The musket soldier formed three tigers and took the musket in his hand. The match rope was already installed. He checked the medicine again and waited for the military order to ignite the match rope and prepare to shoot.
"Team A of Bureau B and Bureau D come forward with shields and line up the cannons in front of the formation!" Commander Liu Changliang shouted loudly, licking his scarred face.
A burst of neat footsteps sounded, and the two teams of cold soldiers and swordsmen and shieldmen marched forward in groups, forming a shield array in front of the fire and gun soldiers of Bureau A and Bureau C.
Division A had just finished forming their formation, and Division B Qian Commander Jin Yong and Chen Zhong also led the Chinese cavalry and the large convoy to the high ground on the hill.
The bargemen and deputy helmsmen who were driving the carts were lining up the carts on three sides: north, south, south, and ten carts on each side. All ten carts of baggage were arrayed in the east direction.
Then, the sergeants accompanying each vehicle unloaded the driving mules and horses, led them into the formation, and were guarded by the bargemen of each vehicle. The sergeants connected the large vehicles end to end, and the side plates on the vehicles were erected. On the outside of the cart, a cart city was built.
Jin Yong commanded the formation of a chariot city, but left the west side alone for defense. This side was defended by Chen Zhong's nearly two hundred rangers. Leaving this opening also facilitated their cavalry attack. Besides, less than a mile away, the infantry The infantry formations of Camp A and B make it difficult for the enemy to attack from this side.
Eight squatting tiger cannons were placed four each on the east and south sides, but there were no gun emplacements on the north side.
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At this time, smoke and dust rose in the distance to the south of the military formation, and the sound of hoofbeats rumbled.
The rangers that Chen Zhong sent out to scout before also hurried back in twos and threes. Behind them was a large cloud of smoke and dust, and it seemed that hundreds of enemy riders were rushing back and forth with some of the rangers.
"Tum! Tum!"
The sound of cannons from the Central Military Department was heard again, followed by another rapid drumbeat.
"Advance in formation and move closer to the Chinese Army Chariot City!"
Liu Changliang, the scar-faced commander of the A Division, shouted loudly: "Every team must maintain their formation, march in formation, and do not run around. Anyone who strays from the formation will be killed immediately!"
The four hundred-man bureaus of Division A maintained the tight military formation they had just formed and slowly moved toward the high mound on the left.
In the car city, Jin Yong stood on the car, holding a lookout tube in his hand and observing the situation of the two formations on the avenue.
When he saw Division A and Division B maintaining the strict formation of two square formations, alternately covering and moving toward the high ground, there was no sign of panic at all, and a smile of satisfaction could not help but appear on his face.
Jin Yong's B squadron generals above the rank of officer were all veteran soldiers who had followed Zhang Cheng to the King of Qin in Beijing, while most of the commanders were former Kaiping Wei veteran soldiers, and some were selected from the new army.
"These Shangguans are really calm. They didn't panic when facing hundreds of enemy cavalry. They have indeed seen blood. They really take the lead!"
Cheng Sanhu followed closely behind Commander Tan Hesheng. He kept thinking silently in his heart, "Follow closely. Don't run past me again!"
Seeing the teams of the two divisions over there gradually approaching the high ground, General Manager Qian Jin Yong hurriedly shouted in a loud voice:
"I reiterate the military order again. When facing the enemy, everything must be done according to the order. No noise, no looking around, no turning back without authorization. Anyone who violates will be beheaded!"
As he spoke, he actually pulled out the sword from his waist and struck it hard in the void.
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Commander-in-Chief Liu Changliang of Division A strode outside the military formation and shouted loudly: "March in formation, follow those in front closely, no noise is allowed, and no one is allowed to leave the formation without authorization. Keep the formation in order during the march, and no one is allowed to turn back without permission. Violators will do so." All beheaded immediately!"
"You're a thief, you're here to scare us again. I really thought you were the only one who wasn't afraid of death!"
Cheng Sanhu only dared to curse a few words in his mind, but he did not dare to move his body. In his eyes, the scar was a god of death. Almost all the Jia Division sergeants firmly believed this.
