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300 meters, 200 meters, 150 meters, 100 meters...

The two sides quickly reached the effective shooting distance of the guns.

The expected attack of the Rocco Legion did not come, and the Ottoman Legion on the opposite side was still aiming at them with their guns raised.

"Keep going!"

An officer of the Rocco Legion, looking at the rows of black hole muzzles opposite him, swallowed secretly, and ordered the troops that had already slowed down to move on.

This time, the disadvantage of poor psychological quality appeared.

Facing the enemy's muzzle and facing the danger of death, all people will be afraid.

The legs of some soldiers with poor psychological quality in the Roco Pioneer Legion are beginning to weaken.

If it wasn't for the pushing of his teammates behind him and the stern eyes of the officer, he might not be able to walk now.

The distance between the two sides was 80 meters, and the Ottoman Legion still did not launch an attack.

The hit rate of the flintlock is really bad. Even though it is only a short distance of 80 meters, once the bullet flies out of the barrel, no one knows where it can hit.

So the Ottoman army set a shooting standard, that is, a distance of 60 meters.

After rigorous training, the Ottoman army has developed a strong psychological quality. The distance of 80 meters does not have any mental pressure for them.

The elite Ottoman Legion could withstand this pressure, but the Roco Legion could not.

Facing the black muzzle of the gun, and the eyes of the enemy on the other side, as if they were looking at the dead, some soldiers finally collapsed mentally.

One of the younger soldiers finally couldn't stand the pressure of death, roared, raised the flintlock in his hand, and tapped the trigger towards the opposite side.

"boom…"

Gunpowder smoke accompanied the sound of gunshots, and a bullet flew out of the gun chamber and flew towards the opposite side quickly.

It's a pity that the shot missed, and the bullet hit the sand in front of the Ottoman army, kicking up a wisp of dust.

But as the saying goes, thousands of miles of dams are destroyed by ant nests.

It doesn't matter if this soldier shoots, but his shot is like toppling dominoes. The Roco Pioneer Legion, who was extremely nervous, let go of the sheep directly after this shot.

"Bang bang bang..."

The team stopped suddenly, and dense gunfire accompanied by gunpowder smoke spread throughout the battlefield.

In addition to the gunshots on the battlefield, there were screams from the Ottoman army on the opposite side.

The weapons used by the Rocco Legion were not researched by the Westerners themselves, they were all retired from the Ming army.

Although these guns have been used for a while, their performance has not deteriorated much.

Coupled with the change of gunpowder, the effective lethality has already surpassed [-] meters.

There was a burst of chaotic gunfire, and the Ottoman army waiting in line on the opposite side fell down in pieces like harvested wheat.

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!"

The same curse sounded in the two army formations at the same time.

The curse on the Roco Legion's side was because the entire battle formation was completely disrupted.

And the curse came from the opposite side, because they did not expect that the flintlock gun that Da Ming equipped for Luo Ke's army was so good.

But at this time, it was too late to regret, and the two sides issued the next order at the same time.

"10 meters ahead, prepare to attack!"

"Second row shooting!"

The Ottoman Legion issued an order to advance, and the Rocco Legion saw that the battle had already begun, so they did not continue to advance, and directly issued the order to start the war.

"Bang bang bang..."

Rows of gunshots continued to ring out, and the advancing Ottoman soldiers kept falling.

But the Ottoman army did not retreat. Someone fell down in front, and someone behind immediately took the place of the person in front.

In a short distance of 10 meters, at least a thousand people from the Ottoman Legion fell to the ground, either dying or wailing in pain.

"Fire!"

"Row 1, open fire!"

When the distance reached 60 meters, the advance of the Ottoman army stopped. The commander waved a knife with red eyes and loudly ordered to open fire.

On the other side, the Roco Legion had already fought a round, and the soldiers who fired chaotically in the first row just now had already loaded their ammunition.

Both sides ordered the attack at almost the same time.

"Bang bang bang..."

Thick gunpowder smoke rose from both sides at the same time, and projectiles whizzed towards the opposite side, and some even collided in the air, splashing sparks.

"Puff puff puff..."

Brilliant blood flowers bloomed in the two armies, and life became the most worthless thing at this moment.

"Free fire!"

After the first volley fired, Osman directly gave the order to fire freely.

The Ottoman soldier, who had already changed to a new gun, pulled the trigger again when the opponent changed formation in confusion.

The poor soldiers of the Roco Legion in the second row directly ran into the oncoming bullet rain, causing a large number of casualties in an instant.

"No more fights... no more fights, run, I can't beat them!"

Suffering two rounds of heavy blows in a row, the Roco Legion, whose morale was already unstable, collapsed instantly.

Regardless of the officer's order, they turned around and ran to the back line.

"Damn it, bastard, stop... stop..."

The officers yelled and cursed, and the soldiers who stopped them prevented them from escaping, and fired into the sky to threaten the soldiers to return to their combat positions.

Unfortunately, the Ottoman Legion did not give them a chance.

When the officers of the Roco Kingdom had just stopped the soldiers and yelled and threatened the soldiers, a new round of Osman's shooting came again.

The flower of death unfolded in the army formation again, and the soldiers of the Rocco Legion, whose hearts had already collapsed, screamed and roared and pushed the officer away, desperately running to the back of the formation.

"The cavalry corps attacked, took advantage of the chaos of the opponent, rushed into the opponent's artillery position, and destroyed their artillery."

In Ochiben, where he was commanding the army to fight on a sand dune, he saw the collapse of the Rocco Legion on the opposite side, a smile appeared on his face after being cold for a few days, and he gave the order he had planned long ago.

Chapter 367: Great Allah, when will the West be freed from the oppression of the East?

"Sir, sir, enemy cavalry, here comes the enemy cavalry."

