If the musketeers were gone, the heavy cavalry would have to go up, and the elite would inevitably suffer heavy casualties.

Neither of them knew that the musketry tactics that were indispensable in Europe required cavalry to cooperate from both wings, rather than the musketeers stupidly sitting at the front and being killed.

"Dingguo! Let the militias disperse! Continue to line up and shoot! The heavy cavalry charge once! Use the imperial knight I gave you!"

Fang Xiaobai was unwilling to risk her life to change the situation of the battle. She didn't know if her new body could hold the green juice for "irrigation".Unexpectedly, the casualties caused by the Forsaken, who was not considered strong in the game, were comparable to those of the Dragon Demon in reality, so it was difficult to deal with.

He didn't need to remind Li Dingguo that he had already spent a lot of money and fought for almost an hour. The losses were greater than he expected. It seemed that the defeat of Li Chengdong's troops was not unreasonable. Zhengzhou City had persisted for so long. He admired Li Chengdong a little.

"All the imperial knights attack! The militias line up on both sides and continue to shoot! The enemy only has 1000 people, work harder! This commander will take you into Zhengzhou to fill your stomachs!"

Li Dingguo really didn't know what he could offer to reward these soldiers who were still fighting. He thought of Fang Xiaobai's promise and considered borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.

The battle has reached the most critical stage, and it is impossible to retreat. There is a faint figure of a dragon demon in the distant city. If he retreats at this time, Li Dingguo will be defeated. To be serious, the chaos army in Zhili can drive straight in and sweep In the entire area north of the Yangtze River, the great situation of resisting chaos will be destroyed.

"Come on! Take my battle armor!"

(End of this chapter)