July 4 at 10:00 am.

Accompanied by the sound of drums with a sharp rhythm, the new model English army dispatched. The English soldiers wearing breastplate and iron helmets, under the command of the officers, lined up in several square formations to launch an attack on the "British Rapture Legion" under the command of the officers.

When the drummers of the New Model Army beat the war drums and attacked, the English Legion maintained formation, with their rifles on their shoulders and standing there motionlessly. This was because the legion had just been formed and had insufficient training, so Zhang Mingzhen did not intend to attack rashly, remained still, and it was easier to maintain formation.

In the era of shooting in the queuing team, discipline and will are tested, and the competition is insensitive. The most insensitive soldiers can often persevere until the end. In fact, putting aside the queue tactics, the core of this tactic is that when the rifle is shot, who can't bear the casualties first.

"Keep formation!"

"Keep formation..."

In the empty uninhabited area, the officers of the New Model Army shouted and roared, and from time to time they used their spears to maintain the formation of the square.

Although the new flintlock that replaced the flintlock was brought by the Dutch from China, Europeans are not unfamiliar with the phalanx tactics. After the flintlock replaced the flintlock, the neat square team was still retained, but there were no spearmen and not as close as before. However, the queue was very neat, and they lined up and attacked the legion in groups.

In the eyes of the soldiers of the new model army, they will definitely be able to defeat this legion. After all, this so-called "English legion" was formed hastily and they are simply vulnerable.

"Just one charge, they can be wiped out!"

George Monk thought silently in his heart, and the majors and lieutenant colonels in the queue were moving forward with anticipation with ease. Their expression was relaxed, and they looked like an outing.

"Everyone obeys the order..."

Just three hundred meters away, the Ming army officer of the legion issued a loud order.

"Fill in another projectile!"

After the order was issued, the soldiers put down their rifles and loaded projectiles into the barrel. In fact, they had already loaded a bullet before, and now they loaded another projectile just to... increase the firepower density. In the past live-fire training, they had conducted similar training.

But this also means that the distance they fire will be shortened to about 150 feet.

As the soldiers carried their guns on their shoulders again, a roar came from the air. They looked up and looked into the air. They saw dozens of dots faintly appearing in the air, and the new model army fired.

When the shells hit, they first hit the soldiers in the front row. With a scream, a bloody storm broke out in the crowd. In an instant, more than a dozen people fell down. The injured soldiers screamed on the ground, but the people around them stood there motionless, allowing the injured to cover their broken legs and scream.

The sound of cannons echoed in the air, and shells kept falling into the queue of the New Model Army. At the same time, the cannons of the English Legion were also jubilant. However, their target was not the infantry of the New Model Army that was attacking, but the artillery of the New Model Army. They fired wooden letter grenades, which were made of wooden letter tubes, although they were primitive, but were effective, especially for artillerymen with inconvenient mobility. Moreover, these grenades were still produced on-site. After all, the cannons used by the Legion were seized. In order to improve their combat effectiveness, the use of wooden letter tube fuse grenades became the best choice.

When the grenade exploded, balls of explosions were raised near the artillery positions of the New Model Army. As the smoke filled the gunpowder, the lost artillery immediately adjusted their targets and counterattacked the legion's artillery.

Artillery vs. Artillery!

When the artillery attacked each other, the pressure of the infantry was reduced. The army officers and soldiers who had already paid a certain amount of casualties finally breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, a faint sound of drums came from the air.

That was the "drum beat" of the infantry platoon of the new model army, and the new model army had rushed to their eyes.

On the green grassland, the soldiers of the New Model Army were getting closer and closer. They lined up in long rows, and walked towards this side under the fuse of the flag, stepping on the drums. Their pace was slow, but extremely firm.

"Keep formation!"

The officer holding a saber in his hand kept shouting loudly.

"Keep formation..."

Amid the commands of officers and sergeants, the vertical line formation became more and more regular.

"The new model army can indeed be called elite!"

Even as an enemy, Zhang Mingzhen couldn't help but praise him.

As the ancestor of the "lobster soldiers", the new model army can definitely be called the elite of the armies of European countries in this era. Their queues are neat and the soldiers are firm in their will.

At least to some extent, this army is definitely not inferior to the Ming army on the battlefield.

These new model soldiers who were walking slowly with drum beats, worked hard to keep the queue while carrying flintlock rifles and heading towards the legion side by side.

From the beginning and until now, they have not suffered any attacks. It seems that the Chinese have different tactics from them. Their cannons are used to counterattack the cannons, not to bombard infantry!

Although the English Legion is known as "England", everyone knows that the Chinese are in charge. To put it bluntly, it is the "British traitor" Legion. In fact, not everyone has the right to be a spy in this year. For these people, they are just looking for a business to make a living, but just for a piece of bread.

But what the officers and soldiers of the New Model Army did not know was that those soldiers with the same complexion and language as them had already prepared a feast for them under the command of Chinese officers.

Finally, near the "British Rape" three hundred yards, George Monk ordered.

"Stop, all queues are in full!"

This was the last time the formation was sorted out. After the soldiers were in full swing with the drum beat, they continued to move forward and then started shooting from a distance of two hundred yards. Although the distance was very long, many soldiers from the English Legion were still knocked down. Then they loaded ammunition again and then continued to move forward.

"Prepare...release!"

At a distance of 100 yards, another round of volleys was filled with smoke, and the crossing team in front of the English Legion was formed. The two rounds of volleys caused almost 20% of the soldiers in the Legion to be knocked to the ground.

"Your Excellency General, it's time to shoot!"

William Payne, who was following Zhang Mingzhen, said nervously. He completely differently accepted the Chinese style of playing.

Just standing there and being beaten?

It will definitely be done!

"It's not time yet!"

Zhang Mingzhen said.

Without orders, the unshot English Legion was just quietly shot.

Among the people who were knocked down, there were not only English soldiers, but also Chinese officers. Many of them were Marines. Now they were standing in the queue in the uniforms of soldiers, and they were carrying bullets from each other like English soldiers.

"Send the order... don't open fire until you see the whites of your enemy's eyes!"

Zhang Mingzhen's order was quickly passed to various square formations.

"Rise the gun!"

As the new model army approached 80 yards, the officers finally issued an order, and the riflesmen who had been silently enduring casualties raised their rifles one after another.

Breathing the air mixed with the strong smell of gunpowder, although the casualties of the legion composed of "Britain's Rape" in front of him were extremely heavy, for some reason, George Monk's heart became inexplicably nervous.

Unlike the commander's nervousness, the unscathed new model army was full of momentum. They continued to approach, getting closer, and getting closer, just as the distance between the two sides was close to about 40 yards,

"put!"

The soldiers of the Legion swung their swords and shouted the shooting command.

In an instant, the smoke of gunfire was thunderous, and gunshots echoed in the air. In the volley, the new model military formation turned into a whole. However, the first round of volleys defeated nearly 30%. After a moment of stunned silence, George Monk ordered loudly.

"Prepare for bayonet charge!"

Faced with heavy casualties, the new model army did not retreat. Their war drums continued to ring, and the drummers continued to beat the marching song...
Chapter completed!