Chapter 1279 Drill

Boom!

The forest was covered with ice and snow, but a large open space was cleared in one place. At this moment, on one side of the open space, there were dozens of rows of wooden men made of dead grass, wood, and vines. There were nearly ten thousand of them. At a glance, it was a dark mass with no end in sight.

On the other side, there was a group of sturdy soldiers. They were not wearing iron armor, but lighter leather armor. However, there was a layer of iron mesh made of iron wire in the leather armor, covering the key places to protect the vital parts.

All of these people were holding arm-length muskets at this moment. The muzzles of these muskets were also equipped with blades, which were used for hand-to-hand combat when the bullets were exhausted or when they were in close combat with the enemy.

In addition, the most eye-catching thing about these soldiers was the bullet belts hanging on their bodies.

Two thousand people were arranged in three rows at this moment, with the first row kneeling, the second row bending over, and the third row standing upright, forming a gap. This formation directly achieved full coverage of high, medium and low, and two thousand guns fired at the same time.

And a magazine has thirty bullets, and in a very short time, 60,000 bullets can be fired.

In this era, firing 60,000 bullets is simply a bloody storm that harvests lives. No matter how elite the army is, it will be beaten to lose its armor and armor and lose its will to fight.

The so-called personal bravery, courage, faith, and determination are simply vulnerable in the face of an absolute steel storm.

"Kill!"

Han Qing, Zhao Cheng's former personal soldier and now the commander-in-chief of the Taiping Camp, shouted at this moment.

With the sound shaking, two thousand people immediately opened fire at the same time. Within a few seconds, everyone fired five shots in a row before stopping.

Along with the smoke and fire, and the explosion of bullets, in the smoke, there were tens of thousands of straw men, and the first ten rows were all smashed, and the ones at the back were also incomplete.

"Kill!"

Seeing this scene, Han Qing ordered again.

Immediately, there was another round of five consecutive shots.

This continued until the fourth round, when all the straw men a few hundred meters away were smashed, and no one could be found standing upright.

On the high platform built of wood not far away, Zhao Cheng looked at this scene with a normal expression, while the few people following him were all horrified.

At this time, Lin Yi was ordered to defend the city, and the few people who followed Zhao Cheng were all civil officials under his command.

Civil officials are very cunning. If they are not shown their strength, after a long time, these smart people will inevitably think too much. If they accidentally do something that crosses the line, Zhao Cheng can only kill them with pain.

So in order to prevent such things, there was this act.

Because of the limited bullets and the wear and tear of guns, there were few live ammunition in the previous training. At the beginning, the two thousand soldiers took the stone-carved models, adapted to the weight, and arranged them into formations, pretending to shoot, so as to familiarize themselves with the process.

In addition to shooting training, there are also various trainings such as attack, retreat, pursuit, and change of formation. This kind of training started as early as March this year. Until September, for a full six months, the two thousand soldiers lived together and practiced day and night, which honed their tacit understanding and adapted to the weapon models in their hands.

Until this time, the two thousand people were divided into arrays and took turns to use real guns for live ammunition training.

At that time, the number of guns was not enough, so it could only be like this.

Until half a month ago, more than a dozen Taoists worked overtime, and the Taoists and craftsmen became more and more skilled, and finally they had enough 2,000 guns.

As for bullets, a year of accumulation also made nearly 200,000 bullets, which were distributed to each person, that is, 100 bullets per person.

As for acting, it consumes some bullets. Currently, there are about 150,000 bullets in stock.

However, this number is completely enough.

In this era, even elite soldiers may collapse if their losses exceed 10%. When facing unknown weapons with mysterious colors, soldiers have a lower emotional threshold.

Behind Zhao Cheng, Li Tonghai, the current head of civil officials, saw such a magical weapon at this moment, and the only thought in his mind was that the world would be settled.

Finally, he figured out why this camp was called Taiping Camp. It was not for the peace of the world, but once this camp was out, the world would be peaceful.

What dignity and pride, in the face of the torrent of steel, are as fragile as paper.

"Gongsun Jin!"

Zhao Cheng suddenly shouted on the high platform.

"The standard is here!"

Immediately, Zhao Cheng was behind him, and one of the several standing guards stepped forward and knelt on one knee.

"Pass on my military order. The whole army will rest for half an hour, and then march back to the city!"

"Yes!"

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Outside Wucheng, fifteen miles away from Wucheng, there are a full 200,000 troops stationed here. If there is a Taoist who is good at observing the qi, he can see that above the military camp, there are tigers and dragons, and the evil spirit is rolling, almost reaching the sky.

Compared with Shenzhou, the Southern Wilderness is a bitter and cold place, but the poorer the place, the more fierce the army is. This is beyond doubt.

From ancient times to the present, any wealthy place, whether it is the Jiangnan water town or the land of fish and rice, the richer it is, the more difficult it is to have a strong army.

On the contrary, those poor mountains and bad waters have repeatedly given birth to powerful troops.

This is the case with the current 200,000-strong army of the three families in the Southern Wilderness. Wu Qi has the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, the Feng family also has the Sky Wolf Cavalry, and the Chen family also has the Black Evil Cavalry. However, the special arms of the Feng and Chen families are inferior to those of Wu Qi.

But relatively speaking, the overall quality of the army in the Southern Wilderness is far superior to that of the Central Plains.

At this moment, in the big tent in the center of the camp, the generals of the army gathered together to drink.

There were three tables side by side at the top, but now, one was empty. Wu Qi was seriously ill and was recuperating.

As for the remaining two seats, one was occupied by Feng Bao from the Feng family and the other by Chen Qing from the Chen family.

Both of them were in their early thirties, at the peak of their lives.

Further down, there were the generals of the three families. From the seating arrangement and many details, it can be clearly seen that the generals of Wu Qi's faction were not valued.

However, this is normal. Now anyone with a discerning eye can see that Wu Qi only wants revenge and no longer thinks of anything else.

The generals under Wu Qi had already taken advantage of this time to surrender to Feng Bao or to Chen Qing.

Wu Qi naturally knew about this, or rather, when he made this decision, he knew that this would happen.

After all, these generals under him all had families and businesses. If Wu Qi could give them hope, the generals would naturally be loyal. But in this situation, if they did not find a way out, they would be truly foolishly loyal.

When the wine was at its peak, Feng Bao suddenly laughed.