The white pole soldiers were slowly advancing, the brilliance of the military formation strengthening their combat effectiveness. At the back of the formation, the stone pillar City Secretary, a second-rank Great Ming general, Qin Bangping, who was nearly fifty years old, was frowning as he stared ahead. Through the gaps in the spear forest, he could see the motionless rebels on the other side. It was a group of female soldiers?
"Is the specialty of the Zhou rebels to use female soldiers?"
Qin Bangping had come all the way from Sichuan to Liaodong, then ran in a circle to Tianjin. He had seen a lot of regional differences, so he was not surprised to see women on the battlefield. Not to mention the traitorous female general who had just learned how to fly, even his sister was a famous heroine. If a woman could go to war, she would definitely be extraordinary and should not be underestimated.
But the female soldiers on the other side were beyond Qin Bangping's imagination. They were orderly, calm, and serious. It was obvious that they had received good training, which was rare among male soldiers. The weapons they used were even more special. Guns were like scrap metal in the Ming army. One shot and they would explode. Their bad reputation spread far and wide. But these female soldiers all used guns.
Compared to the Ming Army, which was generally lax, the military of the border soldiers and the chieftains had much higher combat effectiveness. Qin Bangping's rank was not low, but he was willing to go into battle himself. He stepped on the back of a white pole soldier and looked into the distance, estimating the strength of the opposite side. When the distance between the two sides was less than 20 meters, he began to move the entire spear formation forward quickly, launching an attack.
Seeing a group of women on the other side, the white pole soldiers, who were mostly slaves, were quite excited. They even thought that it would be great if they could snatch these women. It would be a pity to kill them. However, at the last stretch of their sprint, a loud shout of "Open fire" came from the other side, and bullets flew over with loud bangs.
At a distance of less than 20 meters, no matter how bad the accuracy was, it would still hit. Fifteen lead bullets hit the white pole soldiers' spear formation with a hot breath. The green light of the military formation wavered slightly, but it was unmoved and resisted the attack. The white pole soldiers in the front row felt that their attack was slightly hindered, but it was not much of a hindrance.
Zhou Qingfeng did not open fire. He would hold the flintlock and crouch on a wall next to the East Main Street like a cat to get a good commanding view. Within the courtyard wall, a family of Tianjin commoners did not manage to escape in time. They were shivering and hugging each other as they stared in horror at the person who had inexplicably appeared on top of their wall. He glanced at the people in this chaotic world, his attention once again focused on the white stick soldiers opposite him.
The effect of the first round of firing was not good. The female soldier who finished firing turned around and walked back through the gap in the formation. The female soldiers in the second row stepped forward to aim their guns. Zhou Qingfeng immediately ordered, "Retreat and shoot."
The second row of female soldiers immediately stopped, raised their guns, aimed, and pulled the trigger. Bang, bang, bang, bang! The female soldiers who had finished shooting kept moving backward. The next row of female soldiers did not move forward. They tried their best to maintain their distance from the enemy.
The white pole soldiers on the other side were still trying to increase their speed, but every one or two breaths, the other side would fire a dozen lead bullets at them, and every time, the momentum of their exertion would be canceled out. Qin Bangping, who was commanding at the back, made use of the defense of the formation to resist wave after wave of lead bullets, but after firing for a long time, he could not advance a few steps. The whole process, he could only take the hits without being able to retaliate. It was very uncomfortable.
Qin Bangping had fought in so many wars for so many years, but he had never encountered such a situation. The female soldiers on the other side fired mechanically, turning around, retreating, firing again, and there was no end to it. After firing more than ten rounds, the white pole soldiers who were good at endurance were still gritting their teeth and advancing. Their momentum had been completely weakened, and it was difficult to advance even an inch. The glow of the formation was slowly thinning, and this was not a good sign.
The female soldiers slowly retreated, and Zhou Qingfeng stared coldly at the heavy armed soldiers opposite him. This was indeed a unit that was very patient and could withstand heavy pressure. No wonder they could fight the Kennu army without losing, and finally forced Nurhachi to bring over the artillery to break their formation.
