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Standing under the central flag, Vézé crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at the battle in front of him. However, his mind was thinking about things that were not directly related to the battle. "It seems that if there is a chance, I have to find a way to get some modern military music equipment."
The wars that Vézé was more familiar with were the wars in China after 1900. In large state-owned heavy industry enterprises, the early personnel were basically soldiers who had transferred to civilian work, including the communist army and the national army. This was the case in the shipbuilding industry. Although there were very few people who came from the national army, there were still some. Vézé knew that a certain large tractor company had tanks who participated in the Burma War in India. After being captured, they became liberation fighters. When they drove tanks, they were real technical personnel. After being discharged from the army, they went to work in factories.
Since this was the case, Vézé had heard many different versions of the story from different perspectives. When repeatedly recalling the battle in his mind, Vézé always felt that it was incompatible with the era of the Taiping Rebellion. The only thing that could fit with this era were the British, French, and other European and American armies in the movies, who wore wigs, beat military drums, and played military music that sounded like mourning instruments.
The first time Vézé saw a foreign army that looked like mourning, he felt that it was simply a ridiculous sideshow. Even though he had seen it many times, Vézé still couldn't accept this kind of combat organization. Until Vézé understood that the metal shell bullet was the foundation that truly changed the form of war, he had to choose to learn "advanced experience".
This battle was the result of Vézé's hard training. An army that learned to march might not be a strong army, but a strong army, without exception, completely mastered the technique of marching. The best way to command people to march on the battlefield was to use drums and bugles and other equipment.
As the supreme commander on the battlefield, as long as Vézé could not rush to the front line to personally command the battle, he could only rely on ordinary training to fight. Whether the drum and bugles could correctly carry out Vézé's instructions became the biggest key.
At 15 degrees Celsius, sound travels at a speed of 340 meters per second. The width of the battlefield was usually more than a few miles, so the military band had to be divided into different parts. For example, there was a small drum that accompanied the infantry as they marched, a big drum that was used to give out more orders, and a horn that was used to make different arrangements. Moreover, even on a small battlefield, there would be several troops with different divisions of labor. The interference of these different troops also had to be taken into account. Such a seemingly simple matter was actually very complicated. In order to make the most effective use of troops, a lot of training was needed.
The battle to annihilate Liu Zhangqing's troops was a rare opportunity for Vézé. Even if he didn't use such a formal method, Vézé had many ways to achieve his goals. Vézé firmly believed that Liu Zhangqing's troops were incompetent. Even if he were to adopt a combat style that was far from proficient, his troops would not suffer any unacceptable casualties.
So far, everything was still within the scope of his plan. If there was one thing that he did not consider, it was that Liu Zhangqing's troops seemed to be scared out of their wits. The soldiers and officers were not very disorderly, but they were not able to quickly form a battle formation. They watched as Vézé's troops approached as if they were watching a play. Vézé had excellent eyesight. He even saw some of the Qing Army at the back squeezing forward, trying to get a better look at the neatly approaching Taiping army under the distinct rhythm of the drum and bugles.
Isn't this the same me that I saw in the movies? Vézé thought. Vézé could not help but laugh out loud.
"Wayne Brothers, what's so funny?" Luo Dagang could not help but lean over and ask when he saw Vézé laughing so happily.
Vézé stretched out his left arm and pointed his index finger straight at the inexplicable Qing Army. "I think they are watching a play. I really can't help but laugh."
Luo Dagang could not help but laugh dryly. "This … this is indeed like a play …"
As soon as he finished speaking, the horn in Vézé's formation sounded again. Because of the close distance, the dull sound made Luo Dagang feel a little uncomfortable. General Zhang Yingchen was in charge of the drum and bugles. He was commanding the General Staff Department and constantly giving various orders to the drummers according to the distance between the two sides.
Luo Dagang saw that the distance between the two sides was less than 50 steps. The First Soldier had already stopped and started firing from this distance. Soon, smoke filled the air between Vézé's troops and the Qing Army. Luo Dagang was surprised to find that many of the Qing Army's soldiers looked like they had been shot. Normal muskets could not hit accurately at this distance. Although not many of the Qing Army's soldiers had been shot, it was still more than the normal ones.
The Taiping army did not have a high opinion of muskets. Moreover, the Taiping army lacked gunpowder and did not have the conditions for training. The main purpose of muskets was to shoot at each other. What the Lords really valued were the "elite soldiers" who dared to charge in melee combat. Luo Dagang thought so too, so he was surprised to see Vézé's troops aim well. "Wayne Brothers' marksmen are quite capable!"
"They just need to raise their muzzles a little," Vézé said casually. The lack of modern knowledge and the lack of a universal education system led to poor training in China's army. As for Vézé's education in the army, although the results could be described as a complete mess, it was a different story if he did not consciously carry out targeted education and training.
