Mystery Makes Me Strong

"Don't run!" A group of middle-level generals shouted.

The supervision team stepped forward and began to kill the deserters.

For a while, the deserters had bullets in front and swords behind them, so they could only flee to the left and right.

But there were cavalry on the left and right, and they would slash the deserters hard when they saw them.

Wen Rensheng nodded, this is how normal battles are.

The supervision team is an indispensable part.

Otherwise, people are looking for benefits and avoiding harm, and they will hide when they encounter bullets and arrows, and they don't want to rush.

Only a very small number of highly trained elites, with heavy rewards and clear goals, can overcome the fear of death, take the initiative to fight and gain results.

At this time, the opponent has many tactics.

They don't fight the soldiers, but the supervision team that comes forward to kill the soldiers.

The advantage of rifles is sniping, long-range precision strikes, which is epoch-making in tactics.

The supervision team also began to disintegrate.

The commander of the Gudian Crack Team, a general, saw that the situation was not good, and immediately ordered his elite archers to move forward quickly, shoot arrows, and suppress the opponent.

Archers are all elite in the army.

Because it takes at least three or four years, or even more than ten years, to train one.

Horse archers and foot archers are all starting from junior officers in the army.

They ran quickly from both sides until they were more than a hundred steps away from the opponent, and then they began to counterattack.

And the opponent would not watch them rush over.

They were just mixed with other soldiers and rushed together.

After all, this is a muzzle-loading rifle, and the firing rate of five rounds per minute is very fast.

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 have to load the propellant, then load the projectile, and then use the bullet pusher to tamp it firmly, and finally install the primer... Therefore, the nervous soldiers often cannot shoot, so they continue to load.

After the war, it is often seen that someone has four or five bullets in the gun chamber but has not fired.

Another thing is to shoot out the cleaning rod...

In this way, the elite archers can sprint at least 300 meters in one minute. They took advantage of the opponent's reloading process to quickly close the distance.

As the distance shortened, these archers finally began to counterattack.

The arrows were like dense raindrops, spanning more than 100 meters and thrown towards the formation of the new army of the traversers.

Although the musketeers wore relatively simple protection, wearing a hat and leather armor, the power of the arrows should not be underestimated.

The soldiers of the new army also fell in the rain of arrows, but the soldiers in the back row immediately stepped forward to fill the gap.

Many musketeers also began to tremble.

But the lower-level officers, roaring, forced them to line up with sticks and command knives!

"Think about the new land in your family!"

"Think about your new wife!"

When they thought of this, some people wanted to run even more...

But they had developed the habit of fearing officers more than death.

A commander of the time traveler who was wearing three layers of armor and sitting on a tall horse shook his head and said, "I said Lao Zhang is a fool. He has a rifle, but he still wants to shoot in a line. I will shoot him when I get home!"

"Yes, Lao Zhang is a fool. He said that shooting in a line is efficient and wastes our manpower. Obviously, we only need to send a small team and use the dragoon kite tactics to kill these guys almost without damage, but he insisted on doing this." Another commander laughed.

"Go back and beat him up. He said that the line soldier is the last romance of a man. He said this because he doesn't have to stand in the first row. Damn it."

In the understated laughter of these people, the lives of these native soldiers were just the weights for their test tactics.

Line combat is absolutely cruel.

It is even more cruel than the cold weapon spear line.

After all, the latter has a high survival rate with armor.

But the line soldier is completely shot face to face, leaving it to fate. If caught, he will die.

The battle is getting more and more intense.

The two cavalry units engaged in a brutal tug-of-war on the plain.

The soldiers of the classical cavalry unit, under the control of the supervisory team and the slow shooting of the muskets on the opposite side, stopped their disintegration.

Some elite soldiers wielded spears and broadswords and rushed into the array of the new army.

They engaged in close combat with the musketeers.

The soldiers of the new army fought back with bayonets.

They were also at an advantage in hand-to-hand combat.

The nutrition, logistics and training of modern soldiers were not comparable to those of the classical cavalry.

And the long range gave them a variety of tactical options.

Some scattered soldiers were pulled on both wings, and they still used the long-range power of rifled guns to conduct orderly shooting.

Focus on attacking the opponent's messengers and officers.

On the battlefield, smoke filled the air, and the shouts of killing, gunfire, and metal collisions intertwined, forming a hellish scene.

Blood dyed the earth red, and corpses were scattered all over the battlefield.

Soon, the classical side finally couldn't hold on.

They suffered huge losses.

Most importantly, they lost elite soldiers, who had been trained for more than 10 years.

The other side lost only musketeers who had been trained for 1 to 3 months, and the muskets could be recycled after the war.

Because they were destined to win.

Wen Rensheng watched the battle quietly.

He shook his head.

The time travelers seemed to have won, but only for a short period of time.

If they did not change their arrogant mentality, they would be assimilated by 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 containers.

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 unnecessary 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 due to 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 really cool to fight just now. We only used 3,000 people to break 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 of my industrial prowess 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. What 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 enemy 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 everyone feels 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 and a mirror."

“What we can do is pass on our knowledge and experience to the next generation so 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 travelers can crush their opponents, but they will still show 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.

Another person sighed and said, "Do you really think that letting children go to war is the best choice?"

The smart woman sighed, "We have no choice. Our era is over, and now it is the era of young people."

"We can only hope that they can do better than us."

The man in the green shirt added, "We teach them tactics and strategies, teach them knowledge of governing the country, and tell them."

"We hope that 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.

After the war, their initial enthusiasm for time travel is rapidly fading.

Now, like Emperor Xuanzong of Tang, they hope to enjoy their lives more.

But they are also worried about the future of themselves and their children.

Someone slowly spoke up: "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 be eager to attack us."

"They don't like our ideas, they just think that the orthodoxy doesn't exist, and 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 end the war completely, I'm afraid it's not something our generation can do."

"Yes, give up your fantasy about them, those old stubborn people, let them give up a little bit of their interests, it's more painful than beheading, even if they face more interests, they won't give up."

"In the final analysis, they have formed path dependence, they just hope that things like clan, land, and imperial examinations will remain unchanged."

"Haha, these idiots, their stubbornness is simply not worth conquering, especially those so-called young scholars, who are full of feudalism, only thinking about educating this and educating that, but don't think that they themselves are the most stupid."

"Sometimes I also wonder, what are they thinking? Obviously their own set can't solve the problem, and they don't want to learn from others." Someone else laughed.

Soon everyone abandoned the emptiness of the future and began to find challenges again.

That is the challenge to the human brain.

...

Wen Rensheng glanced at these people.

The biggest conflict between these time travelers and the local natives is obviously that they want to put on a veil in their ideas and occupy interests in a more gentle and covert way.

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, both want to be the top, but one advocates easing and secrecy, and the other directly uses Shangjun's five techniques.

Obviously, the former is more clever and is destined to win more people's hearts.

This can be seen from the hearts and minds of those indigenous people at the bottom.