Chapter 139 Zhu Yuanzhang’s Revenge

This shocking scene on the school grounds not only shocked the tribute envoys, but even Zhang Fu and other Ming army generals.

Success is only one step away.

Then, the vassal infantry who did not encounter any resistance during the charge fell down for more than a third at this moment. Their dead bodies piled up almost instantly in the smoke. Those behind who could not stop in time were even killed.

He stumbled, then looked around blankly among the piled dead bodies, howling in terror...

"Twenty taels of gold!"

Yang Feng's roar suddenly sounded in the silence.

It’s not over yet!

This good show is only half played at best.

But the Ming army at this time is really worry-free!

Very high quality.

It's no problem to shoot a volley in the face.

This tactic extremely tests the psychological quality of the soldiers. Although they are not facing muskets, seeing the enemy rush to less than ten steps before firing in an orderly manner is already considered elite.

This distance is only a few seconds.

It can be said that if you blink a few times, the opponent will come over to you with a knife.

But it's understandable.

After all, they are from the cold weapon era. Compared with the past melee fighting on the front line, ten steps is not really close. In the past, they were stabbed face to face with spears and chopped with knives. Now it is just shooting at ten steps. There is no pressure at all.

However, the vassal infantry still had a chance. At this time, they were indeed behind the dead bodies, looking at the Ming army on the opposite side. The excitement of twenty taels of gold could be said to instantly overwhelm their fear. After all, the musketeers had no time to reload. Accompanied by a few

The man who was dominated by gold howled, and the remaining vassal infantry started to move forward like crazy, stepping on the dead bodies in front of them, fighting to the death for the twenty taels of gold.

The musketeers on the opposite side immediately retreated.

Almost at the same time, the spearmen also picked up their spears, holding them in front of one hand and holding them behind the other. The densely packed spears moved forward to form a dense forest.

The musketeers retreated into the woods.

Immediately afterwards, the vassal infantry protected themselves with shields and ran into the dense forest of spears.

but……

Can't hit it.

There are just too many spears.

The impact side of a sword player is almost facing four or five spears, which is equivalent to one person and four or five people on the opposite side. He wants to use his shield to push to the side, and then as soon as the gap is revealed, the opposite spear player only needs to move his hand slightly.

, the spear stabbed directly in the face.

In the age of cold weapons, one inch is longer and one inch is stronger. It is really not brave enough to break through the formation of spears.

At the same time, the musketeers who retreated into the forest of spears began to reload. Although they could actually crawl under the spears to attack, it was not worth using this tactic for the opponent at this time. After reloading, they could just hide their faces at a few meters away, and look at

As they loaded their ammunition slowly but methodically, the vassal infantry who could not break through the forest of spears became more and more frightened.

Although they reload slowly, as long as they reload, they will be dead!

You can see clearly from such a distance.

Fear instantly overwhelmed the desire for gold.

The first one to escape appears immediately.

Then everyone screamed in panic, turned around and ran away like crazy.

The musketeers behind finished loading...

"What face are you giving me!"

Yang Feng said dissatisfied.

Those musketeers did not actually shoot at the escaping vassal infantry, but they all shot at the ground behind them, causing pieces of dust to fly. However, they ran even more embarrassed in fear, it could be said that they were rolling and crawling. Behind them

The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion laughed. Their casualties were almost zero. Although a few were hit by arrows, the cavalry did not dare to get close. At least, the arrows shot by the cavalry bows from fifty or sixty meters away were basically useless.

They can't even wear armor.

At this time the cavalry also withdrew.

Nearly half of these cavalrymen were killed or injured.

The two wings look like protruding musket phalanxes, but they are the same as the bastion, forming cross fire with the same musket phalanx on the other side. Even if the cavalry is a hundred or even two hundred steps away, they still have to face the bullets.

kill.

Two hundred steps later, he was still killed with one blow.

So in the end, the total of infantry and cavalry totaled 260 vassal soldiers, but there were more than 100 casualties.