In fact, most of the soldiers in the Jia Division were more afraid of the whip in Liu Changliang's hand than the fear of unknown enemies and death.
Since the training camp, how many people in the department have not been beaten by this whip?
It can be said that the dark red color on the whip in the hand of General Liu Changliang of Division A is almost dyed red by the blood of all the officers in the division. In Liu Changliang’s words:
Today's whip is to save your lives. The whip you received today will be more severe, and you will have a better memory. Only when you go to the battlefield in the future can you come back alive!
Divisions A and B of Division B have also all withdrawn to the slopes of the high hills. Outside the Checheng, they are still arrayed in front behind the sword and shield soldiers with guns and muskets, and the sergeants of the cold army are behind with spears. Form a formation.
Smoke and dust were still billowing in the distance, and the sound of hoofbeats was rumbling. In the smoke and dust, groups of enemy cavalry could be vaguely seen galloping back and forth, seemingly still chasing each other with Chen Zhong's cavalry.
At this time, the sound of gongs in the direction of the Chinese army in the chariot city sounded again, and then the sound of the soldiers shouting from the flag of the Chinese army came: "Everyone sit down and rest where you are."
The officers of each department and bureau also shouted orders one after another. After the order from the second-level commander sounded, Cheng Sanhu sat down on the ground. He leaned the gun on his shoulder and exhaled loudly. But I was thinking:
"Now that we can take a breather, we have to gather some strength to come back. If the bandit cavalry really charges up later, we have to try to cut off one of the heads, and show our majesty to thousands of scarred families!"
Cheng Sanhu, like other military households on the North Road, also has a set of martial arts at home. He has been practicing marksmanship and sword and shield tactics since he was a child. However, after entering the Dushi Infantry Camp, he was selected as a gun because of his dexterity. soldiers.
Although he had only been practicing with the blunderbuss for three months, he was very skilled at it, but he was still not at ease. Even when he was practicing on weekdays, he would keep his eyes open and aim hard, and as a result, the blunderbuss would break into pieces. Smoke, only God knows whether it hits or not.
He thought that when practicing target shooting, he could check the target later and know whether he hit or not, but during the war, he could only aim and hit, and he had no control over whether he hit or not.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but touch the saber on his waist again. He still felt more at ease with the sword. He had always heard from his elders about the firecrackers exploding in battle. Although the birdgun in his hand was the master's weapon in the arsenal. A well-chosen item, but still a bit uneasy.
At this time, he saw General Manager Zheng Youjin take out the synergy bow from his waist, put an arrow on it and throw it forward. The arrow landed a hundred steps away. Cheng Sanhu knew that this was a range mark. He sat on the ground and held the blunderbuss again, ready to fight.
About ten more ranger scouts galloped back to the central army. There was a faint trace of bright red on their bodies. The enemy cavalry followed closely and roared towards this direction. Smoke and dust spread everywhere. Judging from the scale, the enemy was rushing towards them. There seemed to be no less than a few hundred people riding on them.
I saw two or three hundred steps away, in the smoke and dust, there were bursts of howling.
"Tum!"
As a trumpet blast from the Chinese army came, the sound of chirping sounded again.
"Everyone is here, stand up and prepare for battle!"
General Manager Zheng Youjin loudly delivered military orders.
"Pull the blunderbuss in your hand and light the match!" the order sounded again.
Cheng Sanhu lit the match, held the musket flat against his chest, and aimed ahead, waiting for the order to fire.
“Listen up, everyone, it is strictly forbidden to open fire without permission!
If you don't hear the sound of the swan's trumpet, the thief will be in front of you, and you won't be allowed to fire the musket.
Anyone who dares to fire in disobedience, even if you kill the two thieves with one shot, I will immediately cut off your head with the melon seeds of marching! "
The orders given by Chief Liu Changliang were passed on to the various chief officers and squad leaders in turn.
"Do not fire without orders, any violators will be killed immediately!"
