The officer caught by Yang Yuchun was Yang Fang, who was known as Er Yang to Yang Yuchun in another time and space.
After graduating from the Army Academy.
Yang Fang was sent to the front line - although she was a little unconvinced when she was first captured.
But now the Ming army is about to take over the south.
Yang Fang is also a member of the "Army Department" who graduated from the Army Officer Academy.
Therefore, it is impossible for him to give up his promising future in the Ming army and go back to the Qing army to join the Green Camp with no future and become the green battalion's general manager.
In fact, students like Yang Fang, who graduated from the Army Officer Academy with honors, have an extremely bright future in the Ming Army.
Especially now in the midst of a war.
There are opportunities for meritorious service and promotion at any time.
"Understood!" Yang Fang, who was extremely stout, took a deep breath.
"The first and third battalions of musketeers and the second battalion of grenadiers, follow me!"
This time more than 3,000 regular soldiers were dispatched.
The purpose is to defeat the coat army that Qianlong brought out for the first time with one blow!
Yang Fang understood what Yang Yuchun meant.
That is to cause enough damage in the first blow, defeat Qianlong's coated army in one wave, and let the Qing army, which regards the coated army as their trump card, know...
The so-called trump card.
It’s just a dish!
Under the watchful eyes of commanders on both sides.
The two military formations were arranged in neat horizontal lines, with a distance of about ten steps between the horizontal lines. They each jumped over the bunker and advanced towards the enemy with the drumbeat as their signal.
By this time,
The war between Ming and Qing Dynasties.
Instead, it began to gradually evolve into the form of queuing to be shot in Europe.
The soldiers on both sides were wearing fiery red military uniforms, gray cloth mandarin jackets, steel helmets on their heads, and bamboo hats and bamboo hats on their heads.
But the muskets in his hands were all carried on his shoulders.
The bayonets flashing with cold light pointed to the sky, and they formed a similar formation and slowly approached.
"Who came up with this tactic?"
Fan Baoyi in the queue was extremely anxious.
According to the training method, this is to shoot at each other with muskets.
Life or death depends entirely on luck.
However, with the Eight Banners officers and the war team behind him, as well as the whips used in training, Fan Baoyi temporarily suppressed his fear of the Ming Army's guns and recited the rules silently in his mind.
"Three-stage attack tactics, reload after the attack, and continue forward after reloading..."
This tactic of shooting while moving forward was often used by the Qing army during the Qing-Burmese War.
Now after some improvements.
Used on the coated army.
Just as the line infantry on both sides gradually approached.
It was the artillery on both sides that fired first.
In fact, the reason why there was such a large air raid between the horizontal lines was to avoid the artillery shells.
Boom boom boom!
The first to fire were the coated army's mortars advancing with the line infantry.
After a salvo, the artillerymen of the coated army hurriedly cleaned the barrel of the gun with a mop soaked in water, and wrapped the barrel with cotton cloth soaked in cold water to cool the barrel.
And the artillery shells they fired directly hit the horizontal array of Ming army infantry in front.
Most fell between the lines of line infantry.
There was a dull explosion.
The momentum is huge.
"Long live!!"
"It's time for Ni Ming to have a taste of our Qing's artillery shells 1"
“That’s how you have to fight!!”
The Eight Banners soldiers watching the battle from behind cheered.
But when the smoke cleared, the smiles on their faces froze.
Because they found out.
This round of massive bombardment and thick smoke almost enveloped the entire Ming army formation.
but....
The opponent's number did not decrease much.
The horizontal team still moved forward at an unhurried pace.
The Eight Banners soldiers watching the battle were dumbfounded.
"What...what's going on?"
"How many people haven't been killed by these shells? Are these Ni Ming invulnerable?"
"I have heard that the bandits practice martial arts that make them invulnerable. Could it be that the bandits and Ni Ming are in tandem?"
"It's over now. The cult bandits and Ni Ming have joined forces, two against one... The Qing Dynasty is in danger!"
All of a sudden.
Beijing movies lingered in Qianlong's ears, making his face become more and more gloomy.
"Why can't this shell kill anyone?"
Fukang'an was puzzled.
But if their eyes could penetrate the thick smoke, they would understand why.