At the moment, Zhou Qingfeng did not have any artillery, and the artillery soldiers who had gone to transport the shells would not be back for a long time. Zhou Qingfeng could only rely on the continuous firing of the female soldiers to weaken the opponent. But at this moment, the triplane flew over his head, and then hovered over the northern part of Tianjin. He cursed in a low voice, "Damn it," and then shouted to the soldiers behind him, "Let the cavalry take a detour to the northern part of the city to have a look."
Although he blamed himself for not discovering this powerful enemy, Zhou Qingfeng clearly remembered that he had sent out scouts to search the entire area around Tianjin. But this group of white pole soldiers had come inexplicably, and the Ming Army behind them was also astonishing, but the scouts had not responded.
"In addition to Huofeng, I'm afraid the enemy has other powerful figures. Otherwise, it is impossible for my cavalry to not have any news. We must defeat this group of white pole soldiers as soon as possible, we don't have time to tangle with them. "
The situation was urgent, and Zhou Qingfeng ordered again, "Two rows fire together."
The original single row of guns immediately changed. The female soldiers in the front row squatted down, and the back row stood with their guns.
"Fire."
Bang bang bang …
The firepower output doubled.
The white pole soldiers were already badly battered by the volley of guns, and they were irritated. Suddenly suffering from double firepower, Qin Bangping, who was commanding in the back, couldn't control it for a moment, and the defense of the army was instantly weakened. The defensive light of the heavy spear soldiers had reached a dangerous level.
Oh no!
Qin Bangping didn't expect the enemy to double the firepower output while fighting, or to explode at will, without any warning, which seemed very casual. He immediately pushed the spiritual power in his body to the extreme, and at the same time shouted loudly to boost the fighting spirit of the soldiers. The cyan light of the whole spear formation began to gradually strengthen, filling up the weakened part.
Just when the old Chieftain General felt that he had survived this disaster, Zhou Qingfeng sneered contemptuously, and changed the order again, "Three rows fire together."
The female soldiers who finished shooting retreated to reload, and the new row of female soldiers immediately squatted on the ground after hearing the order, the second row squatted down, and the third row stood with their guns.
Fire!
Bang bang bang bang, the sound of gunfire was deafening.
The white pole soldiers on the opposite side were still in shock, and this time they were hit again. The firepower of the three rows strengthened again, and Qin Bangping could no longer hold on, and the defense of the army was immediately broken. Dozens of lead bullets whistled over, and all the heavy spear soldiers in the front row were wiped out.
Miserable screams rang out, and blood splattered.
Qin Bangping, who was commanding in the back, turned pale with fright, and shouted sternly, "Charge forward!"
Without the defense of the army, the heavy armor that the white pole soldiers were so proud of did not have any defensive effect. They were in an extremely dangerous situation, and only by closing the distance would they have a chance of winning. After the front row was wiped out by the lead bullets, the heavy spear soldiers in the back could no longer maintain their calm, and they charged forward with their white spears. But it was just a mere dozen or so meters, and they just couldn't rush up.
Bang bang bang …
The sound of the volley of gunfire was violent and cold, hiding endless power, but also monotonous and mechanical. The female soldiers with the guns had all finished firing one round, but they had already finished loading the next round. By constantly retreating, they always maintained a certain distance from the enemy. Just this little distance was enough to determine life and death, victory and defeat.
A row of gunfire rang out, and a row of spear soldiers fell; another row of spear soldiers stepped forward, and another row of gunfire erupted.
No matter how tenacious the white pole soldiers were, how explosive they were, how hard they tried, the bodies of their comrades piled up under their feet. In the end, not only did they not advance, but because too many people had died, it seemed that the formation was retreating. On the not very spacious Tianjin East Street, the advancing spear soldiers all fell.
Qin Bangping was originally standing behind several rows of spear soldiers, but after a few rounds of gunfire, he actually moved closer to the front. In the face of such unreasonable heavy casualties, the white pole soldiers under his command began to not listen to orders, and hesitated, not daring to fearlessly charge forward — this was something that had never happened before.
