Late Ming Dynasty: Oops, I am surrounded by the Donglin Party

Zhang Shikang, wearing golden armor and riding on Ergou, stood in the middle and rear of the entire battle formation, looking calmly at the army of bandits rushing towards him.

Ma Lingqi, wearing silver armor, was very excited, but nervous at the same time. Although she had superb martial arts skills, she knew very well that in such a massive war, no matter how strong one's martial arts skills were, they would be of no avail.

The most important thing is that she has never participated in such a war so positively.

"Brother Wuji, you... aren't you afraid?" Ma Lingqi glanced at Zhang Shikang and said in a low voice.

Her official position in the army was a soldier under the command of the personal guard of the Grand Marshal of the Army.

"Fear? What is that? That word doesn't exist in my mind.

Ahem, you should just call me Marshal."

Zhang Shikang coughed dryly, put down the telescope in his hand and said.

If she is really a delicate and cute girl, there is nothing wrong with calling him like that, as if there is a sense of superiority of a hero protecting a beautiful woman.

But the girl behind him could knock down even a big guy like Sun Dasheng in a few moves. The silver spear in her hand was as fast as a dragon and could poke ten thousand transparent holes in a person in an instant.

Such a strong and muscular Barbie, calling him Brother Wuji in such a delicate voice, always made him feel something was not right.

"Okay, Brother Wuji, they are coming!" Ma Lingqi clenched the silver spear in her white right hand and pointed at the battle formation.

"Oh, let's watch the show." Zhang Shikang said calmly.

He had already handed over the command to Qin Liangyu, and also told Qin Liangyu the offensive and defensive characteristics of the Guards.

Qin Liangyu had fought for more than 40 years and had seen all kinds of battles. Although the bandits had a large number of troops, this level of war intensity was not even among the top five in Qin Liangyu's military career.

Seeing Zhang Shikang so calm, Ma Lingqi felt that he was worthy of being the Grand Marshal, and she admired him even more.

On the battlefield, Zhang Kewang, Zhang Wenxiu and Zhang Nengqi each led more than 20,000 people and attacked from the left, center and right directions.

When the enemy and our side were still one mile apart, with Qin Liangyu's order, forty large-caliber bronze cannons used for siege began to make loud noises.

After experiencing actual combat a few days ago, Qi Dazhu, the artillery king of the Guards, became more proficient in controlling the artillery. Under his command, most of the forty artillery pieces fell on Zhang Kewang's troops in the central army.

The solid iron ball, which killed with its huge impact force, left a trail of blood wherever it passed once it fell into the local army. Whether it was a soldier or a war horse, anyone who was touched by it would die.

Even if the shell hits the ground at a bad angle, it can bounce due to the huge impact force, just like a tile skipping on a calm lake.

Sun Kewang's central army was instantly stagnant. The two sides were still a full mile apart. Even at such a distance, the imperial court could already inflict such heavy damage on them. This had never happened in their previous battles.

Seeing that his subordinates were a little panicked, Sun Kewang shouted loudly and gave a death order to the supervision team, stating that anyone who dared to retreat would be killed.

This war concerns the safety of the Atlantis Kingdom. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the founding war of the Atlantis Kingdom.

They cannot afford to lose.

But a distance of one mile was still too far. When the infantry finally rushed to a distance of two or three hundred steps from the imperial army, they were hit by another round of heavy artillery from the imperial army.

As the distance was closer, the damage from the artillery fire was naturally greater, but at this time Sun Kewang had no way to retreat.

"Brothers! They don't have time to fire anymore. Charge forward and kill all the court's lackeys!

His Majesty has said that if we win this battle, we will be promoted and given titles, and we will not be treated unfairly.

Kill! "

As long as the two sides come into close combat, the imperial artillery will become useless. As long as they can defeat this group of imperial troops, those powerful artillery will be theirs.

If they don’t have guns or cannons, the imperial court will make them!

This has always been their philosophy. Most of the weapons, muskets, bows and arrows, and cannons in their hands were snatched from the imperial court.

Sure enough, after this shout, the morale of the surrounding subordinates was boosted again.

In terms of individual combat, they were no longer afraid of the imperial army at this time. It was no longer the time when the imperial army was chasing them and they had to run for their lives.

Three hundred steps... two hundred steps... one hundred and fifty steps.

Suddenly, there were bursts of whistle sounds from the imperial court formation.

Hula la——

Dozens of musket formations immediately began to move. The front row squatted and raised their guns, the middle row bent over, and the third row stood upright.

What they held in their hands were the latest type of instantaneous firearms of the Ming Dynasty.

It was also after this generation of firearms was officially equipped to the Imperial Guards that Zhang Shikang officially changed the word "fire gun" to "fire rifle".

The musket is actually a type of firearm. In China, firearm is a general term for all tubular firearms, and it has been used since the Song and Yuan Dynasties to the present day.

Strictly speaking, artillery can also be called a fire gun.

The musket is the ultimate stage in the development of firearms. It will surely grow and develop in the years to come and become the ultimate weapon that kills the most people in human history.

A total of 20,000 Guards were armed with instantaneous muskets, which were the absolute main force of the Guards. This was the first major battle after the instantaneous muskets were deployed on a large scale.

But the Guards at this time were no longer what they were two years ago. They all had firm expressions. They were not only confident in the weapons in their hands, but also in the commanders behind them - the Grand Marshal and Qin Liangyu.

One hundred and forty steps...

One hundred and twenty steps...

"preparation--"

The captain of each phalanx shouted loudly.

One hundred and ten steps...

"Woo——"

The captain blew the whistle loudly, and dozens of musket formations immediately pulled the trigger.

The instantaneous-fire musket was improved on the basis of the Rumi musket, and also used granulated black gunpowder improved by Bi Maokang under the suggestion of Zhang Shikang.

At this time, the effective range has reached 110 steps, which is 15 steps more than the 95 steps of the Rumi gun, or 22 meters.

Don't underestimate these twenty-two meters, which means that in terms of range, traditional bows and crossbows will be completely crushed by muskets.

Traditional crossbows will retain their pitiful advantage in terms of firing rate.

But the firing rate of the muskets was not slow, and relying on mutual coordination and multiple arrays, the three rows in the front, middle and back fired at the same time, and the shooting density was very comprehensive.

Accompanied by bursts of white smoke, the spearmen at the forefront of the bandits' three-pronged attack fell down one after another.

Whether it was Zhang Kewang, Zhang Wenxiu, or Zhang Nengqi, they all felt their scalps tingling at the same time.

At a distance of one hundred and ten steps, the firearms of the imperial army... were so terrifying!

Many of their men were hit and rolled and wailed on the battlefield, but could never stand up again.

The other surviving soldiers all had expressions of horror on their faces. They had certainly seen the firearms of the imperial army, but apart from the small-scale battles they had had with Yang Sichang's troops directly under his command, which were equipped with Rumi guns, what they had basically seen were bird guns.

The range of the bird gun is only sixty-five steps, which is only about twenty steps farther than the bows and crossbows in their hands.

Moreover, that thing has a slow firing rate, so they only need to charge and then use bows and crossbows to counter it.

However, now the distance between them is 110 steps, more than 160 meters, this... this...

"Woo——"

With the sound of sharp whistles, the Guards musketeers began to change teams in an orderly manner.

In less than a moment, three rows of musketeers, who had already loaded ammunition, had completed all preparations.

"Woo——"

Bang, bang, bang—bang, bang, bang—

bang bang-

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