"What are you doing on horseback! Before you get the order, even if you die, you can only lie down in the trench and die! You are still a top student in the military academy and you have forgotten the discipline of following orders in all actions?"

"Now is not the time to rush forward with swords and guns in hand! Wait for the artillery brothers behind to finish firing with artillery before it is our turn to move forward. Are you planning to get hit by your own artillery shells when you rush out in such a hurry?"

Student Zhu Jianying discovered that the amiable class monitor had disappeared, and was replaced by a veteran who was full of swear words, cursed at every turn, and even wanted to hit her on the head.

This is not the same as Zhu Jianying imagined going into battle.

In Zhu Jianying's imagination, his squad leader should lead the charge forward with a roar, and he and his other comrades in the squad should rush forward closely behind his squad leader. Maybe he can kill the enemy, or maybe he will be killed by the enemy.

Maybe he is taking bullets for his comrades, or maybe his comrades are taking bullets for him.

In short, no matter what classmate Zhu Jianying thought, she never expected that this situation would occur.

The squad leader of Zhu Jianying's team glanced at Zhu Jianying slightly and said with a sneer: "What, is it different from what you have read in books before? Do you feel that this battle is not interesting?"

Zhu Jianying nodded slightly and replied honestly: "It is indeed different from what I imagined."

The squad leader made a loud noise and said: "Imagine? You have imagined a lot of things, but can the imagination be the same as reality? These new recruits in your military academy scream and want to rush forward as soon as they enter the battlefield. The problem is that you

You don’t even know how to wait for your own artillery to finish firing? Didn’t anyone tell you when you were in the military academy that the most commonly used tactic of our Ming army is to clear the ground with artillery and then collect the corpses with infantry?”

After a mad attack on Zhu Jianying, the squad leader snorted coldly and said: "There is a lot of knowledge about how to defeat enemies on the battlefield. It is far from what you can learn in the military academy. Look back and take a good look - since you

You are my soldier, so I must try my best to take you back alive."

Zhu Jianying was somewhat confused.

The dignified eldest son of the Ming Dynasty Emperor was trained like a gray grandson. Telling this story would make someone laugh to death.

He was just being punished, but Zhu Jianying knew in his heart that the old veteran Youzi in front of him who was always swearing was actually doing it for his own good, and the ancestors of the Central Plains Hall also said that what you see on paper will eventually make you feel shallow.

I know that I must act on this matter.

Even though I, the eldest son of the Ming Emperor, had learned countless knowledge about leading troops and fighting in the Ming Military Academy, and could learn from Liu Heming, Liu Erniu, Geng Rui and other famous generals and marshals of the Fifth Army Governor's Office anytime and anywhere, he still couldn't.

It can't change the fact that I have never actually been on the battlefield.

The experience of these veterans on the battlefield was all gained at the cost of their lives. The more you learn, the more you will be able to save your life. Only when you are truly on the front line can you truly integrate into the army and learn.

How to lead troops to fight.

Ever since, classmate Zhu Jianying asked with an open-minded attitude: "Squad leader, when will our artillery fire? How should we judge whether it is time to charge?"

The squad leader patted Zhu Jianying on the shoulder and motioned Zhu Jianying to sit down in the trench before speaking: "When the artillery fires is not decided by us, but by the barbarians on the opposite side - when are they ready to launch a charge?

, our artillery will fire at any time."

"Don't believe the nonsense the instructors in the military academy say about arranging battle plans and bombardment times, because it is impossible for your enemy to fight you according to the battle plan you have arranged. Learning to adapt to changes is the key

fundamental."

"As for how to judge the timing of charging..."

The squad leader touched the stubble on his mouth, and then began to output wildly again: "When to charge, it depends on when those bastards in the artillery are satisfied with the fight!"

"I scolded the people next door. Those guys in the artillery camp are as smart as monkeys. They can accurately judge how many enemy troops are on the opposite side, and they can also accurately judge how many rounds of artillery shells are needed to kill the enemy troops on the opposite side."

"If these bastards have sufficient reserves of artillery shells, we can only wait for them to finish beating them and then rush forward to collect the corpses of the barbarians on the opposite side."

