In the north of Luodu City, there is still a fierce battle.

Through the gap in the front row, looking at the smoke and dust raised by the Northern cavalry rushing towards him, the young soldier Meng Lin felt that just holding the musket had become sweaty and slippery, his breathing was a little rapid and his mind was pulled tightly.

Although he had faced the battle many times, he still couldn't help but feel dry and bitter in his mouth but could not secrete a trace of saliva to moisturize it. He could only swallow it mechanically in his throat, and use the last bit of reason and courage to control his body, so that he would not turn around and escape immediately, or sit down with weak legs and feet.

Only the repeated commands and the sound of military horns around him can give him a sense of security and security while waiting for the torment.

It was only after I could hear the sound of the whistle near me, like a pity raised the musket with a spike in my hand, stretched through the gap in the front and aimed at the enemy cavalry that was rushing towards me like a surge. The tremor in my hands and the trembling teeth in my mouth were also turned into a brief and calm concentration by some conditioned reflex from my bones.

He even thought a little about what Chen Longxiang, the veteran who led the team, said, how to distinguish and judge the enemy's experience in rushing to the battlefield;

The rushing enemies are the best to pass. They have almost no chance to trip up by their bodies from forty or fifty steps in front of the formation;

The second is the enemy who first formed an array and charged loosely, which is almost the best targets to live. As long as you kill the first group of those who are desperate, the rest will be defeated without fighting.

As for the enemies who dare to gather together to cover up each other and advance slowly, the most troublesome ones often require a close-knit recoil, and pay a considerable price to disperse and repel it.

It is said that only elite enemy cavalry can carry out such wall-style charges with small gaps and distances side by side with precise training and coordination.

Therefore, at this moment, Meng Lin seemed to be able to smell the smell of dust coming from his face.

Finally, I heard the second short whistle sound, and I felt relieved and pulled the trigger in my hand. After only half of my breath, I felt a "long" delay, and I pressed my shoulders against the wooden support in the back seat and shocked.

After making this shot, standing in the heavy smoke filled the fire of the tray, Meng Lin even had a slightly heavy gun rod in his hand that seemed to have become much more relaxed.

Then he put it downwards and crosses the gun body. He began to hold his breath and quickly open the borehole breeze, load it into the medicine and close it. He clamped the half of the tin foil fire cap on the ignition hole with a reed, and broke the compression spring of the hammer and entered the waiting state again.

Some people wanted to use a straight strip to clear the chamber, but were stopped by the veterans around them. Meng Lin then remembered that the refined gunpowder and tinfoil fire hat they used now were no better than the previous front-loaded flintlock guns and paper-wrapped medicine tips. At least twenty or thirty rounds were required to produce carbon deposits and residual dirt that needed to be cleaned.

When the second time was fired against the enemy in the smoke and dust, most of the symptoms of hand shaking and fighting against the roots of the teeth had disappeared, and the results of the first riding and shooting were revealed. The order of those wall-like enemy cavalry had changed and became slightly loose.

After this ejaculation, he could finally see clearly. Balls of blood bloomed on the opposite man and horse, like an invisible sieve filtering them, while balls of smoke and dust rolled in the air, quickly filtering out many bodies that continued to speed.

Their hands were swaying with the swords and guns raised diagonally against the horse's head, but they could already reflect the light clearly on the head-row faces of the gunman's ranks.

At this time, the loaded shooting in the third and fourth rounds could not wait to be knocked out; the more dense battle results began to appear in front of them, like layers of peeled fruits and vegetables, the cavalry rolled and stumbled on their backs, falling down piece by piece under the horse's hooves that followed one after another.

However, under the huge momentum and inertia, there were still enough fish that leaped through the net. The horse rushed to them, almost using the cover of the mount and hand cards to break through the last obstacle and threat in front of the formation, and crashed into the line of white soldiers standing and holding high spears.

The huge impact sound and the overwhelming darkness enveloped. Among the front rows where the young man Meng Lin was, the sudden burst of swords and guns and flesh and blood broke out. The moans and screams filled Meng Lin's vision and hearing in an instant, taking away all his strength and courage again.

He could mechanically raise the gun upwards, and instinctively use the maximum strength of his body to support the buttstock according to the styling strip; then he felt that the sharp tip seemed to pierce a tough and heavy thing, and then the huge reaction force spoiled him and pressed him to the ground again.