Of course, there would be more casualties in the actual battle, and it’s hard to say how many of them could even escape. The few who are left alive now can go back just to publicize the Shenji Battalion and scare those within the vassal. After this battle, it is estimated that these vassals will lose their lives in a short time.

It is difficult to have the courage to rebel. After all, this battle is almost despairing, and there is no hope of winning.

This is how you have to deal with vassals.

"The might of the heavenly soldiers is invincible, and the foreign ministers are fortunate to receive the emperor's favor. Only those who have been loyal for generations are regarded as the vassals."

A tribute envoy next to him quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

The other tribute envoys knelt down and kowtowed to His Royal Highness the Emperor.

The emperor's grandson quickly helped one up.

"You tribute envoys are safe and sound. The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty will also protect the vassals. From now on, as long as you abide by the ministers' honors, the Ming Dynasty will protect the vassals and enjoy the country forever. These dead and injured people will be rewarded with twenty taels of silver. You will bring the dead ones back to you.

His relatives who participated in the incident and were not injured will be rewarded with ten taels of silver each.

The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion judge their merits by fighting."

he said.

Then there was a chorus of praise and praise.

It is obvious that His Royal Highness the Grandson of the Emperor is already a bit like the Holy Lord and the Mingjun. He combines kindness and power. He is shocked by the crushing victory of the Shenji Battalion, and promises to rule the people for generations, and then rewards him with money.

All of a sudden, everyone was in awe of the power of God.

Then the tribute envoys retired one after another.

As for the casualties...

Death and injury are all!

It is their glory to be injured in the hands of the soldiers of heaven.

Do these tribute envoys, who are basically slave owners, still need to care about the lives of their soldiers? As long as the Ming Dynasty rewards twenty taels of silver in the future, let them bring a group of sparring partners every time they pay tribute, and then let the Ming Dynasty

Soldiers will be happy to kill and play tomorrow.

And give the dead ones to their relatives?

All the silver in the hands of those who are still alive must be given to them.

Got it all!

"If we could attach a spear head to the divine machine gun, wouldn't we not even use the spearman? When the enemy is in battle, all we need to do is rush forward ten steps and fire a volley, and then use the divine machine gun as a short spear to charge forward."

Zhang Fu looked at the retrained Shenji Battalion and said.

"That will be the tactic in the future. This kind of volley was thought up by a monarch of a small country in the West more than two hundred years later. He relied on this to run rampant in the West. But as you said, it really came after the use of the flintlock gun. The magic gun is

The matchlock is not only heavy but has a slow rate of fire, while the flintlock gun is ignited by flint and is completely mechanical, light and has a fast rate of fire. At that time, you can completely abandon the spear, fire a volley in front of the battle, and then mount a bayonet and charge."

Yang Feng said.

The famous general's thinking is still very advanced.

However, there is really no way to use a bayonet on a matchlock gun. After all, this thing is too heavy. Using a bayonet is better than wielding it as a big stick.

Being a big stick is very powerful.

After all, a magical gun weighs ten kilograms. There is no way around it. The Ming Dynasty does not have high-quality iron ore, and it is temporarily unable to smelt the barrel of the genuine Sur matchlock gun. The only solution is to increase the thickness, so it is two kilograms heavier than the original version.

"When can a flintlock gun be made?"

The emperor's grandson said eagerly.

"Then you have to ask His Majesty, but His Majesty is not keen on this. He is already very satisfied with the matchlock gun."

Yang Feng said.

Zhu Yuanzhang indeed thought so.

The main reason is that the cost of the flintlock gun is too high, it requires too many skilled workers, and it requires too much high-quality steel. Even if the barrel can be thickened, the photothermal treatment of those springs and small parts requires a large number of excellent skilled workers. Not to mention

The processing of various relatively precise parts is itself very high-end for this era, so a flintlock gun requires several times more off-the-job workers than a matchlock gun, and to feed these workers requires more farmers' surplus grain, and the court's expenditure is more than

It currently costs several times more.
To be continued...