Chapter 42: The braids are about to be cut off
but now...
The coalition forces opened fire at a distance of almost 250 yards - it was impossible for the muskets equipped by these Chinese musketeers to hit the opponent at this distance.
Therefore, all the chasseurs on the opposite side were safe and sound, and were reloading very leisurely. then...
Graup saw the artilleryman carrying the gun barrel coming out with the hunters on the opposite side.
"Oops!"
Graup's heart skipped a beat.
Before this, he had never thought that artillery could actually maneuver with the chasseurs...
Now....
Before he could react.
Only a few black dots were seen flying from the muzzles of the artillerymen on the opposite side.
The dull sound was accompanied by the whistling of artillery shells streaking through the air....
boom! !
A cannonball fell in the phalanx of native hand-to-hand soldiers.
Before everyone could react.
One shell after another fell.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the fragments produced by the artillery shells swept through the formation of the native hand-to-hand soldiers.
Suddenly there was a group of native soldiers lying on the ground.
"How can such a small-caliber artillery shell be so powerful?"
Grawp's face changed with fright.
On the contrary, Lin Guoliang next to him cursed loudly.
"Damn it! These native soldiers are pretending to be dead!!!"
Of course Lin Guoliang knew that although the sound of the exploding shells was loud, the small cannon on the opposite side that could be carried by a capable person and run away could not be so powerful.
so....
Many of those native soldiers were lying on the ground pretending to be dead!
It's just that they haven't reacted yet.
A sharp suona sound sounded from the front of the Ming army opposite.
"Move forward!!! Let's move together!!!"
Inside the Ming army formation.
Luo Dingshan, who was already in a row, shouted loudly.
Then he pulled out the gun from his waist.
Standing in the center of his row, behind him were two musicians with waist drums.
Under the rhythm of drums.
The queue moved forward neatly.
After Luo Dingshan surrendered to Queen Ming, he first underwent two months of "officer crash course" training at the Army Officer Academy.
Then he served as a squad leader in the Army's 1st Brigade for a month.
Wait until the Army's Second Brigade expands.
He was promoted from squad leader to platoon leader.
He was promoted two levels in two months.
This is naturally because Luo Dingshan is ruthless and all his soldiers are afraid of him. If he trains ruthlessly, he will naturally be favored by his superiors.
Along with Luo Dingshan, he was among the first batch students of the "First Phase of the Army Officer Academy".
Luo Dingshan was one of the few who was promoted to platoon leader.
The other first-term students are all serving as squad leaders below - squad leaders are actually not much different from the top soldiers below, but they, the military academy students, will be given priority in promotions. If other soldiers want to be promoted to platoon leaders, they must first Go to the Army Officers Academy to complete the "Officer Crash Course" and get approved.
"Damn... don't let the battle end without firing a shot..."
Luo Dingshan's worries are not unreasonable.
The Qing Heavenly Soldiers and Native Soldiers on the opposite side have begun to become confused.
Some people were lying on the ground with their buttocks sticking out, and some people had begun to retreat unconsciously.
The entire military formation is about to be on the verge of collapse.
This is too easy...
Luo Dingshan thought.
He has also used the kind of cannon that can be carried and run with the chasseurs.
Good range.
It can shoot more than two hundred steps.
Can exercise with the Chasseurs.
However, the shell charge is not much more than that of a grenade.
In other words, the lethality is actually very limited.
Not very powerful.
If you're lucky, you might be able to kill two or three people with one shot.
But now it’s one shot.
There was a large area lying on the opposite side.
This looks too scary.
Those who didn't know better thought it was a howitzer with a charge of two or three kilograms that fell down.
Luo Dingshan was thinking while walking.
The animals of the Chasseur Artillery Battery had already fired two or three rounds of shells.
"One more round and it's over."
Luo Dingshan was shocked.
According to the regulations for the use of the Jaeger Cannon, also known as the Jaeger grenade.
After firing four rounds, the barrel must be cooled.
Otherwise, the temperature is too high and the detonator may be ignited before the shell is inserted into the barrel.
The gunners put away the cannons and carried them to fire, and the chasseurs had now loaded them.
Bang bang bang.
More than a dozen coalition soldiers sprayed blood mist from their chests.
