Chapter 102: 102I am with you

 Chapter 102 102 I am with you

 Tang Mo’s battle line is wider than normal, which can give full play to the advantages of the needle gun’s fast firing rate and stronger firepower.

But in the eyes of opponents who didn't know the existence of needle guns, his battle line was too loose, and it was like child's play.

However, he himself knew, and his soldiers all knew, how powerful their blow would be if they spread out like this.

"Fire! Fire!" Just as Tang Mo led his troops towards Susas' troops, Tucci's confidant finally gave the order.

Following his order, the artillery position beside him emitted a stream of white smoke, and a row of artillery shells rushed towards Tang Mo's military line.

"Boom!" The huge sound of artillery, accompanied by the roaring shells, passed through Tang Mo's battle line. A soldier walking in front was directly cut into two pieces by the shells.

He didn't even have time to scream, and his upper body flew out. Blood splashed on the face of the soldier behind him, startling him.

Tang Mo was also a little panicked. It was also the first time for him to stand under the enemy's gun. Although it was not that he had never killed someone before, nor had he never seen the rain of bullets, this kind of personal participation in the war still made him Somewhat nervous.

 On the battlefield, guns and guns have no eyesight. No matter how safe you are, you may die in the next second. Tang Mo didn't want to die because he had already died once.

However, he has his career. He is responsible for the workers who are still in the Bunas factory. He is responsible for the Northridge hunters who follow him and trust him. He is responsible for himself!

Kowtow and surrender to Cyric? Being a dog for those **** nobles? What a joke! Kneeling to survive? No! no way! I want to stand and make money instead of being bullied while kneeling! Only I have the final say in everything about me!

Thinking of this, Tang Mo gritted his teeth, carried a Tang K1 rifle, followed the soldiers around him, and continued walking forward step by step. As he walked, he faced the roaring shells and shouted loudly: "Hold still! I am with you!"

“Boom!” Another artillery shell hit the ground, bringing up a piece of mud, mixed with strong wind, and flew over the heads of Tang Mo’s soldiers.

Tang Mo continued to move forward after the cannonballs flew by, and continued to encourage his soldiers: "Keep moving forward! Follow the flag!"

At this time, Tang Mo's strange battle line of shallow and deep double rows showed its advantage. It was also a cannonball. If it rushed into the square formation, it would definitely cause a lot of casualties. But against Tang Mo's formation, at most Only two or three soldiers could be killed.

Today's solid iron cannonballs, if they don't happen to land in the crowd, are really far less lethal than grenades. So Tang Mo's recruits actually stood up to the enemy's fire and walked to about 100 meter position.

 “Stop!” Finally, Tang Mo knew that his chance had come. His needle gun uses a closed bolt, which is more airtight than a flintlock gun that is born with a ignition hole.

What's more, the pinfire gun that uses mini bullets and rifling completely crushes the flintlock gun in terms of accuracy, so Tang Mo has an absolute advantage in range.

 He dared to order a volley of fire at a distance of about 100 meters, while the opponent would only fire from 50 meters away in most cases.

The difference is that he can still maintain accuracy when firing from a distance of 100 meters, while the opponent fires a salvo from a distance of 50 meters. If he can hit three out of ten bullets, it is worthy of celebration.

"Hold on!" Tang Mo raised the rifle in his hand and loudly reminded the soldiers around him: "Raise the gun!"

Wes also shouted loudly not far away: "Raise the gun!"

 The soldiers of both companies raised their rifles. They put their eyes on the rear sight, looking through the gap above at the enemy a hundred meters away.

Seeing their action, the commanders of Susas secretly breathed a sigh of relief: These must be new recruits from Beiling. They did not have the courage to advance to about 40 meters before firing, so the shooting accuracy could not be guaranteed at all.

Under normal circumstances, the normal combat distance between the two sides is between 30 and 40 meters. Well-trained troops can even persist until about 25 meters before firing, ensuring that the enemy can be destroyed in one salvo.

At this moment, while Susas's soldiers were waiting for the opponent's first volley, two artillery pieces roared one after another from the artillery position behind Tang Mo.

This time, Tang Mo's artillery commanders had no intention of firing a salvo. They calculated individually, and some even asked the boy scouts on the side to help. In short, they each came up with the firing parameters that they thought were accurate.

 Then, after adjusting the shooting angle, the two cannons immediately opened fire, launching a new round of shelling.

The two shells crossed Tang Mo's battle line and roared into the phalanx of Susas' troops. One shot landed in the corner, and the other shot landed in the center.

