Chapter 250 Battle of Bidou Castle 6: Line up and shoot
“Xu Jin shoots alternately!”
“Get ready!”
Bryce shouted, he rode Horses and officers and soldiers walked together. Many generals of the coalition forces went into battle with their troops, not because of how brave they were, but because they were afraid that if they were not present, the soldiers under their command would collapse.
There was a crash, and a thousand Arda troops lined up in three neat rows. After hearing Bryce’s order, the first row immediately flattened their guns and pointed their guns at the front. Kentish Army.
At this distance, the Arda soldiers could already clearly see the faces of the soldiers on the opposite side.
Bryce raised his hand and waved it down heavily: "Fire!"
Looking from the perspective of the Kent army, they saw a sudden burst of smoke on the opposite side, and then a strange Explosions and a "whoosh" sound caused by something rubbing against the air.
Many people will be unlucky next! Especially the spearmen who stand in the first row to protect the archers.
When they saw the people of Arda stop, they judged that the other party was about to launch a "fire crossbow", so based on their past experience in dealing with bows and arrows, they kept swinging their spears in the hope of knocking down those that were shot in the air. Crossbow stuff.
But this set has no effect at all in the face of the deadly metal projectiles that are fired quickly.
When the first row of guns rang out, the spearmen standing in front of the archers almost fell to the ground neatly. There were only a few left who continued to wave their spears in a daze, and they had not yet realized what was going on.
The Alda soldiers equipped with flintlock muskets lined up very closely. At a distance of 50 meters, the smoothbore barrels could ensure a certain accuracy. Moreover, the spearmen opposite them were lined up very closely, so even if the bullets missed the target, they could still hit the people around the target.
Groans of pain soon sounded throughout the right flank of the Kent army. The soldiers who fell on the ground were twisted and struggling, and many of them lost their breath after moving slightly.
“Cum! Cum quickly!”
"Remotely suppress the Arda people!"
The officers on the right wing of the Kent army remained calm and immediately urged the archers to counterattack.
While the opponent was in panic, the first platoon of Arda's army stayed in place to reload ammunition, the two rows behind passed over their comrades in front, and then the new first platoon was ready to fire.
They were hit by another wave of arrows, but this time it was much sparser, causing few casualties.
Bryce gave the order: "Fire!"
Gunfire erupted again on the battlefield. This time it was the archers of the Kent army who were unlucky. After knocking down many people, they became frightened. Many archers began to retreat and hide behind others. Anyway, don’t let yourself go. Stand in front. They have already seen that long-range weapons such as "Fire Crossbow" do not project in a curve after being launched, but attack the target directly in front of them in a nearly straight line, so whoever stands in the first row has a greater chance of being unlucky.
So the right wing of the Kentish army began to slowly move back.
But as far as the overall situation on the battlefield is concerned, the form of the coalition forces is not good.
The Kent army has more cavalry, a larger total number of people, and a higher armor rate. The balance of victory is gradually tilting towards them.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Earl Parker asked all the generals who were proficient in martial arts to go into battle in person. He even ignored his age and led his own cavalry into battle to fight left and right.
The generals' appearance inspired the lower-level officers and soldiers, and their morale improved a little, but I don't know how long it can last. After all, the essential balance of power has not changed.
"We must end the battle on the left wing as soon as possible, and then go to support other friendly forces."
After looking at the overall situation, Bryce called Joyce to discuss and made the above decision.
At this time the Arda army had carried out four volleys of fire, causing huge casualties to the Kent army on the opposite side. The enemy hadn't dispersed yet, but had just run away. However, the power of the arrows they shot was greatly reduced, and they were scattered in a very chaotic and out-of-scale manner.
"Prepare to fire!"
After the order, the first row of soldiers immediately knelt down on one knee, and the three rows of soldiers pointed their guns at the enemy.
“Fire!”
Three rows of soldiers pulled the triggers at the same time. There was a loud noise in an instant, and it was so powerful that it even frightened other people on the battlefield.
The two sides who were fighting stopped at the same time and looked in the direction of Arda's army.
A scene of lions fighting rabbits is taking place.
The power of the three rows of musket volleys was huge. Not only did it successfully mow down a large number of archers who were bending their bows, but it also completely broke down the psychological defenses of the remaining archers.
“Father in Heaven!”
An archer shouted in collapse and turned around to run away. The companion standing in front of him was hit by a stray bullet, and his head was like a gourd. It burst apart like a watermelon, and his skull hit him backwards.
This shout was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Under his leadership, the surrounding Kent Army soldiers also turned and ran back. Although they were retreating slowly before, they still maintained basic order, but now everything is in chaos, and everyone wishes they could have more legs.
Bryce drew his sword and pointed forward: "Attack!"
"Kill!"
Three rows of Arda soldiers suddenly burst into a collective cry of killing, and then carried the The bayoneted muskets charged at the scattered Kentish archers.
The few who still insisted on shooting arrows saw the enemy rushing over and quickly turned around and ran away.
The Kentish archers have long lost the protection of the spearmen, and their own melee equipment is only a dagger, which is unable to fight against the bayonets of the Arda soldiers, not to mention that they are still in retreat. No one stood up to organize their counterattack. The officers themselves were frightened and fled not knowing where to go.
...
Jos held a bayonet and followed closely beside Sergeant Makarov.
In the past, whether it was against cavalry units or archers, muskets were used to attack the enemy from a distance. But this time, they were going to fight the enemy face to face... well, actually, they were fighting behind the scenes, because the enemy was running away now.
Sergeant Makarov caught up with an enemy soldier and stabbed his bayonet cleanly into his back.
Seeing that they were pursuing them, several other enemy soldiers nearby turned around and pulled out their daggers, each with a fierce look in their eyes.
"Ahhhh!"
I don't know if it was to intimidate them or to embolden themselves. The archers shouted with strange drum sounds, and then rushed over together with their daggers raised.
Maklov gestured behind him and raised his bayonet to block the front dagger.
Jos and another comrade faced the archer rushing from behind. The comrade pushed away the opponent's dagger. When the opponent staggered, Jos accurately stabbed the bayonet into his left rib. , just as accurate as daily training.
No hesitation, no pity, who would think so much at the moment of life and death.
However, if I recall it carefully after the battle, that might not be possible...
Other Kent soldiers who tried to fight back saw that their companions who were rushing in front were killed easily, their bodies softened and their daggers dropped. On the ground.
"Spare your lives! We surrender!"
They were kneeling on the ground with their buttocks in the air, their bodies shaking constantly.
Similar scenes continued to play out on the right wing of the Kent Army.
"Congratulations, Lieutenant Colonel, a textbook defeat!"
Joyce, the commander of the third battalion, said to Bryce with satisfaction.
(End of this chapter)