The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

Xia Liyang, who has many years of experience in land warfare, believes that his side's combat method of steadily advancing in a linear formation is definitely the most mature tactic of the current era.

The musketeers formed into several horizontal rows could immediately fire out a dense fire coverage network when facing a volley of enemy fire. Relying on this method, when they conquered the continent of Salisno, the enemy troops were defeated. Both infantry and cavalry would suffer heavy casualties under the fire coverage.

Of course, there are no cavalry on this island, so it is entirely possible to advance steadily with linear tactics and kill all enemies in sight. At this time, the gunners can even exert a force more powerful than artillery.

But Xia Liyang was not optimistic about the current situation. The enemy's artillery bombardment had not started until now, which was definitely abnormal. He had reason to believe that the enemy was waiting for his side to advance to a certain point before launching an artillery attack, in order to maximize the destructiveness of the artillery shells.

Based on this concern, a moment ago, after officially stepping onto the island from the beach, he ordered the privates to stretch the battle line longer, with the distance between people wider than in previous battles, and the distance between each horizontal row as long as possible.

But even so, the troops that landed only on the southern coastline are limited by the single-sided terrain, and the current formation is still considered dense. If they landed from multiple coasts, this problem could be avoided. Unfortunately, this is impossible. They are already lucky to be able to land on this beach.

But the current situation is not optimistic. When the enemy's artillery bombardment begins, our side will inevitably suffer a considerable blow. In order to minimize the damage, Xia Liyang, like other privates, has tried his best. His feet are pushing as if there are double images. He is gasping for breath and running at full speed.

Only by increasing the strategic depth can we get a chance to breathe during the enemy's artillery bombardment, so that even when facing an attack, we will have room to adjust and organize an attack again.

The infantry gunners who came this time were well-trained. They could fire three bullets in one minute. So in a head-on battle, based on the bullets fired simultaneously from each row, Xia Liyang believed that his side would definitely have a huge advantage.

Of course, the prerequisite is to survive the bombardment and close the distance with the enemy.

Xia Liyang couldn't stop sweating while running. The worry about the bombardment was like a sword hanging over his head. He was always paying attention to the front and didn't even have time to wipe the sweat off his face.

Humphrey beside him was also sweating profusely, and he said breathlessly: "Marshal, the enemy's offensive has slowed down. Except for those escort ships, almost all the soldiers on our transport ships have landed successfully!"

After hearing this, Xia Liyang took the time to turn his head and look behind him.

Sure enough, the large force in the rear was also rushing forward. There were so many of them that even in the distance one could see privates carrying heavy artillery.

This is undoubtedly a good thing. We have moved our position from the sea to the island in a tight time, but... the enemy has given us too much time.

This made Xia Liyang's eyelids twitch, and he shouted loudly: "Pay attention to the situation ahead, the enemy's reaction is abnormal! Always pay attention to the artillery fire!"

Humphrey on the side naturally realized this problem. Up to this moment, their side had landed for some time, but the enemy line that should have appeared was still nowhere to be seen. It seemed that they had no organized resistance at all. This was definitely an abnormal performance. The enemy had such terrible power at sea, how could they not have strong combat power on land?

Their worries were not unnecessary, after a moment.

"Woo!" Accompanied by a loud military bugle call, almost instantly!

“Bang bang bang!!”

Like the sound of thunder that suddenly sounded above the sky, hundreds and thousands of dense roars suddenly arose!

The shelling did not fail, it arrived as expected, just a little late.

"Be careful of the bombardment! Dodge!! Dodge!"

Amid the sound of intensive artillery bombardment, the urgent shouts of privates could be heard from all over the linear formation.

But these thousands of urgent roars were like the humming of mosquitoes and flies in the bombardment, and when these large-caliber explosive shells fired from high ground fell -

"Boom boom boom!"

Unstoppable explosions were released in countless horizontal rows, and blazing flames burst out in an instant, like flowers suddenly blooming in these countless torrents!

But unlike the soft and beautiful petals, the exploded shrapnel was hard and sharp. They shot out in all directions and embedded deeply into all the surrounding objects!

In an instant, the soldiers who were still advancing steadily fell into a purgatory filled with fire.

In the center of where the explosive bomb fell, the soldiers were torn into pieces like fragile clay sculptures, with heads flying high and pieces of limbs splattering in all directions.

The horizontal rows were destroyed in the artillery bombardment, like a poisonous snake being cut into several pieces by a farmer's knife and axe. However, even so, the rows that were broken by the artillery bombardment were quickly reorganized in the artillery fire and advanced forward at a faster speed.

The start of the shelling seemed to have turned on a switch in the soldiers' bodies. At this moment, almost all the Goths ran at the fastest speed in their lives. Their ears were almost deafened, but they still dodged the shelling and ran forward, pinning all their hopes on the rifles in their hands.

Everyone has only one thought in mind, and that is to shoot the bullet in the gun and kill the enemy!

Of course, the Flame Soldiers who had just officially launched the attack had the same idea. They were also musketeers. However, the Flame Soldiers who came out in full force from high above were not like the Golts who advanced in a linear formation. The Flame Soldiers had no rules. They did not form a formation, but moved in separate groups.

To be precise, their tactics were skirmish lines, and the breech-loading rifles that everyone was equipped with gave them this strength. Compared to the flintlock rifles held by the Goths, this weapon had a longer range, higher accuracy, and faster rate of fire!

They don't need to rely on intensive firepower to kill the enemy, but only need to kill with precision.

The difference in weapons has brought about a change in the entire tactics. With more powerful weapons, they have now transformed into the god of death on the battlefield, wielding their sickles to reap the lives of their enemies!

"Bang bang bang!"

Starting with gunshots coming from all directions, one conical full-metal brass bullet after another flew through the smoke-filled battlefield.

"Clap clap clap!"

Xia Liyang, who was dodging the bombardment, was shocked. He turned around and looked at Humphrey who was falling beside him with horror.

Humphrey had fallen to the ground motionless, his pale face completely bloodless. His eyes were still wide open, but there was a bloody hole on his forehead.