The explosion of black powder is not as violent as expected - compared with yellow gunpowder, the burning speed of black powder is still slower.
The Qing army's artillery shells could produce so much smoke that they almost turned into smoke bombs.
In fact, it was caused by the low quality of their black powder and insufficient combustion. As a result, the power of the black powder explosion was not very powerful.
Coupled with the Qing army's lead technology problems.
In fact, some of these shells did not explode at all, but after hitting the ground, the fuses failed to continue burning and became dumb bombs.
The other part exploded smoothly.
However, in order to withstand the bore pressure when the shell is fired, the shell shell made of pig iron is made very thick - this is also related to the Qing army's shell production process.
It is different from the Ming army that uses an assembly line production of integrated stamping of steel shells.
The Qing army adopted purely handicraft production.
Craftsmen who produce cannonballs have to engrave their names on each batch of cannonballs produced.
Once there is a problem with the quality of the shells, the craftsmen will be directly held accountable.
Under the threat of high-pressure punishment.
Qing craftsmen tended to make shell shells as thick as possible.
As a result, the charge capacity is very limited.
The power of the black powder explosion is not even enough to break the shell shell into pieces and turn it into a fire-breathing firework shell. Unless it is an unlucky person with a particularly unlucky blade, the probability of killing someone is really small. .
Secondly, even if the shells exploded successfully, the shells made of pig iron were blown in half, failing to produce enough shrapnel.
The damage caused by the shock wave generated by gunpowder explosion alone to infantry is very limited, especially black powder.
Even the Ming army's artillery shells still caused more damage to the infantry by shrapnel.
The inability to produce enough shrapnel means that the lethality of the Qing army's artillery shells is quite limited-it would be better to directly use solid shells.
Yang Fang, who was in the smoke, took a heavy breath.
Originally, the momentum of dozens of mortars firing from the opposite side was quite large.
The Ming army had suffered this loss before.
The recruits in the first battalion were so frightened that they ran away with their heads in their hands.
Now after some reorganization.
Although everyone was worried, at last no one threw away their muskets and ran away.
But when the shells actually fell...
The soldiers of the Ming Army discovered it.
The Qing army's explosive ammunition was nothing more than this.
Except for a few unlucky guys who were directly hit by cannonballs.
Most of the explosions really just made a sound and had no lethality at all.
Instead, the thick smoke created enveloped the military formation and gave the Ming army some cover.
After the Ming army encountered a round of shelling.
The light howitzers on their sides and rear also let out the roar of the God of War.
A salvo of six guns.
The ground shook and dust flew up.
Six conical artillery shells parallel to the ground rotated at high speed, rushing towards the coat army's formation at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The shell cut in from the side at an angle of about forty-five degrees.
The conical shells exploded in the air before they even hit the ground after penetrating the bodies of several coated soldiers in succession!
The shells exploding in the air produced hundreds of shrapnel, sweeping everything around them instantly.
Six shells went down.
The coated army suddenly fell in large numbers.
The Eight Banners soldiers watching the battle from behind were sweating coldly and exclaiming again and again.
"Why is it so powerful?"
"Isn't this too awesome?"
Just when the Eight Banners soldiers were exclaiming.
Fukangan, the commander of the coat army, was jumping around.
"How can it be so powerful! Both of these coated slaves deserve to die!"
Yes, how could it be so powerful? Six artillery shells blew up almost the entire military formation at once - there must be many lying down and pretending to be dead!
Fan Baoyi lay on the ground shivering in fear.
His body was covered in blood and there were many pieces of meat hanging on it.
The blood was not his, but that of an unlucky man around him.
The cannonball shot diagonally into the unlucky man's chest, completely exploding his body, causing blood to splash and pieces of flesh to explode.
"Get up! Get up quickly!"
"If you don't shrink from it, kill it!!"
The first to react were those Eight Banners disciples who were officers in the coated army.
One or two of them also had trembling voices, and they could hardly hold the weapons in their hands.
But at this time they still got up and urged the coaters to march.
After all, they had a share in the Qing Dynasty.
Fan Baoyi climbed up tremblingly and continued to move forward.
really.
In fact, the damage caused by six shells is definitely not as terrifying as the previous shells that fell into a large area as soon as the shells were fired.
After all, the Ming army used ordinary bombs filled with yellow gunpowder.