"First row, prepare your guns!!"
Luo Dingshan yelled.
The soldiers in the first row raised the muskets on their shoulders in front of them, ready to level and fire at any time.
Right now.
Several more suona sounds sounded throughout the battlefield.
Several infantry companies on both sides of the Chinese army quickly entered the battlefield in columns, running from both sides.
And this seemed to be the straw that broke the camel's back.
"Here we come, the Ming army is here!"
"Mom!"
"Failed, defeated..."
"We can't stand here and be bombarded!"
"It's not easy to make money by holding back the Liu family!"
A group of Hakka men were shouting, and the smarter ones had already dropped their weapons and started to turn around and run away.
The Liu family's settlement allowance of ten taels of silver is not enough to buy a life.
Everyone carried their guns and went to the battlefield, which was considered worthy of the ten taels of silver as housing expenses.
You can't really risk your life on the battlefield.
But it's not easy to run on this battlefield.
Everyone was arranged in a dense formation.
I want to run unless I can fly into the sky.
And this way.
The entire military formation was in complete chaos.
tread!
tread!
tread!
The Ming army on the opposite side still came with an unhurried voice.
The sound of footsteps was like a reminder.
These Chinese heroes were so anxious that they almost shed tears.
The muskets in their hands had already fired one round, and it was too late to reload.
He was about to stand up and be shot.
"Master Biao, Master Biao, the Ming army is too powerful, we are no match!"
"Yes, yes, Fourth Master, we all have families and young children, so we can't die in Borneo without knowing anything."
"Master Biao, the Liu family's money is not easy to make."
"That's right, that's right. We were originally the heroes of the Tiandihui who wanted to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty. Now we are fighting with the Emperor of Heaven. This is outrageous."
"It must be retribution!"
A group of people were talking about it.
Ma Sanbiao, who was called Master Biao, also had troubles that he couldn't express.
If he had known that the Ming army was so powerful, he would not have brought his brothers here - half of the two thousand musketeers who were the vanguard were his men.
Ma Sanbiao was engaged in the spice trade in Borneo. It was a business that went deep into the native territory of Borneo, and he couldn't do it without some strength.
Now that he had taken a sum of money from the Liu family and obtained an official position in the Tuan Lian Du Division, he brought people to fight against King Ming.
It's really too confusing.
But he didn't dare to run back now.
The Liu family members were all carrying muskets and supervising the team.
Just when these soldiers of the Qing Dynasty were at a loss, they were preparing to grease their feet but were afraid of the supervising team behind them.
The Ming army on the opposite side shouted slogans in Hakka.
"Listen to the Han brothers opposite, we are the army of King Ming! We are here to drive out the Tartars, restore China, and restore our Han people!!"
"As long as you lay down your weapons and surrender, we Han people will not kill Han people!"
"Not only are we not killing, but we are also eating whale meat! Hey, delicious whale meat!"
Is there really any meat to eat?
Ma Sanbiao thought.
Just then the smoke from the previous burst of gunfire had been blown away by the wind.
The face of the Ming army on the opposite side could be seen clearly.
Right now.
A few sharp suona sounds came to mind again.
The Ming troops in the first row lowered their muskets.
Such a close distance....
Ma Sanbiao took a breath.
"We count to three, if we don't put down our weapons, we will shoot" 1
"one!"
"two!"
"Don't shoot! Surrender! Surrender!"
Everyone is a Hakka.
To whom does one sell one's life is not selling?
Not to mention there is meat to eat.
Suddenly.
More than a thousand Chinese musketeers threw away their weapons and knelt on the ground with their hands raised.
Even Ma Sanbiao and Lian Dusi were not surprised.
Then he stared at the Ming army on the opposite side approaching with a dagger.
"Hey, eh, eh, eh, don't, didn't we agree that the Han people won't kill the Han people..." Ma Sanbiao was so scared that he peed.
Just talking.
The braid on the back of his head was grabbed.
It's over...
My head is going to fall off now.
Ma Sanbiao thought.
Right now.
The back of my head felt cold.
A black braid was thrown in front of Ma Sanbiao.
"Cry softly, don't behead, just cut off the braids!"
Ma Sanbiao knelt on the ground, tears and nose running.
No beheading...
Why are you so scary?