Qin Bangping could no longer maintain his calm. He pulled out his waist knife and waved it high, threatening and intimidating the soldiers behind him to continue charging. But his posture was still too conspicuous, and before he could encourage the white pole soldiers, Zhou Qingfeng's flintlock was already aimed at him.
Ye Na's flintlock was taken by Zhao Ze for reference and research. When he took it back, the entire gun, except for the gun mechanism, had almost been completely reforged. The originally rolled barrel had been replaced with a forged one, and the barrel's diameter had been increased to 15 millimeters. Coupled with the reinforced black gunpowder, its power had increased exponentially.
The flintlock was much less troublesome than the matchlock. After pulling the trigger, the flint closed and igniting, and the gunpowder was conducted into the barrel with a sizzling sound. With a bang, the butt of the gun recoiled. Qin Bangping, who was 20 meters away, immediately fell to the ground with a splash of blood.
As soon as Qin Bangping fell, the army formation disappeared, and the white pole soldiers below were completely exposed to the lead bullets of the gun, and could no longer be controlled. The female guards immediately seized the opportunity to slowly move forward, taking turns to shoot. With every round of output, rows of white pole soldiers could be seen being killed or injured.
Qin Bangping was not dead yet, the powerful lead bullets' kinetic energy was greatly reduced by the spiritual energy protecting his body. The thick armor he wore barely provided some protection, and the lead bullet was like a heavy hammer, breaking several ribs on his left ribs, penetrating the armor and embedding in his flesh and broken bones. He fell to the ground and could not get up, panting rapidly.
Seeing the white pole soldiers he had trained with his own hands being knocked down like grass, Qin Bangping stretched out his hand and let out a hoarse roar. He was pained by the losses on his side, but he was also worried that the follow-up troops would run into this terrible rain of bullets, and he hated the fact that there were such fierce guns in this world. The guns of the Daming Dynasty were very bad, but the guns of these rebels were completely different. After firing for a long time, no one exploded.
The white pole soldiers could not take it anymore, and finally broke down and fled. The bullets chased them for hundreds of meters before stopping, but the female soldiers did not pursue them.
"Stop firing, be on guard!"
"Workers come up to clean up the battlefield, clean up the corpses. Rebuild the barricades. "
"Right, let the logistics start cooking. After fighting for a long time, let the soldiers eat their fill. "
The battlefield was filled with smoke, and there were at least 200 corpses on East Street. This was the result of the female soldiers' battle. Now that the female soldiers had fully grown up, they dared to fight against strong enemies, and were very calm.
In a corner of the alley, Gao Daniu, who had just finished setting up the defense, had just returned to report to Zhou Qingfeng. When he saw the slaughterhouse-like scene on the ground, he couldn't help but be shocked. This scene had happened outside the city, and it happened again inside the city. This was the result of a group of seemingly weak female soldiers shooting with guns. In the same battle, if they were to use spears, they would definitely pay a heavy price. But these female soldiers...
When Zhou Qingfeng said that he wanted to form a firearms unit, both Gao Daniu and Wu Daemen felt that it was a mistake. How could guns be more reliable than knives, axes, swords, and halberds? Those things were so complicated to use, and the time it took to fire a shot was enough for them to kill many people.
But looking at it now, Gao Daniu was convinced. He stood in the pile of corpses, and imagined how he would fight against those unarmored female soldiers. No matter how he thought about it, he would not be any better than the heavy armored spearmen in front of him. He could even imagine the weakness and powerlessness of these heavy armored spearmen in front of the guns. They fought with their lives on the line, but they could not even touch the edge of the enemy. How sad was that?
The form of the battle had changed.
When he saw Zhou Qingfeng, Gao Daniu even forgot what he wanted to report. He only said in a deep voice, "Grand Marshal, equip us with these guns. These things are too powerful. As Grand Marshal said, guns can sweep the world! "
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