"If their artillery shell reserves are not sufficient, then we may charge forward with the barbarians' artillery fire on the opposite side."

"However, only in this case will it be our infantry's turn to play a role. For example, skirmish line advancement, such as rapid penetration and encirclement. These tactics are beyond the control of those artillery bastards. We can only rely on us.

infantry."

After thinking about it, the squad leader couldn't help but add: "Of course, those bastards flying in the sky are not good at all. Although they can't fight with the barbarians with real swords and guns, they often float to the barbarians.

Then he threw grenades wildly."

Listening to his squad leader starting to criticize the artillery and hot air balloon troops, classmate Zhu Jianying couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Who told him to be classified into the infantry camp now?

When he thought that his first time on the battlefield might turn into a one-day trip to the battlefield, classmate Zhu Jianying couldn't help but complain: "Are we infantry really just uncles who don't love us and grandma doesn't love us?"

But before Zhu Jianying could complain any more, the artillery position behind his home had already started to speak - the number of eighteen artillery pieces in the artillery camp was not too many, but it was not too few either, and the deafening sound of artillery sounded one after another.

, directly blocked Zhu Jianying's complaints.

However, after waiting for most of the day, when the artillery positions in the rear quieted down, classmate Zhu Jianying unexpectedly discovered that there seemed to be something wrong with her heart. Otherwise, why would it keep beating?

And not only is there something wrong with the heart, but the ears also seem to be malfunctioning?

Student Zhu Jianying looked at her monitor with a confused look on her face and asked, "Do you want to rush?"

Classmate Zhu Jianying has already thought about it. As Huang Gangzi of the Ming Dynasty, he cannot lose his life on the battlefield no matter what. Even if he throws away his life, he has to throw it on the battlefield.

However, to Zhu Jianying's expectation, the monitor of his class did not respond to his question.

Or it can't be said that there was no response - the monitor's mouth was opening and closing, and it looked like he was saying something. It's just that Zhu Jianying's ears were still buzzing, so he couldn't hear the monitor's words.

respond.

Seeing classmate Zhu Jianying patting her ears in confusion, Zhu Jianying's squad leader couldn't help grinning and laughing, and then patted Zhu Jianying on the shoulder, signaling Zhu Jianying to charge with him.

It was at this moment that classmate Zhu Jianying truly saw the cruelty of the battlefield.

The land that had been plowed by artillery had become quite loose, and some areas were soaked with the blood of the Ottoman soldiers on the opposite side. Some of the craters created by the artillery shells had even become a pool of blood, and a large number of stumps and broken arms were scattered everywhere.

On the battlefield, many wounded Ottoman soldiers kept wailing, but the last response was the bullets of Ming soldiers.

Compared with the Shura hell-like scene in front of her, classmate Zhu Jianying felt that the cleaned battlefields she had seen at Mukala Port before were as warm and tidy as children playing house.

It was just that classmate Zhu Jianying had no time to lament the cruelty of the battlefield, because the Ottoman army became smarter after countless battles with the Ming army.

The commander of the Ottoman army directly divided his army into three parts.

He left the most elite and valuable artillery in the rear, and those he regarded as his confidants were placed in front of the Ottoman artillery positions. They could not only protect the artillery positions, but also supervise the battle teams.

As for the Ottoman army that had just been bombed by Ming artillery, it can basically be regarded as cannon fodder pushed out by the Ottoman commander.

This led to a very annoying situation - the artillery equipped by the Ming army was indeed much more advanced than the artillery equipped by the Ottomans, but no matter how advanced the artillery was, it was still limited by its range.

Although the commander of the Ottoman army placed the artillery of the Ottoman army in the rear area, the Ottoman artillery could not reach the infantry positions of the Ming Dynasty. However, the artillery of the Ming Dynasty could not rely on the range and power advantages of the artillery to kill the artillery of the Ottoman army.

.

In other words, if the Ming Dynasty's artillery wanted to kill the Ottoman army's artillery, it had to move the artillery position forward. In reality, the artillery position moving forward is not something that can be done with just a click in the game.

It is also impossible to shoot during the process.

Even the gameplay of advancing in batches must require the infantry to move their position forward first - this time point is exactly the time that the Ottoman army commander can use to charge!