The stuck gun in his hand was broken as if driven by strong inertia, like a leather bag that was pierced with force. Large balls of warm and wet things were rolled down on his head and face, and the heavy smell made him almost suffocate.

When he was dizzy and slowly pulled out from the heavy pressure of the huge horse corpse, he could see that the scattered array of people who were washed away from the ground was supporting the wounded with the team flag and the fire flag, and gathered together to form a horizontal line with smaller contact surfaces.

Then several horizontal teams holding flags rotated to connect with each other and became an uneven hollow square formation. Then a wrinkled and stained group flag was raised again, indicating that this was a hollow array in groups, and the white soldiers in the formation were also replaced to the forefront.

After a moment of reorganization, the basic force against the enemy was completed. After the young man Meng Lin was fumbled and inspected by a simple and rough body, he confirmed that there was no serious injury and picked up his weapon again and filled it into the array on the third layer of the periphery.

At the same time, the cavalry that had broken through several arrays of northern countries had already shown some kind of defeat and decline between these small and small hollow arrays reorganized nearby, and they turned around and tried to escape from this battlefield amid the sound of the horns.

At this time, another ray of smoke appeared in Meng Lin's vision and crashed into the ranks of these northern cavalrymen. The people were rushing up and the horses were rushing and the swords and guns flew everywhere.

As a result, these northern cavalry, which still maintained the last bit of momentum and order, were also broken and killed and dispersed, turning into figures of loose and scattered on the horse and fighting on their own.

The cavalry, which lost its maneuver and rushing, was no longer a decent threat to the gun army array and close opponent.

As infantry teams, they can even take the initiative to repulse in several waves, and cooperate with their own cavalry during the battle to surround them;

Then use the approaching guns to knock down the large groups of enemies, or avoid frontal taps and slashes in close combat, cooperate with each other from the side and back to use the guns to jointly push the enemy cavalry that is fighting desperately, poke them down from the back, or poke them to death and injure them...

On the north bank of Luoshui in the west of the city, outside Dingxingmen

"The enemy in the north has been driven."

Wang Duanchen scolded the gathering generals quite harshly.

"But you told me that no one can break through the obstacles on the Western Front, and support and seize the opportunity to expand the results of the war."

"Are you guys under your command just having a good meal..."

"The Grand Marshal is clear, this time I really have the will but lack the ability..."

"There has been a disease in the recent shortage of food in the army, which is really difficult and exhausted..."

"The front line was attacked again and again, and there were no injuries and formations in a small number..."

"The newly added soldiers are not trained and equipped with insufficient training and equipment."

"The soldiers need more time to repair."

"I can't fight after sending troops in a hurry..."

These generals on the Western Front exchanged their eyes and expressions, and couldn't help but scream and defend themselves loudly.

"I don't care what your reasons or excuses"

Wang Duanchen said in a deep voice unmoved.

"What are your thoughts and ideas in private?"

"Immediately, the army will attack the enemy. Do not lose your opportunity and never come again,..."

"A thousand words and ten thousand things are the most important and critical things for the country."

"Under the great cause, no one is allowed to sit and watch things out..."

Speaking of this, his words suddenly turned into people's hearts.

"Don't talk to me about the bullshit of Huai Jun likes to grab credit and get cheap."

"If you can do it without the cooperation of the army, you can disrupt the enemy's situation and fight hard,"

"I can also try my best to dispatch other troops and support you in expanding the victory..."

Finally, Wang Duanchen looked at them coldly and said

"If you think you are powerless, then you will abdicate immediately and give way to the wise."

"I will arrange other competent candidates and do one or two for you."

This was like a firefighting from the cauldron, hitting the key points of these resident generals, making them speechless and unable to say more reasons.

Since they said this, the military generals suddenly had no way out and excuses. They could only express their grief and expressions with different expressions, and immediately turned around to clean up the troops and gathered up equipment posts, willing to do their best to open up the situation for the army.

However, Wang Duanchen sighed and shook his head heavily in his heart. Compared with the old subordinates of the overseas garrison troops and the Yanbian departments, these troops, mainly from various roads outside the ridge, were obviously already heavy and had many problems. Therefore, he placed them in a secondary place in the west of the city to protect the rear of the Shu army, and he also needed to be rectified and sorted out slowly.

If it weren't for the old troops he brought out from Jinghu, most of them would be trapped in the city and would not be able to be pulled out for a while; why would he have to risk being resented and rebounded to over-force these combat powers to be held in a moderate manner, but the background is a bit complicated by military generals.
Chapter completed!