Chapter 2754: People’s support
"Don't run!" a group of middle-level generals shouted.
The supervising team stepped forward and began to kill the deserters.
For a moment, the deserters had bullets in front of them and swords in back, and they could only run to the left and right.
However, there were cavalry on the left and right, and if they saw deserters, they would stab them hard.
Wen Rensheng nodded, that's how normal fighting is.
Supervising the team is an essential part.
Otherwise, people seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. They would avoid bullets, bows and arrows when they encounter them, and would not want to rush.
Only a handful of highly trained elites, with heavy rewards and clear goals, can overcome the fear of death, take the initiative to fight, and achieve results.
At this time, the opponent had many tactics.
Instead of fighting the soldiers, they fought a supervisory team who stepped forward to kill the soldiers.
The advantage of rifled guns is sniping and long-range precision strikes, which is epoch-making in terms of tactics.
The supervising team also began to collapse.
The commander of the classical army, a general, saw that something was not going well and immediately ordered his elite archers to move forward quickly, throwing bows and arrows to suppress the opponent.
Archers are among the elite of the army.
Because it takes at least three or four years to train someone, or even more than ten years.
Horse archers and infantry archers are the starting points of junior officers in the army.
They ran quickly from both sides until they were more than a hundred steps away from each other, and then started to fight back.
And the other side won't watch them rush over.
It's just that they are rushing together with other soldiers.
This is a muzzle-loading rifled gun after all, and its firing rate is five rounds per minute.
The average is 3-4 rounds per minute, and in extreme cases it can reach 5 rounds.
The shooting steps are still cumbersome. First, you need to load the propellant, then the projectiles, then use the ejector to pound it firmly, and finally install the flash cap... Therefore, nervous soldiers often cannot shoot out, so they continue to load.
After the war, it was often seen that someone had four or five bullets loaded in the barrel of his gun but did not fire it.
The other thing is to punch out the strips...
In this way, elite archers can sprint at least 300 meters in one minute. They take advantage of the opponent's reloading process to quickly close the distance.
As the distance shortened, the archers finally began to fight back.
The arrows were like dense raindrops, spanning more than 100 meters, and were thrown towards the array of the new army of traversers.
Although the musketeers wore relatively simple protection, each wearing a hat and leather armor, the power of the arrows could not be underestimated.
The New Army soldiers also fell in the rain of arrows, but the soldiers in the rear row immediately stepped forward to fill the gap.
Many musketeers also began to tremble.
But the lower-level officers roared and used sticks and command knives to force them to stand in line!
"Think of the newly allocated fields in your family!"
"Think of your new wives!"
When I think of this, some people want to run away even more...
But they had developed the habit of fearing their officers more than death.
A time traveler commander wearing three layers of armor and sitting on a tall horse shook his head and said: "I said Lao Zhang is a fool. He obviously has a rifled gun, but he still wants to queue up and shoot him. I will shoot him when I get home." ! ”
"Yes, Lao Zhang is an idiot. He said that queuing up to kill is more efficient, which is a waste of our troops. Obviously we only need to send out a small team and use dragoon kiting tactics to kill these guys with almost no damage. He insists on this trick. "Another commander mocked.
"Go back and beat him up together, saying that the front line private is the last romance for a man. I say this because he doesn't have to stand in the front row, grandma."
In the understatement of these people's ridicule, the lives of these indigenous soldiers were just weights for them to test tactics.
Line combat is absolutely brutal.
The level of cruelty even exceeds that of a spear battle with cold weapons.
After all, the latter has a high survival rate with armor.
But the frontline privates were shot face to face and resigned to their fate. If they were caught, they would die.
The battle became more intense.
The two teams started a brutal tug-of-war on the plains.
The soldiers of the Classical Corps stopped disintegrating under the restraint of the supervising team and the slow firing of muskets from the opposite side.
Some elites brandished spears and swords and rushed into the formation of the new army.
Engaged in close combat with the musketeers.
The soldiers of the New Army fought back with bayonets.
They are also at an advantage in hand-to-hand combat.