It would be nice if it could kill a few people.
As expected, the coated troops had undergone rigorous training. After some reorganization, they formed a dense horizontal formation and pressed forward.
When the distance between the two sides was about a hundred steps.
"First row, prepare to shoot!"
as an officer shouted.
The coat soldiers in the first row raised their muskets and knelt on one knee.
"volley!"
Bang bang bang!
A sound like frying beans sounded.
The first row of the Ming army in front suddenly fell down with several soldiers.
However, the surrounding Ming soldiers turned a blind eye, and a few soldiers were quickly added to the back row.
Continue to maintain a tight line moving forward.
"Why didn't they shoot?"
With doubts.
Fan Baoyi, who was in the second row, moved forward and passed by the first row of people who were squatting down to load. Now the second row became the first row.
"Prepare to fire!"
Snapped!
Fan Baoyi quickly raised his musket.
"volley!"
Another volley.
This time, more than a dozen people from the Ming army's line in front fell!
but...
The Ming army had not yet fired.
Fan Baoyi, who squatted down to reload, hurriedly poured gunpowder into the muzzle of his gun and looked at the Ming army's column that was getting closer and closer.
The movements in his hands became more and more panicked.
There is no such calmness as during training.
After the third row finished shooting, there were still quite a few Qing troops in the first row who had not completed loading.
This would not happen during training - the battlefield and training are different after all.
Yet as ordered.
The original first row and now the third row must immediately get up and shoot across the first two rows.
But with the panic of reloading, some of the coaters did not even have time to pull out the stabbing bar, and some did not know that they failed to light the fire in the last round and reloaded...
The panicked team rushed forward in panic as they were chased away.
And at this time.
The Ming army's horizontal column was already approaching thirty steps.
"Three rows close together! Fire a volley twenty steps from the front!"
Yang Fang shouted!
A sharp suona sound sounded.
The infantry of the Ming army, which was originally moving forward slowly, rushed forward quickly. The three rows, which were originally about ten steps apart, quickly moved closer and formed three dense rows.
Half squat in the first row.
Stand in the second and third rows.
The muskets of the third row were resting on the shoulders of the soldiers of the second row.
Thousands of muskets, the black muzzles of which were pointed at the coated troops who had not had time to finish loading, were already looking a little confused.
Only about twenty steps...
Fan Baoyi's hands and feet suddenly became cold.
It's over...
This thought together.
Thousands of muskets in front were already roaring.
After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed. If you want to read the latest chapters, please download the Star Reading app and read the latest chapters for free without ads. The website has not updated the latest chapter content, but the Xingxing Reading APP has updated the latest chapter content.
He took a big breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.
Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.
Where is this?
Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously observed his surroundings, and then became even more confused.
A single dormitory?
Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.
And my body...how could I not have any injuries at all?
With doubts, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room, and finally his eyes rested on a mirror beside the bed.
The mirror showed his current appearance. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked very handsome.
But the problem is, this is not him! Download the Star Reading app and read the latest chapters for free without ads.
My previous self was a handsome young man in his twenties who had been working for a while.
And now, no matter how you look, this appearance is that of a high school student...
This change made Shi Yu stunned for a long time.
Don't tell him that the operation was successful...
The body and appearance have changed. This is not a matter of surgery or not, but magic.
He turned into a completely different person!
Could it be...that he traveled through time?
In addition to the mirror placed by the bedside, which was obviously not feng shui-friendly, Shi Yu also found three books next to it.
Shi Yu picked it up and took a look. The title of the book instantly silenced him.
"Essential Animal Breeding Manual for Beginner Breeders"
"Postpartum Care of Pet Pets"
"Evaluation Guide for Interracial Beast-Eared Girls"
Shi Yu:? ? ?
The names of the first two books are pretty normal, but what happened to the last one?
"cough."
Shi Yu looked solemnly and stretched out his hand, but his arm soon stiffened.
Just when he was about to open the third book and see what it was about, his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, and a large number of memories came flooding back.
Icefield City.
Pet animal breeding base.
Intern pet breeder. The website will be closed soon. Download the Star Reading app to provide you with Qianlong: Qing Dynasty by Mr. Mu Mu Mu Ah? Where is my Qing Dynasty?
Beastmaster?
