"Woo————"
The low and distant sound of the horn kept ringing from the formation of the bandits.
The next moment, the entire formation of bandits changed, and a roar of people's voices came directly from the front.
There are undercurrents and turbulent waves in the vast sea of people, accompanied by a huge roar, they are already rolling in!
Chen Wang looked around, paying attention to the situation of the surrounding soldiers.
There were almost no fluctuations in the veterans' military formation. After all, it started with the suppression campaign in the second year of Chongzhen.
In the face of rogues, they always used a small number to attack a large number, facing enemies that were dozens of times more numerous than their own.
But many of the recruits in the three rounds ahead had pale faces, their lips were white, and they were shaking like chaff.
If it weren't for the fear of military law, if it wasn't for the fear of the sharp blade behind them, there would probably already be people turning around and running away by now.
Such a reaction was expected by Chen Wang. When he went into battle for the first time, he had to face more than 100,000 enemy troops. With a small number to attack a large number, no matter who he was, no matter how long he had been trained, he would feel fear.
Chen Wang didn't step forward to say anything to boost morale, nor did he do anything to curb the spread of fear.
On the training ground, he had already done everything he was supposed to do.
A true elite must have experienced the baptism of blood. Facing rogue bandits is better than facing Houjin and Mongolia.
"Woo————"
The sound of horns continued.
Facing the encirclement and suppression by officers and soldiers, it is necessary to keep moving at all times, so things such as baggage and so on are actually very few in the ranks of rogue bandits.
Therefore, they mostly used horns and small drums, which were more portable, as messengers on the battlefield. War drums, large and unportable instruments, were directly abandoned.
They were not professional soldiers. The flags and drum music were too complicated to remember.
Therefore, the way they convey orders is also extremely simple.
The trumpet sounded continuously and the entire army stopped.
The trumpet sounds short and intermittent, which means the whole army is attacking.
As for retreating, listen to the sound of the gong. When the gong sounds, it is time to retreat.
And when the snare drum sounds, it’s time to charge!
Now is the call to attack.
Like a tide, hungry people poured out of the formation of rogue bandits.
Gao Yingen first sent out a mixed force of more than 10,000 hungry people and more than 6,000 troops.
More than 10,000 hungry people were divided into two waves. Among the more than 6,000 troops, more than 2,000 were mixed in as governors, and the remaining 4,000 were used as the third wave of offensive troops and as soldiers holding down the formation.
It was escorted by two cavalry armies on the left and right wings, and a cavalry army behind the formation. Each cavalry army had a size of two to three thousand people.
When rogue bandits fight against officers and soldiers, they usually use hungry civilians to attack them first, and then use mixed troops to supervise the battle to make them fight to the death.
First, the hungry people waited until the Ming army's physical strength was exhausted, and when the morale of the hungry people was about to collapse, the large group of troops charged forward to see if they could break through the Ming army's formation.
The horse army that followed was the second supervising team.
No matter whether there are hungry people in front who want to escape or troops who want to withdraw, as long as they dare to retreat, they will be struck head-on.
The troops regrouped and continued the attack. The officers and soldiers wanted to pursue and expand their advantage, so the cavalry troops stepped forward to harass them.
Only when the troops in front and the hungry people broke through the cavalry in the rear and the cavalry on the wings did they rush forward.
If they can't get away, they go back and forth in this way until the gong for retreat is sounded and they are not allowed to retreat.
The situation in the bandit army is like raising poison. From the hungry people to the troops, from the troops to the cavalry, from the cavalry to the elite cavalry, they have all experienced the baptism of countless blood and fire of war.
Those who survived through the mountains of corpses and seas of blood were not ordinary people.
"Woo————"
Zhou Changshou held the blunderbuss tightly in his hand and stood at the front row of the military formation.
His legs couldn't help but tremble, and the low sound of the horn kept echoing in his ears, like a curse that urged his life.
Every time the horn sounded, the dark crowd in front became more and more turbulent, getting closer and closer to his location.
Zhou Changshou was frightened, but he did not dare to run away. Behind him were the bright Yan Ling knives of the veterans in the division.
July is the height of summer, and although Shaanxi is located in the north, it is still extremely hot.
But Zhou Changshou didn't feel the heat at all. Instead, he felt cold all over his body. He could hardly hold the blunderbuss in his hand.
"Load!"
Hu Zhili's voice appeared in Zhou Changshou's ears.
Although Zhou Changshou was frightened, he did not dare to neglect him at all and immediately took off the blunderbuss on his shoulders.
Once, he was whipped five times by the military whip because he was too slow to fire his gun. The scars on his back are still aching.
Zhou Changshou quickly took out the paper tube from the pocket at his waist. Because his teeth were chattering in fear, he bit down several times before biting open the paper tube.
Now he just regrets why he joined the army and fought in the war after craving a few mouthfuls of rice porridge and steamed buns.
If someone told him that war was like this, he would not drink the rice porridge in the pot at all, and he would rather continue to suffer from hunger.
Zhou Changshou finally bit open the paper tube and began to fill the gun's primer pot.
He wanted to swallow, but found that there was no food in his mouth.
Zhou Changshou became more and more frightened. He wanted to turn his head and take a look at his surroundings.
But just when Zhou Changshou made up his mind and wanted to turn around, Chen Wang's cold voice sounded in his ears.
"When facing an enemy in battle, if you have already set up your formation and turn around, if your troops are crowded and unevenly dense, behead them immediately!"
Zhou Changshou trembled violently, and his whole body froze as if he had received an electric shock. Even his legs did not dare to shake anymore.
Zhou Changshou was beginning to feel the heat now, and a lot of sweat was oozing out from his forehead. He no longer knew how he completed the loading, and he didn't know if he had missed any steps. Everything was done in a trance.
And when he was holding the gun, he heard the sudden sound of the small drum in the bandit's formation.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Immediately afterwards, the shouts of killing like a mountain roar and a tsunami swept from the front, and the deafening footsteps sounded together with it.
"Kill!!!"
The dark bandits were already swarming in with their weapons raised high. Not long after they entered the distance of a hundred steps, they began to charge.
"If you confront the enemy in battle and fire a gun without orders, behead him immediately!"
In the military formation, Chen Wang's cold voice sounded again.
I don't know why, even under the roar of the mountains and the tsunami of killing cries, Chen Wang's voice is still clearly audible.
Zhou Changshou held up the blunderbuss, not holding it horizontally, but with the muzzle tilted upwards. The palms and backs of his hands were soaked with sweat.
But he did not dare to put down the gun without receiving an order from his superior to raise the gun.