The nutrition, logistics, and training of modern soldiers are not comparable to those of the classical army.
And the long range gives them a variety of tactical options.
A group of skirmishers were drawn on both wings. They still used the long-range power of rifled guns to fire in an orderly manner.
Focus on attacking the opponent's messengers and officers.
The battlefield was filled with smoke, and the sounds of killing, gunfire, and metal collisions intertwined together to create a hellish scene.
Blood stained the ground red, and corpses littered the battlefield.
Soon, the classical side finally couldn't support it any longer.
They suffered huge losses.
The most important thing is that what they lost was the elite, the Jia Ding who had been trained for more than 10 years.
The opponent only lost musketeers who had been trained for 1 to 3 months, and the muskets could be recycled after the war.
Because they are destined to win.
Wen Rensheng quietly observed the battle.
He shook his head.
The time traveler seemed to have won, but only for a short time.
If they do not change their arrogant mentality, they are destined to be assimilated into this world.
This battle is not only a contest between two teams, but also a collision between two eras.
Although they are time travellers, the essence of provoking war has never changed, only the form is different.
The battle finally came to an end with the defeat of the classical army.
The general of the classical army escaped first.
Abandoning his soldiers and officers, they cursed and surrendered.
The latter happily accepted these new cannon fodder.
The biggest advantage of organizing musketeers is the cannon fodder and garbage container.
In the past, the elite of the cold weapon army needed a good family to be successful.
Gangsters and rangers are out of the question.
The Musketeers didn't care about that.
It doesn't matter who you are, whips, sticks, and mechanically repetitive tactical actions, as long as you are not mentally retarded.
As for being on the battlefield and still wanting to run?
Caught together, moving in a queue, there is no place to run. There is no need for any thinking or superfluous actions, just complete the queue advancement and shooting.
The significance of the Musketeers is that for the first time the war industry was streamlined.
In the past, the whole country mobilized 300,000 people. If these 300,000 people were killed, we would never be able to mobilize again.
One is material reasons, and the other is the difficulty in elite training. These 300,000 people include 60,000 to 70,000 elites, and it takes more than ten years to train and select them.
Li Zicheng's failure is the best example. He rose all the way, but when the elite was exhausted, he was chased and beaten all the way, and he could no longer train.
If they are musketeers, it will be fine. They will be sent to the battlefield in batches every three months.
As long as there are enough muskets, gunpowder, projectiles, and food, you can kill the opponent with more people.
So after entering modern times, relying on musketeers and large numbers of industrial countries, they had an absolute advantage and would not lose easily. At best, it would be a draw.
The barbarians with a small population are no longer qualified to challenge the industrialized countries with a large population.
The new army of time travelers won, and they paid a heavy price.
But Wen Rensheng knew that this battle was just the beginning.
With the arrival of time travellers, the war in this world will become more complex and cruel.
……
In a quiet courtyard.
Another group of time travelers sat around the stone table.
In the courtyard, towering ancient trees with lush branches and leaves provide a bit of coolness in the hot summer.
There is a pot of tea, several exquisite tea cups, and several plates of snacks placed on the stone table.
The travelers were sitting or leaning, with different expressions, but without exception they all showed deep excitement.
"Hahaha, it was so exciting just now. We only used 3,000 people to defeat their 20,000-strong siege head-on."
"Okay, if my cavalry hadn't blocked the gap for you, you would have been outflanked by the opponent!"
"It's because I'm so strong in industry that I pulled Mini bullets and rifled guns for you in advance. Otherwise, how could you have achieved such a record?"
"Your tactics are too rigid, you have to use kiting tactics."
"Fool, the kite tactic can only be used by naturalized soldiers. It's such a waste. They are all selected by low-level officials. Use the line privates, collect those prisoners, and train directly for a week before they can go to the battlefield."
"The musket can defeat the opponent in two rounds."
But while they were talking, everyone suddenly fell silent again.
At this time, a young man took a sip of tea and broke the silence: "Why, gentlemen, I think you all seem to be a little out of your depth recently. I don't know why?"
A middle-aged man in a green shirt sighed, his eyes showing the accumulation of time: "Oh, Xiaoqiang, you don't know something."