The Ottoman cavalry had just moved and was pointing at the retreating soldiers. The commander of the fat Roco kingdom who was yelling at him broke out in a cold sweat from what the adjutant said.

He turned his head and glanced in the direction pointed by the adjutant, his face changed instantly, and he screamed:

"Hurry up, hurry up...protect the cannon, form a hollow phalanx, form a hollow phalanx!"

It can be considered that this guy has a bit of a brain. He still remembers when Da Ming's instructor taught them to form a hollow phalanx when facing cavalry.

Fatty reacted, but the problem was that the soldiers under him didn't react.

In addition, his artillery is lined up, and if the infantry formation wants to form a hollow square, it must form a large circle.

The cavalry of the Ottoman Empire was very fast. When the army of the Roco Kingdom was desperately preparing to form a hollow phalanx, they had already reached the front of the Roco Kingdom's formation.

The number of cavalry brought by Ochben this time is not large, only 2000 cavalry.

Although there are only 2000 people, the lethality brought by the enemy is not trivial.

"Knights, charge!"

The commander who led the team looked at the Rocco army firing guns at them in a panic, with a ferocious light flashing in their eyes, waving the scimitar in their hands and roaring loudly.

"Roar!"

When the commander gave the order to charge, the Ottoman cavalry raised all kinds of soldiers in their hands and roared loudly.

"Fire, fire, kill 'em, kill 'em!"

On the other side roared loudly, while in the Rocco phalanx there was a scream.

These officers who rely on their relationships to flatter their ranks looked at the black cavalry rushing towards them, terrified like ducks caught by the neck, and kept pointing at the cavalry in the distance, pulling the flintlock guns that had no bullets in their hands. Shouting to the soldiers to shoot quickly.

"Bang bang bang..."

A burst of intermittent gunshots sounded, and a dozen unlucky cavalrymen became the first casualties of the cavalry corps.

But the Ottoman Cavalry Legion did not stop, and the death of their teammates made their speed increase a little more.

Familiar with flintlock guns, they know that facing a cavalry charge, if there is no line infantry in a good formation, they only have one or two chances to shoot.

They've already dodged the first round of fire, and if they're fast enough, the enemy won't have a chance for a second shot.

near, near...

"kill!"

The speed of the cavalry is so fast, the distance of tens of meters can be reached in the blink of an eye.

The cavalry commander who rushed to the front let out a roar, and drove his horse into the air and knocked several soldiers of the Roco Kingdom into the air. The scimitar in his hand slashed fiercely on the neck of a Roco commander who turned around in fright and wanted to run away.

Blood spurted out, and the officer fell to the ground with a scream, and then was trampled by countless horseshoes, and after a few wailings, there was no sound.

The charge of the Ottoman cavalry was fierce, and the soldiers of the Rocco Legion who had not yet formed a hollow square were directly rushed out of a big gap.

"Notify everyone except the rear army to attack!"

In Ochiben commanded on the sand dunes, he saw that his own cavalry had rushed into the enemy's phalanx, disrupted the enemy's formation, and coldly issued an order for a full-scale attack.

"Kill... ho ho ho ho!"

The order was conveyed, and a wave of Ottoman soldiers who hadn't had enough fighting just now took up their bayonet-mounted rifles, roared and launched a charge.

On the city wall of Jerusalem, Qi Yuan, who saw the Rocco Legion about to be defeated through the binoculars, raised his hand slightly.

"Prepare!"

The adjutant next to him picked up the radio microphone and ordered loudly: "The commander is ordered to prepare!"

The regiment led by Qi Yuan has a new artillery battalion with a total of 30 new artillery pieces.

In order to better protect Jerusalem, Qi Yuan borrowed 20 cannons from the navy when he rushed over from the canal, so now he has a total of 50 cannons in his hands.

The artillery equipped by the Marine Corps has a caliber of 85mm, which is not only light, but also has a very fast rate of fire.

If you are a skilled artilleryman, you can fire 1-10 shells in one minute.

After so many years of improvement of Ming Dynasty's artillery, coupled with the change of gunpowder, the range has been greatly improved.

The 105-caliber artillery equipped by the Army has a range of about 20 miles, while the Marine Corps pays attention to lightness and is equipped with 85-caliber artillery with a range of [-] to [-] miles.

Since Aoqiben didn't know the range of Daming's artillery, he camped at the distance with the largest artillery range of his own side, which was less than eight miles away from Jerusalem.

Although they retreated another 10 miles the next day after the night attack, they returned to the original camp when the Roco Kingdom army launched a provocation.

In other words, the armies of both sides are now within the range of Daming's artillery.

Following Qi Yuan's order, the artillery positions placed in every corner of the city began to load shells and fix the shooting angle.

After everything was ready, everyone quietly waited for the order to shoot.

The Ottoman cavalry was completely mad, charging madly in the Rocco army formation, no one could stop their footsteps.

It's not that the fat commander of the Roco Kingdom didn't think about letting his own cavalry drive them away.

But the front has been dispersed by the opponent, and there are soldiers fleeing and retreating everywhere. The cavalry can't charge up at all when they care about their own people. They can only watch the cavalry on the opposite side, fighting everywhere in their own army formation. .

Just when the Ottoman cavalry showed their power, more than 1 Ottoman infantry, armed with bayonet-mounted flintlock guns, or carrying various cold weapons, formed a neat array and screamed into the Rocco Legion.

In an instant, the Roco Kingdom Legion whose morale had dropped to freezing point collapsed instantly.

The soldiers no longer obeyed the officer's orders, and ignored the officer's threat, howling and throwing the equipment that got in the way on the ground, and fled to the city of Jerusalem in embarrassment.

"Fire!"

Seeing that this ally finally collapsed, Qi Yuan gave the order for the artillery to fire blankly.