The squad leader, including Zhu Jianying's squad, took the lead in the charge, also to seize the position forward so as to suppress the Ottoman army on the opposite side and prevent the Ottoman cavalry from attacking their own artillery positions.

One thing to say is that this is the first time that Zhu Jianying has actually gone to the battlefield to risk his life. However, Zhu Jianying's tactical literacy and physical fitness are much better than many veterans, which fully proves that Zhu Jianying is not just a soldier.

A waste of food and drink - after following his squad leader for about two hundred meters, classmate Zhu Jianying's ears gradually returned to normal.

But before classmate Zhu Jianying could be happy that her hearing had returned to normal, she was once again grabbed by her class monitor.

Just when classmate Zhu Jianying was looking confused, the monitor told Zhu Jianying: "Pull all the corpses around and pile them up. Although the corpses of these barbarians stink a little, there is no one more suitable to use as a corpse than them now."

Materials for the bunker.”

At this time, classmate Zhu Jianying was completely dumbfounded.

It would be easier to tell if it were a complete corpse, but what do these things look like? Headless ones, missing arms and legs, disembowelled bodies, twisted bodies, and all kinds of messy corpses, including those with trampled feet.

Not many girls are complete!

What's even worse is that the strange smell emanating from the corpses in front of him goes straight into Zhu Jianying's nose. Although Zhu Jianying also received simulated battlefield training when he studied in the military academy under a pseudonym, the simulation was ultimately just...

The simulated battlefield with pig blood and pork intestines is not real no matter how realistic it is, but the real battlefield in front of him is constantly stimulating Zhu Jianying's nerves from visual, tactile, olfactory and other aspects!

In addition, Zhu Jianying’s living conditions have been relatively good since she was a child...

"vomit!"

Zhu Jianying retched every time he moved a corpse. After he moved all the corpses around and stacked them as ordered, classmate Zhu Jianying finally couldn't help but started vomiting.

However, what Zhu Jianying, who originally thought she would be reprimanded, did not expect was that her squad leader actually asked worriedly: "How is it? Can you still hold on?"

Even the bile was vomited out. Zhu Jianying, who really had nothing to vomit, took a deep breath and replied: "Don't worry, squad leader, I can still hold on!"

The squad leader curled his lips and actually started to praise Zhu Jianying: "Yes, the pampered young master of the Solon family can actually do this. Not bad, not bad."

Zhu Jianying was a little confused.

Is this a compliment to us? But why do we feel that this kind of compliment is worse than no compliment at all?

Just when classmate Zhu Jianying was secretly complaining, the squad leader actually took out a piece of candy from his arms and handed it over: "Eat a piece of candy. This is our Ming Dynasty candy. It is very sweet. Let me tell you, when recruits go to the battlefield, they will vomit."

It's normal if you don't vomit, it's abnormal if you don't vomit."

Student Zhu Jianying glanced at the class monitor gratefully. Just when she was about to peel off the candy wrapper and stuff it into her mouth, she saw that her hands were already covered with blood and some indescribable yellow-green stuff...

Student Zhu Jianying suddenly felt in a dilemma.

Not eating?

In fact, I really wanted to eat it, especially when the class monitor said that this is our Ming Dynasty candy, which excited classmate Zhu Jianying and already had the urge to drool.

eat?

Looking at the blood and yellow-green things on his hands, Zhu Jianying felt really sick.

The squad leader who had been paying attention to Zhu Jianying said with a smile: "It's not a big deal. The battlefield has always been like this. You will get used to it when you fight more battles."

After thinking about it, the squad leader added: "Don't think that if we kill too much, it will harm the peace of the world - I remember His Majesty the Emperor said that every generation has something to do, and our generation

What we have to do is to lay a great foundation for future generations, so that even if future generations fail, they will at least be able to defeat it for a few more years."

"His Majesty the Emperor also said that after we have fought all the wars that should be fought and those that should not be fought, our descendants will not have to fight. If we don't fight, it will be our descendants who will go to the battlefield. It should be us.

Casualties will also be incurred among them."

"His Majesty the Emperor also said..."
Chapter completed!