The brothers of the musket squad had to admit that Newton's third law, "the action of force is reciprocal," was a solid truth. Those brothers who refused to use their shoulders to block the butt of their guns felt the pain of the recoil force pushing the butt of their guns against their shoulders. Wei Ze also combined theory with practice. He used pee, water from the water gun, and observed the trajectory of the rocks. Everyone had no choice but to admit that the trajectory of the flying object was downward.
Although most of the soldiers could not understand the existence of gravity, let alone the law of universal gravitation, and could not calculate the trajectory of a bullet using the laws of Hulk One and Hulk Two, everyone knew that the trajectory of a bullet was curved. If they wanted to shoot further, they had to raise their muzzles.
Since everyone agreed on the trajectory of the bullet, the rest was easy. The first step of combining theory with practice was to determine the theory. After the theory was determined, the next step was to practice. A small number of firearms were publicly tested, and the combat training department came up with corresponding regulations.
Different angles of raising the muzzle at different distances. In order to ensure that the angle of raising the gun was in accordance with the regulations, officers had to determine the distance, how to give orders, and what shooting posture each order corresponded to. For example, where to press the butt of the gun against the body, how to draw back the arm, how to control the breathing, and other important points to pay attention to before shooting.
The combat training department in the army repeatedly discussed and experimented with this. The elite soldiers who participated in small-scale training were tormented to the point of suffocation, and the instructors were full of complaints. As for the results of the training … it could not even be said to be passable. In the end, the combat training department could only simplify the standards. No matter the distance, they all adopted the same shooting posture.
Even if there were countless dissatisfactions, after a short period of education and training, the performance of the gunmen completely surpassed that of the Qing army.
The Qing Army's shots were often aimed directly, and their arm strength training was insufficient. Their gun holding posture was incorrect, and the muzzle was often tilted downward when shooting, greatly reducing the already terrible shooting effect. Vézé's subordinates, who understood the trajectory of the bullet, had undergone targeted training. Even if the bullets could not accurately hit the Qing Army in the first row, they could ensure that the bullet would fly along the curve of the trajectory and into the Qing Army's ranks, greatly improving their shooting efficiency.
The understatement of "as long as the muzzle is raised a little" was backed by countless hard work and countless sacrifices. When Vézé said this, his heart was filled with indescribable pride and satisfaction. Moreover, among the nearly 2000 people, there were some talented ones. Up until now, there were already more than 20 people that Vézé thought could be molded, and Vézé had personally educated and trained them. Perhaps it would not be long before these people could become a technological force that Vézé could use.
Of course, Luo Dagang didn't know about this. He didn't even understand why the "muzzle is raised a little" was mentioned. However, he was currently on the battlefield, and Luo Dagang knew that he couldn't hold back Vézé and ask too many questions. He turned his attention back to the battle between Vézé's troops and the Qing Army, and in the blink of an eye, he forgot about his previous questions.
Vézé's shooting was not particularly different, and he even slightly copied some of the Qing Army's Xiang Rong's continuous shooting method. The three soldiers that were closing in on the Qing Army didn't fire at the same time, but rather took turns to fire. The continuous firepower continuously struck the Qing Army, and the Qing Army's formation was disrupted by the fierce shooting. At first, the Qing Army's frontline was barely able to resist twisting like a dying snake, and then the entire Qing Army was in chaos.
"Isn't it time to charge?" Luo Dagang couldn't help but yell at Vézé. The Taiping army's specialty was to wait for the Qing Army to fall into chaos and launch a frontal assault. However, in the past, the Qing Army had relied on the Qing Army to fire their own volleys, and the Qing Army didn't have time to reload their gunpowder. Now that the Qing Army's formation had been disrupted by Vézé's troops, this was the perfect opportunity.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the captain of the three soldiers in Vézé's troops actually lead a platoon of troops that had reloaded their ammunition forward. When they were 30 steps away from the Qing Army, they opened fire. This time, the Qing Army, which was already in chaos, was completely thrown into chaos. Following this platoon of musketeers was a platoon of lancers. Amidst the smoke, the lancers ran at an extremely fast speed for less than 30 steps, and began to violently assassinate the Qing Army.
Then, just as Luo Dagang had predicted, the Qing Army completely collapsed.
Just as Luo Dagang heaved a sigh of relief, he heard Vézé laugh coldly. "It's Liu Zhangqing's turn. This guy is very slippery, and managed to escape with his life a few times. I wonder if he'll be so lucky this time! "
Luo Dagang also knew of Liu Zhangqing, but he had never fought with him. He had only participated in the battle of Da Dong, where he had flanked Liu Zhangqing's troops. In the end, Liu Zhangqing had abandoned his troops and fled. During the battle of Da Dong, the Taiping army had killed four to five thousand Qing Army troops. Even the Qing Army's General Wu Lan Tai and several other Qing Army commanders had been beheaded. Therefore, Luo Dagang didn't find it strange that Liu Zhangqing had fled. It would be strange if Liu Zhangqing hadn't fled.
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