C690 battlefield force

At 3: 55, Xi Xianglongsheng seemed to have a premonition, he took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, "It has already been 8 hours since the start of the battle, the Osaka City still hasn't attacked, do you really want to force us to do it in the night? "Damn it …"

Suddenly, from the southeast side of the battlefield, the faint sound of a drum could be heard. At the very beginning, the sound of a battle cry could be suppressed, but these generals had heard for many years and had a strange intuition of danger.

"What is that sound?" What about our ninja? "Why didn't you come here to report …" While they were talking, a group of people flew over from the southeast road. They were dressed like ninjas from the alliance army.

Several Ninjas had been shot. They were at the end of their tether. They usually wouldn't be able to get up even if they fell to the ground. They screamed at the battlefield and drew with their fingers.

"Enemy... A large group of enemy troops had come from the southeast... "Our people were killed in large numbers …" Just as they were about to report to the battlefield, Huizinfan's White Tiger youth's team chased after them like a gust of wind. A long Katana cut down these Ninjas, and then they easily decapitated them one by one.

The youths stared at the battlefield with scorn, the thirty thousand Southwest Allied Army s seemed to be nothing in their eyes.

How could the warriors with the contestants allow these kids to act arrogantly in front of them? However, just as Xi Xianglongsheng was about to give the order, a troop suddenly appeared behind the White Tiger youth.

There was a neat formation, a new Remington reloaded gun in one go, a double row lined up neatly for a hundred people, and on the left side of the troop, there was actually a soldier with a military drum hanging from her waist, adjusting the rhythm of the team with a neat drumbeat.

"Dechuan's reinforcements? Was the damned Bechuchi captured? "It must be …" Xi Xianglongsheng subconsciously wanted to move his reserve troops to the top, but it was only then that he realised that he no longer had a reserve team by his side.

"I've fallen into her trap!" The damned Tokugawa Yoshinobu is actually so sinister, their attack today was meant to exhaust our troops' morale! So the last killing move was actually hidden in the ocean … "

"The warriors of the Changzhou vassal will continue to attack the City of Two. The warriors of the Shimadzu Family will form a formation to block the enemy. "Don't worry, there aren't many Tokugawa in this new army …"

Xi Xianglongsheng made his second mistake, he had actually incorrectly estimated the number of reinforcements in front of him. In front of him, there were only three thousand odd musket team s, he thought that this was all the reinforcements.

The warriors of the Shimadzu Family started to gather together. Very quickly, a three thousand man army blocked the front of the reinforcements. Musketeers fired out a barrage of arrows, the warriors flapping their wings as they charged forward with their spears in the center. When the warriors saw that the other side was actually an army from the Musketeers, they immediately began to formulate a strategy to close range.

The Japanese was a natural born strategist, their race was very organized, with a clear view of their status. In the chaotic battlefield, soldiers could always be organized by low-level warriors, and they would very quickly react to any changes in the battlefield.

The Musketeers attacked, the warriors attacked with their wings, then the primary matrix soldiers broke through, this was the most effective method to deal with the pure fire spear army.

Of course, these warriors knew that there would be a lot of casualties during the charge, but they couldn't care less now. Even if they all died here, it would be enough as long as they could perish together with these soldiers.

"Here's the duck …" Kill! " When the allied army was 150 meters away from the enemy, they would start their charge, and the sounds of battle would be earth-shattering.

What shocked everyone was that the Dechuan army across from them did not have the fanaticism of the medieval army at all. Instead, it was calm, a terrifying calm.

The Shimadzu Family kept on firing, and the neat rows of Musketeers s were hit by bullets from time to time, but this group of cold Musketeers s acted as if they did not care, and continued to walk forward without saying a word.

Losing one Musketeers, immediately there would be another to add on, losing three, immediately the other three would go up, it was precisely this kind of calmness that caused the Shimadzu Family's soldiers to be even more afraid.

150 meters, 100 meters, 80 meters, 70 meters … Shimadzu Family's musketeers had already shot five rounds, but the other party did not even fire back.

"What is it? Are these people crazy? Why not fight back? "Could it be that there's a conspiracy …" Doubt arose in the hearts of countless people on the battlefield.

Far behind them, Minister of France Luo Shen sneered as he said to Matsudaira Katamori who was beside him, "Modern wars are all about strict discipline and overwhelming firepower output. Originally, the number and quality of rifles were not as good as ours, and they still had to randomly fire from a hundred and fifty meters away. This kind of fighting style, they are definitely going to lose!"

Matsudaira Katamori did not respond. His eyes were fixated on the two armies that were about to collide on the battlefield. He did not even dare to blink. This was the first time that they were fighting in actual combat, and it was also the first time they were facing such an important battle. How could he not be nervous?

On one hand, he hoped that the new army would win, because that was the Mu Clan's hope, and on the other hand, he was afraid that the new army would win, because that was a heavy blow to his traditional spirit of being a warrior.

