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Chapter three hundred and ninety-six shot dead

“Beebeep…”

The sharp whistle was heard endlessly.

Unlike the Western snare drums, Zhao Liang chose whistle from the beginning.

Because he thought the snare drum was too unsafe.

In his design, if he was confronting the Western army, the sharpshooters who were transferred to the straits would first beat the officers and the drummers.

Although this is not easy.

The officers and drummers on the real battlefield will not be as conspicuous as they were performed in later movies.

The drummer will stand behind the first row of soldiers, or even the entire group of soldiers. The officers are also mixed in the crowd, rather than standing in the most conspicuous position like a furious rooster.

The same is true for Chen Jun.

The difference between officers and soldiers is that the stars on the captain are difficult to distinguish when mixed in the crowd.

However, it was easier to distinguish between the Qing army officers, because the top of their heads could easily distinguish between officers and soldiers.

Three battalions, more than a thousand soldiers, and the 50*10-level squad was quietly adjusted to a larger squad of 100*5 during the process. Under the guidance of the whistle, they barely lined up in front and stepped forward step by step.

It is true that the Qing army is a group of garbage, but the Zhao army is not an indestructible elite of all battles.

They are stronger than the Qing soldiers on the opposite side, and the first is their fighting spirit. After receiving favors from the Zhao family over the years, they now receive higher military salaries. Their fighting spirit is much stronger than that of the Qing soldiers and much more stable.

Second, there were many students in the queue who came out of the Ruzhou training base. Even though these people had no war experience, they had received training and were even more of the direct descendants of the Zhao family. In terms of obeying orders and fighting will, they were much better than the middle and low-level officers in the opposite Qing army.

The third is equipment. Whether it is the flintlock rifle in your hand, the fixed-loading bullet, the cotton armor on your body, the bayonet hanging around your waist are much better than the Qing army's shotguns. Many of them have personally operated the shotguns, and the two are simply not the product of the same era.

With these three advantages, when Chen Jun was ashamed of the Qing army by scattered soldiers and grenades, he would be as panicked as the Qing army if he was stupid.

After a while, the two sides completely narrowed the distance, the Qing army's queue was still in chaos, and Chen Jun continued to move forward.

The helpless Qing generals began to command the troops to rush forward.

The straitors retreated one after another, retreating from the gap between the queues.

The distance between the two sides was soon shortened to thirty or twenty steps.

"Bang bang bang..."

One row, two rows, three rows, four rows, five rows.

After a round of gun roulettes, the Qing army opposite fell down like a wheat harvest and rushed to the ground. A large number of Qing soldiers were in chaos. The birdslingers ran away completely with their heads in their arms and swordsmen. The officers called the hand-to-hand swords and spearmen to rush forward, but the Qing army could not gather in formation at all.

After the first row fires, they exchange positions with the second row, and the second row becomes the first row, and continue shooting. At the same time, the original first row, the third row, the fourth row, and the fifth row continue to exchange positions, becoming the last row, and then calmly reload the ammunition. This cycle repeats itself until there is no ammunition, or the two sides start fighting hand-to-hand combat.

The dark muzzles aimed at each other, which really made the soldiers on both sides feel that Hong Guoguo was not wearing a single piece of clothing and had no sense of security.

Therefore, the discipline of an army that can withstand such mutual harm is beyond doubt.

Not to mention that any such army can crush the army of the classical cold weapon era in terms of "discipline", but the average level is obviously much higher.

"Bang bang bang!"

Neat gunfire followed by neat gunfire, smoke walls rose, rows of Qing troops fell to the ground one after another.

It’s not that there are no brave people clamoring for charge, but they really can’t rush forward.

Why did Zhao Liang send five teams?

This is to take into account the consistency of firepower.

Chen Jun is not experienced enough, especially in this kind of battle, so there is nothing wrong with having two more rows.

For example, the two private lines sent by the elite European troops during the war period were really not something that Chen Jun could handle today.

Reload ammunition, pull the trigger, and the projectile storms the opponent's body.

Countless Qing soldiers fell to the ground, and countless Qing soldiers made panic screams, and there were heart-wrenching screams during this period.

Not to mention the Qing army in the chaos, they could organize a decent shot.

Even though they did not withstand the impact of straitors, they confronted Chen Jun in a neat and calm manner.

Both sides are not at the same level in terms of rate of fire.

That result would be a big defeat.

What the upper class of the Qing army did not expect was that only one or two hundred scattered soldiers on the opposite side made them feel embarrassed. What surprised them even more was that the main force on the opposite side had just pressed to a front. In just one or two minutes, four or five thousand people in the front of the Qing army were finished?

Ximing's hand holding the telescope froze.

Everything he saw made him stunned, his mind blank.

Looking at the flank who had just joined the battle, he showed his defeat and his collapse in a blink of an eye. He had no solution.

"Get the bayonet! The whole army moves forward! Drop the bombs, move forward! Go forward again!"

Zhou Dong bravely got out of the queue. According to Chen Jun's regulations, the highest commander on the front line could only jump out to boost the morale of the army when the overall situation was set or when the hand-to-hand combat was imminent.

Otherwise, you should show as little as possible to avoid being sniped by the opponent. Such death is not a question of whether it is brave or not, but a question of whether it is responsible for the army and war.

Now Zhou Dong has determined that the overall situation has been decided.

Although this battle only happened.

But is there a green camp in Liangjiang land opposite? You can also be of mass size.

They stayed in the richest and most comfortable fish and rice land of Daqingguo, and they had already rotted and deteriorated for more than a hundred years.

Although this seems a bit ridiculous.

Seeing Chen Jun soldiers suddenly installing bayonets on their muzzles, the bayonets were very eye-catching in the sun, but they also scared the Qing army opposite even more.

Even some officers were shocked.

"Kill--"

Chen Jun heard a deafening cry of killing.

The last persistence of the Qing army was crushed by bayonets. Why did the muskets turn into short spears?

This thing is much stronger than the waist knife in their hands.

Anyway, the Qing army was already running away one after another.

The bird gun was lost, the sword gun was lost, and the bulky cannons were even lost.

If you lose it, you will lose it all, as long as you don’t lose your life!

"General!"

Min Eyuan shook Ximing and shouted anxiously.

The flanks have been defeated, and even the two thousand flag soldiers who are under the ranks behind are in danger. As the main general, Xi Ming must make adjustments.

Otherwise, this battle will be over.

Although he had a great sense of uneasiness in his heart now.

Because he helped Qianlong with the matter of Li Shiyao's crime, after he died of illness in Suzhou at Wutan, Min Eyuan was transferred from Anhui Province to Suzhou.

This time I also went to the front line with the army.

However, as a literati-born official, Min Eyuan had no military experience and saw that the flanking was not favorable, but he was helpless in how to adjust and arrange it, so he could only count on Ximing.

But how could the latter be a veteran on the battlefield?

He was a wife who was in his current position, and everything was based on his identity and background. He had never even gone to the battlefield to play soy sauce.

What good countermeasures can he come up with now?

It can even be said that he had never thought of any countermeasures.

Just thinking that if you have all the advantages and the upper hand, you will be able to win in one battle and make achievements.

"Baochen, Baochen. Immediately order him to attack and be sure to keep his wing!"

Xi Ming finally realized and sent the tribe of Lan Yuanmei, the admiral of Jiangnan who was left behind to fight.

Lan Yuanmei was the grandson of the admiral Lan Tingzhen during the Kangxi period.

As for why he, the Jiangnan Waterway Admiral, was placed behind Xi Ming, it was a long story. Anyway, it was just a snatch of merit and suppression.
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