Late Ming Dynasty: Conquering the world starting from riding and cutting

The third round of shelling by the Keelung Army began again.

Lieutenant Noble had no choice but to stick to the ground of the city wall like the humble black soldiers, to avoid the same result as the black soldiers who had just had their heads chopped off.

A moment later, after hearing the sound of the artillery fire subsided, Noble jumped up like a lemon, without bothering to tidy up his military appearance, and roared loudly, "Damn it, why don't you fire back with artillery?! Why don't you use our cannon to teach them a lesson! Here it is! I'll shoot!"

"Lieutenant, don't shout in a hurry. Our cannons are fixed on the four corner turrets. Unless you are Jesus, or you have the divine power of Zeus and can move those behemoths quickly, otherwise, no matter how many shells we fire, it will still be useless. It is impossible to hit the opponent's position.

On the contrary, you may waste ammunition and attract enemy firepower! "A white officer of the artillery sneered at the newly appointed commander's accusations, mocking his amateurish behavior in his words.

It's obvious that he was lucky and got promoted through connections, so what's so cool about it!

"Exactly! If you really have the courage of a knight, then fight out of the city and drive the enemy into the sea. This is what you should do, instead of arguing here!"

Lieutenant Noble was always arrogant and domineering in the Dutch garrison on Taiwan Island, and had very low popularity due to his relationship with the previous commander.

However, he does not think that he is a fool. Instead, he is extremely aware of his own wisdom and considers himself a smart person.

In the conversation just now, from the words of his colleagues and subordinates, he keenly captured an opportunity that could create a miracle.

"Assemble the troops!"

He prepared to lead 150 Dutch soldiers, 500 black soldiers, and 1,500 auxiliary indigenous Christian soldiers in the city of Jelanje to go out of the city to destroy the artillery positions of the Keelung Army.

"Lieutenant! Is this plan feasible?!" Many white soldiers asked.

"Those eastern natives only have fierce artillery fire, but they don't have infantry weapons comparable to our muskets. Even if they do, with our hand-to-hand assault and the bravery of our knights, we will definitely be able to send them to the sea!"

"Soldiers! Believe me! As long as you fire a volley of guns, the enemy will flee for their lives and collapse! Victory belongs to the Dutch!" Lieutenant Noble announced this great plan that originated from him with great momentum.

According to the limitations of the era, his idea is not without merit. This is indeed the case for the Ming army in this era. Either they are not equipped with firearms of such inferior quality that they dare not fire, or they do not dare to fight hand-to-hand and face the enemy's swords and guns. They pounced on them, without the will to resist at all. Turning around and escaping for their lives was their first priority.

It's a pity that he has no contact with the Keelung Army. From the day it was established, this army has been equipped with a large number of firearms and has raised hand-to-hand combat to an unprecedented level.

Qin Hao has always believed in a point of view since he established the Keelung Army. Soldiers who dare not fight hand-to-hand will not be good soldiers. They will easily lose their faith in any battle and then collapse and scatter, causing consequences to the entire army. An immeasurable threat.

Therefore, until now, the mid-month hand-to-hand sword fighting competition is still popular in the army. The winner is constantly promoted and made money, so every musketeer is a small hand-to-hand warrior who is not weak.

"The red-haired devil is out?!"

Zhang Hu, who set up his own temporary headquarters in St. Ansburg, was quite pleasantly surprised, "This method really works! The Zheng family boy really has some talent!"

Landing and then using the opponent's blind spot to bombard the city wall instead of using mortars, which are more effective in siege, to attack the city head was a tactic proposed by Zheng Sen to Zhang Hu.

I had the idea of ​​​​trying it out, but I didn’t expect that after three rounds of shelling, the Dutch defenders in the city of Geranje really lost their temper and came out of the city to fight in the field!

"Sir, should we also send troops to fight and teach these Dutch devils a lesson?!" Shi Shi, the battalion officer of the front camp of the Armed Guards, couldn't hold himself back.

Seeing that other armies have been conquering all over the world in recent years, I don’t know how much credit they have earned, how many rewards they have received, each family has hundreds of acres of fertile land, and many wives and concubines, but the armed guards can only move around with the fleet, with few opportunities for meritorious service, promotion, and reward, and their lives are easy. It’s just not what you want, but you are often discriminated against!

It made all the battalion officers of the Wuwei Army so angry that they almost died!

Zhang Hu smiled grimly for a while and looked Shi Shi up and down, "Old Shi, are you an old man too?!"

Shi Shi blushed and replied: "Exactly!"

"Then it's time for a promotion!"

"Can the one thousand men in your camp cope with the more than two thousand red-haired barbarians?! Don't embarrass our old brothers!"

There is a saying that it is better to dispatch a general than to provoke him. As soon as Zhang Hu said these words, Shi Shi's face turned red immediately, "Please don't worry, sir! I will only take the one thousand men in the camp to meet the enemy, and I don't want any artillery support! I will only Use muskets and swords to teach these red-haired barbarians and black ghost soldiers a lesson and let them know how ruthless our Keelung Army is!”

"Then go try it!"

After receiving the military order, Shi Shi did not dare to relax for a moment and led the soldiers out of the position. Looking at the strange natives with broken hair and tattoos who were roaring and dancing, Shi Shi tried his best to calm down his soldiers, "Brothers, It’s a joke! They’re just some natives. We’ve killed a lot of them in Luzon and Manchuria, so there’s nothing new about them!”

The soldiers looked over carefully. The group of natives in front of them did not seem to be much different from those they had come into contact with before. Except that they all wore a cross on their chests, they were better equipped.

"Bah! How dare you compete with us with our swords and guns?! You don't know whether to live or die!" In the queue, a young soldier with just hair sprouting from his mouth spat fiercely on the ground.

"Array up!"

"All forward! Press forward!" A sharp copper whistle sounded over the team. The soldiers in the front camp of the Armed Guards put their weapons on their shoulders and began to stride towards the opponent's position with neat and steady marching steps!

"These damn Eastern pagans! How dare they show off their phalanx in front of us!" Before Lieutenant Noble could organize the formation of the native troops, he saw that the Keelung Army troops in the distance were already pressing forward in a mighty manner. , although the number is half of his own, his indomitable momentum is incomparable to his messy team.

He was a little disappointed, and even began to doubt that he had left the castle to support himself and went out to fight in the city. Was this decision wrong?

But at this moment, it was too late to withdraw. The Keelung Army on the opposite side was only more than 200 steps away from him.

Now that the order is given to retreat, few of the natives will be able to return to the castle, and there is a high possibility of attacking their own troops and causing unimaginable losses.

So Lieutenant Noble gritted his teeth and secretly made a decision to let those dirty natives fight with these damn oriental natives!

In short, these indigenous people can be described in one word, cannon fodder.