The battlefield was not a good place to meditate, and soon he lost all distractions, for the two armies were now within fifty meters of each other.

At this time, the military drum suddenly stopped, many orders came from the battlefield in French, the soldiers rested their weapons on their shoulders, three thousand Remington aimed straight at the Samos who were running madly ahead.

"Everyone, get ready... "Fire!" With the command given, the ground suddenly resounded with rolling thunder. A long shooting array of three thousand bullets instantly rained down. Dense smoke engulfed the land like a white fog in the early morning.

With a range of 50 meters, it could be said that the bullets never missed. After a row of gunshots, the opposing army charged at them like they were hit by a hammer by a war god, and the frontmost soldier fell to the ground.

The sound of bullets piercing through flesh could be heard everywhere, and blood was splattered all over the place. The battlefield was filled with wails and wails. In just one round, the number of casualties had neared one thousand.

This was especially so for the concentrated assault of the long spears. They were the most cared for area by the god of death. The first few rows of soldiers had all been beaten into sieves.

"Very good, boys... Forget about the enemy on the other side, calm your hearts and prepare … "Don't be afraid …" Along with the clanging sounds of gun bolts being pulled, these new recruits who had been trained to be like robots were ready once again.

"Shoot …" "Shoot..." Dechuan New Army maintained his rhythm and continued to shoot waves after waves of firepower at the enemy. It had only been three shots at the same time, and there were very few people left on the other side.

The shooting started at fifty meters. After three rounds of shooting, the closest corpse to the front reached ten meters. All the Shimadzu Family soldiers on the battlefield maintained the direction of their charge, not a single deserter out of the three thousand people.

Everyone was shocked by this efficient slaughter, and even Shan Xianyoupeng had subconsciously set his gaze on them. A burst of cold air rushed up his waist, when had he ever seen such an efficient killing method.

"Within fifty meters …" Kill every single one of them! "

The surviving warriors were obviously overwhelmed by the blood energy. He had already fallen into a state of hysteria, with one hand covering the bullet holes in his body and the other pointing at the enemy with his Katana. "Give the ducks …" "Board Load..." They actually staggered and charged again.

The French officers s at the back were all stunned. They did not understand why the remaining few warriors still wanted to charge forward, why did they want to court death?

Three thousand guns were pointed at the ten or so warriors, but no one dared to shoot without an order. After more than half a year of training with big sticks, these new soldiers had already obeyed the order like machines.

The warriors got closer and closer, but the order to shoot did not come down in the end. The musketeers let the warriors rush up to them and brandish their Katana, the musketeers could only use their bayonets to fend them off.

"What are you still standing there for?" "Shoot them, kill them all!" The officer finally woke up from his shock. He raised his hand, shot a warrior dead and then scolded, "Crazy martial artist, crazy Japanese. It looks like I can't leave any face for you … … "Dammit! I gave them a chance to surrender, but no one wants to …"

After the gunshots, all of the Samo soldiers who were in charge of stopping the new army were killed. Xi Xianglongsheng heartbroken as he smashed his own chest with his palm. Nani! Only 3000 people, 3000 people! is already able to unleash such a powerful battle prowess? "

"What are you still watching for, organize the army to continue attacking …" I don't believe that they will be able to kill us all after dividing up ten thousand troops this time! "

Xi Xianglongsheng who had gambled all his life did not have any other choice. With the battle having come to this point, even if he won, he would have to accept the punishment with his own heart, because the number of people who died was simply too many.

The Dechuan New Army continued to advance with small steps, and pressed down from the southeast direction of the battlefield like a wall. At this time, the ten thousand troops that Xi Xianglongsheng had allocated were also gathering unceasingly.

The officers were shouting everywhere, "Disperse..." Everyone disperse, don't form a dense formation … "

"Don't be afraid when you encounter enemy fire …" Everyone charged forward, charging... "As long as we can endure until close combat, we will win …"

"Musketeers Protect... "The key is to kill the officers and the drummers …"

"Sky Emperor Slam … Give me the duck! "Kill …"

If there was no end to the line of sight, then the visual conflict would be even more spectacular if they split up and attacked.

Just as the allied army was confidently preparing to swallow the piece of fat, the sounds of cannons firing suddenly came from behind the reinforcements of the Deichuan primary matrix.

At the critical moment, the 12 French field gun s that were imported began to show their might. Although it was not the most advanced cannon, the precise rifling and the high explosive within the cannons deserved the title of his King of the Battlefield.

With each explosion, it caused more than a hundred casualties. The corpses and broken limbs flew in the air, mixing with the soil, and then rained down on the ground.

Xie Duowan shook his head and sighed. This is the way of war in the Middle Ages. Even if I gave you guns and cannons, you would not use them because you have no idea about this brand-new science! "

"Alright, let the troops from the back go at it. After eating these 10,000 people, victory is no longer an issue!"