"Those of us, although we can change the course by traveling here, we cannot escape the erosion of time."
Another time traveler, a woman who looked quite shrewd, took over the conversation: "Yes, we were once full of excitement and wanted to carve out a world in this ancient world."
"But now, after years of fighting, we are about to get what we want, and even the world is in front of us, but we all feel empty."
"Yes, because we are destined to grow old."
Everyone was silent.
At this time, they are like players who played the Three Kingdoms game. They got through the most difficult early stage and entered the middle and late stages of pushing all the way. Instead, they felt a deep sense of boredom.
"I understand how you feel too."
"But there is no way. We are not coming to the world of immortality, but just historical time and space." The young man sighed.
"Yes, so we shouldn't fight the battle ourselves. We should choose to let our children bear this burden. What we have to do is to have more children, educate them well, and choose smart, wise, and perseverant children." Another person said .
"But the transfer of power can turn father and son against each other."
The man in green shirt smiled bitterly: "Alas, we don't have the magic of immortality, and time is not forgiving. Our physical strength and energy are not as good as before, but the children are in their prime, and they have more energy to fight."
"Yes, we'd better train them, otherwise we will have no successors."
An older time traveler stroked his beard, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes: "We have also searched for the art of immortality, but in the end it was just a mirror image."
"What we can do is pass on our knowledge and experience to the next generation so that they can continue our work."
His eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, and he could feel the helplessness in their words.
The seemingly powerful time traveler can crush his opponents, but he will still show his weakness in front of mankind's eternal opponents.
No matter how powerful the empire is, no matter how wise the king is, they can only show their bitterness in the face of time.
Someone else sighed: "Do you really think that letting the children go to war is the best choice?"
The shrewd woman sighed: "We have no choice. Our era has passed, and now is the era of young people."
"We can only hope they can do better than us."
The man in green shirt added: "We teach them tactics and strategies, teach them the knowledge of governing the country, and tell them."
"We hope they can inherit our will, but we don't want them to repeat our mistakes."
Everyone was silent for a moment.
The hearts of these time-travelers are also full of struggles and contradictions.
They have gone through the battle, and the initial enthusiasm for crossing is quickly fading.
Nowadays, like Tang Xuanzong, they hope to enjoy a peaceful life.
But I am worried about the future of myself and my children.
Someone slowly said: "Have you ever considered finding a peaceful way to end these endless wars?"
The old man shook his head: "Peace? In this world, peace is a luxury."
"Yes, those feudal lords will only attack us impatiently."
"They can't stand our ideas. They just feel that there is no orthodoxy. They can't accept others being the same as them." Another person shook his head.
"We can only try our best to maintain a relatively stable situation, but if we want to completely end the war, I am afraid that it is not something that our generation can do."
"Yes, give up your illusions about them. Those old diehards, asking them to give up some benefits is more uncomfortable than beheading. Even if they face more benefits, they will not give up."
"In the final analysis, they have formed path dependence. They only hope that things such as clan, land, and imperial examinations will remain unchanged."
"Haha, these idiots, their stubbornness is impossible to overcome, especially those so-called young scholars, who are feudal-minded and only think about educating this and that, but they don't think that they themselves are the stupidest."
"Sometimes I wonder, what are they thinking? Even though their own way can't solve the problem, they still don't want to learn from others." Someone else laughed.
Soon everyone abandoned their emptiness about the future and began to find challenges again.
That is a challenge to the thoughts of the human brain.
……
Wen Rensheng glanced at these people.
The biggest conflict between these travelers and the local indigenous people is obviously that they want to put on a veil in their philosophy and use a gentler and more hidden way to gain interests.
The latter used bloody methods such as standing cages, sinking ponds, and clans to forcibly guarantee their status.
This is the most essential difference between the two sides.
In fact, they all want to be masters, but one advocates relaxation and secrecy, while the other directly uses Shang Jun's five arts.
Obviously the former is more clever and destined to win more hearts.
This can be seen from the popular support of the indigenous people at the bottom.
(End of chapter)