The cannonball that landed in the corner hit the ground first and exploded instantly in the corner of a square formation. The explosion blew away seven or eight soldiers at once. At the same time, the shock wave and rain of bullets instantly caused the surrounding soldiers to stagger around.

 The densely populated phalanx was simply the best target for the howitzer. The explosion engulfed the panicked Susa soldiers, and also instantly engulfed the commander of the phalanx.

Before the soldiers in this phalanx collapsed, the second cannonball exploded in the center of the crowd in the other phalanx.

 The effect seemed to be better this time. The explosion tore two soldiers into pieces at once, and then blew seven or eight soldiers away. The surrounding soldiers fell in an instant. The Susas soldiers who had never experienced such a tragic explosion suddenly ran around and hid.

 “Fire!” At this time, Tang Mo shouted loudly while pulling the trigger.

 “Fire!” Weiss’s voice also shouted. He also picked up the K1 gun in his hand and pulled the trigger at a soldier in the distance.

 “Bang!” A puff of white smoke rolled out, Tang Mo fired his rifle and sounded the volley horn.

Beside him, all the soldiers pulled the triggers. The entire battle line was full of billowing white smoke, and there were "bang! bang" gunshots everywhere.

"Second Platoon, come forward!" After firing, just like during training, without even looking at the results of the battle, the company commanders of the two companies took the lead and shouted habitually.

 The soldiers who stayed in place also had their own commanders, and the cry of "load the bullets!" echoed throughout the position.

"Second row, raise your guns! Fire!" The two company commanders passed over Tang Mo and Weis, raised their chins, and loudly gave the order to fire again.

 The soldiers in the second row also picked up the rifles in their hands, pointed at the Sussus phalanx in the distance, and pulled the triggers.

Tang Mo was a little nervous. He stood on the spot, opened the bolt of the gun, and used the brush he had held in advance to sweep the gunpowder residue in the barrel of the gun shakily.

 In his ears, the second gunshot had already echoed, and he didn't know the outcome of the battle, because his eyes were always fixed on his clumsy fingers.

With the sound of the first salvo, the outermost Sussus soldiers fell one by one. They were surprised to find that the bullets flying at such a long distance were so accurate.

They crowded together, staring at their fallen comrades with wide eyes, watching their blood spurting out of their blue military uniforms, watching them holding their stomachs and screaming in agony.

"They're coming! They're coming!" A Sussian soldier pushed aside his companions, hoping to get into a position further inside the phalanx.

 "Steady! Stay calm!" A Sussian officer shouted loudly to maintain the order of his phalanx, regardless of the corpse lying at his feet.

Unfortunately, his efforts were basically in vain, because his phalanx had been disrupted by the shells that had just fallen, and he was unable to effectively restrain his men.

 “Bang!” One of the Sussian soldiers couldn’t bear it anymore. He raised his weapon and fired a shot in the direction of the enemy’s queue.

Then, as if they were inspired, all the Sussus soldiers picked up their weapons regardless of their commanders, and pulled the triggers regardless of how their commander yelled.

The sounds of random gunfire became one, and then they were surprised to find that almost no one of the enemies standing not far from them fell.

  The Sussian soldiers who had fired a shot began to reload. They put down their muskets, opened the powder bags, and began to pour gunpowder into the barrels of the flintlock muskets.

 Some people forgot to clean the barrels of their guns, and some even spilled gunpowder out of nervousness. The entire phalanx became a mess and it was impossible to command effectively.

 “Damn it!” Tucci’s confidant cursed as he looked at what was happening in front of him. He knew that the situation was over now, and all he could do was rely on the power of numbers to delay the collapse.

Thinking of this, he cursed again unwillingly: "Damn it!"

As a result, while he was cursing, the second shot from Tang Mo's troops suddenly attacked, and another group of soldiers standing in front of him fell down, and the entire battlefield was filled with the smell of blood.

"Where's the artillery? Where's the artillery? Quick! Push the artillery up quickly! Quick!" As if waking up from a dream, he finally remembered that he still had shotguns to try, and artillery to resist.

 This distance is almost the effective attack distance of shotguns. He still has a chance! He still has a chance to turn defeat into victory!

Just when everyone was busy and started to push the heavy and clumsy cannons, the third salvo shattered everyone's dreams.

Amid the gunshots that sounded like devils shouting, someone finally realized what made the unique gunshots different: "What the **** is that? How could they complete a reload so quickly?"

Another piece of Susus' soldiers fell... The reason why Susus' military formation has not collapsed yet is actually because things happened too fast, and everyone is still in a state of confusion.

 (End of this chapter)